Chapter Sixty-Sixty-Three

Riding his horse upright, Ren Tianxing closed his eyes slightly and waited quietly.

Half an hour passed quietly, but there was still no sound from the company opposite.

Ren Tianxing couldn't help opening his eyes, with a hint of worry in them. He couldn't be more clear about the abilities of his junior brother. Even if they can't really persuade those city lords to change their banners, they can still retreat unscathed.

It's just that there is not much time now, if it is another hour, Zhang Huai has not returned yet. Then he has to prepare for a strong attack here.

Suddenly there was a thunderous sound of horseshoes, and Ren Tianxing looked behind him, only to see a group of knights galloping towards him.

Can't help being slightly startled, Zhang Huai didn't wait, but waited for Zong Lan.

"Check everything you've seen!"

Immediately saluted, and saw that Zong Lan was covered in blood behind him.

Obviously not long ago, just experienced a big war.

Ren Tianxing thought about it for a while, and he knew what was going on: "But there is another rebellion."

"Exactly! The descendants of several cities in the southwest conspired to stab me from behind. These bastards are so dishonest!"

Muttering a curse, Zong Lan said indifferently: "But it's okay, we'll send them all to the east later, and then they can't help but not fight!"

Ren Tianxing shook his head slightly, but at this time they were already in danger.

The total number of surrendered troops under control is almost two million. Among them are those who sincerely work for Qian Tianshan and want to find a future. There are also those who are patiently dormant, waiting for an opportunity.

There is also food and grass, and this journey is carried lightly, all relying on looting. Although it may seem that a lot was burned, there is actually not much food in the army.

Those refugees also don't have much left at this time.

If this battle cannot be won, I am afraid that the situation is worrisome.

"At my side, they are guarding like an iron bucket, and there is no chance to break the tortoise shell. I have to let Lingxuan command the army on my behalf, and come to you to see—"

There is a bit of intimacy in the voice. Although they have only known each other for a short time, Zong Lan's temperament is like this. He has always admired tough guys who are strong in force and capable of fighting.

What's more, this person is the nephew of Ren Bo.

"I don't know how you are doing here?"

"Within a day, the subordinates will be able to break it!"

Cherish words like gold, but in just a few words, they are decisive. Ren Tianxing continued, but still looked at the barracks.

"However, Zhang Shenyi said that this battle is no longer a matter of effort. A few words can determine the world."

Zong Lan was taken aback, thinking that there is still such a thing? Naturally, Zhang Shenyi was referring to Zhang Huai, although he was a bit more delicate, but he was also a person who suited his heart.

These days, he was able to ignore those trivial matters and fight happily on the battlefield, all because of this person.

In the next moment, there was only a figure walking out from the tent on the east side opposite, with a gentle smile on his face.

Although the two armies were in front of the formation, they paced leisurely and unhurriedly.

From a distance, it is Zhang Huai. It was just when his figure, "Qihang Feiya", had just stepped out of the camp about five hundred feet away. Within the company camp, several flames ignited in succession immediately. There were bursts of shouts and killing sounds, soaring into the sky.

The seemingly solid camp suddenly panicked.

Ren Tianxing raised his eyebrows slightly, did it really happen?

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but Ren Tianxing knew that this time was not the time for hesitation and joy. He pointed at the horsewhip: "Order the suppressing evil army to march forward in five towns, and make a strong attack. The rest of the army prepare their armor and prepare to follow me storm!"

With a single order, the entire army formation erupted. Zong Lan was listening, but felt a little strange. At this time, most of the commotion in the company came from the east, which was the enemy on the opposite side of the five towns of the Suppressing Evil Army.

But according to Zong Shou's intention, it seems that he doesn't want to start from the east.

After a little more thought, Zong Lan knew the reason. There was turmoil in the east, and the enemy attacked again. If he is an enemy general, he must do his best to suppress the rebellion in the camp.

But in this way, the rest of the place would be empty. Do you avoid reality and attack fiction? Letting those rebels bear the pressure on their behalf can also reduce the casualties of their subordinates.

This guy has a good plan!

But Zong Lan's eyes showed even more appreciation. This son's ability to use soldiers and know how to protect his soldiers is indeed much better than him!

Just a moment later, Zhang Huai was still walking there, and he didn't know the right time to reach the front of the army formation.

Zong Lan waited impatiently, so he simply rode his horse to meet him, and then asked curiously, "Boy, how did you do it?"

"This matter is simple, but "Qihang Feiya" lures it with the ground! "

Zhang Huai smiled, and it was indeed a very common drama: "There are no owners in the six provinces, and I don't know how many people are watching. How many people can not care about the temptation of a city and a place? It is those city owners who can not be seduced , their subordinates may not be indifferent."

Ren Tianxing's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he frowned: "These are disloyal and unrighteous people, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get them in the future!"

He said in a condensed voice: "The power of enfeoffment is in the hands of the emperor. We and other ministers must not overstep our responsibilities."

Zhang Huai smiled, and handed over a bright yellow silk scroll.

