The ninth day of October. 【Reading.com】

The hot and humid sea breeze blew across the vast plains west of Montenegro, sending the broken flags that were still planted on the battlefield to whirl and twist a chill that penetrated the hearts of people, and every inch of the land here had been watered with blood, and millions of corpses had been deposited on it, forming a dense mound of human flesh.

In the early morning mist, a column of sergeants drove out of the Great Eagle Valley fortress to clear the corpses that had accumulated on the road, clearing the way for the great battle, and when the corpses became an obstacle to the advance of the army, the cruelty of the war was self-evident.

Pieces of deep pits and ravines that were blasted out by the Sword Emperor or Sword Saint with a sword mang, became the natural graves of these dead people, and the sun came out and dispelled the mist, but it could not be dispelled, and the strong and disgusting smell of rotting corpses lingered in this land.

"Who?" a sergeant from the Northeast Regions, who was carrying the corpse, casually glanced at the front of the battlefield, and this glance made him curse the center of the battlefield where the dense corpses were deposited, and a living person appeared.

He didn't know when he was already standing here, the dew on the white golden sword robe showed that he came from the night, his side face was exquisite with a sense of divine compassion, standing calmly like jade among the corpses, as if he was enjoying the smell of rotting corpses, and his forehead was frozen with a touch of mourning, as if he was mourning his compatriots who had died in battle.

When he heard the sound and looked back slightly, the sergeant who was a hundred meters away was caught in the ice cellar by his vision, his face was stagnant, and the sergeants who crawled out of the pile of dead people were not forced by his momentum, but the lifelike colorful phoenix painted on his chest.

"It's Your Highness...."The stagnation on the faces of the sergeants instantly turned into shock, and then with excitement and excitement, a gust of wind ran back to the Great Eagle Valley to report the news, His Highness stood at the forefront of the battlefield, undoubtedly passing such a message....

....Troops are going out today!

Yong'an City, this is a city located in the northeast region, but it remembers the humiliation of the people in the southeast region.

In the past, half of the city wall that was broken by Di Yunchen's sword has been repaired completely, but the traces of the new bricks and old stone interfaces can not be concealed, and now, in the southeast region army once again hit Yong'an City, it seems that in order to correct the sentence "where you come from, you have to get up from where", the commander of the army in the southeast region, Yutai Crescent, set up the tent in Yong'an City.

"Where is there any letter from Hengfan Island?" This is a rather soft female voice, from the huge marching tent in the central square of Yong'an City, as the curtain of the tent was lifted by a bare hand, a beautiful and graceful woman walked out, dressed in a dark silver piping plain white sword robe, she did not lose a mysterious atmosphere in the affinity, the beautiful goose egg face has a pair of deep and penetrating eyes, the corner of the eye that is a circle of fine crow's feet betrayed her over forty years old, youth is losing, but the well-proportioned figure still supports her full of charm. Her thin lips rose slightly with an inexplicable smile, as if to tell everyone outside the tent that she had always been confident about the war.

She is the Xinyue of the Mountains, she was unknown before, and even when she was together, she couldn't convince the sword cultivators of the various sects in the Southeast Regions, but it was she, after spending the losses that the Southeast Regions could bear, and spending 15,000 people from the Cidu Divine Sect to display the corpses, all the sword cultivators of the Southeast Regions fell under her pomegranate skirt....

This is the first time that a man in the southeast region has fallen under a woman's pomegranate skirt not for "sex", but for her wisdom.

"Elder Min Changtian has already sent a letter from Hengfan Island early in the morning, and the situation is not good. An elder dressed in the clothes of an elder of the Xuanyin Sect stepped forward and bowed in response.

Because of the relationship between Nishang and Di Yunchen, Min Changtian, the great elder of the Xuanyin Sect, has been dismissed from the war, and this time he was used as a lobbyist by the Xuanyin Sect, and sent him to Hengfan Island on behalf of the Xuanyin Sect, promising heavy profits, and sending troops to the Northeast Regions in combination with overseas sword cultivation.

