The starry sky was hidden, thunder and lightning raged, and pale light illuminated the inky mountains one after another.

The last second was just the sound of rain...

In the next second, the sound of blood, shouts, and the sound of the golden iron horse suddenly exploded in the silent night.

The wind swept through the raindrops and chaos the size of beans.

Bai Shan paused silently, standing damply on the top of the mountains with black hair, choosing a just right spot to overlook the battle at his feet.

The army of "King of Jin" Zhao Ran, the vanguard of the Northern Barbarians, and the army of "King Ming" Zhu Qinghai have already met.

And Shilu Temple became the center of the fight.

The soldiers wore armor and carried out their troops, like two tides rushing in completely different directions, gathering in the center of this thousand-year-old temple, the rain hit their cold iron armor, and the lightning shone on the cold light on the metal armor, like dragon scales.

Although the King of Jin brought the elite, it was still a little difficult to deal with the vanguard army of the Northern Barbarians.

Dressed in animal skins and wielding broadswords, the barbarians slashed the armored soldiers with their strong physique, leaped up and thrust their necks in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a heavy blow, splashing countless muddy waters.

But after landing, there were big soldiers who stabbed and nailed the barbarians who couldn't dodge to the ground.

The barbarian was not afraid of death, and threw the broadsword violently before he died.

The broadsword swirled and slashed the sergeant's face, driving him backwards, on his back, facing the sky, blood flowing down from the fracture of his eyebrows, nose, lips and chin, staining the ground red.

The charge of the soldiers, hand-to-hand combat, was just an appetizer.

In this world, if there is no way of soldiers, then the soldiers who fight separately are just a rabble.

King Jin stood in the rain, and someone held an umbrella for him.

Rainwater falls on the umbrella surface and leaves it along the arched umbrella surface, washing the surrounding area into a circular waterfall.

It was the first time he had participated in a war of this magnitude, and in such a war, he was the commander.

He thought of Princess Yuzhen, and then thought of the brother-in-law who was sitting in the Four Elephant Sect, and then remembered his identity, and suddenly became a little more ambitious, his father was seriously ill, if he was an immortal, who would be on the throne?

"What's the point of being cruel? Can you stop my immortals in Middle-earth? ”

"The reason why the immortals haven't made a move yet, they must still be waiting, I need to behave well!"

King Jin's eyes flashed.

"Deficit flag! Charge! ”

"Pyantas! Charge! ”

The words fell, and two cavalry teams with armor systems and morale and military style that were completely different from ordinary soldiers came out.

Each army is 3,000 people, which belongs to the special army of Daqian and is also the confidant army of the King of Jin.

The general who led the army held the halberd in the rain, burst out loud, rode his horse to lead the troops, galloped wildly, and after a few steps, he saw that if there was a real phantom centered on him, it was born upward.

The phantom is nearly ten zhang high, that is, Shilu Temple is short, the halberd is more than ten zhang long, swinging down, driving the wind and rain, just two or three slashes, and all the barbarians who rushed to the front were killed.

There were corpses littered between the two camps.

"King Ming" Zhu Qinghai watched silently, he led the army back slightly, the monks who entered Shilu Temple before were obviously wiped out, and he only had 8,000 troops, and it was not a good countermeasure to charge forward on this occasion.

On the other side, in the Northern Barbarian camp, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded.

The burly general in spiked armor raised his arms and rushed out.

With this roar, the 20,000 vanguard soldiers behind him were like a tide, all of them swarmed in, and the aura was bundled in one place.

"Roar!!

The image of the general holding a mace is gradually "inflated" and "raised"...

In an instant, it was already dozens of feet high.

In front of him, the nearly ten-zhang "soldiers giants" have all become dwarfs.

This barbarian general is named Yeba Khan, and he is the Ye family of the main battle faction, so he naturally has been able to observe the military path that came from the transaction, and now it can be regarded as a small test.

