In front of the Black Stone Valley, behind the Yanmen Army's large array, on the watchtower surrounded by torches and illuminated, Zhao Xuanji heard a huge movement in the white wind mouth.

The defeat of the first army was continuous, and the pursuit and killing of the first army were endless, and both voices were earth-shaking and thunderous.

"Really won?"

Zhao Xuanji's gaze had already left the Black Stone Valley, and he was closely watching the direction of the White Wind Mouth, if he didn't still need to sit in the Chinese army and balance Chalahan from afar, he would have personally entered the White Wind Mouth at this moment to find out.

Zhao Ning's plan, he knows everything. A thousand cultivators above the Imperial Qi Realm, holding the map of Fengming Mountain, had already trekked through the lofty mountains and mountains when the army began to attack Fengming Mountain, walking day and night, and approaching in concealment.

There is no road in the barren mountains, and ordinary armor soldiers naturally cannot travel, and cultivators above the Imperial Qi Realm have no problem.

What is the combat strength of this team, Zhao Xuan knows very well. Even if it is a frontal battle, the battle formation of thousands of people can be easily broken.

If the timing is right, the location is right, and there is an environmental advantage, they can suddenly surprise and attack with the posture of a divine soldier, even if it is a military formation of 10,000 people, they can chisel through.

But Zhao Xuanji has always been quite worried about the battle situation in Baifengkou, and he is not sure of victory in his heart.

On the one hand, these thousand cultivators are the heart of the assault on the Beihu army, and even if they succeed for a while, they will be besieged by many people, and how long they can hold out is a question;

On the other hand, the more the Baifengkou is inside, the more unsuitable it is for the army to fight, and it is also difficult for Zhao Ning to lead the team to penetrate the crowd of the Beihu army in time to support the past.

It is not difficult for a thousand cultivators above the Imperial Qi Realm, holding amethyst stone rune bows, to occupy the top of the main formation in the heart of the Beihu army and cause large-scale chaos in the Beihu army.

But in the face of the elite Tianyuan Army in a hundred battles, it is still not easy to win the final victory.

Under Zhao Xuanji's gaze, a master of the Yuan Shen Realm leaped out of the white wind outlet, stepped on a war horse in front of the pass, stepped on the yellow dust and flew quickly, rolled off the saddle, and came forward to report:

"Reported! Dadu Governor, our army has captured the main formation of the Northern Hu Army, Gongzi Ning led the army to successfully open the passage, the Northern Hu Army was defeated, and all the departments are following and killing, and the entire Baifengkou area has fallen into the hands of our army!"

Zhao Xuanji's eyes lit up when he heard the sound of heaven, first there was a moment of silence, and then a thunderous laugh erupted from the sky, "Good, good, good!"

He flicked his sleeves and gave an order: "Order the three armies: the white wind outlet has been broken, the opportunity for the whole army to win a great victory has come, and all departments will attack with all their might!"

The herald envoy was also excited, and clenched his fists and promised loudly: "The last general will take the order!"

......

"King, the White Wind Pass has been breached, the various departments are being defeated, and the left-wing generals are begging for support!"

As soon as a bloodied commander finished saying this, he was grabbed by the collar of his coat by the enraged Charahan and scolded in front of his nose:

"Bastard! The left-wing army sits on dangerous terrain, and it is not conducive to the army to fight at all, how can you lose?!

In Chalahan's current location, you can see the Baifengkou Pass, but the battlefield inside the Baifengkou cannot be seen, and the army in the Baifengkou needs to report to the situation.

The commander didn't dare to look at Lahan's red eyes, lowered his head and said intermittently:

"That'...... When the cultivators above the Imperial Qi Realm captured the top of the main formation, Zhao Ning personally led the elite of the Yanmen army and drove straight in, his combat power was too strong, and our warriors could not stop it......

"In the end, Zhao Ning killed through the chaotic crowd, and before we recaptured the general banner, we attacked the top of the main formation mountain, and met the group of cultivators who were almost annihilated by us......

"The rest of the Yanmen army is all over the mountains and fields, constantly following and killing us, the whole army is demoralized, rushing to flee, the left wing general....... I can't stop ......."

