In the first year of the Great Zhou Zhen, the nineteenth year of Tianwu in the Ghost Fang Kingdom.

November 26.

On this day, the fertile Xiaofeichuan Plain was filled with scattered and fleeing Thirteen Kingdoms Allied Forces of the Western Regions, one in the east and one in the west, dense and boundless, and began to form a system, but in the back due to the pursuit of the Western Qin army, it was completely scattered into a pulp lake.

Pieces of troops in the Western Regions could not escape, and they knelt on the ground to ask for surrender, and more were still running in embarrassment, and they didn't know where to flee, so they just had to escape.

At this moment, the brave army of the Western Regions has lost all fighting spirit and all pride, and is as anxious as a lost dog!

When the Western Qin army surrounded and intercepted from both sides, more and more Western Regions troops knelt on the ground and asked to surrender!

On the top of the deep mountain in the south, since Xin Zhuo launched the Chinese army charge, he fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, Mr. Dongfang sighed leisurely, and looked at the sky with a complicated face: "The Western Regions are completely chaotic!"

This "chaos" is not chaos in the real sense, for the Western Qin army and the eighteen prefectures of Sanzhou, it may be the beginning of stability, and the hope after the great victory, but for the Manchu ministers, it is the most undesirable to see!

Not surprisingly, the next thing is the game between the Shence Army, the Palace Army, the Taiping Palace masters, the Immortal Palace's masters, the world's sect masters, and even the ministers.

The sturdy young man looked gloomy and said, "This kid is indeed capable of what others can't, Uncle Shi, he can't tolerate him!"

"Kill fourteen great masters of the battlefield in one move, how many martial artists in the same realm can do it in the world? I'm afraid that Shintoko can't do it, right? His evil blood knife was not so powerful in the first place, and I saw the spirit of Niangniang in it, and there were afterimages similar to the four elephants! ”

The frost girl's voice was soft, but full of doubts: "Can Mr. Dongfang explain where this person comes from?" Why are there such terrifying talents and so many ancient supernatural powers? ”

Mr. Dongfang was silent for a long time, he didn't know how to answer, he even found that he completely underestimated Xin Zhuo, if before this, he was just a little jealous, then now he feels cold all over his body!

That's right! He felt a chill he had never felt before!

Xin Zhuo is growing up too fast! Not to mention the rebirth of the meridians and the strange martial arts, you can't even guess what he will become in the future!

He had just carefully looked at Xin Zhuo's past, and he suddenly found that this kid was ...... It can't be mediocre!

"Kill him! There is no second option! ”

The handsome girl, frowning, slowly took two steps forward, as if she wanted to lock on to the position of the king of Western Qin County through the invisible army.

"Not yet!"

Mr. Dongfang turned to leave, and his voice was old: "At least for this period of time, with the power of great victory, even the Western Qin army will be greatly expanded in a few days, coupled with his terrible war supernatural powers, no one can kill him in thousands of troops, even if he kills him, no one can bear the bloody anger of 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands of troops!"

……

"Won!"

"It turned out to be a win!"

"Jiang Yuqing, I'm afraid that the name of the general of the Western Domain will not be able to run!"

"It's so exciting, it's hard to help yourself! What a beautiful battle, such a bloody battlefield, such a strange change......"

On the north peak, Lu Jiu, Feng Shuning, Ning Zhiwei and Shui Qingliu were in a group of people's hearts, with an indescribable flush on their faces.

When the hearts they were carrying fell and rose, and after witnessing the defeat of the Western Qin army and the unpredictable changes of the battlefield, they found that their spirits seemed to have been sublimated.

At this moment, whether they admit it or not, deep down they already clearly realize that Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County, is no longer in the same realm as them, whether it is wrist, conquest or martial arts.

……

"Victorious! The pattern of the Western Regions has completely changed......"

Jiang Hu stood on the edge of a river beach, looking at the direction of Xiaofeichuan stupidly, muttering to himself. His face was sometimes hideous, sometimes full of redness, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, so he simply turned his head and laughed three times: "My nephew can be called a general in the world!" Do you have any objections? ”

Then I found that the three friends of the Western Regions Sect were full of confusion and incomprehension on their faces.

