"Peerless Killing Array!" Sect Master Duan's face changed greatly!

"Lord Li is dead, it wasn't Lord Li who issued the order just now, it was Lin Su!"

"Lin Su, I'm your ancestor for eighteen generations......"

"Ahh There was a miserable cry in the air, but it was a group of cultivators who wanted to escape, but unfortunately, the killing array had been completed!

They became the first victims......

The army of 600,000 has gathered within a radius of fifty miles, and since it has been shrouded in the killing array, their end is already doomed......

Let's talk about the south bank of the Jinjiang River......

Li Xiaotian raised the banner in his hand: "The big array on the north bank has been completed, cross the Jinjiang River!" ”

The Flying Dragon Legion and the Green Dragon White Tiger Legion, who were already ready to go, roared in unison: "Cross the Jinjiang River and collect the old land!" ”

And at this moment, above the restaurant in Pingyao City, the two young men looked at the golden light in Jiangbei from afar, and their faces were different.

Wu Yu muttered, "Peerless Killing Array! Or was he clothed! ”

The purple-clothed boy smiled slightly: "Lin Su, even if you and I fight in the air tonight, you can accept 600,000 troops with a burst of might, which is indeed heroic." But look at my "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", what will happen to your Flying Dragon Army! ”

With a bang, an ancient picture scroll flew out, and it took in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains on the south bank of the Jinjiang River!

The Flying Dragon Legion and the Blue Dragon and White Tiger Legion, which had arrived at the riverside, were shocked at the same time......

In front of them is not the rolling Jinjiang water, but a tall snow-capped mountain!

Above the snowy mountains, there is an avalanche!

The rumbling snow was like a spring tide, overwhelming, and the front team of men and horses was swept into the snow, and one rolled, and the soldiers were all white......

Li Qingquan was shocked: "The painting world is supernatural!" Withdraw! ”

With a bang, the Blue Dragon Legion, which was only one step away from the surging avalanche, retreated sharply, but there were still more than ten people who were covered in snow and turned into white bones on the ground.

With a bang, the top of the mountain exploded like spring thunder, and the snow on the entire mountain peak turned into a heavy snow at the same time, fluttering and sprinkling, and there was nothing else in the world except snow......

At this moment, Li Xiaotian shouted: "Refuse to fight, Kai!" ”

With a bang, a golden thread crossed a hundred miles away, and a golden net appeared out of thin air, and the heavy snow floated on the golden net, turning into nothingness......

The purple-clothed boy stared at the golden thread in the scroll, and his face changed: "There is another set of rejection, which can be applied in the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the ancient scroll in his hand suddenly trembled violently, and the golden light seemed to be about to shine through the painting, and the painting seemed to be about to be shattered.

"Not good! Walk! ”

The painting of the boy in purple slammed and rushed to the sky.

On the side of the Jinjiang River, the moon is white and the wind is clear.

The terrifying scene just now was like a dream bubble, however, Li Qingquan and Li Xiaotian looked at each other and were still shocked......

Hundreds of bones fell to the ground!

That's the big loss caused by the painting just now!

If it weren't for the refusal, the entire Wyvern Legion, including themselves, would all be white!

Cross the river!

Thousands of miles through the clouds surfaced, and 100,000 troops crossed the river......

By the time they all crossed the river, the curtain had come to an end on the peerless killing array......

The army composed of 600,000 people of all kinds was left, and only 600,000 sets of bloody clothes remained, whether it was a top master on the cultivation path, or a genius of the literary path, whether it was a soldier or a commander, all of them were gone.

Lin Su and the dark night fell from the sky to greet everyone's cheers, and after cheering, a piece of news made Lin Su's face disappear......

"Drawing supernatural powers? How powerful it is? Lin Su frowned.

"This painting is definitely not a painting of the literary world! It can only be a quasi-holy painting! Li Xiaotian said: "If it weren't for Brother Lin's 'rejection' three days ago, I'm afraid the Flying Dragon Legion would have suffered an unprecedented catastrophe today!" ”

Li Qingquan said: "Brother, you passed down the rejection three days ago, could it be that you have already calculated that someone will take advantage of your departure from the barracks to steal the camp?" ”

Lin Su shook his head slowly: "It's a last resort, it's just a precaution!" ”

"It's in the past!" Bi Xuanji said: "Although our army has war losses, fortunately there are not many, the overall situation of the Northern Expedition has been decided, it is a joy, everyone is happy, don't be so heavy." ”

Lin Su sighed: "The northern country has entered the war map, where do the creatures ask the fisherman?" With Jun Mo asking about the marquis, the bones of the first battle were withered...... His Royal Highness the King of Jin! ”

Li Qingquan stepped out: "Brother, what do you command?" ”

"On the day the Northern Expedition is completed, you will build a monument in Yanjing, and enter the list of soldiers who died in the Northern Expedition one by one, so that their heroic spirits will remain in the north forever!"

