What happened in Hutou City soon swept across the Central Plains and Northern Mang at an unimaginable speed, and everyone was eager to discuss it.
The speed of this spread is so fast that people wonder if there is someone behind it.
But no matter what, what happened in Hutou City was enough to shock the world.
The Beiliang army defeated Beimang. For some reason, the emperor of the Zhao family was dissatisfied.
Under the arrangement of the Emperor of the Zhao family, the sword flew thousands of miles from Dongyue Sword Pond to Hutou City, severely injuring the King of Beiliang.
If it weren't for Murong Wudi's escort, I'm afraid that the female Prince of Liang, who had only been in office for less than a year, would have died.
Afterwards, Murong Wudi pointed his sword at Tai'an City and threatened to return the sword in ten days.
As for the words "Zhao's son", they are so treacherous that not many people dare to mention them even in Beiliang.
This incident shocked the government and the public and caused a lot of discussion.
Not to mention the Beiliang territory where public dissatisfaction boiled, even in the Central Plains, it was believed that the Zhao family emperor had gone too far. After all, they are guarding the country for you. When the war is in full swing, you come here to carry out a sneak attack and fight among your own family. It is too immoral.
If Beiliang was lost and millions of people rode horses from Beimang to the Central Plains, what a ruined scene it would be.
In fact, if the female Prince Liang dies, his former son Xu Fengnian will naturally take over.
Xu Fengnian died and was succeeded by the military sage Chen Zhibao. One of the reasons why Xie Guanying added fuel to the fire was that he wanted Chen Zhibao to become the King of Northern Liang.
However, with the help of an invisible hand, few people can see the essence of this matter.
Of course, there are also people who secretly look forward to rubbing hands.
Murong Tonghuang is alone in peace, it is another good show to watch.
Speaking of which, these recent martial arts events are all related to this Murong Wudi.
The battle in the East China Sea, the heavy snow meeting in Huishan, and now Murong's entry into Tai'an.
However, as Tai'an City is the capital of the imperial city, with dragon veins gathered together and a cloud of masters, can Yulian City really return the sword as expected?
Before returning the sword, Emperor Murong Tong had one more thing to do.
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Hutou City.
Longaner plain.
Woohoo!
The majestic and sad horn sound suddenly resounded through the sky.
A torrent of pitch-black iron armor slowly poured out, and nearly a thousand Beimang missile launch vehicles launched in a row, like fire all over the sky.
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New siege warfare.
But compared with today's siege battles, the ones in the past few days seemed particularly "warm and affectionate".
The sound of fighting, the clash of weapons, and the sound of stone throwing could be heard all the time.
In this battle, Beimang Iron Cavalry finally showed its true strength, like a wild beast, constantly biting Hutou City.
The leader of the warriors in Beimang was a fat man wearing armor and carrying a sword. The fat man sat on a huge divine horse, one man and one horse complementing each other.
Although this fat man is fat and weighs at least two hundred kilograms, he does not look bloated. He has a strong body, dark skin, and a fierce aura. At first glance, he looks like a master who has been killed on the battlefield for a long time.
The fat man's surname is Dong. His father is a scholar from the Spring and Autumn Period, and his mother is a local girl from a small family in Beimang. She has no background. After joining the army for more than ten years, with his illustrious military exploits, he rose from an unknown pawn to the most dazzling hero in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
Before the First Liangmang War started, the Empress was granted the honor of being the King of the Southern Courtyard. He was nominally in charge of 400,000 soldiers and horses of the Southern Dynasty, and had unlimited glory.
Dong Zhuo subconsciously tapped his upper and lower teeth against each other and looked around. In addition to nearly a thousand elite Dong family cavalry and retinues, there are also top masters from the Beimang Jianghu from the three sects of Daode Sect, Qi Jian Yue Fu and Princess Fen.
On the periphery, there are a hundred huge crossbows that are said to be able to shoot a sword equivalent to that of a land god within a hundred feet. They are all controlled by the strongest men in the army, and are handed over to the Qi refiners of the Southern Dynasty to take aim.
The youngest king of the South Campus in history can be said to have built an iron-clad empire around him.
Dong Zhuo raised his head, followed the boulders hitting Hutou City one by one, and said to himself.
"It is said that Murong Tonghuang is an enemy of ten thousand people, an enemy of ten thousand people, and ten thousand armies will pick out human heads from it like picking out objects from a bag. If you dare to show up, if you can escape the rain of flying swords shot by the crossbows, I, Dong Zhuo, guarantee ...You must run away, as far as you can. But if you, Murong Wudi, are going to die under the crossbow on the bed, then don’t blame me, Dong Zhuo, for taking the lead."
"Fat Dong, the emperor has asked us to retreat. You still want to fight. Don't be afraid to go back and let Her Majesty the Queen chop off your head." Beside the fat man was a young woman riding a horse and wearing armor. She was heroic and lively, with a sword hanging from her waist. The ancient sword with its peacock green scabbard looks like a woman, and there is absolutely no suspicion of it being a vase.
This woman is the daughter of the fifth raccoon dog, the owner of Tibing Mountain. It is precisely because of Tibing Mountain's help that Fatty Dong's rise is so unstoppable.
