Just like the picture that appeared in Weijiabao, scenes of tragicomedy are being staged rapidly after the First World War.

A team of horses, holding Wei Ye's newly customized tiger flag through Fengyue Hall, is scattering it everywhere - the broken dock fort, to urgently collect the surviving refugees, the dock fort that has escaped for the time being, that didn't say, finish the grain, pay taxes, and serve!

Wei Ye, who looks gentle and amiable, usually gives orders and often quotes scriptures, and has a bit of Confucian demeanor, now has no good face to show these places.

Now it is necessary to use the power of this great victory to the extreme, so that all the forces that can be mobilized can be mobilized before the upcoming big war.

This war not only has to decide the hundreds of years of grievances and fate between the Xiliang Han people and the Qiang tribe.

And the combination of Helan Gong, who has already revealed his true identity on the battlefield, and Wei Ye, Zuo Ci, and He Ming, who are not in tune with the newcomers of the Daomen, will inevitably be separated from life and death.

It's just that at this moment when the war clouds are thick, no one will take their eyes off the battlefield full of blood and fire and see through the fog of fate......

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In front of Fanhe City, a group of horse troops were neatly dressed and rode horses, rushing forward to kill while looking at their main general with reverence.

Although as the chief general, they are too young to be the general who worships the left supervisor of the Yulin Army, and they really can't talk about the majesty of the general. But the kung fu of horse warfare made their subordinates feel solid.

In front of the horse team, He Ming urged the war horse under his crotch, and rushed straight into the opponent's formation when the Qiang army came out of the camp.

He rushed too close to the camp of the Qiang army, and on the nearest arrow tower, someone had already opened his bow and set up arrows, and arrows rained down.

In any case, these Qiang army's archery skills are really excellent, but no matter how strong these Qiang army's bow power is, no matter how urgent the momentum is, how can they get He Ming, a fierce boy?

The horse soldiers who followed He Ming to rush up and kill all took off the hard bows on their backs, clamped the horse's belly with their crotch strength, and fired back with their bows. Even if there is an arrow tower to protect it, under this counterattack, there are still several Qiang soldiers, screaming and falling from the arrow.

He Ming shouted, and the green steel long stick in his hand slammed into the Qiang horse. His heavy steel rod was a weapon that could not be used as a standard, and its weight was several times heavier than that of the cavalry that Wei Ye had rushed to make.

Naturally, Wei Ye's portable sword peach daughter is under the conception of the Liuxia jellyfish, and the weight is also increasing by leaps and bounds, if you talk about the actual weight, it is still better than He Ming's green steel long stick. But Wei Ye's standard caster body, how can he compare to He Ming's strange power boy?

It was another stick smashed down on the head, and the Qiang soldiers who were chosen as the prey couldn't resist it with their lances, and even smashed the people with helmets!

This strange boy turned around and made another stick, knocked over the two Qiang troops who were about to flee, and did not forget to shout: "Report the number!"

A guard, with a quick eye, responded: "Even with this dead ghost, you have killed one hundred and thirteen traitors today!"

With such a number, He Ming still snorted dissatisfiedly: "It's a lot shorter than the number of old Wei's demon dao in one day!

This rush and killing has left the corpses of the Qiang army all over the ground, and He Ming still raised the green steel long stick to the sky: "The general is He Ming of the Yulin Army! Qiang thief listen, quickly send another army horse out of the camp to be killed!"

This roar shook the hearts of the remaining Qiang soldiers on the arrow tower, and it also made them feel a sudden sense of gratuitous grief and indignation-

The oracle only allowed three hundred-man teams to go out to fight against this wolf-like Han army today, why did everyone want to sacrifice their lives to fight a battle, and it was so difficult?

Under the gritting of their teeth, these Qiang troops could only raise their horn bows and shoot one feather arrow after another at these fighting Han troops!

didn't care about those feather arrows, He Ming just put a green steel long stick so that the wind could not penetrate and the rain could not pour in.

The guards who followed him were a little puzzled, and finally couldn't help but get closer to him, the general, and asked Xiaoyi: "Yulin, let's advise the vast powers, if you come with the Dao soldiers, how can you also overthrow the big camp of the thief army." Why did you let us come to the enemy camp to fight, two hundred today, three hundred tomorrow, no surprise!"

He Ming put down the long stick and glanced at the guard, and rubbed the tip of his nose with his thumb: "That guy Lao Wei is busy with big things at this time, he is bent on snatching the head of the army to kill the commander, and the strength of these people who are counted as meritorious deeds is pushed to me! Don't care about the guy who likes ghost drawing talismans, let's continue!"

Hearing He Ming say this, the guard was speechless, so he had to smile bitterly, and then counted the heads of the master for his young man today.

It's just that this guard didn't know that the few half-truths and half-truths he Ming's casual complaints were all connected to Wei Ye's adventurer's private channel.

"If you can count with ghost drawing, why should I bother with all this effort?"