They found that they had lived infatuated for many years, and their realm was profound, but it was difficult for them to keep up with the methods and strategies, boldness and domineering of a seventeen-year-old boy.

Witnessing the beginning and end of a decisive battle made their feelings full of mixed feelings.

……

No matter what others thought, Xin Zhuo just calmly built a high platform and a handsome account, except for the five daughters of the bear's paw, Murong Xiu and the others, and the eight hundred iron floating guards, the rest of the people were not allowed to approach.

Even in the tent, no one is allowed to enter.

It wasn't until under the extremely respectful gaze of the tens of thousands of guards of the Western Qin army that he walked into the handsome tent step by step, lowered the door curtain, his face changed, he was full of red light, clenched his fists, and paced back and forth.

No one is a saint, and if he wins the bet, he is naturally in a very happy mood, and he can't help but laugh in a low voice for a long time.

Then he sat down cross-legged, beckoned Mochizuki Well, and was a little disappointed.

[Sacrifice Spirit: The Luck True Spirit of the Western Qin Army! ]

It contains the bloody killing qi of the land of Western Qin, the battlefield fighting qi, and the luck of opening up the territory.

True Spirit Fusion: Seven out of ten! 】

Seven out of ten means that under the great victory, it has not yet reached the state of grabbing and sharing the spirit again, and it is still a little short.

What is the difference, it's hard to say!

After thinking about it carefully for a long time, I still feel that I should put it down for the time being, and then analyze it after I finish sweeping the tail.

As night fell, the battlefield had been cleaned.

After Murong Xiu asked for instructions, he walked into the handsome tent, his messy beard and sharp eyes seemed to have changed, but his tone was still as casual as before, he rubbed his hands and smiled: "Big boss, the battlefield is cleaned, guess the battle loss ratio?"

"Say!"

Xin Zhuo picked up the pen, transcribed the paper raft, and prepared to take notes.

These things were actually done by the secretary of the army, but he felt that he could better solve the remaining "three out of ten" by sorting it out himself.

Murong Xiu stood up and saluted, and said, "Governor Qiqi, our army has 17,434 killed, 30,876 wounded, and 897 missing!"

The Western Regions Coalition forces were annihilated 49,899 men and 61,751 wounded. ”

Really! The real battlefield casualties were not so outrageous, mostly routs.

Xin Zhuo copied them one by one, pondered for a moment, and asked, "How many people have been captured so far?"

Murong Xiu smiled quite brightly: "I have captured 390,000 troops from the Western Regions, and 20,000 people from Jiang Man'er's trapped camp have seized their weapons and driven them away like cats and dogs, but no one has resisted!"

"It's not enough!"

Xin Zhuo looked at Murong Xiu and ordered in a deep voice: "Order Jiang Guen, Wei Chijun, Tuoba Kedi, Lin Haotian and Tuan Kun to take matters into their own hands and drive the remaining Western Regions rout troops to the camp of the Western Regions Alliance Army Headquarters in Qinghu Bay, and order Zhang Guangpu and those people to cooperate, so that they are all infected with the plague, and strive to capture all of them, tomorrow evening, I want to hear good news."

After a pause, "You and Sister Ying'er, Lao Bai, Dagui, Jiulang, and Qi Niang will also go, with our old method, the captives must not have accidents!" ”

"Whoa!" Murong Xiu took the order and left in a hurry.

Xin Zhuo thought for a while, and shouted outside: "Win Jianying, Xiongpaw, and Sai Qingzhu, come in!"

The five girls of Sai Qingzhu hurriedly entered the handsome tent and bowed: "The king of the county!"

Xin Zhuo wrote down the order and threw it over: "You and Bai Xuanji will lead 10,000 troops together to recover the lost two states and thirteen prefectures, and if you encounter obstacles, you can make the local families and warriors cooperate!"

"Whoa!" The five women left in a hurry.

Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment, and then shouted, "Someone!"

This time it was Wei Chi Shuozhen, a heroic and proud female general, who saluted with restraint and worship at this moment: "The last general!"

Xin Zhuo looked at the female general carefully, and said in a deep voice: "You lead the 3,000 guards around the tent, and quickly go to Jiwei Town, the granary of the army in the Western Regions, and hold it there, and use it as food and grass for the army in the future!"

"Whoa!"