An adjutant approached and handed him a piece of paper.

Wei Shuyang glanced at it twice, his brows frowned more and more deeply, and he thought to himself that he would continue to die tomorrow?

"Let all the cultivators of the cultivation sects and the various armies come to the big tent. ”

The big tent of the Han army is really big, and there are hundreds of people sitting at this time, and it still doesn't seem crowded. And those people were very silent, so the empty tent even felt a little more silent.

"This is His Majesty's order. ”

Wei Shuyang looked at these people who expressed their resistance with silence, and said indifferently: "Have you forgotten your identity as soldiers?"

A cultivator powerhouse of the Void Realm stared at him and said sharply, "The heavy cavalry can't rush over, what can we people do? Who can be the enemy of that strange person?"

"I don't want to hear any more questions, all you need to do now is accept. ”

Without waiting for those cultivators who were usually extremely arrogant to speak out, he continued with a blank face: "What ordinary soldiers can't do, of course, you have to carry it out, otherwise what is the use of the empire raising you?"

An angry voice rang out from the back of the crowd: "Isn't this for us to die?"

Wei Shuyang's face suddenly turned cold, looked at the beginning of the voice, and said, "Who is talking?"

No one answered, no one dared to answer, and no one dared to speak anymore.

At this time, there are hundreds of strong people in the army and cultivators from various sects in the big tent, and the strong people in the military can naturally suppress them with the words of the empress, but they will naturally not be so useful to the cultivation sect, but fortunately, the cultivation sect has no expression, and they will naturally not go to die in advance.

The reason why Wei Shuyang called them was to let them know what their role was.

Not speaking doesn't mean not thinking. The faces of the strong men in the army were very ugly, and they all knew that what the previous person said was right, the empress just wanted to send her own people to death, and use her own death to consume that person's physical strength.

"Think of your relatives who stayed in your hometown, and think of the empire. ”

After Wei Shuyang said this, he turned around and left the big tent.

There was a dead silence in the tent, and silence at this time represented acceptance, and it had to be accepted.

Compared with the warm atmosphere at Dugu Gorge, it is so cold.

The warm water of the south is blocked by the green hills, and the temperature in the fields gradually decreases after nightfall.

A bonfire was lit in the barracks.

The stars on the night dome were dimly hidden by the silver glow of the bright moon, and at this time, they were reflected by the countless bonfires in the field, and they became more and more faint, and if you didn't look carefully, you would even think that there were no stars in the night sky at all.

More than 20 people sat around a campfire.

These people are all disciples of Daoling.

The disciples surrounded an old man, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

The old man was dressed in sackcloth, combed his hair in a simple bun, and his face was ordinary, no different from an ordinary old man.

"Wei Shuyang's idea will inevitably not be effective. ”

Fang Zhong looked at the bright moon in the night dome and was silent for a long time.

The disciples didn't dare to ask questions, waiting for the second half of the master's words.

"He is alone, and he comes to stop thousands of troops, which seems extremely stupid, but he is not a fool, so the empire wants to use human lives to pile up, and wants to exhaust Nangong Han's strength, it is impossible to be effective. ”

Feng Zhao coughed twice in some pain and said, "Although Mr. Big is mighty, after all, manpower is sometimes poor, and with Mr. Big's arrogant and domineering tactics, it is difficult to hold out for too long. ”

Today, he was once again defeated at the hands of the disciples of Youxian Mountain, and he was not lightly injured, but he was not as angry as he was back then, and he was able to have enough calmness to analyze the situation.

"Everybody thinks like you, so the mistakes are all the same mistakes. ”

Fang Zhong said: "You all think that Nangong Han has a proud temperament and domineering tactics, so every time he comes out with a sword, he has to consume more essence, and it can't last, it's really a big mistake." ”

"People with immortal mountains are stupid, not stupid, the old gentleman is stupid? He was the strongest person in the world back then. Nangong Han is stupid, he is the strongest person in Youxian Mountain today. Gu Yu is stupid? He has the spokesperson of Xianshan in the world, and Lin Ji is stupid? He is the one who leads a city against the whole world. ”

After saying this, he took out a thin branch from the bonfire that had not yet burned, slowly raised it to a foot in front of his eyebrows, and then waved it down at will.

