In this situation, the road is indeed heavy, and the road is indeed far.

In the wind and snow, the reinforcements from the south did not arrive as scheduled, and what the soldiers were waiting for was the enemy's cavalry and foot soldiers advancing south, the number of which was definitely more than 100,000, and Wuyangu personally led the army.

Wang Li immediately ordered the whole army to retreat two hundred li to avoid the battle, but in this case, three hundred li of the six-hundred-li plain had fallen into the hands of the enemy, and then behind it was the northern city of Ji, the gateway to the northern county of Fenghua Prefecture.

Behind him is the father and elder of the family, although the atmosphere in the army is dull and depressing, but no one is willing to take a step back, everyone waits for the day, feeds the war horse all day long, and wipes the long knife on the waist.

In this way, another seven days passed, and when the enemy's position had been spread, the army of the south arrived.

It was also a team of 100,000 people, led by three people.

As the saying goes, there are no two kings in the court, and there are no two commanders in the army.

But there were three people in this army who counted.

There is no other reason, just because these are three teams, 60,000 people from the south, and the leader is Liu Mao, the king of Qi, who is followed by the black-clothed guard, the figure who is respectfully called Uncle Song by Liu Mao.

There are two left, one of 30,000 people, from the border of Western Xinjiang, led by a man from the Mochizuki clan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a beautiful mole on his forehead and eyebrows, carrying a long bow, heroic and cool, but unfortunately it is a man.

The moment he saw him, Li Wenshuo subconsciously thought of the drama of Mulan joining the army for his father, but unfortunately, he also knew that those were just dramas, and only those who had lived in the barracks knew how ugly it would be for a woman to disguise herself as a man and blend into the barracks without being discovered.

The other team has the smallest number of people, only 10,000 people, from the nearest Tiger Prison Pass, which is an important place for the border army commensurate with the status of Daliang City, and there are few barbarians to attack, so the burden is not so heavy, and in addition to defending the city, there is even a chance to send reinforcements.

And these 10,000 people are cavalry.

The leader is the deputy general of Liu Yishou, the defender of Daliang City, named Chounu, no matter when, he looks like he is very arrogant, and it is rumored that he is acting with bravery, but he also has the strength to show his strength.

However, what really surprised Li Wenshuo was a guard next to the ugly slave, who was also an old acquaintance, Ling Hushanke, the righteous man who robbed the road back then, is still holding two big copper hammers, his eyes are wide open, and he looks even more terrifying than the main general.

He didn't see Li Wenshuo, but except for the people in his own team, he didn't have any good feelings, but Li Wenshuo didn't plan to go over to reminisce, after all, the two didn't have a deep intersection.

The three teams merged into the camp, and the camp that was still under construction began to expand in an instant, and all the power to lead the army was handed over to Wang Li, even if the seniority was still above Liu Ye, Liu Mao, the vassal king of Liyang who held real power, did not show any opinions.

But Li Wenshuo was worried, because he hadn't seen Wang Li for a long time, and although the chief general had often not appeared in the army for a long time before, he had never seen him for so long.

He still remembered the amazing scene on the battlefield, the barbarian assassin who died under Wang Li's halberd in just one move was very strong, and he was a real top master, and after receiving such a blow, Wang Li couldn't have done nothing.

Li Wenshuo hoped that he was too worried, Liyang's side was backed by Jibei City, and countless caravans had transported a large number of materials from various states and counties in the southeast and northwest through Jibei City, and the price was surprisingly low, and Shen Wansan, the little guy, finally had no money at all.

It's not that the businessmen in Liyang suddenly opened up, and the people who really delivered materials to the border army, except for a few righteous people, the rest were almost all local people in Fenghua Prefecture.

There is no way, in the border area, almost every household, there are adult men serving in the army.

It's just the battle of Daliang City, tens of thousands of soldiers died, and Fenghuazhou doesn't know how many people are wearing vegetarian clothes at home and washing their faces with tears.

This is a hatred that is difficult to resolve even in the tenth life.

But Shen Wansan, the little guy, has now made a lot of money and has become Li Wenshuo's creditor, although Li Wenshuo does not plan to repay the money, but it is still annoying to look at it, thinking about why he risked being injured to save such a guy in the first place.

