Chapter 160 Ghosts and Gods

A person jumped down from the city wall.

Xu Xuan saw that it was Zhu Yuan. He looked him up and down and said with a smile:

"It seems that Sun Simiao's medical skills are good."

"Haha, thanks to the blessing of the True Lord, I have also recovered. The True Lord came here for Song Lin?"

His meridians have not recovered, and are basically still in a state of severance. Instead, he has found another way to practice with the remaining meridians and dragon blood.

Zhu Yuan asked, and he motioned everyone to open the city gate.

Zhu Yuan led the horse and said, "The True Lord, please go inside to talk in detail. Recently, people from Lingnan have often come to assassinate, and many disciples have died in their hands. I have to be on guard."

"What are their conditions? What are your conditions?"

Xu Xuan didn't even need to ask. The Lingnan Rebellion was most likely for interests. Without interests, no one would dare to take the initiative to rebel and risk losing their heads.

"My condition is to kill only the main culprit, but not the others. They want me to keep things quiet, and they want to band together to force me to surrender."

The noble families in Lingnan may be more informed, and they may know that Kou Zhen is in seclusion, and they want to take this opportunity to negotiate terms.

Zhu Yuan thought of the hateful faces of those people in the noble families, and sneered: "Haha, these people are confused and dare to assassinate our people. This time I won't give them a chance, and I won't give Song Lin face."

The noble families in Lingnan are different from those in other places. They don't have the will to dominate the world, but only want to keep their pitiful family business.

The land was divided because of Song Lin's pressure.

After all, they didn't go through the beating of the Taoist sect, so they were lucky.

"Okay, I'll help too." Xu Xuan had an idea. Since the people here can't listen to others, he can only talk to them with a butcher's knife.

"30,000 troops in Lingnan are waiting for the command of the True Lord."

Xu Xuan smiled. 30,000 troops were too many, so he said, "We don't need so many. Just follow me."

"Two people?" Zhu Yuan thought about it. With the strength of the True Lord, two people were enough.

Zhu Yuan found another good horse, and the two of them went out of the city one after the other.

It's not that they don't want to use Qinggong, but Qinggong consumes internal energy. They are going to fight openly and don't need to hide.

Lingnan County City.

The sect army is full of masters, riding horses through the streets, arrogant.

The power of Lingnan is no less than that of the Tang Kingdom at the beginning, and it is even stronger than the Tang Kingdom at the beginning.

No matter how strong Tang Ming is, he is still an outsider. The family can only collect money and each person can contribute a little. It is impossible to use all the family's strength.

It's different in Lingnan. In order to defend their homeland, the family has almost used all their strength.

Song Ziyu, the eldest son of the Song family, rode through the tent on horseback, followed by his elegant second brother Song Ziyuan. It was him who went to Chang'an for the imperial examination. It was also Song Ziyuan who saw the power of Taoism, so he resolutely led people to leave Chang'an, a place of trouble.

"Haha, second brother, with strong soldiers and horses, who is afraid of it?" Song Ziyu seemed to have touched the throne he had dreamed of.

The southern country is the emperor's residence in the south, and Lingnan should also have an emperor.

"Brother, we can't fight against Taoism. Don't forget our demands. Father doesn't want the Lingnan family to rebel, otherwise..." Song Ziyuan shuddered, thinking of the scene where the family was collectively beheaded.

So Song Ziyuan advised: "Brother, don't worry about it, let father deal with it, stay quiet during this period, otherwise there will be no turning back."

At this point, Song Ziyuan actually understood that his eldest brother, the eldest son of the Song family, was the culprit who instigated the disciples of the sect to assassinate the Taoists a few days ago.

This move is likely to drag Lingnan into a very terrible war.

Who is Xu Xuan?

During the trip to Chang'an, he vaguely felt Xu Xuan's character.

Xu Xuan is the type who can give, but you can't ask for it. He can give you preferential treatment, but if you take the initiative to ask for it, or even ask for it with confidence.

At this time, Xu Xuan will not compromise with you.

Not only will he take back what you have given, but he will also take away what you originally had.

"If we don't burn our boats, how can we see our true strength? Do you think I am acting alone? Can my prestige alone make so many people respond? This is public opinion!!"

Song Ziyu knows what level he is at. He represents the public opinion of the family for the benefit of everyone.

Everyone thinks his father is too weak.

Not only does he have to defend, he also has to incite a war between the two sides, forcing his father to take action.

Flags are like a forest, and armor shines in the sun.

Lingnan has accumulated for a hundred years and created 30,000 elite armored soldiers.

