Guanshan thousands of miles of nighttime dreams, still listening to the sound of the sun war drums.

If the thunder roars, if the wind howls, if the clouds move, the millions of Ying troops with the momentum of swallowing thousands of miles, towards the Burning Sun City launched a fierce attack, the front of the hundreds of thousands of black dragon iron horses, black armor and iron face, all in their hands are special long knives, glowing red under the faint morning light.

And behind this vanguard iron cavalry, there are more than 200,000 border troops who followed, and the soldiers of a hundred battles, all of whom were stained with blood in their hands, gathered and condensed into a bad qi, and the wind and clouds trembled.

After that, there are more than 500,000 soldiers who are killed.

Judging from the arrangement of this platoon, the Black Dragon Iron Cavalry and the Hundred Battles Border Army were placed at the forefront of the military formation, which shows that for this battle, the First Emperor has poured everything into his current hands.

Shot is the strongest array!

The momentum is to win or lose!

The iron horses of the army rolled, accompanied by the sound of war drums and fighting.

Boom Boom...!

At the same moment, all the gates of this Burning Sun City opened in an instant.

Countless, like the waves of the rising tide, the blood-eyed monsters with no end in sight rushed out from the city gate, from the city wall, and from any part of the Burning Sun City, and in an instant, they were mixed with the Ying army.

Fight, fight.

On the sacrificial flag slope, Chu Ci and Shi Kai Fire stood side by side, and from here you can observe the changes in the situation of the entire battlefield.

"If you continue to fight like this, the winning army will definitely lose."

Shi Kaihuo looked at the battlefield of the fight, pondered for a moment, touched his chin and said.

"Although I am not a soldier, I can also see the trend of this situation, the number of monsters pouring out of Burning Sun City is too much, although these monsters are not strong in single strength, but they are all extremely difficult to kill, unless it is to cut off the head, otherwise even if it is a missing arm and a broken leg, it is still a fight."

"Now I see that the Ying army can still hold on, but once the fighting time is extended, the defeat will appear."

And at this moment, in Chu Ci's arms, Xiaobai's little head also stretched out from under the big curtain, and the double ponytail was hidden under the big curtain, hanging on Chu Ci's neck with a cute face, looking at the battlefield in front of him, the big eyes of gray eyes blinked one after another.

In her mouth, the snow-white weasel in her mouth was not afraid at all, sniffing the bloody breath passing in the wind, and a pair of black pearl-like eyes were also staring at the melee field.

"Hmm."

Chu Ci nodded.

He agreed with Shi Kaihuo's analysis of the battlefield situation.

From the moment Fang Cai Yingjun came into contact with the monsters in Burning Sun City, obvious signs could be seen from the first battle.

Fighting in the wilderness, especially when the fighting heats up, the so-called military formation loses its original effect, and only the tenacious will of the soldiers to fight bloodily remains.

Judging by the results of the fight after the initial contact between the two sides.

A black dragon iron horse, desperate to kill a half monster, a hundred battles of the border army, can be killed with a monster, and those armies gathered from the place, the strength of individual soldiers is much worse than the black dragon iron horse and the hundred battles of the border army, basically it takes two or three people to fight a monster.

And that's just the beginning.

As the battle continues, the Ying army will inevitably fall into human fatigue, and the patience of the monster demon body is much stronger than that of human flesh and blood, and this number difference will inevitably be continuously amplified with the passage of time.

Even if you completely ignore the subsequent widening of the number difference, it will be calculated based on the fact that the Ying army has always maintained its heyday.

At present, among the Ying army, the black dragon iron cavalry led by the white ghost is only more than 100,000, and the number of 100 battles border army under Jiang Yue is only more than 200,000, even if these two parts of the combat power are all wiped out, at most more than 400,000 monsters can be spelled out.

And the demons that poured out of the Burning Sun City, minus the 400,000, there are at least more than 600,000 monsters on this battlefield, and those local armies with little combat strength are definitely not the opponents of these more than 600,000 monsters.

If it is only analyzed from the perspective of this quantity alone, it is unwise for the First Emperor to launch a frontal Armageddon at this time, which is equivalent to directly locking in the defeat.

What is his dependence? ’

Although Chu Ci did not have much contact with the First Emperor, the closest thing was the battle at Meihuawu.

This first emperor Yu Zheng can sweep Liuhe, dominate the world, even though it is a hundred years of national capital accumulation of the previous kings of the Ying Kingdom, but his personal eloquence is the core key to the unity of the four seas.

The first emperor's IQ and strategic outlook are definitely the best in the world.

Even the stone fire can be seen with the mallet of the soldiers, and it is impossible for the First Emperor not to predict in advance, let alone not to know that rashly launching a decisive battle at this moment will usher in a big defeat.

I know it, but I still attack it.

Unless, he has any hole cards that are not played.

"Wu Fu, a demon who is not a human or a ghost, I have to say that he really has a fucking brush to do things."

