Chapter Ninety-Four: Good Wine
With the news of the emperor's injury, the fighting spirit of the Shenyu army plummeted, and several battles were killed so that people turned on their backs, and in desperation, Zuo Xiang had to order to temporarily avoid the edge.
The Shenyu army retreated.
The tripartite alliance led by the deserted city immediately made a decisive decision and drove straight into the city, taking over those abandoned cities, and gradually eating away at the monstrous national fortunes of the Shenyu Dynasty.
The tide of battle is reversed.
One side of the river is declining, the other side is like a rainbow, between the loss of one and the other, the momentum of the tripartite alliance has reached an unprecedented peak, suppressing the Shenyu army.
The latter has repeatedly retreated.
Some of the gate lord clans, because of this, had different intentions, and began to secretly send people to contact the coalition forces, playing the role of wavering wall grass, whichever side of the wind is strong, they will fall.
In their eyes.
Today's Shenyu Dynasty, like a candle before the wind, a lamp in the rain, may collapse at any time, rather than being foolish and loyal, stubbornly resisting, it is better to worship the mountain as soon as possible.
Back then, when Dong Yunyue trampled on the mountain gate, they did the same.
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A year later.
The remnants of Shenyu retreated into Tai'an City, and they had no courage to fight again.
The heavy snow sealed the territory, the city gate was closed, the wolf smoke covered the clouds and the moon for 9,800 miles, the sound of horses' hooves stirred up the dust, the army array was like a black tide, trapped in the Beijing division, and the soldiers surrounded Tai'an.
"Ryo!"
The war drums beat in unison, and the eight or nine majestic figures stood in the void, calling out the battle before the battle:
"Empress Dongyun Clan, dare to show up and wait for a battle with me!"
The breeze is gentle, there is an extra phoenix chair at the head of the city, and Dongyunyue sits and squints.
"Far Wilderness City Lord Jiuque."
"Xiao Ming Wang Zhu Tianyin."
"Zhu Tianyang, King of the Ming Dynasty."
"Sun and Moon Sect Leader Zhu Tiance."
"Xue Fengdao, the master of the Demon Palace."
"Guo Ziming, deputy hall of the demon seal."
"The Lord of Dongtian Island is facing the borer."
"The blue-faced ghost king of the green ghost department."
She pronounced out the name of the mortal realm in front of her like a few treasures, and the calm between her eyebrows was like a pool of secluded pools, vast and profound, and let him pass through the hurricane, I was not alarmed.
"Not counting the Qingfeng Guan, the mortal realm under the world has come, tsk, it seems that your colleagues are determined to put me to death today... Well, that's good! β
The atmosphere, sabre-rattling.
"Empress Shenyu."
The city lord of the deserted city said lightly:
"Tell the truth."
"I used to admire you, and I thought you were a character, until you were very stupid to entrust the heirloom jade seal to a person who was not under your control..."
"Do you think he can help you by giving him the heirloom jade seal? Oh, naΓ―ve, right now, your Shenyu country is in trouble, and its destruction is imminent, what about others? Well? Where are the people? β
Xue Fengdao immediately picked up:
"It is estimated that it will be good luck to slip away early, and the nine great mortal realms will gather, and there will be no second one in the entire Siming world in this kind of battle, who will not be shocked when they see it?"
"Haha, what a bullshit peach blossom sword god, it's just a vain name."
Zhu Tiance followed with ridicule:
"Back then, this son shook the entire Buddha Plain, forcibly killed the Buddha master, and then forced the breeze to escape, I am afraid that the foundation has already been exhausted, and now it is the end of the strong crossbow..."
"Hmph, what if he still has the strength to fight?"
"There is no way to faint, the general trend has gone, we are waiting for the army to cut down the feather, it is the will of heaven, the sky is going to die, under the torrent of the times, any existence is an ant!"
"Yes, we wait for every word and deed, secretly in line with the supreme providence, even if the so-called sword god comes in person, we don't need to be afraid, he dares to go against the general trend?"