"They have arrangements that we don't know about, at the very least, the ending will not be Nangong Hanshu dying here. ”

The second day of the Battle of Dugu Gorge.

The weather was cloudy and seemed to be raining.

The smell of blood in the wilderness grew stronger.

It was early, the morning light was faint, the mist was floating in the field in front of the green hills, the light was dim, and the dew on the blades of grass reflected the light in the environment like blackened pearls.

There were five swords stuck in the field, which were the swords that Senior Brother had snatched from the Daoling disciples yesterday. Instead of standing in front of the five swords, as he had done yesterday, he walked around.

The battle of Duguxia lasted all day, and instead of taking a step back, he took a step forward.

In the depths of the mist, a sudden sound of a broken cry sounded.

"Wei Wushuang is here to learn!"

Wei Wushuang was a strong man in the army, and he was quite favored by the military, and he was very confident in his martial arts.

After receiving the military order last night, he was not as gloomy as other cultivators, on the contrary, he was very excited, he wanted to see if this great gentleman of the Immortal Mountain could take his own sword.

So his voice is very confident, very proud.

Along with this sound came a brilliant flying sword, the sharp and narrow blade of the sword, like a feather arrow that easily pierced the air and mist, and roared.

The senior brother looked at the depths of the mist, without any emotion, without glancing at the flying sword, and stretched out his right hand.

There was a tearing sound in the mist.

It's like countless pieces of paper, torn into countless pieces by powerful fingers.

The essence of heaven and earth in front of Dugu Gorge was torn apart with this sound.

The wisp of heaven and earth essence that the flying sword dragged naturally broke as it tore everywhere.

A muffled grunt of pain sounded in the fog.

The whistling flying sword suddenly lost control and fell down slowly.

Fell into the hands of the elder brother.

The senior brother grabbed the flying sword and threw it behind him at will.

With a thud, the sharp flying sword plunged deep into the slightly wet field ground.

Standing side by side with the five flying swords last night.

As the morning light grew, the mist suddenly disappeared.

The picture of the field became clear.

A young man stood there in a daze, his hands empty, his chest covered in blood, and he looked as if he was being frightened.

He is the proud Wei Wushuang.

Two military men with whom he had a good relationship stepped forward and grabbed his arms to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Wei Wushuang only came to his senses at this time, and a terrifying scream came out of his throat.

He took the sword with his bare hands, and he took his own sword. Yesterday, he was still laughing at the people of Ling for their inferior cultivation, but today it was his turn.

How could such a thing happen?

How did the man across from him do it?

Why didn't the sect elders teach?

The three of them headed back to the south, and he looked at the gloomy sky stupidly, and from time to time let out a few strange howls, and his body was completely damaged.

The elder brother did not notice these details.

He had even forgotten where the proud young military cultivator came from and what his name was.

More and more strong men of the army appeared in the field, and the common characteristic of these people was that they did not ride horses.

Is this what Dahan came up with all night?

Senior Brother raised his broad iron sword and pointed it at the dense group of cultivators, his left hand behind him.

The second one who launched an attack on Dugu Gorge was the strongest in the army, and he took a fierce route, and at first glance, he was fighting on the battlefield.

He raised a heavy big knife, shouted like thunder, kicked out an earth dragon in the field with both feet, and rushed towards Dugu Gorge unstoppably.

The speed of this strong man in the army was so fast that even the air was humming.

The people in the wilderness only felt that the strong man in the army had swept in front of the senior brother, and the big sword was slashed down with endless might!

There was still no expression on the elder brother's face.

He raised his broad, straight iron sword and swung it out.

Senior Brother's sword did not roll up a trace of clouds, but it swept up all the heaven and earth essence qi in front of Dugu Gorge.

The iron sword and the mighty broadsword of the army met in the air.

The big knife that once killed countless enemies was as small and fragile as a piece of paper in front of the senior brother.

Only a click was heard, and the heavy knife shattered into countless pieces.

The iron sword continued to walk, seemingly gently and calmly slapping on the chest of the strongest man in the army.

There was a loud bang.

The burly body of the strong man in the army suddenly flew off the ground into the air, flew a distance of dozens of zhang, and then fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

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