Chapter 45: Going to the Battlefield

The night is not young, the cold wind is biting, such a cold moment should have been guarded by the charcoal fire in the bamboo tower, but at this time the camp is a candle flame, high on the city tower, a man with a tough face, dressed in silver armor, holding high the heroic wine, Lang Lang said: "Soldiers! Chi is especially here, waiting for your triumphant return!"

"Victory!

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers raised their arms and shouted at the same time! The deafening sound echoed on the bleak vast mountains, and the blood of the soldiers was completely ignited, and they turned on their horses and rushed to the battlefield as fast as they could. Endless baggage wagons, kicking up billowing dust, almost enveloped the entire camp, and the sound of chariots and horses tapping incessantly winded for hundreds of miles on the mountain road. The old and young in the camp were silent, they calmly looked at these soldiers who had bullied and disputed, but at this moment they were twisted into a line with one heart and one mind, and the resentment that was faintly in their hearts quietly melted away......

The pale blue distant mountains are shrouded in the dim sky, connecting with the vast earth, like a huge ink painting, constantly extending to the end as far as the eye can see. The cold moon has risen indifferently, the barren and prosperous, swaying high, level with the horse's back, between the strong winds, the grass that is separated is like ripples and fluctuations, surging from the vast sky. In the past, although there was a march, it was based on the camp as the central axis, but this time, it was defended in echelons. Although the general is trusted, however, it is to disperse the entire combat strength in this way, which makes people inevitably have some doubts.

"General, why do you say that the general divides his troops like this?" The farther and farther away from the camp, the doubts that were originally pressed in his heart became more and more uncontrollable, Xuan Ming walked a few steps quickly, and rushed to the side of the co-worker, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, thinking that the doubts in his heart had not been put down.

"Xuan Ming, do you say that compared with Shennong, which one is stronger and which is weaker?" Gonggong did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and replied: "Naturally, our army is superior!"

Gonggong frowned slightly, looked at Xuan Ming lightly, and said, "Why do you say this?"

"These few times our army has been in close contact with Shennong, which time is not our army superior!" Xuan Ming's words were faintly smug with a bit of self-satisfaction.

"Which generals have come these times when Shennong has come to attack?" Although Gonggong's expression was a little unspeakable, he still asked.

"Naturally, it's Zhu Rong, Xing Tian and others!" Although Xuan Ming didn't quite understand why his question would attract so many questions from the general, he still answered honestly.

"Have you ever seen any other gods?" Gonggong sighed slightly and looked at Xuan Ming.

At this time, no matter how stupid Xuan Ming was, he was vaguely aware of the general's meaning. Indeed, as the general said, some time ago, although there were many collisions with Shennong, most of them were led by Zhu Rong and Xingtian on a small scale, and no other generals appeared. Even so, in the past hundreds of years, Shennong has won more and lost less, and only in recent years, Jiuli has gradually grasped the initiative in the war, however, it is mostly defense!

In this way, could it be that the general made such a deployment because he had a plan.

Seeing that Xuan Ming fell into contemplation, Gonggong just smiled faintly, but there was no more explanation in a word. Looking into the distance, the remnant sun that faintly sank into the horizon, between the mountains and rivers, revealed a blood-red light, just like the bloody dark red on the battlefield......

The gray dark night is the darkest hour before dawn, a horn sounded in the camp of the Jiuli Gonggong army, the sky is foggy, the clouds seem to be overwhelmed, and they are pressed down heavily, almost connected to the grass, more than a dozen soldiers in black armor stand on the city tower, looking at the vast and boundless earth in the distance, with solemn expressions.

The man in the lead held a piece of paper in his hand.

"General, what does Yin Lingzi's letter say?" Xiang Liu stood about half a step behind the co-worker, and although he had vaguely guessed the content of the letter, he still asked.

"The storm is coming, and the big war is coming!" Gonggong said in a deep voice, his eyebrows were full of solemnity, but a flame clearly flashed in the depths of his eyes, blazing.

He looked slowly ahead, there was nothing in the vast land, but the sound of the horse's iron hooves was clearly sounding, and the sound of the goshawk galloping Xiao Xiao swept in the rolling dust.

"It's coming!" Gonggong smiled faintly, his deep pupils shrank slightly, reflecting the scorching flames.

In the empty tent, a man in silver armor stood calmly in front of a huge sand table, his fingers gently twisting a small order flag.

"The fog is up!"

He smiled faintly, as if he were just playing with the most inconsequential handle, and behind him, the moonlight seeped in through the window lattice, and fell on his long jet-black hair, reflecting a glassy light......

The gray fog seemed to be dispersed by the galloping footsteps of hundreds of thousands of troops, and I faintly saw behind Gonggong, 100,000 black armor stood on the vast grassland with a cold light, they stared at the dusty long road with red eyes, and the weapons in their hands creaked softly.

