"Feihai City has rebelled, this is the twenty-seventh. I wonder if this is embattled?"

Just across from the Thousand Cities Alliance's joint camp, inside a stone fortress. Hu Qianqiu was sneering and put the letter in his hand aside.

It was not destroyed directly, but neatly piled aside. This is to prepare for the aftermath of the fact, and settle the old accounts together!

His Royal Highness treats people generously, but if such a half-hearted courtier, if he doesn't slaughter some, how can he warn others?

At this time, within the jurisdiction of Qiantian Mountain City, the situation was indeed not good. It is a beacon fire everywhere, and the cities rebel.

Some local city lords are also throwing flattering glances at the Thousand Cities Alliance and Lingyun Sect, and Antong is not far from raising the rebel flag.

In the eyes of those who don't know, the Qiantian Mountain City on the side of Weiling has already collapsed.

Lingfakong was laughing, with inexplicable emotion: "Is it expected? When I first waited, didn't I also think that the monarch could not control a country, nor could he win the ancestral lineage? Those who don't know the Blood Cloud Iron Rider naturally think that my Qiantian Mountain has already lost. In seven days, there were only twenty-seven cities rebelling, which was very good. This is the king's way of governing the country, and the people's hearts are cohesive—"

According to Zong's original punishment, he should have stayed in the camp for ten years.

In the past two years, as the ships of the Qiantian Mountain hunted under the sea of clouds, they fought day by day. In the end, he was still guarded by the sect and exempted from criminal responsibility.

MG has not been restored, but its status is the same as before. This is because of Lingxuan, in recent years, the wolf clan has become more popular, and it is relisted within the four major tribes of the Qiantian Mountains.

This battle is self-invited, and it is also honorable. Qiantian Mountain is about to unify Yunlu, how can you not participate in such a grand event?

Maybe the dukedom of the country can be restored.

"That being said, it can also be hateful!"

Hu Qianqiu snorted coldly, flipped through the next letter talisman, and then was also angry: "Okay! Okay! Okay, this is the Yueqing City Lord's message, and I wish to return to the rule of the Thousand Cities Alliance." It is said that he is perverse, greedy and good, but he is a faint king without a way, and he is unwilling to be defeated. I also advise you and me, don't make mistakes for yourself, and help the abuse. If you want to keep your clansmen, it is best to bind yourself and ask the leader of the Thousand Cities Alliance for guilt. He also said that in the near future, he would raise another 100,000 troops to attack the surrounding cities. I advise the lords of the cities to think carefully about it—"

With a cruel laugh, Hu Qianqiu directly crushed the letter in his hand. With hideousness in his eyes, Yueqing City Lord, he wrote down this name!

Zong Ling also smiled: "Yueqing City Lord, remember this, he was also a vassal of Flame Mountain before. The previous time was to completely rebel against the Flame Mountain, but this time it was reversed, and it was also a desperate thing. I don't know the four words of life and death, that is, this generation. Do you really think that I have already crossed the Tianshan Mountain?"

As he spoke, he squinted and looked beyond the stone hall. This war, although there was no vassal army. However, outside the hall, there are still many city lords and generals, all of whom are worried.

In the past two years, most of the cities of Qiantian have been forcibly disarmed by the sect guards. Therefore, these people only brought some of the remaining guards jīng Rui.

It is mostly integrated with the rise and fall of Qiantian, and when I came here, I actually couldn't help much, but it meant to live and die with Qiantian.

In Zong Ling's eyes, although these people are a little noisy, it is annoying. But it is far more admirable and loved than those who betray.

Qiu Wei, who was immersed in studying the map in front of him, also raised his head: "The matter of counterinsurgency can be talked about later! Tonight, there should be a big battle!"

Hu Qianqiu raised his eyebrows: "I also expect that the male yù is not a person who is willing to give up." This NV is ambitious, how can he sit back and wait for the result of the battle on Xiaoshan?

Lingfa Kong also bowed slightly: "If the enemy can't succeed, he has no choice but to attack." If I expected it to be good, the place where she proceeded should be to the east—"...,

Stretching out his hand and dotting on the map, Hu Qianqiu immediately smiled: "Sure enough, it is worthy of being called a fox wolf, and he has not led troops for two years." The judgment is still the same, and so is my intention!"

Another cold snort said: "This time, I don't know if I will use the Dao troops of all sects? If it weren't for the scruples of these sects, even if there were tens of millions of enemies in front, our army would have been defeated." Actually, all it takes is a Xuanhu Iron Rider, but unfortunately—"

At this time, most of the jīng riders were taken away. The remaining part was not enough to deal with the total number of five thousand Taoist soldiers.

The rest of the people were also slightly helpless, but Qiu Wei opened his mouth and broke the silence. Then he slammed the hammer and struck it on the table: "If you can't do it, you need to try! Xiong Yù can't wait, you and I are the same." Don't disappoint you, and you can't sit back and enjoy it!"

As he was talking, the people in the hall suddenly raised their eyebrows. I only felt that the spiritual power above was constantly vibrating, and this was the ninth-order monk sitting on both sides, and he was in his hands.

The four of them glanced at each other, and then they all walked out of the stone hall. As soon as I walked up to the wall, I saw that there was no intention of withdrawing troops on the other side. There was also a group of armor soldiers, pouring out of the barracks, and the direction was exactly the east side that Lingfa Kong said.