Yeba Sweat grinned and waved off the phantom of the mace of dozens of feet.

The suicide note of the former soldier saint recorded the method of commanding more soldiers, but this method was "insulated" from the aura, and the immortals could not practice it at all.

However, for the barbarians who are partial to the abyss and have "body mutations", this kind of military technique is just right, which can make them like tigers and their strength to a higher level.

In particular, Han Bingsheng's art of war pays attention to the more the merrier, which makes them completely capable of fighting even in the face of monks.

Of course, when the backer king went to trade, he would never be stupid to hand over all the art of war of Han Bingsheng, but only this part was enough.

"Die!!"

Night Pull sweat roared sharply.

The spirit of the 20,000 vanguard soldiers of the Northern Barbarians, coupled with the sacred art of war of the Korean soldiers, is no longer comparable to the Great Cadre Army.

However, if it is said that "Da Qian castrated" Han Bingsheng's art of war, it is a little wronged, because Da Qian actually did not get all of Han Bingsheng's art of war at all, but only got a small part.

At this time, the Deficit Banner and the Flame Army's Soldier Giants were directly attacked.

But two giants were broken, but two giants were immediately raised.

The Northern Barbarian Giant smashed it again.

The giants of the two armies continued to smash, but as soon as they were shattered, two giants rose again.

The Northern Barbarian Soldier Dao Giant smirked and smashed it three times.

The Deficit Banner and the Flame Army's Soldier Giants were like papier-mâché, and they were blown up again.

After three successive blows, the two special armies of this great cadre finally died down and fell silent.

When the morale of the soldiers was dispersed, the two special armies with a strength of 3,000 also fell directly into a state of weakness, and the soldiers were also in turmoil and anxiety, and could only barely maintain their fighting spirit.

The way of war is terrible, and it is here, and this is why the civil uprising cannot be effective.

Imagine that your army is nothing but a rabble, but the army of the imperial court can condense such a terrible military giant, how can you fight?

On the high cliff, the white mountain can be seen clearly.

This confirms some of his previous views.

According to his own data calculations, the limit of [Santao of the Great Cadre Army] is to command 10,000 people, and he can only command 10,000 ordinary soldiers, and the strength value is about 100, and with the battle flag and other gadgets, it reaches about 130 in the sky.

Therefore, this deficit flag and the Spectral Flame Army are really elite.

Although there are only 3,000 troops, they can build three Soldier Dao Giants in a row, just like 30,000 ordinary soldiers, but they can only do this, and they can't gather the qi of 3,000 soldiers to gather a stronger Soldier Dao Giant.

But the Northern Barbarian General directly commanded 20,000 vanguards, and constituted a bigger and stronger military giant.

And for 20,000 people, the strength is about 1,000, and with some items, it can reach 1,200 or 300.

Such a huge gap is devastating, and there is no chance of turning the tables.

On the other side...

King Jin naturally didn't know such an "essential algorithm under the surface", after all, this algorithm was summarized and summarized by Bai Shan, and then roughly estimated with some thinking in his previous life. (Actually, when the strength reaches a certain level, there will be a qualitative estimate, but because the vast majority of people have not been exposed to BUG exercises such as the [Open Heaven Sutra], nor have they practiced an exercise to the Great Perfection, so to a certain extent, the level of the realm can represent the strength of the strength.) ）

At this time, the King of Jin originally saw his own army showing its might, and his mood eased slightly, and at this time, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the invincible giants of dozens of feet.

Immediately afterwards, he reacted, looked at King Ming, who was "fishing and fighting" on the side, and scolded angrily: "Zhu Qinghai!! If you have won the military path of the former dynasty, how can you pass on the military path to the barbarians for the sake of the alliance?!! Are you luring wolves into the house, and you want the entire Daqian to fall into the Northern Barbarian Rebellion?! ”

The barbarians are extremely brave in individual combat, and some barbarians have long become "ghost barbarians" (barbarians dyed with the breath of the abyss), if you add the soldiers of the previous dynasty, it is unimaginable.

