Beiluo City.

Lu Changkong was wearing black armor, standing with a knife on his back, his waist straight, like a spear pointing straight at the sky, standing on the city wall.

Beside him, Luo Yue looked solemn and looked at the end of the plain horizon outside the city.

"Lao Luo, are you worried about becoming a son?"

Lu Changkong glanced at Luo Yue and said.

Luo Yue's face was still serious.

"I believe he knows what he has done from a small soldier to his current level."

"Besides, it is his glory to be able to die for Beiluo."

Luo Yue, Tao.

"The immortal fate was born, and all parties gathered together, and the prefects of various schools of thought, the prefects of various counties, even the Majesty and the National Master in the capital, all sent people to intervene... This is a storm that swept the entire Great Zhou Dynasty."

Lu Changkong slowly said.

"City Lord, everyone is going to compete for the fate of immortality, and the pressure on the Great Zhou should be much less."

Luo Yue asked him out of his doubts.

When the immortal fate appears, many forces chase the immortal fate, will the pressure on the Great Zhou become smaller?

Lu Changkong looked at the end of the horizon with deep eyes.

"Do you think the emergence of immortal fate will slow down the current situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Wrong..."

"The immortal fate is a huge variable that affects the overall situation of the world. The immortal fate can cultivate practitioners. When there are more practitioners, the nature of war will change."

"It is not obvious in the early stage of the appearance of the immortal fate, but the longer the time delays, the more the battle situation will tend to be more powerful than the more cultivators it has cultivated."

Lu Changkong slowly said.

At the end of the horizon, there are horses galloping, raising the smoke and dust to the sky.

However, he did not stop talking, but continued: "The forces of all parties cannot stop peace. Therefore, only by quickly deciding the end of the Great Zhou Dynasty, whether it is the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty or the destruction of the rebels, can the other party free up their hands to control the world."

Luo Yue heard Lu Changkong's words and seemed to understand them.

"But how could the war end so easily? The imperial capital has six major city protections, and the coalition may not be able to easily break through the six major city protections and the troops will come to the imperial capital."

"According to the subordinates, this war will probably take another five or six years."

Luo Yuedao.

"Five or six years?" Lu Changkong smiled.

"Someone refuses."

"The Confucianism stands behind the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Mohist school, which has always been inconsistent with Confucianism, spread its disciples to the prefects of various counties. Only by overthrowing the rule of the Great Zhou and establishing a new dynasty can the Mohist school promote their ideas."

"In fact, now everything is under the control of the Mo family. The Mo family's big net spreads all over the world, eroding the Great Zhou step by step... But the appearance of immortal fate is like an open fire, falling on the Internet. If the Mo family is not careful, the net will be burned to ashes, and all the calculations will be empty."

Lu Changkong shook his head, looked at the horses galloping in the distance, and slowly said: "With the fall of the first generation of Mohist giants, the Mohist family is now worse than the previous generation. Their original aspirations were swallowed up by their ambitions and have changed their taste."

...

The carriage staggers.

Xiang Shaoyun sat in the carriage, guarding a team of soldiers and wanted to withdraw to Xijun.

Inside the car, Luo Mingsang was wearing a plain white gauze skirt and holding a show parcel to rub Xiang Shaoyun's wounds.

In the Immortal Palace, Xiang Shaoyun penetrated the thickest armor and was beaten the most poisonously.

The carriage was quiet. He closed his eyes and enjoyed Luo Mingsang serving him, and his mind was studying the method of cultivating immortals obtained from the Immortal Palace.

suddenly.

The neighing sound came from the horse.

Xiang Shaoyun, who closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes.

The sharp eyes are like sharp arrows, and they are about to tear apart the sky.

He pressed Luo Mingsang's crisp shoulder with his big hand, "You stay in the carriage."

Xiang Shaoyun Dao.

Concerns appeared on Luo Mingsang's beautiful face, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

"A mere little girl, why are I afraid of the overlord?"

Xiang Shaoyun smiled confidently.

Then, he walked out of the carriage.

The coachman is dead.

He was nailed to the car door by an arrow.

Outside the mountains, soldiers were everywhere, and many generals were filled with blood.

Xiang Shaoyun glanced at him and counted roughly, about five or six thousand people.

After a series of arrows, Xiang Shaoyun's Western County Iron Cavalry was left with less than a hundred people.

One hundred to five thousand…

The enemy also has master warriors and many first-class warriors.

"Prefect!"

The moment Xiang Shaoyun got off the car, a general looked at Xiang Shaoyun with his eyes rippled.

"I'm waiting to fall into the trap!"

"These are the soldiers of Liu He, the prefect of Pingyang County!"

"We will cover the prefect and break out of the siege!"

The soldiers in Xijun are all brave and fearless, but the current situation is so desperate.

far away.

There are flags flying.

Someone was wearing silver-white military uniforms, looking at Xiang Shaoyun among the many generals.

"Sure enough... the Overlord was seriously injured in the throne. This is a rare opportunity to get rid of the Overlord."

Liu He, the prefect of Pingyang County in silver-white uniform, chuckled.

He held a small flag in his hand and raised it gently. Suddenly, soldiers from the mountains raised their spears and set up bows and arrows.

"How did you know that I was seriously injured? I have changed my return route, so how did you know?"

Xiang Shaoyun looked at Liu He.

"In the underworld, someone will tell you about the Overlord."

This person chuckled, and then the flag suddenly swept away.

"kill!"

"Those who take the overlord's head will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver!"

The words fell.

The shouts of killing suddenly shook the sky.

Arrows roared out one after another.

Among the mountains, there was a roar of blood and a strange sound from the master echoed.

It was like the sky was spinning, which shocked the birds and crows in the mountains.

Xiang Shaoyun's burly body suddenly became a little bleak, and he slowly closed his eyes.

He has actually guessed many things.

"Uncle, from today on, my Xiang family and the Mo family... have no more connection."

Xiang Shaoyun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.

He grabbed the kid behind his back with both hands and swept it sharply.

Cut off the arrows shot from the air, and all of them were cut into two pieces.

"Where are my West County Warriors?!"

"Dare you dare to kill the enemy with me!"

Xiang Shaoyun roared, his head full of black hair flying, and his eyes were filled with murderous aura.

The hundred soldiers and generals behind him also looked red, and they roared in response to Xiang Shaoyun, waved their weapons and rushed out with a rainbow of morale.

One hundred to five thousand…
To be continued...