Fatty Dong sighed: "It's been so frustrating these days. Her Majesty the Empress believed the lies of the Taiping Order, which made our Beimang cavalry have to win less and lose more in the battle. It was obvious that we could win several times, but in the end we lost, and it was all a show." You still have to act like one and don’t let the other side find out, it’s nothing.”
"Since the Taiping Order can be regarded as the imperial master by Her Majesty the Empress, it is natural that he has real talent and learning. Since such an order is made, it is naturally considered. Don't complain." The woman said.
"I also know the reason. Isn't it because we are afraid of Murong Wudi? But Murong Wudi is also a human being. How can he defeat our millions of troops in Beimang in one breath?"
Dong Zhuo shook his head. As the king of the South Courtyard, he knew that there was a Shenfengjun in Beimang, and he also knew that there was Murong Wudi.
For this reason, he specifically asked several first-level Beimang masters to confirm repeatedly.
After those who practice martial arts reach the realm of celestial phenomena, they can achieve what Confucianism calls the resonance between heaven and man, and can resonate with heaven and earth. The qi in the martial artist's body is like a raging river encountering a flood season, which can be said to be even more powerful. However, this kind of behavior that steals the weather of heaven and earth cannot last long. Once it involves the loss of warriors' roots, it will be difficult to make up for it in a short time.
Otherwise, two masters who are both in the Celestial Realm could fight until the end of time.
This Emperor Murong Tong is already the well-deserved number one in the world, so if his energy is ten times higher than that of the average master in the world, can he be the enemy of ten thousand people, or even the enemy of one hundred thousand people?
What's more, there are many martial arts masters among these 100,000 people, and there are also huge crossbows that are equivalent to the swords of land gods. There are more than a hundred of them. He has mobilized the entire battlefield.
In addition, Li Mibi, the master of the spider web, is also hiding in the dark.
If Emperor Murong Tong was really invincible, then... Fatty Dong immediately asked Li Mibi to take him to escape.
Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about having no firewood.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Dog bites dog in Liyang and Beiliang. The young emperor in Liyang managed to create this situation. If I, Beimang, don't take action, there will be thunder and lightning." Dong Zhuo murmured to himself.
In fact, his actions were also related to the tacit consent of Her Majesty the Empress. Otherwise, how could he have mobilized all the huge bed crossbows, and how could he have invited Li Mibi, the ancestor of Spider Web.
If this battle succeeds, it will be easy to say.
But if it fails and he, Dong Zhuo, disobeys the military order, I am afraid that he will immediately become a loser.
"Come on, Emperor Murong Tong, show your invincible fighting power and see if I, Dong Zhuo, am right or wrong." A trace of fanaticism flashed in Dong Zhuo's eyes, like a gambler addicted to gambling who has lost all his money and will risk all his money. My wife, son, and daughter all pressed forward.
Perhaps his thoughts moved the sky, and a person suddenly appeared at the top of the city.
All dressed in black.
Unparalleled elegance.
He held a long sword with golden light in his hand, but it had no tip.
In fact, after the sword was broken, only half of it was left, but even so, it was still a bit longer than an ordinary sword.
The man came to the city lightly.
The nameless broken sword in his hand waved.
Immediately, a golden sword energy more than ten feet long was cut out, which was extremely sharp.
In an instant, each and every Beimang sergeant was covered in blood and flesh, their limbs were broken, and their thick armor was vulnerable to the sword light and was shattered into pieces in an instant.
The man walked towards Dong Zhuo's direction step by step, slowly and slowly.
The nameless broken sword in his hand kept swinging, and streaks of divine sword light flew out, cutting through gold and jade.
For a moment, limbs were broken, heads were thrown away, blood gathered like streams, and the earth and sky were dyed red.
In just a few breaths, there was no living thing in the tens of feet around Yulian City.
"It's really a monster!"
Dong Zhuo's face changed slightly, and with a wave of his arm, the crossbow, which was said to be equivalent to the sword of the land god, shot out, piercing the sky, bringing with it a whistling sound of ghosts and wolves, and enveloped Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng raised his brows, raised his hand and waved his sword across. The thick arrows were broken into powder one by one, and scattered all over the ground.
Looking at the King of the South Campus who had an extremely ugly face and was about to run away, Murong Wudi smiled slightly and drew out his sword again.
This sword was more powerful than any previous sword.
The sword energy soared into the sky, and the sword light was brilliant. It spread to a distance of tens of feet in an instant. A huge crack was drawn on the ground. The soil flew like waves, and Dong Zhuo rushed over.
The soldiers who stood in front of the sword energy, whether they were wearing heavy armor or carefully selected martial arts masters, were shattered into pieces.
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The end of the year is auspicious.
Dong Zhuo, the king of the South Courtyard, led an army of 100,000 to attack Hutou City, and Xu Weixiong, the king of Northern Liang, fell into a coma. The troops in Hutou City were distracted and in danger.
Emperor Murong Tong went out of the city with one sword and defeated a hundred thousand troops.
Dong Zhuo, the king of the South Academy, was killed in the battle, and Li Mibi, the leader of the spider web, was seriously injured.
One body can travel three thousand miles, and one sword can serve as a million divisions.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
