Chapter Forty-Three: The Storm Rises in the West
"Boom" A loud bang came, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and with the sound, the gate of Yunliao City instantly shattered, turned into fragments and scattered all over the ground, stirring up hundreds of feet of dust. In the haze, countless black-armored warriors swarmed in the direction of the city gate. In the crowd, there were black fierce horses passing by, the horses were covered in armor, and the speed of running forward under heavy equipment did not decrease at all. On horseback were black-armored warriors, armed with eight-foot spears, and the breeze was dignified.
Above the city tower, a man dressed in white, looking at the black armor wave in front of the city gate, he couldn't help but sigh, as if he had reached the end of the mountain.
At this time, the man under the city jumped up from the black horse, and with the help of the wind, he rose up to a height of 100 zhang and rushed towards the man in white above the city tower. "Bohai, suffer death!"
The man in white was Bo Hai, the city lord of Yunliao City, and he saw that the man in front of him was dressed in green clothes, different from other black-armored soldiers, and he jumped down and flew to the city tower, presumably he was the commander of the demon clan.
The man in Tsing Yi rushed quickly, Bohai didn't dare to fight with him, and flashed to the side to avoid his momentum, but it made him come to the top of the city tower.
Bohai Void drew a silver spear and stood at his side. "I don't know the general's name, so that Bo can have some experience. ”
"Lord Bo is humble, it's okay to tell you, anyway, I don't plan to let you leave today. In the lower demon clan Qingyang. As he spoke, a giant axe appeared in his hand, and a red light flashed on the giant axe, and there were some rune marks circulating on its axe. Bo Hai saw it in his eyes, a trace of shock flashed, and the power contained in it already made him feel a little terrifying.
Qing Yang didn't say anything more, and slashed in the direction of Bohai with an axe in one hand, and a dark red axe rushed towards Bohai at an extremely fast speed.
Sirukin Village, where the teleportation circle is located, Moyuan and a group of soldiers are waiting here. Today is the day when the third group of warriors will teleport into the spirit, and more powerful soldiers and troops will arrive in the spirit realm, so Mo Yuan is waiting here. A few days ago, the second batch of demon troops, including heavy troops, cavalry troops, and siege special forces, totaled about 150,000 people, and the teleportation alone lasted for a whole day. As soon as the reinforcements came, Moyuan broke through the siege of Xilu and drove the wind spirit back to Lingxin City. Of course, there is an agreement between the two sides, and the casualties on both sides are not much. Today, these combat forces have been dispatched to the surrounding places, and the Keyin Teleportation Circle will also usher in more brave and combative demon soldiers.
The magic circle flashed, and two people appeared first, a middle-aged man in black and a white-haired old man walked out of the circle. When Mo Yuan saw it, he walked towards the two with a smile on his face. "Teacher Zhong, Marshal Zhong, this trip has been hard, and Mo Yuan has been waiting for you two here for a long time. ”
Zhong was ashamed and didn't dare to be, and he was worried about King Lao. The old man was the first to give the salute, and the middle-aged man followed. These two people are the Demon Elder Zhong Zhaoqi and his son Zhong Yao, one of the four marshals of the Demon Clan. These two have a very high status among the demons, and Zhong Zhaoqi once served as the teacher of the demon yuan, so the demon yuan also has a lot of respect for the two.
"Teacher Zhong doesn't have to be polite, this attack on the spirit world is very important, Mo Yuan is not talented, I have to ask the two of you for help, and I hope that the teacher will help me and make a big deal together." Mo Yuan respectfully gave a big salute, and his sincerity was self-evident.
"Whatever the king said, as a member of the clan, he will contribute to the whole clan, even if the king does not call us, we should also come to help, but we are old and old, and I hope you don't drag everyone back. At the same time as Zhong Zhaoqi spoke, within the teleportation circle behind him, the light was once again flourishing, and countless black-armored soldiers flashed out of it.
