Chapter 62: Four Lines of Defense
Qingyun felt his head swell a little. Now I not only want to do more and more things I want to do, but I am also more and more confused. Now he seems to have faintly grasped a trace of a way to transform the aura in his body into spiritual power.
That is to constantly fight against monks who are just one line stronger than themselves, completely abandon defense, and withstand the opponent's attack. But this is a strong line, and it is too difficult to grasp how much stronger it is. If you are too strong, the attack will not work if you fall on you, and if you are too strong, you will not be seriously injured.
This time I went to the battlefield, and when I completed the task, the temple was almost opened, and I had to find a way to get in. Hurry up and transform all the aura in order to pursue the fifth great fullness of the aura.
He touched the jade pendant on his neck, and a few gloom flashed in his eyes, but he quickly became firm again. He shook his head and was about to take the lead in the direction of the battlefield, but found that Xiaolong was looking at the direction of the city with some reluctance. He couldn't help but smile helplessly, and said to Xiaolong: "Xiaolong, do you miss Xiaoqi? If you miss her, go to the city to find her." You don't have to follow me. ”
"Stinky big brother, how can I think of Xiaoqi. I just missed the yard we lived in. Hey. Xiaolong blushed and said with an excuse. This kid, do you want to divide that courtyard? It seems that this kid hasn't lived for a few days in total, and all the time has been spent in the City Lord's Mansion...... Qingyun knew that this kid was making excuses, but he wouldn't care. After he was ready to complete the task on the battlefield, he let Xiaolong and Suotian return to the city, and entered the barbarian temple alone.
"Big brother, let's go. As if he didn't want everyone to know that he was making excuses, the little dragon shouted and flew into the air. "Stinky boy, flying in the wrong direction, this ......" Qingyun shouted. "Ahh Xiaolong turned around in embarrassment...... The group quickly flew in the direction of the battlefield.
Three hundred miles flew by in less than an hour. Arrived at a very simple and run-down town. It is more appropriate to say that it is a small town, rather than a temporary card. Here was the fourth line of defense where the Empire was stationed, known as the Three-Headed Line. The three-headed defense line stretched for nearly 1,000 miles from north to south, close to the edge of the wild forest to the south, and a rolling river to the north. This river originates from the Purple Star Empire and flows to the territory of the Qingyang Empire.
The three-headed line is five hundred miles deep and connects to the middle line of the third line of defense of the empire. The main tasks of the three-headed line and the mid-moon line are to kill the demon beasts that escaped from the wild forest, deliver strategic materials to the first and second lines of defense of the empire, and convey the message of the empire. When Qingyun and the others arrived here, a monk immediately flew over to check their identity. Qingyun quickly took out the order of the City Lord's Mansion, and the monk immediately let him go after reading it.
Flying along the way, from time to time, I saw the mortal soldiers of the empire clearing some first- and second-order low-level demon beasts. Often, hundreds of soldiers surround a monster beast and attack non-stop, shooting arrows, throwing firearms, throwing earth balls, etc. Even so, it was only after sacrificing a large number of soldiers that the demon beast was killed with difficulty.
Qingyun knew that with the mixing of mortals and monks in the continent, many mortals would be able to cultivate some fur. So relatively speaking, soldiers are not a little more powerful than ordinary mortals. However, in the face of the ferocious demon beast, it is still a little difficult.
Along the way, Qingyun didn't know how many times he helped these soldiers kill demon beasts. Looking at the envious eyes of those soldiers, Qingyun felt for the first time that he was already a "fairy" in the eyes of these people. He couldn't help but think of the first time he came to the Great Yan Sect, and he was afraid of missing the time, so he kept saying good things to those "immortals" in his eyes...... Things change so fast!
Soon, the middle line of the Empire's second line of defense was in sight. After passing through two lines of defense, the scene in front of him was also extremely bleak and dilapidated. It seems that the sound of fighting and shouting can be heard in front of me. Along the way, Qingyun gradually learned that the situation of the Imperial War was very unoptimistic.
In the past hundred years, due to the increasingly fierce offensive of the Purple Star Empire, the Qingyang Empire has been defeated one after another. The first line of defense, the end of the day, is also constantly moving closer to the middle line of the second line of defense. And the Qingyang Empire has not tasted victory for more than ten years. This has also become the greatest shame for all soldiers in Qingyang, whether they are monks or mortals.
The depth of the mid-ear line is only more than 2,000 miles. It is said that it was originally seven or eight thousand miles away. It can be seen that the Qingyang Empire has lost a lot of land over the years. It is even more because it is difficult to find a victory now, and the first line of defense is already in jeopardy.
After reaching the mid-ear line, you can already see thousands of soldiers in formation, neatly practicing in this range of nearly 1,000 miles. These are reserves ready to go into battle at any time. Although it was also a killing sound, Qingyun could faintly feel that these soldiers lacked a kind of faith, a belief in victory. Yes, morale. More than ten years of continuous invincibility have made these soldiers demoralized.
And in mid-air, you can also see the figure of many monks participating in the battle. Most of these monks were cultivated in the foundation building period and the Yudan period, and the monks in the Yuan Infant period did not see it. As a war aid monk sent from the Empire, Qingyun's first stop should be Xihuangzhai, which is about 600 miles away from the Riwei Line. At this moment, there are still more than a thousand miles away from Xihuangzhai.
Qingyun is in the prime of life, and he thinks that he is also a strong-blooded man, and when he sees these demoralized armies at this moment, he can't help but feel a little angry. If a dignified seven-foot man can't defend his family and defend the country and kill the enemy with blood, won't he live in vain? He shook his head slightly, and then led everyone to fly to Xihuangzhai.
Xihuangzhai, the base camp of the forefront of the Qingyang Empire. Peng Xuan, known as the "first marshal of the empire", is in charge here. The entire four lines of defense of the Qingyang Empire are almost all in relatively flat and open places, and only this section of the West Huangzhai has been connected to the front line, which is between several mountain ranges. It was also thanks to the favorable terrain of these mountain ranges that the Qingyang Empire did not lose more territory.
Qingyun and the others were in the air, and they were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them. As far as the eye can see, all the flat land between the mountains is densely packed with soldiers, there are no buildings, no houses, all tents. The tents come in all shapes, and they all seem to be built very randomly. Many, many of the towering trees used to build the tents have been cut down. In the middle of the mountain, you can vaguely see a few simple caves, and the front of the mansion is full of small flags of various colors, waving in the wind.
Qingyun dispersed his not powerful divine sense, and soon knew the location of Peng Xuan's marshal. According to Qingyun's current cultivation, he could only cover hundreds of miles away with his divine sense. Fortunately, this Peng Dashuai's cave mansion is not far away. The few people soon flew away from several caves.
The other monks who participated in the battle naturally sensed Qingyun's divine sense, and quickly walked out of the cave, flew into the air, and asked loudly, "Who is here?" Qingyun saw that these monks who came out were all cultivators in the late stage of the Jiedan, and replied very politely: "Feng Lingzong Fu Qingyun and Lin Yute were sent here by the empire to assist in the war. ”
"Wind Spirit Sect? Wind Spirit Sect again? Isn't there another 'genius'?"
"There are really a lot of geniuses in the Wind Spirit Sect. Any one of them is a genius. I don't know how many days the genius sent this time can last, but don't be like the last one, in less than three days, he was hung up by Zixing's bull's nose......"
"Let's count one if you can. It's better than not coming. With one more cannon fodder, we can live a few more days......"
"It's still a reliable disciple sent by the Great Yan Sect...... As soon as he made a move, he sent a primordial infant monk. ”