I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

At the end of Haishi, south of Fengyuan City.

The drums are heard on the battlefield, and the dust and smoke are rolled up by the soldiers.

Murderous aura glowed in the dim light of the cold iron, and the sound of drums all over the field was inexplicably tragic.

The loud sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in the night, and the entire Fengyuan City was resonated by this depressing sound, as if the whole world was singing in harmony.

As soon as the two hours came, the 330,000 Ningshu-Feng allied forces began to move slowly, moving towards the distant Ganhui company battalion little by little.

How spectacular the army formation of more than 300,000 people is, it is difficult to describe this scene in words.

But what is even more exaggerated is the army of more than 700,000 Qianhui troops waiting in full battle.

The soldiers are strictly armored, and the guns and knives reflect the moon.

All 700,000 people went out of the camp, and set up several layers of tight defense lines in the direction facing Fengyuan, and the two characters "Qian" and "Hui" were fluttering in the night.

In such a battle in the plains, there are not many tactics at all, the comparison is that a brave man wins when he meets on a narrow road.

Because of this, at least at this moment, the Qianhui army lacking generals did not show the slightest timidity in fighting, and all the soldiers had the determination to break the boat.

Fighting in a foreign country, coupled with the current situation, they have no way out.

If this battle cannot be won, then everyone must know what is waiting for them.

Therefore, no matter how exhausted these 700,000 people are under the repeated harassment of the Heavenly Dog army, they can only face the enemy with strength.

Even until this moment, their reinforcements have not arrived

"Helmsman!"

"Master Chu has sent a letter!"

Going back to the army company camp, when the distance between the two armies outside the camp was only a few miles away, inside one of the few military tents that were still lighted, a man suddenly stood up with a "babble" and held his hand high. With a piece of Mother-Child jade.

He took two quick steps, handed the jade to Zhuang Zhiming with a serious face, and then watched the latter nervously with the rest of the people, not daring to breathe.

Since the surprise attack on Wei Changtian that night was successful, this was the first news from Chu Xianping, and probably the last time before the end of the Xinfeng War.

And there is no doubt that the "instructions" in this message will most likely affect, or even determine the outcome of this battle.

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There was a dead silence inside the military tent, and there was no wind or sound outside the military tent.

I don't know if it is "the calm before the storm", but when this bloody and cruel battle is approaching, everything from the night sky to the earth becomes silent, even the weeds are motionless.

From nervousness, to surprise, to astonishment, to excitement, to doubt.

Zhuang Zhiming held the Mother-Child jade in his hand, his expression changed several times in just a few tens of breaths.

After a few more breaths, he finally put down the jade that was no longer hot, raised his head and glanced around at the people in the tent who were staring at him.

"Everyone, if things happen tonight, we will finally get a glimpse of the secret of the first rank."

A calm voice sounded slowly, and just one sentence made everyone's eyes widen suddenly, and their breathing became rapid.

As I said before, Zhuang Zhiming and Chu Xianping are not "superior and superior", but just a cooperative relationship.

And the reason why he was willing to obey Chu Xianping's order could only be the Moon Picking Sword.

What kind of deal Zhuang Zhiming made with Chu Xianping, and how he was sure that Chu Xianping would fulfill his promise, these are still unknown and not important.

The important thing is that after tonight, Chu Xianping will hand over the moon picking sword manual to him.

As for what the last thing he's going to do about it is.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, Lao Yang, stay here."

"Remember, after the war you will"

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Turning to look at the three of them, Zhuang Zhiming said a few words seriously.

Then, under the eyes of everyone who gradually became astonished, he said to the other six people in a deep voice:

"You guys, come with me!"

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"call!"

Like a gust of wind passing by, the seven people including Zhuang Zhiming disappeared after a few breaths, leaving only the three men with the lowest Realm still standing in the tent.

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all saw a trace of shock from the bottom of their hearts in each other's eyes.

Because it was only at this moment that they finally understood how big Chu Xianping's handwriting was.

Clouds cover the moon, Shrouding the Heavens crushes the ground.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, there are still two quarters of an hour before the decisive battle.

"Rumble!"

Surrounded by black armor, when the army formation that stretched for several miles slowly stopped, the golden commander-in-chief flag in the middle of the army also slowly stopped shaking.

Looking over the heads of countless soldiers, Han Zhao glanced at the endless fire on the opposite side, and his eyes fell on Wei Changtian beside him.

Obviously, he was waiting for the latter to give the final order to attack.

The moon is dark, the wind stops, and the sand sinks.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was silent, only horses neighing sporadically.

Being on this extremely oppressive battlefield, Wei Changtian suddenly felt that everything was a bit magical.

Two years ago, I was just an ordinary person running around for survival.

And now.

To be honest, this is the first time Wei Changtian has experienced such a scene.

He didn't take part in the earliest Fengning National War.

During the Battle of Shuzhou, Guanghan County was defending the city, and the Niutoushan ambush was considered a one-sided massacre.

But in the recent battle of Liangzhou, he didn't go to the surprise attack on Xianchi, and he didn't even fight the subsequent battles at all.

Therefore, although he has been more or less involved in every battle, he has never really seen a large-scale war scene.

What's more, it is the most tragic plain army battle.

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Taking a deep breath, Wei Changtian felt that the air around him seemed to become thicker and thicker, and every breath was a heroic smell.

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it.

Until now, he finally realized what extreme depression is.

It is a silence in which tens of thousands of people hold their breath, and a tremor in which thousands of hearts beat.

For Wei Changtian, for Xu Suisui, for Chu Xianping, and for Lu Hongji, this battle involved too many conflicts of interest and conspiracy.

But for the millions of ordinary soldiers standing on the battlefield at this moment, they are not for themselves, but for the king and the country.

One inch of mountains and rivers and one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young people and one hundred thousand soldiers.

Hundreds of thousands of people are united to fight for thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the world.

There is no doubt that countless people will die tonight.

But just like Wei Changtian's feat of breaking into the enemy's camp alone a few days ago, no matter how heroic and turbulent this battle was, what can be left in the history books is only a small sentence.

"call!"

A gust of wind passed by, and the real dragon emerged.

Under the attention of all the people, Wei Changtian stepped onto the dragon's head with one step, and his whole body was full of golden light.

Normally, at this point he should have given an exciting pep talk.

However, he just slowly pulled out the Longquan Sword, pointed it straight forward, and after a few breaths, roared out two or four words that shook the world.

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"Wind blows!!!"

"Kill the thief!!!!"