Chapter 784 A sword came from the sky!
The Ili River, winding like a jade belt and sparkling, flows rapidly on the land of the Western Regions, with Wushuang City standing beside it.
The Xianbei army's siege became more and more fierce, and there were too many casualties. The entire Western Regions were providing cannon fodder for the Xianbei people. It was a divisive scene.
The people from the Western Regions attacked with siege tools while weeping and praying.
From a military perspective, Wushuang City is not a hub that must be fought for in the Western Regions, but from a political perspective, as a holy city in the Western Regions, Yan Hui must capture Wushuang City, which is unwilling to submit to him.
Of course, he would not fight to the death at the gates of Wushuang City. Instead, he would let the Xianbei Army move southward to take over the Western Regions countries that had no ability to resist, and then use the vast manpower and material resources of the Western Regions to attack Wushuang City day and night.
There is no solution to hurting others with one's own strength. Even heroes with great powers have come to an end because of this. King Xiang, who had won every battle, could only suffer a disastrous defeat in which his entire army was annihilated after the endless attacks.
The Qin State used the same trick when it conquered Zhaocheng in the past.
What’s more, what was hurt was not Xianbei’s own foundation, but the foundation of the Western Regions. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people from the Western Regions died in front of Wushuang City and in front of the Holy City.
But what can we do?
All relatives are held hostage by the Xianbei people. Controlling the relatives of the army and preventing betrayal and surrender to the enemy is a common practice in the world of the Xia and the barbarians. It is extremely useful. Tens of thousands of Xianbei supervisors are staring at them like swords. What else can they do except charge and then die?
I love the King of Su, but I love my family even more. Most noble and honorable King of Su, please forgive my rebellion.
Yan Hui looked back at the crumbling Wushuang City and sighed, "I am not a bloodthirsty person, why don't you want to surrender and insist on seeking death?
He informed all the tribes to send a thousand elite soldiers and a suicide squad to attack the city together. He also prepared a thousand heavy cavalry, a thousand armored cavalry, a thousand armored soldiers, and three thousand archers to surround and kill the last part of the temple army.
Obey God's will and capture Wushuang City before the next sunset.
This Chanyu will wear the crown and hold high the sacred staff in the temple of the Supreme Emperor Su Wang, and inherit the position of the high priest of the temple!"
In Wushuang City, Luo Gu was still actively organizing the few thousand soldiers left in the city to resist.
The Xianbei army attacked day and night, so naturally the people in the city had to defend themselves equally. One group would sleep and rest while another group would guard the city. After two or three groups took turns, the number of people guarding the city would be even smaller.
Especially for a slightly larger city like Wushuang City, there are loopholes everywhere. It takes all one can to use a limited number of soldiers to continuously block the surging Xianbei people.
When the elite Xianbei troops joined the attack, the already shaky city defenses were almost broken. When the first Xianbei climbed up the city wall, Luo Gu was somewhat desperate. He rushed forward with a sword and killed the soldier. Sporadic roars were heard from the city wall, and the sounds of bright blood falling to the ground and swords cutting into flesh were clearly imprinted in his ears.
Luo Jialan led the temple army to arrive in time and stabilized the shaky line on the city wall.
Luo Gu pulled Luo Jialan aside and said with a tired look on his face: “Jialan, Wushuang City can’t stop us.
When night falls, you will leave with the Temple Army flag and head all the way to the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains. No, head all the way west. That is the only place that the Xianbei people have never been to. It is said that there is a powerful empire with tens of thousands of soldiers. If you flee there, you may be able to borrow soldiers, and then use the flag to rebuild the Temple Army and fight back one day."
Now the Xianbei are besieging the city on three sides, only Luo Jialan has the talent of Xi Shi to make a fish sink, and can escape via the Yili River. Zhao Yingluo, dressed in military uniform, said in a deep voice: "It's thousands of miles away in the far west, can you really come back after going there?
Why don't you come with me to Tianjin? Tianjin is powerful and far away, so we can use it as a base to resist the Xianbei. If we are defeated, we can lead the Tianjin army to flee westward, so that we don't have to venture into a foreign land alone, where life and death are not in the hands of others."
Luo Gu was a little surprised. At this time, Zhao Yingluo was not ready to surrender. With her identity and appearance, it would be no problem for her to get the position of Xianbei Yanshi. Tianjin was indeed remote, but it was impossible to stop the Xianbei. As long as the Xianbei freed up their hands, Tianjin would be hard to win.
Zhao Yingluo's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and she said resolutely: "The Suwang Supreme Emperor has given me life, it is time for me to repay him. Prince Jialan will inherit the position of high priest and then marry me. Then I can dethrone my brother in the name of the Suwang Supreme Emperor. I will ascend the throne and call on the entire Tianjin Kingdom to fight a holy war for the Suwang Supreme Emperor. I will not turn back until all the blood has been shed!"
