"It's been another thirteen years now." After finally talking about the past, Che Li felt that his strength had been exhausted, and even he could not maintain a correct kneeling posture. He let out a long sigh, and his legs were loose, and he smiled bitterly: "Since this year, I have been stunned and uneasy, but I can't find the reason. It was not until now that I realized that it turned out that just because Tang Shisan should be twenty-six years old this year, he was going to do another earth-shaking thing. This principle was obvious, but I didn't expect it, I just forced myself not to think about it. But... what should come will always come."

Mahaye frowned and glanced at his elder disciple. He was a little surprised, but more dissatisfied. He scolded: "Tang Shisan is a great man. You are intimidated by his aura and breed your inner demons, which is also a normal human nature. But as a disciple who is a master, he was entangled by his inner demons for 13 years and cannot understand it. What is this? Humph, something that is useless."

Che Li felt ashamed and felt ashamed for a moment. He immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed to Mahaye: "A disciple is incompetent, please punish me."

Mahaye snorted coldly, not caring about him. He turned around and asked Yang Zhao: "Zhaoer, what do you think?"

Yang Zhao pondered: "This Tang Shisan, he was able to compete with his master with his momentum. Now, thirteen years have passed, and I don't know how amazing his martial arts cultivation has reached. However, although he has achieved remarkable achievements as the leader of the Tang Sect, he seems to be far from being shocking, right? The nine thousand soldiers of the Tang Sect used to compete for power in the martial arts world are indeed a huge force, but they can help Yang Xiu's rebels seize the world..." Yang Zhao shook his head and turned the railway line: "It's impossible!"

"There are nine thousand soldiers of the Tang Sect, which are of course of use. But if you cooperate with Yang Xiu's Shu army, it will be very different immediately. As long as you can use it, what's the difficulty of spreading the world?" Mahaye said with a serious expression and a more emphasis, "Zhao'er, you must not take it lightly and underestimate the various strange tricks of the Tang Sect."

"The disciple dare not." Yang Zhaodun said, "The disciple is only thinking now, if the disciple meets Tang Shisan and Yang Xiu, how should he deal with it? If the two of them join forces, what should the disciple do?"

Mahaye said lightly: "The strength difference between the court and the Yang Xiu rebels is huge. If Yang Xiu wants to win, he can only take advantage of the troubled waters and make the court's chaos first. If the teacher is expected, the Tang Sect will definitely use Jing Ke and Nie Zheng's means to deal with Your Majesty, Empress, and your father. But the palace is very cautious and cannot come and go without a top master. If Tang Shisan does not come to Daxing in person, this plan will be difficult. However, if he loses the other side, he will be unable to go on the front battlefield again. Therefore, Zhaoer does not have to worry about meeting him and joining forces. If a proficient teacher is in charge of Daxing, Zhaoer can also avoid concerns and fight Yang Xiu's rebels on the battlefield with all his might."

Yang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is the best." As soon as the voice fell, a brilliant golden light suddenly appeared on his face. He looked up in shock, but saw a rising sun rising outside the window. It turned out that time had passed and the sun had already emerged. He stood up and said, "It's bright, and the palace gate should be opened. Master, I want to enter the palace immediately, can I?"

Mahaye nodded and was about to answer, suddenly there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the hall coming from a distance. He frowned and shouted, "It's sand. Come in. What's the matter?"

The door of the hall opened loudly, and five or six people quickly entered the hall. Sha was the first one, but the latter was wearing eunuch clothes. It was Yang Jian’s confidant eunuch Ao. He stood still, glanced at the hall, and said happily: “Ah, the King of Henan is indeed here, that’s really great.”

Maha Ye Ning said in a voice: "Eunuch Ao, is there anything important?"

Eunuch Ao came back to his senses, and then nodded and said worriedly: "The six hundred miles of the front line have accelerated documents. Yang Xiu's army has captured Yangping Pass, and the troops have gone out of Qishan and invaded Guanzhong. General Han Qinhu was seriously injured. Fortunately, Qu Tutong, two generals Lai Hu'er and the two generals rescued them back. At present, the remaining soldiers have retreated to Jieting. Your Majesty sent an order to ask the national teacher and the prince to enter the palace to discuss immediately."

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"Woo Dudu~~" The desolate horn suddenly sounded from the other end of the horizon in the distance, and then it quickly spread throughout Jieting Avenue. As the sound came to my ears, everyone's expression changed when the Sui army camp was temporarily trapped. Hundreds of soldiers with disheveled heads and faces, especially bandaged soldiers, holding swords and guns, struggled to stand up and rushed to the edge of the village, their eyes full of fear, and looked out through the gaps in the fence.

The other end of the road was empty and empty. However, the horn sound was as tight as it was, as if it was never broken. At first, it was still lonely, but later there was the same horn sound, and the sound was blowing and greeting, and the sound was rising and falling one after another, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes near, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Although there was no trace of the enemy, there were still hundreds of thousands of evil spirits and ghosts in it, and they crawled out from the deepest part of the 18th floor of hell at the same time. Not only did this lonely standing on the Jieting road, it was just temporarily built and surrounded by camps that were not reliable at all. It also had to expose everyone in the village to eat and eat them alive!

Although the elite soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty who had been through many battles and were invincible in the battles and the north, they had no new defeat and were cold in their hearts and their morale was not strong. There was no food and grass inside and no reinforcements outside. It was the end of the road. Even though they were still in broad daylight, the remaining 15,000 remaining soldiers were only cold in their hearts, and the darkness in front of them was even dark due to despair.

