Invincible Emperor Summoning System

After the four commanders were promoted, more names that needed to be promoted popped up in Yue Chen's system.

Wang Dachui... Li Dazuo... looking for big money.

Yue Chen gritted his teeth, as long as the names jumped out, all of them would be promoted.

Soon, Yue Chen found sadly that instead of increasing, his divine coins were decreasing.

Until, after raising about fifty places, the speed of improvement began to slow down, and the god coins showed signs of improvement again.

"Boom!" A yellow light exploded from Yue Chen's body.

upgraded.

Host: Yue Chen.

Cultivation level: Warmaster rank nine.

Mind method: Chaos Thunder Jue.

Martial arts: Starry Night Swordsmanship, Lightning Flash

Experience: 320/250000

God coins: 6780

Subordinates: Wen Zaixing, Rock Bear, Zhao Tianlong...

Generals: Sun Shangxiang, Mu Guiying, Qin Shiyuan, Xun Yu, Xu Chu, Gao Shun, Zhang Zhao...

Divine Soldiers: Square Sword, Ning Yuekai

The Warmaster has reached the ninth level, and if he raises another level, he will be the peak of the Warmaster, and then the target will be directed at the War Spirit.

Once promoted to Battle Spirit...

Many generals under his command can be unlocked and reach the realm of the king of war.

That is a realm that can fly to the sky and escape from the ground, and can support a realm of a third-level kingdom.

According to the strength of Lu Bu, Xu Chu and others, even if the Emperor of War comes, they might be able to wrestle their wrists

Now, the massacre on the periphery is still going on, and the beating of Yue Chen's experience has not stopped...

The killing continues.

Two hours later, Yue Chen's subordinates had reached four hundred war commanders.

Yue Chen's divine coins have also been kept at three digits.

The massacre at the periphery was also coming to an end.

A full 40,000 people died in the massacre, leaving less than 10,000 people.

Just this battle has greatly improved the strength of Yue Chen's subordinates.

In the center of the barracks, Xu Changhong was suddenly awakened by neighing horses.

"What's going on!" Xu Changhong walked out of the barracks wearing a coat.

It was snowing heavily, Xu Changshi came from the military tent next door wrapped in white leather, and said to Xu Changhong: "I don't know what happened, the horse was suddenly frightened."

"Oh!" Xu Changhong tried his best to look into the distance. Through the heavy snow, the whole camp looked normal.

However, a feeling of uneasiness rose inexplicably in my heart.

Xu Changhong shouted: "Has the carrier pigeon from Nanshan Pass come here?"

"Yes, the carrier pigeon landed half an hour ago. Everything is normal at Nanshan Pass!" Xu Changshi handed a note to Xu Changhong while speaking. Xu Changhong finally calmed down a lot after looking at the signature and time.

Suddenly, Xu Changhong frowned, sniffed the air vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "Changshi, have you smelled..."

"What……"

Xu Changhong's face suddenly changed greatly: "No, how could there be such a strong smell of blood."

"Xilulu!" In the distance, a large number of war horses were frightened and screamed.

Immediately, the smell of blood became heavier and heavier, permeating the air, accompanied by the icy cold wind, it was particularly damp and smelly.

Xu Changhong yelled sharply: "Come on, beat the drums and raise the banner of my commander, quick!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Changhong personally ran to the war drum not far away, picked up the drumstick and took a long breath, then used his power to smash the drum hard.

"Boom...boom...boom..." It was like bursts of muffled thunder exploding between the sky and the earth.

Seeing this, the rest of the guards also took up their drums and beat them one after another. Xu Changhong's handsome flag was raised high, and it rattled in the cold wind.

The handsome flag alone, obviously a bit lonely...

The sleeping soldiers were still disturbed after all, especially some war master masters, who were sensitive, woke up from the camp, and then kicked the sleeping subordinates around them.

"Marshal! Strict Master Hui leads the crowd to report!" A general led a thousand people standing not far from Xu Changhong.

Xu Changhong ignored it and continued beating.

The sound of war drums continued to explode earth-shatteringly.

More and more soldiers gathered around Xu Changhong.

until……

The time for half a stick of incense.

Xu Changhong has gathered 9,000 soldiers under his command.

These are the elite of the army, guarding around Xu Changhong, located in the inner camp of the army.

Xu Changhong beat hard, except for the heavy panting of the soldiers under his command, the entire barracks was quiet, and no new soldiers appeared.

No matter how nervous a person is, he also feels that something is wrong.

There are only 9,000 of the 50,000 troops gathered now.

What about the rest?

Hell.

After another five minutes of continuous beating, no new soldiers gathered around Xu Changhong.

Xu Changhong put down the drumstick, and then roared, "Where are the people, where are they?"

At the same time, the soldiers seemed to feel something in their hearts, and looked into the distance at the same time.

From the military tent in the distance, a figure slowly stepped out.

They wore white cloaks, stepped on the thick snow, and slowly walked out of the military tent.

They held swords in their hands, and blood was dripping from the swords.

In all directions, there are a lot of people...

Xu Changhong's heart sank to the bottom... This is a phenomenon he has never faced before.

"You, who are you!"

Exhausting all his strength, Xu Changhong let out this roar.

The figure of the other party parted, revealing a passage, a young figure in a white cloak, under the protection of a beautiful general, walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

After walking to the front of the crowd, the young figure smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Yue Guo, Yue Chen, I have met Marshal Xu."

"Yue... Chen..."

Xu Changhong's eyes widened, and he spit out these two words in disbelief.

"You actually appeared here!" Xu Changhong gritted his teeth and shouted, "How did you do it?"

Yue Chen chuckled and said, "That's it, there's no need to explain to Marshal Xu."

"Where are my soldiers...they..."

When he said this, Xu Changhong's heart was bleeding.

Looking at the opponent's blood-dripping sword and seeing the silent barracks, he had already thought of something.

But, that was tens of thousands of lives. He was responsible for the young people brought out from various homes... Could it be that they are like this...

Xu Changhong asked this question even though he was holding on to a ten-thousandth hope. After asking, his body trembled slightly, for fear of hearing words that made him despair.

Yue Chen said lightly: "They died peacefully..."

Xu Changhong's fist was clenched subconsciously, his nails were embedded in the flesh, and the veins on his forehead bulged out one by one, and he roared: "Yue Chen, those are all human lives, you, you are so cruel..."

"Hehehe!" Yue Chen's face showed a strong sneer, and he said loudly, "Marshal Xu is an old man in the army, do you want to use these remarks to disturb our army's morale? If they don't die, do you want my subordinates to die? Marshal Xu , in fact, you shouldn't be beating this drum..."

"Huh?" Xu Changhong raised his eyebrows, forced himself to calm down, and then looked around.

Yue Chen said lightly: "If you don't beat this drum, these soldiers in front of you can die peacefully, but now, they are a bit cruel..."