Guyuan is an ancient city, bordering the Xiliang tribe and the border pass in the northwest of the Tang Dynasty, guarding the border of the Tang Dynasty.

Of course, it is impossible for the Tang Dynasty to rely on a city to hold the defense line, mainly Guyuan, and many camps have been built next to it to jointly defend against the invasion of the Xiliang tribe.

At this moment, three armies were stationed here: a border army of 5,000 people, a Xiaowu guard of 5,000 people, and a Qianniuwei of 10,000 people.

There were only 5,000 people in Guyuan City, and the rest of the troops were scattered in the camps around Guyuan.

When Lu Yun came to Guyuan, he encountered the armies of both sides calling for battle outside the city.

This is a very old way of fighting, and sending generals to compete before a war can greatly boost morale if they win.

At this moment, there are two people fighting on the field, one is a young man from Datang, and the other is a young man from the Xiliang clan.

The young man of Datang is holding a long knife and is a fivefold powerhouse in the Dragon and Tiger Realm.

The young man of the Xiliang clan is two meters tall, his appearance is obviously different from that of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, and he holds a halberd in his hand, and he is obviously also a martial artist, which is about the same strength as the young people of the Tang Dynasty.

Both sides showed their skills on the battlefield, and the shouts of soldiers on both sides continued, cheering for their respective camps.

However, Datang's encouragement is not as good as that of the Xiliang clan, and the morale is obviously not as good as the other party.

Lu Yun knew what the reason was, because there were two headless corpses on the field, judging from their clothing and body shape, they were both Tang sergeants.

Obviously, in the previous clash of battles, Datang has lost two games in a row.

Lu Yun was silent for a while, war is so cruel, either you die or I die.

The two fight to the death on the field, there are no fancy moves, every move is fatal, this is a real life and death battle.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have already fought on the field for a hundred moves, and the young people of Datang have exhausted themselves.

The young man of the Xiliang tribe seized the opportunity, and the long halberd in his hand suddenly pierced out, directly piercing the young man of Datang, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion.

He shook his halberd and threw the young man out of the Tang Dynasty, the halberd slashed abruptly, and a head flew high, which he grabbed in his hand and raised it high.

The Xiliang clan made an earth-shattering cry, and the Tang army was silent, and the morale was even lower.

Lu Yun was silent, it was really you and me, he had the heart to make a move, but he shook his head, the other party was just a dragon and tiger realm, if he made a move, he would bully people.

The moment the young man of Datang was killed just now, he obviously saw a trace of lilac flying out and landing on the young man of the Xiliang clan.

He knew that it was luck, and it turned out that this was the battle of luck.

If you want to get the luck of the other party, you have to kill the other party, and the battle of luck is so cruel.

"Is Datang at this level?" There are people shouting from the Xiliang tribe.

Datang's side was silent for a while, losing three games in a row, which made the Datang generals feel bottomless.

If the defeat continues, the morale of the Tang army will drop to a low point, and they desperately need a victory.

The Tang Lord swept his gaze over a group of young generals around him, and finally landed on one of the young men.

"Zhao Wu, you go!"

Zhao Wu's face changed slightly, but he still clenched his fists: "The last general will take the order!"

He walked slowly towards the field, seemingly looking at death, but Lu Yun clearly saw that his hands were trembling.

The Xiliang clan is so terrible?

At this moment, a young man in a green robe walked out.

"Slow, let me try the Xiliang Clan!"

With a long knife in his hand, he slowly came to the field and quietly looked at the Xiliang army.

"Zhao Feng is here, dare to fight!"

Lu Yun's eyes froze, this young man was obviously not a Tang sergeant, was it the same as him?

He didn't pay attention just now, but at this moment, his eyes swept over the side of the Tang Dynasty general, and found that there were several young people, none of whom were wearing military uniforms, and they were obviously not in the army.

Some of these young people were dressed in white, some were dressed in green shirts, and some were dressed in Taoist robes, which were incompatible with the Tang Dynasty soldiers.

Could it be that these are all disciples of the sect who have come to compete for luck? The conversation of the soldier next to him confirmed his thoughts.

"Great, the immortal masters have finally made a move!"

Lu Yun glanced at the soldier who was talking, and found that it was a young man in his thirties, and he asked with a smile, "This brother, who are they?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Lu Yun: "I see that you are not a Tang sergeant, and you have the same purpose as them, don't you know them?"

Lu Yun shook his head: "I just came from Chang'an, and I would like to ask my brother to introduce me."

The soldier nodded: "They are all disciples of some sects, I heard that they are here to compete for some luck."

Sure enough, Lu Yun asked again, "Have they not made a move?"

The soldier shook his head: "They have been here for a while, and they said that they have not seen anyone with strong luck, so they have not made a move."

Lu Yun was silent, and sure enough, it was all about competing for luck.

Next, Lu Yun asked a lot of questions, and the soldier also answered them one by one, giving him a comprehensive understanding of the situation on the northwest border of the Tang Dynasty.

It has been nearly a month since the confrontation between the Tang Dynasty and the Xiliang Clan, and there have been skirmishes between the two sides, but most of the time they have fought in the form of calling formations.

There are victories and defeats in the battle, but Datang has lost more and won less, and many young people have died on the battlefield, which has also led to low morale all the way.

At present, the battle is all young people, and the real battle between the strong has not yet begun, but with the emergence of the disciples of the sect, the battle will soon enter the white heat.

Lu Yun showed doubts, even when there were only 5,000 border troops, the Xiliang clan only called for formation and did not launch a large-scale attack.

What is the reason for this, could it be that the Xiliang army is not suitable for attacking the city? Or are there other special cases?

Lu Yun looked at the field, at this moment, the field was already fighting again, and Zhao Feng had already fought with a young man of the Xiliang clan.

Zhao Feng was holding a pair of short blades, his posture was flexible, and he was facing off against the young man of the Xiliang tribe who was holding a big knife.

Both of them are masters of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, and their strength is relatively strong, and the sound of gold and iron clashing between the weapons is constantly emanating.

Soon, the two sides had already exchanged dozens of moves, and Zhao Feng suddenly jumped high, and a pair of short blades in his hands slashed down.

The young man of the Xiliang clan stiffened, and two lines of blood spread from his face to his chest, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Datang's side let out cheers, today they finally won a game, and their morale has improved.

At the moment when the young man of the Xiliang clan died, purple luck floated out of him and landed on Zhao Feng, indicating that Zhao Feng had won a trace of luck.

This purple qi luck is obviously stronger than the one just now, could it be that the higher the cultivation, the stronger the qi luck?

Yes, it should be for this reason, being able to cultivate to a higher realm naturally occupies a lot of luck.

Although the Xiliang clan lost this game, it also surprised Lu Yun very much.

This sect disciple named Zhao Feng is not weak, although he is the eightfold Dragon and Tiger Realm, but in the face of the ordinary Dragon and Tiger Realm Ninefold, he can even fight at the peak.

The fact that the Xiliang clan was able to compete with the disciples of the sect shows the strength of the Xiliang clan.

Seeing that there were disciples from the sect to join, the Xiliang clan Mingjin withdrew his troops, obviously unwilling to have too much loss.

Although Datang's side won one game, it was unwilling to continue, and if it lost again, this game would be in vain.

Both sides collected troops one after another, and all the soldiers were also preparing to go back, so Lu Yun naturally had to go back with him, and he had to find a place to live first.

At this moment, a young man in a Taoist robe came to Lu Yun's side panting: "Huh...... Whew, I'm going, it's over, didn't catch up. ”