"Yes!" Li Qingquan said.

Du Yuting said: "Your Excellency's move, the martyrs under the Nine Springs will be able to rest in peace, our soldiers on expeditions to foreign lands, on behalf of our former comrades-in-arms Lord Xie!" ”

"Thank you, sir!" All the lieutenants bowed in unison.

As warriors, it seems to be their fate to die on the battlefield.

What can they leave behind?

Maybe it's just a name!

The name is engraved on the monument, passed down through the ages, and admired by tens of thousands of people, which is the most anticipated thing for soldiers, however, how could the former soldiers have had this kind of treatment? The status of the military is already low, and when they die, they can burn high incense if they can have a few taels of pension delivered to their families, and they still count on this?

And Lin Su, who directly raised the status of martyrs to the sacred realm, how could they not be moved?

This northern expedition, no matter how much turmoil there is ahead, no matter how long they can live, they will fight!

"Tomorrow, go down to Yanjing!" Lin Su's gaze swept over the faces of the generals: "Today, have a good rest!" ”

……

It was late at night, Lin Su was lying in the barracks, sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark, her eyes were quite peculiar: "As soon as Xianggong entered the battlefield, the whole army was happy and convinced, I think it is not only Xianggong's art of war that is peerless, but more importantly, you have family-like care for the soldiers." ”

This is probably the consensus of all those who followed Lin Su into the battlefield.

Lin Su's care for the warriors is truly heartfelt, reflected in every branch and leaf......

In the face of danger, he will not use soldiers as cannon fodder, he would rather test it himself, such as the battle of Yanmen Pass a few days ago, for example, the "commander's lone night attack" just happened, which reflects this.

The soldier sacrificed, and he did not hesitate to stand on the cusp of the storm, and fought for the soldier's pension against the biggest taboo in the world.

This northern expedition, to this day, the enemy has annihilated millions, and the Flying Dragon Legion has lost only a few thousand, even if it is such a bizarre battle loss ratio, he is still sad, he still has to build a monument to leave these dead in the north of the border.

In the whole world, in the history of thousands of years of warfare, there are still some commanders who are invincible and invincible.

But a commander who cares for his sergeants like him can be said to be unique.

People's hearts can warm people's hearts.

It is not for nothing that the fighters like him and respect him.

Lin Su said: "Maybe I have the blood of the generals in my bones, the ten generations of the Lin family have been generals, and the suppression of civilian officials is everywhere, and I can empathize with the suffering of the soldiers more than anyone else." ”

When he said this, Lin Su's eyes raised and looked at the sky from afar.

The sky is as bright as the moon, and it is boundless.

He seemed to be looking at this world, this physical father Dingnanhou.

He seems to see outside this world, the world where he once stayed, in that world, there is a monument to the people's heroes, the stele is just granite, but the heroic spirit inherited on it inspires generations to forget about life.

If a place wants to have long-term peace and stability, the Wei and Jin dynasties with light robes and long sleeves and poetry will not last long, and consensus must be gathered, and there must be a spirit erected there.

The northern border, the land of the old Jin Dynasty, is full of greenery, and it is also a ravaged land, it needs a spiritual totem to make this Flying Dragon Legion stick to the shore of the Lingding Ocean, so that the Panic Beach is no longer afraid!

A dark voice came from his ears: "Xianggong, what do you think of the Wendao Grandmaster who shot in Jiangnan today?" ”

"Nine times out of ten, it is the painting of the Holy Family!"

In fact, this answer is almost the standard answer......

At least, Li Qingquan, Li Xiaotian, and Bi Xuanji all felt that this was the standard answer......

Several entanglements in the four northern towns, and several battles in the Northern Expedition, the painting saint family has always been among them......

There was a painting today, suspected to be a quasi-saint painting, which almost destroyed the Flying Dragon Legion and the Blue Dragon White Tiger Legion, who would it be if it wasn't the painting of the Holy Saint Family?

However, no one extended on this topic.

No one even mentioned it in front of Lin Su.

Just because of one point, they didn't want to provoke Lin Su, they were worried that Lin Su would attack the Holy Family of Painting, thus making the hostile relationship between the two parties irreconcilable.

