Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

With the ancient gourd and vine martial spirit combined with the ancient natural dragon martial spirit, plus Lan Yuer's rejuvenation skills, Ji Ning should have little problem.

"Report the number of casualties?"

"Nearly 2,000 people died in the Northern Desert Army, and more than 70,000 people died in the Imperial City Camp!"

"How many?"

Ling Xiao couldn't believe this number.

The conquest army formed by the Imperial City Battalion only came to 80,000 people this time, and 70,000 people died in this battle.

"It's 70,000, that's right! That guy Sikong Zun forced the army to pursue us, but we were beaten by the Black Crow Army. The whole army was not wiped out. It was Lu Chenglong and Feng Qingyan who found out in time and forced their troops to retreat. Only then did we save our lives. There were less than 10,000 people.”

"Sikong Zun is a dog thief!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely. If he had not made arrangements today and was rescued from Beimoguan by the assassin, he would have died at the hands of Sikong Zun.

More than 70,000 people were gone in a blink of an eye. Anyone who heard this would be frightened.

"Where did Feng Qingyan and the others retreat to?"

"Sikong Zun has also returned to Beimo Pass. It is relatively safe for the time being. It seems that the Black Crow Army is just surrounding them but not attacking them. They are determined to attack our Beimo City."

Ling Xiao raised his eyes and looked into the distance. The sky was gradually getting brighter. After a night of fighting, corpses were everywhere.

Of course, most of the dead were soldiers of the Divine Phoenix Empire.

The sight of those charred corpses made one's scalp numb.

"The general has handed over temporary command to me, are you convinced?"

Ling Xiao felt that he should take on this responsibility.

Ji Ning is unconscious now and cannot command this war. Although his ability is low, fortunately he has generals like Zhuge Ming, Qin Huo, Li Ruguang, and Zhang Yufei around him to assist him, so he should not be any worse off.

"Clothes!"

Ling Xiao rescued Ji Ning and helped them break up their queen. This alone was enough to convince them.

"Okay, Li Ruguang, Zhang Yufei, and Zhuge Ming, you all perform your duties and must guard the city. No one is allowed to go out of the city to fight without my order."

Ling Xiao took a deep breath. Now he could only bite the bullet and rely on the strange memories in his mind to solve the problem and win the battle.

"As you command!"

"Qin Huo, please hand over the Sirius Knights to the leadership of Meng Tong first, and temporarily serve as my general to assist me."

Among these people, only Qin Huo had truly commanded an army, and his status in Tianlong Continent was no worse than Ji Ning's.

Therefore, making him a general was something that Ling Xiao had already thought about.

After all, too many lives are involved, so there is no time to be careless.

Beimo City is already their last stronghold, and the more than 30,000 soldiers and hundreds of thousands of people left in the city are their last support.

There is no retreat.

Of course, relying on the formation after the upgrade and transformation of Beimo City, the Black Crow Empire's army did not dare to launch a general attack.

Otherwise, they risk losing too much.

There are more than one million people, but perhaps less than half will survive in the end.

This is a last resort strategy. I believe that the arrogance of Timur Mutu and Jiumo Zhiyan would prevent them from being so reckless.

Outside the attack range of the defensive formation, a man was riding on the black crow beast, wearing black armor and looking very heroic.

His face turned a little pale.

But those sharp eyes revealed shrewdness and wisdom.

That was the look of a king.

No need to ask, this person is Jiumo Zhiyan, the young prince of the Black Crow Empire.

And the domineering person sitting on the black crow beast next to him is Timur Mutu, the master of the young prince and a minister of the black crow empire.

"Jining is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"

Jiumo Zhiyan's voice was loud. Although it was not very loud, everyone could hear it clearly.

This is the effect that a warrior's powerful internal force can produce.

"Don't say that the general is not dead. Even if the general is really killed in battle, this Beimo City will fight until every soldier is killed. It will never let the iron hoof of your Black Crow Empire step even half a step!"

Ling Xiao's majestic voice also sounded. The voice was not very loud, but everyone could hear it.

Now he is the coach of an army and the hope of a city.

With great responsibility, people become solemn.

"Ling Xiao? Haha, although you have become famous in the Divine Phoenix Empire recently, you are still just a martial artist, and your cultivation level is no more than Six Arts Heaven. If Ji Ning had not died, how could he have handed over Beimo City to a young person like you? Child?"

Jiumo Zhiyan sat on the Black Crow Beast and looked at Ling Xiao with a smile. According to his speculation, even if Ji Ning was not dead, he must have been seriously injured and comatose.

This is the best opportunity to attack Beimo City.

"Jiumo Zhiyan, you are only a seventeen-year-old warrior in the Heavenly Realm. Without the help of that old Mutu dog next to you, I think you would have died in the chaos long ago. Are you pretending to be an adult with me? It's ridiculous. !”

Ling Xiao was naturally unforgiving. He could not let the morale of Beimo City decline because of him.

"Hahahaha, what a sharp mouth, but I will not blame you. I have heard that you Ling Xiao came to the Divine Phoenix Continent from the Tianlong Continent. It seems that the people in the Divine Phoenix Empire do not welcome you. In that case, why not Join me in the Black Crow Empire, I am willing to be your brother and give you a title, how about it?"

Jiumo Zhiyan’s words are really powerful.

For ordinary people, hearing such words, I am afraid that their hearts would have been filled with confusion.

However, after Ling Xiao had those brand-new memories, he felt as if he had lived a lifetime before. He didn't care at all about such trivial tricks that confuse people's minds.

"Hahahaha, you have such a sharp mouth, but I will not blame you. I have long heard that you, Jiumo, are very intelligent and wise, but you are not loved by your brothers and have been repeatedly ostracized in the court. Xiaoxiao No one cares if you have to go out to gain military glory at your young age. How about you join my account and I can treat you like a brother and give you benefits you would never expect? "

Ling Xiao chose to treat others in their own way.

"This kid is difficult to deal with. He has actually investigated your situation, little prince. It seems that it won't be that easy to get him to surrender."

Timurmutu said with a smile.

"That's right, but it would be a pity to kill such a person. If Xiao Wang has his help and the guidance of your master, there is no need to worry about accomplishing his great cause?"

Jiumo Zhiyan sighed helplessly.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at Ling Xiao again, and suddenly sang a loud war song in his mouth.

"When the smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look to the north.

The dragon curls up, the horse neighs, and the sword energy is like frost.

The heart is like the sea, the water is vast.

Who can resist for thousands of years?

Crazy with hatred, he points the sword at him.

How many loyal brothers and sisters are buried in a foreign land.

Why would you die to repay your family and country?

I couldn't bear to sigh, I was even more speechless, and my eyes were filled with blood and tears.

The horse's hooves go south, and people look north.

When one looks north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying.

I am willing to defend my territory and restore my borders!

The majestic Divine Phoenix wants to conquer all directions

Come and congratulate! "

After singing for a long time, Jiumo Zhiyan was still immersed in it.

"You are indeed a talent for being able to create such a magical war song, and I, Jiumo Zhiyan, sincerely invite you. I hope you will not miss such a good opportunity."

Finally, he raised his head and looked at Ling Xiao. This was his last chance.

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