Si Yi lowered his head slightly to resist the sudden strong wind. Since he was a child, he knew the many benefits of cultivators in the Great Wilderness and their importance to a country. But in his memory, no cultivator had ever attacked him, so the sharp arrow at this time dazzled his eyes.

The cold light brought back memories, to a long time ago, when he could still look at the short-branched hibiscus flowers, and they had not yet bloomed all over the Yunying Palace. At that time, his father was still alive, and he would take him for a walk in the back garden during his rare free time, not to cheer him up or praise him, but to teach him some principles that he should know since childhood.

The common people all hope that their sons will become successful and their daughters will become phoenixes, let alone the ruler of a country? Therefore, the emperor asked Si Yi:

"Yier, you will inherit the throne in the future. Do you know what is the most important thing for an emperor?"

Si Yi was still young at the time, but he could already make some sense. He felt that for an emperor, the most important thing must be prestige, but his father shook his head and said that before prestige comes stability. So what is stability? And how to do it? The father who existed in the distant memory suddenly reached out his hand and poked at Si Yi's eyes in response to this question.

Si Yi dodged hastily, took a few steps back, and blinked repeatedly, but his father just smiled and said:

"This is the steadiness that an emperor should have. Look! Your subjects are here. No matter what you face, you must remain unmoved. The danger should be blocked by your loyal subjects, and you, you must keep everyone's heart steady!"

Si Yi was stunned for a long time, but what if the ministers around him were villains? His father said that if he could not see through the treacherous and loyal ministers, the emperor must be lacking. Some truths are simple, but to understand them, you need to feel and think for a long time. Si Yi gradually understood after his father's death. He also went to the tree in the hot summer and watched the leaves swaying, but blinking is an instinct that cannot be trained deliberately.

But at this moment, Si Yi's eyes were filled with determination and confidence. He leaned forward and gritted his teeth, steadying his horse, his eyes always staring forward, never shifting a single inch.

Many soldiers have spoken out, some even disregarding discipline and running out of the team, eager to rescue the emperor. At this time, it is time to dodge, no need to force calmness. And even if a cultivator takes action to help the emperor block the arrows, the gusts of air that will be caused are beyond his ability to withstand. Their emperor is not a cultivator!

The people of Daxia were anxious, while the people of Nanguo and Shelie were mostly impressed. However, Xie Helin looked like he was just watching the fun. Si Yi was so arrogant and boasted that he would kill a hundred people. He was just dreaming.

The wind was coming, followed by ice and snow. Although Lin Tian's swift figure rushed out from Si Yi's side and the arrow was blocked, there was indeed a wave of air that passed through Lin Tian's vitality and came from all directions towards Si Yi, who was fifty meters behind him.

"boom--"

This sound appeared relatively late in Si Yi's ears, but when the ice and snow around him were lifted up again, even if it entered his eyes and melted in his eyes, he never closed it. That stubbornness was because Si Yi didn't want to miss anything in front of him. He wanted to seize the opportunity and play the role he wanted in his first battle.

A warrior rushed out from beside him, holding up a shield in front of him in the approaching strong wind. A little joy appeared in his eyes. After many years, he did it! This was the first time for Si Yi to do this, but after the first time, he would be able to do it easily in the future. The confidence that suddenly emerged made his face more determined.

The shield's vitality spread out, helping Si Yi to resist most of the impact, and his horse was not in disarray. Many warriors turned around and looked at Si Yi with great approval, but what was he looking at with his sharp eyes?

Si Yi could not see far away through his energy, but the figure of Lin Tian in his eyes was indeed a martial arts genius rarely seen in Da Xia for a hundred years. Lin Tian was very young, about thirty years old, but he had already taken the position of a general, which showed how powerful he was. At this moment, in Si Yi's eyes, he was like a sword of Da Xia, splitting the arrow and throwing it aside.

The roar started again, but the wind wave on the side had been suppressed by Lin Tian, ​​and only a very small hole was formed on the ground. Then, his eyes went straight through the wind wave, like a hand reaching into the clouds from the ground, and saw the other side. Over there was the iron-faced general of Nan Shang, and many generals and soldiers. They were deployed in battle formation, with hateful faces, clearly invaders, but they acted as if they were coming for revenge with great righteousness.

Lin Tian slammed his fists onto the ground, and his vital energy rushed into the ground, causing the already devastated plain without any beauty to churn up steel-like thorns.

