In the cold night, the bright moonlight poured down, covering every corner of the lonely mountain, but the warm moonlight could not hide the bursts of murderous air carried by the cold wind.

A corner of the hill.

This is a position close to the Han River, and standing on the cliff, you can hear the sound of the Han River rushing under your feet, and from time to time there is the sound of the Han Water crashing against the rocks below the cliff.

Hundreds of people were silent, kneeling silently among the rocks.

This is the ghost pawn dead soldier, the most elite soldier of the Five Doumi Sect, each of them is a martial artist, cultivating a breath of true qi, the body is still tempered by medicine, invincible, and the most important thing is that each one is a killer and a killing machine that has survived the tragic battle between each other.

In the midst of these ghosts, a faint bonfire rose, and several people sat in a row around the campfire, their eyes looking at each other, and they were communicating, as if they were discussing something.

Under the light of the bonfire, one of the young men's face was white and flawless, and her smart eyes flashed with wisps of essence, she slowly raised her head, her eyes swept over, looking at a few people around her, her lips moved lightly, and she opened her mouth faintly.

"I've already made a commitment to this, how are you thinking about it now?"

Her voice was ethereal and melodious, breaking the silence of the cold night.

"Your Highness, you are Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden of Taiping Dao, supreme, the Taoist sect is in the same vein, and the inheritance is the same, we naturally believe in you, now that the young master has been protected by you, it doesn't hurt for my Wudoumi Sect to serve you, but do you know how many masters Zhang Lu is around at this moment?"

The middle-aged man looked at the young man's gaze, his boxy face was full of evil, and his eyes were cold, staring at the young man.

As the current ruler of the Five Doumi Sect, Ouyang Yu didn't want to do something to Zhang Lu, he wanted to kill Zhang Lu countless times, after all, Zhang Lu beheaded Zhang Xiu, but he didn't share the hatred of the sky, but he was a little hesitant.

The Wudoumi Sect was originally insufficient, and it was slaughtered by Zhang Lu, the outer sect members suffered heavy casualties, and the elders and deacons in the inner core were even more than half, and now there is only this bit of strength left, and hundreds of ghost pawns are the last foundation.

The cultivation of the ghost pawn was cultivated by Zhang Xiu according to the cultivation method of the Iron Guard, even if it is not as good as the Iron Guard, it is not much different, but the accumulation of more than a hundred years of Heavenly Master Dao is only three hundred Iron Guards.

The Five Bucket Rice Sect has five hundred ghost pawns, and the cultivation of each ghost pawn requires countless resources, the blood and qi of the warriors, the tempering of the body by medicine, and the almost exhausted resources of the Five Bucket Rice Sect, if all of them are lost here, then they will have no foundation in the future, and they can only be slaughtered by others.

"Elder Ouyang, if it weren't for the fact that he Zhang Lu had the protection of a master by his side and the defense of the Heavenly Master's Iron Guard, I would have needed you to do it!"

The young man is Zhang Ning, the men's clothes she wears, and the temperament she shows overshadows countless men in the world, her face is like a crown of jade, and her demeanor is really the object of admiration of countless girls.

At this moment, she showed a momentum as steady as Mount Tai, and asked indifferently: "Is it because the strength of my pastoral army is not strong enough, or is my master of Taiping Dao not as good as your Wudou Mi Sect, let me tell you, no, if we want to kill him, we can do it at any time, the army attacked, swept through, no one was spared, including you, and let you do it, it is you who have more chances, let us reduce casualties, and we also give you a chance!" ”

"A chance for us?"

An old man in a white-haired Taoist robe opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were very sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, as if he wanted to see through the young man.

This old man is the number one master of the Five Bucket Rice Sect today.

Shen Tu Ming, he is a swordsman, a loose swordsman, many years ago with Zhang Xiuzhi like-minded, co-creation of the Five Dou Mi Sect, Zhang Xiu preaching, he is responsible for the force sweep, Hanzhong, Bashu, Guanzhong, I don't know how many rangers were defeated under his sword, it is rumored that he once went to Yanshan, and the sword saint discussed the sword, but the defeat, the Tao did not damage his prestige in the southwest.

"What chance?" He asked coldly.

"Chances to surrender!"

Zhang Ning ignored the pressure of Shen Tuming, his mouth was like a river, and he talked eloquently: "Even if you don't do it, can he Zhang Lu still be able to run away, the sharp weapons equipped by the herdsmen, including five hundred steps that can penetrate the large crossbow bed of ten layers of armor, plus hundreds of triple crossbows, ambush archers on the periphery, lined up left and right, trapped in the net, no matter how many masters they have, it is impossible to run out!" ”

As soon as her words fell, all the warriors present trembled, and a shuddering breath rose.