The Holy Family is no small matter.

Not to mention that its own strength is comparable to the power of a country.

They were also relatives of the temple.

Their ancestors painted saints, directly the highest level of the temple.

Lin Su's current methods can roughly go sideways in the world, but there are also a few taboos that must not be touched, one of which is not to kill the Holy Family.

The partners knew this and didn't want to irritate Lin Su.

Dark Night also knows this, and she doesn't want to stimulate Lin Su, but she knows that everyone can understand things, Lin Su can understand it even more, whether you stimulate or not, it's actually the same, if he wants to attack the Holy Family, he will still do it.

She wanted to know what Xianggong really thought.

So he asked, "Then what do you do?" ”

Lin Su said: "Painting the Holy Saint Family, unlike the Valley of the Beasts, I can't directly destroy it with the peerless killing array, but since they have repeatedly provoked, I have to respond!" ”

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Dark Night's heart relaxed a little.

But when she heard the second half of the sentence, her hand suddenly flipped up and grabbed Lin Su's hand.

"What? You're worried that I'm going to get things to a point where I can't end them? Lin Su held her with his backhand.

Dark Night sighed softly: "Xianggong has always acted without leakage, you know better than anyone what you can do and what you can't do...... However, as long as you have this revenge in your heart, the situation will escalate step by step, and in the end, no one may be able to end it. ”

"You understand this, and I understand it, but it doesn't understand the painting of the Holy Family, so I have to remind them after this incident...... Come! "Gently pull the dark night to bed.

Dark Night shook his head: "No! ”

"You have to fight tomorrow, don't you rest?"

"I'm in your bed and want to rest? ......" Dark Night blushed and glanced at him: "Please, Xianggong, look around, this is a military camp, you can't be famous every day, don't you worry about those generals who worship you infinitely, follow you?" ”

……

Yanjing!

Now it's called Xuntai!

What is Xun? Wanton oceans!

This is the praise of Emperor Li Chi of Osumi to Zhou Kuohai, the king of Jin, what is the praise? Straightforward temperament, dare to think and dare to act, like the ocean, a thousand miles away.

The word "a thousand miles" is quite positive in terms of temperament.

It is used in the attitude of life, comfortable.

However, Zhou Kuohai felt another not-so-positive meaning of this word at this moment: a military catastrophe!

He was terrified, yes, since he heard the bad news that all the 600,000 troops on the north bank had died in the peerless killing array, he, a super fierce man who even dared to press the queen of the Jin Kingdom on the dragon chair in the past, was terrified!

The day before, the military department Shangshu came in person, the army gathered on the north bank, every day there are countless masters to vote, every day he is expanding, and today, like a strong wind sweeping, flowers and leaves flying, leaving a lonely platform, feeling the boundless wind and rain that is coming......

"Elder, the only way to do it now is the Holy Family, and this king implores the elders to take action to reverse the situation!" Zhou Kuohai clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply.

In front of him was an old man with a long beard, who was like a sage in the painting.

When he came to the palace some time ago, he had a gentle smile on his face all the time, but after this earth-shattering news came, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at the sky for a long time, like a sculpture......

The elder slowly lowered his head and quietly looked at Zhou Kuohai in front of him: "Lord Wang, the situation has changed somewhat. ”

Zhou Kuohai's heart jumped slightly: "Elder refers to ......"

The elder said: "The Holy Family originally thought that this war was just a simple invasion of the Great Cang, and it was the Great Cang's failure to be moral, and the Holy Family took the inheritance of the Holy Dao as its own responsibility, and it was also its duty to support orthodoxy. However, judging from the current situation, this is not the case, this is clearly the battle for the restoration of the old Jin prince! This 3,000 miles of land was originally taken from the Jin, and now the old Jin wants to claim it back, who is orthodox, it is difficult to determine, so the head of the family has already ordered, and the holy family will go ashore to watch it! ”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a streamer, no, dozens!

All those who painted the Holy Family in the whole city will withdraw at the same time!

Zhou Kuohai sat on the chair with his buttocks, cold to the bone......

The words of the Holy Family make perfect sense!

The Holy Family is not a dynasty, and it is customary for the Holy Family not to interfere in the royal family hegemony!

But the Holy Family takes the inheritance of the Holy Way as its responsibility, presides over justice, and supports orthodoxy, what is orthodoxy? The homeland of the old Jin Dynasty for three thousand miles has been classified as Osumi for a full fifteen years, and Dacang has not actually occupied it for a day, compared with the two, Osumi obviously has a more orthodox position.

