Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Although the soldiers of the Haoyue Empire fought bravely and never retreated, in the face of absolute strength, many Jindan-stage commanders died on the battlefield.

As time goes by, the situation becomes more and more dangerous for the Haoyue Empire.

"Oh!" Lu Hao sighed again. He also felt helpless. It was impossible for him to charge into the army.

"Meng De, if this position of commander-in-chief is passed to you, can you lead the troops to fight and lead the guards around me to attack?" The emperor of the Haoyue Empire looked at him and said in a serious voice.

At this time, Princess Qingxian, the Imperial Preceptor, the Queen Mother and everyone else cast their hopeful glances over.

Can this young man who once created miracles continue his glory and save the defeated army in front of him?

"I really can't do it. You said I can participate in a one-on-one fight, but now it's a large-scale legion battle, and I'm afraid I will disappoint everyone!" Lu Hao let out a sigh and shook his head.

"No one is born to be a general. Please, Meng De, lead the troops to save the Haoyue Empire from danger." Many high-ranking officials of the Haoyue Empire knelt down and made a sincere request.

"I really can't help you with this!" Lu Hao still shook his head. The situation on the battlefield was very complicated. It was almost a melee. Poison arrows were flying everywhere, spells were flying in the sky, and there were catapults. What they threw were not ordinary stones, but gravity balls specially refined by the weapon refiner. Each ball weighed several thousand pounds.

When such a gravity ball moves at high speed, it is estimated that it will have a force of tens of thousands of pounds. Even if a cultivator in the Jindan stage were to be hit by it, he would probably find it difficult to withstand it.

"Can you bear to see hundreds of millions of people in the Haoyue Empire suffer and become homeless?" The emperor of the Haoyue Empire couldn't help but tremble.

"Please help me just this once. How about letting go of what you did to my wife?" The emperor whispered.

Hearing this, Lu Hao was stunned.

"General Meng, please help us enhance our country's prestige!" At this time, all the armored guards knelt down and kowtowed, shouting in unison.

I don't know who it was, but they had actually raised a large flag embroidered with the word "Meng". The solemn flag fluttered in the strong wind, making a rustling sound.

"I'll try. If it doesn't work, don't blame me!" Lu Hao looked at the pairs of expectant eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Come here, bring up the Nine Yang Sword and armor used by the late emperor!" said the emperor with a look of surprise.

Soon a maid brought up a golden armor with a rosy glow on it, which looked very extraordinary.

The national teacher personally brought up a precious sword. The sword was suspended in the air and did not sink. Lu Hao drew out the sword, which emitted rays of light. The sword was white in color and had nine dragon patterns engraved on it.

"There is such a magical weapon!" Lu Hao simply couldn't let go of the Nine Yang Sword. He was a sword cultivator and was very obsessed with swords.

"I will put on the armor for you myself!" At this time, the queen came over gracefully, and gently helped Lu Hao put on the armor with her jade hands. Her watery eyes seemed as if she was about to send her husband on an expedition.

"If you can't win, just retreat. I will always be waiting for you!" The queen whispered to Lu Hao. If there weren't so many people here, she would like to hug him.

After the message was delivered, the tears in the queen's beautiful eyes flowed across her pretty face. She felt inexplicably reluctant, perhaps because she was afraid that he would really die on the battlefield.

"Don't worry, I will definitely return safely. I have some newly developed moves that I haven't played enough with you!" Lu Hao said in a voice transmission and winked at her.

This made the queen burst into laughter, and everyone could see that the relationship between the two seemed unusual.

Lu Hao wanted to take one last look at the Queen Mother among the crowd, but he couldn't find her. However, his eyes met with Princess Qingxian's in mid-air for a moment, but he looked away with cold eyes.

Seeing his indifferent eyes, Princess Qingxian felt deeply hurt, and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes unconsciously.

At this time, Lu Hao was wearing golden armor, holding the Nine Yang Immortal Sword, and exuding the aura of a hero.

A moment later, the sound of horse hooves could be heard, and an old man personally led up a mutated golden dragon-scale horse. This horse was twice as tall as an ordinary dragon-scale horse, with very obvious muscle lines all over its body, and the golden light on its body was very dazzling.

This horse has a very bad temper and always wants to attack the people around it. There is a hint of human arrogance in its eyes.

"This is the dragon-scale horse ridden by the late emperor. It can pierce through clouds and fog, and its legs are very strong. After the late emperor died, it no longer allowed anyone to ride it. Even if I were to ride on it, it would throw me off!" The emperor patted the mutated dragon-scale horse lightly.

"Hiss!" The dragon-scale horse suddenly raised its front hooves, stood upright, and spewed white smoke from its nose, as if it was very disgusted by others touching it.

This dragon-scale horse had accompanied the previous emperor of Haoyue Empire in his early years, fighting battles in the south and the north, and had made great military achievements. A deep relationship was established between the man and the horse. After the death of the previous emperor, many monks wanted to subdue the horse, but they all failed.

Someone once said that this horse might be waiting for someone to appear with the same invincible temperament as its previous owner.

"I'd like to give such a strange species a try!" Lu Hao, wearing armor, turned over and sat on the dragon-scale horse. Sure enough, the dragon-scale horse burst out with golden light all over its body, and it actually wanted to throw him off.

He pulled the reins and tried to tame the wild dragon-scale horse. At the same time, the ten-colored golden elixir in his body began to spin, and an invisible and powerful aura spread out.

What made everyone unbelievable was that the hot-tempered dragon-scale horse actually stopped resisting. It kept stamping its front hooves and neighing, as if revealing its excitement, as if it had finally waited for its next owner.

"Good men of the Haoyue Empire, charge with me!" Lu Hao, wearing golden armor and riding on a dragon-scale horse, looked majestic. He suddenly drew out the sword in his hand, and the heroic voice cut through the sky.

"For the glory of the Haoyue Empire, we are willing to follow the general until death!" The soldiers' blood boiled, and their response sounded like a wave.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Lu Hao's figure holding a long sword high was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present. Many women looked at the figure with admiration. Which beauty would not love such a hero?

"Kill!" Lu Hao shouted loudly and turned into a torrent, charging into the enemy group with great force. Sword Qi was everywhere in front of him, strangling the enemies one by one and preventing them from getting close at all.

"The general is brave!" The guards behind him roared with blood boiling when they saw this scene. Lu Hao pushed forward forcefully like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"Whose general is this? He is so brave!" Qing Canghai saw a golden figure in the distance, fighting hard in the crowd, and large numbers of soldiers around him kept flying backwards and being strangled by sword energy. He couldn't help but exclaimed.

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