Sitting on the newly arranged bluestone altar, Wei Ye held the Shuifu Xingbo Flag in one hand and the sword technique in the other, and smiled lightly in his mouth.

Immediately, Zuo Ci, who was standing under the altar and holding a paulownia talisman, shouted: "Fellow Daoist, concentrate your mind!"

Wei Ye shrugged his shoulders boringly, and then the sword trick swiped towards the Shuifu Xingbo Banner: "Nine Heavens Qi Jiao, the Great Tribulation Begins, Yuanyang Turns Shaoyang, Reincarnates the Red Emperor Qi, Edict!"

The spell was urged, and the Shuifu Xingbo Banner unfurled itself without wind, and suddenly came out of Wei Ye's hands and flew straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a very pure and positive dryness suddenly arose in the sunlight of the sky.

The Dongyang Sword Blessing Talisman on the Shuifu Xingbo Banner was stimulated by this real fire in the middle of the day, and suddenly there was no fire and spontaneous combustion, turning into a phantom in the fire!

The real fire in the middle of the day formed a glowing golden-red fire lotus, and the phantom in the fire formed by the Shuifu Xingbo Banner gradually turned from virtual to real, becoming a red fire cloud.

Jin Lian only held the sun wheel, and the red cloud pressed down the blue glass.

The golden lotus sky is blazing, the red cloud people are red, and they are agitating each other, once they touch, they are the wind, the heart, the thunder, and the gods.

And in the handover of two pure but completely different flames, Wei Ye's eyes were closed, his hands were sealed, naturally on his knees, and in the mud pill palace above his head, there was a red light rushing straight up, throwing into the place where the two true fires met. I only heard a thunderclap, and in the red cloud of the golden lotus, the Dongyang Sword Zhu Sixteen Characters Fundamental Seal reappeared.

At first, the character seal was illusory and uncertain, shuttling back and forth between the Heavenly Fire Golden Lotus and the Red Cloud Red Fire.

However, every time the rune seal shuttles through the red cloud and red fire, the strokes of the rune seal become more dignified, and every time the talisman shuttles through the heavenly fire golden lotus, the brilliance of the rune seal becomes more vivid and crystalline.

In the legend of Daomen, Hongmeng's first judgment, the beginning of the blue sky, self-generated Lingwen, in the Dongyang Pavilion, the court of flowing fire by the real fire smelting, the beginning of the zigzag, the number of the red book and jade, for the Daomen all the dragon chapter cloud seal phoenix book bird Zhou all kinds of symbols and seals of the root.

And at this moment, Wei Ye and Zuo Ci joined forces to hook up the true fire in the middle of the day, and together with Dongyang to leave the fire, and refines the Dongyang Sword Zhu Fundamental Fu Seal, but it is reproducing the process of refining the true text of the fire in the original Red Book and Jade Chapter.

Seeing that the fundamental talisman seal was becoming more and more distinct and crystal like red jade, Zuo Ci held the talisman in his hand and threw it into the air!

The talisman flew into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it dispersed into Dao firelight, and in the blink of an eye, only the seal of the doctor admired by Wei Ye on the top of the talisman was left.

The firelight swept through the sky, and the red qi of the Dao Dao came from all directions, touching the seal of the counselor, and it turned into countless scenes, and appeared in front of the two immortal masters.

It was the village that caught fire, it was the city that had fallen, it was the husband who bowed down to protect his wife and children in the fire, and it was the old man who picked up a dove stick and smashed the head of the Qiang soldier in a desperate situation.

It was the Han people of Xiliang who were displaced in the Qiang Rebellion, and it was also the alien army that heard about the Qiang Rebellion in Liangzhou and was gathering a large army to try to knock on the border counties of Jiuquan, Dunhuang, and the Northland!

And in this Dao Red Qi, the most is a low groan:

"I heard that you are an angel sent by the imperial court to avenge us!"

"Advice, Fanhe City, fight beautifully!"

"Advice, your heroic victory, the villains can't see it, just ask for advice to kill more Qiang dogs for us!"

"Since Xiaowu Dingbian, Huo Biyao, Ma Fubo, and Ban Dingyuan have come out one after another. We believe that the heroes are endless, and the fortune of the Han Dynasty will not end! Wei advises, is good at self-cherishing, and takes the great Han Erlang to guard the land left by our ancestors and gods!"

Among them, there are small country people with sackcloth and Baotou, fallen soldiers with armor, and martyred ministers with crowns and belts.

And more pictures are of the yellow flags of the tiger and the apricot, crisscrossing the land of Liangzhou.

Wei Ye's face was solemn, looking at this scene, and he leaned down to bow back.

The red qi is getting thicker and thicker, but the heavenly fire golden lotus and the red fire red cloud are steaming in the red qi, but they show a completely different picture.

