My wife is a sword god

The sunshine the next day did not sweep away the gloom in the hearts of Wuhou's soldiers. Even though they had long been used to separation between life and death, their eyes were still stained with tears.

The brothers who drank and chatted in the past may have been bragging about their wives and children the night before, but in the blink of an eye, not even the complete body could be found.

Looking at the ruins and devastation of Luo Wang City, sadness overflowed in my chest.

Lieying listened to the casualty report of the soldiers and responded lightly, but he held the long knife tightly in his hand, and his fingers turned slightly white.

Just one night passed, and the number of brothers who set off from Fengtian City was reduced by one-fifth, and that was not the final decisive battle.

He thought of the phantom of King Garuda, thought of the dragon's roar in the black and white aura, thought of the brutal battle at Zhenling Pass, and then let out a heavy breath.

A hundred miles away from Zhenling Pass, the Shenhou Army had already set up camp here.

They naturally saw the turmoil last night clearly.

The phantom of King Garuda was like a god, hanging over the southern region. It was an existence they had never faced before.

The fear in my heart almost comes from instinct.

The billowing black and white energy was like rushing into the sea and flowing into the Lingshan Mountain. The dragon's roar, even after a night, still echoed in the hearts of the soldiers, making them tremble with fear.

The soldiers of the Shenhou Army thought that the war with the Garuda tribe was about to break out, but Lingshan fell into a deathly silence.

Only Liu Tianlu was sitting on the horse, holding a brocade bag in his hand and looking solemnly in the direction of Lingshan.

He knew that the war was unavoidable and that this was just the brief calm before the storm.

In the imperial study room of Fengtian City, Yuluo Siyi told the story of what happened in Luo Wang City and the Southern Territory.

When Emperor Ming heard that King Luo was dead, the brush in his hand trembled slightly, and there seemed to be more wrinkles on his face.

He breathed out lightly: "I understand."

Not long after, Eunuch Li hurried back, panting.

"What did the Imperial Master Tianjian say?" Emperor Ming asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Imperial Master replied that the extraordinary will inevitably come to the world. In two days, the battle at Zhenling Pass will be inevitable."

Emperor Ming frowned and turned to look at the inner room. The scroll moved slightly in the wind, and the clear sound of swords flashed away.

In Shen Gongfang, the scroll kings who were busy working in the courtyard suddenly felt extremely hot.

Logically speaking, they have been forging tools by the stove all year round, so they should have become accustomed to high temperatures.

But the current heat seemed to penetrate their flesh and blood and reach directly to their souls.

when!

Dang!

The heat was rising on the top floor of the attic where the patriarch was.

The forging sound of hammer and iron was like the beating heart of a ferocious beast, with unparalleled shock in its regularity.

At this moment, the old man was holding the soul-shattering hammer in his right hand. His flesh and blood bulged all over his body, and a spear kept losing its rudimentary shape in the glare of the tempering fire.

Dragon roars roared in the fierce fire.

Emperor Ming sent tens of thousands of soldiers to Zhenling Pass, and the fighting forces of all parties in the southern region were also gathering.

The news that the war was approaching spread throughout Daqian as if it had wings.

In the Qin Mansion in Fengtian City, the quiet atmosphere was like a huge stone pressing on everyone's hearts, making them unable to breathe.

In the lobby, Er Niang, Liu Jianli, Cang Feilan and She Niu's mother-in-law were all there. No one spoke, but the worry in their eyes could not be hidden.

The second mother considered that Liu Jianli's two daughters-in-law were pregnant, so she couldn't let her thoughts make her sick, so she forced a smile and said: "Although the Nagaluro tribe is very cruel, it is different from the past.

With both the Wuhou Army and the Shenhou Army present, as well as many high-quality combat forces from the Demon Slayer Division, and the people from the Dragon Clan and the Sword Alliance, the Naga Louluo Clan was not a concern at all.

Mother-in-law, do you think so? "

Concubine Qing came back to her senses and responded quickly: "Isn't that right? I heard from my old man at home that the battle in Luo Wang City was a complete victory.

Those Garuda tribesmen who were killed were completely defeated. Even if they reached Zhenling Pass, the outcome would be the same.

You two, don't worry too much. After all, Qin Feng is just a literary saint and cannot be at the forefront, not to mention that Tianlu and his father-in-law are also there.

They will definitely protect Qin Feng's safety. "

Concubine Qing naturally learned about Qin Jianan's identity from Er Niang. She was surprised and extremely happy at the same time.

The famous Northern Ghost Leader is also there, and with the addition of Nan Tianlong, everyone will definitely be able to come back safely.

"Mom, let's not say these spoilers. There is fish soup stewed in the kitchen, and I can't carry it alone. You can go with me." Er Niang said with a smile.

"well!"

The two left the lobby, and not long after they walked, all the strength in their bodies seemed to have been drained away, and they leaned against the pillar, trembling slightly.

Two days and one night passed, and the army gathered outside Zhenling Pass in the Southern Territory.

The campfire crackled.

The light of the fire was erratic in the night wind, and the faces of the people it illuminated flickered between bright and dark.

Just like their mood at the moment.

This battle is a near-death battle, and all the soldiers know it.

What Liu Tianlu and Lieying said back then in Fengtian City, they said again now - those who still have children, wives and concubines at home who need support can choose to leave, and they will not be dealt with by military law.

The words fell, but no one moved.

The answers given by the soldiers had already been given when they first arrived at Fengtian City.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was too depressing, an old soldier joked: "Tiezhu, I saw before that you have a tough life. The birdmen of the Garuda tribe will definitely not accept you. Do me a favor.

If I fall and the King of Hell invites me to have tea, please take this letter back to your aunt."

Tiezhu immediately replied: "Uncle Niu, I should be the one to say this. You have fought countless battles with General Lie and are still alive and kicking. My mother said that you have a cheap life and God will not accept you.

I have been writing this letter for a long time. If I am unlucky, can you please take it back for me?"

The two of them opened up the conversation, and the other soldiers also joked.

"If you ask me, Ergou is the one with the best luck. With such a name, how tough must his life be? Let's just leave the letters to him!"

"Fuck you, if you say so, your name is Shitou, who can be tougher than you?"

The soldiers began to tease each other until someone said, "How about this, we find a place to hide the letter, someone will be able to take it back, right?"

As soon as this was said, it was immediately recognized by everyone.

Someone was sharp-eyed and saw a stone cave, so he said, "How about putting it there?"

"Not bad, not bad, it won't be blown by the wind or hit by the rain."

The soldiers took action one after another, and in a short while, the huge stone cave was filled by one third.

A soldier laughed and said, "In fact, I think we are all tough people, and we don't need these letters at all."

"To be honest, I thought it was unlucky to carry this thing with me, so I left the letter.

When I bring the letter back to Fengtian City, I can chat with my wife, and she will cry and call me a dead ghost. It's quite exciting to think about it."

Everyone laughed, and the fear in their hearts seemed to be taken away by the laughter.

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng silently called his second brother who was not far away to a secluded place.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Qin An asked curiously.

"Second brother, you go back."