Chapter Ninety-One: The Long Drive

When Guan Yun and his party arrived at the Wuhun Hall less than a hundred miles away, they were warmly welcomed by the Wuhun Palace, and the three thousand trial legions that fell back from the border between the two countries overnight almost made no secret of their hostility, and almost everyone thought that these two armies were about to be pinched.

But the result was beyond their expectations, this trial legion didn't seem to have any ill will towards them, but escorted Tiandou and his party along the way to the final journey, Guan Yun was actually very puzzled in his heart, knowing that he only understood after seeing the look that Qian Ling Xue vaguely handed to him, it turned out that this legion was under her control.

Finally, the entire team arrived at Wuhun City, which was much smaller than huge cities like Heaven Dou City and Soto City. Not even a tenth of the area of Heaven Dou City. However, the shock it brought to the soul masters was still quite a lot.

The area of Wuhun City is not large, but the city wall is definitely built according to the system of the main city of the capital. The 80-meter-high walls look majestic from the outside, and the walls are more than 30 meters thick, and are completely made of granite.

The most conspicuous building of the martial soul is the two halls standing on the peak, one of which is slightly in front of it should be the legendary Pope's Palace, after all, it is difficult to recognize the majestic appearance, but the other one seems to be a few points higher than the Pope's Palace.

"Is that the Hall of Elders?"

In Guan Yun's impression, apart from the Pope's Palace, only the Hall of Elders can be so noble, after all, it is one of the two major halls recognized by the Douluo Continent.

"It's not."

Qian Lingxue shook her head and began to give Guan Yun a careful explanation.

"The Hall of Elders, also known as the Hall of Angels, is one of the greatest foundations of my thousands of generations, and it will not be placed in the bright place, the big hall you see now is called the Douluo Palace, which is used to bury the dead Douluo Continent Named Douluo."

No matter where the Pope's Palace is built, the Douluo Hall will be built with it, and the position of the Douluo Hall is bound to be higher than the Pope's Palace, it is precisely because of the existence of the Pope's Hall and the Douluo Hall that Wuhun City was called the Holy Land of Soul Masters by the Wuhun Hall after it was established.

After hearing this, Guan Yun couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Your Martial Spirit Hall is really good at waste utilization, this Title Douluo will be used by you to contribute to the continent even if he dies." ”

Qian Lingxue couldn't help but glance at Guan Yun, what kind of words did this person say.

"It's an honor to be buried in the Douluo Palace, it's a place where only the top powerhouses in the world can be buried."

"How rare, don't tell me that the elders of your thousands of families are also buried in it."

Qian Lingxue immediately looked embarrassed.

"That's not as good as my family, so they naturally have their own ancestral land."

Tsk, it's really realistic, so isn't this Douluo Hall still used to fool people?

However, it seems that the trade of the Wuhun Hall is not very developed, although there are still many shops on the roadside that are open, but most of them are selling items related to soul masters, and even Guan Yun saw a shop specializing in selling soul guides from it, but the quality is obviously much lower.

"It seems that your Martial Spirit Hall has not had a good time these years."

Qianyue smiled lightly.

"You have to do something on the bright side, over the years, Tiandou and Xingluo Mingli have secretly moved a lot of hands and feet on the economy of the Wuhun Palace, and they must have some illusions to make them think that they have succeeded."

"But really?"

"In fact, the Martial Soul Hall has long transferred its true heritage to the shadows, and to put it mildly, with such a deep foundation of my Martial Soul Palace, even if there is no source of income, it can support the operation of the Martial Soul Hall for a hundred years."

Qian Lingxue really didn't brag about this, for example, two hundred years ago, two radishes in Douluo Continent were five copper coins, but two hundred years later, it was still at this price, why? The reason is very simple, there is only one kind of person in the Douluo Continent who can live as a rich man, and that is the soul master, and almost most of the soul masters are born in the soul master family.

This has also created a situation in which the rich are getting richer and the poor are still poor.

However, the lives of ordinary people have not changed over the years, at least now they will not be hungry, at most their lives are not guaranteed much, and this problem has risen to the class level.

Wuhun City came out to greet a cardinal, and under his leadership, a group of more than 200 people was quickly settled. lived in a hotel on the west side of Wuhun City, and it stands to reason that after arriving in Wuhun City, everyone who was originally nervous should also put their minds at ease, after all, it is impossible for her Pope to act so blatantly, right?

But after thinking about it carefully, Guan Yun still didn't dare to be careless, first, that woman was crazy, no one knew what she was thinking in her head, and second, the rules had been broken by him Guan Yun himself, had there been less things happening in the two empires in the past few days?

When Tang San asked Guan Yun what to do next, Guan Yun just smiled lightly.

"Wait."

With three days to go, he wasn't in a hurry.

At the same time, both the Xingluo Border Army and the Tiandou Border Army were about to go crazy, and they sent sixteen messages back to their respective capitals in a row, and the content on them was surprisingly consistent.

"Tiandou (Xingluo) has a large-scale mobilization of troops and horses."

How big is the scale?

It's endless!! Visually, 300,000 people and horses are about to be mobilized, and this Tiandou (Xingluo) doesn't know what wind is pumping in his head.

Even if the high-level leaders of the two empires were frightened by this information, now that the war has just stopped, the other party won't want to toss so quickly, right? So the two countries hurriedly sent out spies to investigate, and they were relieved at this time, but they immediately raised it again.

Those 300,000 horses are actually from the Northern Alliance, who would have thought that?

And judging from the route of these 300,000 horses, their purpose is actually the Martial Spirit Palace?!

How can this work?

The high-level leaders of Tiandou and Xingluo were suddenly furious, and then silently retreated their border defense line back three hundred miles, and looked at the clear meaning, just say, children, you can toss casually, and I will help you get here.

It's just that since that day, both Tiandou and Xingluo's northern defense lines have been strengthened a lot.

The ease of this journey is that Chen Yang, who has always been cautious, felt a little frightened, and immediately brought Zhao Li and Ram Wu to discuss.

"It's too easy for us to get along this border."

Zhao Li was suddenly puzzled.

"Wouldn't it be easy to make this journey?"

Chen Yang immediately smiled bitterly.

"I'm afraid it's too easy to come now, and it's not easy to leave when you go."

Zhao Yuan understood what Chen Yang was worried about.

"Are you afraid that Tiandou and Xingluo won't let us go when we retreat?"

Chen Yang nodded solemnly.

"Brother Zhao Li, please also trouble you to scatter your soldiers all over the road, we must always know the dynamics of Tiandou and Xingluo."

Seeing Zhao Li nodding and agreeing, Chen Yang immediately looked at Zhao Yuan again.

"General Zhao, now we can't afford to delay the time, tomorrow I ask you to lead the Wudang Cavalry to the Martial Spirit Hall first, and the army will arrive later."

Chen Yang's idea was very simple, that is, to put the blade on his neck while the Martial Spirit Hall had not had time to gather strength to resist.

Zhao Li's only concern was. "Will they be bad for the second master?"

After all, it was a siege of 300,000 troops, and if the other party moved some crooked thoughts to control the second master and threaten them, it would be a big blow to them.

"We have to believe that the second master must not forget that he still has the existence of the throne on his body, and the Martial Spirit City will not be able to keep him."

Everyone weighed it in their hearts, and immediately made a decision, no matter what, it is necessary to surround the Wuhun Hall first so that they can take the initiative, if the Wuhun Hall reacts, it will be troublesome.