Luo Jialan was silent for a moment. Luo Gu thought he would say something about not wanting to leave, but he did not expect him to hold Zhao Yingluo's fair, calloused hands, then kneel on the ground and say solemnly, "Father, I am leaving. Please forgive me for being unfilial.
My son will fight to the death with the Xianbei in Tianjin, he will fight to the death with the Xianbei in Kangju, and he will fight to the death with the Xianbei in the farther west, in the mountains, on the rivers, on the grasslands, and in the farmlands, until the flag of the Temple Army is planted in the ruins of the Wushuang City Temple. "
Zhao Yingluo also knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Luo Gu with Luo Jialan. She held Luo Jialan tightly, as if she was holding everything.
Looking at the perfect couple in front of him, Luo Gu laughed. He still didn't understand his son well. He was better than himself. He couldn't be so decisive.
Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo kowtowed three times, then Luo Jialan put the temple flag in his arms. The two held hands and left without looking back, taking their valuables and saying goodbye to their mother who was accompanying their father.
Zhao Yingluo was still thinking about how to leave, Luo Jialan said directly: "Yingluo, I am a direct descendant of the Luo family. One of my ancestors was a famous beauty known throughout the ages, known as Xizi, with a beauty that could make fish sink to the bottom of the water. Therefore, direct descendants of the Luo family will hardly drown. Yingluo, hold me tightly, the water and the fish will carry us all the way out of here."
While Zhao Yingluo was shocked, Luo had already jumped into the water, splashing a huge amount of water. He activated [Sinking Fish] and stood in the water. Zhao Yingluo jumped into the water, instantly wetting her clothes and revealing her exquisite curves. The water, which usually required a lot of effort to control, now wrapped the two of them up and left the city.
Luo Gu stood on the city wall, whispering what Luo Jialan said - the ruins of the temple!
What does this mean?
Luo Gu thought of Zhaocheng, which was burned down by fire when Luo State was destroyed.
Burn together!
It is a dream for the Qin people to want Zhaocheng.
The Xianbei Chanyu wanted to be crowned in the Suwang Temple, but it was also a dream. Even if the temple was burned down and destroyed, it would not be left for the Xianbei Chanyu!
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In Winter City, Luo You already knew about the situation in the Western Regions several months ago. The Xianbei army was approaching. Several months had passed. What was the scene in Wushuang City now?
Luo You took a deep breath and said to everyone in the hall: "In the past few months, the family's assets have decreased unusually. It should be Wushuang City that is replenishing the Temple Army. Wushuang City should be safe for the time being. I can feel that Yu'er is fine."
Luo Yu is Luo Gu's wife and Luo You's sister. When Luo Wu returned to the Western Regions, Luo Chen asked Luo Wu to take her to the Western Regions. This is the origin of Luo Jialan's holy mark.
Luo Xiang said in a deep voice: "It is impossible to send troops from a distance of thousands of miles, but it is really unbearable to just sit back and watch them being destroyed without being able to counterattack."
Luo You rubbed his palm and said, "Luo Gu's letter was not asking us to send troops, but telling us what he saw and heard.
He said that if Wushuang City could not stop it, he would use the most tragic way to alert all the countries in the world and wake everyone up from the illusion that the Xianbei were weak. This would be the last thing he could do.
If the family wants to unite the various countries to fight against the Xianbei, this is an introduction. Even if the various countries are fighting among themselves, they will surely unite in the face of the powerful Xianbei.
He spoke highly of the Xianbei Chanyu Yan Hui, believing that he was a rare hero who must have brought bad luck to the Xianbei and was someone that the family must kill. Moreover, if Yan Hui was killed, the Xianbei would not invade the south again for at least two or three years. I also thought so, and I wanted to kill the Xianbei Chanyu. "
Luo Xiang was hesitant to speak. He had just walked out of the Wei State. He felt that the people of the Wei State, especially Cao Shuang, would never be able to resist foreign enemies because of the internal fighting to death. The original Han Dynasty had all died, and the second generation was only average. Normally there would be no problem with the Luo family, but the Yan State lay to the north of the Han State, and the two countries did not trust each other, and there was no solution yet. As for the Chu State, it was a puddle of mud. It was good at self-preservation but not aggressive enough. Luo Gu's thinking was too simple.
He didn't say it in the end, but asked: "Brother, how do we kill the Xianbei Chanyu? It's thousands of miles away. When we get there, can Wushuang City still hold out?"
Luo You stretched out his hand and took out a small sword folded from a piece of talisman paper from his arms. The talisman paper on the sword was yellow, and there were countless red and blue runes flashing on the talisman paper. The hazy glow flowed on the small sword. After it was taken out, it shone brightly, illuminating the entire hall with red and blue light, mysterious and unpredictable.
Everyone turned their eyes to him. Luo You said softly, "This is the family's heritage artifact. It used to be the Thousand Mile Talisman. After being transformed with the Yuan Ding and the Heaven Measure Ruler, it is now called the Thousand Mile Dao Sword Talisman. Once this talisman is out, it can transform into a Dao sword, and it is easy to take the enemy's head thousands of miles away. This is the most powerful artifact in the family. There is only one, and it is extremely precious. Using it to kill the Xianbei Chanyu is not an insult to it."
