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Chapter 423: The Army Arrives (asking for monthly ticket)

Li Guanyi's words were transmitted far away with his internal force. Xiong Tianrui, Meng Zehao and others all changed color slightly and looked at each other, surprised and confused. They thought that this Pharmacist Li also wanted to let Southwest get out.

Could it be that they are also allies?
When he was in doubt, Duan Qingyu asked, "Where is the world that Brother Pharmacist is talking about?"

Li Guanyi smiled and said, "The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the desert in the western region is also magnificent."

"I wonder what the King of the Southwest thinks?"

Xiong Tianrui, Meng Zehao's heart skipped a beat.

not good!

He is here to do bad things!

But just as he was about to stop him, Duan Qingyu's eyes lit up and he laughed out loud: "Hahaha, good, good, so that's how it is, it's all God's will!" He stretched out his hand, and an overwhelming amount of internal energy surged, holding up the twenty-four pearls.

He used his body skills to fly into the air, looking at the aroused public opinion, and said loudly: "My country, Southwest, has been here for a long time, and the people do not fight with the world. However, if the situation stops, it does not mean that our country will always be peaceful if we do not fight with others."

"There have been many wars over the past three hundred years."

"More than 20 years ago, I made an alliance with Lord Taiping and the Wolf King. This is one of them."

"The people of our country have twenty years to rest and recuperate."

"Now, the national treasure that was previously lost has been recovered. Let's sign the alliance together and go to Qin Wuhou to make an agreement. This is the second one."

"But suddenly something unexpected happened, the national treasure was lost, and the Nine Li Divine Soldiers and Iron shone brightly. It is said that whoever can obtain this pearl and awaken the Nine Li Divine Soldiers and Iron will lead our southwestern country to prosperity. This is the third point."

"Now, the divine weapons and iron have not yet awakened."

“But the auspiciousness returned.”

"The one who obtained this pearl, was followed by auspicious signs, and proposed to make an alliance with Qin Wuhou. These three things combined, isn't it destined by heaven!!!"

Xiong Tianrui felt a little numb in the head, and Meng Zehao was even more shocked and angry.

They had not expected that the King of the Southwest, who looked bold and uninhibited, even a little too loose and lazy, would think so quickly at this critical moment and decide the matter immediately.

Meng Zehao was so angry that he drew his knife: "What a coward!!!"

Tai Boyong swung the mace in his hand and stopped Meng Zehao with the strength of the peak of the sixth level.

Duan Qingyu seemed to be unaware of it. He just displayed his Dharma image. With the help of his strong internal energy, his voice spread far away, saying loudly:
"Let all the elders and fellow villagers know!!!"

"We are going to the Qin Wuhou who is the fifth most powerful general in the world."

"It is none other than the son of Li Wanli, the Duke of Taiping, who made an alliance with us more than 20 years ago. His father's alliance was passed down to his son. In addition, the national treasure has returned. Various auspicious signs have appeared, all of which have proved that the Duke of Taiping is the noble man of our southwest."

"Marquis Qin Wu is the noble man of our southwest!"

“All these three are the past, human nature, and God’s will!”

"Now that it has been widely publicized, how can anyone not accept it?!"

The world is in turmoil, but the affairs of those heroes are, after all, too far away from the southwest. Even the King of the Southwest, Duan Qingyu, needs to be sent back by Master Xue of Changfeng Tower if he wants to know what is happening outside first.

The people in the southwest naturally knew something about the turbulent events in the Central Plains.

However, not everyone knows the relationship between Qin Wuhou and Taiping Gong.

Now Duan Qingyu was stepping on the skin of Mu Taihong and others, and forcibly linking their reputation and popularity with Qin Wuhou. After working hard for a long time, he was just making wedding dresses for others. Even Xiong Tianrui and Meng Zehao were extremely shocked and angry.

What shocked and angered them was not the fact that the King of Southwest wanted to form an alliance with Qin Wuhou.

But know.

Once this happens and their plan fails, then no matter whether it is the thousands of miles of land in the southwest, the Central Plains of Chen and Ying, or the Western Regions and Jiangnan where Qin Wuhou is located, the world is so big that there is almost no place for them to stay.

How can I not be shocked, how can I not be angry.

Xiong Tianrui saw more deeply: "Duan Qingyu, this defeated general who was defeated ten times in a row by Lord Taiping and the Wolf King, actually has such means and vision, such courage and decisiveness."

He began to realize a problem.

Could it be that Duan Qingyu is actually very strong?