King Jin had found the prestige of "Northern Barbarian Blood Jialan" in the history books, and knew that these terrifying heavy armored soldiers could fight with the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Han Soldier Holy Leader as long as 8,000.

But what would happen if this army called "Blood Garan" had the art of war of Han Bingsheng?

In the distance, Zhu Qinghai also heard the angry scolding of the King of Jin, although he also felt that it was a little inappropriate to give the military road to the Northern Barbarians, but at this time, when he saw the other party deflated, he sneered and replied: "It's better than you traitors in the world who are fighting for the tiger!" ”

Then, Zhu Qinghai shouted again: "King Jin, the lives are devastated, and the people are suffering, why did it happen?!" You have peace of mind!! ”

When the two were in the imperial capital, they also drank at the same table and knew each other well.

But at this time, the camps are already opposing and they are not dying.

The two had only scolded each other for a sentence or two, but the giant, which was dozens of feet high, had already brandished a mace and smashed it down.

Rumble!!

But he saw a whirling whirlwind erupt from the void, and then the earth shook violently. The soldiers were like sitting on a "trampoline" and were jerked up.

Immediately afterwards, the mace waved rapidly, and between the sweeps, the yellow wall and courtyard temple of Shilu Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, were suddenly swept away and bricks were broken, and the wall collapsed and the house collapsed.

And the thousands of cadres and soldiers at the front were swept into flesh and blood just by looking at their faces.

The King of Jin did not participate in the bloody battle between the current dynasty and the previous dynasty, and only read a little from the history books... At this time, he watched this scene in amazement.

Is this still a clash between two armies?

Or rather... Is this the real clash between the two armies?

How invincible was the original Han Bingsheng who commanded hundreds of thousands of troops?

I remember that there was still Buddhism in the previous dynasty, so how was such a Han Bingsheng and Buddhism destroyed by Daqian?

Call!!!

In an instant, the mace swept again.

Thousands of soldiers were killed, flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and the ancient temples in ruins were sprinkled with a layer of fresh minced meat, which was extremely bloody.

In an instant, the giant of the Northern Barbarians had already come to the King of Jin.

Looking at this big prince, the giant raised his stick and smashed it.

King Jin looked up at the giant, only to feel that his liver and gallbladder were cold, like drowning at the bottom, and it was difficult to breathe.

The monk beside him, who was pretending to be a guard, reacted quickly, sacrificed a second-grade magic weapon, and went to the mace.

The glow of the two magic weapons rose into the sky.

Boom!

Boom!

The brilliance shattered in an instant.

The artifact was also smashed open.

The two monks hurriedly rose with their swords, one left and one right, like a fork in the Changhong, and the blue water was divided.

However, the giant of the Northern Barbarian Dao, who was dozens of zhang, slapped one with his left hand, and smashed the mace with his right hand at one.

"No!! No!!! ”

The monk on the right was hit by the mace and exploded directly into a blood mist, and even the robes did not play a defensive role.

The monk on the left was twisting and turning in mid-air, extremely agile, but like a mosquito flying around his big hand, he was quickly pinched by the big hand of the giant of the Northern Barbarian Soldier's Dao, and then directly pinched and exploded.

King Jin couldn't care about the prince's demeanor anymore, so he turned around and ran.

But where did he run the night to pull out the sweat of the military giant.

It took a monk's big hand to pinch a monk at night, and he directly slapped it at the king of Jin.

"My life is on hold..."

King Jin felt a terrible oppressive force descending from the sky.

Before the giant hand approached, he was overwhelmed by the pressure attached to it, and his body could not bear it, and he threw himself forward, his throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out directly.

At this moment, a sharp Changhong came from afar, pulled the trajectory, broke through the rain curtain, and came directly to the King of Jin, and when the giant hand fell, it directly pulled the King of Jin to fly forward and escape.