This was the most common attack method for wood cultivators, but it was not just this thing that was churning in the ground, there were also countless rock fragments. The rising and falling stone pillars and stone cones intercepted these thorny vines halfway, but someone from Daxia took action again, and continued to entangle them, causing the land in the center of the two armies to explode in an instant, forming a huge pit.

"Shoot!"

Si Yi drew his sword and raised it, then let it drop in one smooth motion. Then, arrows shot out like a torrential rain, following the sound, covering the sky as before.

No country in the Great Wilderness has soldiers that can match the archery skills of the archers of the Shelie countries. The speed and strength of their archery are unparalleled in the world. Coupled with the amplification of a talisman array, the arrows immediately descended on the heads of the southern merchants like an overwhelming force.

Buzz——

The battlefields where practitioners intervened were often less simple and crude, just like the many runes on the head of the southern merchant at this time, forming a rune array. When it turned around, all the arrows were blocked, and the arrows of the Great Xia Alliance stopped.

"Follow my path!"

When one person roared, the arrows carrying the vital energy were like meteors, but with a strange trajectory, rising from the ground, drawing a huge arc in the air, and finally hitting the talisman array heavily. This kind of vital energy had nothing to do with the pain of the talisman array, but the thousands of arrows that followed, with their powerful force and rapid frequency of continuous impact, caused violent ripples in the talisman array.

The soldiers of Nan Shang under the talisman formation were constantly moving forward, but as the ripple points of the talisman formation above their heads continued to increase, the talisman master who set up the talisman formation did not expect that it would be broken like this. However, it didn't matter anyway. For those who were high enough, Nan Shang was just playing house with Da Xia. This statement couldn't be more appropriate, and it was also a good excuse for them to underestimate the enemy.

"The cavalry will penetrate from the side. The first squad will follow me!"

"yes!"

Under the command, the warhorse quickly passed through the northern part of the pit full of thorns and gravel, while Si Yi, with his legs tucked under the horse's belly, led the troops with Lin Tian to go around from the south. The cultivators didn't care so much, and went straight through the pit to start a fierce battle.

This place was destined to become a grave today, but it was dug too small and too shallow. Both the sacrifices of the Great Xia soldiers and the sacrifices of the Southern Shang would fill it up with some left over.

The Xia family army was the second team, but Xia Xiao still went forward with Ah Zhu. Xia Jinghong and Xia Xu watched, quite worried, but did not try to stop them. They just watched them for a long time, waiting for them to withdraw and for them to take over.

Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu were riding horses, one was brave and the other was dashing, but every time they participated in a battle, they would have one less chance like this. But before leaving, as Xia Xiao said, he would definitely hurt Nan Shang by himself, and if he didn't kill him, it would be a shame to eat so many meals.

Si Yi rushed forward, brandishing the sword in his hand. He didn't look like a veteran soldier who had been through many battles, and even looked like a rookie who had never received any training. But he was not a soldier, so it was not surprising. Si Yi was the flag, the direction of the spearhead. Wherever he pointed, there would be practitioners who would quickly attack. That was enough.

As a general, Lin Tian was naturally in the group of practitioners around Si Yi. The iron sword in his hand was good at tearing. As soon as the battle started, some soldiers of Nan Shang lost their arms and legs. Si Yi stabbed them with a sword when they fell. Although the action was much more clumsy than expected and not very handsome. But when he saw a stream of blood splashing from his body, he felt a strong pleasure. Just seeing his soldiers die at the hands of Nan Shang, he dismounted after killing four people and rushed with swords in both hands.

The young emperor had never killed anyone, and the practitioners and soldiers around him were like a steel fortress, protecting him tightly inside. But his initial silence was gradually replaced by a roar of killing, as if what drove him to drop the sword was not himself, but the hatred of the entire Daxia for the Nanshang invaders and the souls of the deceased soldiers.

"kill--"

After killing one person, his hands became rusty. After killing ten people, his armor and robes were covered in blood. After killing the twentieth person, Si Yi was finally able to smoothly complete the two seemingly simple sword-dropping and sword-stabbing movements.

As Si Yi followed the practitioners forward, he gradually reached the front of the entire alliance army, and his influence increased again, causing countless soldiers to roar and rejoice, ready to charge forward. They brandished swords and looked like villains from hell, but the Great Xia Alliance was protecting their own homeland today, not invading other people's land. So as Si Yi stepped forward and the others followed closely, the alliance army of the first squad was extremely excited and fought very happily.

