Just as night was approaching, the blizzard suddenly intensified, and the sound of the howling cold wind was almost all that was left in everyone's ears.

In the vast camp of South Vietnamese generals, a fire was erected, and the South Vietnamese generals crowded here. Zhennanguan was in sight, looking at the constantly moving sparks in front of them, and each of them was happy.

Tang Fangyan was dressed in a light coat, holding a leg of mutton in his hand, and bit off a piece of black and fragrant fine meat, and said slowly: "Tomorrow, the drum will be dispatched, and now the Xiang army in the pass will not exceed 200,000 ......, counting the old, weak and disabled."

Beside him, an officer named Liu Shi had a trace of incomprehension in his eyes, rubbed his hands that were about to freeze and said loudly: "After a few days of fighting, the Xiang army in Nanguan of this town did not dare to go out of the city like turtles with shrunken heads. If it weren't for General Tang's insistence on Mingjin to withdraw his troops, we would have been able to break through the barrier in one fell swoop tonight!"

Tang Fangyan drank a bowl of sake, spit out a mouthful of turbid air, shook his head and explained: "My nephew doesn't know, you can see the battle situation clearly, so how could Lu Ziyi not expect this? Our army will be stationed here overnight, and tomorrow's Xiang army will only be more warless." The battle situation is clear, and Lu Ziyi will definitely be defeated......"

Liu Shinai is a general brought out by Tang dialect step by step, and he is his own nephew, so he explains so patiently.

When Liu Shi heard this, he suddenly realized, laughed, picked up a piece of barbecue, and said while biting: "The general really uses soldiers and gods!"

There was a hint of gloom in Tang Fangyan's eyes, he left the leg of mutton that he had gnawed clean in his hand, exhaled slowly, and said abruptly: "After Li Zhu's death, it is difficult for the current Xiangjun to cause turmoil...... But in the face of such a result, I can't feel a trace of happiness in my heart......"

After all, the Xiang army, which is now leaderless and war-minded, is no longer the army of tigers and wolves that terrified the world before.

Liu Shi's eyes showed a trace of contempt: "The so-called Xiangjun Iron Cavalry is just a general, tomorrow I will have 600,000 soldiers, I will be the first person to set foot on the Zhennan Guancheng Tower!"

As soon as his words fell, a deafening roar came from Zhennanguan, which sounded extremely faint because of the blizzard.

Seeing the noise of the barracks, Tang Fangyan's wrist stiffened suddenly, the wine bowl fell to the ground, and he hurriedly said, "Let's go out and have a look." ”

I saw that with the roar that came earlier, there was already a trace of commotion in the South Vietnamese military camps, and they all looked towards Zhennan Pass in the distance.

Tang Fangyan took the eagle falcon mirror handed by his subordinates, and after investigating, he was surprised to find that at this moment, the haze on the faces of the Xiangjun soldiers on the upper floor of Zhennan Guancheng was swept away, and they were all full of energy and erupted with scorching war intent.

How so?

Tang Fangyan's heart sank suddenly, and he ordered his subordinates to say, "Go ahead and ask the spies what happened just now!"

After a while, a person ran over, bowed to Tang Fangyan, and shouted loudly in the fierce cold wind: "General Yu, I just saw a few cultivators with the Divine Rainbow entering the pass. It's just that we didn't hear those words clearly!" The raging storm made the voices of the spies who were close at hand a little erratic.

Tang Fangyan looked solemn, nodded lightly, and motioned for this person to step back. Looking at Song Qingyun who was standing beside him, he slowly said in a loud voice: "Although only a few cultivators in the army can't make any waves, the current casualty figures of our army are also extremely terrifying. Since Emperor Wen Li Wen has sent you here, General Song will not stand idly by and watch those cultivators of the Divine Movement Realm, right?"

On the day that Song Qingyun was controlled by Emperor Wen, he successively sent two letters from Emperor Wen, one to Northern Liang and the other to Southern Vietnam.

