In the twelfth year of Qianfu, the seventh day of the eighth month.

The vast sky is pitch black, and the eastern sky has not yet revealed the white of the fish's belly, but the lights inside and outside the Yanmen Pass are like the sea. The soldiers on both sides put on armor and went out of the camp like a drop of water into the ocean.

The sound of ironclad rings and noisy footsteps, mixed with the strange dialect of the school, wafted far away in the smell of food, and occasionally horses' hooves whistled to and fro.

By the time the dark sky turned blue, the armorers of both armies had already rushed to their respective positions.

The majestic walls and the sturdy Great Wall are full of guards with swords and bows, and the gently undulating mountains are full of warriors who are eager to attack. After everyone was in place, there was an eerie silence in the air as their footsteps stopped.

The soldiers looked up at the sky from time to time, some were nervous, some were excited, some were resolute, some were worried, some were expecting and some were resisting.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the moment when the red sun rises in the east, waiting for the moment when the bright sky shines on the four fields, waiting for the moment when the war drums sound!

The golden sunlight fell on the soldiers' armor leaves, shining brightly, and the heavy drumsticks struck on the war drums, and the sound was like thunder! The Yanmen Pass, which had been quiet for a while, suddenly became a pot of boiling water, and suddenly ushered in a violent storm.

Indeed, there was a torrential rain, and arrows rained down.

Dense arrows smashed inside and outside the city, the sound of clanging was ten thousand times more intense than the rain hitting the plantains, and the entire city seemed to be a string of ignited firecrackers, and every stone brick and every inch of loess seemed to burst into powder.

Of course, there are also strong winds, and the cultivators move like a strong wind.

The body of the imperial qi realm is like a tiger and a leopard, the rabbit rises and falls, and you can climb the city wall in three or two steps, and the talisman in your hand is waved, and the true qi is released, or the sword light like fish scales, or the sword light like the crescent moon, setting off bursts of bloody rain.

As soon as the footsteps of the Yuan Shen Realm were wrong, there was a sound of gas explosion behind them, and the figure flashed, and the next moment it appeared at the head of the city, the wind could not catch up with their pace, and the sword light and sword shadow could not block their offensive.

Then there were ordinary warriors who rushed out of the mountain bag and valley mouth, and under the leadership of the cultivators of the Forging Body Realm, they gathered in front of the city with the momentum of the waves, erected cloud ladders to climb the city wall, and kept falling and rising.

The battle centered on Seki Castle and spread to both flanks.

Until the end of the field of vision, there are cultivators fighting in every section of the Great Wall, and there are warriors fighting in every beacon, and the corpses gradually increase, horizontally and vertically at the head of the city, and stacked into steps under the city.

The sun was dyed with bright blood, the barren mountains opened the gates of hell, and the entrances to the Yellow Springs were everywhere.

The towers of the city towered into the sky, the fighting under the eaves was in full swing, the scene was fierce and cruel, many people fell in pools of blood every moment, the remains of severed limbs flew in the blood mist from time to time, and the screams and shouts of killing and shouting orders were endless.

There was silence on the rooftops.

There are no soldiers who are fighting hard, there is no cultivator who tries to leap, it seems that this is the Dead Domain, and even the iron arrow runes will lose their power and fall one after another when they touch the three-zhang range of the roof.

In the chaotic battlefield, this is an exceptionally clean place.

It has been covered by the field.

Only the King Extreme Realm can create a realm.

There are quite a few kings standing on the roof.

Some stand on cornices, some on roofs, and some levitate in mid-air. The manners are different, and each has its own style.

Only one person sat cross-legged.

The man sitting cross-legged, in his early twenties, with a green shirt and leather belt, was closing his eyes and recuperating. On his knees, a dark and simple horizontal knife lay horizontally.

Behind him was Yang Jiani, who was carrying a knife from Zhangermo on her shoulder, with a pair of phoenix eyes as bright as stars, and three thousand green silks fluttering lightly in the wind.

The Yanmen army, which fought all over the Yanmen Pass, occasionally looked up here.

When they saw that these people were still as stable as Mount Tai, they knew that Yanmen Pass was still an impregnable wall, and there was no danger of falling for the time being, and then they continued to fight with high morale and confidence.

