Chapter 118: Battle, Battle, Battle! (Part 3)

Anju City, at night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

In the yamen of the state capital, in a main room, two teenagers sat cross-legged across from each other, with a low table in the middle, a few side dishes and a pot of sake.

Mu Yu poured a glass of wine for Tan Yong first, and then after filling his own wine glass, he touched it and drank it slowly.

"Mellow and lush, can spread the fragrance of ten miles of wine! Good wine, good wine." "Pastoral admiration.

"This is a 30-year-old liquor that has been treasured for 30 years, and it has contributed to the state pastor of Anju. Tan Yong said with a smile.

Mu Yu picked up the wine glass, touched Tan Yong a few more times, drank a few glasses of sake, and after eating a few mouthfuls of food, he asked, "Senior brother, is the situation in Anzhou okay?"

Tan Yong sighed lightly, shook his head slightly, and said, "In this troubled world, the situation in that place is good?"

"I heard that the senior brother has ordered the fortified wall to clear the wilderness, and transferred the grain, grass, soldiers and horses of the Anzhou Acropolis to Anzhou City?"

"It wasn't me who ordered it, but the governor of Anzhou did this with the permission of the secular court. ”

On the way here, the younger brother saw many people who had fled and starved to death in the autumn and winter. ”

Tan Yong was silent and took a big sip of wine, a slight amount of wine overflowing from his lips.

"It's almost winter, and I don't know how many people in the secular world can survive this winter. The shepherd whispered.

Tan Yong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, the walls cleared the wilderness, and burned the fields, although it was not an order from him, but a secular court, but he did not open his mouth to refuse, resulting in starvation and weeping, and the number of dead people is unknown.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time.

Tan Yong put down his dry wine glass and said in a low voice: "The secular imperial court has recruited more than seven million officers and soldiers, subdued eleven county towns except Duoer City, and killed 300,000 iron cavalry and 490,000 infantry of the enemy, which is the best record achieved by the two countries since the war. ”

"The victory or defeat in the secular world is not related to the future and certainty of this battle of national fortunes. Mu Yu shook his head, even if the official army of Dong'an Kingdom captured the capital of Wuzhao Kingdom? Once Wu Zhaoguo's immortal cultivation realm was victorious, it would be easy to slaughter the nine clans of the royal family and princes and ministers of Dong'an Kingdom, a country would have no monarch, the court would have no ministers, and the army would have no bosses, even if it was a strong army, it would just be a group of stragglers!

"What worries me the most now is that the main force of the monks of the four sects is deep in the battlefield of Duo'er Prefecture, and the immortal cultivation realm of Wu Zhaoguo obviously still has spare strength, so I can dispatch a small team to attack the rest of the state cities, such as Napingzhou, hundreds of monks will come to attack with medium-grade spirit treasures, unless thousands of qi refining cultivators are mobilized to form a magic circle to resist the power of medium-grade spirit treasures. Tan Yong's expression was full of sorrow, and he said: "If the four major sects can exchange space for time, resolutely abandon Pingzhou, Duo'erzhou, Nanpingzhou, Anzhou, Xizhou, and Jianzhou, concentrate their forces, hold the five prefectures of Jing, Qing, Hai, Zhao, and Qing, shrink the front, and hold on for three years It will not be any problem! But now, because the battle line is too long and the distribution of forces is extremely uneven, the more they continue to fight like this, the more the vital forces of the four major sects will lose, and in less than a year, I am afraid that they will lose seven or eight tenths!"

Mu Yu nodded, but he didn't think so in his heart, if it was before, he would agree like this, but now, the heads of the four major sects may have other plans to turn the tide of the war?

What the pastor has to think about now is how to stand on the shoulders of giants and look out in this treacherous whirlpool!

After all, these thoughts were not said by the pastoral language, but only vaguely reminded Tan Yong: The current situation is by no means facilitated by one party!

Tan Yong was stunned, looked at the back of Mu Yu leaving, opened his mouth, and his eyes showed doubts and confusion in the depths of his eyes, and in an instant, he was replaced by a trace of complexity.

Seem...... What did he guess too......

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A day later, Wu Zhaoguo's army arrived.

Wu Zhaoguo's immortal cultivation realm seemed to know a lot about the power of Anzhou City, and did not launch an attack without anyone in his eyes. With the thousands of Qi Refining Cultivators stationed here alone, it would not be a problem to defeat a million officers and soldiers.

"The calm before the storm......" Mu Yu looked out the window at the stars, silent for a moment.

The next day, a touch of fish belly white on the horizon just shone on the earth, and the drums from the city tower rumbled.

After a night of penance, Mu Yu finished his work and hurriedly came to the city tower, looking at the thousands of horsemen lined up on the opposite side, the battle armor flashing black, and the banner hunting.

"The thief cultivator of Dong'an Kingdom, do you dare to fight?!" a man came on horseback, standing on the city wall, his voice was soft, and he said with disdain.

Mu Yu and Tan Yong ignored this person's provocation, and the two of them first glanced at the situation. Under the city, more than 1,000 cavalrymen, holding shields, surrounded by hundreds of monks, in addition to the monks dressed in the clothes of the Giant Sword Sect, there was also a group of "golden boys and jade girls", the young man wore a white shirt, the girl wore a green shirt, holding hands, and the posture was very handsome.

"It's Wu Zhaoguo's Hehuan Sect!" beside him, Tan Yong frowned and said in a deep voice.