Even the content of the letter is the same: Li Zhu is dead, and he wants to give up the territory of Xiangjing! The back of the letter is even more detailed to mark every defensive weakness of the Xiang army, so that the previous army of the Northern Liang can conquer everything!

(See Chapter 84 of this book for details.)

Song Qingyun's face was expressionless, and there seemed to be wisps of black qi in the center of his eyebrows, and he said slowly: "It's okay, the four cultivators of the Divine Realm, now in front of me, can't set off any storms, tomorrow General Tang will lead his troops to kill the enemy, it will be ......" After saying that, he turned around and walked into the tent.

Tang Fangyan looked at Song Qingyun's departing figure, and his eyes were a little misty. The only thing that puzzled him was that in just one month, Song Qingyun had entered the legendary Tongshen Realm, but since he had come to support his reinforcements, Tang Fangyan didn't care too much about these.

The crescent moon floated in the sky, and the blizzard in front of Zhennan Pass became more and more intense, hissing and roaring, frantically slapping the military tent of South Vietnam.

Listening to the sound of horses constantly neighing outside the tent, Tang Yanyan only felt upset, and a trace of bad premonition inexplicably welled up in his mind, although this time Song Qingyun, who was in the Divine Realm, came to suppress the formation, but he was still a little uneasy, and always felt that there would be some unpredictable changes in tomorrow's battle. Tossing and turning, it turned out to be a sleepless night......

By the next day, the blizzard had gradually stopped, and the cold temperature turned the snow in front of the entire town south of the pass into solid ice overnight.

The Tang dialect with black circles under his eyes walked out of the military tent with a spear, only to see the city tower of Zhennanguan wide open, relying on the Xiongguan city wall densely stretched 200,000 neat Xiangjun iron horses.

The iron spears in their hands shimmered in the morning sun, and the dense light that was connected into a piece was shining.

Feeling the sky-high battle intent revealed in the Xiangjun array, Tang Fangyan was slightly stunned.

What's going on?

Seeing this, some South Vietnamese sergeants could not help but rub their sleepy eyes, why did the Xiang army, which had been shrinking down the day before, dare to take the initiative to rush through the pass at this time? You must know that South Vietnam has an army of 600,000 this time!

However, the eyes of a South Vietnamese general quickly regained their coldness, and the scimitar in his hand pointed at the banner that insulted the Xiang army, and said aloud to the Xiang army in front of Zhennan Pass: "A group of Tibetan leaders and fearful people, do you really think that the cultivators you invite can turn the tide of the battle? Li Xuan is a foreign race, and you are the lackeys of the national thief!"

"Hahaha!"

As his words fell, the South Vietnamese army burst into laughter with bad intentions

Admiral Liu Shi stepped out, pointed at Lu Ziyi on the city tower from a distance and said: "The remnants of the 200,000 soldiers are defeated, it is better to be captured." As long as you can scold that you are a lackey, I can leave you alive, how about it?"

Just when Liu Shi was laughing, he saw a silver light suddenly burst out from the city tower of Nanguan in that town, and rolling snow waves rolled up everywhere he passed, whistling towards him.

Wrapped in endless might, it struck like lightning. A "boom" shot Liu Shi's neck, and there was still a sneer on his head that flew up in the air, but after that, the tip of the arrow did not decrease at all, and it let out a buzzing sound, shooting the entire ground out of a large pit with a radius of ten zhang, and slowly falling.

Seeing this, a deafening shout erupted in front of the entire Zhennan Pass.

Song Qingyun's eyelids jumped, he only felt that if he was hit by this arrow, he might also be seriously injured!

This place is several miles away from the city tower, when is there such a bow cultivation in the Xiang realm? The edge of this arrow made Song Qingyun feel a great sense of crisis!