Therefore, it makes sense for the Holy Family to intervene in the invasion of this land, and it is fair to preside over it.

However, now the situation has changed, Dacang is not an invasion, but the restoration of the old Jin prince!

In this land, you occupy an orthodox position compared to the larger one.

However, this land was snatched by you from the old Jin Dynasty, and compared to the original owner, you have lost your orthodox position.

Therefore, the Holy Family made a strategic adjustment and did not interfere!

The truth is round, and everything that is round is reasonable.

The holy way is also round, and all the heroes in the world are "choose the one who is advantageous"!

Did you only find out today that the leader of the Holy Family was the prince of the old Jin Dynasty?

You clearly have a premonition of the crisis, and the rapids retreat!

You retreat, what should I do?

The Wasteland Legion is gone......

The Northern Plains Legion is gone......

The military department is gone......

Painting the Holy Family withdrew......

On the homeland of the old Jin Dynasty, more than 200 high-level leaders of the sects were all gone......

Where's my lifeline?

There is only a generation of heroes Li Chi!

His message has been sent to Li Chi, and there is no response......

The sadness in Zhou Kuohai's heart was turbulent in this night sky, Your Majesty, have you given up on me too?

Actually, he was wrong!

Li Chi really didn't want to give up on him in his heart!

He sat in the deepest part of the study, his face contorted and even a little twitching under the night pearl......

"Your Majesty! Lin Su entered the north, and its momentum was ...... It's unstoppable! The old minister thought ...... Temporarily abandon the old Jin and take a long-term view is more preferable. Prime Minister Wang Qunshui knelt in front of his desk, trembling......

With a snort, Li Chi stood up, and on the imperial desk, a bunch of folds came down.

Prime Minister Wang Qunshui and first-class doctor Du Ru's heart bowed down at the same time, and their faces turned white.

Li Chi took a deep breath: "It took the widow a whole ten years to take the four kingdoms of Luchu, Han and Jin, the pace of the southern expedition has begun, and the great cause of the thousand autumns is only within reach, a small Lin Su, and he still wants to force the widow to take a big step back?" ”

In the study, his roar was agitated, and the two first-class masters below were all discolored, a generation of heroes, how could it be said that they were defeated?

Any order he gives will be an earth-shattering shock!

……

No matter how long the night is, it will pass.

In the early morning sun, the Wyvern Legion ushered in the final chapter of their Northern Expedition.

Yes, in their feelings, today is the end of the Northern Expedition.

The real Armageddon was actually yesterday.

With the destruction of the 600,000-strong army on the north bank, the war has come to an end.

Although there is still a Yanjing (called Xuntai) has not yet been taken, but how can a former imperial city with tens of thousands of garrison troops stop the Flying Dragon Legion that swept through the million-strong army?

The army moved, and thirty miles away was Yanjing.

The sun has been at the top, the ancient Yanjing City is bathed in the sun, and the Zhongshan on its left side, like a giant bell, is about to play the eternal male sound.

Above the head of Yanjing City, the city guard general stared at the Flying Dragon Legion coming step by step, looking at the three people in front of the Flying Dragon Legion, his eyelids trembled desperately.

He knew who those three were.

In the middle of the royal dress is the King of Jin, the former Seven Princes of the Great Jin Dynasty, the latter identity is even more tricky than the previous one, because this identity represents the righteousness of sending troops, and it is precisely because of this righteousness that Xuntai's most powerful backing: the painting saint family withdrew last night - from his point of view, he can probably only interpret so much.

Dressed in a handsome uniform on the right is the Dragon City flying general Li Xiaotian, who is also the most prestigious border god of war in the entire Osumi army, anyone who meets him will feel deeply tricky, and any general will not dare to despise him.

These two people, one occupies the righteousness of the name, and the other occupies the power of the art of war.

It's all a role that the Osumi Army shouldn't ignore a little.

However, today's protagonists are not yet them.

The real protagonist is the white robe on the left.

"Wine in the blue blood and yellow sand pot, from now on thousands of troops avoid white robes" in the "white robe"!

Lin Su!

Famous all over the world for his Wendao, he exchanged his wisdom for Emperor Dacang, but he shocked Lin Su, the uncrowned god of war in the north, with his art of war!

