Chapter 650: The Emperor’s Husband Zhao Duan comes to fight!
The Liao people's army has arrived!
The morning light illuminated the land outside the city, and the sounds of drums and trumpets rolled across the entire border town.
The soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed to the top of the city wall, and the flags fluttered in the wind, as if the whole sky was filled with solemnity.
"General!" The first person to climb to the top of the city wall and come to Zhao Duan's side was Zhao Shixiong.
The de facto commander of the Southwestern Frontier Army stayed up all night, donning a full set of armor and dressed as if for the battlefield.
Behind him, Gongsun, also in military uniform, followed closely with two swords on her back. The female general looked heroic and eye-catching.
Zhao Duan nodded, stood up, and was about to say something, but suddenly turned his head and saw three figures rushing up to the top of the city wall in no particular order.
They were all wearing cloaks, but now they stood on the top of the city wall, revealing their true faces one by one.
They were the three priests Yuxiu, Jinjian and Han Zhao.
"Coming?"
"Here I come."
With a brief nod and no extra words, the group looked at the horizon outside the city at the same time.
At this time, the sun slowly rose, the sky and the earth became brighter, the morning mist dissipated, and the army in the distance approached little by little.
With their extraordinary eyesight, they were the first to see the large number of refugees.
They were driven to be the "vanguard" and rushed to the front. Behind the refugees were ferocious "fangs beasts".
These ferocious beasts, which are almost monsters, became the best "chariots" when controlled by the Liao warriors.
Then, there was the Liao people's infantry army, a black mass that was so terrifying just by looking at it.
"As expected, these bastards are trying to drive the refugees to attack the city." Gongsun said angrily.
Han Zhao asked curiously:
"What's the point? Can these captured refugees even attack the city?"
Zhao Shixiong explained in a deep voice:
"It's not an attack, it's a cover. Do you see those ferocious beasts? The enemy's real main force of the attack will hide among these refugees, using them as cover.
In this case, if we were to throw rocks and kerosene from the city walls to defend the city, we would kill a large number of civilians."
This is undoubtedly an extremely vicious method.
Even when Xu Jingtang faced the artillery of the Shenjiying, he only tied up some civilians near the city wall to make the Shenjiying wary, but he did not dare to really risk the wrath of the world and drive the people to be cannon fodder.
But the Liao people have no psychological burden at all.
"What should we do then?" Yuxiu frowned.
"Aren't our hands tied?"
At this time, the army outside the city was getting closer and closer, and the refugees were running in panic.
Like a flood bursting through a dam, it is about to break down the city wall.
Zhao Duan said calmly:
"It's very simple, just don't let the other party rush over."
He met their gazes, as if smiling:
"I heard a saying long ago that the best defense is offense. Gentlemen, the enemy chief has arrived. Will you follow me into the midst of thousands of troops and behead him?"
Tuoba Weizhi took a step forward silently.
The three priests were also well prepared and stepped forward enthusiastically.
"Madam, you stay here and take charge of the situation. I will follow the governor down the city to fight for my father." Zhao Shixiong suddenly looked at Gongsun gently.
Gongsun was stunned for a moment, and one of his attendants hurriedly said, "General, you can't..."
However, Zhao Shixiong interrupted him with a domineering wave of his hand. The man, who was not tall, raised his hand and grabbed it. Ripples spread across the space and the heavy Soul-Breaking Sword came into his hand.
He looked at Zhao Duan and smiled:
"The commander-in-chief is leading the charge, so how can I, Zhao, be afraid to move forward? Please."
Zhao Duan looked at him deeply, smiled faintly, and suddenly shook off his cloak, revealing a bright robe. He held the sword in his hand, looked at the army outside the city, and his energy was deep in his dantian, and his voice was as loud as thunder:
"Royal husband Zhao Duan, come and fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, vigorous energy enveloped his whole body, and he suddenly rose up like a comet, and jumped off the top of the city wall in full view of everyone.
Yuxiu, Jinjian, Han Zhao, Tuoba Weizhi, Zhao Shixiong... the five of them were a step behind and followed.
The six major worlds join forces to charge.
The emperor's husband Zhao Duan...Zhao Duan?
As the sound rolled over the border town, countless generals on the city walls were stunned, with expressions of disbelief.
Then the soldiers and even the common people in the city were stunned and doubted their ears.
Did I hear correctly? Someone claimed to be the Emperor's Husband? Zhao Duan?
And...how come even the general jumped off the city wall with a sword in hand?
On the top of the city wall, Gongsun bit her red lip, suddenly turned around and rushed to the war drum, snatched the drumstick from the soldier's hand, beat the drum with all her might, and shouted loudly amid the rapid sound of the war drum:
"The Emperor of Dayu has led the top disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion to assist in the battle. The southwest border troops are beating drums to meet the enemy!!!"
Meet the enemy!
