Chapter Seventy-Three: It Belongs to Him
According to the location of the ground, the Jin Kingdom happened to be sandwiched between the Far North and the Fengtian Dynasty, and most of the entire excessive environment was very bad, either the golden barren sand, or the barren mountains, so this is why the Jin soldiers always stared at the Fengtian Dynasty and watched for countless years.
At the beginning, Jin was not called the Jin Kingdom, but the Wanyan Empire, and its strength was terrifying.
However, there was an even more frightening kingdom called Qin.
The Wanyan Empire had countless large-scale contacts with the Qin Jin Kingdom, and in the end, the Wanyan Empire consumed itself into the current Jin Kingdom, the national strength was empty, not to mention, the living environment gradually deserted, and the space to breathe was reduced little by little.
At that time, Qin was not a lifetime, the ambition was great, it was terrifying, the king of Qin has been planning to annex the four fields, to be the biggest king in the world, so, at the same time, the pace of annexation with the Wanyan Empire and the Western Wilderness was launched, but in the end, it was the right time and place and the lack of people, and the king of Qin in the later period may be too ambitious, and gradually lost his nature, resulting in the huge imperial edifice finally did not escape the fate of collapse, and was replaced by a little-known princes and kings.
Qin extinguished, Zhao Qi.
At that time, the Zhao family class seemed to be grateful for the vastness of the heavens, and everything they did was done in accordance with the will of heaven, so this emerging country had a very loud name, Fengtian, which naturally meant the will of Fengtian.
The beginning of the Fengtian Dynasty, following the advantages of Qin, abandoned the shortcomings of Qin, in just a few decades, there is a weak wind to grow into a tiger entrenched in one side, so far, the new pattern of the world is re-formed, although the Jin State is very aggrieved, but in the absolute strength of the Fengtian Dynasty, can only cry behind closed doors, but after the first year of Fengtianxiang, the Zhao family began to appear large and small differences, in order to consolidate the status of the royal family, began to use civilian officials on a large scale, naturally will also belittle the military attachΓ©, over time, there has been an irreversible decline in national strength, these have been eyed by the Jin State in the eyes, happy in the heartγ
The wheel of history rolls forward, there is no lag at all, the later Zhao family seems to have forgotten the original providence Zhaozhao, and began to override the will of the emperor above the emperor, so it led to the battle of Fengjin thousands of years later, the Fengtian Dynasty was fatally golden, the old emperor collapsed, and the new emperor's heart turned the tide powerfully.
Zhao Mingying is very distressed, he doesn't like the country, he loves that person alone, but he can't let go of this country, after all, the Zhao family can't find a more stable person than him.
At this time, the charging army composed of 100,000 gold soldiers marched on the sea of sand, although the war horse was not good at the sand sea marching speed was a little slower, a little loss along the road, and the environment was a little bitter, but after all, hope was ahead, as long as they crossed this sea of sand, they could get sufficient supplies, and open up a golden channel for the future to not get it, and go directly to the heart of the Fengtian Dynasty.
"This trip is not to seek merit, Lao Tzu just wants to unscrew Zhao Mingying's head as a night pot. β
"Your Excellency, you are too greedy for merit, and it is enough to harvest only a hundred Fengtian human heads. β
"I heard that Zhao Mingying has several daughters who are good-looking, all of them are as beautiful as fairies, if they can hold a beauty, they will have no regrets in this life. β
"It's a pity that the little princess Zhao Lingxue has now left the palace, and when she used to be the heroes of the Fengtian Dynasty, her subordinates accompanied the little prince to take a look at it from afar, and she still remembers it vividly, it is so beautiful, it is simply unsurpassed. β
Maybe it's people
For many reasons, the sand under his feet actually made a shocking sound like a wave, the sun was in the sky, and the earth seemed to be on fire, although the army had seen hope, but the sound of complaints was still continuous, just at this time someone mentioned Zhao Lingxue's name, as Zhao Lingxue's name spread, it suddenly came like a cool wind.
Maybe many people have never seen Zhao Lingxue, but this does not affect their imagination, because the soul-stirring face has already spread throughout the world.
In the distance of the sand sea, the heat wave rises, like a fairyland, in the curling waves, a graceful figure stands, she looks at the 100,000 army coming, seems to be laughing.
In fact, this scene is imagined in everyone's minds, there is no graceful person in the distance, Wangmei quenches her thirst for a while, but there is a black spot hovering in the sky, and it is less than ten miles away from it.
At first, including the commander of the golden soldiers, they all thought it was an eagle and did not attract everyone's attention, but after a while, a masked man who had been on the side of the commander who had been too lazy to open his eyes to see the desolate world suddenly sighed, and then looked up, his eyes showing an incredible light.
It was not an eagle, but a man with a pair of bird wings, and it seemed that there was a person dragging behind the man, and the bird wings were not real bird wings, but a pair of huge feathers condensed by the vitality of heaven and earth.
The masked man suddenly said, "Lord Wanyan, prepare for battle!"
Commander Wanyan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the face of the masked man beside him, and without hesitation, he immediately came to the rear, and in an instant, tens of thousands of arrows pointed at the two people who were soaring like birds in the sky.