Hiss~
After hearing Luo You's introduction, everyone's eyes were filled with excitement. What kind of power is it to be able to take someone's head thousands of miles away?
Luo Xiang said excitedly: "Brother, what are you waiting for? Quickly activate the divine weapon and kill the Xianbei Chanyu with your sword. Perhaps Wushuang City can be saved!"
Luo You said softly: "Even if it turns into a spiritual sword, how can it go to Wushuang City?
The world is vast, and it doesn't know the way from Wushuang City to Wushuang City, nor does it know the Xianbei Chanyu. How can it kill him?
Who will hold this sword?"
Everyone was stunned. They never expected that such a powerful artifact would have such a shortcoming. Just as they were about to speak, they saw Luo You let out a surprised "Huh".
The sword was quite spiritual. It slowly floated up from Luo You's hand, and then suddenly burned fiercely. Endless flames spread out, emitting infinite light and a huge ring of fire, which was like a mirror.
A sword as long as a forearm, flashing red and blue light, suddenly rushed towards the mirror, and a bright light appeared, forming a light shield.
Everyone in the hall watched as the Taoist sword flew hundreds of miles away, and then a tiny, invisible beam of light shot out from the ground. Everyone looked quickly and found that the beam of light was actually shot out from a small tomb!
The mirror expanded the view, from Winter City to the distant western frontier, seventy beams of light shot up into the sky. Those light spots were like galactic ribbons, gorgeous and dazzling, extremely bright. A passage spanning thousands of miles was formed, and the sword of Tao turned into a stream of light and shuttled through this galactic passage!
Everyone in Winter City who saw this scene felt their scalps tingling.
Seventy-seven people left Wushuang City, and seventy of them died. All of them were buried in this vast land. At this moment, they turned into pillars of starlight, guiding the Dao Sword!
The huge glow trailing the sword flashed with dazzling light, coming from Liaodong, cutting through the sky, destroying the clouds and snatching the sun. The three thousand miles of clear sky was bright and clear, like the surface of crystal, and there was only one sword!
In Wushuang City, the sky was clear, the breeze was gentle, the sky was blue, and the sun was shining brightly. However, in the city, there was a bloody storm. The Xianbei army had already entered the city and surrounded the temple.
Luo Gu and Luo Yu were both wearing armor and holding swords, and the temple was filled with spilled tung oil.
Suddenly someone shouted in surprise: "Look at the clouds in the sky!"
In a twinkling, the originally extremely calm sea of clouds began to churn rapidly, like a storm.
The clouds are like the sea, the waves are rolling and surging like the tide, the white clouds are rising up, mighty and mighty, like the Milky Way falling into the water, rushing down.
Groups of clouds and mist gathered together, majestic and magnificent, like white waves filling the sky, waves crashing on the shore, or like thousands of troops sweeping across the sky.
At this moment, the sky looks like a drop of oil falling into boiling water. When the wind blows gently, the clouds slow down, and the streaks of mist turn into trickles and spread out.
Everyone in Wushuang City was shocked by the sight of the rolling clouds and mist. They saw the sea of clouds in front of them gradually dissipating, and the rolling clouds and mist all flowed backwards.
After looking up at the clouds, you will see a ray of light that is golden and colorful. In the thickest part, it rises and falls in a flash, and its dazzling edge makes people cry!
Thousands of red and blue lights, like a rainbow piercing the sun, are brilliant and dazzling. A heavy aura of solemnity and solemnity permeates the air. It is so supreme and noble that one dares not look directly at it.
In the Xianbei army, Yan Hui hadn't noticed yet, but held up his sword and said loudly: "Surrender, and I will spare your life."
Luo Gu gritted his teeth and threw the torch heavily. He was about to hold Luo Yu's hand, but he saw Luo Yu looking up at the sky and whispered, "My husband, I have to go first."
The holy mark between Luo Yu's eyebrows was jumping wildly. She had a feeling of blessing. She jumped up from the temple army. The armor on her body suddenly shattered, revealing the fluttering white clothes underneath. She was like a goddess from the sky descending to the mortal world. The red and blue light entangled and fell into her hands. Her figure had begun to become transparent.
Luo Gu stared in amazement, Yan Hui held the sword with his mouth open, and everyone was looking at this scene, speechless. Luo Yu only felt that he was about to turn into light, holding the Taoist sword in his hand, and moving forward with unstoppable force.
This sword is supreme!
Touch it and you will die!
The Xianbei Chanyu died by this sword!
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The sword of Tao breaks through the clouds, and travels thousands of miles. It is the highest and the lowest. The sky is vast and nothing can stop it. The earth is vast and nothing can stop it. Only the king is noble and has the power to hold the sword. ——"Guangji Yiwen"
(End of this chapter)
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