After this wave of people was sent away, there were many fewer spies who came to Anxi.

Because of the great names of the Beiting Army and Song Yun, they soon spread all over the world and entered the ears of the monarchs and ministers of various countries.

"Tut, the soldiers of Beiting Mansion, defending the city for fifty years, fighting to the death The Qin army will not retreat, and only the last person remains...... Li Yong has such a strong army but doesn't know how to cherish it, no wonder he can't clean up those festival envoys. ”

"If this king has a subordinate like the Beiting Army, why worry about the Liang Dynasty? How dare the Qin people commit offenses again and again? ”

"You soldiers, learn from others, don't bring out a group of **......"

For a time, the monarchs of various countries were lamenting the heroic deeds of the Beiting Army and used them to spur their own soldiers.

As for Song Yun, his reputation was hidden in the Beiting Army, but it was not so eye-catching.

"An innate martial artist around twenty years old? is also considered a genius, but there are a few such geniuses in his own country, he is unwilling to come, that is his loss, let's cultivate our own people. ”

The spy who went back to restore his life saw that his superiors didn't take Song Yun to heart, and his persuasion was fruitless, so he had to smile bitterly.

Seeing is believing, and only those who have been to Anxi can feel the extraordinaryness of the young man in white.

It's not something that can be measured clearly by age and realm.

These spies have no right to speak, and after reporting it, they can only sigh silently.

A promising genius, but he is about to die in the desert lonely city, otherwise there may be another martial saint in the world in a few decades.

In troubled times, there are not a few such lamentable things, and gradually the spies will leave them behind and go to new tasks.

As for the Tang court, after hearing the news, many people's feelings became extremely complicated.

Above the court, Li Yong, the slightly chubby king of Tangsu, sat on the throne and listened to his subordinates report the intelligence of the first battle of Anxi.

Li Yong was still smiling, but as he listened, his face slowly gloomy as water.

There were many young courtiers below, especially military attachés, who admired the deeds of the Beiting Army.

Everyone was shocked, shouting that they wanted to ask the Tang King to posthumously seal and welcome the remains of the martyrs back to China.

The older courtiers were silent, and did not move.

Gradually, the young officials also sensed that something was wrong, glanced at King Tang Su, who was not good-looking, and finally closed their mouths.

When the court quieted down, Li Yong, the king of Tangsu, who had always had a gentle personality, rarely launched a temper:

"Hmph, this king has been in power for thirty years, and he has spent so many manpower and material resources to train the army, but the performance is not as good as those old men, are you embarrassed?"

A group of military attachés hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "The ministers are incompetent, and they have the king's trust." ”

Li Yong was furious on the throne, and it took a while before he vented the anger in his heart, calmed down, and said lightly:

"Okay, this matter is over, and there is no need to discuss it again. Although the Qin State is defeated, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will raise troops again, and send a decree to the Jiedu envoys of the three provinces in the northwest, and let them work together to prepare for the enemy. ”

"No."

Li Yong nodded, but at this time, a military attache reminded: "Your Majesty, those Beiting Mansion soldiers who died in battle ......"

Li Yong's face finally turned clear, and immediately became gloomy again, glaring at the military attache fiercely and said:

"What Beiting Mansion soldiers, the number of Beiting has been revoked decades ago!"

"Didn't this king say it all, there is no need to discuss this matter again! What do you mean when you have to interject? ”

As he spoke, he snorted coldly, and the loud sound of a landslide and tsunami echoed endlessly in the hall, and the sound rumbled, shaking the hearts of the ministers.

The military attache was taken aback, he didn't expect Li Yong's reaction to be so intense, and he quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The ministers couldn't help but take a half step back.

I haven't seen Li Yong angry for many years, and many people have forgotten that this seemingly incompetent king is actually a ghost and immortal powerhouse!

Seeing that blood was pouring out of the military attaché's forehead, Li Yong did not pursue the blame again, and after scolding a few words, he got up and brushed his sleeves away.

A court meeting, before a few things were said, they broke up unhappily.