"Jiuli soldiers, fight with me!" Gonggong's voice sounded softly, but it penetrated into everyone's ears through the heavy mist without omission, the voice was so low but full of determination!

"Since they're here, let's leave them behind!" Xiang Liu smiled, his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and his battle spirit had risen uncontrollably, and he needed to quickly find a breakthrough to vent!

"Come on!" the co-worker roared, and a black thunderbolt shot up from the sky like an angry dragon.

At this moment, as the dense fog gradually dissipated, silver light fluctuated. In the distant sky, human figures stood overwhelmingly in the sky, and the countless powerful spiritual power beams made the sky distort. The battle line finally spread along the huge barrier of Jiuli, and the silver-gray armor extended to the end of the line of sight like a silver-gray copper wall.

"General Zhurong is not far away, running for a long time, my Jiuli soldiers are not far away, and I am terrified!"

"Hmph!" Zhu Rong snorted coldly, his eyes were so cold and arrogant, his eyebrows were dark and thick, and they were erect upright, revealing a sharp arc. Some time ago, Shennong sent spies in batches, and they also received a steady stream of news, all of which showed that Jiuli was now singing and dancing and was unguarded, and there was no sign of army deployment on the border. It is precisely because of this that Shennong will suddenly surprise the army, thousands of miles to attack, taking advantage of the fog in the past few days, originally wanted to hit Jiuli by surprise, but did not expect that Jiuli has already been waiting for the day, fighting with swords, and Shennong's hundreds of thousands of soldiers are a long journey, and their body and spiritual power are not in a state of complete victory, and the original thought of winning the game has been discounted!

And the most important thing is that he is only the vanguard, if he can't tear a hole in Jiuli's defense line, then hundreds of thousands of Shennong's army are hoarded on this vast grassland, without the slightest protection, wouldn't it be like a lamb to be slaughtered.

However, before Zhu Rong could make any reaction, a majestic battle intent erupted between heaven and earth.

The overwhelming battle intent swept in. Shennong's foothold was not stable, and the formation had not yet been rectified, so he saw that the torrent of battle intent like a stormy wave had rolled towards his camp, and in the face of this vast offensive, for a while, Zhurong's army could only be defended.

Zhu Rong's complexion changed, and a strong sense of crisis came to his heart, and he immediately shouted: "Flame Shield!"

The golden battle intent rose to the sky with that angry shout, and after the slight messiness at the beginning, the Zhurong army had quickly controlled the rhythm of the war, and a huge flame shield was condensed above the camp, like a huge volcano, so strong that it was staggering.

However, the giant sword with condensed battle intent still did not pause at all, and under Zhu Rong's flat face, it slashed down suddenly, slashing fiercely at the flame shield, and suddenly the terrifying sword qi exploded.

Click!

The sword qi was raging, but Zhu Rong's complexion changed drastically, because he clearly saw that on the flame shield, the cracks spread out rapidly, and finally directly in his shocked gaze, he was slashed apart by the giant sword.

The vanguard of Shennong is only 100,000 people, and the foothold is not stable, but it is blocked here by the 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Gonggong to work at ease.

Zhu Rong looked ahead indifferently, and with a movement of his hand, the flame wand with a bloodthirsty cold glow had appeared in his hand, and the majestic murderous aura swept out, directly turning into a flame flower condensed by the battle intent, the flower was so beautiful, just like the Manzhu Sawa that bloomed in the hell, blooming in the dust and mist, anyone could feel the killing power contained under the stunning beauty, Zhu Rong obviously did not have any hands, as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move.

Manzhu Sawa rapidly dilated in Gonggong's pupils, but there was not much emotion on his face, and his printing method changed, only to see that there seemed to be a sudden break in the sky, vast

The water poured out, like a huge current that shimmered with silver light, and shot out towards Namanzhu Shahua, and they were fiercely hard together without dodging.

The battle intent swept out, and the space suddenly became distorted, and the murderous aura was raging, but it could not shake the two opposing armies.

Zhu Rong's pupils shrank, and he could no longer imagine that the killing moves he had done his best could not help him.

On the other side, the co-worker smiled lightly and slowly raised his hand.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth were black and pressing, the wind rolled on the ground with leaves and stones, Xiao Xiao withered grass let out a beast-like roar, and the surging spiritual power fluctuations were like the roar of the waves, and waves of madness swept in, and that scene was spectacular to the extreme......

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun. At this moment, the black armor and the silver-gray armor collided together, and in the wind and smoke, it was impossible to even distinguish the appearance of a person, all that was seen was the blood splashing, the burst of spiritual power, and the sparks of the impact......