Infinity Throne

Outside Lumen Pass.

The 20,000 Shenwu Army, plus the 500 elites of Lumen Pass, formed an army of "20,500" and fought hand to hand with the Dongwang Army.

The Dongwang Army was well-equipped and had strong men and horses.

But the Shenwu Army is not bad either.

The two sides met head-on, and the battle situation became anxious for a while.

In front of Lumen Pass is an endless plain, where cavalry is king.

Both sides are cavalry, it depends on who can ride the other.

"you're old!"

The Eighth General stared at the saddle with his legs, jumped up high, and punched the old Shenwu General.

"Hahaha! When I was killing the enemy on the battlefield, you hadn't stopped breastfeeding yet!"

General Shenwu is worthy of being an old ginger.

Deeply understand the importance of talking nonsense on the battlefield.

As soon as he said these words, the Eighth General's face darkened, and his fists became even fiercer.

"let me!"

At this time, next to General Shenwu's horse, a frail general climbed up to the sky and drew a sword.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and everyone's armor was covered with a layer of white frost.

"It's a monk!"

The Eighth General's face darkened, and one could not generalize between monks and monks.

Just because he can punch Qi Realm cultivators doesn't mean he won't panic when facing Golden Core cultivators.

"The idea is prickly! Call him!"

When the Eighth General saw the cold sword energy released by the opponent, freezing the air, his mind suddenly shuddered, his fists faltered, and he used the strength to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, behind the Dongwang Army, with a roar, a dozen sneaky black-robed men were shaken out by the Eighth General.

The dozen or so men in black robes are the mysterious monks Ling Yunzhi mentioned.

In the past, they were responsible for guarding the supply front behind the Eastern King's Army.

When the Eighth General heard about the arrival of the Shenwu Army, in order to ensure safety, he invited more than a dozen monks to the front line for foreign aid.

There are more than a dozen monks, obviously from the same sect.

They were covered in dark aura, and at the same time they slapped the Frost Snow Sword Qi that Xia Xiaoman wielded.

The mighty ripples were like a cage, confining Xia Xiaoman's offensive within a radius.

Jian Nanchun used the magic formation function of the Tianji Sword to stay in the dark. When he saw this, he secretly felt worried for his junior sister.

Unexpectedly, in mid-air, Xia Xiaoman calmly changed his moves and merged his sword with his own to break through the encirclement.

"Chase!"

A dozen black monks saw that they had the upper hand and were ready to kill them all.

"You are bullying others too much!!!"

Xia Xiaoman had just swept a hundred meters away when he suddenly stopped and turned around, with a tragic look on his face, a dazzling white light blooming all over his body, and a majestic voice wafting over the battlefield: "Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated! Even if I self-destruct the golden elixir, I will never I won’t let you have an easy time! You’ll die!”

"She's going to blow herself up!"

"Why so sudden!"

"Too strong!"

Seeing Xia Xiaoman preparing to self-explode the golden elixir, the dozen or so monks who were about to catch up were stunned. They did not expect that the other party would be so steel-breaking that he would explode as soon as he asked.

You're not acting according to common sense!

The reaction of more than a dozen monks was also very fast. When they saw something was wrong, they immediately retreated.

Monks are no better than soldiers. Soldiers dare to die on the battlefield, but monks would never do so.

Monks live for tens or even hundreds of years in order to live forever, and no one is willing to die here for a mere battle.

Backing away quickly, almost without thinking, it was an act of heart.

But what they didn't expect was that the fierce monk, who had just emitted a bright white light, shrank back the next second and flew straight towards the rear of the battlefield.

More than a dozen monks looked at each other's retreating figure. After a moment of silence, they suddenly realized.

"We...were cheated?"

…

"Where did you learn these damaging moves?"

When Xia Xiaoman was about to "self-destruct," Jian Nanchun couldn't sit still and prepared to come out to help.

Not to mention that he made sure to take good care of Junior Brother Lin 1. Besides, Lin Yi's junior sister was also his junior sister Jian Nanchun. No matter what he said, there was no way he could let his junior sister die here.

But when he saw the twists and turns, whether he wanted to explode or not, Jian Nanchun was dumbfounded.

Why is everyone so angry about this kind of behavior?

"Senior Brother Lin Yi once said that when you have to run, you run away. This is a true hero. He keeps the mountains alive and is not afraid of not having any meat to eat! Moreover, Junior Sister, this is not called a damaging move, it is called a strategy!"

Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun were hanging in the air.

Confronted with more than a dozen monks from afar.

The dozen or so monks were so angry that they were deceived, and they were ready to regain their power and attack.

When they saw Jian Nanchun standing side by side with Xia Xiaoman, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella spinning behind Jian Nanchun, there was another commotion among the dozen or so monks.

"It's Jian Nanchun from Tianjian Sect!"

"It's the Jian Nanchun who claims that 'when others have swords, he has an umbrella, and he is dressed in white and shines on the divine continent'!"

"Why are the golden elixir monks from the Heavenly Sword Sect here?"