Since ancient times, the rivers and lakes do not fight with the imperial court, and the rangers never dare to attack the soldiers in the army, that is, even if the martial arts master is strong, he is afraid of being surrounded and killed, and he is trapped in the siege, in the face of those huge bed crossbow arrows, even if they are as strong as Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Heavenly Master Dao, the Nanhua old immortal of Taiping Dao, and the immortal-like existence, once they fall into the ambush of the large bed crossbow, they will not be able to survive.

Even if Shen Tu Ming's pupils are slightly discolored, no matter how strong the warrior is, he is still a mortal in the flesh, against this kind of sharp weapon, he can block one arrow, he can't block a hundred arrows, even if the power is infinite, there will be a time when he will do his best, just like the overlord of Western Chu back then, he is definitely the strongest representative among the warriors, with one enemy and thousand, slaughtering thousands of troops, and in the end, he is still exhausted and defeated, and he will kill himself Wujiang.

"There is only one chance, it is for you, and it is also for the Wudou Mi Sect, the Wudou Mi Sect needs to withdraw your value in order to survive in Hanzhong, whether you can grasp it or not, it depends on you!"

Zhang Ning looked at their slightly changing faces, a faint voice sounded again, her eyes swept over, with a condescending look, she didn't seem to care whether these people would do anything, but she still had to say: "Zhang Lu is defeated, it has become a fact that my shepherd army has entered Hanzhong, he Zhang Lu is not dead, he can't change this fact, you should know very well, Zhang Lu leads Hanzhong, and the Wudoumi Sect can survive another day, but our herdsman is not so easy to speak, he is a very realistic person, you still have the value of existence, You can survive, if you have no value, then destroy it, it's as simple as that! ”

"It is rumored that the lord of the herdsman's army, Mu Longtu, and his father Mu Shan, are both Taiping Taoist disciples, disciples of Taoism, and they are inherited in one lineage, can't they open up the net?"

The middle-aged man sitting in the corner, wearing a Taoist robe, but showing elegance, he said softly.

This is the four elders of the Five Dou Mi Sect, good at using double hooks, Confucian, even if he is reckless, his knowledge and calligraphy are not under others, and he is a scribe of the Five Dou Mi Sect.

"Four Elders, if the shepherd was still alive back then, it can still be said, but the current lord is not the pastor of the pastor, the shepherd is born in the Taiping Dao, but the lord is not a person of the Taiping Dao, and even the Yellow Turban Army is just dispensable in his eyes, he once said that the Yellow Turban Army is not of great use, if it is not for his father's background, he should give up and set up a strong army!"

Zhang Ning degraded Mu Jing's attitude towards the Daomen, which was to put pressure on these elders of the Five Doumi Sect, but in fact, she was not wrong, with her understanding of Mu Jing, Mu Jing really didn't necessarily look down on the rabble of the Yellow Turban Army at the beginning.

Even today's Yellow Turban Army was established by veterans who had gone through countless wars, and then it was systematically trained before it could be used.

"So, we don't have a choice!"

Ouyang Yu's face was slightly furrowed.

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked at each other, but they couldn't make up their minds for a while.

Finally, the eyes of the four elders fell on the young man beside Zhang Ning, and he asked softly, "Young Master, I don't know what you think?" ”

The young man is Zhang Yu, the young master of the Five Doumi Sect.

After Zhang Xiu's death, Zhang Yunai was the only person who was qualified to inherit the Wudoumi Sect, and now he was undecided, and let him take this idea, which was the best choice, even if the Wudoumi Sect was defeated in the future, it would be the corruption of the descendants of the Zhang family.

"Elders, at present, the kid is young and ignorant, and he has broken the nest of Xicheng at the beginning, so that the Wudoumi Sect has almost been strangled, and countless disciples are homeless, but they are sinners, and they dare not say anything about the life and death of the sect!"

Zhang Yu shook his head and put aside the relationship: "Such a big matter, it is still up to the elders to choose together!" ”

His heart is as bright as a mirror, and the Wudoumi Sect seems to worship him as the young master, but if these old guys have a heart, when he was in Xicheng, on the day of defeat, I am afraid that he will not be chased by the heavens and the earth.

These people, thinking of him as a young master at this time, are nothing more than trying to find someone who can take the blame.

If you say that the Wudou Mi Sect really thinks about him, I'm afraid there is only the transcendent Shen Tu Ming, Shen Tu Ming and his father are friends of the eight worships, they are really like-minded people, and they don't care much about power, so they will protect him.

But Shen Tu Ming is old, lacks energy, and is obsessed with martial arts and doesn't pay much attention to things in the sect.