They understand that as long as these strong people are there, Yanmen Pass is there.

......

Looking upstairs, Charahan and Xiao Yan watched closely at the battlefield of Yanmen Pass.

"How long does the princess think we can capture Yanmen Pass?" "The short is one or two days, and the long is three or five days. ”

"The princess was really cautious. ”

"How many days does King Youxian think it will take?"

"Within two days, this king will be able to smash the Yanmen, and he will be ashamed!"

"The Right Virtuous King is really determined. ”

"We have 300,000 heroes in our hands, we have just pacified the Dadan Division, destroyed the 60,000 Ministers of Ansming, and come here with the power of great victory. How can a mere 70,000 remnants of the army stop us from moving forward? If we can't quickly destroy their army and seize their cities, then Xiao Wang is incompetent!"

"The right virtuous king said...... It does make sense!"

This is the conversation between Charahan and Xiao Yan at the beginning of the war, and it is also their unanimous judgment on the battle situation.

Today, in their cognition, the enemies of the Zhao clan and the Yanmen Army are no longer the same size as them, and they are not even qualified as opponents.

For them, revenge is just a matter of hand.

Capturing Yanmen Pass was easy for them, and their intentions were not in this regard. Entering the Guannai and taking Yanping City directly and destroying Daqi is their strategic goal!

......

As the battle continued, Xiao Yan and Chalahan's brows gradually furrowed.

In their prediction, the soldiers should quickly break through the defense line of the Yanmen army, capture the city with an unstoppable momentum, and enter the pass, not to mention the Yanmen army scattered and fled, at least let the other side retreat.

But now half a day has passed, and the wall is still firmly held in the hands of the Yanmen army.

The surging attack of the Northern Hu army did not even completely submerge the city wall, and it was beaten again and again like the water of the ebbing tide, and it was unable to be defeated.

Instead of the huge waves flooding the reef, the battlefield became a constant ebb and flow of the tide!

The battle situation was stalemate, and the two sides were evenly matched! Not to mention that the Northern Hu army did not make progress and took advantage, it was also beaten by the Yanmen army by relying on the geographical advantages and fortifications of the city, and was obviously at a disadvantage!

This greatly surprised Charahan and Xiao Yan.

"There are not many soldiers in the Yanmen Army, but there are too many cultivators, and there are so many Imperial Qi Realm and Yuan Shen Realm that it is unreasonable!" Charahan turned as pale as iron, and was the first to say his observations.

"According to the usual practice, among the 10,000 Southern Dynasty troops, there are three to four people in the Yuan Shen Realm and about twenty people in the Imperial Qi Realm. During the Battle of Fengming Mountain, except for An Siming's descendants, the number of cultivators in the Yanmen Army remained roughly at this number. ”

Xiao Yan's voice was low, and her analysis had accurate numbers, "That is to say, the Yuan Shen Realm of the Southern Dynasty army only exists at the level of a commander of a battalion of five thousand people, and the Imperial Qi Realm is a commander of five hundred people and a commander of the upper and lower captains.

"Right now, it's a different story!"

In the Beihu army, the commander of the thousand is the Yuan Shen Realm, and the commander of the thousand men must be in the late stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, and there are more than ten people in the Yuan God Realm and more than 100 people in the Imperial Qi Realm in a team of 10,000 people.

Tianyuan Khan was able to maintain the certainty of winning the southern expedition in the face of the huge national strength of the prosperous era of Great Qi, which was the greatest reliance.

"At present, there are more than 100 people in the Yanmen Army Yuan God Realm, and there are countless Imperial Qi Realms!" Charahan said in a solemn tone. The reason why the battle situation is the way it is now is the biggest reason!

There was a mixture of doubt and contemplation in his eyes: "In the Southern Dynasty, this is at least the configuration of 300,000 troops. Even in our army, it takes 100,000 troops to have the strength of this cultivator!"

He looked at Xiao Yan: "Could it be that the Zhao clan has gathered all their cultivators in Yanmen Pass?"

"That's not so much!"

Xiao Yan's eyes drooped, she knew the situation of Daqi very well, "In the Southern Dynasty, among the eighteen generals and thirteen sects, the number of Yuan Shen realms owned by each family was between thirty and fifty, and most of them had official positions, so it was impossible to leave their duties easily.

