In mid-August, when the plane trees in the imperial city of Zhongzhou began to shed their leaves, the Damang Seventh Route Army ended its previous stable defense and began to assault on all fronts, launching round after round of ferocious attacks.

The regular army gathered in Nanling Province by Yun Qin has exceeded 600,000 people, and it has an advantage in numbers compared to the Damang army that has been replenished again and again, and the side defending the city itself occupies a favorable position, so in a few days, the casualties of the Damang army are very heavy.

But even so, the offensive of the Da Mang army did not weaken, and the expressions on the faces of all the generals of Yun Qin in Nanling Province became more and more cold and dignified.

The drastic change in the imperial city of Zhongzhou not only came to naught in the great counteroffensive that the military had already begun to brew, but also in the case of the Damang army, which injured 1,000 itself and 800 enemies, the reserve supply of all the Yunqin troops in Nanling Province would become a problem.

Under the ferocious attack of the Damang army day after day, the casualties on both sides are very heavy, I am afraid that it will not take more than ten days, and more than half of the casualties on both sides will be lost, and the deployment of the Yunqin army in Nanling Province will not be as complete as it is now, just like a rain cloth that has been pierced through many holes. At that time, the reckless army will have the ability to carry out some intersperse, and the battle situation will completely transition from the stage of matching to the stage of winning by surprise.

At that time, although the number of the Damang army was still much smaller than that of the Yunqin army, there was no problem with their supply, and some arrows and ballistas and other ordnance would have an advantage. And the military rations of Yun Qin, I am afraid that there will also be problems, if some armies are interspersed and divided by the reckless army, and even the original grain storage granaries are captured or burned, some of the troops in Yun Qin will definitely be hungry, and their combat strength will definitely be greatly reduced.

According to Yun Qin's military's own estimation and assessment of Wenren Cangyue's previous commanders' records, if there is no special support, the battle situation in Nanling Province will be extremely dangerous.

The most important thing is that under the current tactics of Wenren Cangyue's current multi-way offensive operation with a large group army of the upright, the Yunqin military is still powerless to prevent the battle from developing in the direction that Wenren Cangyue wants.

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On the south bank of the Falling Star Lake, Wen Ren Cangyue rode a war horse, looking at the sparkling Falling Star Lake, in contemplation.

The faint blue color on his face that had been looming before was almost invisible, because he was an extremely strong saint master, even a cultivator like Ni Henian, who had almost transcended the concept of a saint master, when he was really against him, who would really be alive and who would die could not be known just by imagination, but also after the real life battle, so in order not to stop his soul power from gushing out, he was only wearing the Great Commander armor that was not completely sealed, and his defensive power could not be said to be extremely strong, but at this moment, he was wearing a long blood-red cloak on his body, but it was a flaming mountain rune, which was extraordinarily dazzling and mighty。

More than a dozen reckless generals were not far behind him, cowering and looking at his back with some coldness, looking at this blood-red cloak.

In fact, most of these reckless generals couldn't bear to see the astonishing casualties of the reckless army in recent days, but they didn't dare to have any objections to the military order of Wen Cangyue.

Because when Wen Ren Cangyue gave people a feeling of shrinking before, in the face of an important priest of Purgatory Mountain who was reprimanded, Wen Ren Cangyue used the most direct method to kill the important priest of Purgatory Mountain, and the Sect Leader of Purgatory Mountain just sent a cloak like this.

This blood-dazzling cloak represents the Purgatory Mountain Sect's satisfaction and support for Wenren Cangyue's work.

Therefore, on this front line, if there is a reckless general who has the intention of opposition, there are only two ends, one is to be killed directly, and the other is to be sent back to Purgatory Mountain and enslaved forever.

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Between the end of summer and the coming autumn, the Purgatory Mountains are still as hot and rainless as ever.

Zhang Ping has already put on a red divine official uniform embroidered with the flame runes of Purgatory Mountain, wearing a blood-red high hat, he has been freed from heavy physical chores, and what he does every day is already to supervise some workshops, and cooperate with some workshops that only purgatory mountain disciples like him wearing red divine official uniforms are qualified to enter, and carry out some soul soldier manufacturing that is very difficult for ordinary craftsmen and difficult to ensure the success rate.

At the same time, some of the old priests in charge of cultivation in Purgatory Mountain will also start to teach him some cultivation methods and combat skills in Purgatory Mountain in accordance with the practice of Purgatory Mountain.

Even if he was completely like a real disciple of Purgatory Mountain, completely cut off from Yun Qin and had no connection, but just according to the increasing number of workers in some workshops, some high-end ordnance compared to ordinary armies began to be manufactured in large quantities, Zhang Ping knew that Wenren Cangyue was already brewing a big storm for Purgatory Mountain, or rather, this big storm had already begun, and the Damang army and the Yun Qin army were engaged in a decisive battle that was even more cruel than the Southern Expedition.

Every day, Zhang Ping has tried his best to forget the fact that he is from Yun Qin, so that he is a suitable submarine.

However, even if he had been able to see the dense Sen Leng blades, thinking that these blades would eventually pierce through the body of the Yun Qin people, and he would no longer tremble at all, but many times, he still couldn't help but hear Chang Jingxiang and think of this Yun Qin woman. She told him to see every part of her body thoroughly, and he did, and he saw it very clearly, and then it was even more difficult for him to forget.