As for the rest of the elders and deacons in the sect, they didn't care about him as a teenager, just like Zhang Ning, the holy woman of Taiping, who couldn't gain a foothold in the Taiping Dao, he was only a puppet in the Wudoumi Sect at most.

So his position has been revealed from the beginning, relying on Zhang Ning and the pastoral army, he is still valuable and can be courteous, but if he becomes a puppet of these people, he can only take the blame, and he can't guarantee that the Wudoumi Church will not become the enemy of the young man that even he can't admire in the future.

"Zhang Lu should be killed!"

A few people didn't think that Zhang Yu, who was impulsive and violent in the past, would not accept the recruitment, which made them unexpected, Shen Tuming's eyes glanced at the young Zhang Yu deeply, but he didn't make a persuasion, his somewhat old body slowly stood up, and as his body stood up, a powerful momentum appeared, covering the audience: "Since Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden has said this, we are not ambiguous, Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden is right, it is already a fact that the master of the Maimu clan is in Hanzhong, and our Wudoumi Sect also needs a chance to survive, so the old man will do it, Whatever the saint says, do what she does, Zhang Lu wants to die, and those traitors should also be punished! ”

Zhang Lu is not easy to kill, at the beginning, several rebellious elders of the Wudou Mi Sect were guarding him, and there were many Heavenly Master Dao masters even if they were not as good as him, they were not far behind, these people, he had long wanted to do it, and he never found a chance.

But if he does it, there is a sixty percent chance.

It's just that he's afraid he's going to gamble on this old life.

"Since Elder Shentu has said so, we have nothing to say!"

Ouyang Yu has been in charge of religious affairs for many years, a little sophisticated, a little powerful, and a little more thoughtful, in his heart, the interests of the Wudou Mi Sect are supreme, but he has always only looked forward to Shen Tu Ming, since Shen Tu Ming has spoken, he can only comply.

"When will you do it?"

The Fourth Elder is the only remaining third Yuangang martial artist of the Five Dou Mi Sect in addition to Shen Tu Ming and Ouyang Yu.

"Tonight, as soon as the time is over, let's do it immediately!"

Zhang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, these people are willing to do it, it is good news, as for whether they can kill Zhang Lu or not, it doesn't matter, the important thing is this momentum, borrowing the general trend, those herdsmen at the foot of the mountain can definitely crush everything.

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Yamashita.

The various departments of the herdsman army have been fighting for a day and a night, and the soldiers are all tired, at this time, except for those soldiers on duty, the rest of the soldiers have already entered the dream and fallen asleep.

But several of the main generals could not sleep late at night.

"General Wen Yuan, is this news accurate?" Huang Shao looked at the secret letter in his hand and glanced at Zhang Liao with his eyes.

"Zhang Huo of the Divine Guard Army personally passed it out, and it has already been identified, it is the handwriting of Zhang Ning, the commander of the Divine Guard, and the inscription and seal on it are not wrong, it is still the channel transmitted by Jing Wusi, and it will not be imitated by outsiders!"

Zhang Liao said: "General Huang, don't forget, what kind of background the Great Commander of the Divine Guard Army is, with her identity and her ability, it is not surprising that these people of the Five Doumi Sect are descended, the holy daughter of Taiping Dao, among the Daomen, is extraordinary!" ”

"The question is, does the lord know about this?"

Huang Zhong squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "You have to know that what this girl is best at is to cut first and then play, when the time comes, we will be accomplices, who will bear the anger of the lord!" ”

He and Zhang Ning are no strangers, when he was under Mu Jing, it was because of Zhang Ning's cause and effect, let's put it this way, without Zhang Ning, he would not have been under the banner of the Mu clan at all, and he would not have become the world-famous Nanyang Sword King today.

In this world, Maxima is not nothing, but there is just a lack of a Bole, he believes that there are many strong martial arts like him, but how many people are still doing nothing throughout their lives, and it is easy to kill people and become famous, so he is very grateful to Zhang Ning for letting him meet the master.

"I've already sent the news back overnight, but back and forth, two hours are indispensable, but now there is only one hour away!"

When Zhang Liao heard this, he smiled slightly bitterly: "I can't wait for the lord's response, only we are the masters!" ”

"The information on the battlefield is ever-changing, the generals are outside, and the military orders are autonomous!" Huang Zhong pondered for a while, and only said one sentence.

"What General Huang means is, cooperate with her!" Zhang Liao squinted.

"It's come to this, if we don't cooperate with her, will she not do it, you are too underestimate this girl, since she has already planned, she will do it anyway, if we don't cooperate, she will be in danger, I'm afraid that no one in the seat will not be punished!"

