Si Yi's mind was filled with the history of Daxia that he had read so well, and the tactics and formations that he had mastered. But on a real battlefield, even a general with a clear mind could only look to the west and wait for the army to come. Before they arrived, any extra preparations would probably be in vain, because their traps and tactics had been easily resolved.

The army of Nan Shang can only be roughly summarized as "strong", but no one knows how strong it is, to what extent, and how many practitioners it has. Even though Da Xia has its own trump card and an imperial army composed of practitioners, it still feels a little guilty. That is the feeling brought about by the lack of momentum, and it can never raise its head.

With the three major cities of Fujikawa, Zishan and Heidai already occupied, Longgang became the front line of the western battlefield. Here gathered 1.2 million troops, in a mighty force, arranged in formation, waiting for the enemy to arrive. On weekdays, they got up and trained with the morning light, but today they faced the light and fought as if they were wearing everyone's hope.

The Southern Merchants’ army had been stationed in the three western cities for a long time, but they had never crossed the Longgang line, let alone appeared within sight of the Longgang sentry post. However, at this moment, a black line appeared in the distant sky, like a tsunami rising from the sea, which made General Lin Tian, ​​who was standing at the highest point, say:

“Here they come!”

These words echoed in the ears of 1.2 million soldiers, reminding them to tighten their strings and prepare for battle. Under the flag of Daxia, some new soldiers held their swords tightly, sweat dripping down their faces. The serious atmosphere of the battlefield almost crushed them. The heaviness seemed to have shattered their heroic dreams at this moment. As for the fantasy of killing people in the past, it disappeared completely under the atmosphere around them.

Many recruits thought they could become famous in one battle, and that their bravery and wit would allow them to survive on the battlefield, which was extremely rare. But although they did not see the enemy at the moment, in their minds, they seemed to have seen thousands of troops rushing towards them. They were swords and spears that could kill people, and practitioners who could kill hundreds or thousands of people with a wave of their hands.

Swallowing his saliva, the bravest recruit panicked and his legs began to tremble. The middle-aged man who was also a veteran and father patted his shoulder and said with a little comfort:

"Don't be nervous. Save your strength for later."

For the first time, the new soldier looked at his father with such deep affection. His previous contempt and disdain were now replaced by admiration. He once blamed his father for fighting for so many years but not holding any official position, and for the family being poor and having only porridge and steamed buns. But now he realized that standing here without wetting his pants, or being qualified to buy things with the country's money, was a great recognition.

"Put everything you learned during training into the battlefield. Don't be stingy and don't be nervous. Remember! You must pay attention to your surroundings. Go where there are more companions. If I die, don't worry about it."

"father."

The new soldier was filled with reluctance, even his nose was sore and he was about to cry, as if he had seen the weathered man in front of him die on the battlefield. He had not called him dad for a long time, but just called him old guy in a very unfilial way. But today, the old guy and the little guy were going to fight together. This was every man's dream, but he was very reluctant to let it go when it really happened.

"I feel like neither of us can survive today."

"We can't let the elderly send off the young."

The little guy's attitude was somewhat negative, and the old soldier stopped trying to comfort him. Now the arrow is already on the string, and it must be shot no matter what. Regret is useless, and the only way is to charge forward bravely. Looking to the west, with his strength and position, he can't see anything, but the terrifying army is approaching quickly, as if it has been staring at its prey for a long time and finally started to hunt.

The most terrifying thing is the hunter who gives up lurking, because only with absolute confidence can he walk in front of the prey openly. The hunters know, and Nan Shang also knows at this time, that no matter how Da Xia counterattacks, it will not win!

The moment the deer saw the predatory tiger, it was doomed to be unable to escape. Even though it was good at jumping and running, it was still inferior to the strong tiger. Although some deer could escape from the tiger's mouth, such things were enough to be called miracles, and not every deer could create them. Daxia, the stubborn deer, was unwilling to give up, but if the tiger bit its throat, all chances would be lost. Therefore, if it wanted to have a chance of winning, it could not fail too badly at this level!

"Thirty miles to go!"

When Lin Tian's voice sounded, 1.2 million people were all moved. Many of these people had fought against the Nan Shang army before, and they were afraid of that kind of disciplined killing machine. The coordination of that kind of existence was extremely perfect, coupled with the cold-bloodedness of not caring about life and death, the combat power was unprecedented. And this also aroused the fighting spirit of everyone!

Today is a matter of life and death. Even if there is no mobilization, everyone is doing things that burn their lives and blood. Daxia has been silent for too long, so many people have forgotten its temper. It is stubborn and will not admit defeat to anyone. If you want to make them slaves and change the "Xia" on the flag to "Nan Shang", no one will agree!