It’s just because the deeds of the legendary Duke Taiping and Wolf King Chen Fubi in the southwest are mostly filled with a gentle and peaceful feeling, and what the two famous generals did are, after all, just...

They came, and then there was a fight, and then they won.

Duan Qingyu was defeated again and retreated dozens of miles.

It is so plain, simple and unadorned that it seems anyone can do it.

But if Duan Qingyu has such decisiveness and vision, then what are the means and levels of those two famous generals?

He suddenly felt an intense regret that he had boarded the wrong boat.

But things had come to this point, and he could no longer regret it. Meng Zehao was also a brave general. He realized that he was powerless to turn the tide and could not achieve his goal through negotiation and strategy, so he immediately resorted to force.

The Xuanbing-level precious sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed, and accompanied by a low roar, a black bear Dharma image appeared behind him, with a fierce momentum and an explosive Dharma image, which meant that the master-level warrior had exerted his full strength.

After just a few moves, Taibo Yong, who was experienced and steady, but was only at the sixth level after all, was injured and retreated. Meng Zehao had no time to chop the damn old bastard to death. He just swung his weapon and performed a [Wild Wind Dance] towards the sky, leaving traces.

"Do it!!!"

Duan Qingyu's brows sank, and he used his skills. The Dharma image behind him roared and suddenly expanded. The first reaction of the King of the Southwest was to stand directly in front of the people and protect them with his supreme magical skills.

The Southwest Royal City, which had been extremely peaceful and lively just now, suddenly became noisy.

Meng Zehao took the initiative and shouted, "Attack together!"

Hundreds of soldiers, fully armed and equipped with sharp weapons, have already marched out in battle formation. The fierce aura of the battle formation fell upon them, and Meng Zehao instantly gained some confidence in his heart. He raised his hand and pulled at his gorgeous robe, and the robe tore off to the ground.

Under the robe, there was a suit of iron armor that reflected a cold light.

The plan changed, but this good general also seized the opportunity.

Meng Zehao ran forward and shouted with great enthusiasm:

"Where are the left and right armies?!"

But not many people responded to him. His expression froze for a moment, and he suddenly realized something was wrong. But it was too late to think about it. Li Guanyi sat on the auspicious statue and looked at the soldiers rushing over there.

The evil spirit of Jiuli on the right hand seemed to be stronger again.

He placed his left hand on Xiangrui's back.

Li Guanyi whispered in his heart: "Help me, this is the southwest. If I act rashly before the alliance is formed, I am afraid that it will cause displeasure among the people. You are the auspicious sign of the southwest, so it is only natural for you to take action."

Xiangrui's face trembled, and he said, "I'm not good at fighting..."

Li Guanyi said: "Five large basins of beast milk!"

Xiangrui's thoughts froze and he fell into struggle.

Li Guanyi said, "Do you know that there is a sect in the Central Plains called [Exotic Beast Villa]? They specialize in studying how to take care of exotic beasts and how to make a large basin of the best tasting beast milk."

"Specially made!"

"And coincidentally, I have such a talent under my command."

The soldiers had formed a battle formation and rushed over with Meng Zehao. Li Guanyi shouted, "They are not here to fight you!"

"They are here to take your bamboo shoots and steal your animal milk!"

Xiangrui was furious. He stood up and faced hundreds of heavily armored soldiers. He smashed down hard with his own tonnage. This iron-eating beast was not an ordinary panda. Its weight and body strength were extremely high.

The faces of those hundreds of soldiers suddenly changed, and they all raised their shields and formed a formation.

The iron-eating beast's bear paw smashed down.

Then the heavy shields shattered together, and hundreds of people fell backwards. There were no fancy auspicious means or internal energy methods. Just a simple pounce was enough to create cracks in the shield formation of hundreds of armored soldiers.

In the gaps in the shield formation, there were spearmen holding spears.

But he did not dare to attack the auspicious sign. At this moment, the auspicious sign roared, and Meng Zehao gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and rushed towards the auspicious sign with the mysterious weapon in his hand. The Dharma black bear burst out with power and turned into a small mountain. The movement was huge and magnificent.

It passed through the army formation and collided heavily with this huge auspicious sign.

Two huge forces exploded and collided, causing a storm that blew down the surrounding bamboo buildings and caused cracks to appear on the ground. Meng Zehao, who had the skills of a master at the age of forty, had a frozen expression on his face.

No, no!
He has already revealed the appearance of a master.

His Dharma form, the Mountain-Pushing Bear, is a type that excels in pure strength.

But at this moment, I can't push that auspicious sign.

No, shouldn’t this auspicious sign be a symbol?