Huang Zhong said melancholy: "You don't know, she is different for the lord, not a subordinate general, but a love affair, although the lord is now happily married, and the lord is also virtuous and virtuous, but the matter between the lord and this girl, it is not clear for three days and three nights, if you say that in the heart of the lord, who is the most important, except for the late ancestor, only her!" ”

"We must cover her, even if she fails, we must forcibly kill her and save her back, although I surrender to the lord, but the flag of the Yellow Turban Army is still flying for a day, and a certain must be worthy of the original training of the great sage and good teacher!"

Huang Shao said categorically.

"Then we will move troops and attack overnight!"

Zhang Liao's eyes flickered, and he calculated in his heart, in terms of strategic deployment, the siege is a very good strategy, but the information on the battlefield is ever-changing, if the ghost pawn can fight against the water, tonight is also a chance to do it once and for all, he took a deep breath, and suddenly made a decision: "Within half an hour, quickly gather all the soldiers, and when the time comes, attack the hillside in an all-round way, the momentum must be large, the attack must be comprehensive, and all their forces must be attracted in order to make them empty inside!" ”

"Good!"

Huang Zhong and Huang Shao nodded, and each went down to gather the generals.

In the night, the Yellow Turban Army, the White Bo Army, and the Jingping Second Army, one by one, were awakened from a dream and quickly assembled.

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When the child was young, the starry sky was shining.

At the foot of the mountain, the army was ready to wait, Zhang Liao, Huang Zhong, Huang Shao, the three main generals rode in front, staring ahead, waiting for the last hour.

"It's time!"

Huang Zhong rode out: "I am a pioneer!" ”

"I'll do it!"

Huang Shao led his troops and came out left and right.

"I'm the main force, attack with all my might!"

Zhang Liao gave the order without hesitation, waved his sword and moved his troops, and the soldiers pointed straight to the mountain.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The soldiers of the three armies, their footsteps moved in unison, and the sound shook the mountains in an instant, as if the earth shook the mountains, and after the soldiers launched, they broke out like wolves and tigers one by one, and rushed to the top of the mountain.

"The enemy has attacked the mountain?"

"Warning!"

"Drum beating!"

"Light the wolf smoke!"

The Hanzhong scouts spotted the attacking soldiers and horses, and without saying a word, began to march towards the mountain to warn them.

"Herdsmen night attack!"

"Sons, get ready quickly!"

"Array!"

"Hold the mountain road!"

The reaction of the Hanzhong army was not slow, one by one the soldiers moved, although they were all remnants, but the morale was not damaged, in the face of thousands of troops and horses, with the terrain of the lonely mountain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, it was still the halfway up the mountain that blocked the herdsmen.

"Those soldiers of the herdsman army still have the physical strength to attack at night?"

Zhang Lu walked out of the tent, his eyes were hunting, staring at the battlefield on the mountainside, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

At this time, the instinctive sense of touch made him frightened, and the strength of his body exploded, protecting the vital points of his body.

Laugh at!

A trace of sword intent slashed through the void, slashed through the darkness like lightning, tearing his Dao robe, and it was just half an inch away from cutting him off.

"Nine Shadow God Slaughter, a sword void, this is the God Slaughter Sword!"

Zhang Lu drew his sword with his backhand, blocking the sword that came out of the void, after he felt the origin of this swordsmanship, he suddenly glared angrily, looked at the night in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Shen Tu Ming, you actually dare to assassinate this Heavenly Master, you are looking for death!" ”

The sword technique that seems to exude the aura of hell is called the God Butcher Sword Technique.

In the southwest land, there is only one person who can use this swordsmanship.

Five buckets of rice sect elders.

Known as the first swordsman in the southwest.

Shen Tu Ming.

"Zhang Xiu said that the Dao of the Heavenly Master has long been decayed, and the people in the Dao Gate should have believed in the Tao Law and Nature, but he lost his compassion in the midst of power, so he wants to leave!"

Shen Tu Ming wore a black robe, holding a small long sword in his hand, and walked out of the darkness, his eyes were like a cold eagle, locking on Zhang Lu's figure, and his faint and cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells: "He wants to overthrow the divine power of the Heavenly Master Dao, establish a more just and more trusted Dao Gate for the people, and worship the purest Taishang, in this southwest land, the Taishang inheritance should not let the Heavenly Master Dao be defiled, he hopes that one day, there will be no dirty Heavenly Master Dao breath on Qingcheng Mountain, although he is, But I want to fulfill this last wish for him, you can only be the last Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Dao, if you die, the Heavenly Master Dao will be extinct, and in this world, there will never be the Heavenly Master Dao again! ”