As the days passed, Miao Buyan watched the sky gradually clear up, and there were only 10 days left until the appointed January period, will the Han people come? She asked herself more than once, this is not the first time she has believed in the Han people, she has never been disappointed before, and I hope she will not be disappointed this time. Dao Yuxin walked up to her and asked suspiciously, "What are you thinking?"

Miao Buyan hurriedly disguised her smile: "I'm thinking about the war." ”

"Hmm. Dao Yuxin was a little suspicious, but he didn't continue, but followed the topic, "We gave up the opportunity to counterattack a few days ago, and the two sides have won and lost each other in the past few days, and it is estimated that the day of the decisive battle is not far away." ”

"How much land have we lost?"

"Ishei. Nong Huke replied quietly on the other side.

"It was much better than expected. Miao Buyan was a little sad, "But we have paid so many people's lives." ”

"War is inevitable. Shamaori comforted from the side.

"Sect Master, the imperial court sent someone to send the battle table. Haidan hurried behind him, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

Miao Buyan opened it and spread it on the table, everyone looked at it, and the letter wrote: "'The Most Virtuous and Benevolent Mingdian Feng Buddha Southern National Teacher' is like meeting: Since Emperor Shizu unified the domestic inheritance, it has been more than 100 years, the four seas have surrendered, and all countries have come to the court. I don't want to think about repaying the grace of heaven today, oppose usurpation and rebellion, raise unrighteous teachers, and resist the power of the imperial court. Ba Khan was not talented, punished by heaven, made the intention of the book, swore by the sword, and on the tenth day of the fifth month, the three armies sent out together. Wangzun sympathized with the suffering of the Li people and the difficulty of the sect, woke up in time, kowtowed to the north, and fought from the dragon, which is also a blessing for the common people and a blessing for the people. Among them, the header reads "The Most Virtuous and Benevolent Mingdian Feng Buddha Southern National Teacher", this title was the former Tang Yizong canonized the head of the Ming Dynasty, hereditary replacement, and later because of the ancestor Kublai Khan was retained, and it is still used to this day, and it is the orthodox title of the head of the Baizhong Sect in the imperial court.

"The tenth ...... of the first month of May" Miao Buyan thought for a moment, "There are still three days to go, how are you preparing?"

"They can't hold back anymore. Haidan pointed to his watch, "No matter what we prepare, what should come will come." Everyone nodded, their faces solemn, because they sensed the coming final moment.

Yuanmeng really can't bear it, a few days ago, the southern Xinjiang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the pursuit of almost everyone was confused, Ba Hanke is no exception, always feel that this matter is not right, some subordinates are optimistic that maybe it is because the rebels in southern Xinjiang will not fight, so the opportunity to counterattack is delayed. But Ba Hanke doesn't think so, he has been fighting for many years, experienced, always feel that there is a problem here, but slowly ease the taste, Nanjiang wins and does not chase, wait and see, such a move is obviously dragging time, he is very keenly aware of two possibilities, one is that Nanjiang is ready to be consumed, to fight with Yuanmeng until the day when the grain and grass are exhausted; the second possibility is even more terrifying, that is, they and the Han people have joined forces, waiting for the Han people to sneak attack their nest in Guizhou, although this possibility is very small, but if it is really so, it will be a great disaster。 Since the battlefields on the left and right flanks are currently calm and there will not be much progress in the short term, then the final decisive battle will be set at this moment, and the traitors will be annihilated in one fell swoop.

For this reason, all the people and horses who could arrive were specially shrunk, which was also an obvious signal before the decisive battle, and Miao Buyan also sent a message to let Shen Yan and Dong Yaoshi Yong know that their men and horses should also choose the opportunity to approach the middle lane. In fact, in Dong Yaoshiyong's opinion, the sect leader seems to be too anxious to agree to the decisive battle so easily, if you want to win this battle with the imperial court, the best and most stupid and direct way is to drag it out, drag it out for three and five years, and see what you do. In fact, he didn't know about the Han people, and he didn't know about the war, since Yuan Meng sent out the battle table, it means that no matter what you do, they will march together, and the strategy of delaying time has long been seen through by Ba Hanke.

Southern Xinjiang is also urgently mobilizing people, because Mu Ranting died, the four people who fought against the four major Lazhang have changed, and it is best for Shama Ouli to be replaced by him when he returns temporarily, Dao Yuxin and he are the strongest existence, and there is a certain hope for them to go out, Dao Yuxin repeatedly told him that if he has the opportunity, he must lead others away, let himself find a chance to one-on-one with Lazhang, and he is very sure that he will behead the enemy and dedicate himself to his command, as long as he kills one person, the eight changes of the lotus master will be self-defeating. Everyone knows that this is easier said than done, and only do your best.

Three days came in a flash, on the tenth day of the fifth month, the main forces of both sides were all assembled on Xuanwei Road, and there was only a small mountain range between them, and everyone knew in their hearts that this mountain col was going to become the main battlefield. Nearly 50,000 people in Yuanmeng and Mongolia were dressed beautifully, and 60,000 soldiers in southern Xinjiang were waiting for the day. Ba Hanke stood on a slightly higher mountain of the Chinese army and looked at the southern Xinjiang contingent with disdain, and the formation of the contingent could only be reluctantly said that it was over, after all, there was no one who understood soldiers; Southern Xinjiang knew this very well, so it had to make up for it with numbers.

"Don't be afraid!" Miao Buyan's thin body was also wearing iron armor, riding a Dian horse, she waved the long sword in her hand vigorously, standing on a high place and cheering loudly for the soldiers: "People, soldiers, I teach thousands of cups of teachers, Yuan and Mongolia used the dispute with the Han people to betray their treachery and poison southern Xinjiang, we have survived in this land for thousands of years, they want to snatch the past, do you say yes?"

"No!" shouted thousands of soldiers.

"Don't be afraid!" Miao Buyan pointed his sword at the enemy's camp, "Draw out the sword and spear, and shoot the arrow." We fought hard, defended our relatives and land with blood, and the great god of Pang, who inherited our cup, always protected us, and if they wanted to break through the land we stepped into the southern frontier, would you let them in?"

"No!"

"Don't be afraid!" Miao Buyan waved his sword, "For the sake of freedom, for our own children and grandchildren not to be oppressed by others, but also for our dignity, let the enemy bathe in blood and welcome death." The battle is at the end—"

"Fight to the end—" all three men shouted, and the clouds in the sky were dodging.

Ba Hanke was not afraid of the opposite scene at all, just waved the flag, and there was a Yuanmeng mage beside him who shouted with aura: "Fengtian punishment - start a war - " The Yuanmeng army immediately changed its formation, and thousands of soldiers pressed their long swords, and the drum horns blew, pouring out like a flood, and rushed over with a deafening sound of fighting.

The southern Xinjiang camp immediately fired ten thousand arrows, three bursts of arrows, Nong Huke waved his sword, the war drums sounded, and shouted: "Go to war-"

The men and horses on both sides rushed over the hill desperately, and collided together tragically in the mountains within a radius of nearly 100 miles, the flesh and blood grinding plate ruthlessly crushed the life, and the thousands of Yuan Meng mages in the air were arranged in the shape of a thousand leaves and lotus flowers, mercilessly bombarded over, and the Southern Xinjiang Cup Master also rushed over with a series of birds and beasts without fear......

This bloody day is destined to go down in history......