The sound of the drum startled all the dazed people, and then, countless officers and soldiers on and off the city walls had red faces and were in great surprise.
The Zhao Duan who killed Xu Jingtang, then Xu Wen, and put down the civil unrest within a few months?
At this moment, the generals in the army finally understood why their general had undergone such a drastic change.
At this moment, watching the six people in the world join forces to rush towards the enemy, everyone's blood rushed to their heads, and the sound of drums, trumpets, and cheers were continuous like the tide!
And the countless refugees,獠人 warriors, and ferocious beasts outside the city all looked at that man almost at the same time because of this thunderous declaration.
…
"boom!"
Zhao Duan, holding a stun knife, fell heavily on the top of the city wall like a meteorite, and a circle of violent air waves exploded with his legs as the center, blowing away large pieces of earth and rocks.
At the same time, a shocking scene took place. The vicious beasts behind the refugees who were about to charge into the battle formation almost simultaneously closed their eyes, fell to the ground with a bang, and stopped moving.
"Go around the refugees and follow me into the battle!"
The image of the dragon girl quickly dimmed in Zhao Duan's pupils.
The wild god in his body had not taken action since it devoured the "Guhuo Zhenren". Just now, Zhao Duan deliberately shouted loudly, not only to boost morale, but more importantly, to attract the attention of those beasts.
He drained the dragon girl's reserved magic power and knocked down dozens of evil beasts at the same time.
It also stopped the enemy's momentum of attacking the city.
Is this okay?
Zhao Shixiong and others were shocked, but saw that Zhao Duan had left a shadow and was the first to attack the Liao people's battle formation, and they hurriedly followed him.
When countless "cannon fodders" heard the three words "Zhao Duan", hope lit up in their eyes.
Then, seeing the "beast" that was chasing him closely behind him "die", he instinctively lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and turned his head to look back, only to see a bloody scene:
The sword in Zhao Duan's hand was wrapped in a thick aura. With one slash of the sword, several Liao warriors in front of him had their eyebrows cracked at the same time, blood spurted from their mouths, and they fell down with their heads raised!
The "group attack" ability of this sword finally came into play at this moment.
Zhao Duan did not use any magic or fancy abilities. At this moment, he transformed into a pure warrior in battle.
His body was surrounded by a radiant glow, which blocked the swords and weapons coming from all directions. The internal force in his Qi Sea was continuously poured into the blade, and he swung it forward, causing limbs to fly everywhere.
Even though the Liao people's combat power far exceeds that of the Yu soldiers, they still have no ability to resist against the most perfect warriors in the world!
Not just him.
The other five people also surrounded him and used their own methods.
Wherever Zhao Shixiong's Soul-Breaking Sword pointed, heads flew up and the souls in the corpses flew up in fear and were swallowed by the sword.
Jade sleeves and flying swords surrounded his body, and blood flowers continued to bloom all around him.
Jin Jian swallowed the pill and was now extremely clear-headed. He waved his staff and the stars and the moon surged in tides.
Han Zhao rode the wind, slapping out with his palms, continuously knocking warriors away.
As for Tuoba Weizhi, he was like a ghost, following Zhao Duan closely. His movements were simple and unpretentious. He just punched, retracted his fist, punched, retracted his fist, and countless corpses fell at his feet.
…
The Liao people’s central army.
"Zhao Duan?!"
Xu Jianwen was riding on the back of a demon blood horse, holding the reins tightly. The moment he saw Zhao Duan jump off the top of the city wall, his blood rushed to his head.
He stared at Zhao Duan who was charging in front of the formation, his knuckles turning white, but he muttered:
"Could it be him... Could it be him who infiltrated DJI..."
The "First Warrior" Po Yun, who was tall and straight, with thick hair, a fierce look in his eyes, and a handsome appearance, also narrowed his eyes:
"Is he the Zhao Duan that Your Highness mentioned? He doesn't look very smart, yet he actually thinks he can attack us with just a few men."
Xu Jianwen suddenly turned his head, stared at him, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't underestimate this man! He possesses the secrets of my royal family and has killed celestial beings."
Po Yun was still unruly and said calmly:
"What kind of celestial being is that Prince Jing? However, I really want to see what abilities this man possesses."
"What are you going to do?" Xu Jianwen stared at him, feeling uneasy.
Po Yun took a deep breath, his bones crackling, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes:
"Of course we have to fight. Otherwise, are we going to let them continue to kill us? We can't afford to waste the lives of our warriors like this."
Xu Jianwen stared at him, breathing rapidly, and said:
"No matter how strong a cultivator is, he can't withstand a large crowd. As long as you pile up people, you can wear them down. When they are weak, you can attack them..."
Po Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold as he stared at Xu Jianwen and said:
"Your Highness! The ones who died were warriors of my tribe, not cannon fodder under your command!"
The Liao people were few in number, and he could not accept wasting human lives.
After saying this, without waiting for Xu Jianwen to speak, Po Yun gave the order in a deep voice:
"All the strong men follow me to meet the enemy!"
