Chapter 207: Admiration from Dao Sect Masters

This move, 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect', made Zhao Changqing feel empty for a while.

I didn't expect that I, who had become a land immortal, would also feel exhausted because of a certain magical power or trick.

This is really too undeserved, and the only thing that can be explained clearly is that the physical strength consumed by this 'sword coming' move is really too big, too big.

Exhausted, he fell from mid-air to the ground, but the sword caught him with a quick eye and helped him up.

In this situation, as the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, he must not fall.

Worried, he asked the emperor with concern, "Your Majesty, how do you feel, do you need to send you to the city first?"

As soon as Jian saw that his face was a little pale, he was horrified, and when he was helping him, he took His Majesty's pulse, and found that His Majesty was just a little exhausted, and there was nothing serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

In the whole world, anyone can have something, but only the emperor can't have anything.

Otherwise, no one in the Wei State can suppress the world with the power of thunder, so that the world will be healthy and peaceful.

In other words, without Your Majesty, there will probably be rebellions in the world, and there will be countless kings and hegemons.

Zhao Changqing gradually regained his consciousness with the help of Jianyi, took a breath of air one after another, looked at the anti-thieves fleeing in the distance, smiled from the heart, and then said to Jianyi:

"Where is Miao Zhan, the leader of the anti-thieves, dead?"

Jian Yi frowned, shook his head, and said, "Back to Your Majesty, after you cast that earth-shattering sword, the last general will stay and watch his movements."

It's just that after being hit by His Majesty's sword, the last general saw him fall to the ground, being carried away and running away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. ”

Zhao Changqing nodded and said, "According to what you said, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured."

How many dead and wounded are my army at the moment?"

Jian Yi couldn't give an accurate number in an instant, so he could only look around and guess an approximate number, saying:

"Your Majesty, there are more damage to the war horses, but I am 100,000 elites, and the casualties are very small. ”

At present, including Jian Yi, the entire 100,000 elites regard Zhao Changqing as a god, just because the means used by His Majesty the Emperor just now are really like heavenly beings.

Just imagine, even Zhao Changqing's own army regarded him as a god, how much awe those thieves should have in their minds at the moment!

They are all from poor backgrounds and have not experienced any martial arts cultivation, so they will definitely be very afraid of this kind of method of stepping into the air and being miraculous, and then leave a shadow in their hearts.

Zhao Changqing nodded after hearing this, and said: "Taking advantage of the current rout of the enemy army, we must take advantage of the victory to pursue and completely defeat and disperse these anti-thieves!"

Sword One, Sword Two, Sword Three listen to orders!"

When the three of them heard this, they clasped their fists and said, "The end will be!"

Zhao Changqing gave an order: "Order the three of you, each leading a troop, to pursue the rebels."

Remember, the purpose of this pursuit is to focus on the leader of the anti-thieves, especially the guy named Miao Zhan, if anyone cuts off his head, I will be rewarded!"

The three brothers of the Sword Pavilion glanced at each other, and said in unison with a very tacit understanding: "The last general will receive the order!"

Zhao Changqing waved his hand weakly, signaling that they could go and chase after them.

Jian Yi said loudly to the army: "Leave five thousand horsemen to take care of Your Majesty, and the rest of the men and horses, divided into three, follow the three of us, and pursue the enemy together!"

100,000 elites, in this battle, lost less than 20,000 people, although it can be called a nerve-wracking, but the casualties are also expected.

On the other hand, on the anti-thief side, the casualties are large, 600,000 people, at least more than 200,000 here, and when the exact number of casualties is counted, it is estimated that it will be more than this predicted number.

At that time, it would not be surprising to say that more than half of the casualties of the anti-thieves were killed.

After Jian Yi and the others led the men and horses out on the expedition, Zhao Changqing sat here cross-legged and rested.

The five thousand horsemen left for him surrounded him tightly, for fear that something unexpected would befall His Majesty.

Zhao Changqing has long been accustomed to this.

For these bloody soldiers, the most important thing is still their own life.

The Daomen masters stationed outside the city naturally noticed the vision on Zhao Changqing's side.

The sword just now shocked too many people.

There are also Daomen masters who have opened their eyes and paid close attention to this scene.

He said to all the Daomen people, "The sword just now was unleashed by His Majesty the Emperor. ”

As soon as this sentence was said, it immediately caused an uproar among the people of the Daomen.

This term of the Great Wei Emperor is worthy of being called perfect in terms of martial arts, and being able to perform such an amazing move is enough to leave endless legends in the mouths of future storytellers.

A generation of emperors, in terms of martial arts attainments, is actually so amazing, no wonder they have the courage to do such a thing as stepping on the rivers and lakes, which is really admirable!

How big is the vision of that sword?

Let the ordinary people in the city feel it.

At that time, when they looked up into the sky, they saw clouds in the distance, layered together, and also formed a magnificent view of tornados, which was very eye-catching.

Of course, among those who noticed this vision were also Wang Yan.

She watched this vision outside the palace for a long time, her heart full of anxiety, and her face was sad.

Because she knew that the location of the vision was exactly the place where His Majesty fought to the death with the thief.

After the vision disappeared, she knelt on the ground and prayed to heaven and earth: "Look at the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, bless Your Majesty to return triumphantly and safely, for this reason, Haoyue is willing to sacrifice her life at the cost of asking God to bless you!"

When she finished saying this, Zhao Changqing, who was still on the battlefield, felt that his physical strength had recovered a little, so he said to the five thousand horsemen:

"Go back to the camp first, and wait for the news from Jian Yi and them. ”

In this way, 5,000 cavalry escorted Zhao Changqing back to the military camp set up outside the city.

Jian Yi and their soldiers were divided into three ways to pursue the anti-thieves, but they were almost chased to the city of Duanzhou, and they still did not find any trace of Miao Zhan, because they were afraid that the lone army would go deeper, so they withdrew.

But in any case, this battle is a big victory.

Miao Zhan had been sent to Duanzhou City for the first time at this moment.

He was lying on the bed, coughing up blood constantly, his body had become weak and weak, it was obvious that he was seriously injured if he was not dead after being stabbed by Zhao Changqing.

After he stabilized his injuries a little, he said to a crony next to him: "Write to my father, and say that he should send a master to Duanzhou as soon as possible."

The emperor of the imperial court has unpredictable means, and it is difficult to win without a master to suppress the formation. ”

After saying this, the body became weak again.

This sword, he estimated that he had already injured his lungs, and if he wanted to heal, he was afraid that it would be difficult to recover without a year and a half of meditation and recuperation.

But at this juncture, he is not allowed to have enough time to meditate and recuperate, because he is not the only one staring at the position of the head of the Miao family.

"What about our casualties?" he asked, suppressing the injuries in his body.

Someone replied: "I am afraid that more than half of the 600,000 troops have been killed or wounded, but the exact number of casualties is still under investigation." ”

Miao Zhan gritted his teeth, the hatred in his heart!

The head of the family put 600,000 untouchables in his own hands, which is a high hope.

But what about now?

The dead, the wounded, and the fleeing are simply vulnerable!

You know, this is still the first battle with the imperial army in the strict sense, why is it so fragile?

He gasped and gritted his teeth as he spoke, not knowing whether he was holding up his injuries or hating the court.

"Tell my father that not only will I send masters, but also some untouchables, and I will say that the army of the imperial court is far beyond our imagination, ask for support!"

(End of chapter)