Chapter 553 The Collapse of the Army

On the side of the Daishui River, where the sound of killing was boiling, Qiu Weiduan was sitting on a high platform. His face was flushed, and he was speechless for a long time.

Zong Ling looked back, with a look of expectation: "Your Majesty, how is it now?"

I'm not worried about Zong Shou, the outcome of this battle is determined early, the difference is only the result of the battle.

Qiu Wei opened his mouth to speak, only to realize that his emotions were so turbulent that he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't make a sound at this time.

He could only clenched his fists silently, and waited until the surging mood gradually calmed down before he said: "Your Majesty has already wiped out the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect. It is said that there are more than ten thousand monks from all the sects, and none of them will survive!"

A word, like a thunder, resounded in the ears of Xu Zhengyuan and Zong Ling. Qiu Wei continued and stood up again.

"Notify Hu Qianqiu and Chai Yuan of this news! Order to inform the whole army—"

Taking a deep breath, Qiu Wei's eyes flashed with brilliance: "Your Majesty is already at the foot of Shangxiao Mountain. With 70,000 cavalry, he defeated the 3 million elites of the Thousand Cities League! We will return to Qiantian Mountain safely in a few days. Today I Wait until you work hard to move forward so that you will live up to your majesty's expectations! Your majesty has a word, please all the generals of the army, sweep the east for him! After three months, your majesty will be the king of the country!"

At this time, most of the 1.8 million soldiers in Qiantian didn't know where the Shangxiao Mountain was, nor did they know that just yesterday, the Lingyun Sect was actually the master of the East Linyun Land.

It's not as good as these words, which are more inspiring.

When he finished speaking, on the high platform, letters one by one immediately flew away in all directions. It turned into streaks of golden light and escaped into the distant sky.

One after another, the messengers also rode out lightly, and rushed to the forward, the dozens of phalanxes that were marching neatly.

In a short time, the four fields here are full of cheers!

"Your Majesty has won!"

"Three million elites of the Thousand Cities Alliance, 60% of them were killed or injured! One million descendants—"

"Is this news true?"

"At the foot of Shangxiao Mountain? In this way, the Donglin sects have lost! They were defeated by the Lord! Otherwise, why would this be the case?"

"Haha! It's a good defeat! I knew that someone as amazing and talented as Jun Shang, how could he be fooled and be tricked by those young people in Shangxiao Mountain?"

"Sweep Yunlu! Within three months, all will come to the east!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight! All the sects have been defeated. How can anyone in this continent be my opponent in Tianshan?"

"Today, hold the three-foot sword and cleanse the world for the king!"

The hustle and bustle sounded everywhere, and the energy and blood that had already rushed into the sky became even stronger. The momentum is soaring, and the fighting spirit is even more pervasive.

Before the army formation, almost all the generals had flushed faces and a trace of blood red in their eyes. The pace is even more steady, and it is even more reckless.

I firmly believe that in front of my eyes, the direction of the army will definitely smash everything! No one can be!

At this time, on the other side, opposite the square formation of tens of thousands of people in Qiantian Mountain, it was a different situation.

Well-informed, the lord of Zhucheng, who had already learned about the situation on the other side of Shangxiao Mountain, was already quietly withdrawing from the battlefield.

The more clever soldiers had also put down their weapons and were fleeing backwards.

As a result, the phalanx of millions of troops is fragmented, without any sense of majesty before.

And the array at the front is also collapsing at the slightest touch, and some of them simply surrendered.

Just inside the Zhongjun, Xiongyu was in a trance, his eyes almost lost focus. There was no trace of blood on that pretty face.

When she received the news from Shangxiao Mountain, she was still dispatching the troops, preparing to step into the battalion step by step, and safely retreat the millions of coalition troops from the battlefield.

But when the letter came, it shattered all her expectations and self-confidence to pieces!

Until now, I still can’t believe that the news I received is true——Blood cloud cavalry slaughtered millions, none of the thousand two cavalry survived, Shangxiao sect was destroyed, and Shenxiao perishes!

A series of unbelievable words flashed through her mind one after another. At this moment, she was completely at a loss.

It wasn't until a few voices came faintly from the side that Xiongyu woke up again.

"It seems that the sects facing the east are really defeated—"

"This is facing Yunlu to the east, it seems that the sky is about to change!"

"All the thousand and two Taoist soldiers died in the battle, and none of the more than ten thousand disciples survived. The essence of the sects in the east is gone!"

"Blood killing two knights! This demon king, what a ruthless method! Shuzi—"

"Brother Lian! Your Excellency, please be more careful with your words. That lord may soon be the lord of you and me! If you are not afraid, you can go to him to complain, but don't pollute our ears and turn us away. Wait for the trouble!"

"Hey! I wanted to hunt geese, but I didn't expect to provoke a lion eagle! The one from Qiantian Mountain, it seems that he is really destined to soar in this sky—"

"After you go back this time, what are your plans?"

"What other plans do you have? Naturally, keep the door behind closed doors. Wait for the time to surrender!"

"Exactly! All the sects in the east have been defeated, and our coalition forces in the eastern cities are not their enemies. Who else in Yunlu can stand in their way?"