Lin Su, who used to collect four towns with 3,000 remnants of soldiers, caused an uproar in Dayu, leaving behind the battlefield legend of "thousands of troops avoiding white robes" (by the way, Huo Qi's "White Robe Poem" is a "forbidden poem" in Dayu - as long as it is circulated, it will be punished with "chaotic army hearts"). Poetry is mixed to this extent, and it is also a strange story through the ages. ）

And this time, he led an army of 100,000 flying dragons to fight for 3,000 miles, and in just seven days, he destroyed the Steppenwolf Regiment, destroyed the Beiyuan Army, broke the Yanmen, and punished the Beast Valley.

Everyone originally thought that the defense line on the north bank of the Jinjiang River would drag this battlefield killing god into a protracted war, but just yesterday, in just one hour, all the capable warriors in the old Jin hometown were gathered, and they were almost wiped out in one fell swoop.

That bad news came to Xuntai, and the city guard general had actually collapsed.

As the defender of the royal capital, and as a general of a hundred battles, even if his nerves are as strong as a thousand-year-old bamboo, he can't withstand such a test......

His subordinates looked like they were all standing at the head of the city, but if you looked closely, you could see that their legs were trembling, and even worse, some of the soldiers were dripping on their trouser legs......

The army was approaching step by step.

Li Qingquan's eyes were raised, looking at Yanjing, just a glance, and his thoughts were endless.

"Brother!" A voice came from behind him: "It's complicated, isn't it?" ”

Li Qingquan let out a long breath and said softly: "The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan has changed ......."

Lin Su listened to this familiar verse, and he was also full of emotion.

Comrade Li, the generation of words in another world, have you ever thought that your ancient nouns have another interpretation in this world?

Li Xiaotian waved his hand lightly: "The Thirty-six Strategies of the Art of War" of "Ming Xiu Plank Road, Secretly Crossing Chen Cang"! ”

The holy path flashed, and a passage appeared on the city wall......

With a bang, the army entered the city!

In the last battle, Lin Su didn't make a move!

The city gate was opened, Lin Su and Li Qingquan entered side by side, Bi Xuanji and Dark Night followed side by side, stepping through the familiar imperial city in the past, with thousands of thoughts, step by step...... Go home!

The old Jin Palace, the three big characters of the Jin Palace, have been taken off, and the Qinglong and White Tiger Legion has already controlled the entrance, standing at the door and bowing down to greet them.

As soon as Li Qingquan stepped on it, the gold-lettered signboard given by the emperor in the corner of the Jin Palace's mansion turned into powder, and it went through a not long life.

On both sides of the road ahead, corpses were strewn all over the ground.

Blood was spilled on the walls of the former palace, and the remnants of the battle inside were still there.

Bi Xuanji's figure flickered, and soon, the battle behind him stopped.

A passage leads to the highest palace.

This palace is the political and moral hall of the Great Jin Dynasty in the past.

Now, it has been changed to a political hall.

"Zhou Kuohai is inside!" A green dragon bowed and said.

"Good! Stay here, and the king will finish it with his own hands! Li Qingquan's eyes flashed, and he pushed open the door of the Hall of Political Virtue.

The long hall of political virtue is empty and boundless.

There is only one person, sitting at the end of the Golden Palace, of course he is not sitting on the dragon chair, but this chair is not much smaller than the dragon chair in the past, and the material is Beihai Wannian crystal jade, which is better than the material of the dragon chair in the past.

Zhou Kuohai is only in his fifties, he was born in Jiangmen and martial arts, and he was in the prime of life at this age, but at this moment, his hair was messy, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and a sense of madness came to his face.

Looking at Li Qingquan who walked over slowly, Zhou Kuohai's face twitched slightly: "Lonely and remorseful!" I regret that I left you this evil seed back then! Today's catastrophe began! ”

"Lone can tell you a bunch of karma things, but Lone is too lazy to say it, just one sentence is enough!" Li Qingquan stepped on the last step and came face to face with Zhou Kuohai.

"What?"

Li Qingquan said: "You, Ling Chi Qiandao, you are a lot of knives!" Your children, your nine tribes, not one is left alone! ”

"Li's child!" Zhou Kuohai stood up, raised his hand, and the king seal in his palm turned upside down, and a sharp shout resounded through the world: "Lonely in Xuntai for a day, lonely is the king!" ”

The king seal in Li Qingquan's hand also rose suddenly, and he shouted: "Stepping on the homeland of the Great Jin Dynasty, carrying the blood of the Jin Emperor, and caring about the Great Jin Dynasty, lonely is the king!" ”

The whole palace shook!

The Wang Yin in Li Qingquan's hand was thousands of miles away, rushing out of the palace and Yanjing, covering thousands of miles away......

The king seal in Zhou Kuohai's hand shattered into pieces with a bang......

(End of chapter)