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On the border of Xiliang, howling winds swept across the land, and yellow sand filled the sky. On this desolate and perilous land, a massive army stood ready for battle.
This army was the 200,000 elite border troops from Sichuan and Chongqing that Xu Fengqing had gathered.
They were all seasoned warriors, each a highly skilled elite. Xu Fengqing stood on the high ground, clad in a black battle robe, holding a gleaming sword, his eyes resolute as he gazed silently into the distance.
After a long silence, Xu Fengqing took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Brothers! We have guarded the borders for our country. How many of our sons have died on the battlefield, buried in foreign lands?"
"That would be considered fulfilling one's duty! But now, with a tyrannical ruler in power, he intends to slaughter all of us, the soldiers and civilians of Sichuan, and our families. I ask you, are you willing to let your families be killed like this?"
"I don't want to~~"
The soldiers of the three armies shouted in unison, their faces filled with hatred for the Great Feng court.
Xu Fengqing nodded, quite satisfied with the current effect, and continued:
"Brothers, we are about to embark on our journey south. The road to the capital is long."
We may encounter countless difficulties and obstacles along the way, but I believe that as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to overcome all difficulties!
Are you willing to join me in completely destroying this corrupt court and establishing a nation that belongs to us, the people of Sichuan and Chongqing?
The soldiers shouted in unison, "We are willing to follow the general through fire and water!" Their voices resounded through the sky and echoed throughout the entire western border region.
Under Xu Fengqing's encouragement, the morale of the 200,000 border troops reached an unprecedented peak.
Just as Xu Fengqing was about to raise his arms and call for an army to march south.
A letter flew through the void and landed directly in his hand.
"Um?"
Xu Fengqing opened the letter and his pupils shrank immediately. He crumpled the letter into powder.
"Nine Netherworlds! How dare you ruin my plans!"
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Meanwhile, Tianxie Xuanwang and Luo Manying, who had escaped from the ancient tomb of the Bashu king, were healing each other in an unnamed mountain cave.
However, after the two had been fighting for several hours, the lightning power remaining in their bodies had been eliminated.
However, a peculiar Daoist power sealed off the speed of the dantian's circulation, causing the two to lose 50% of their cultivation that they could not recover.
"What a capable man Shen Zhao! Even such a deadly situation couldn't defeat him. This boy is indeed as the Realm Lord said, a great threat to the future of our Nine Netherworld!"
"I really didn't expect that even after paying such a heavy price, we still couldn't kill it. If we had known this would happen, we should have left sooner."
"Luo Manying, you must take responsibility for the fall of the Holy Domain headquarters!"
"Now is the time to shirk responsibility? If the Realm Lord questions you, do you think you can escape blame?"
"Hmph! If it weren't for Tian Jinxie Su sacrificing himself, we would already be buried in the ancient tomb of the Bashu kings!"
"What's the point of fighting over these things anymore? The most urgent thing is to find a safe haven so that we can recover our strength and make up for all our losses."
"Right now, the only way to recover is with the help of Xu Rong."
"That's the only way. Let's try to contact Xu Rong and avoid Shen Zhao's sharp edge for the time being."
"Hmph, Shen Zhao's own injuries are equally severe, so he probably won't pose a threat to us for a while."
"Let's take precautions."
After saying this, Luo Manying forced out the filth left in her body by the Heavenly Evil King, and directly transformed into a butterfly, flying towards the Western Liang direction.
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