It was as if it was to cooperate with this despair. I saw a thick black air rising from the distance where the sky and the earth were connected. The black air became thicker and thicker, and in just a blink of an eye, it covered the sky and the sun, dragging the blue sun during the day into the endless dark abyss. Such a method was not human power? But when I heard the sound of the stroke of the Sui army's camp, more than 10,000 people took a deep breath of cold air at the same time. The gloomy cold wind blew from the other end of the road one after another, and the panic low voices burst out from thousands of throats involuntarily. Even though they were all suppressed, they had no choice but to accumulate a lot of them, and in an instant, the village was still in an uproar.

The invisible enemy and the invisible means, heavy pressure was pressing on my heart one after another. The more than 10,000 remaining soldiers in the camp who had been exhausted from physically and mentally due to the days of escape were like melons in Huangtai, how could they be picked? In the blink of an eye, the chaos spread like a plague, covering almost all of them. The tense atmosphere was as strong as the air was covered with gunpowder. The remaining war horses were the first to be able to bear it, and the hoof-raising people stood up and neighed. Everyone's face was like earth, and their bodies were shaking like a scattered bran. Even the strength to grasp the weapon could not be raised. Just as half a straw was added, the camel's backbone could be crushed, causing the more than 10,000 remaining soldiers to collapse without attacking, but suddenly...

"Dongdongdongdong~Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong."

The sound of majestic and thick war drums sounded from the center of the village. The drum beats were slow to fast, and they were filled with righteousness. They started like thunder in the drought, and then like thousands of horses galloping, and finally like a storm. Each drum beat hit the hearts of the soldiers in the camp, and even used thunder and thunder to shake all the fear and anxiety that enveloped the hearts of the soldiers on their own. The black air covering the sky seemed to be blocked by the drum beats, and it could no longer make any progress when it spread thirty feet outside the camp. The shrill horns disappeared even more. Although the momentum was not diminished, the strange power of the soul-catching spirit was gone in his ears, and instead he was sobbing and sobbing.

After turning the tide, the drum sounds remained unceasing, making people feel more passionate, making people feel excited. Since losing Yangping Pass, the declining aura that has been spreading in the army for several days has instantly been swept away. In the drum sound, two brave generals in full armor have stepped out of the camp tent, each standing still, pressing the hilt of the sword, and looking sideways towards the high platform behind them. Only the person who beats the drum hard is wearing white clothes like snow, with a gentle and handsome appearance, and the eyes of the hidden god reveal the light of wisdom. It is the nephew of Han Qinhu, the commander of the three armies guarding Yangping Pass, Li Jing and Li Yaoshi.

If it weren't for this man's power, the remaining tens of thousands of remaining soldiers in the camp had collapsed without the enemy's attack and killing, and could only chase the enemy like driving away animals. The two generals looked at each other, and each saw the feeling of relief and gratitude from their colleagues. They nodded at the same time, turned around, and raised their true energy and shouted loudly.

"The Great Sui Shangzhu Kingdom eliminated the Right Imperial Guard General, come here to protect him! The Great Sui Right Wuhou Cheqi General, Qu Tutong is here! The soldiers must not panic and immediately return to their teams. Those who violate the order will be dealt with by military law!"

The two generals Lai Hu'er and Qu Tutong both achieved first-class martial arts attainments in the world. With deliberate use of their skills, the shouts and shouts were resounding through half the sky. As the saying goes, the rotten ship has three kilograms of nails. The Right Guard and the Right Wuhou are the elite among the elites of the Great Sui army. Even if they are defeated, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary government soldiers and county soldiers. At this time, they were dispelled by the sound of war drums and regained their fighting spirit. When they heard the orders of the two generals, they immediately found their backbone. The non-commissioned officers with higher military ranks in the crowd took the opportunity to shout loudly, and barely reorganized the large plate of loose sand into a well-known army, rather than a blind-headed fly who lost tens of thousands of heads.

The horror was still there, and the outside world changed again. The horn, which was suppressed by the sound of the war drums, could hardly raise its head, suddenly changed from the previous erratic strangeness to the desolate and exciting. The ghosts quietly retreated, and the one who rose up was an iron horse and golden sword, with murderous aura soaring into the sky. But when the dust and sand flew at the end of the road, the sound of footsteps came immediately. Come! All kinds of invisible means and strange tricks failed to make the Sui government army collapse without fighting. The rebels in Shu who were advancing step by step finally wanted to pick up their swords and guns, and the real thing came!

The war drums kept coming, and the two generals of Qu Tutong turned their eyes sharply, and raised their hands and waved their hands. The personal soldiers around them immediately brought the war horses over. The two of them turned over and jumped onto the horses, and shouted loudly at the same time: "The soldiers of the two soldiers of the Right Imperial Guard and the Right Wuhou obeyed the order. Open the gate of the village and lined up. Get ready to fight!"

The camps built by the scrambled in a hurry were so simple that they could not stand up. They could certainly get a lot of psychological comfort if they could not leave them. But if the enemy really came to the death, it would not only fail to provide any shelter for the Sui soldiers, but could only stop them and turn them from a shelter to a large tomb at any time.

The soldiers of the Right Guard and Right Wuhou were all well-trained veterans on the battlefield, so they naturally understood this truth. If they escaped on the battlefield, it would be no different to seek death. Since they had no choice but to retreat, they could only burn their boats and fight with their backs. The soldiers were encouraged by Li Yaoshi to encourage morale and courage. Even though they knew that the decisive battle would still be more likely to lose than to wait for death if they had the opportunity to fight. At that moment, the more than 10,000 remaining soldiers retreated fearlessly, but they wiped their hands cleaned and sweated on their clothes, held their swords and guns tightly, and opened the gate of the village and came out one after another. They set up a fish scale formation on the road of the Jieting, waiting for the battle.
Chapter completed!