The moon is dark and kills the night, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire.

Within the borders of the country.

Ziyang Valley.

The trail in the valley is extremely steep.

The moon hangs high.

Tens of thousands of troops of the Pingce Army marched silently.

In the dark night, it seems that the Yin soldiers are borrowing, which is creepy.

In the mountains, there are dead vines and old trees, and a few crows fly out from time to time, adding a bit of weird atmosphere.

Ziyang Valley.

It is surrounded by 100,000 mountains.

Only this sheep intestine trail, after the past, you can go straight to Linchuan, an important military town of Vietnam.

A hundred years ago.

The Yue Kingdom, which was still a subject of the Great Xia State, stood on its own, beheaded the Imperial History of the Great Xia Qincha, Chen Bing and the border of the Great Xia State, and coerced the Emperor of Great Xia to recognize its independent state status and demanded the New Year's coin.

The Great Xia Kingdom brazenly sent 100,000 elite soldiers to conquer the Yue Kingdom.

But the country is full of mountains and forests.

When the 100,000-strong army entered the territory of Vietnam, they were trapped by the terrain and mired in war.

An army of 100,000 labored on an expedition, and within three months, 10,000 people were killed and wounded. Just as he was about to return to the court, a soldier accidentally discovered this sheep intestine path.

It can cross the country of 100,000 mountains and go straight to the important town of Linchuan.

On the border of Vietnam, Linchuan, a major military town, is like the throat of Vietnam.

Once breached, the past will be fertile for thousands of miles.

On the one hand, the general of the Great Xia State retreated with great fanfare, and on the other hand, he led 10,000 assault troops, abandoned his war horses, and plunged into the Ziyang Valley.

10,000 people walked for a day, and arrived at the city of Linchuan that night, and caught the Linchuan defenders by surprise.

When Ye Pingce looked at the map of Yueguo, he immediately thought of the shortcut of Ziyang Valley.

On the bright side, let the green crocodile attack and harass the Yue troops, and on the other hand, with the green dragon, the red luan went to Ziyang Valley to attack Linchuan.

The Meridian Valley is easy to defend and difficult to attack, with steep mountain walls on both sides, and only one path that can pass through one person's intestines.

In order to guard against the Yue Kingdom setting up an ambush here, Ye Pingce sent out a hundred scouts in advance to ensure that there were no abnormalities before leading the troops into Ziyang Valley.

For a hundred years, the Ziyang Valley was overgrown with shrubs.

The engineers opened the way ahead, followed by a large group of soldiers and horses.

Ye Pingce looked at the time, it was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

He urged the Pingce army to speed up their pace, and definitely rush to the city of Linchuan before dawn.

Four o'clock in the morning.

It is the time when people are most physically tired.

Linchuan City.

Mixed with the night, the Pingce army was silent.

100 steps away from Linchuan City.

Suddenly, there was a shout from the top of the city.

"The summer thieves are attacking the city!"

Sou!

In the dark night, an arrow seals the throat.

The head of the city suddenly shook the sky.

Ye Pingce roared: "One gong sounds, the ants are attached! Two gongs sound, siege the city!"

At the head of Linchuan City, some people panicked, and some people shouted: "Go and inform the big handsome!

The soldiers at the head of the city were in turmoil, but the Pingce army under the city was silent, there was no killing sound, only a pair of murderous eyes.

Suddenly, several black figures appeared on the head of the city, standing with their hands in their hands, their faces solemn.

"A few gentlemen, the summer thieves raided, and asked a few gentlemen to take action. ”

The Eight Great Sects of the Yue Kingdom!

Before Sima Long set out on the expedition, he asked for a conscription, and ordered each of the eight major sects to send out a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm to help him pacify the enemy.

Of these eight masters, six were taken by Sima Long, and the remaining two stayed in Linchuan City to guard.

At this time, a Pingce army had already climbed to the top of the city, and he raised his sword and slashed.

The black-robed old man waved his long sleeves, and the soldier suddenly turned on his back.

The black-robed old man carried a long sword, sneered, and floated down the city.

When the old man walked down the city, he realized that there was a shriveled and thin old man standing behind him.

It also floated down to the city, followed by it, like a maggot on the tarsal bones, lingering.

Under the city, the army of Pingce pressed the border.

The black pressed one, silent, like a dead man without consciousness.

"Unsheathed!"

The black-robed old man gave an edict, carrying the long sword as if he was alive, and it made a clanging sound, and the scabbard popped out with a bang.

Edgeworth!

This black-robed old man has reached the realm of being able to resist swords!