In the firelight, a phantom of an immortal official appeared, holding a magic sword and riding a phoenix. Behind this immortal official, thousands of horses, soldiers and immortals, each riding a different beast forward, the jade girl is a treasure plate, the zhang is across the unicorn, and there is also the mountain of the sun, the spring of Liuzhu, the red palace Dan Palace, the first to emerge.

With Wei Ye and Zuo Ci joining forces, a fairyland scene of living in the flames of Huiguang appeared in mid-air.

Seeing this, Zuo Ci sighed slightly, and then bowed down, and sincerely admired: "There is no end to the collection, and the camp lasts forever, but the old is anti-infant, and the glory is eternal." Nine Heavens Xuangen, the Fuhrer Miaomen, the Great Lingbao, Zhu Dan Immortal!"

After a praising of it, Wei Ye's eyes had already opened, and his pupils appeared with golden mangs, looking directly at the sky, and reciting the blessings: "Wei Ye, the scholar of the fairy boy, is willing to get the Lingbao Red Emperor Xia Yuan Fu to control the talent of Nanyue Sanqi Dan and save all the people!"

As the immortal warlock turned over and bowed, the thunder in the sky shook again, and the Heavenly Fire Golden Lotus, the Red Fire Red Cloud, and the Immortal Realm Divine True Void that dwelt in the Huiguang flames dissipated at the same time, and only a white earth flowing fire tooth and flashing golden red order flag was waved in the air.

On the pure white flag, a flaming tiger stripe emerged, and the head and tail of the tiger were bent, but it just formed a two-ritual symbol.

Wei Ye and Zuo Ci looked at each other and smiled, and the immortal warlock raised his hand to look at the sky and made a move, and the order flag fell into Wei Ye's palm.

The moment the palm of his hand touched the flagpole, countless scenes appeared in Wei Ye's sea of knowledge in an instant, making Wei Ye's face pale for a while.

Zuo Ci wanted to ask with concern, but was stopped by Wei Yeyi with a wave of his hand: "Senior brother, it's just that Zhihai has been swept away for a while, and some can't digest it, it doesn't matter." ”

Zuo Ci glanced at this cheap junior brother, and finally shook his head: "The foal can't ride people, the calf can't carry the car, you forcibly lead the people of Liangzhou to sacrifice this magic weapon, but it is not a first-class ghost and god, and the vibration of the sea is light." If you use the power of the people's hearts, you will be burdened, this is the way of three generations of gentlemen, not the way of saints, in the end, I am afraid that I will fall from the immortal road into the first-class ghosts and gods, Xiaosheng still has to advise you——"

The lame one-eyed old man said, "Don't make mistakes. ”

Listening to Zuo Ci's advice, Wei Ye smiled and waved his hand, and asked rhetorically: "What is the people's heart? One person, one heart, thousands of people's hearts, like a mess, many heads diverged, how can there be any only pure people's heart? Only in today's troubled times, the people's minds are at peace and meet the persecution of the Qiang tribe, so there is today's grand occasion of unity of one mind, but when the Qiang chaos is peaceful, the Han people, who were originally regarded as a whole, will be transformed again into the high and low categories such as liuguan, haoqiang, tribal, commoners, etc., and their interests are different, how can their hearts be unified?"

As he spoke, Wei Ye chuckled again and said, "This method of using the will of all the people is originally a unique secret technique in the Taiping Dao, and my senior brother and I are just toddlers in Handan under the guidance of the situation. When this battle is over, not only will the senior brother retire to the forest to quietly participate in the supreme purpose, but I, an official, will also hang up the crown and beg to go, so what does the people's wish have to do with me? However, according to the current expansion rate of Taiping Dao, if every household goes to worship Huang Taiyi in the future, I wonder what new tricks they can perform with this set of methods--but what does this have to do with us?

Listening to Wei Ye's words, Zuo Ci just shrugged his shoulders like Wei Ye: "It is the god who is also a Taoist friend, and the ghost is also a Taoist friend. Since Daoyou has already made a plan, he is only a small life. It's just that this magic weapon has been reborn, and the name of Shuifu Xingbo Banner is no longer very suitable, so why don't you change the name from Xiaosheng to a new one?"

Knocking on the Ling Flag in the palm of his hand, Wei Ye, who thought he had no talent in naming names, smiled and nodded: "This magic flag was cultivated by me and my senior brother working together, and it is natural to name it, senior brother should not let it go, but the name is not too long." Generally speaking, whether it is a sword move formation or a magic weapon, once the name exceeds five or six characters, it will naturally exude a dragon set of breath - such as the Qiankun Mysterious Big Gourd and the Chaos Flood Millions Sword Formation, it sounds like people feel that there is no fashionable word at all. ”

Listening to Wei Ye's words, Zuo Ci shook his head unconsciously, and as soon as he stroked his white beard, he clapped his head and said: "Dongyang Sanqi is the foundation of Daoyou's magic, and Sanqi should be in the southern Dantian, and this flag is formed by the true fire in Japan, so it will be named the Dantian Liuzhu Flag." ”