Even in summer, the wind in the air was a little cool because of the high terrain. The cool wind rustled the flags and lifted the cloaks of the generals and practitioners.

The warriors stood in front of the army, feeling the wind and regulating their own vitality. They would attack first, while the imperial army would hide in the dark to deal with the enemy's attack. Lin Tian stood on the sentry post, staring at the west. The wood under his feet trembled slightly, and finally shook Lin Tian's body.

The shaking became stronger and stronger, and Lin Tian's expression became worse and worse. The number of Nan Shang's army was still unknown, but they could make such a noise more than 20 miles away, which showed how many of them there were and how well-equipped they were. However, the shaking became stronger and stronger, like an earthquake, which made them wonder, were their opponents really human?

Some of the new recruits, who were already weak in the knees, were shocked and collapsed to the ground, with people around them cursing and pulling them. The talisman master in the team wanted to attack, but Lin Tian waved his hand to stop him. He stood at the front of the team, facing many soldiers, and shouted to hold on.

This sound was like a dragon's roar, changing the direction of the cold wind in the air and making everyone's heads heat up. They wanted to rush forward and start their own hacking and killing, unwilling to endure such torture. But the more you lose your temper, the easier it is to lose!

The experienced soldiers set an example and even used the most old-fashioned method of provoking the enemy, shouting loudly:

"My horse is steadier than yours! Stand still!"

The army of Nan Shang was getting closer and closer, and finally entered the eyes of the soldiers, not just the practitioners. Everyone saw that it was a very wide black line, composed of countless soldiers. The black line was also countless feet, rising and falling very powerfully, and in an orderly manner, as if thousands of people were one person. The strength of the Nan Shang army was reflected in its absolute obedience and iron-like discipline, which was now seen by the people of the Da Xia Alliance.

The sky had been rendered the black of armor, and their footsteps caused the uniform black armor on their bodies to make metallic clanging sounds. The army's horns awakened the murderous and aggressive nature in them, driving the soldiers in front to move forward with their shields, and also forcing the soldiers behind to follow closely, not lagging behind.

The stones and grass on the ground were lifted high. This masterpiece made the southern merchants extremely satisfied. They seemed to have seen victory ahead, but the Daxia Alliance took a few steps forward and prepared to deal with any impact.

"Prepare for war—"

The high-pitched voice was drawn out for a long time, and it echoed in the world with a bit of hoarseness. Lin Tian clenched his fists, watched the army gradually approaching, and began to form seals.

The contract space tore open a very wide crack, and a huge ancient spiny dragon jumped out, causing the ground to shake a little more. When the ferocious face covered with scars faced the Southern Merchants' army, its aura had become a substantial air wave, and it went towards the Southern Merchants' army with angry and high-pitched roars.

A strong wind blew up from the low sky, causing the front row of soldiers in the Southern Merchant Army to pause for a few steps and have difficulty walking. But it was only for a few seconds, because there was also a big dragon in the Southern Merchant Army, which was made of metal. It landed in front of the team and bit the air wave without leaving any trace. The big dragon had thousands of swords on its back, and its voice was low, causing Lin Tian's thornback dragon to swing its tail and move forward while whipping the earth, covering its roar before stopping.

The low and hoarse roar of the stegosaurus could not compare to that of the spinosaur, but the latter did not just want to show its bravery, but hid all its emotions in its roar. This roar was a declaration of war and a show of determination, as well as dissatisfaction with the outcome of the last war. If they wanted to destroy Daxia, the first person they had to ask was Lin Tian! As the head of Daxia's military commanders, Lin Tian would not let Daxia fall unless he died in battle, which would be difficult to do.

Nan Shang was still approaching, and with a little more distance, they could launch a charge. The tense atmosphere made the sky two colors, each holding one side. But the Daxia Alliance seemed weaker. Standing in the middle, how could you know the number of enemy troops? How could you know that you were inferior? The soldiers had no choice but to resist. Lin Tian's shout made everyone feel better.

"The enemy has two million men, equal to ours!"

"ridiculous."

In front of the Southern Merchant Army, Jianlong stood next to an extremely sturdy iron-faced general. The black iron mask had no expression or features, but Lin Tian was very familiar with it. He looked into their eyes even though they were ten miles apart. They were generals from two countries, and they had fought to the death many times, but they never won. They only hoped that they could win this time, turning the other side into a corpse, so that they would no longer block him or stand in his way.