Tang Fangyan looked through the eagle mirror, and he had already seen the figure on the city tower. At this moment, he almost gritted his teeth, came to the front of the army, stopped a hundred zhang away from the Xiang army, pointed at Zhennan Pass with the tip of his spear and scolded sharply: "Frost and snow, as a person from my South Vietnam, you dare to do such a thing as collaborating with the enemy!"

After hearing this, Frost and Snow stood with his bow and did not make a sound.

Tang Fangyan saw another person appear behind the frost and snow, wearing a white robe, revealing a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, but the eyes of this young man looking at him were full of monstrous hatred!

Li Xuan's eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring at Tang Fangyan indifferently, and he pointed at the void: "I will use your head to comfort my father's spirit in the sky!"

When Tang Fangyan saw this, his mind was shocked: Could it be that Yan Zhiwei's miscellaneous crumbs had such courage to tell the truth? Yan Zhiwei was an extremely life-sparing person! Tang Fangyan and Emperor Wen both tacitly expected that even if Daxiang was completely breached, such a secret would be rotten alive in Yan Zhiwei's stomach! So no matter what, Li Xuan's accusations were irrefutable.

A trace of shock only flashed from Tang Fangyan's eyes, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and raised his voice: "Li Xuan, don't think that you can defeat my 600,000 heavy soldiers!"

After Li Xuan heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of arc, stretched out his hand and pointed to the South Vietnamese battle formation in front of him, and shouted:

"Xiangjun belongs to obey the order!

"Strengthen me!"

"Kill!"

The eyes of every Xiang army were filled with a strong fighting spirit, their guns and horses, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and the neat torrent of steel crashed straight into the battle formation of South Vietnam! As soon as the two armies rushed and killed, Tang Fangyan retreated far to the rear of the army, and his whole face was cloudy and uncertain, and his body seemed to tremble.

The ethereal thing of the military spirit is the most important decisive factor in the war!

As soon as the two armies came into contact, a monstrous wave of blood continued to rise in the South Vietnamese army! Now that the Xiang army has restored its military spirit, its courage and fierceness are truly unparalleled in the world!

Lu Ziyi was wearing a handsome robe at the moment, and he personally stood on the city tower to beat the drum and order, and with the issuance of military orders, the array of the entire Xiang army continued to change with the dull drum sound. Lu Ziyi's afterglow looked at Li Xuan beside him, and there was a touch of excitement on his face, this scene seemed to remind him of the memory of overthrowing the Southern Tang Dynasty with King Xiang......

Song Qingyun met the charge of the Xiang army alone, and with a wave of his palm, dozens of flying human heads were born, and Li Xuan saw that there were wisps of essence of the power of the divine soul that were slowly absorbed into Song Qingyun's body, making Song Qingyun's whole aura soar again. For a while, the Xiangjun was helpless against it!

Seeing Song Qingyun's moves clearly, Li Xuan keenly sensed the alien death qi in his body, and gently spat at the Yiren beside him: "Hometown, borrow a sword!"

Li Xuan's whole body rose in the air, flew in front of Song Qingyun, and with a sword shattered the spiritual power that Song Qingyun had condensed in his hand, he looked at the corpse of the Xiangjun who had been deflated, and said coldly: "What a thief of different races......"

After hearing this, Song Qingyun seemed to be stunned for a moment, and as a black light appeared in the center of his eyebrows, the meaning of the struggle in his eyes turned into a gray glow in just a moment!

Li Xuan pointed to the sky with the moon in his hand, and let out a long roar: The rain is coming!

The words fell, and the rain shower started again!

I saw the clouds rolling in the air, roaring and galloping. The rain poured down, shooting down snow foam all over the place, and in an instant, lightning and thunder roared in the field, and rain and snow were combined! This sudden vision made many South Vietnamese soldiers feel chills in their hearts, and the movements in their hands seemed to be a little sluggish.

The magnificent sword light erupted and slashed straight towards Song Qingyun in the field, and the entire snow field under his feet made a roaring sound, and countless snow waves slapped into the sky!

"A sword is set in the wind and rain, and there are no gods in the four seas!"