"Oh?" "The new moon of the platform replied lightly and looked at the elder who was making a sound, "Could it be that the Great Guangliang Temple sent troops, and it scared the tens of thousands of sword cultivators on Hengfan Island who didn't dare to move?"

"As if this is not the case, Elder Min sent a letter saying that the commander of the overseas sword cultivation team, the two opponents of the Venerable Zhuyuan of Fox Foot Island, were assassinated two days ago, and I heard that the Venerable Zhu Yuan family on Fox Foot Island was also threatened, so that Venerable Zhu Yuan is now confused and cannot be finished all day, even Elder Min can't see anyone, I heard that it was the Cidu Divine Sect that sent an assassin from the Sword God Realm, but just this person could not be found, Hengfan Island Sword Cultivation is now a rumor that everyone is in danger, there is a big Guangliang Temple in front of him to block it, and there are assassins in it, and they have the heart to talk about sending troops to invade the Northeast Regions。 ”

There was a hint of sorrow in the deep eyes of the new moon when she heard this, she knew who the assassin was, and half a year ago, her nephew died under the sword of the assassin. This is the point where she is most worried about the scene, what she is worried about is not that the Cidu Divine Sect sent a god-level master, but that the other party is no longer making a move according to common sense, but the face of the Divine Sect is facing the threat of its Southeast Region Alliance Sect to play orders, and the conspiracy and conspiracy are two-pronged.

When the Demon Sect withdrew and the Great Guangliang Temple sent troops, the Xinyue expected that the battle situation would be extremely difficult for the Xuanyin Sect next, or that their hope of victory would rely on the overseas sword cultivation of Hengfan Island, for this reason, they even did not hesitate to promise that as long as the Cidu Divine Sect was overturned, half of the mountains and rivers in the Northeast Region would be handed over to overseas sword cultivators in the future. Tens of thousands of overseas sword cultivators, wouldn't they still be able to break through the defense line of thousands of monks in Daguangliang Temple?

But she didn't expect that the other party would calculate what she had calculated, and she was stunned to lose face and send a god-level assassin to do the clumsy trick of threatening to make orders, although it was not on the table, it was quite effective against overseas sword cultivators who were originally a group of rabble.

It can be said that before the official battle, the new moon of Tantai had already learned the city government planning of Di Yunchen, the new commander of Cidu.

"Di Yunchen is a good strategist, the city is very deep, and he is good at winning with surprise, and the handsome is not despised!" An elder next to him reminded the contemplative Tantai Crescent.

The enmity between Di Yunchen and the Xuanyin Sect and the Tangtai family has been so thick that it can't be dissolved, and the two sons of the Xuanyin Sect who are in charge of the Xuanyin Sect, Tangtai Yongjun and Tangtai Yonghan, all died because of Di Yunchen, and the Xinyue of the Xuanyin Sect couldn't wait to swallow his flesh alive.

"People who are good at planning are very confident people, and one day, wisdom will be mistaken by wisdom!"

As soon as the words of the Tantai Crescent Moon fell, an urgent "report" order came from afar, and a sword cultivator from the Southeast Region who was guarding the enemy's news around the Black Mountain outside the city galloped to the Tantai Crescent and knelt down: "Tell the commander, the gate of the enemy's Great Eagle Valley fortress has been opened, and an unknown number of sword cultivators and sergeants have already flocked to the battlefield, in addition..."

The spy hesitated for a moment and continued: "There is a person who stood at the front of the battlefield in the early morning, looking at Yong'an City from afar, and is suspected of being the enemy commander Di Yunchen. ”

When the Xinyue and his party climbed the city wall, a round of red sun in the east had turned into a blazing golden sun, and the sky that had been shining for several days was as blue as a wash, and they seemed to have seen that in the center of the battlefield dozens of miles away, on the side of the pile of corpses, there was such a man, looking confidently at Yong'an City.