Wherever Lin Tian and the Iron-faced General looked, the ground was in a mess and full of wounds. After the war, this land will be renovated and watered with blood, growing the seeds of hatred and hatred for the times. But looking at Lin Tian's eyes, there is hope of winning hidden in the killing intent, which is really stupid. But it's good this way, they are more excited this way, crushing the opponent's hope is what he likes to do most, and he likes the enemy's wailing and misery even more!

Moving forward and getting closer, the soldiers of the Daxia Alliance rolled their feet and took two steps back when a vortex appeared on the ground. Facing the attack that Nanshang was about to launch, they were a little panicked, but suddenly there was a buzzing sound, causing both teams to stop.

Daxia and Nanshang were separated by more than five miles. In the very center, a golden talisman array emerged, bringing about tremendous waves and fluctuations, causing the practitioners on both sides to panic and even reveal some despair.

This kind of fluctuation was not something they could resist, let alone match. In front of it, even the talisman masters in the imperial army felt inferior and could only bow their heads and wait for death.

The practitioners of Daxia were all disheartened, thinking that the war was doomed to fail. When did Nanshang have such a trick? Was this scale and this kind of aura a talisman array Nanshang was preparing for? Nanshang was also stunned. The troops that were about to charge stopped after the Iron-faced General raised the big iron sword, not daring to act rashly.

"General, what's going on?"

The soldiers were in chaos. The Iron-faced General did not know the origin of this talisman formation, but he felt that it looked familiar. But how could Daxia have such a talisman master? If such a talisman master was in the Daxia camp, wouldn't they be destroyed by him alone?

"Don't panic, it's the academy's talisman array!"

The Iron-faced General suddenly realized that Daxia had also heard such rumors, and he was relieved. In the constantly rotating talisman array, three figures emerged. Their appearance made both sides stare for a long time. Daxia was the first to cheer!

The once reviled liar was now welcomed by 1.2 million people like a savior. Their cheers rose from the ground to the sky, drowning out Xia Xiao and the other two. And their emotions changed when they looked at each other. Xia Xiao looked at Wang Ling, said quietly, "Good luck to you," and then led Ah Zhu to the army of the Great Xia Alliance.

Before leaving the academy and coming here, Xia Xiao behaved very normally, but now he showed his claws, which made Wang Ling feel scared. However, this is their fate. They were classmates in the academy, but after leaving the academy, they are enemies who must fight to the death!

When the talisman formation disappeared, they each returned to their own camps, bringing great motivation and support to their armies, causing the soldiers to raise their swords and shout loudly to cheer themselves up!

Everyone in the Great Xia Alliance knew how powerful Xia Xiao was, and they also knew that he had reached the Venerable Realm. Yesterday, they had learned that Xia Xiao would come to the battlefield and that others could not come, but he came at this critical moment, which was the right time!

As Xia Xiao's graceful figure fell, the people of Daxia, who were facing east, noticed that the sun had risen in the sky. They had been gathering here since dark until now. Their eyes deceived themselves, making them think it was still early, but the light from the east had completely illuminated the word "Xia" on the flag!

"General, we are here."

Xia Xiao stood beside Lin Tian. He had the strength to stand here. He was at the same level as Lin Tian at the level of the Fruit of the Venerable Realm. Because of Xia Xiao's age and other factors, he was still above Lin Tian. Others dared not to say anything. He was no longer the boy who was kicked out of Zhenxun. He was now enough to shut anyone up!

The girl next to Xia Xiao had long chestnut hair, which was very eye-catching. Lin Tian looked at her and found that she was the same age as Azhu mentioned in Xia Xiao's letter. But he didn't expect that there was a disciple of the academy who was the same age as Xia Xiao. The students who walked up the mountainside of the academy were all considered to be gifted, but it was incredible that this girl had such achievements at such a young age. He originally thought that there was only one person like Xia Xiao in the Great Wilderness, but he didn't expect there was another one.

Lin Tian patted Xia Xiao on the shoulder and exhaled deeply, indicating that this was a very difficult battle. Xia Xiao nodded. He was ready. There was a surprise for Nan Shang in his backpack. Many practitioners were looking at Xia Xiao. They had all heard of Xia Xiao, and many had seen him. But since Xia Xiao entered the academy, this was the first time he had seen him. But now he had an extraordinary demeanor, which was very different from before, but why didn't he have any aura at all?

Before these guys could think, an extremely strong air wave had already appeared on the Nan Shang side, and it slammed towards this side, like a huge wave washing over dry land, trying to fill all the holes and traps in it.