Meng Zehao held on tightly, but in full view of everyone, he was pushed backwards by the mad auspicious sign. The huge black bear statue, which was even taller than the tallest building in the entire Southwest Royal City, was pushed back continuously, leaving two obvious gullies on the ground.

Hold on, hold on!
Fuck, I can’t take it anymore!

Meng Zehao shouted, gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand exploded with a layer of blade light, stabbing straight towards Xiangrui's neck. Even Xiong Tianrui's face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Meng Zehao, are you crazy?!"

Meng Zehao's eyes were red with anger, and he said, "If we don't kill him, how can we know that our ambitions are even greater than auspicious signs!!!"

The light of his sword is a master-level magical skill, enough to split mountains and split rivers.

Li Guanyi clenched his right hand slightly, ready to draw out the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, but the auspicious sign seemed to have lost its temper. It roared, opened its mouth, and bit forward fiercely. In the midst of the battle, Meng Zehao's weapon was bitten by the auspicious sign.

Then, as if instinctively, as if someone had taught him, he shook his head suddenly.

With a clicking sound.

The mysterious soldier shattered directly.

Meng Zehao had a dazed look on his face, watching his black weapon and the fragments of sword light scatter in front of him. The huge, adorable auspicious creature revealed a majestic and murderous aura at the moment it tore the weapon apart.

Is it a good omen from later generations, or a good omen from the fight with the ancient red dragon thousands of years ago?

Xiangrui looked up to the sky and bit the thing, chewing it up like swallowing a bamboo shoot.

At the same time, Meng Zehao's body was pulled from the air and fell to the ground. The auspicious claws suddenly pressed down, suppressing Meng Zehao's weapon and pressing his broken black weapon to the ground.

Meng Zehao was gasping for breath, his face was pale, and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead.

The fight just now didn't seem like a fight with a harmless auspicious creature at all, but rather a fight with a martial arts master.

Iron-eating beast...

Ancestor, you give me the name.

Could it be said that it is directly realistic?

Meng Zehao raised his head stiffly and saw a huge auspicious creature standing quietly in front of him. When its true form was revealed, it was almost as tall as a three-story bamboo building. Its black and white hair fluttered slightly in the wind, as if covering the sky and casting a large shadow.

Meng Zehao stiffened.

Xiangrui suppressed the weapon with his left claw and raised his right claw.

After thinking for a while, he spat in the direction of the claw.

With a blank expression on his face, he swung it forward.

Pure physique, pure strength, wrapped in a storm, tearing the vitality. Meng Zehao's black bear image roared, and was slapped in the face by Xiangrui. The huge black bear image collapsed directly, turning into a strong wind to tear behind, and all the doors and windows of a street were swept by this storm.

Meng Zehao's hair was pulled back by the wind into a different shape. He stared blankly at the auspicious sign in front of him, staggered, and suddenly sat down on the ground with his heart beating wildly.

Xiangrui slapped Meng Zehao in the face with his backhand.

The master seemed to be hit by the high-speed flying mountain.

It shot backwards rapidly for hundreds of feet, like a giant crossbow for siege, accompanied by a huge roar, and Meng Zehao was directly knocked out and embedded in the city wall. He struggled for a while, his limbs hung down, and he fainted.

Li Guanyi looked at Xiangrui and said, "Didn't you say that you can't fight?"

Xiangrui from the southwest replied as a matter of course: "Just because I can't fight doesn't mean they can fight well. How come you are worse than me?"

Meng Zehao's rebellion was quelled very quickly.

His army was not strong enough, with only a few hundred soldiers. Even if he launched an attack suddenly, he could not gain any momentum. Until this moment, a few screams were heard and several soldiers ran out one after another.

The man with a pale face, leaning against the wall, was the captain of the Left Army who was supposed to burn the granary.

The man looked miserable, and rushed out and said, "General, something terrible has happened!"

"Someone put a strong numbing powder in the food. Even my fourth-level martial arts can't hold up. Most of my brothers are second-level martial arts masters. They are all paralyzed, General!!!"

Several people stumbled over from another place. They were the captains and generals who were preparing to burn the armory. Their faces were also pale and they screamed:

"General, general!"

"Someone put strong croton in the drink, General."

"Someone attacked us!"

The two captains rushed out and suddenly saw Xiong Tianrui over there. They were both furious and shot him with crossbows, shouting, "General, this is the man who did it, Yan Daiqing from the southwest under Mu Taihong's command!!"