Dong Yunyue didn't say a word, and quietly listened to them pretending.
Suddenly.
The Green Ghost King pointed the finger at her, with a wicked smile on his face:
"Little emperor, don't hide it, the three of us brothers have admired you for many years, as long as you promise to be our double cultivation furnace, the old man can be the master and keep you from dying."
"Oh?"
Dong Yunyue suddenly became interested, straightened her chest and asked:
"Is that true?"
"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!"
"Think about it."
The female emperor lowered her head, pretended, pondered for a while, raised her willow eyebrows, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled mockingly: "I'm sorry, I refuse, I, I have a master~"
Let's talk about it.
She was like a proud phoenix bird, tilting her chin up, and showing the collar tied to the snow neck generously: "Hey, this is the master's reward for me, it's beautiful, right?" β
For the first time, he revealed his relationship with Chen Yi in public.
I used to be afraid that gossip would affect the other party, but now I am not afraid: because after today, it will no longer be a shame, but a supreme... Glory!
She has faith in her master.
But only for her.
On the battlefield, everyone was stunned.
What did they hear?
Dong Yunyue, the founding emperor of the Shenyu Dynasty, this woman who is known as the most noble and conceited woman in the world, is actually someone's slave in private? She still wears a collar?
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Incomprehensible, unbelievable, uncertain, unacceptable... Countless eyes with different thoughts focused on Dong Yunyue's body, making her feel hot all over.
"Your Majesty drank it last night?"
"Not really."
"Then why are you talking nonsense?"
"Say."
"Who is the master in Your Majesty's mouth?"
"Who else could it be? The one in the palace. β
Dong Yunyue winked at Zuo Zining: "Zuo Xiang doesn't have to be envious, this is the case, I will go to ask the master, take you in, let's turn the monarch and the minister into sisters." β
Zuo Zining: ?
My head is so itchy.
I feel like I'm going to have a long backbone, or maybe it's reversed, right? Follow her unlucky for a lifetime!
Thinking of the fruit he was targeting, he was taken first by another man, and the blue-faced ghost king was jealous, his eyes were split, and he almost wanted to kill, and roared in a low voice:
"Dong Yunyue, are you looking for death?"
"Are you in a hurry?"
Dong Yunyue licked her lips defiantly, half-squinted, as if she was fascinated, rubbing her collar: "That night can be called the most unforgettable in my life, master..."
Hear the words.
The Green Ghost King subconsciously imagined: the cold and glamorous Empress Dongyun was still angrily scolding the ministers in the Jinluan Hall one second, but the next second she appeared in the secret room, begging bitterly...
No.
Probably, I can't even beg for mercy: that dog thing, how can I let go of her delicate lips, and what greets her is only the terrible torture...
"Ah!!h
The Green Ghost King roared in the sky, a pair of vertical pupils were bloodshot, and the fierce light burst out, and he squeezed out a sentence from the gap between his mouthful of fangs: "Dong Yunyue, you deceive people too much!" β
"Can't stand it?"
"Where is this? In my opinion, you should simply leave the palace, and in this case, I may be able to show mercy and allow you to kneel outside the palace and listen to my fairy voice..."
"Oh, that's cheap."
Dong Yunyue spat out a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs, and Zuo Zining hurriedly stepped forward to wipe the blood stains from the corners of her mouth for her: her injuries were not acting, she was really seriously injured.
Looked at.
The Lord of the Demon Hall grabbed the thunderous Green Ghost King, shook his head slightly, and immediately glanced at Jiuque, who was not close to women, who understood, and waved his hand:
"Siege!"
If you can talk about the best, if you can't talk about it, then fight!
The earth shook.
The army of 800,000 tigers and wolves, shouting and howling, holding all kinds of soldiers, went to Tai'an City, Dongyun Yue pointed to the ground on his toes, the streamer turned, and the Tai'an City Protection Array opened.