Many times he abruptly woke up from nightmares, haunted by the sometimes hot and sometimes cold feelings of her body, and thinking of her gaze as she finally died, he couldn't tell whether his heart became colder or softer and fragile when he thought of her every moment.

It's raining again in Purgatory Mountain.

It was another feast for the slaves.

Listening to the sound of rain and the faint cheers of slaves, looking at Zhang Ping, who had a somewhat vacant gaze, the old Purgatory Mountain priest who taught Zhang Ping the method of cultivation stopped, shook his head, and sighed lightly: "You are a very kind child, but I want to know, why did you still expose Chang Jingxiang that day?"

Zhang Ping's heart twitched instantly, but it became extremely cold and hard, he looked up, looking at this old priest of Purgatory Mountain with some blue-black spots on his face, and several wrinkles on his forehead like knife carvings, but there was kindness and pity in his eyes, and he lowered his head again, "I think I'm afraid that because of her, there will be many reckless people who will die in the hands of Yun Qin, and... I think even if she escaped, it would be impossible for her to escape from Da Mang back to Yunqin. ”

The old Purgatory Mountain priest sighed lightly, "The biggest reason, I'm afraid it's the latter?"

Zhang Ping's head hung lower, but he didn't say anything.

"Regardless of our status, we are always just individuals, and there are not many disciples like you in Purgatory Mountain. The old Purgatory Mountain priest looked at Zhang Ping, but his voice suddenly lowered, so low that it could only be heard between the two of them, but his tone was suddenly very serious: "People are a little selfish, and I naturally have some selfishness, you are my favorite student... So you have to listen carefully... Your attitude towards things, as well as your previous performance, are very satisfactory above, and you have passed the test of loyalty to Hellmountain, so this season, your name is on it. ”

Zhang Ping couldn't understand what Ji and what name was on it, so the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but raise his head again.

However, before he could make any sound, the old Purgatory Mountain Priest let out an extremely low voice that was already extremely stern: "Demon Transformation, your name is on the list of cultivating Demon Transformation." ”

Zhang Ping's breathing was sudden, and his face was slightly pale.

The news was so shocking and unexpected, so for a while, he was just a little numb, and he didn't know whether it was fear or surprise, or any other emotion.

"You don't think it's fun to practice demonic transformation. ”

The old Purgatory Mountain Priest's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice, "Demon Transformation... Everyone knows that it is the strongest cultivation method in Purgatory Mountain, and if you become a disciple of Purgatory Mountain who has become a demonic change, you will become an apostle, and you will be able to become an elder in the future. But you have to understand that cultivating demonic transformation is extremely difficult and extremely dangerous. Among the ten Purgatory Mountain disciples who are qualified to practice demonic transformation, only 12 out of 10 can succeed, and most of those who are unsuccessful will die directly, and only a few will be lucky enough to survive. ”

Zhang Ping's lips trembled slightly, looking at the old Purgatory Mountain Priest, and he still couldn't make a sound for a while.

"I am the one who is lucky enough to survive, but the pain in the marrow bones over the years is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Seeing that Zhang Ping seemed to understand the stakes, the old Purgatory Mountain Priest's face calmed down a bit, and he said slowly: "We had a total of twenty-six people cultivating the Demon Transformation that season, and only three of them succeeded in the end, plus me and one who was lucky, but the body resisted if the cultivation failed, and none of them died, and the remaining twenty-one people all died." ”

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Zhang Ping took a deep breath, bowed down, and bowed to the old Purgatory Mountain Priest.

The old Purgatory Mountain priest said in a deep voice: "We in Purgatory Mountain will never give our disciples the right to choose... These things, I tell you, are against the rules of Purgatory Mountain, and if the elders know about them, I will be severely punished. All the verification and selection are carried out in secret, and those of you who are on this season's list will be arranged to do some things in the next few days, and you don't feel any different at all, but the way you do these things will ultimately determine whether you will be selected to cultivate the Demon Transformation. There are more than 50 people on the list this season, and more than 20 should be selected in the end. If you perform well because of the next assignment and fall into the final twenty-odd people, you must practice demonic transformation, or you will either die or be thrown into the deepest mine until you die. I told you these things, whether you want to cultivate the Demon Transformation or not, you will have the opportunity to choose for yourself, it is only up to you to decide... If you want to cultivate the Demon Transformation, you can choose to redouble your efforts and performance in the next ten days, if you don't want to cultivate the Demon Transformation, you can deliberately perform poorly. ”

"Thank you for your kindness and for giving me the opportunity to choose. Zhang Ping crouched in front of the old Purgatory Mountain priest and didn't get up for a while.

The old Purgatory Mountain priest couldn't see his face, he couldn't see the expression on his face.

At this moment, no one in this world knows Zhang Ping's true mood and what he thought of in his heart during this time.

The only thing that can be known is his decision.

"Teacher, I have decided to redouble my efforts and have the qualifications to cultivate demonic transformation. He lay down a lot, and finally the old Purgatory Mountain priest heard him say this.

The old Purgatory Mountain priest respected Zhang Ping's decision, nodded, and sighed silently.

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