...

Inside the Great Eagle Valley Fortress.

It can be said that even Changfengzi Shen Yu didn't expect Di Yunchen to do anything, although Di Yunchen didn't say anything, but at this moment he was standing at the forefront of the battlefield, not to provoke the troops, wasn't it to mourn those soldiers in the Northeast Regions who died?

After hearing the news, the group of Divine Sect people had already rushed out of the Great Eagle Valley or from the black mountain where they were hiding, piling up behind Di Yunchen, and it was Hong Changqing who walked in the forefront, he knew what Di Yunchen was going to do, he would always remember every word Di Yunchen said, in Heze, when Luo Guan commanded thousands of sword cultivators to attack Hunyang Village, the result was defeated in the Liuyang River, and when the most retreating retreat was given to Di Yunchen, Di Yunchen said such a sentence -

I will always be at the forefront!

Hong Changqing still remembers that from Heze to the first break of Yong'an City, and then to the trip to the East China Sea, Di Yunchen has always adhered to this sentence, no matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, he has always taken the lead in charging forward.

Now Di Yunchen is standing at the forefront of the battlefield early in the morning, undoubtedly telling Hong Changqing that he is going to charge.

The military horn of the army sounded at the same time in Yong'an City and the Great Eagle Valley Fortress, and the columns of sergeants and pairs of sword cultivators lined up in an orderly formation to march towards the battlefield, and the most dazzling ego was undoubtedly Di Yunchen, who was the first to stand in the center of the two military formations.

Shi Yang, Shi Jian, Hong Changqing, the three of them galloped directly behind Di Yunchen, who was outside the Northeast Regions Army, half-knelt at his side, and never shy away from the fact that they were Di Yunchen's people appeared in front of millions of people on both sides of the enemy, in order to look forward to Di Yunchen to command them, in order to hear Di Yunchen's orders again, they all suffered more than two hundred days and nights.

"I just want to take a look, to see who the enemy commander who dragged my 15,000 Divine Sect people down Huangquan Road is sacred!" Di Yunchen said very lightly, but in this negligent tone, there was an unusually clear sorrow, and this mournful voice made every Divine Sect member who had just arrived behind him hear it clearly.

Your Highness, is you going to avenge your dead fellow today?

Everyone who was lucky enough to hear Di Yunchen's voice thought of it.

The military formations of both sides were still piling up, the shadow of the great battle was covered again, and the sky that had been cloudless a moment ago seemed to be overcast in an instant.

The grinding of swords and armor, the neighing of horses and the winch of crossbows, and the heavy footsteps of the sergeants, all the sounds intersected, and the two sides of the enemy and us, who were miles apart before the formation was formed, had already reached the state of saber rattling.

And Di Yunchen, who came out of the middle of the two military formations, undoubtedly became the focus of both the enemy and us.

He has always been the focus.

He opened his eyes at this moment, and a cold front with grains of golden light spit out from his eyes, lingering all over the body, densely covering the whole body, there were pale golden ice crystal particles, and on the periphery of this layer of light matter-like air cover, a grain of golden mangs flew away, inviolating the holiness of his whole ego, like an immortal descending.

The three of Hong Changqing, who were on Di Yunchen's side, decided to get up and draw their swords, His Highness was about to make a move...

"You... You don't have to follow, you can't keep up with me!" Di Yunchen finished speaking and looked at the south, his eyes broke through thousands of mountains and rivers, as if he saw a woman as beautiful as a fairy, her smooth forehead had a faint resentment....

"Bad guys, it's hard to be confined, the enemy camps hate, I can't resist your faint smile in my heart...."

"Ni Shang....No matter what kind of clear purpose this battle has, there is only one purpose in my heart, and that is for you, Ni Shang, the five-year period is approaching, and I have just begun!"

The next moment, Di Yunchen took a wisp of flying golden mangtail flame, turned into nine shadows, and rushed towards the army of the Southeast Region that was still arranged. To be continued......