"Even if the Zhao clan exerts all their strength, they won't be able to get so many cultivators!"

Speaking of which, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In the sixth year of Qianfu, when she was planning to kill the Zhao cultivators through Daizhou, she had a detailed investigation into the strength of the Zhao family.

At that time, including the Zhao clan members who served in the Yanmen Army and the Dadu Governor's Mansion and presided over the Zhao clan's industry in various places, there were only a few hundred cultivators of the Zhao clan, and there were only forty or fifty Yuan Shen Realm!

"Could it be that another family sent cultivators to help the Zhao clan guard the pass?" Charahan could only think of this possibility.

Xiao Yan shook his head decisively: "The alliance family may send a few masters over, but it is absolutely impossible to send so many cultivators! Besides, before the big war, each family has its own position, and they send all the cultivators out, what should they do with themselves?"

Charahan was anxious, and said with some annoyance, "Then what is going on with these cultivators who have come out of thin air?"

Xiao Yan could only think of the only remaining possibility: "Jianghu cultivator." ”

"Jianghu cultivator?"

"The Southern Dynasty is different from us, our cultivators are all tribal warriors, and this time they are all in the battle, but the Southern Dynasty has a large land and a large population, and there are many cultivators among the people, if they gather at Yanmen Pass in a big way, then it is not impossible to have the situation in front of them. ”

Charahan's eyes flickered: "Is that really the case?"

Xiao Yan didn't answer.

She knew that the odds were also low.

When the Son of Heaven called on the righteous people of the Quartet to be diligent and rewarded, how could there be so many good men in the rivers and lakes at the beginning of the war?

Charahan continued to observe the battlefield.

In the middle of the sound, he said slowly: "In addition to cultivators, the next thing to compete in is weapons and armaments. ”

Xiao Yan said: "We don't lack armor or blades now, and we have almost no disadvantage in this aspect against the Southern Korean army." ”

"To win, there is no disadvantage and there is not enough, there must be an advantage. ”

"The Sirius Bow is our strength. ”

"But now that advantage is gone!"

Xiao Yan looked towards the battlefield, her eyebrows covered with a layer of frost.

In fact, she has already discovered this.

In the Yanmen Army, a new type of rune bow appeared: the amethyst rune bow.

In the years that Xiao Yan was in Yanping, he had seen the amethyst stone rune bow, and at the end of the battle of Fengming Mountain, the amethyst rune bow also appeared. In terms of performance, the Amethyst Rune Bow is even better than the Sky Wolf Bow.

But the amethyst stone rune bow is expensive, and there are only a thousand in seven years.

But now, according to observation and calculation, the number of amethyst rune bows in the Yanmen army has almost reached 10,000!

With so many amethyst rune bows appearing in the Yanmen Army, the only possibility is that over the years, almost all of the amethyst produced by Liu's amethyst mine has been used to make rune bows, and none of them have flowed into the people!

Xiao Yan felt the seriousness of the situation.

They are sure of the Southern Expedition, and they rely on the cultivators and the Heavenly Wolf Bow. And now, at least in front of Yanmen Pass, in this offensive and defensive battle, they have no obvious advantage in these two points!

Xiao Yan still doesn't know why there are so many cultivators in Yanmen Pass, and the amethyst stone rune bow.

But she understands a little.

In this battle, the Zhao family was fully prepared in advance!

There's a lot of meaning in that.

The water is unfathomable.

The Zhao clan is still strong, and it is still a strong enemy!

The tide of the battle will most likely not develop as they thought before.

Xiao Yan's gaze finally fell on the city tower, and fell on the young man who was sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes.

Never moved away.

His eyes are full of murderous intent!

She knew that if there was an answer to all this, then the answer must be in this person.

In the seventh year of Qianfu, it was this person who made her lose and let her fine dynasty collapse overnight!

And now, the other party is trying to let her go home again!

How could she accept it?

"War, in the final analysis, still depends on the real strong to divide the victory. At this moment, Charahan also stared at the person on the city tower, and his mood was the same as Xiao Yan.

After saying this, he took a step forward, full of momentum, and his robe was sassy, "Since the soldiers can't win for this king, let this king win for the warriors!"