Jian Nanchun is well-known in the circle.

Even if others don't recognize his face, they can recognize him from his unique "flying sword".

Jiannanchun traveled around the world when he was young and left many legends behind.

Now, these messy legends finally came in handy and shocked Xiaoxiao.

Xia Xiaoman was from a high position, overlooking the battlefield.

Although the Shenwu Army was an elite force, with only 20,000 people, they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers compared to 50,000 people.

The doubling gap in numbers cannot be easily made up by the gap of one or two points in personal strength and well-equipped equipment.

General Shenwu is indeed old.

When he was young, he could kill eight generals with one sword.

But at this moment, the Eighth General's fists roared, beating General Shenwu back steadily.

"retreat!"

Behind General Shenwu's mask, his expression changed, and he slashed out a bloody sword, cutting off the legs of several horses and horses surrounding the Eastern King's Army. The sand and soil rose up, and he decisively issued a retreat order.

Looking back, I saw corpses strewn across the battlefield, from both sides.

After General Shenwu issued the order to retreat, the Shenwu army did not hesitate to fight. They shook their reins, turned around and ran away.

"Hahaha! So, you are old!"

Although the Dongwang Army was also involved in this head-on collision, it was roughly estimated that one or two thousand people were lost, and the opponent also lost one or two thousand people. But can one or two thousand men out of twenty-five thousand be the same as one or two thousand men out of an army of fifty thousand? The difference... When the Eighth General thought about it, he didn't count how much he had traveled on business. In short, he felt different and felt happy in his heart.

"Give this general... chase!"

A series of military orders were passed down.

The "East" flag waved into rhythm.

The whole army understood, worked together, and charged forward.

Lumenguan had been huddled in the city for a month. The Eighth General was suffering from imperfect siege equipment and was unable to capture the city. Today is a rare opportunity to take advantage of the foreign aid from the Shenwu Army at Lumen Pass to get carried away and go out for a battle. How could the Eighth General let go of this rare opportunity?

As the art of war goes, charge when you need to and never miss a good opportunity.

…

Viewed from a height,

The Shenwu Army retreated, looking embarrassed and defeated.

But their horses were very powerful and they ran extremely happily, covering a distance in a blink of an eye.

"General, something seems wrong! The Art of War says, don't chase poor enemies..."

There was a military advisor accompanying the army, wearing light armor. With his rich experience, he noticed something was wrong and immediately stepped forward to report to the Eighth General.

But before he finished his suggestion, the Eighth General slapped the general and division commander off his horse with his backhand, causing the division commander to be stunned.

"I'm so sorry for your grandma! Do you know the art of war, or do I, the general, know the art of war? Why don't you become a general if you know the art of war? You are talking nonsense to disturb the morale of the army. Take it down! Handle it with military law!"

The military advisor was led away crying.

The Eighth General led the remaining elite troops of the Eastern King to attack all the way on the plains.

far away,

Rumble——

The gates of Lumenguan were opened wide, and the Shenwu Army was hurriedly welcomed into the city.

"Sure enough, as the ancients said, the opportunity must not be missed, the time will never come again! Let's go up and attack with the whole army!!!"

The eight generals rode forward and rushed ahead.

…

"Fire the arrow!"

"Fire rockets!"

"catapult!"

More than a dozen monks looked at each other and personally participated in the war. It seemed that it was not within the scope of the pre-agreed contract.

They agreed at the beginning that they would be responsible for the safety of supply routes.

Second, if the other party has high-level monks on the scene, they are responsible for resisting the monks.

Thousands of years ago,

The three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons jointly signed a contract. Golden elixir monks and above will never participate in worldly disputes, otherwise they will be collectively attacked by the three sects.

This thousand-year agreement is not only for the monks of the upper three sects. If other monks make trouble in the secular world and are discovered, they will be restrained by the upper three sects.

To put it bluntly, Shangsanmen is equivalent to the disciplinary committee within the circle, restraining the entire Xuanmen world.

"But if the other party violates the rules first, then if we cause trouble to the other party's Golden Core cultivator, it won't be considered a breach of contract!"

One of the dozen mysterious monks said loudly.

When the others heard this, they had a reasonable idea and secretly praised their brothers for their cleverness. They jumped at the same time, easily shuttled among rockets, arrow feathers, and thrown stones, and climbed onto the city wall.

With the intervention of the mysterious monks, the defenses on the city wall fell one after another.

in the air,

Some monks carried out high-altitude bombings. On the ground, after the Shenwu Army entered Lumen Pass, they were unable to close the gate quickly. Eight generals, one man and one horse, broke into the city.

"Kill me! Massacre the city!"

The Eighth General had been tormented by Lumen Pass for several months, and he was holding back a ball of evil fire in his heart. If it weren't for the order from the Eastern King not to lose too many troops at Lumen Pass, otherwise it would affect the assessment indicators, he would have been desperate and used his own power. The city was attacked with a devastating attack.

Now that the opportunity was rare, he did not hesitate to issue an order to massacre the city and vent his anger.