"No matter how unwilling you are, you can't do it. How can you still resist! I'm afraid you will be crushed into powder by Qiantian soldiers!"

"Alright, this chaotic world that has lasted for thousands of years has finally come to an end today!"

"If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have come! I was bewitched by Ling Yun Shangxiao, so Yang Fan deserves to die the most!"

"Yang Fan is only a mouse, but the emperor is a dragon. How can a dragon and a mouse compare?"

In your words, you are quite disrespectful to the Donglin sects. It's just that at this moment, neither Zu Renkuang nor Yan Feibai has the heart to care about these things.

In the past, such rebellious words should be killed immediately, or the whole family should be harmed.

At this moment, the two of them were silent, their faces pale.

Not only can't do it, but we must take precautions. The sights from all directions are like sharp knives, with a lot of bad intentions. Some people are already eager to try.

At this time, the situation has changed, Ling Yunzong's strength, self-protection is still insufficient. There is no power left to deter the cities facing the east.

There is even more Qiantian army ahead, pressing to come. The general situation has been determined, and it is destined to be a situation where Qiantian Mountain will sweep Yunlu.

Among these people, there was probably no one who took the risk of taking their heads off to curry favor with Gan Tianshan.

The ancestors were crazy, and now they were like ice sculptures. I don't know if it's because my heart is so cold, but even my skin is also icy cold.

Since practicing martial arts, I have never felt so cold.

Lost! Completely defeated!

Back then when they met in Yunsheng City, who would have thought that that cripple with a body of two veins and a barrier between heaven and man would one day try his best to bring down Shangxiao and make Lingyun decline?

After today's battle, Ling Yunzong's most glorious days have passed. In the days that followed, he could only support himself under the persecution of various sects.

Yan Feibai's expression was calm, not too sad. It's just that expression is extremely complicated.

That person, with such skills and combat power, can really turn the world around in the end—"Senior brother, you can't stay here for too long, or you will change if you are late. Can you leave?"

The ancestor responded wildly and woke up suddenly. Then he laughed out loud, and actually two lines of tears overflowed from his cheeks.

Although he was laughing, but to others, it was full of pain and desolation.

After a while, when the laughter died down, he saluted Xiongyu: "Master Xiongyu! The overall situation has been settled, and it is useless to fight here again. Please Rong Zumou and his fellow disciples take a step forward!"

When the words fell, Zu Renkuang didn't wait for Xiongyu to agree. Then it rose up against the sky, and went straight to the west direction, turning into light. The rest of the Lingyun Sect, either imperial weapons or Takong, followed behind.

As soon as these people left, the monks of the various sects also dispersed. Yan Feibai was the latest to leave, and before he left, he took a fixed look at the east side, and then cleared the air.

Only a leisurely sigh is left, which lasts for a long time.

In a blink of an eye, there were only a dozen city masters and some generals left on the stage.

It was also silent, and a needle could be heard. After another ten breaths, there was another chuckle from the corner.

"Come here full of confidence, but retreat in all directions in embarrassment. The so-called trees fall and the monkeys scatter, but it's just like this—"

"The monks of these sects used to be like masters outside the world, arrogant, domineering, and full of majesty. But looking at them now, how come they look like dogs in the water?"

"Be careful! Be careful! Don't forget that there is also an inner disciple of the Lingyun Sect!"

The words were full of ridicule. But Xiongyu sat on the main seat, but his whole body was cold.

The ancestor left madly, so what should she do? What should they do with the Flame Mountain and the Flame Bear Clan?

When it's useless, do you treat her like a shoestring?

At this moment, there is unprecedented hatred for Ling Yunzong in his chest! Even surpassed Zongshou——※※※※

In the south of Xiyun Province, the former West Realm City area. The big city in the western realm of the past was completely razed a few years ago.

But only two years later, a new city that was not under it at all had already stood here.

At this time, on the side of the city, an army of 150,000 people was quietly forming an array in the plain outside the east city. They were all more than eight feet high, and most of them had white hair all over their bodies. Wearing refined iron armor, the weapon in his hand is also a sharp weapon.

The formation was a little scattered, but it couldn't hide its toughness and vigor.

Shi Fatian stood in front of the whole army, frowning tightly. And beside him is his teacher Dingyuan.

The latter had a smile on his face, showing a slight coldness.

"Father, why do you need to worry? My child has already inquired about it. Although Qiantian Mountain is powerful, but in the east of Yunlu, it is still the masters of the East Lin sect! Now that it is the Lingyun Sect, we want to defend that sect. Qiantian Mountain will definitely collapse. -"

Shi Fatian still didn't speak, and he knew it well. It was with this in mind that he wanted to raise the rebellious flag. He only needed to strike the hinterland of the Qiantian Mountain forces, and he would surely injure Qiantian again.

But why is there always a little uneasiness in this heart?

Shi Dingyuan seemed to have seen through his mind, and said with a smile: "That Qiantian Zongshou is indeed not an ordinary person. No wonder my father is worried, but the prestige of Lingyun Zong, even under the sea of ​​clouds, my child has heard of it. Father should have known better—"