Charahan was furious and kicked the commander into the air, "Get out!"

Although the commander vomited blood and flew out, Charahan himself was also blue and white, his facial features were distorted together, and his face was hideous and terrifying, as if he had changed from a human to a demon.

Bai Yin was also pale and defeated, like a mournful woman, and his eyes were blank and murmured: "How can this be, how can this be, how can our army be defeated?

Even if he is the mastermind, he is also the master of the six gods at this time, panicked, and has no idea at all, so he can only set his eyes on the right virtuous king.

I saw Chalahan's body shake, stretched out his trembling hand, pointed in the direction of Bai Fengkou, and shouted with humiliation and hatred:

"Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning! You erector, you bastard! hateful, hate.......ful! If I can't take off your head with my own hands in this life, this king ...... I swear not to be a man!"

After saying this, Charahan's shaking body took two steps back, and suddenly opened his mouth, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

Bai Yin was shocked, and hurriedly supported the crumbling Chalahan, and cried out sadly: "King!"

"He should have been killed a long time ago...... This king should have taken action himself and killed him!" Charahan grabbed Bai Yin's arm, his eyes were full of remorse, and looking at him, he seemed to want to devour Zhao Ning alive.

Bai Yin opened his mouth, but it was bitter.

If the war can come back, as the mastermind of Chalahan, even if he dies in battle, he will make Zhao Ning behead in a different place. But now that the wood is in the boat, what's the use of talking about it?

If the White Wind Outlet is lost, the Yanmen Army will be able to kill the back of the Black Stone Valley from the inside!

Their reserve forces can reach Baifengkou and Blackstone Valley, and of course the Yanmen Army can also follow this route and kill from Baifengkou to Blackstone Valley.

At that time, the army of Blackstone Valley will be attacked from both sides, and there will be no way to enter the sky and the ground in the mountains, and even breaking through is empty talk, except for the masters and the strong, the rest are only afraid that they will be annihilated!

"Retreat! The whole army retreats! Retreat!"

Even though he was humiliated and unwilling, Charahan could only grit his teeth and give this order. These words meant that he admitted defeat, and it also marked the battle of Fengming Mountain, which finally ended with a great victory for the Yanmen army.

The military order was issued, and the Beihu army in the Black Rock Valley began to cover each other and retreat from the mountains in an orderly manner.

The Yanmen army in front of them naturally would not let go of this great opportunity, and kept chasing and killing in the back to harvest the heads.

Under the bright sea of stars, the bloodless Charahan stood in the night breeze, looking at the chaotic battlefield under his feet, and did not move for a long time.

Bai Yin noticed that Chalahan's spirit was gradually declining, as if he had suddenly aged by more than ten years.

He didn't say anything to comfort him, because he himself was in pain.

For more than ten years, the Tian Yuan Army had never experienced such a fiasco.

The battle of Fengming Mountain is a stain on their lives, and it is also a shame that the Tianyuan Army cannot erase.

......

An Siming, who was resting in the middle of the battle, while checking the wounded soldiers, while encouraging everyone and maintaining morale, was stunned on the spot after hearing the military order passed down by Zhao Xuanji.

"Baifengkou has been breached? It is a feint attack area, and it is not the main attack direction of the army, how could Zhao Beiwang break through Baifengkou? What happened in Baifengkou?!"

An Siming's face changed suddenly, and he almost thought that he had misheard the military order. He didn't want to accept this fact, but when he ran to the top and looked into the Black Rock Valley, he saw the soldiers of the Yanmen Army who were constantly charging forward.

He also heard deafening cheers. It was the fierce emotions of the soldiers who finally saw the enemy retreat after a hard battle, full of excitement and ecstasy, as well as endless fighting spirit.

Ahn Siming's hands and feet were cold, like falling into an ice cave.

This shows that the Beihu army in the Black Rock Valley is already retreating on a large scale, and only in this way will the Yanmen army react in this way. This means that the Yanmen Army has now broken through the Fengming Mountain defense line of the Northern Hu Army!