At this moment, a bird's-eye view of the golden earth seemed to give birth to countless sharp thorns, and the sharp thorns pointed straight at the two people soaring in the sky.
The two looked at each other, but did not have the slightest intention of retreating.
"I really want to try the feeling of being shot into a hedgehog by ten thousand arrows, it must be painful, right?"
"It's incredible, you also have times when you're afraid of death and pain?"
"Silly girl, that's tens of thousands of arrows, just that momentum can annihilate a group of cultivators of the Five Realms, and consume the Yuanyang Qi of several cultivators of the Six Realms, I am also a human being, and I am afraid of death and pain. β
"But, you're the Seven Realms. β
"But there's an army of 100,000 down there?"
"But once these people get out of the sea of sand, the status of the Zhao family will be shaken, once the Zhao family perishes, no matter what kind of posture Zhao Lingxue will take to appear in front of the world again, but there must be another identity, the exiled princess. β
"Then I'll give it a try. β
As soon as the words fell, the "black eagle" swooped down, blinking an eye away from the distance of the 100,000 army, and at this moment the "black eagle" fell in the eyes of the 100,000 people, no longer an eagle, but a black flame, burning wings as long as more than ten zhang, suddenly, the sky came from the piercing sound of strangulation, and then, the black flame covered the sky and the sun, leaving a death ravine in the sky not far behind 100,000 people, the shadow of the ravine projected on the golden sand sea, like a "one" wantonly outlined by the tip of a pen full of ink.
The word "one" rolled forward with the two people in the air, and its momentum shocked 100,000 people.
In an instant, tens of thousands of sharp thorns on the ground left the earth and shot into the black shadow in the sky, but in just a moment, they were swallowed by the black shadow, and the sharp thorns rose again, and were devoured again, and the sharp thorns rose again......
But it didn't reach the height it should have, because the word "one" was already the same
A huge sword traveled through the 100,000 army, the word "one" passed, a death canyon was formed in the middle of the 100,000 army, the canyon was silent and silent, maybe it was too sudden, too fast, I couldn't see people turning on their backs, I couldn't see blood splashing, everything was silent, silently harvesting the lives of the golden soldiers.
At the critical moment, the masked man did not take action to stop the two of them from doing anything wrong, but hugged Commander Wanyan and quickly escaped from the projection dozens of feet wide.
I don't know how long later, the "black eagle" flew away, but the handwriting he left behind was heartbreaking, and the army of 100,000 was like a piece of black cloth, as if it had been cut through the middle by a huge pair of scissors, and in a short time, it could no longer be closed.
The sky was finally calm, but the splashes of golden sand still rained down.
Commander Wanyan trembled and "watched" the two of them leave, only then did he let out a long breath of evil, looked at the masked man and sighed in a deep voice, he had nothing to say, he was going to say the word dereliction of duty, but considering the identity of the masked man, he swallowed this sentence back.
The masked man saw Commander Wanyan's indignant eyes, and said in a low voice, "Lord Wanyan, do you want to say that Hu is derelict in his duties?"
Commander Wanyan nodded.
The masked man also nodded, and sighed: "Lord Wanyan should know that they are a group of two, but only one person has made a move, if Hu makes a move, it is bound that another person will also make a move, so the loss will be even more heavy." β
Commander Wanyan was surprised: "Could it be that the realm of that person is still above Senior Hu?"
The masked man smiled bitterly: "It's not bad." β
Next, Commander Wanyan began to check the casualties.
After reporting layer by layer, the number of casualties made him a little unacceptable, but what was even more unacceptable was that the baggage was seriously damaged, and I was afraid that it would not be able to maintain it out of this sea of sand.
Not far away, the masked man walked up to a sand dune, he stood quietly on the sand dune, closed his eyes and pondered, let the wind and sand blow on his face, he did not feel powerless, but seriously recalled the scene that had just happened.
Who are they and why are they here?
Could it be that the Fengtian Dynasty knew that the army could not stop the iron hooves of the Jin soldiers, and began to use the power of cultivators to defend the homeland and the country? If it was really as he thought, there were too many cultivators joining the conquest, and it would be difficult for the world to have a good place.
Just now, both of them were masked like him, and their identities were difficult to determine, but he could be sure that they were a man and a woman, and both were young.
On this night, the camp in the sea of sand was not lit, basically like the stars in the night sky, and the whole camp was quiet, only the rustling sound of the wind passing over the sand dunes, which was very desolate.
The masked man remained on top of the dune, not moving a single step.
He was thinking back to the pair of wings like feathers, which were mixed with two kinds of breath, one from the essence of heaven and earth, and the other he couldn't perceive, that breath was a long time away, very vicissitudes, as if after going back in time, through the realm of space, to the distant past.
For almost the whole night, he was thinking deeply, and there seemed to be only one source, Wuji Palace.
He was still thinking deeply, shouldn't Wuji Palace preserve its strength against the three major families of the Western Wilderness, why did he dare to stretch out his arm and let others cut it down, almost midnight, he finally remembered someone, he could preliminarily determine that it was him.