Practitioners use their vital energy to kill people, which is very convenient, but most of them only kill half of the Nan Shang soldiers and hand them over to Si Yi. Most of the people killed by the latter are like this. As an emperor, although this shows his feelings and boosts morale, he should complete the quota of 100 Nan Shang soldiers earlier and then go back to take charge. If he stays on the battlefield, Lin Tian and others will not be able to let go.

Compared to the clear minds of the crowd, Si Yi couldn't think that much now. This was the first time he was thrown into the noisy battlefield. In the past, when he stood on the city wall, he was worried about the soldiers and wondered why some people stood there in a daze and took so long to react before taking action. Now he realized that from the moment he stood here, his brain was extremely confused.

The noise all around was so chaotic that Si Yi couldn't hear what it all meant, but amid the screams of grief, he saw the Great Xia soldiers fall down with a thud not far away.

The fallen soldier screamed, and several long blood threads came out from his teeth that had been stained red. Then he stood up and slashed with the sword in his hand, breaking the leg bone of the southern merchant who was about to leave. Seeing him rolling on the ground, the soldier finally breathed his last breath with satisfaction. Such sacrifices were countless. Si Yi looked around and saw that dozens of people died in this moment alone.

There were many places that Si Yi could not see, so the death toll of over 500 was not an exaggeration. Some wounded soldiers lay on the ground, begging for help, no one wanted to die, but no matter how much they called for their mothers, their relatives would not see their previous bravery and their current misery.

Finally, someone understood the significance of this moment. He turned over suddenly, and with a heavy gasp, he used the weapon beside him to chop down all the southern merchants around him, but he also spat out two mouthfuls of blood under the sharp weapon, and bid farewell to this world.

The roar was extremely loud. Si Yi chopped off the head of the southern merchant with a knife. Looking at the blood spurting out after his neck was broken, he was full of resentment and anger. His Great Xia had always only guarded the land left by his ancestors and never took advantage of others. But even so, there were still livestock like the southern merchants who tried to occupy their homes.

The cultivator of Nan Shang was like a ghost leopard at night, jumping out from nowhere and knocking the cultivator beside Si Yi away. This feeling made him lose his judgment instantly. Was he knocked down because of himself? Or was he the target of the enemy warrior? Si Yi thought it was the former, but he could not interfere in the fight between warriors.

"Your Majesty, go on!"

After Lin Tian's call, Si Yi hurriedly turned his head and saw a man coming towards him, so he held the sword with both hands and stabbed at him. Si Yi's strength was not great, and his body was a little tilted, but the sword in his hand still pierced the man's body.

With his legs apart, Si Yi steadied himself and looked at the painful expression of the southern businessman. Without any mercy, he threw him heavily to the ground. Then, when his arms were sore, he quickly walked to the side of the practitioner who had been rushed away earlier.

"Can you stand up again?"

If Si Yi was not the emperor, no one would be willing to play this game with him at such a critical moment. However, it was precisely because of his identity and courage that the cultivator lying on the ground looked at Si Yi with respect. He reached out and grabbed Si Yi's hand, was pulled up by him, and turned around to fight together again.

Since the ministers and counselors agreed to this desperate move, it must be carried out. In Si Yi's mind, he kept counting a number. Every time it increased by one, it was closer to one hundred, which made Si Yi work harder. The latter was very self-aware. His strength was very poor, and he had to reach that number quickly, otherwise his soldiers would suffer heavy losses.

As the sword rose and fell, Si Yi showed some anxiety, which made the iron-faced general of Nan Shang laugh. The king of a country went to the battlefield. What kind of shameless decision and plan is this? Seeing him coming, Lin Tian turned around and said:

"Your Majesty, there are already one hundred of them, please return quickly!"

Si Yi only counted to eighty-nine, but many practitioners around him said the same thing as Lin Tian. Although Si Yi felt a little uncomfortable, he had to leave quickly if he wanted to help his army, so he turned around and rode towards Xiyang. This farce that he wrote and directed himself should come to an end.

"Protect His Majesty and leave!"

This is something that everyone understands even if Lin Tian doesn't say it.

Not only the Daxia people, but also all the newcomers from the alliance made way. When the young emperor passed by them, the cold wind and blood on his body made the soldiers know that this was not a show. This emperor who came from the high palace was a man of iron and blood like them, and a soldier who was capable of defending his country. But now the emperor will go back to take charge of the overall situation, and they should still stand at their posts.

The vision of the emperor and what he wants to do are beyond the understanding of these vulgar people. But they admire him immensely, because the so-called emperor is noble!