Boom!!

The giant hand burned a huge hole behind the two of them.

But the two of them have escaped.

...

The person who shot was naturally Baishan.

He was planning to jump sideways repeatedly today and fan the flames; At this time, when I saw Yuzhen's younger brother about to be killed, he, who was a brother-in-law, really couldn't help but make a move, so he made a move, anyway, his current body and face are 108,000 miles different from "Baishan".

King Jin escaped death, only to feel the wind whistling in his ears, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted, he looked sideways, but saw that it was a strange monk, thinking that it was a monk who went out with the Qingyun Immortal Sect this time.

There was still blood in his mouth, his throat was pickled, and he said hoarsely: "Thank you Immortal Master." ”

Bai Shan threw him in a safe place and said, "The front is chaotic, the King of Jin still retreats to the rear quickly, and next time he may not have such good luck." ”

King Jin was stunned for a moment, and said respectfully: "I don't know what the name of the immortal master is, Zhao Ran must thank him when he is right." ”

Bai Shan pretended to sneer and mocked: "A mere mortal, what can I give me?" How dare you brag and exaggerate? I'm just going to do it, and if I don't retreat quickly, don't be embarrassed again! ”

King Jin was dumbfounded, and an inexplicable sense of shame that he was looked down upon rose from the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly understood why the eldest sister had left everything to cultivate immortals.

At this point... He also gave birth to the idea that the imperial power is not rich enough, and he felt that if he could follow the eldest sister to cultivate immortals together, it might not be bad.

What's more, he also has a brother-in-law of the world's first sect master.

The thought flashed, and King Jin respectfully thanked him again, then turned around and ran back.

Bai Shan saw him running away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that King Jin was not afraid of death, so he turned his head and led people to the front line for meritorious service, and then died in battle.

At that time, if Yu Zhen knew that he was also here today, then if he didn't say it, he would be cold in his heart after all.

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Late autumn is bleak, and the night rain keeps falling wildly.

The cold wind blows through the forest.

Rumbling thunder came from afar, and lightning flashed from time to time, and everything shone white.

Bai Shan glanced into the distance.

Obviously, Lei Shanxiang didn't know who he was fighting against.

And Yeba Khan, who had been chasing King Jin before, also seemed to be stopped.

In the rain, everyone's vision was blurred.

Confusion, fear, murder, pervasive.

It was a young girl, a girl in a white dress, who was drenched in heavy rain and accentuated her seductive curves.

But this girl in a white dress looks young, but she has lived for hundreds of years, and she is An Xuezhi, who is the last of the twelve immortals in Qingyun.

In terms of seniority, she and Bai Shan are both third-generation disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Sect.

can talk about intimacy, she, Ying Fengxian, and Lei Shan Xiang are all out of the same door as Baishan Division.

However, all this is just an illusion.

Bai Shan stopped, and he had re-chosen the place to watch the battle———— the more than twenty-zhang tall decapitated Buddha statue of Shilu Temple.

The Buddha statue was the only statue still standing, and even though it had withstood the blow of Yaba Khan, it had not fallen.

Distance...

An Xuezhi's ancient sword and sword swirled and danced, and her body was like a cloud of dreamlike white smoke, shimmering in the sky, bright and uncertain, obviously very good at escaping arts, and testing this military giant.

Suddenly, her figure stopped slightly, and she etherealized down in mid-air, a cold glow flashed in her eyes, and the sword wheel magic weapon carried the wind and rain around her, turning into a water dragon that broke through the water, and flowed towards the military path giant formed by Yeba Khan with 20,000 barbarian soldiers.

Under this blow, the giant suddenly shattered and exploded in the rain.

The night sweat is as if it has been drained of vitality, and his face is depressed.