The snare drum beats and the trumpet shakes the sky.

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The battle of Jī has reached the early hours of the morning, and more than a million people are surrounding these hills with gentle slopes. As well as several layers of plugged walls, constantly strangled and entangled.

It had been nearly six hours since the battle of Jī, and two of the three hills had been occupied.

And most of those layers of walls have been bulldozed by spirit masters and earth-based spells.

It's just that the Thousand Cities Alliance has also paid a huge price. A full 400,000 people lay dead here.

The bright red blood had already stained half of the ground red. In the sky, countless vultures are whirling, just waiting for the end of the war here. Just pounce down and enjoy the delicious taste of the corpse. However, the number of casualties in Qiantianshan was only a thousand. This is the reason for the strong attack regardless of casualties.

In exchange, there were 20 military towns in the Qiantian Mountains on the opposite side, and there was no danger to defend, so they could only line up on the plain to block them.

But even if the situation reached such a situation, Qiu Wei was still expressionless and calm.

This kind of fierce battle is the most impatient, and if you are in a hurry, you will make mistakes. The battle of great powers is not about who is wiser. It's about both sides, who makes fewer mistakes.

What's more, today, this line of defense is still impregnable.

With the wheel tactics, the Thousand Cities Alliance has already changed three times. Each time, more than a million armies were used, intent on exhausting them.

However, the effect is not obvious. The 360 military towns in the Qiantian Mountains are all jīng rui. Some of them, of course, are new to the battlefield. But there are also martial artists who are at the peak of cultivation, and the baptism of seven-day bloody battles can already be regarded as a hundred battles.

Most people, even if the sword is in front of them, can rest peacefully.

With these 200,000 people alone, he has the confidence to defeat ten times the land!

What Qiantianshan is really good at is not defending the city, but field warfare!

In the battle formation of the army, force its edge!

Although I am tired now, I am still ready to fight!

In front of him, he was already the fourth bō, with the armor and cavalry soldiers who were gradually exhausted from their strength. Retreat from both sides in a neat and orderly manner.

In front of them, there were dozens of phalanxes, all advancing forward. It is also flanked by a large city of jīng soldiers, supplemented by soldiers and horses of Zhucheng.

This time the number is smaller, only about 700,000. But the most striking thing this time is that it is located on the left, a jīng rides. There are less than six thousand, but they are all strong in breath, far superior to the armies.

The armor is also a very high-level spiritual weapon.

Qiu Wei raised his eyebrows, and then flicked his sleeves casually. On the side of the platform, there was immediately a phalanx, lined up in a neat queue, heading towards that formation.

Four thousand Split Wind Mo Swordsmen, four thousand Iron Tiger Euphorbia Warriors, and three thousand Wind Bear Pioneers. One of the top jīng Rui in the Qiantian Mountain, or one step behind these Dao soldiers, but it is enough to fight with it. ...,

It's just that it's a step to ride, and it's a little passive in the end. In the end, it depends on how the generals of both sides use their troops.

It's just that Qiu Wei doesn't intend to decide the victory or defeat in this battle, but outside the battlefield.

Looking into the distance, it was estimated that Hu Qianqiu's side should also make a move. Just ride this branch of Daoist soldiers and entangle them.

At this time, behind him, there was a sāo movement.

"I'm afraid it's not good!"

"It is said that the male yù is a master of the art of war, and there is this jīng riding in his hand. It's like a tiger with wings!"

"There is no danger to defend here, and you can ride on foot. The Governor should also prepare early. It's better to retreat a little bit—"

Even if Qiu Wei has always been calm and self-controlled, he can't help but cō at this time.

These people are so unoptimistic about him?

Doesn't he know that there is no chance of winning this battle? It is not necessarily that he will lose, but he will certainly not be able to win.

But this loss, he made up for it from other places.

These people have some identities, and they are not easy to reprimand and expel them, so Qiu Wei has no choice but to ignore them and continue to dispatch without hurry.

But then there was another burst, but in the center of the opposite side, there were plain white armor soldiers, and above the flag fluttering in front of the formation, there was a big 'void' word.

"Void, Void Zhengyuan, is it Cloud Saint City?"

After being stunned for a moment, Qiu Wei reacted. Then he laughed.

It's hard to say that this god also intends to let him have a big victory?

Zong Ling was beside him, and at this time, he also murmured: "It's really luck-"

As soon as these words came out, there was a thunderous roar in the sky. The clear sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds gathered.

And Qiu Wei's expression also returned to normal, looking up at the sky, and then resolutely said: "Rare opportunity! Order the left wing, the fourth town of the Xuanlong Army, to retreat seventy zhang!"

On the handsome platform of the Thousand Cities League, Xiong Yù was also frowning, looking at the sky.

"Looks like it's going to rain heavily!"

sighed secretly in her heart, this is God not helping her. Even if you can win today, once it rains heavily, you will not be able to pursue and expand the results of the battle.

Just thinking about it like this, he heard a person next to him: "The meaning of the sect leader is that the people of this Cloud Holy City can finally borrow the hand of Qiantian Mountain to get rid of some in this battle." This old wound of the false government is because of my sect. Although there has been no resentment, it is also a disaster for this person to stay. ”

It wasn't an ancestor maniac, it was another seventh-order spirit master of the Lingyun Sect, standing behind her with an expressionless face.

Xiong yù replied lightly, and then said 'um', full of astonishment.