Chapter 690: The Princes of the Quartet (1)

To Li Tang's surprise, the birth of the bereaved clan did not have much impact, as if the forces in the Central Continent had not received the information, and they ignored it.

Afterwards, Li Tang also summed up three reasons!

First: Although the remnant clan is strong, the strongest strength is only a half-step martial artist, and it is still an ethnic group, with its own Dao system, and the chance of winning over is very small.

There is no profit and no benefit, and of course they will not waste their efforts in vain.

Second: The Tang Kingdom's Bloody Guards, Red Flame Guards, are still active in various places, and they are afraid that if they send people to the Eastern Continent, they will be assassinated, or they will be suppressed by Chang'an Wuxian.

At a critical juncture, any force cherishes its wings and will not be in danger.

Third: and most importantly, they all expect that there will be a conflict between the bereaved clan and the Tang Kingdom, and it is best to break out a big war.

Even, many jīng Ming capable people are already secretly plotting and preparing to provoke trouble.

The more ** the Eastern Continent, the more they seem to be happy.

............

However, the situation in the Eastern Continent, as predicted by the forces in the Central Continent, is becoming more and more turbulent, and a war of great scale has begun.

In southern Xinjiang, a canyon, the war is raging, and the God Killer Army is fighting to the death with the Heavenly Star Kingdom.

"Kill!"

"Fight!"

But the current ending seems to be that the god-killing army has an absolute advantage, wielding weapons, leaving bloodshot in the void, taking away one life after another, and after a while, the choking smell of blood permeates the surroundings.

"Pass the order down and end the battle as soon as possible!"

On the cliff on the left side of the canyon, Bai Qi sat on the boulder, looking coldly at the battlefield below, boring.

In his eyes, this kind of battle is like an adult beating a child, without any fighting skills, just like an art student's performance, without the slightest soul.

"Yes, General!"

The adjutant received the order, jumped off the cliff, drew his sword, and roared loudly:

"Brothers, the general has an order to end the battle as soon as possible. Give me some skills, so that the people of the Celestial Star Kingdom know that the consequences of resisting the Killing God Army are only a dead end. ”

Die!

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the canyon became more solemn, and the eyes of the 100,000 Killing God Army soldiers began to turn strange red, like a devil, forming a strong killing intent, and building a terrifying aura of despair like an abyss.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

One hundred thousand soldiers of the Killing God Army shouted, and the overwhelming murderous aura pressed on the soldiers of the Heavenly Star Kingdom.

The sword light and sword shadow, blood spilled in the blue sky!

The spear is like a dragon, piercing life and death!

The banners of the Celestial Star Kingdom fell one by one, and hundreds of thousands of Celestial Star soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the miserable roar became smaller and smaller, full of despair.

An hour later, the battle came to an end, and the corpses in the canyon were piled up into hills, and the soldiers of the Killing God Army stood on the "hills", chanting "Wan Sheng", as if celebrating the victory of the battle.

Slowly turning their heads, their eyes were full of madness and danger, their faces were covered with blood, and their whole bodies were wet with blood, at first glance, they looked like Shura who had come out of hell.

"Next goal, go!"

Bai Qi got up from the stone, jumped on a war horse demon beast, and galloped towards the outside of the canyon.

100,000 Killing God Army, hurry up and follow!

Leaving only the remains of the canyon, they became food for vultures, wolves, and beasts, and perhaps after a few years, they turned into a pile of white bones, and under the moonlight, the forest glowed.

A day later, the capital of the Celestial Star Kingdom planted the banner of the Killing God Army and waved it in the wind.

Under the city walls, thousands of Heavenly Star royal families, heads of people fell to the ground, and the soldiers of the Killing God Army sat cross-legged, absorbing the murderous aura of scarlet.

............

In the west, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls rì round!

As the sun sets, the dry northwest wind blows up the yellow sand, just like a yellow dragon, rising and falling in the air, and the faint red sun shines on the sand dunes, forming a beautiful scenery outside the plug.

But in the middle of the desert, a big war with more than a million people is being staged, like a meat grinder, taking countless lives every moment.

"Kill!"

Qin Qiong took the lead, rampage, among the millions of enemy troops, seven in and seven out, wet with blood, extremely hideous.

As a result, the yellow sand turned into blood sand, red like the remnant sun, making people wonder if this sand dune will bloom in the coming year.

"General, the old man is not fighting!"

"The old man is willing to surrender, may the gods be above, stop this killing!!"

The elders of the desert tribe knelt on the ground, chose to surrender, looked at the body of the warrior of the tribe on the ground, and couldn't help but leave two lines of blood and tears.

However, when he looked at Qin Qiong's gaze, he did not have hatred and murder, but admired, admired, and worshipped.

The desert people's heaven is to worship the strong!

"Herald, truce!"

Qin Qiong stared at the time of a few breaths, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers of Qiong Ming's army all stopped their movements in their hands and withdrew from the battlefield, in unison.

The military order is like a mountain!

"The general's army is brave, and the old man has seen it for the first time in his life. ”

The tribal elders exclaimed, but it evoked Qin Qiong's memories, if it was in the Tang Kingdom, the Qiong Ming army under his command should be ranked outside the top three!

I don't know when I will be able to return to Chang'an!

............

In the north, Yue's army walked in the ice and snow, his eyes were white, few people came, and the tyrannical wind and snow were like a hungry wolf wandering in the wilderness, tearing the flesh and skin of the soldiers, gnawing the bones of the soldiers.

"General, the snow werewolf is hidden in the ice cellar, it is difficult to be discovered, and if you go on blindly, it is estimated that before you find the snow werewolf, the soldiers will be tired!"

The adjutant general looked at the ice and snow and said embarrassedly.

Living in such a harsh environment, of course, it is not a human race, but a foreign race, called the snow wolf clan, which grows fur, can withstand severe cold, wind and snow, and is ferocious.

"Order, the army rests in place!"

"Also, send scouts and look around. ”

Yue Fei looked around, shook his head and said, it was very nerve-wracking.

In war, there is a taboo, that is, to lose one's way and lose supplies, and now the Yuejia army is deep in the ice and snow, and the danger is lurking, and if you are a little careless, you will face the crisis of annihilation.

Thousands of scouts, facing the wind and snow, turned into a small black dot in the white snow.

............

In the east, Deng Yu looked at the information in his hand, his brows furrowed, the casualties on this seem to be a bit big!

In order to have no loopholes in the plan, Li Tang specially ordered Deng Yu to feint to attack the eastern part of the Tang Kingdom, but he did not expect that in this battle, the Xingzhu Army would severely damage the defenders in the east.

The number of deaths is as high as more than 1,000!

"General, you don't have to blame yourself, those who achieve great things are not informal, and the king will not blame. ”

Jing Dan took the information and said calmly.

"Alas, I know how to kill the enemy, even if I kill 100,000 or a million people, I will not relent, but if I want to kill my own people, although it is for the sake of the empire, I will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. ”

Deng Yu shook his head, his face was guilty, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Let's go to the next battle and minimize some casualties!"

War, art and yīn conspiracy.