"The realm of the little senior sister should not have entered the late stage of the Manifestation God Realm, so it should be almost the same as the real people of Huanglong." Bai Shan held back his aura and watched quietly, "I heard Senior Sister Fengxian say before that Senior Sister Fengxian has a natural premonition of danger, so... It is common to seek good fortune and avoid evil. ”

Under such circumstances, the "aura exploration" of the monks in the late stage of the Manifestation Realm could not detect him at all.

And he was not observing the scene in the distance through his "divine sense", but only through the five senses of his terrifying body.

"Using the Divine Sense" will be discovered.

Just by looking at the eyes, that won't.

In the distance, An Xuezhi's fingers twisted slightly and spread out.

The ancient sword and sword wheel that had slain the giants were like heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals who had received orders, and the circle turned into a taut, end-to-end sharp straight line, tearing apart the rain curtain, and making a sharp sound of needles piercing the eardrums.

An Xuezhi danced with her hand.

This ancient sword "chain" turned into a big hole directly in front of it.

Yeba Khan was also on this opening, and he was directly cut in half.

The Northern Barbarians lost their leader, and they became a rabble.

An Xuezhi put away the ancient sword weapon, held the talisman in her hand, and was about to torture and kill these northern barbarian soldiers.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently.

In the distance, the rain curtain turned into a wave of steam, rising highly.

During this period, a galloping army, each of which was more than three meters tall, was as burly as an ox, with pale red skin and dull eyes, and was led by a general who rode a wolf.

This army is 10,000 people, and it is one of the killer weapons brought by the Northern Barbarians, and its army name is the Red God Army.

The army comes from a "mixed" and blessed army.

Such an army can only be driven by blood relatives.

The general who rode the wolf was named Kedana, and he was a henchman of Yelu Mountain.

As Ke Dana ran, the red and black demon shadow condensed behind him, although his height was only dozens of zhang, but he didn't know how much it had condensed, as if the real devil had descended.

An Xuezhi looked at the rushing red and black demon shadow, and was about to repeat the old trick and kill it, but suddenly felt a burst of shock, and an inexplicable sense of danger came to her heart.

"Why does this army give me such a dangerous feeling?"

"Then let's withdraw first..."

An Xuezhi originally wanted to come forward to fight, but her premonition made her choose to retreat.

In the distance, she raised her hand and threw the talisman out.

Several tornadoes condensed into spears, but they were randomly slapped away by the red and black shadows.

But with just such a back and forth, An Xuezhi has flown away.

Bai Shan looked at this little senior sister silently, and saw that she chose to retreat without even trying to fight, and knew that what Senior Sister Fengxian said before was true.

Senior Sister An Xuezhi is indeed quite sensitive to danger.

She may not have made estimates in the form of "data" like herself, but she has a natural premonition.

"In that case... or available. ”

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister An, you and I have no grievances, but the opposing camps are endless."

Bai Shan fell from the ancient Buddha, stood in the heavy rain behind the statue of the severed Buddha, and then took out a flying sword, this flying sword was very ordinary, but it was the standard flying sword of the "Xuantian Ten Thousand Beast Sect" that he had asked for from the powerful Bai Miaochan before.

After taking this flying sword, he directly rose from the sword and came to the back of An Xuezhi, and then the aura around his body spread without reservation.

But just emanating, his whole person did not move, just stood quietly in the dark, forming an ancient statue-like silhouette of a deep black humanoid.

An Xuezhi was retreating, but suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of danger emerge.

She felt that her heart was like a cloud, and in the darkness, something was staring at her playfully, like a strange beast of the ancient times waiting for her to enter its territory.

The direction of the beast... Exactly the direction of her retreat!

An Xuezhi was stunned and hurriedly turned.

But when she turned, the danger was also turning, no more, no less, just blocking her retreat.

Compared to this dangerous aura, the army of barbarians in front of them was simply not worth mentioning.

If it were someone else, it might not be possible to notice it so quickly, but An Xuezhi's talent allowed her to do this.

She shook her head violently, dispelling the dark clouds in her mind.