It's just that these demon abysses are no longer bothered, and the purpose of his coming here is to greet Zhong Zhaoqi and his son. At this time, the three of them continued to talk as they walked towards the house in the village. "Please ask Mr. Zhong to come here, there must be something important to ask for, although Mr. Zhong is old, he is still full of energy, and he is not lost back then. ”
"In that case, I do not know what the king has to give to the old man, and I will do my best. The three of them went into the nearest room and sat down to talk.
Although the villagers of Keyin Village have long been slaughtered, the houses here have long been inhabited by the demon warriors who guard the magic circle here, and they have not been abandoned.
Mo Yuan ordered someone to pour some tea for Zhong Zhaoqi and his son, while they continued to talk about business. "We have basically settled here now, but after all, it is other people's territory, and it is said that it is difficult for a strong dragon to suppress the head snake. Before, the spirit realm was mainly defensive, and the main offensive force was handed over to the Wind Spirit Legion, and I took a fancy to this step, and I took the lead in countering Xu to ensure that the vanguard troops would not be seriously hit. Now that our clan has taken the initiative to attack, I expect that Ander will turn from defense to attack, and if we really attack with the strength of our clan, our chances of victory will be slim. I want to ask Teacher Zhong to lobby the cities, not to ask the other party to join me, but to weaken the strength of the Spirit Clan, so that my clan can take the opportunity to grow. Mo Yuan took the tea brought by the sergeant and personally delivered it to Zhong Zhaoqi.
Zhong Zhaoqi hurriedly took it, and then asked: "After all, we are foreigners, and in such a situation, I am afraid that the chances of success are not very good." ”
"Teacher Zhong doesn't know that the various regions of the Spirit Clan have basically been in their own hands for many years, and the contradictions in them have become more and more aggravated, and if they are used properly, they can naturally be divided. The Xu Ting incident is the best example, and I believe that with Mr. Zhong's strength, he will be much stronger than me. Mo Yuan explained.
"If that's the case, the old man will give it a try. However, please don't care about this success or failure. "Mo Yuan summoned Zhong Zhaoqi to come, it was for this reason, no matter what kind of argument he made, he couldn't push it, Zhong Zhaoqi took over the task with interest.
Mo Yuan nodded with a smile, and said to Zhong Yao, who had not spoken on the side: "Marshal Zhong should go with Elder Zhong, in case there is any danger, you can also retreat." Zhong Yao frowned, as if he was unwilling, "Didn't the king summon me to come to the battle, didn't he want me to go into battle to fight, why did he take on the lobbying work instead." ”
"It's enough for me and Qing Yi to come, and Qing Yang and He Junren are also here, so it's really not possible to transfer Zhiqing over in a while, and the front-line combat power is more than enough at present. Of course, if the mission on your side is completed, Marshal Zhong can also return to the front line. But before that, Zhong Lao's safety came first. While Mo Yuan spoke, Zhong Yao nodded and agreed.
At this time, a sergeant outside the house came to report that Qing Yang had captured the main city of Yunliao, and the commander of Yunliao, Bo Hai, had died under Qing Yang. In addition, another general Xiang Yong has also captured the Fuxing region in the north and captured the Fuxing commander Ji Peng alive.
When the good news came, Mo Yuan was naturally happy in his heart, but he didn't capture Liaocheng Bohai alive, which made him feel very unsatisfactory. He immediately sent an order, ordering the commanders of the western and northern teams not to embarrass the people after attacking the city, stabilize the normal order in the city, and at the same time strengthen vigilance and restore combat strength.
Mo Yuan knew that if he attacked the city and strategized the pool, if he wantonly destroyed and slaughtered, he would only encounter more resistance, and only by pacifying all parts of the country and gradually assimilating could he really pocket this place. And for those who have always resisted, it will also need to be resolved after the chaos is over and the people have settled down.
Zhong Zhaoqi heard Mo Yuan's order on the side, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. For ordinary people, no matter who is in power, a stable and peaceful life is what they desire most. Although the war is going on now, if it does not disturb the lives of the people, they will not risk their lives to resist.
"The king wants to accept his commander and work for me, and he can also use this to stabilize the post-war order. Seeing Mo Yuan's thoughts, Zhong Zhaoqi tried to ask.