Shi Kaihuo looked at the monsters raging on the battlefield, these millions of monsters did not have the slightest chaos, they were formed like an army, and they were all facing the battle, obviously controlled by a force.

"I've long heard that this demon has a way to control monsters, but I didn't expect to be able to control millions of monsters at one time.

As for Yun Zhongjun's method of being able to manipulate monsters, since he ascended to the Immortal Tower, Chu Ci has deliberately studied it, but in the end, he has not obtained any results.

And this method of manipulating monsters is only in the hands of the dead demon in Yunzhongju, and even the great priest who was trusted by Yunzhongjun in the past does not know anything.

Judging from Chu Ci, perhaps only on the day he takes Yun Zhongjun can this question hanging in his heart be answered.

Shi Kaihuo's voice just fell.

Airplanes~!

On the battlefield, suddenly there was a sound of a zither, piercing through the wind and clouds, and it was able to pierce the beating war drums and fall into every ear on the battlefield.

"Who's playing the piano on the battlefield?!"

Shi Kaihuo was stunned when he heard this, his music cells were basically equal to zero, and he couldn't hear the quality of this tune.

"It's not a piano."

Chu Ci's brows furrowed slightly, during the years of the Fengyan Courtyard, he accompanied Qingya day and night, climbed the mountains at night to drink flowing water, and he had already studied the rhythm, whether it was the sound of the piano or not, the ears could tell it.

The music that came out of the battlefield just now, although it sounded very similar to the qin, it was definitely not a qin.

Savor this music carefully, and its timbre seems to be between the zither and the qin.

"Over there!"

As the stone fired, it fell.

Chu Ci should look at the prestige and look at a high slope on the battlefield facing the main gate of Burning Sun City.

In that high slope, there are two figures.

One of them is not unfamiliar, and the other is unprecedented.

One person stood with his hands in his hands, and the black gold emperor robe he was wearing showed his identity to the world, the first emperor Yu Zheng.

The other person was sitting on his knees, and in front of him was a musical instrument that Chu Ci had never seen, which looked like a piano, but it was different in detail, and the sound of Zheng Zheng floating on the battlefield at the moment was emanating from this instrument.

"The East is drifting away."

Chu Ci didn't know him, but Shi Kaihuo, the leader of the Mo family, had been in the rivers and lakes for decades and was not in vain, and he shouted his name at a glance.

"Why did he get here?!"

'The East is drifting away. ’

Although Chu Ci didn't know Dongfang gradually leaving, he knew the life of this great musician who was praised by the world very well, and described it in two words: style and bones, elegant.

The reason for understanding is simple.

Dongfang is a native of Qingguo, and he is also a teacher of Qingya music theory.

This lingering in the Fengyan courtyard, sometimes after the ensemble plays the mountains and flowing water, the aftertaste chats, Qingya is the teacher who has mentioned her several times with Chu Ci.

The sound of this blow is not right.

Chu Ci looked to the east and gradually left the place where the First Emperor was, and then looked at the white-hot battlefield where the battle had already entered the white-hot battlefield.

With the sound of strings fluttering on the battlefield, those monsters that were originally like an army were formed and killed, but at this moment, the establishment was faintly disordered.

This means that the sound of the building played by the gradual departure of the East is stripping away Yun Zhongjun's control over these million monsters.

The sound is high, the first time I hear it is like a sonorous sword, and then I listen to it and reveal the love of children, lingering in the rivers and lakes, people can't help but immerse themselves in it, and the name of the great musician who is gradually leaving in the East is indeed worthy of its name.

"I want to put down the pen and flowers, and the mountains and rivers are all into the painting."

When the sound of the building is extremely high, the East gradually leaves and sings loudly, the music is soundproof, and the sky rises.

It's just the lyrics...

Chu Ci's brows furrowed instantly, he was not unfamiliar with this word.

'Conscience. ’

'What a bald limerick. ’

Chu Ci is still very impressed by this limerick poem that was written in the courtyard of Dengxian Tower in the past, and after living for so many years, it is rare to be able to bring limerick poetry to this realm and be proud.

"Brother, look, there are monsters on the battlefield!"

Shi Kaihuo raised his hand and pointed at it.

Chu Ci followed the stone fire and counted on, and sure enough, in the northern part of the battlefield, the monsters that were originally fighting fiercely with the Ying army suddenly became uncontrollable, and the establishment collapsed, some of them actually devoured each other, and many even fled the battlefield and scattered.

These monsters have been controlled for too long, suppressed for too long, just like beasts that have been forcibly locked, and when the chains are unchained, there are generally three things that will happen.

One, the anti-devouring of its master.

Second, run away immediately, so as not to be controlled again and lose your freedom.

Three, one through indiscriminate killing, venting stagnant anger.

"I want to be in charge of the world, black and white."

The second high-pitched sound of the orient gradually departed, accompanied by the sound of the building.

Airplanes...!