"I'm Qingyun Immortal Sect An Xuezhi, may I ask who the senior is?!"

A coquettish voice came from afar.

It spreads in the rain, but then it is submerged, and it seems very quiet.

An Xuezhi didn't wait to answer.

Because Bai Shan didn't want to communicate with her at all, he just blocked the road and forced An Xuezhi to go back and face Ke Dana's Red God Army.

Sure enough, An Xuezhi saw that this mysterious person didn't speak, and she didn't dare to trespass, so she had to return to confront the Red God Army.

She once again sacrificed the ancient sword and sword wheel magic weapon, and this five-grade magic weapon is the best of the five.

But 10,000 Red God Army is really terrifying, and Bai Shan estimates that the strength of this army may reach 10,000...

"If I had encountered such an army two years ago, I am afraid that it would have been more than lucky."

"[The Three Taos of the Great Cadre Army] is locked in 10,000 ordinary soldiers, even if I use rune paper people, I can only condense the qi of three or four rune paper people to make the strength reach 100.

But now, the art of war used by this barbarian is not locked at all... Is it true that more is better? ”

"Sure enough, Bingdao has an unimaginable effect."

"It's a pity that my rune paper people are gone now. But even if there is, it won't be able to... It's a pity. ”

Bai Shan sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he also felt a little curious.

In addition to the body and spells, this military path seems to be able to take charge on its own, what is the reason for this?

What is the power used in the way of war?

On the other side, An Xuezhi and the Red God Army's military giants fought back and forth, An Xuezhi wanted to rush out, but couldn't get out, between the moves and flashes, the treasures came out frequently, and finally found an opportunity to move away with a trick, and deceived with an illusion, and then the sword rose to the sky, wanting to leave.

The red shadow roared and threw the great axe into the air.

The giant axe roared, and the fiery red gossamer swirled around it, like an upside-down mountain of flames being thrown into the sky.

An Xuezhi's body was like snow-white smoke, meandering and swimming, flashing frequently, and between the lightning and flint, it was actually out of the attack range of the giant axe.

After the escape technique was used continuously, his breath paused slightly.

She stopped, trying to retrieve the flying sword, and Edgeworth fled.

But at the moment of stopping, An Xuezhi's pupils constricted, because at some point, a terrifying figure was overriding her.

The figure held the flying sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword accelerated downward, causing a piercing sound of cracking, mercilessly piercing through her eyebrows, and then carrying her directly to the ground.

Boom!!

An Xuezhi's beautiful body exploded, and a transparent divine soul flew out, and the divine soul caught a glimpse of the flying sword.

The flying sword was summoned back into the hands of the black shadow in the air.

As soon as the black shadow took the flying sword, he walked away, not stopping for half a step.

But even so, An Xuezhi's spirit has seen it clearly.

Her eyes showed a strong hatred, "The sword of the Xuantian Ten Thousand Beast Sect..."

And Baishan is Yangmou...

He used this flying sword to just remind the Qingyun Immortal Sect and tell them, "The Xuantian Ten Thousand Beasts Sect may be making trouble, or it may have been framed, you should go and investigate."

So, is the Xuantian Ten Thousand Beasts Sect doing something?

Of course they're doing something.

This kind of trick of splashing dirty water has existed since ancient times, probably as long as there are local mountain bandits, there will be powerful village tyrants who will push "killing" on the mountain bandits, in short... No matter what bad things are done, they are done by mountain bandits, who makes him a mountain bandit, and who makes him really cause chaos.

Now, it's the same thing.

After Bai Shan killed An Xuezhi, he didn't look behind him, and disappeared into the darkness after a few twists and turns.

The musculoskeletal, facial features and facial features on his body changed again and again, and it didn't take long for him to look like another person.

If this person stood in front of the mirror and asked Bai Shan to recognize himself, he would have to ask, "Who is this?" ”

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PS: Strive to get closer to 8000 words!!