Xiong Tianrui blocked with a knife, feeling depressed and almost vomiting blood. The two captains were quite brave as they managed to come out. However, after fighting with Xiong Tianrui for a few rounds, they discovered the assassination situation. Xiangrui was in front and Taiboyong wielded the mace in his hand and easily took them down.

Although the incident happened suddenly, thanks to Duan Qingyu's protection, the people of Southwest King City did not suffer any harm. However, at this moment, before Duan Qingyu had time to discuss the matter with Li Guanyi, intelligence came that a large army had arrived outside.

Duan Qingyu and the others' faces suddenly changed. Although Meng Zehao was badly injured by the iron-eating beast's slap, his master's physique was no longer human. He was awake at the moment, but he was tied up. He laughed when he heard the words: "Hahaha, even if you beat me, what's the use?"

"Hahaha, I'm just an insider. Tang Yichen, Qiu Yihan, why are you hiding? Hahaha, aren't you and I allies? Although we failed to complete our strategy, the other cities have already arranged their elite troops here."

"Now there are 80,000 people gathered. How many permanent garrisons can you have in this city?"

Meng Zehao laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, it's useless even if you defeat me!"

Xiangrui, who was drinking a large basin of animal milk, raised his head and pondered, as if thinking about something.

Make a decision.

Another slap.

Then the world became pure.

Duan Qingyu climbed up the city wall to take a look, and saw that there were tens of thousands of soldiers coming with great momentum. The armor they wore was different from that in other places, but it was made of special materials in the southwest, which was full of mountains, forests and waters, and was neither gold nor iron, but like wood, yet it was not afraid of swords.

The unique military force in the southwest wears this kind of armor.

It has the weight of light armor, but its defensive capability is only slightly inferior to that of heavy armor, making it easier for the breath of each other to connect and complete the military formation. In this mountain forest, they can move swiftly and agilely. In the past, Duan Qingyu relied on such elite troops to fight against the troops of Li Wanli and Chen Fubi several times.

Although they failed, these "heavy armored soldiers" who could move through the mountains and forests as if they were on flat ground also caused Li Wanli and Chen Fubi to suffer.

The two famous generals from the Central Plains, who had not yet reached their heyday at that time, had seen the heavy cavalry of the Western Regions, the Iron Pagodas of the Turks, and the Tiger Cavalry of Ying State, but they had never seen a type of army with such strong defensive capabilities that could carry out such tactics in such complex terrain.

Run like flying.

Li Guan glanced over and vaguely observed the military evil spirit. He deduced that the incoming troops should not have reached 80,000 troops, but there were tens of thousands of people. It would be troublesome to cut off the way to the city.

Li Guanyi suddenly understood Jiang Su's situation that day.

Even if there are 100,000 troops on the opposite side, Li Guanyi can escape.

But if he were to go alone, he would be able to defeat the entire army led by the Seventh Heaven.

That is absolutely impossible.

That was how Jiang Su was that day...

Duan Qingyu went to mobilize the troops of Anxi King City, and he could gather at least 10,000 people. Li Guanyi observed these troops alone. Mr. Wen He also came to the city wall in an unknown capacity and said with a smile, "My lord."

Li Guanyi looked at him and said, "Sir, you have a good method."

Wen Qingyu smiled: "They trust me too much."

"I just treated them to some drinks."

"Just a little bit of added ingredients."

"Only a little bit really."

Li Guanyi: "How many compound types are there?"

Wen Qingyu replied: "There are only thirty-seven species. They are too weak."

Li Guanyi: “…………”

Looking at the sincere and serious gentleman in front of him, Li Guanyi didn't know for a moment whether there was something wrong with his own worldview or the common sense of the Qilin Army and Tiance Mansion. He just looked at the Southwest Flying Army.

Wen He asked, "My lord, are you worried about these troops?"

Li Guanyi replied: "Yes, it is tricky."

Wen He said: "My lord, please don't bother me. From my point of view, this matter is simple."

"I see the wind is rising now, and there will be northwest wind soon. At that time, we just need to come up with a plan. Let them gather together in the valley, pour kerosene on them, and when the wind rises, just set off a unicorn fire, and these 80,000 troops will all be reduced to ashes."

"This kind of special armor can resist ordinary water and fire, but it is definitely no problem to resist the kerosene blowing in the face, the wind helping the fire, and the Qilin Fire."

Li Guanyi raised his forehead, stopped Wen He, sighed, and said:
"Sir, there is no need for that at the moment."

Wen He smiled and said, "Please call me, Yan Daiqing from the Southwest."

Li Guanyi was speechless.