Hehuan Sect is a relatively evil sect of cultivating immortals, and almost all of the exercises are complementary techniques of yin and yang, and through the dual cultivation of men and women, so as to improve their cultivation.

Every disciple of the Hehuan Sect, from the beginning, will almost always have a Taoist companion to accompany the practice, and some disciples of the Hehuan Sect with a relatively high status can even have their own 'Ding Furnace' to practice the method of collecting yin, and double cultivate with multiple female cultivators to collect their Yuan Yin cultivation.

But it is not an exaggeration to say that all the methods of collecting yin are evil!

The complementary techniques of yin and yang are all excellent health cultivation techniques that are beneficial to both men and women, talking about: male yang and female yin, male and female kun, female female yin and male yang; Some immortal cultivators who have Taoist couples will use the complementary technique of yin and yang, and double cultivate with their lovers when they have the same room, so as to benefit each other.

The method of collecting yin is only a unilateral exercise that is beneficial to men, every time the yin is harvested, it is like a painful torture for women, and over time, the beautiful face will age, the skin will be dry and wrinkled, and even lose a lot of longevity.

Because of this, the Hehuan Sect has a mixed reputation in the world of cultivating immortals, and its reputation is quite embarrassing, but the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect have always been excellent Ding Furnace, not only beautiful, docile and well-behaved, but also proficient in the secret art in the room. Being able to marry a female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect has always been the dream of many male cultivators.

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"It's actually the Hehuan Sect, it's a bit troublesome......" Mu Yu frowned, the Hehuan Sect has always been good at the method of joint attack, this pair of golden boys and jade girls is a combined husband and wife relationship, the heart is sharp, and the tacit understanding is even more integrated.

"Dong'an national thief Xiu, if you have the courage, come down and fight us to the death! Don't be a turtle with a shrunken head!" The arrogant man saw that the two of them ignored him, and immediately became angry, and shouted.

Tan Yong glanced at Mu Yu, Mu Yu groaned a little and nodded.

"Hmph, the thieves and rats under the city, you listen well! Before the fight, we first set up a rule, this battle, if we win, you will not invade Anzhou City within half a year, if you win, I will give Anzhou City away, how about it?" Tan Yong shouted.

The cultivators under the city suddenly whispered. The disciple headed by the Giant Sword Sect is a mediocre-looking young man of Yinshan, and the disciple led by the Hehuan Sect is a couple in their twenties, the male named Chen Xiu and the female named Hualien.

The three of them met and talked in a low voice, and after talking in a low voice, the silver fir youth walked out of the crowd and shouted, "Okay, I agree to your request!"

"It's not me, it's us!" Tan Yong found a loophole in the Yinshan youth's words and reminded.

The silver fir youth's eyes sank, and he glanced back at the handsome and beautiful couple, hesitated for a moment, rearranged the language, and made a demon oath.

Rattle~~

The sound of tooth acid echoed within a radius of several miles, the city gate opened, the suspension bridge was lowered, and thousands of Qi refining cultivators rushed out.

In terms of numbers, the other party only has seven or eight hundred people, and the number of monks on his own side exceeds a thousand, but the mana of the enemy sect monks is obviously stronger than his own, basically like refining four or five, and there are dozens of cultivating eight monks!

"Hmph, a group of timid people are finally willing to come out. The frivolous man dismounted and walked over, and said contemptuously.

Mu Yu's eyes were cold, and suddenly there was a murderous opportunity, he pounced suddenly, like a shocking light, and with a move of his right palm, several fire bombs flew out.

Boom! Boom!

Three large black pits appeared around the feet of the frivolous man, he screamed, moved like a rabbit, urged a shield, resisted a fire bomb, coughed up blood and flew out.

"The ......" Mu Yu looked at the frivolous man and sneered: "The person who doesn't live long!"

As soon as he came up, Mu Yu killed one of the enemy cultivators, frustrated his spirit, and made the cultivators of the Giant Sword Sect look pale, and even the golden boy and jade girl of the Hehuan Sect did not look good.

"I'll meet you!" A thin young man rushed in, with the peak cultivation of the eighth refining, over twenty years old, with a pair of eyes like a falcon, staring coldly at Mu Yu.

Whoa!

In just six seconds, twenty pale cyan wind blades were thrown out of the palms of the thin young man like flying knives, and their movements were as skillful as flowing water.

Mu Yu's eyes condensed slightly, he sighed, chanted the incantation, and two golden rays burst out from his palms!

Whew!

The golden sword shadows intertwined into a cross shape, a typical cross slash, swirling and flying in the void, like a golden wind wheel, crushing the twenty wind blades!

The thin young man's expression sank, patted the storage bag, and took out a flying lock eagle claw, manipulating it, aiming at the pastoral language, only to hear a "boom", a steel cable shot out, and at the front end, a jet-black steel claw was connected.

This steel claw was sharp and boundless, shattering the golden sword shadow shot out by Mu Yu, breaking a small rune shield and a triple gold yuan shield!

Mu Yu was secretly startled, took four or five steps back, pinched the trick with his left hand, and a yellow light suddenly appeared, and he shouted softly towards the thin young man: "Go!"

Phew!

The flying shuttle rushed out in an instant, and under the urging of "Commander of the Weapon", a whirlwind bypassed the defense arranged by the thin young man and stabbed him fiercely in the back of the head. (To be continued.) )