Chapter 82: The Fierce Battle of Beiluo

Yu's Castle, the main hall.

Yu Sheng sat on the main seat, his face was indifferent, and he looked like a white and pure scholar, but the aura that was inadvertently revealed made ordinary innate martial artists feel frightened.

"My lord, the imperial court and the Wumen have formed an alliance and sent heavy troops to attack Wujun, and the Demon Sect has asked for assistance. ”

Guo Jia walked to the middle of the hall and said with a respectful face.

The Fire Ghost King, Chihuo, Fang Xueyuan, and Zhong Liang were sitting in a precarious position, looking at the rest of their lives, their eyes full of war.

"The military advisor thinks that we are now supporting Wujun, or attacking the imperial capital Danyang City?"

Yu Sheng looked at the information, and it recorded in detail the strength of the imperial army that attacked Wujun, mainly the Praetorian Guard, including thirty Saint Realm warriors and thousands of innate martial artists, almost emptying the old bottom of the imperial court.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this time, Danyang City's defense is very weak, and it is the best time to attack.

"Lord, although Danyang City is weak, the King of Chu is still here, and he can mobilize the luck of the whole country and give full play to the combat power of the princes. In addition, in the four realms of Danyang City, there are twelve entrances for guarding the capital city, and if you want to drive Danyang City directly, you must capture this barrier. ”

"If the Fire Ghost King makes a move, he will inevitably be restrained by the King of Chu, and the army under our control is not enough to dominate a big war. ”

Guo Jia pondered, in the final analysis, it is still that their development time is too short, and it will not take more than three months.

Whether it is the imperial court, the Wumen, or even the Xiao family, they have thousands of years of accumulation, strong background, and the ability to control wars.

The rest of my life is silent, this problem is a bit difficult to handle!

If you don't have an army, you can't conjure it!

"Haha......"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, with an incomparably terrifying aura, as if a god had descended.

Chihuo, Fang Xueyuan, and Zhong Liang suddenly raised their heads and stood up, shocked to the core.

Who?

Who dares to come here to make trouble.

Yu Sheng heard the laughter, rejoiced slightly, and looked at the gate of the main hall.

A majestic figure, wearing armor and holding a war spear, strode in, with a thick breath, like a sacred mountain.

"The last general will see the lord, the brother of the prince of the eight thousand tyrants, please review the lord!"

Coming to the center of the main hall, Xiang Yu knelt on one knee and said loudly, the sound exploded, like thunder.

"What?"

The three people of the Black Fire Village were shocked, this was actually their own people, especially Chihuo, his pupils shrank sharply, and he sensed the endless general qi on Xiang Yu's body, which was countless times richer than the general qi on Marshal Tiance's body.

"Lord, how many hole cards do you still hide?"

He secretly said in his heart, he respected the rest of his life even more, and at the same time felt very proud, what an honor it was to be a colleague with the Holy Realm strategists, the strong princes, and the top generals?

"Let's go, let's see!"

Yu Sheng stood up and walked out of the main hall with great curiosity.

Guo Jia and others followed.

Since they were all martial artists, they hurried quickly, and in less than half an hour, they came to Xuanjing Lake.

Before he got closer, he felt a bloody aura, as if there was a peerless beast hiding here, and once he was awakened, he would emit the power to destroy the universe.

When I walked in, everyone was slightly shocked that there was no one.

Only Guo Jia, who has a strong soul, and the powerful Fire Ghost King, have their eyes shining.

"Come out!"

Xiang Yu rode a black horse and walked to the edge of Xuanjing Lake, the overlord spear pointed obliquely, and the void rippled, as if the fog dissipated, revealing the figure of the eight thousand princes and brothers, standing quietly on the lake.

After training, these eight thousand iron cavalry soldiers, all of whom broke through the nine-rank martial artists, and hundreds of innate martial artists, burst out with their breath and gathered together to form a powerful military formation.

"Array, Overlord Array!"

Xiang Yu roared, and the spirit of the Eight Thousand Tyrant Prince's younger soldiers was shocked, and his momentum exploded, releasing pillars of blood-colored light, condensing a blood-colored light mask.

The evil breath is rolling, and the blood is steaming.

A thousand zhang phantom appeared in the clouds of evil qi, wearing blood armor, scarlet eyes, riding a war horse under his crotch, the spear in his hand danced, the wind and clouds followed, the sharp spear flickered in the void, and the space seemed to become fragile.

"Brother of the Prince, ask to fight!"

Under the leadership of Xiang Yu, the eight thousand soldiers turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee, and shouted loudly, a morale of fighting the heavens and the earth, rushing to the face, the lake water rolled, and hundreds of water columns burst out.

"Gollum ......"

Such a majesty, the blood of the people watching it boiled, and it also made the rest of his life's complexion suddenly flushed, swallowed saliva, and a touch of horror flashed in his eyes.

The three of Chihuo standing behind him couldn't help but take two steps back, their souls were trembling, and they were really frightened by the stormy waves in their hearts.

The Fire Ghost King's eyes also flashed with surprise.

From the younger soldiers of the prince, she felt a hint of threat, although it was very faint.

But this!

It was enough to make her feel a little scared.

You must know that she is a strong man, with an immortal body, and she has no sense of crisis in the face of the witch gods in the later stage of the liehous, which means that the combat effectiveness of the younger soldiers of the prince can break the immortal body and completely kill her.

How strong is the strength of Prince Naha's younger soldiers?

"Accurate!"

Yu Sheng's gaze slowly swept over the younger soldiers of the prince, and his face returned to calm, heroic and majestic.

A pair of eyes, full of ambition.

With such a strong army in hand, the world is so big, where can't you go?

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

Wujun!

The county capital of Luobei City!

On the second day after the imperial court issued an edict, Tu Gu led his army and suddenly descended on the border of Wujun and launched a ferocious attack.

Fifteen cities on the border have been breached.

In just one day, the smoke of war spread to the county town.

Zuo Protector led the strong men of each peak to rush to the rescue, temporarily stabilizing the situation of the rout, and the two sides fought, falling into a stalemate stage.

"Left Protector, the enemy army is strong, and my disciples have suffered heavy losses. ”

On the tower of the city, an elder hurriedly walked over, covered in blood, scars everywhere, and a diffuse breath with a bloody aura.

The left protector carried his hands on his back, condescendingly, watching the battlefield, under the attack of various sharp weapons, this thousand-year-old city has been scarred, and the thick city wall is full of holes and gaps.

Dozens of zhang in the air, the powerhouses of the Holy Realm fought, and a terrorist attack was provoked, colliding in the void, and the aftermath of terror spread, enveloping a radius of thousands of zhang.

However, overall, the Demon Cult is at a disadvantage.

Most of the Demon Sect's Saint Realm powerhouses were in the early stage of the Saint Realm that had just broken through, and they were suppressed to the death in the face of the veteran Saint Realm powerhouses of the imperial court.

"This Dharma Protector personally took action!"

The left protector was silent for a moment, his body shook, the magic light broke through the air, and rushed into the fierce battlefield, with a light tap of his fingertips, he burst out several powerful qi, wounding the five dead soldiers and withdrawing from the battlefield.

As he joined strongly, the pressure on the court increased dramatically.

"Is there no one in the court to deceive me?"

Tu Gu commanded the battle in the rear, and when he saw the left protector joining the battlefield, he couldn't hold his breath, his eyes were hot, he grabbed the spear on his side and threw it towards the sky.

This shot, like the newborn sunshine, is full of vitality and brings warmth to all things.

But in the warmth, there is also endless sharpness.