Then, the strongest Liao warriors from each tribe in the crowd responded, and together with Poyun, they held weapons, stomped the ground hard, and rushed towards the six people in the world!
"You..." Xu Jianwen was shaking with anger, but he was powerless to stop it. He turned to look at Qi Yuchun:
"You go over there too. Be careful of Zhao Duan. If something goes wrong, come back immediately!"
Qi Yuchun nodded expressionlessly, took a step forward, reached out and pulled out a long spear wrapped in cloth from behind.
He shook his wrist, and with a "swish" sound, the spear revealed its true appearance, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light.
The former commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards, who had also entered into worldly perfection, took action again.
…
“Back off!”
Zhao Duan sensed the dangerous aura approaching from the front, so he decisively drew his sword and led the five people to retreat.
However, Liaoren masters such as Poyun were one step faster. They each chose their opponents, cut the six worlds apart, and dispersed them into different small battlefields.
Han Zhaoyu flew back, but a flying axe cut off a piece of his clothes.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he saw a fat and burly Fang master with axes stuck all over his body walking towards him. With a wave of his hand, the spinning and flying axes returned to his palm.
"I recognize you, the priest of the Tianshi Mansion," the master Pang Shuo grinned.
"I heard you are good at magic?"
Han Zhao pondered for a moment: "Actually, I am an exception..."
"What a coincidence," the other party laughed, "I just like making exceptions."
Han Zhao: “…”
"Yuxiu, we meet again. Last time I let you escape from La Garden, today I can finally avenge that sword strike from you."
A middle-aged Liao man with red skin stared at Yu Xiu. His skin became increasingly red, and his blood vessels turned purple. Every step he took left a bloody footprint on the ground.
Yuxiu had no expression on her face.
As Jin Jian retreated in the moonlight, a female Liaoren voice echoed in his ears: "Haha, a little sister this old, are you also imitating humans to fight and kill? Will you come back with me?"
Jin Jian turned his head and stared warily at a female Liaoren master covered with colorful pendants, frowning: What is this guy mumbling about?
"Zhao Shixiong, your opponent is me."
Zhao Shixiong was about to approach Zhao Duan, but was stopped by Qi Yuchun who was holding a spear.
The "Southwest Thin Tiger" frowned and said coldly, "Qi Yuchun, where is Xu Jianwen?"
Qi Yuchun said, "You are not worthy to see His Highness."
Jian Wen is really alive... Zhao Shixiong looked at him with disdain: "You are no match for this general."
"Really?" Qi Yuchun sneered:
"How can you know if you haven't tried? Besides... Zhao Shixiong, how can you be sure that I haven't made any progress in this period of time?"
…
"Master, he is Po Yun, very powerful, I can kill him."
Tuoba Weizhi, who was wearing a black robe and covering his face, said in a low voice.
Zhao Duan squinted his eyes, holding the knife, looking at the young man running towards him from a distance, and shook his head:
"I want to try it first. You stop the people around you and remember not to act too strong."
As Tuoba Weizhi was a "secret weapon", Zhao Duan told her not to reveal her identity and full strength too early before the war.
This is to prevent the other party from having a backup plan, and also to avoid revealing the trump card right away and scaring the other party away.
in addition……
In Zhao Duan's mind, the words that the empress had said to him echoed. That was when the empress was in the palace before she went to war. Zhao Duan asked how to advance to the half-step celestial being.
"Half-step to Heaven?" Xu Zhen looked at him and shook his head.
“In fact, half-step to heaven is not a clear state. Instead, after the world is perfected, the cultivator attempts to gradually resonate with heaven and earth. The deeper the resonance, the closer to heaven. After taking about fifty steps, one becomes half-step to heaven.
The sorcerer's method of resonance is to become the incarnation of the deity they cultivate, constantly deepening their understanding of the deity's 'Tao.' As for warriors, the simplest way is to fight others, fight with the strong, and fight with the stronger ones.
Zhao Duan came back to his senses, stroked the hilt of his sword, and looked at the "first warrior of the Liao people" who landed several feet in front of him, and felt eager to try.
"Are you Zhao Duan?"
A look of scrutiny appeared on Poyun's handsome and frivolous face, and he spoke in standard Yu dialect.
He was over two meters tall, so he looked down at Zhao Duan. His eyes swept over "Tuoba Weizhi" who was fighting with other tribesmen not far away, but he didn't pay much attention to him.
I just thought he was a martial arts master from the Yu State.
After all, when the Liao people grow up, their body shape is very different from that of the Yu people.
Zhao Duan stood with his sword in hand, looking at him calmly:
"It seems my fame has spread abroad, but it's a pity."
"What a pity?" Po Yun asked with a little curiosity.
Zhao Duan said seriously:
"Unfortunately, you met me. So, you will definitely die today, I said."
(End of this chapter)
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