Ren Tianxing took a look, but it was Zongshou's edict. It was signed a few months ago, and the meaning of the imperial edict is to let Zhang Huai do whatever he wants.

Your Majesty, did you expect it? ——

Ren Tianxing finally let go of his tight heart. What he is most worried about is that Zhang Huai does not know how to restrain himself, which will attract suspicion.

Then he turned around abruptly, shouted wildly, and shook for ten miles!

"My comrades! Today we only need to flatten this formation, then we can return to the teacher and fight side by side with Your Majesty! Are you willing to break the formation with me?"

There were tens of thousands of people in that formation, and there was silence first. It was followed by the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami.

"Return to the teacher! Fight to the death! Break the formation!"

The voices of hundreds of thousands of people merged into one, shaking the sky. Ren Tianxing then looked back at Zhang Huai.

"Next, I'm going to bother my junior—"

Zhang Huai knew in his heart that what Ren Tianxing entrusted was not the next battle to break the formation.

But after Qiantian's army returned to the division, at that time in his Tang Dynasty, there were only a few reliable military towns, but it was indeed a headache to suppress the entire ten provinces of Huizhou.

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At the same time, it was just over ten thousand miles away. Above the sky in the east of Zhizhou, countless sword lights and sword shadows scattered and flew.

Thousands of auras crisscrossed and criss-crossed, almost completely splitting the cloud.

Within a thousand miles, the birds are extinct. Only the blade lights of the two are constantly colliding and shocking!

Countless red electric lights spread out in all directions, covering the entire sky.

But in this piece of Red God Thunder, there is still a piece of black electric current, tightly wrapped into a ball.

Although he was slightly invincible, he was able to hold on tightly and did not show signs of decline.

And behind Zong Shou, a pair of black wings spread out, more than three thousand feet long.

Every fluttering of the fan will definitely attract countless spirits of heaven and earth.

Spiritual techniques below the fifth level were formed around him almost instantly. One after another, they bombarded forward.

Even if you can't hurt the enemy, it's good to distract the opponent a little bit.

The nameless sword in his hand was even more aura at this time, slashing tirelessly.

Just three feet in front of him was the figure of King Jiaminluo.

The two fought close to each other, their figures intertwined and separated continuously. As long as the strength is a little weaker and the speed is a little slower, they will be cut down by the opponent immediately.

At this time, Zong Shou's advantage in kendo attainments has been reduced to the minimum.

Relying more on their own instincts, the speed of their swords has completely exceeded the limit of a person's thinking speed. Most of the time, before the brain makes a judgment, the body reacts naturally.

It is a strong enemy!

Since the first fight, Zong Shou knew that King Jiamingluo was extremely difficult to deal with.

Only now, this feeling is more profound. By avoiding weaknesses and making use of strengths, his advantage in the way of swords is gone.

The Liushen Flying Knife had no chance to make a move at all!

However, the effect of body training when fighting this person is much stronger than training with iron sand.

Even with all his strength, it seems that enemies of this level will understand their own weaknesses better than him.

Zong Shou smiled "hey" in his heart, wondering that he still had the heart to think about it at this moment.

This is the thirty-seventh fight between the two in the past three months! Still undefeated.

King Jiamingluo had a lot of advantages, but he still failed to take him down.

Naturally, Zongshou couldn't find even half a chance of winning from the beginning to the end.

However, if this continues, it is estimated that in a few days, his martial arts will be able to go one step further, stepping into the ninth level!

These days, the harvest of dozens of sword fights in a row. Under the oppression of King Jiamingluo's spiritual strength, what he gained in the way of the sword. It also went far beyond "Qihang Feiya" to fight against the battle of the six people in the deep underground lake that day.

The strength that had been gradually uncontrollable due to the great improvement of cultivation base has gradually returned to the peak, and can be controlled precisely, and every ounce of strength of oneself can be sent and received freely!

Compared to Zong Shou who is at a disadvantage, but has a good mind. At this time, King Jiaminluo's chest was filled with anxiety.

There is anger hidden in the eyes, and the blood in the whole body is constantly burning and motivating, climbing to the peak.

It is obvious that the strength is several lines better than the opponent, but he only killed a little bit, and he cannot kill this person!

Suddenly one gold and one silver, two points of silver light soared to. In the depths of King Jiamingluo's eyes, a bit of cold and murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Knowing that these are Zong Shou's two spiritual pets, he also has such escorts.

But those beasts under his control may be even stronger in strength, but they are far behind his flying speed!

I don't know what species it is, although it is only an eighth-level and a ninth-level. But even his two most beloved subspecies of beasts are much inferior in speed.

At this time, these two strange beasts can be said to be controlling the battle between him and the Qiantian Demon King.

Most of the time, he was below the ground, killing everywhere in his army.

Then within two or three hours, he would always fly to Zong Shou's side with a lot of souls from his clan.

Then all of a sudden, this Qiantian demon king will have a surge in soul power, and the power of the spiritual law will often be nearly doubled!