Over the entire battlefield, the void seemed to have been hit hard, with circles and waves of sound, like a howling sea tide emitting out, and the moment it fell into the ears of the monster, these monsters that were originally controlled by Yun Zhongjun instantly broke out of control and recovered their bodies.

The millions of monsters that were originally established were all messed up at this moment.

On the battlefield, the white ghost and Jiang Yue both had joy in their eyes, both of them are at the peak of today's soldiers, how could they not know that this is the best fighter, and they all gave a military order, and the whole army abandoned the original inherent military formation, broke through the monster barrier at all costs, and entered the Burning Sun City as quickly as possible.

Under the order, I saw the black dragon iron riding in front, and the army array was in a cone, like a sharp sword, straight into the gate of Lieyang City, and behind this sharp sword, there were hundreds of thousands of border troops under Jiang Yue.

"I want to ask Huangliang in a dream, and the Nine Heavens Fairy stands in the wind."

The third long song of the east's gradual departure sounded.

The sound of the battlefield monsters howling, at the moment of this third long song, there was a bang, and the army of white ghosts and Jiang Yue stabbed wildly in the group of monsters, and it was already dozens of zhang away from the main gate of the scorching sun.

"I want to ask for immortality, and I have no heart or dream."

The melody is frustrated, the fourth way of the long song, and the wind rises.

The moment the sound started, the establishment of millions of monsters collapsed in an instant!

"Good words!"

Sacrificing the flag slope, Shi Kaihuo slapped his thigh, and it could be seen that his words were from the bottom of his heart.

However, in Chu Ci's view, this product should only be because he couldn't understand the melody and couldn't feel the spring and snow, but only understood the words, which fully exposed his shallow cultural cultivation.

Chu Ci didn't answer, nor did he look at the battlefield, his eyes kept on the east on the high slope and gradually left.

He was thinking about one thing, why the words that Dongfang gradually left Fang Cai were the limerick poem of the heart, what is the relationship between the Dongfang gradually leaving and the heart, and whether the appearance of the Dongfang gradually leaving here is related to the heart.

And, where is the bald head of the heart now?

Since the farewell of the lonely mountain, Chu Ci has never seen his conscience, and there is no news of this bald head.

On the high slope, the First Emperor looked at what was happening on the battlefield, and even this emperor with countless experiences was in his eyes.

In this battle, the reason why he chose to believe that the East was gradually leaving and decided to make a solo bet was because he dared to bet.

Now, it seems, he was right.

The surprise that Dongfang gradually left him was far beyond expectations.

"The tune is wonderful, and he deserves to be a great musician."

"It's just that this song is slightly inferior."

For the gradual departure of the East, the First Emperor gave his own evaluation.

At the end of the song, Dongfang, who was kneeling, gradually picked up the ink Xuanzhu and slowly stood up.

"I didn't fill in the lyrics, the man asked me to sing it to another person."

Dongfang gradually left not only the Grandmaster of Ledao, but also a master lyricist, if he admitted that this word was made by him, his reputation would be completely ruined.

After saying that, Dongfang gradually glanced in the direction of the sacrificial flag slope, as if he knew that there was someone there, and people couldn't help but suspect that he was a fake blind man.

'Another person? ’

The First Emperor's eyes were slightly condensed, and he did not ask who the other person Dongfang was talking about.

"The song is over, and the east is gradually leaving."

With a graceful demeanor, he turned and left.

The First Emperor stared at the back of the east and gradually turned away, paused for a moment, and then stopped looking.

Rumble!

It was at this time.

The main gate of the scorching sun was hit open by a huge crash!

The pioneer black dragon iron horse, the fish rushed in, and killed the city of the sun.

The first emperor Yu Zheng looked at the Burning Sun City with the city gate wide open, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

He is a dignified emperor for thousands of years, but now he has been plagued by a demon to this point, thousands of Manchus have been wiped out, and the anger in his heart has already burned to the peak.

To the north, the Flag Slope.

Chu Ci also saw Dongfang gradually leaving, and glanced at his place before turning around and leaving, and his doubts were even more serious.

But now is not the time to ask.

The gates of the Burning Sun have been broken.

Next, it's time for the main event.

The life-and-death battle between the first emperor Yu Zheng and Wu Fu, the king of the clouds.

"Desire" vs. "Evil".

"You stay here."

Chu Ci turned over and dismounted, and Yunzhuang Mengdie's body moved, like a phantom, and headed towards Lieyang City at an extremely fast speed.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the stone to open the fire, but the strength of the current Extreme Dao Double Heaven with the stone to open the fire, if he is too close to the First Emperor and Yunzhongjun, once he is targeted, it will be difficult to save his life.

In the city of the scorching sun, the nine-story climb to the immortal platform, and the wind is like a crane.

Yunzhong Junyu stood here, with anger in her eyes, and the millions of monsters she had worked so hard to control were completely erased by a song of Zhuyin.

"The First Emperor."

in her eyes.

A figure stepped through the army and came with monstrous killing intent.

(End of chapter)