Teacher Zhong saw that although Xilu He Xing had been unwilling for a long time, it made Xilu quickly stabilize. If one day he finds that he or the region of Silu is better under my rule than he was at the beginning, I think he will sincerely join us. Saying that, Mo Yuan sighed, "It's just that this Bohai of Yunliao was killed in battle, and the Yuan Yun of Tongqi was not caught." This General Qingyang is extraordinary, but his actions are still too reckless and tough, and if he compares with his brother, he is still a little worse. Qing Yi is one of the four generalissimos of our clan, and he is naturally much calmer and thoughtful in handling things. ”
Zhong Zhaoqi laughed and said nothing. It's not early, Mo Yuan invited the Zhong family and his son to move to Xilu, and they will hold a banquet with the generals to celebrate this evening. In a few days, everyone will fight in all directions, and I am afraid that there will be no such opportunity.
As soon as the three of them walked out of the house, they felt a slight vibration on the ground. The three of them all looked in the direction of the teleportation array. I saw a giant beast about three people tall walking out of the array, this beast was brown and black, the body length was about three or four zhang, the tail length was more than one zhang, the body was six legs, thick and powerful, like a tree stump, the head had two horns, the face was hideous, and there was saliva on the fangs in the mouth. From a distance, it was terrifying. This is the Demon Behemoth, the Beast.
Seeing this beast, Mo Yuan looked up to the sky and smiled, "The arrival of the Demon Beast troops, our army can be said to be like a tiger with wings!"
The beast is so large that it can only teleport one at a time. After the first arrived, the second and third arrived, led by the trainer, and headed out of the village. Mo Yuan was very happy to see this beast, and stood in place and watched, but he forgot about the Zhong father and son beside him.
"Your Majesty, there are a total of twenty-two beasts that have arrived in the spirit this time, all of which have been selected by me, if they are very effective against the enemy, I will send some more next time. Seeing that Mo Yuan was in a trance, Zhong Yao explained on the side, and by the way, he also reminded him that the two of them were still waiting.
When Mo Yuan heard Zhong Yao speak, he came back to his senses and responded with a good word, and then he didn't stay here, and walked out of the village with the Zhong father and son, and went to Xilu.
That night, in a large tent in the Xilu military camp, Mo Yuan held a banquet here. Except for the Demon Heart, who did not participate without knowing where to go, the rest of the demon generals rushed back from various stations to participate. In addition, He Xing, Ji Peng and other spirit generals who are currently staying in the demon army have also been invited here.
At the banquet, Mo Yuan was in a good mood, and this was the most pleasant night since entering the spirit. The people sitting in the row around are all important ministers of the demon clan, and although they are far away, they can also feel the kindness of their hometown. After a night of singing and dancing, there was no talk of war, but everyone knew in their hearts that this was probably the last time they were so relaxed before the big war. After today, I don't know when we will be able to gather together again like this.
The banquet lasted until late, and the night was full of fun, and the decisive battle of the Ming Dynasty was held. There was no time to rest, and the soldiers from all over the country returned.
The next day, after sobering up, Mo Yuan gave an order to the whole army. Xilu is located in the middle of Xiling, his troops are divided into three routes, Qingyi's team is close to the south, Xiang Yong's team is expanding, and Qingyang's team is leading the army north, and he stays behind to resist the enemy who will attack from the east road at any time. Wait until the continent west of Xilu falls into your hands and stabilizes before trying to move eastward.
Zhong Zhaoqi, who had just arrived here, went east accompanied by Zhong Yao to find a lobbying target.
In today's Xiling region, the rampant demons are unstoppable, and the local forces are relatively weak, and they lack a sense of common combat among themselves, and they are powerless to fight back under the sweep of the demons.
However, under the Demon Yuan policy, although the various regions were invaded by different wars, there was not much chaos after the war. It's just that the power of this heavenly spirit is being weakened day by day. When Ander got the news, he had to adjust his tactics again, but Ling Xinxu didn't respond, which made him angry. The Spirit Continent, after a hundred years of peace and ease, has once again fallen into crisis.