Pingfeng Pass, once an important town to the north of the capital, is now one of the many fortifications of the Western Dynasty, which witnessed many powerful wars against the northern savages hundreds of years ago - the northern savages were not the Western Koreans who distributed the border, but the more primitive and savage aborigines, who only had the intention of aggression, but had no reason to invade. This warlike bloodline is now diluted and absorbed by the exiles.

There have been humiliating defections and great victories here, and the Western Dynasty once lost the Pingfeng Pass, and finally stepped on the corpses of the savages in the north. The corpse-strewn potholes of the battlefield have been obscured by the rampant vegetation, and if you listen closely, you can still catch the murmur of the dead.

Xu Zhongheng's whole person was completely new, and he rode his horse and stopped in front of Pingfeng Pass. The soldiers here were ignorant of what was happening farther north, and there was not the slightest tension in the air, only the howling north wind that tirelessly stirred the flat wind and the old and tattered stone walls seemed to collapse.

The last time he passed through here was three years ago, and he could see his embarrassed back to the north, with his beloved capital and the Western Dynasty behind him. Now he's making a comeback. It suddenly occurred to him that both Princess Tilting Lotus and him had returned to their homeland after being in the north for many years, could this be some kind of determination from God?

He looked behind him, and he was shocked by the soldiers who appeared one after another. These were soldiers who volunteered to join him.

Not long after, Cang Yan rode a horse and followed leisurely.

"It's going to be our first fight. Cangyan whispered, as if the forest was whispering.

That's right, the first battle...... Xu Zhongheng's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he admitted that Cang Yan's idea was incomparably great—he wanted to restore the Yellow Emperor's governance method of selecting meritocracy, rather than the current family inheritance. That's good, but is that really what Cang Yan thinks? He seems to have ambitions, but ambitions don't seem to grow in that direction......

Cang Yan's vicissitudes of life and resolute face carried the unique arrogance of the people of the North, and the unpredictable eyes made Xu Zhongheng quite jealous, and he felt that he had fallen into the trap of rhetoric. At the moment, he still has a chance to quit, and His Majesty, who is far away in the capital, may let him go because of blood relations, but if he gives an order and leads the people behind him to attack Pingfeng Pass, he has only one choice left - to keep fighting until there is nothing to fight.

"If the Pingfeng Pass is breached, the capital will definitely mobilize a large number of troops to encircle and suppress us," Xu Zhongheng said, "Are you really sure that you can resist their attack?

"Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure. ”

Whether it was Xu Zhongheng, soldiers, or people from the north, they were all a little uneasy, and only Cang Yan had the belief of absolute success. Sorcerer - the strongest hole card in Cang Yan's hand, Xu Zhongheng has not yet seen their power. He hadn't even heard of a wizard like that. They sound like the visionary characters of the ancient ancients who lacked knowledge, and it is precisely because the ancients did not lack knowledge of nature that they attributed the unexplained to "witchcraft".

Xu Zhongheng has seen many liars in his life, the more he is in a high position, the more skilled and powerful the liars he sees, sometimes he feels that the whole world is just a huge scam, everyone is deceiving each other, and finally survives in lies, falsehood is the only truth. He felt that Cang Yan was also deceiving himself, and Cang Yan insisted that the sorcerer would bring them all the victories they had done before, that the war would be easy and simple with the help of martial arts, and that the Western Dynasty would be vulnerable.

- It sounds like a lie to fool people, but it can be heard from the mouth of the common man, but it is extremely credible. Even Xu Zhongheng couldn't say why. Perhaps it stems from his charisma as a leader. That's how leaders should be, even if it's reversing black and white, it's convincing that in the end black will become white, and white will become black – if everybody thinks so.

Xu Zhongheng chose to believe him.

Suddenly a light rain fell, and the cold solidified into a huge whirlpool above their heads, and everything in the world became extremely cold, and the rolling dark clouds pressed down from the north towards the flat wind pass. The sudden change in the sky seemed to stimulate the nerves of the soldiers guarding the pass, and the gloomy Pingfeng Pass was suddenly lit with candles, and the flickering fire looked so helpless when the black clouds pressed down on the realm. Xu Zhongheng grabbed the reins.

He remembered what Cang Yan had said a few days ago.

Darkness can be frightening and vulnerable.

He looked at Cang Yan in surprise. Cang Yan just looked at him with a smile.

Sorcerer...... His eyes were saying those three words.

Xu Zhongheng felt a chill down his spine. He watched intently as the clouds slowly gathered at the top of the pass—a spectacle of extraordinary feats, as if there was a pair of big hands in the sky manipulating the clouds, and the owner of the hands was choosing the clouds to match the atmosphere of the upcoming war.

What kind of world are they in, and why can witchcraft be manipulated to such an extent? Xu Zhongheng was very nervous, but suddenly relieved. The sorcerer behind Cangyan has unpredictable powers, which are both fearful and comforting. He nodded to Cang Yan and signaled that he could attack at any time.

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the distance. The pouring rain slammed down on Pingfeng Pass like a madman pouring out his anger, smashing his fist. Heavy rain, heavy rain...... Xu Zhongheng's head was blank, he seemed to hear someone chanting an ancient language, a dreamlike illusion split his brain in two, his soul seemed to fly up in a spell like a song, his vision was dissolved like a cannon raindrop, and the flat wind turned into a ruin in front of his eyes.

This is the first battle......

The voice of the tongue came to his head, so light, so unconcerned. Cang Yan obviously asked Xu Zhongheng to lead the soldiers to get ready to go, but he was not ready to give them a chance to go on stage, this is the "war" in Cang Yan's mouth, soldiers and cold weapons are just members of the stands, just necessary witnesses.

The Pingfeng Pass, which had stood for a hundred years, collapsed violently, and Xu Zhongheng saw that the panicked soldiers were ground by the boulder, and the hand that stretched out the stone crack was broken in half, and the blood was instantly washed clean by the rain, and even the corpse was washed into flesh foam and seeped into the earth. The Pingfeng Pass has been destroyed, but the torrential rain has no intention of stopping, and it is still bombarding the land not far away.

What an amazing experience! Just a few hundred steps further, Xu Zhongheng will turn into powder in an instant.

"This is witchcraft. Cang Yan stretched out his right hand, which was dry from the wind and snow, and pointed at Pingfeng Pass, "Our war does not need flesh and blood, and the heavy rain and flames will pave a broad road for us." ”

The torrential rain began to close, contract, and then disappear silently. As the last drop of rain fell into the earth, Pingfeng Pass had become a flat avenue, a soft rainbow light floating in the air, and the corpses of broken corpses were underfoot.