If Yan Daiqing had burned the Southwestern Flying Army after burning the Dangxiang King's city, then the gentleman from the south of the Yangtze River, who was as gentle as jade, would never be able to clear his name, and future historians would have to record it.

The Prime Minister of Tiance Prefecture, appears gentle on the surface, but is actually good at ruthless plans.

This unofficial history is too wild.

Li Guan said with a headache: "Mr. Yan Daiqing will be furious if he finds out."

Wen He smiled and said, "It's okay, there will be another time next time."

Li Guanyi laughed and shook his head. He put his hands on the city wall and asked about the other people's situation. Wen He answered them one by one. Li Guanyi looked at these troops and said, "These tens of thousands of troops are the elite troops of the southwest."

"Although the lords of each city have the intention to rebel, these soldiers may not know... The armies in various places are all following military orders. Ordinary soldiers don't know why they are fighting or what they are fighting against."

"Burning them with this plan would be against the harmony of nature."

Wen He said: "It will not hurt Wen He in the end."

"However, my lord, you care about people's hearts, not just victory or defeat. But right now there are no soldiers or generals in the city. Even if the Southwest King City has its own troops, they may not be handed over to you, my lord, to command. A skilled cook cannot cook without rice. What can you do?"

Li Guanyi looked in another direction and faintly sensed a familiar evil aura. He said, "Then it's time to reveal the trump card. It's time to wrap up the matter in the southwest."

Li Guanyi clenched his five fingers together, and strands of golden light gathered together.

It turned into an ancient war bow.

Divine weapon: Cloud-breaking and Sky-shaking Bow!
Li Guanyi looked into the distance, about a hundred miles away from here, there was a faint aura of war, lurking like clouds. He wrote a letter, and in just over ten days, Chen Wenmian had led his army across such a long distance and was approaching the southwestern border.

Li Guanyi said: "We also have special forces, and they are stronger than them."

"At this point, Southwest China has become our ally. How can we not come to help our ally when he is in trouble?"

The White Tiger roared, Li Guanyi held the magic weapon and drew the bow.

The vital energy gathered and turned into an arrow, which was placed on the bowstring.

After building up his strength, Li Guanyi released the bowstring.

A beam of light shot into the sky.

Crossing here, he flew towards the army that was as majestic and steady as a mountain. Where the army was, there were iron armors and flags. Chen Wenmian was dressed in armor. On one side was Xiao Wuliang who had his arm broken, and on the other side was Xu Huiyang who was at the top of the sixth level.

He had led his troops here several days ago, but had not advanced rashly.

He sat there.

Xiao Wuliang looked at Chen Wenmian with a complicated expression. After the death of the Wolf King, the former prince, who was as gentle as jade before, changed day by day. He became gradually calm and steady, and his brows gradually showed the demeanor of a great general.

In Wolf King, when his father was still alive, Chen Wenmian could still be himself.

But now, the world is in chaos and the Wolf King is gone.

Chen Wenmian held his father's weapons and led the 50,000 Canglang Guard Cavalry Regiment that his father deliberately left behind, and little by little, became more like him.

Xiao Wuliang sighed.

He didn't know whether this was good or bad.

Should Chen Wenmian just be himself or is it better the way it is now?

What would happen if the king was here...

He thought of the heroic and unrestrained king, but thought that if he were there, he would just laugh and scold: "You still ask me about such things? Do whatever you want!"

"Be bold!"

"Just walk slowly!"

Suddenly, a sharp energy shot up into the sky. Xiao Wuliang opened his eyes and looked in that direction. In the southwest, among the mountains, an arrow shot up into the sky. The aura of Qin Wuhou was real.

Qin Wuhou marked his location.

Xiao Wuliang's eyes were sharp. Suddenly, he felt the steady military momentum change. A murderous aura surged like a wave. He turned around and saw the young man sitting upright open his eyes and stretched out his hand to hold the weapon.

A solemn and murderous atmosphere gradually awakens.

"The time has come."

Thirty thousand Canglang Guards mounted their horses in unison, an indescribable murderous aura emanated from the movement. These cavalrymen, who were the best in the world at charging and hiding, and who were upgraded from the Night Galloping Cavalry by the Wolf King, were as solemn as one person, with Chen Wenmian sitting in front of them.

Chen Wenmian, 20 years old.

Command: 50,000.

He raised the weapon in his hand and pointed it forward, seemingly pointing at the general trend of the world and the deadlocked nations. His young face finally showed the sharpness of the young Wolf King. Chen Wenmian spoke word by word:
"I obey your orders, my Lord."

"Drumming."

"March!"

(End of this chapter)