On the bluestone platform, the tripartite forces will form an alliance, and what will be decided is the life and death of the entire ancient martial arts world. Every word they say may be the life of tens of millions of people.

The world is like a game, and all living beings are chess.

Everyone is in the game, and it is their own life or someone else's life that is in the game.

Lin Ruochen is under the banner of the king, and he is happy. No matter how hard you try, all living beings are still struggling under the war! And he is also a part of it.

On the battlefield covered with yellow sand, he may be able to control his own destiny, but in this kind of war without gunpowder, he still feels extremely powerless.

Like the fish in the river, where is the end?

Transform into a dragon, turn into a dragon!

It's like a lighthouse standing in its place, with only light, but it's hard to touch.

The three armies returned along their respective roads, leaving behind only a mess in Longshi Mountain!

The rules of the game have been decided, and the only thing left is to fight!

The failure to spread the war to ordinary people is the result of Gongsun Mingyan's efforts for several months. At least, she fought for the opportunity to preserve the vitality of the Guwu clan.

Otherwise, the army will leave only a piece of chicken feathers everywhere!

Yun Chengshu and Gongsun Mingyan divided the entire ancient martial arts world into ten areas, except for the boundary of the Western Regions.

A month later, the Ten Formations were decided to win or lose. The winner of each battle can take a piece of it. Even Bagua City is within the scope of the gambling war.

This has to be said to be the sorrow of the ancient martial arts world.

is like the fat on the chopping board, cut down with a knife, but what is lost is the land that the Guwu clan depends on for survival!

The ancient martial arts world, in the hundreds of years since the rise of the Huatian Kingdom, has retreated again and again, and finally came to the point where there is no way to retreat.

This battle, perhaps, will lose even the thousand-year-old inheritance.

Guarding the temple, written on the "martial training" of the ancient martial arts clan, has become the only goal of the war today.

Ten gambling battles are not pure fist fights, because that is unacceptable to Yun Chengshu, who relies on firearms. Both sides have made compromises, which is why Lin Ruochen is reluctant to come to the stage to negotiate.

He still finds it difficult to accept that the life and death of thousands of people are put in a game-like gambling battle. All he can do is fight!

He can imagine how many places will become new dark cities after this battle!

Ten gambling battles, five fist fights, five battle arrays!

Needless to say, each chooses his strongest martial artist, fights on the stage, and the winner is king.

Five battles, ten battles, thirty battles, fifty battles, two hundred battles, five hundred battles! There are no rules, within the fixed battlefield, each uses its own means, until all the people on one side lie down, and the winner is divided!

That is, firearms can be used.

This is not good news for the Guwu royal family. However, this is already considered a mutually acceptable condition.

Some people may say, since it is a gambling war between the two sides, why is it the land of the Guwu clan that is taken out to fight? It's not fair!

But that's the reality!

It is even conceivable that although it is a battle between the two sides, ten gambling battles will inevitably implicate many forces.

For example, Feng Wudu may also intervene and participate in some of these battles. All they have to do is to meet the corresponding conditions with Yun Chengshu.

Of course, in order to deal with Yun Chengshu's modern army, the royal family can also invite Wolong Mountain to send troops, but this price must be negotiated in advance.

Except for the Wolong Mountain series, both sides are not very satisfied.

After all, no matter what the battle situation is, the Guwu clan is no longer a unified whole, and the damage to the Guwu world is decisive. If this precedent is set, there will be a second, a third...

As long as the Guwu clan is still on the weak side, they can't stop the fate of being cannibalized!

For Yun Chengshu, although he achieved his goal of dividing the ancient martial arts world, the results of these ten gambling battles may not be controllable.

To put it to an extreme point, if he loses all ten games, he may even have an empty bamboo basket!

He can imagine that if he loses this time, he will gradually drift away from taking over the power of the Hao clan in the northern capital!

Hua Qingshan already dominates Guangyun City and can be regarded as a heroic man of the Hua Heavenly Kingdom, but Yun Chengshu, who has always regarded him as his only opponent, is still struggling in the quagmire of the ancient martial arts world. This is unacceptable.

Only by cutting through the chaos quickly, winning this gambling battle, and turning into the northern capital, can we truly compete with Huaqingshan!

In this battle, no defeat is allowed to be won!

A month seems like a long time, but in fact, it is very tense for both parties.

It is necessary to unite various forces and adjust their own battle plans, and naturally there are still various matters of cooperation, and there is not much time left for both sides to waste.

The clouds rose up and went north. Now that the rules have been set, it is meaningless to surround Bagua City again.

Before leaving, Yun Chengshu took a deep look in the direction of the Yunlong Martial Arts Hall. He'd lived there for nine years, and he'd already made it his mansion, and one day, he'd want to get it back!

It was already late at night, and the palace compound was brightly lit.

Since returning from Longshi Mountain, the existing core high-level leaders of the royal family have all come to the council hall.

This battle is related to the overall life and death of the Guwu clan, so we have to be cautious.

