One Hundred and Sixty-Two Army without Fighting Spirit

"Is it wise and powerful? But it may not be—"

Jin Buhui shook his head disapprovingly: "If you are really wise and powerful, you shouldn't have raised troops so easily at this time! Your Majesty is old, and Zhu Zi is also a fool who only cares about the selfishness of Confucianism!"

Everyone present changed color slightly, and it was unexpected that Jin Buhui would be so bold.

"Nonsense! Your Majesty has been in power for a hundred years, turned the tide, and revived my business. Who in the world is not grateful? Are you talking about it?"

"Your Majesty is a sage, you can see thousands of miles away—"

"Sage?"

Jin Buhui smiled, and looked at the refugees outside the city with numb expressions: "It's not up to you to say whether you are a sage king or not! This is what the sage king did? The clothes can't be warm, and the food can't be full. Is this also considered Rule the world?"

The young man in Tsing Yi was still sneering, with playfulness in his eyes: "So, in the eyes of you, Jin Buhui, I, Your Majesty, are the fatuous masters. And the Zongshou, the leader of the army, is A truly wise and promising king?"

Jin Buhui was taken aback, and glanced at this person. However, there is also a sense of ridicule in the eyes, is it a trap? This is to put him to death without regret!

If he answered, then regardless of whether Emperor Yuanchen wins or loses this battle, there will be no way for him to live without regrets.

Even that Confucian would not let him go.

But so what? What does Jin Buhui have to fear?

"Your Majesty may have been a real hero when he was young. But now he is old and stupid! Although the powerful ruler ruled a barbaric land, within ten years, the people have become richer. He never picks up lost things on the road, and never closes his house at night. Although he expands the land Hundreds of millions of miles, but not hurting people's livelihood. This is the real hero of the ages, the holy king is coming!"

Everyone in the convoy exploded.

"absurd!"

"A person who is going to burn books and bury Confucianism and destroy my Confucianism, in your eyes, is actually a hero through the ages. Is the holy king alive?"

"Where should I be Confucianism, where should I be the sage of Zhu Zi?"

"This son wrote a letter earlier, saying that the aristocratic family was powerful and talented. At first, he thought he was an upright gentleman with knowledge and integrity. But unexpectedly, this person is the same as that Zongshou!"

"This gold does not regret, it is crazy!"

"Should be beheaded! Only by executing this person Ling Chi can we set the record straight!"

"No wonder, Mr. Zuo Xin publicly posted a few days ago, wanting to kick him out of the sect. How can such a person be worthy of being included in my sect?"

"Famous sinner!"

"Back then, Zuo Xiantai really misjudged him!"

Jin Buhui was taken aback, it turned out that Zuo Xin had already fired him from the door? Then he smiled to himself, isn't this expected?

"Hahaha! Dagan Monarch Zongshou, the eternal hero?"

The young man in the green shirt laughed out loud, his eyes full of pride: "But the so-called British Lord you speak of is just before the war in southern Xinjiang. It cost hundreds of millions of money to build a wine pool ghost in Minshui in the south The palace was filled with beautiful young girls from various races, and the wine pond and meat forest were created, where it is said that Riri is having endless sex. A barbarian king, how dare he compare with the ancient holy lake?"

"Wine Pond Palace?"

Jin Buhui was at a loss for a while, the wine pool and the meat forest, with Zong Shou's temperament, I'm afraid most of them can do it. But it is absolutely impossible, it is at the time of the great battle to determine the hegemony of the cloud world!

So, this is Zongshou's trap? That guy is absolutely impossible to do such a boring thing.

Shocked, Jin Buhui wanted to get up, but was immediately restrained by the chains.

It was only then that he woke up, he was no longer the Yushi Zhongcheng who could write a letter directly to Tianting.

Moreover, even if he submits a letter, he will be able to go to the case of the Great Shang Emperor, and it may be ten or so days later.

With Emperor Yuanchen's personality, he probably wouldn't pay attention to it.

"ridiculous!"

Jin Buhui laughed softly, but it seemed like he was crying.

"I'm still saying the same thing, if the big merchant wins this battle, then go and poach my Jin Buhui's eyes!"

The voice was shrill, and at this moment, even the young man in Qingshan who was surnamed Yang was startled.

Immediately, like everyone else, he shook his head slightly. This person is indeed crazy——

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At daybreak, Zong Shou woke up from his trance. The Refining Sword was still floating in front of him, but it didn't have the sharp killing intent a few days ago.

It's not disappearing, but introverted. Instead, there is an air mechanism that directly presses the source of human life, which is even more dangerous and more difficult to measure.

In the end, it was done, successfully turning this killing sword intent into Jujue!

In this battle, it is estimated that it will be difficult for several supreme realms to intervene. It can only be won on the battlefield with the strength and tactics of both sides.

If you want to vent your killing intent, you can only rely on your own swordsmanship.

It's a pity that although the killing sword intent has reached the late stage of the soul state, it can't completely integrate the killing and killing into one.

What's even more pity is that the sword of refining the sword must be integrated into the sword formation, and most of it cannot be used. And the second Yuanhun Xulingyuan Yijian was still at Shen Yuexuan's place, and it hadn't been really refined yet.

At this time, there is not enough time, and it seems that there is no further progress, and this is the only way to go.

Things in the world are like this, they will never be perfect.

Putting away the Excalibur, Zong Shou saw Kong Yao, wearing a silver armor, standing quietly by his side, looking at him with dazed eyes.