An old marshal helped the somewhat panicked military attache out of the main hall and sighed when he came to a secluded place:

"Look at others before you talk next time, and don't mess around again."

The military attache wiped the blood stains off his forehead, still a little indignant, "Posthumously sealing the martyrs and welcoming back the remains, this is what should be done, otherwise it will definitely affect the morale of the army, didn't you do it before?" Why can't it be this time? ”

The old marshal shook his head and said, "Other armies can enjoy this glory, but the Beiting Army cannot." ”

The military attaché's eyes froze, "What is the origin of the Beiting Army?" ”

"The strongest army in the world cultivated by the first king returned to China to quell the rebellion, but the traitors leaked the military plane, and they were attacked repeatedly, and finally the whole army was wiped out."

The old man glanced at him meaningfully, "At that time, the prince was in the Beiting army, and he was assassinated, and the first king was overly grieved, and he died soon after. ”

"After so many years, everyone has forgotten that there is still a remnant of the Beiting Army in Anxi."

"But now there is only one person left, and without the support of the imperial court, he won't be able to hold out for long."

The military attaché's body was shocked, he didn't dare to speak anymore, he arched his hand at the old handsome, and then bowed his head and walked away quickly.

The small twists and turns in the court did not affect Anxi, who was thousands of miles away.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, the sun rises and sets, the wind rises and the wind rests, the people are inaccessible, and it is the same as before.

Because the situation became increasingly tense, after a few days, even the spies did not come to Anxi.

It has become an empty city again, and only Song Yun and Gao Hanqing are left, guarding a silent cemetery all day long.

Occasionally, vultures chirped, circled in mid-air a few times, found no food, and flew away one after another.

According to the information obtained from the interrogation of the spies, it was only a matter of time before the Qin army made a comeback, and Song Yun planned to let Gao Hanqing return to the Tang Kingdom for refuge.

But the one-armed boy refused to leave.

Song Yun didn't force it, found a relatively intact cellar under the ruins, and renovated it, so that Gao Hanqing could hide in it with supplies during the war.

And he himself still has to face the coming army with one person and one sword.

This time, Song Yun was not sure.

The Qin army was successfully defeated before, mainly with the help of fire attack.

The Qin army was reluctant to set fire to the city, but Song Yun was willing to burn it, and immediately took the absolute initiative.

But now the city has been burned to the ground, and the combustible houses and the like have basically burned down.

If you want to set it on fire again, there is nothing to burn.

Unless you get a few hundred barrels of fierce fire oil and pour it all over the city.

If he didn't become a grandmaster, Song Yun could only rely on the bronze long sword in his hand to kill the enemy slowly, and the odds of victory were not great.

So during this time, he began to focus on the cultivation of martial arts.

Practice the first three styles of "Nine Changes of Divine Power", the thick soil and green cow change, the cloud falcon changes, and the blue water spirit snake changes.

This is a peerless skill of the upper grade of the ground level, even if it is only a small part, it can add a lot of martial arts cultivation value to him.

Song Yun also tried to integrate "Nine Changes of Divine Power" into swordsmanship.

The "Killing and Fighting Sword Sutra" he mastered is also a precious swordsmanship of the lower grades, and with this foundation, you can try to change it yourself.

With the meaning of thick soil, the sword turned into the horn of a green ox, and handed out a heavy sword momentum, which was powerful and heavy.

With the meaning of the clouds, the sword is turned into the claw of the goshawk, and the sword falls like an eagle catching a rabbit, fast and ruthless.

With the meaning of clear water, the sword is turned into the tooth of the spirit snake, and the stab is like a poisonous snake spitting letters, flexible and fast.

Slowly, Song Yun also tasted the taste.

"The top horn of the green ox is a static force, and the falcon is a dynamic force, one static and one moving, which can reflect each other."

"The spirit snake spit out the letter is the power of femininity and dexterity, but it lacks the power of masculine and domineering, and it is difficult to sublimate it."

"Missing the fourth form, damn it, where is the fourth form?"