It is rumored on the rivers and lakes that there is a secret sect in the Yue Kingdom, and the disciples will be thrown into the sword mound behind the sect since they were young. You can only leave if you get the sword you have the same heart, or you will starve to death in the sword mound.

After obtaining the sword of the same mind, it must be nourished with blood every day.

When a swordsman becomes an adult, he also chooses a swordsman to fight every day and sharpen his kendo.

If the sword dies, the sword master dies, the sword serves!

In the rivers and lakes, there are no longer a few cultivators who enter the Tao with swords, but for a hundred years, there are few swordsmen who can truly take the head of the sword for thousands of miles.

The black-robed old man's long sword was unsheathed, and another long sword followed.

Whoosh!

After the long sword, more than a dozen Pingce troops suddenly fell to the ground.

The sword is sheathed.

The thin old man behind him said solemnly: "It's not good, there are masters!"

A huge qi burst out, and the two of them felt inexplicable pressure with their long swords on their backs, and they clanged in the scabbards.

"I know now, it's too late!"

In the darkness of the night, a sneer.

The master was close in front of him.

The black-robed old man and the thin old man drew their swords, and the long sword was already in their hands.

"Edict!"

The two swords collided, and there was a piercing chirp, and the sparks pierced the night sky.

The two saw the young man opposite standing with his hands in his hands, sneering on his face, as if he was very disdainful.

The two swords separated, but they seemed to split into countless long swords.

Ten meters around, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

The long swords in the hands of the two gave birth to a foot-long sword.

But at the same time, it came out of his hands.

The two of them held their swords.

The long sword came down from above, and a rain of swords fell on the young man's head.

I saw that the young man smiled, his arms outstretched, did not dodge or dodge, and forcibly carried this huge wave of sword rain.

"That's ......"

The young man smiled slightly, as if shaking off a body of dust.

The two sword masters and swordsmen who had cooperated for nearly a year and had already had the same heart, looked at the powerful young man in front of them, and they were dumbfounded and speechless.

They have been crisscrossing the country for decades, and they have not been defeated, but they have been defeated in this Linchuan city.

The two of them pinched the sword trick in their hands, and the natal long sword stopped in front of them.

The two wanted Edgeworth to fly to the city.

The long sword was pulled by a powerful qi machine, and it couldn't move a single bit.

Suddenly, two spears flew out and pierced through the chest, nailing the two men to the wall.

Under the city, the gate of Linchuan was breached.

The Pingce army entered the city, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

At this time, fifty miles outside the borders of Great Xia.

In the military tent of the Yue Kingdom, Sima Long was covered with dust and had just sat down to catch his breath.

Tonight, he retreated fifty miles, thinking that he would rest for the time being and fight again tomorrow.

But he didn't want to be harassed by a team of Xia soldiers and horses, not only did he burn a lot of military tents, but even the grain and grass camp was almost burned.

"Report!"

The herald's hurried voice made Sima Long's nerves tense again.

"What's going on? Another enemy attack?"

"No, no, no, Marshal Qiyu, just now the defenders of Linchuan City came to report, a large number of thieves have gathered under Linchuan City, and the Lord of Linchuan City asks you to return to help quickly!"

"What?"

Sima Long was taken aback.

Linchuan is the gateway to the country, and it must not be lost.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately led 50,000 troops to rush to help, and ordered the Vietnamese army to retreat 300 miles and hang up the battle exemption card!

After a day and a night of rapid marching.

Sima Long came to Linchuan City.

Outside the city, the smoke is not finished, and the corpses of Vietnamese soldiers lie horizontally and vertically under the city.

On the city wall, the two masters of the Heavenly and Human Realms invited from the Eight Great Sects were nailed to the wall.

Sima Long had only been on the expedition for less than a week before he suffered such a great defeat, his eyes were blood-red and his fists were clenched.

An angry roar echoed in Linchuan, which was like a dead city.

"Immediately reorganize the troops and horses and attack the summer thieves. No surrender, no one left!"

"Handsome and angry!"

A voice rang out.

Sima Long, who was furious, looked back and saw the person who spoke, and there was some doubt in his cold eyes.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, why are you here?"

Sima Long wondered.

Hu Jinming, the crown prince of the Yue Kingdom, looked at the swordsman of the Yue Kingdom Heavenly and Human Realm nailed on the city wall.

"It's really a hero out of a young man, a white-clothed war immortal, fascinating. ”

Hu Jinming sighed, looked at Sima Long and said with a smile: "Such a young talent, wouldn't it be better if it was used by me?"