Crossbowmen and gunners also ascended to the top of the city.
At the city gate below, the infantry and cavalry joined forces, and the dantian mana poured into the eye of the formation without dying, killing the array, covering a radius of thousands of miles, and killing people by means of wind, snow and rain.
However, nine divine rays fell into the array.
The figures of the nine paths falling from the sky were like bamboos, and they hit the formation gate almost at the same time.
Demon power, sword energy, Taoism, supernatural powers...
After a round of attack, the killing array changed to the defensive formation, all kinds of means were countered, and the power of the sky was shocked, and the blood of the nine people surged, each taking a few steps back, but never breathing.
Instead, it struck the original formation again with a more rapid momentum than before.
The second impact, the defenders in the city were affected by the pond fish, the people turned on their backs, the nine people still retreated, still raised, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...
Nine Dao Shenxia.
Again and again, they collided with each other, and again and again faster than the last momentum, and I don't know how many defenders were blurred by this, but one group died, and another group would be made up one after another.
In these nine straight lines, whether you are a master of Jin Dan or the Yuan Infant Stage, if you block the other party's way, you will definitely die in an instant, and those people are really defending the city with their lives.
I don't know how many foot cavalry, I don't know how many centurions and thousands of commanders, I don't know how many noble generals of the Beijing division battalion, they died so inexplicably.
The next collision was even more terrifying, and even the trembling mortals hiding at home could see the ripples of the qi in the air with the naked eye.
But this time.
Before they reached the city gate, when they were still more than half a mile away from the city gate, they could not get close an inch, and the nine roars and divine power were like thunder: "Who is blocking the way!" β
The gates opened.
There was a treasure chariot driven from the city, and it was a woman wearing a green coat, with exquisite fox eyes, and her appearance was peerless, like a fox who had grown up, and she was enchanting and terrible.
Bao Yuan stopped straight between Tai'an City and the 800,000 army.
The two girls came down first, wearing a sword in white on the left, a sword in a black skirt on the right, and a silver belt tied their hair, with a heroic posture, standing at the steps of the treasure chariot, reaching out to open the curtain.
There was another red robe, bowed respectfully, with her head buried low, her hands in a false position, and a hand that was whiter and more delicate than hers, shallow on the back of her hand.
A young man with an indifferent expression, dressed in the costume of an idle prince.
He glanced up, and the nine people who were not much different from the seven fairies who had been immobilized by the technique smiled slightly, and walked towards the army with the red-makeup maid beside him.
Then.
The two of them walked slowly past the soldiers on their backs as if they were walking in their own courtyard, and everyone's eyes were always on the maid holding the son's hand.
Because no one dared to look at the young man.
When he was halfway through the soldiers, the young man suddenly turned his head to look at the red-clothed maid: "Red musk deer, do you say that killing so many people will be punished by heaven?" β
The red-clothed maid asked softly: "Is the master afraid?" β
"What do you think?"
"That master only kills, there is really a heavenly retribution, and it is considered a red musk deer."
The young man said that the killing karma I created, how can it be counted on your head, and then very unceremoniously rubbed the maid's hair, which took half an hour to coil.
The maid did not hinder her, but sighed.
The young man laughed.
The maid had long been accustomed to it, and with an indifferent face, she handed out a sword.
On that day, outside the city of Tai'an.
The alliance of the three sects was desperate, 800,000 iron cavalry pressed the realm, and the young son, who was called the Emperor of Heaven by the female emperor of the Shenyu Dynasty, went out of the city with his maid, and made a sword while talking and laughing.
One body fought three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million divisions.
Half of the frost and thirteen states, half of the red glow is as deep as blood.
In front of him was a mountain of corpses, behind him was an endless sea of blood, dense minced flesh fell like raindrops, and the robes of him and his maids were spotless.
"It's a little cold."
The maid took out a jar of wine, lukewarm.
He drank it all.
"Good wine."