Five fights, I don't know what level of martial artist the other party will send, and if I want to target, I have nowhere to start at all, so I can only prepare myself.

Among the wealthy families in the northern capital, there is no way to know how many masters will be sent to Yun Chengshu. Fengwu is full of wind and white feathers, whether it will be in cahoots with Yun Chengshu, I still don't know.

Moreover, the quota for these five games was submitted at one time before the war, and no one knew who the opponent was. This is the real gamble!

The next five battle formations can be temporarily deployed.

Gongsun Mingyan can not borrow many people. Wolong Mountain can be out of the battle array, but that kind of price must be unbearable for the royal family.

Mad King Feng Yu's power, Gongsun Mingyan didn't want to borrow it, if it weren't for the moment when the ancient Wu clan's temple didn't exist, Feng Yu wouldn't have made a move.

What's more, the Mad King's current power, rooted in the Huatian Kingdom, is not suitable to participate in such a gambling war.

The Heavenly Soul was the first to raise his right fist.

In any case, he deserves to be in this battle! In his opinion, the meaning of his life is to protect the Guwu clan. Bloody battles are his fate!

Pei Qingzhu is the second.

Feng Jiu is the third.

Lin Ruochen is the fourth.

The fifth candidate has been uncertain.

Sun Huabei didn't raise his hand, he wasn't afraid of death, he knew that it was pointless for him to go up. Any fist fight is not something he can deal with in his current realm. In this case, it is better to give full play to your advantages when you are fighting!

Raise your hands very carefully, this is not the moment to show your martial bravery, every battle, what is decided, is the land of the Guwu clan, thousands of lives.

Judging from the current situation, the other martial artists have no strength to participate in the war.

"Your Majesty, let's determine the four places for the time being, if there is really no suitable candidate at that time, please let me go to the stage to fight!" Feng Yi stood up.

Feng Xiangwei is the only permanent army of the royal family, and it is their belief to fight for the king.

Gongsun Mingyan nodded, at this time, she couldn't show any weakness. Even if she knew that there was not much difference between Feng Yi fighting and giving up, it was Feng Xiangwei's tradition to fight to the death. She couldn't argue with Feng Yi's choice!

The five battle formations can only temporarily set a rough framework, and in this month's time, it is necessary to select fighters as soon as possible, drill the formation, and improve combat effectiveness.

In the face of firearms, it is not a blind bloody charge that can be defeated.

Those who participate in the battle are the real warriors. Because there is no defeat here at all, only life, or death! And even if it is the winner, how many people can survive to the end?

Ten people battled, and Feng Wuwei fought. When Lin Ruochen formed Feng Wuwei, he used the assault team as the skeleton to select people, and this small-scale battle was their strong point.

Thirty people fought and handed over to the personal guard of General Zhendong of the Heavenly Soul. The main forces here are basically the powerhouses of the Qiantianmen clan, and even if the Heavenly Soul can't fight, they can maintain a strong attack.

Fifty people fought and handed over to the young guards such as Fengxing, Lei Shuang, and Shan Wufeng. At this scale, firearms can't play much of a role, and that's when these martial arts masters have the most advantage.

This group of people is the hope of the Guwu clan, even Gongsun Mingyan didn't want to look at them, and died needlessly in the musket fire.

The battle of two hundred people was handed over to the golden dragon guard of Tian Qingrong.

There are a large number of Golden Dragon Guards, and they have the foundation of the original city lord's palace guards, and they are also familiar with various instruments. At least in the use of large instruments such as the Eight Bull Crossbow and the Divine Musket, it is much more familiar than that of ordinary martial artists.

Considering Tian Qingrong's years of research on the battle array, if the tactics and equipment are used properly, this battle may not have no chance of winning.

The most difficult, of course, was the battle of 500 men!

Such a scale is already equivalent to the strength of a reinforced battalion, and it is also the most comfortable combat unit of the firearms unit. It can not only give full play to the advantages of firearms fire, but also lose flexibility, and there is still room for multi-arms cooperation.

This is also a period of time when Yun Chengshu is determined to win.

Sun Huabei raised his head and took over the most cruel one. He never thought of leaving the battlefield alive, since he fought for the king and found his faith, the only thing that could make him feel meaningful was the bloody battle!

There was no impassioned pre-war mobilization, no blood-boiling military orders.

After the task was issued, they dispersed to prepare. To a certain extent, what war requires is not entirely blood, but also the conviction in the heart and calm preparation before the war.

In the empty hall, only Gongsun Mingyan remained, Gongsun Yue who was present on one side, and Feng Jiu, who was guarding at all times.

The headlights have been turned off, leaving only a huge red candle, and among the sandalwood, the candle tears are like blood!

Gongsun Mingyan sat on the throne, his eyes were empty, he didn't speak for a long time, only two lines of tears, flowing down the corners of his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Gongsun Mingyan slowly turned around, looked at Gongsun Yue, and said firmly: "I have already decided!" The last battle of the ten battles, the battle of 500 people, I will fight in person! ”