Like the Taoist sect, Lingnan likes to use real data. If it were any other force, plus civilians and auxiliary soldiers, it would have to claim an army of at least 180,000.

"Meet the prince!"

"Meet the prince!"

Everywhere they went, people greeted them.

Lingnan has a Shenji Camp composed entirely of warriors, with a total of about 1,000 people, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts and fearless of death.

Song Ziyuan originally wanted to persuade them, but seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, he finally shut up.

There is no need to persuade him. If he continues, people will think he is a coward. It is better to report to his father and let him make the decision.

Soon, the group arrived at the Shenji Camp. The soldiers in the camp had eyes and temples, and they were masters with strong external skills.

"Second brother, do you still think we can't win? Even if we can't win, can't we defend Lingnan?" Song Ziyu asked back.

"It is said that Xu Zhenjun has the ability to torture ghosts and summon gods, and the Qin Tianbing even killed the righteous coalition. This unit is to restrain them."

They are not blindly arrogant.

Before they started the rebellion, they carefully reviewed the situation of the year. Although there were no witnesses at the time, they could determine the situation at the time based on the circulated news.

It is better to say that the righteous coalition is a group of scattered soldiers than a coalition. They are not formally organized into an army. They charge all at once when fighting, and they are not concentrated. They are scattered like bandits. This kind of troops have only numbers on the battlefield, and often only need an elite warrior unit to kill them.

They have a thousand people, and you may have ten thousand.

But they have a real thousand people, while the latter's ten thousand people are just a group of thirty or fifty. Now their Shenjiying is built to fight against the Qin Heavenly Soldiers.

"The so-called Qin Heavenly Soldiers should be the magic sect warriors. The magic sect's skills are strange, so we don't have to be too mythical." Song Ziyu came to this conclusion.

Not only him, but almost everyone has this idea.

As a family of a hundred years and a thousand years, who is not the top of the dynasty? The ancestors did not leave any clues about ghosts and gods, so why are there ghosts and gods everywhere in Chang'an?

Staying in one place for a long time, your horizons will naturally narrow.

Song Ziyuan had nothing to say, but came to the Song family to meet his father.

"Father, my brothers..." Song Ziyuan said what happened during this period and concluded, "Disperse them, don't gather them together, Xu Xuan doesn't buy our tricks."

Power in numbers?

Xu Xuan doesn't care at all. If one person commits a crime, he will be killed, and if thousands of people commit a crime, they will also be killed.

Song Lin understood immediately and said, "Don't be in a hurry. Don't leave the city on your own initiative, and don't disband. It's a good opportunity to negotiate with them."

Until now, Song Lin still didn't think of rebelling. He just wanted to protect his own interests and autonomy, and even forced Xu Xuan to come and fight in person.

After all, there are millions of people in Lingnan, and the people's hearts are on them. It's impossible to kill them one by one, right?

Of course, as for going to war, they will definitely not go to war. Song Lin plans to put his eldest son under house arrest, but not disband the armed forces, just keep the deterrent power.

"By the way, I have a mission for you." Song Lin said to his second son, "You will leave the city later, find Zhu Yuan, and tell us our conditions..."

"Father!" Song Ziyuan interrupted, his expression became very serious at this time, so Song Lin had to take it seriously, "I plan to take my family and my third brother, fourth sister, and fifth sister to flee."

"Why?"

"To keep a little fire for the Song family."

Song Lin was silent for a long time, never thought that his son would become like this, so he said: "What have you been through?"

"Han family, I saw the powerful Han family as imagined."

Song Lin was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hand, saying weakly: "You go, maybe you are right, the Song family fire needs to be dispersed in part."

Song Ziyuan bid farewell to his father and left resolutely.

Without any worries, Song Lin's momentum became more vigorous.

Then he sent an envoy to Lingnan Daomen.

"Let's fight with Lingnan as the stakes!" Song Lin looked at the distant north. He was unwilling not to fight with Xu Xuan. He also wanted to see the realm beyond the Grandmaster in the legend.

Under the cover of night, Xu Xuan and Zhu Yuan came to the outside of the city. The cold wind was howling, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Zhu Yuan felt that the moon was a little dazzling.

Xu Xuan conjured up eight flags. The first four were Qin Emperor's Terracotta Warriors, and the last four were made by using warriors' skeletons to imitate Qin Emperor's Terracotta Warriors. There were eight hundred Terracotta Warriors in total for the eight flags. This was the maximum limit of mind control.

"Come on, carry the flags!"

While speaking, Xu Xuan took out a jade seal and looked at the tall city wall.

Ghosts and gods descended on the earth again!

(The remaining two chapters will be posted in the afternoon. I haven't typed them out yet, cough cough)