The veteran died in battle, and Songzhou won a great victory.

On the battlefield full of corpses and bones, the blood is soaring, and the heroic spirit is immortal.

If it is another hundred years, it will become an ancient battlefield, and there may be all kinds of legends, in addition to the bloody Tang Dynasty soldiers, there is also a famous general through the ages.

Taking off his hat and retreating from thousands of enemies, the white-haired general, the seventy-eight-year-old Xue Rengui lived up to expectations in the final battle, leaving a moving legend.

With the blessing of the ancient battlefield, his battle soul may be able to become a ghost king, and if he is lucky, he can also embark on the path of Shinto like Guan Yu.

But only if there is a great power willing to awaken his soul.

Fortunately, Xue Rengui has such a noble person by his side.

"The Soul Returns......

A sound echoed through the ancient battlefield, inaudible to the living, but particularly striking to the dead.

The Dao Gate is called Soul Magic!

Ordinary soul magic, that is, to summon scattered souls, or some lonely souls and wild ghosts, for those fierce ghosts who are incarnated by elite soldiers, let alone awakening, I am afraid that they will cause trouble for themselves.

Especially on the ancient battlefield, it is the most taboo to perform this technique, who knows what the hell you called?

But Li Daoxuan's voice was like a jade bell, flowing quietly like a stream under the moonlit night, easily washing away the murderous aura of the ancient battlefield with great mana, and awakening the heroic spirits one by one.

The bright moon shines on the banner, and the horse is singing in the wind.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the people in the city seem to hear the neighing of war horses again.

An old woman sat in the room, carrying a candle, and knelt in front of the idol to pray for the safe return of her son who had been on the battlefield.

Just then, she heard a familiar footstep.

The old woman was overjoyed, thinking that her son was back, so she hurriedly pushed the door and went out.

The door was empty, and the wind blew out the candles.

An invisible figure was kneeling in front of her, kowtowing three times, his eyebrows were delicate, his temperament was gentle, his armor was broken, and his body was bruised, but his eyes were extremely resolute.

"Mother, the child is not filial, and I can't give you a pension to the end."

"But don't be sad, the child is not a lonely ghost, but has become a soldier of the underworld, and after his death, he still joins the command of General Xue and fights for the country!"

"You always scold me for being cowardly, and often educate my children that the husband's head can be broken and blood can be shed, but you can't forget your family and country."

"In the last battle, the child did not retreat."

With tears in his eyes, he finally took a deep look at the old lady with gray sideburns, and as soon as he whistled, a ghost war horse galloped in, his eyes burning with pale cyan ghost fire, as fast as the wind.

He rolled over his horse, never looking back, and walked away through the wall in a certain direction.

Yin and yang are separated, and the old woman can't see him or hear him, but the mother and son are connected, she seems to have a premonition, and chases in the direction where her son left.

Tonight, things like the old woman are not uncommon in Songzhou.

Those Tang Dynasty men who died on the battlefield to defend their families and defend the country, after seeing their relatives for the last time, like a river flowing into the sea and geese returning, protecting their relatives and the country in another way.

Someone chased out of the city, and in a trance, they seemed to hear the thunderous sound of horses' hooves and saw the resolute backs.

On the handsome flag, the word Xue is like a dragon and a tiger leaping, vertical and horizontal, full of iron and blood.

Since then, there has been a saying in Songzhou, and it has endured.

After the death of General Xue, the heroic spirit was immortal, and he was ignited by the national teacher and became the general of the underworld, continuing to fight in all directions, destroying demons and evils, and the six thousand iron horsemen who followed him to charge into battle and break Tubo also followed General Xue to the underworld.

What's more, it is also said that Xue Rengui not only became a general in the underworld, but also became the king of the wheel and became the lord of Hades.

……

In the void, Xue Rengui rode a white jade horse, walking against the wind, no longer white-haired, heroic twilight, but middle-aged.

He looked at Li Daoxuan, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, sir!"

Li Daoxuan had already put away his big hand to cover the sky, and with the end of the Battle of Songzhou, especially after the death of Qinling, the dragon that symbolized the luck of Tubo withered.

Luck is not everything, and those who rely too much on luck will even usher in backlash once they are frustrated.

Li Daoxuan laughed, patted Xue Rengui's shoulder, and said, "Brother Xue is so brave in this battle, he will be famous for eternity!" ”

The two talked for a while, and Xue Rengui suddenly asked: "Sir, I am not a person from the yang world now, what should I do if Tubo raises troops again?" ”

After his death, the stars of the Tang Dynasty withered, and the army's combat strength declined again, and he may not be able to win another victory in Songzhou.

And since ancient times, yin and yang have been separated, and people in the underworld cannot interfere in the affairs of the yang world, and he doesn't know if he can continue to protect the Tang Dynasty.

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and said, "Brother Xue, maybe at this moment, Tubo is no longer there." ”

Xue Rengui was stunned for a moment, and he didn't quite understand this sentence.

"Brother Xue, quickly take your soldiers and horses back to the underworld to garrison, and when my wife returns, I will officially canonize you."

Hearing this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Xue Rengui's mind, and an astonishing guess surfaced in his heart.

He suddenly remembered one thing, before in the underworld, his sister-in-law had said that he would personally lead 100,000 Yin soldiers to enter the world and crush the Tubo royal court.

Difficult...... Don't......

He looked at Li Daoxuan incredulously, but saw that Mr. bowed slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and a trace of pride in his voice that could not be concealed.

"Once my wife becomes fierce, even I can't control it."

"Alas, the husband is not up."

……

On the plateau, the city of Logos.