Zong Shou's eyes lighted up slightly, and then he smiled: "What are you looking at, fell in love with your husband?"

"How shameless!"

Kong Yao woke up with a start and spat lightly. Then he said solemnly: "Half an hour ago, the great merchant army had arrived outside the palace! The Emperor Yuanchen was also among them."

Zong Shou had already sensed it, half an hour ago. This piece of heaven and earth has been completely sealed off by a temporary spiritual array, and a total of nineteen holy realm powerhouses have completely sealed off this piece of void.

In terms of strength, the two sides are not far apart, and Daqian can try their best to compete.

But when it comes to the holy realm, Cangshengdao and Jianzong are far behind.

This is after the three religions each lost a few saint-level combat powers and cast the thousand-mile armor technique.

If not, the power of these three teachings will only become stronger.

It is also the reason why the great merchants and Confucianism sects dared to travel so far to besiege and kill his sect.

Since even the Holy Land cannot win, then it is better to solve it under the Holy Land.

Isolate the inside and outside, and then use the power of the absolutely superior Taoist soldiers to encircle and kill his Zongshou here.

In half an hour, no matter the enemy or us, the formation should be completed.

"How many are here?"

"A total of 800,000! Nearly half of them are Dao soldiers, nearly twice as many as our army!"

A strange look flashed across Kong Yao's eyebrows, the number of Dashang's surprise attack army was far beyond imagination.

However, it also means that if this battle is won, the backbone of Dashang will be completely broken!

Zong Shou also took a deep breath, 800,000 people, these three religions and big merchants are really big.

The consumed spirit stone alone is enough for him to use Zhou Shu for more than a hundred years now.

Fortunately, the actual combat power gap is not far.

"Go out of the palace and have a look!"

At this time, the emperor is traveling, and it is too embarrassing to hold a sword alone. There are ready-made imperial chariots in the palace, as well as a full set of guards of honor for wrestlers.

It's still extremely gorgeous, and I don't know how much money that guy Zhang Huai spent.

Only after leaving the palace, I felt that this place was full of murderous aura. More than a million people lined up here, and the momentum was extremely majestic. Looking at it at a glance, one can see that the qi and blood rays are actually gathering into pillars, colliding with the sky and the earth.

Subconsciously, Zong Shou remembered the battle of Pengcheng with Xiang Yu when he conquered the throne of Abi.

On the battlefield in front of him, the aura of the ancient times has already appeared, which is not inferior.

The jade chariot hangs about 100 feet above the ground, and can easily overlook the entire battlefield.

On the opposite side of the merchant army, there are 450,000 Taoist soldiers alone. There are 250,000 yellow ranks, and 200,000 black rank cavalry. The rest are all elites selected by the Great Merchant Frontier Army, mainly at the peak of Tier 3, and at least two tenths of them are above Tier 4 strength.

But under his command, they were not much inferior, and there were nearly 200,000 Taoist soldiers.

The rest are also not inferior to the opponent's elite.

Zong Shou gazed into the distance, and was attracted by his own weak left wing.

"Only 30,000 blood cloud cavalry, against the opposite right wing?"

On the right side, in addition to the 65,000 Zilinyan spear cavalry, there are nearly 20,000 Xuan-rank iron cavalry from various families. There are also 100,000 elite cavalry troops.

It can almost be said to be one against six!

And Zong Yuan, holding a blood-colored halberd in his hand, stood quietly in front of the entire army.

The power of one person seems to be able to fight against ten thousand armies alone.

Zong Shou scratched his head and let the little dog out. The latter glanced down blankly. However, when he saw the 70,000 Profound Flame Jinlin Beasts on the opposite side, he immediately narrowed his eyes, showing disdain in his eyes.

Then he ignored it, threw himself into Zong Shou's arms like a pug puppy, and kept licking his face. Smelling Zong Shou's breath, he had an intoxicated look on his face.

Zong Shou was speechless and could only let it go.

It was strange in my heart that this earth dog lived on the goodness of the world. Did you do something yourself? And made many good intentions gather in the king

In the Qi of Dao?

Is it a battle with big merchants?

Sure enough! I have the right way to beat the innocence, and it has won the hearts of the people.

Thinking about it this way, most of the soldiers below looked anxious.

They were all stealthily looking in the direction of the left wing, restless. Although he barely maintained his composure, there was a bit of hesitation in his brows.

Zong Shou suddenly realized that these people were worried that the left wing was too weak and would be crushed by one blow.

It doesn't take too much military talent to see it. Even the famous Blood Cloud Cavalry could not be an opponent of the blood rank Taoist soldiers three times as large as their own.

If it wasn't for Kong Yao and his prestige, these people might have lost their fighting spirit long ago.

Zong Shou was stunned, but he ignored this point before the battle. It seems that it is better to use this hole card earlier.

Some people occasionally turned their heads to look at the magnificent palace. It was a big frown, a look of disapproval, and even a little heartbroken.

The other group of people looked at the majestic army opposite with fear in their eyes.

Zong Shou sighed softly, a little worried: "Is this the army without fighting spirit?"

Kong Yao shook her head: "That's all there is to it, but it's not necessarily true that the army has no fighting spirit!"

Zong Shou was noncommittal and continued to watch. I saw that the right wing was the Weiyang Sword's 50,000 Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors and the 35,000 Weiyang Sword Cavalry. They were the most powerful, but they were commanded by a general that Zong Shou didn't know.

The Chinese army has 400,000 heavily armored soldiers. The leader of the army is none other than Ren Tianxing. (To be continued.