And he and his subordinates, not only did not become the vanguard of breaking through the defense line, they did not even fight on the battlefield, but rested before closing the city!

This huge feats have nothing to do with him!

Not only that, but his previous brave battles, with nearly half of the elite casualties of his subordinates, so that the Yanmen army could step into the Guancheng battle, were all for the Zhao Yanmen army to make wedding clothes!

They are the ones who do the hard work.

This is a great irony.

His plans were in vain.

An Siming's heart was surging, and his extreme resentment and pain made him clench his fists and squeak, and he couldn't suppress the trembling of his body.

"Why did you lose, damn Beihu barbarian, why didn't you hold out for a while, why did you lose so quickly?!" An Siming took two steps back, and finally sat on the ground weakly, tilting his head, wanting to cry without tears.

.......

The court of Dadan.

The princes and nobles in the royal tent were like sitting on pins and needles, twisting their bodies from time to time, and many of them were constantly wiping their foreheads with sweat and handkerchiefs.

They were either frightened or uneasy, and often couldn't help but look outside the king's tent, and every time the battlefield of battle broke out in the dark night, every time there was an unusually loud movement, some people's bodies would tremble violently.

The two armies of Tianyuan and Khitan have already reached the royal court, and the soldiers of the Dadan Department who have gathered are desperately resisting the opponent's attack. As before, the battle situation was not good, and a large number of Dadan warriors died in battle all the time.

This made the nobles of the Dadan Department, who had been pampered for many years, more and more frightened one by one.

Although there were repeated defeats before, everyone was already trembling, but at that time, the battlefield was still far away, and the nobles did not directly face the pressure of the battlefield.

Now the battle between the two armies is not far from the royal court, the movement of the battle is clearly audible, if the enemy army makes a breakthrough, it can rush to the royal court in half a day, which makes the psychological pressure of the nobles of the Dadan Department almost unbearable.

Therefore, although the war had only been fought for one day, many nobles had almost collapsed.

"Great Khan, the enemy army is close at hand, and the royal court is no longer safe, you better leave!"

An elderly nobleman, trembling and trembling, got up, came to the tent to bow down, and gave bitter advice, "Regardless of the victory or defeat of the army, the Great Khan must not have the slightest accident, otherwise it will be the destruction of the Dadan Department!"

"As long as the Great Khan is safe, no matter what the battle situation is here, there will be countless opportunities for the Dadan Ministry!"

As soon as he said this, all the nobles reacted, once Dadan Khan left the royal court, they could follow, and they no longer had to pestle on the periphery of the battlefield, their lives would be in danger at any time!

Now the army can barely hold on, and when they evacuate at this time, they still have time to take all their wealth with them.

Thinking of this, many nobles got up and came to the tent to bow down, some of them weeping, some of them were earnest, and some of them were righteous and awe-inspiring, and they begged Dadan Khan to leave the dangerous place.

"Great Khan, your safety is at stake, please leave quickly!"

"The brave warriors of the tribe will cover your retreat and will surely get you to safety. ”

"When you leave the royal court, the warriors who fight can have no worries, and they can give it a go and defeat the enemy!"

"Great Khan, for the sake of the tribal plan, for the victory of the war, do not hesitate!"

"Great Khan, we are willing to protect your thoughtful ...... with our lives"

Dadan Khan, who was already restless, listened to the begging of the people, and gradually began to waver, and the nobles saw that his face was loose, and hurriedly persuaded him more hard.

Not all nobles are like this, and a few young nobles are angry, scolding these old nobles for bringing the Dadan Department into a land of no return.

But their voices were quickly drowned out by the old nobles, who accused them of disregarding the life and death of the Great Khan, disrespecting the Great Khan, and tantamount to rebellion, which left them speechless.

The young nobles had no choice but to send someone to invite the evil king Batu back - Batu was not lightly injured and could no longer fight, but he still presided over the battle at the front, commanded the army to meet the enemy, and did not flinch for a moment.

When Batu returned to the king's tent, Dadan Khan was about to agree to the nobles' request, and he hurriedly bowed down.