Speaking of injury, he once again thought of the martial arts alliance leader named Chu He he he met in the Black Forest, even if he was now in the realm of breaking the army, he still didn't have the certainty of defeating that person.

The other party is not like the kind of person who cares about the future of the Martial Arts Alliance, although he has done a lot of things over the years, but in fact, there is no substantial help for the Martial Arts Alliance.

One hundred and ten forces of the rivers and lakes have gathered, but they still can't compare to the imperial court, they still have their own ghosts, and they are scattered, and now, they have even attracted the attention of the imperial court.

Even if it is the five major sects, it is time to rein in at this time, but according to the letter written to him by Shihuahua, the other party doesn't care at all, and still does what he should do, and secretly has an attempt to gather an army.

This does not bode well.

Li Wenshuo thought like this, estimating that as soon as the war on the frontier was calmed down and the army returned to the north, he estimated that the forces slightly related to this martial arts alliance would be removed from the world.

But it's also about thinking, who knows when this big battle will end?

At least now the two armies are only five miles apart, and the two armies are constantly increasing their troops, adding up to a total of nearly 300,000 people.

On the one hand, he is quite ambitious, and wants to break through the Central Plains and take Chang'an directly, according to the words of the indignant scholars in Chang'an City at this time, that is, he is not afraid of breaking his belly.

On the other side, it is also violent, everyone has decided to start desperately, and it is bound to block the barbarian army outside the northern Hebei city, according to Li Wenshuo, these ambitious generals in Liyang even have the intention of fighting all the way back to Daliang City.

This idea is good, and Li Wenshuo also has it, but he also feels threatened.

It was a dark day, and the black clouds were piled up in a whole patch, like a thick piece of iron, and gradually sank to the ground, as if they had covered the treetops of the dead trees.

With a click, the branch snapped.

A blue lightning bolt pierced the dark air, and the dead tree, which was in good shape and felt that it was a pity for the Liyang soldiers who were chopping wood to make firewood, was burning a raging fire.

Bang ......

Bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, muddy water splashed.

Smashed on the body, cold and biting.

It rarely rains so heavily in the winter of Fenghuazhou, this rain is only on the battlefield, and although the northern city of Jibei behind him is also cloudy, it has not fallen.

Li Wenshuo raised his head and could see clearly that an ink-colored snake was churning in the black clouds.

It was not a real snake, but a concrete image of the tyrannical Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, but even if it was a concrete image, it could only be seen by people in this realm.

Even that thunder is not really thunder.

Uncle Song sat on a high wooden shelf, beside Li Wenshuo, with a slight movement, and the raindrops that fell on his head disappeared overhead, turning into some blue stars, which can also only be seen by people in this realm.

"It's going to change. ”

As soon as these words passed, there was a shocking momentum behind him, there were two momentums, completely different, one was the painting halberd Wang Li, he entered the army, not surprisingly, and the other was a nameless soldier on weekdays, which was a little surprising.

And the opposite side is the same, the momentum is magnificent, the thunder is constant, there is only one person, it is Wuyan Gu, but it is also not to be underestimated, because it is rumored that the high priests of the nine major tribes of the grassland all have the terrifying strength to break the army realm.

Although it is not known how many people died in these years of campaigning.

Uncle Song grinned, his body trembling a little, but Li Wenshuo still saw a certain horror in his gaze: "Everyone is immortal, and the heavenly obstruction is useless, they are all a group of crazy people." ”

Li Wenshuo frowned slightly, he didn't know what he knew, he only knew that this man who didn't know his origin was very strict, and no matter how he forced him, he probably wouldn't tell himself.

So he turned around, no longer paying attention to his rumors, tapped his toes on the wooden pier under his seat, and then rode the wind and slashed out towards the dark clouds overhead, and the rain was silent for a moment, and everything continued as usual, and there was no momentum to open the sky through the clouds.

It's just that countless soldiers watched, and a long pillar of qi faintly in the black cloud turned into two under the peerless sword qi, and even the raindrops that fell on the ground became a little weaker.