The night is dark.

The lights are still bright in the Gar family.

Since the death of Songtsen Gampo, the power of Tibet has been held by the great minister Lu Dongzan, and his family, the Gar family, has become the most powerful force in Tibet.

The so-called Zampu is just the mascot of their family in the palace, which is equivalent to Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty who was controlled by Cao Cao.

Twenty-five years ago, Lu Dongzan died, but his sons were all quite talented and continued to control the power of Tibet.

Qinling is his second son, in charge of the military power of Tibet, and the eldest son, Zanxiruo, inherited his father's position as prime minister and took power.

Today, in the Gar family, a grand banquet is being held.

There were not only Tibetan officials present, but also many wizards of the Western Regions recruited by the Gar family, who had skills and more or less had enmity with the Tang Dynasty.

For example, one of the old men who cultivated to reach the Yang God Realm is said to be the descendant of the five evil elders, whose father was beheaded by Li Daoxuan in Chang'an, and he also became a street rat, far away from the Western Regions, and now he has cultivated to the Yang God, so he naturally has a heart of revenge.

If you are staggered with them, there are many compliments between your words.

"Immortals, my second brother is invincible, he must have captured Songzhou at this moment, and the troops are pointing directly at the Central Plains, and I will ask you for a lot of help when the time comes."

Although Ming Chongyan kept saying that the Tang Dynasty would fall into a civil war, and the bad guys and dragons would suffer heavy casualties, Zan Xiruo knew that he could never put eggs in a cage, so he spent a lot of effort to envelop this group of strangers.

"I heard that the Taoist chief laid down a large array, swallowed the luck of the Tang Dynasty, and rained meteorites on the battlefield, such magical powers, I can't wait for the dust!"

Some people were also worried: "I heard that Xue Rengui is not dead yet, this person can fight well, win the world, and has a lot to do with Li Daoxuan, will there be any changes?" ”

Hearing the name Li Daoxuan, the fiery atmosphere in the field suddenly plummeted, and many monks were excited, and the wine disappeared.

Although that person hasn't been seen for over forty years, who knows when he'll be back?

Zan Xiruo hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't panic, Ming Dao Changbu has calculated that Li Daoxuan has fallen into some kind of catastrophe, although he is not dead, but he is trapped in it and it is difficult to get out, and when he comes out, I am afraid it will be hundreds of years later!" ”

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

"And that Xue Rengui, everyone rest assured, he will definitely die!"

Someone asked curiously, and if he wanted to make them awe-inspired, he would not hide it, and said with a smile: "Everyone must have heard of the wheel king in the underworld, he has already taken refuge in our Tubo, and Xue Rengui's soul is afraid that he is being punished in the underworld at this moment." ”

When the people heard this, they laughed and praised him for his great strength, and even the king of Hades worked for him.

At this time, a voice sounded, full of worry.

"The current lord of the underworld is Li Daoxuan's wife, if she knew about this, would she be angry with Tibet? I've heard that she's notoriously decisive and ruthless. ”

Zan Xiruo laughed, waved his hand and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" ”

"Not to mention that the ghost emperor is in retreat all the year round, even if she knows, she doesn't dare to blatantly meddle in the affairs of the yang world, after all, from ancient times to the present, the underworld cannot directly intervene in the yang world, which is called the difference between yin and yang!"

After a pause, he smiled and burped, revealing an expression that a man understands.

"I heard that Chen Ziyu, dressed in red, captivated the country and the city, and the body of a woman can become the son of heaven in the underworld, if you can ride this rouge horse under you, I really don't know what it feels like......

Drunk in the brain, lustful and timid, he actually obscene the legendary Netherworld Empress in public.

Someone in the audience began to change their faces and persuaded him to say less, after all, there are gods in the head.

Who knew that if he drank more and more wine, his tone became more and more crazy, and at this moment he seemed to have regarded himself as the lord of the world, annexing the Tang Dynasty and ruling the world.

"Benxiang borrowed ten more guts from her, and she would never dare to come to my Tubo royal capital, hehe, when I was a Tibetan soldier...... Is it an ornament? ”

Before he could say anything more, suddenly, the earth shook violently, and the candle flame in the room was instantly extinguished, plunging into darkness.

The bright moon outside the house has been obscured by clouds at some point, and the dark tide has swept the heavens and the earth.

A howling wind blew through the city, revealing a chill that made the windows open and rattle.

"Good...... What a heavy yin qi! ”

"It's not a cloud, it's a ...... It's a Yin Soldier! ”

Someone exclaimed, trembling all over.

Everyone looked at each other and gasped.

I saw that the dark tide that covered the sky and the moon was not a cloud, but a dense, mighty, and stormy army of yin soldiers!

A pair of pupils burning with cyan flames looked down on them like stars in the sky.

And before ten thousand ghosts, there was a red-clothed figure.

She rode a white jade snow dragon horse, stepped on the moon with four hooves, wore red armor, her long hair was tied up with red ropes, her cold and arrogant eyebrows and eyes looked at the world, and her body was surrounded by bright fairy light, which was awe-inspiring and could not be looked at directly.

Someone looked at her, but she screamed, and her body directly spontaneously combusted, turning into ashes within a few breaths.

The body of a god cannot be desecrated by mortals.

Chen Ziyu lowered his eyes like an abyss, raised his jade hand lightly, and the 100,000 Yin soldiers behind him all pulled out their swords, their eyes showed a fierce light, and the yin qi rushed straight into the sky, and the murderous aura swept through the royal city.

"Tonight, blood will wash Tibet."

……

Thanks to Chubby 244 for a hundred tips, than the heart!

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