Taiping Order

Chapter 513: The Lord of the Divine Soldiers, the decisive battle at night (please give me a monthly vote)

The solemn and fierce military aura was almost completely condensed in an instant. When Li Guan saw the starlight in the sky brightened in an instant, he then turned and fell downwards.

The gold and iron of Jiuli Divine Soldier turned into golden streams, which broke out from Li Guanyi's wrist and floated in the air, emitting a military aura. The dark golden light flowed, and under the moonlight, it was almost like a star. The manifestation of the

The Qilin turned into a cat and lay on Li Guanyi's shoulder. He was stunned when he saw this scene, his ears moved, and then subconsciously sat upright, stretched out his front paws, trying to hook the bright thing.

"Hmm? Oh??"

"How did it turn into a good fruit?!"

The eyes of the Kirin Cat were reflected in the sky, full of curiosity and desire. Li Guanyi sensed the changes that took place in this magic weapon, and the starlight seemed to be pulled down.

The fire evil unique to the five Lotus Ponds volcanoes, which are faintly transmitted from the earth, gathering the evil spirits of the military strategists at the level of destroying cities and destroying countries.

The star fire eliminates evil and condenses into soldiers.

Infused into the magical weapon.

As for this, the transformation has finally begun.

This magic weapon from thousands of years ago finally found an opportunity to complete its last step. The magic weapon that Jiuli once had high hopes for was not just a fire casting. The land.

It is the most powerful military strategist that is in line with the title of [Soldier Master].

Only when the Central Plains destroys the grasslands and the ending energy of these eight hundred years of grievances can this magic weapon be truly perfected. Only by using the disasters of the people and the disasters of the earth as charcoal fire, and using the starry sky and evil spirits as cauldrons as cauldrons, can the starry sky and the starry sky as cauldrons It can cast the strongest magic weapon.

Only then is the divine weapon and the master of the soldier!

The Jin and Iron of Jiuli Divine Soldier turned into a wide sword and floated in the air.

The blade pointed at the ground and slowly rose and fell.

A powerful aura of magic weapons slowly spread out towards all directions.

The level and strength of this aura have even surpassed the Chixiao Sword.

The broad sword body is full of ink, but there are dark golden patterns that have been achieved by absorbing the starlight from the sky, the evil spirit of the military, and the earth's fire element. These dark golden patterns are spread throughout the sword body.

It looks solemn and solemn with its own majesty.

The Chixiao Sword is a little unhappy.

But the sword inspiration sensed the strength of this ancient weapon.

So, but just unhappy.

The Chixiao Sword Sword Spirit made a sword sound, trying to instigate the tiger roaring the sky to challenge the Jiuli Divine Soldier.

The tiger roars and fights the sky are too lazy to deal with the Chixiao Sword.

The Chixiao Sword had no choice but to make an awkward sword sound as if nothing had happened.

Li Guanyi waited for the aura on the divine weapon to gradually calm down, and stretched out his hand and held the divine weapon. The feeling of tentacles was not the coldness of ordinary sword weapons, but with a warm aura. Straight, Li Guanyi's finger brushed across the sword body.

The Jiuli Divine Soldier Jin Iron made a low sword sound.

Huo Qilin was curious and thought about it, stretched out his claws and pressed them on the sword.

Warm.

The Fire Kirin likes warm things. In this extreme north of the earth, the cold is severe and harsh. Although it will not affect his strength, to be honest, it does make him feel uncomfortable.

Although this thing is not a good result, it is indeed a good thing.

Huo Qilin's ears shook and he laid his second claw on it.

The entire Qilin lay on the sword like a melted Lantern Festival dumpling, shook its tail gently, warm and soft, and said, "This sword, well, cannot be said to be a sword, this weapon, cast. Completed? ”

Li Guanyi replied: "Not yet."

Fire Qilin was a little confused: "Is it so troublesome?"

Li Guan smiled, stretched out his hand to hold the soft flesh on the back of the Fire Kirin's neck, lifted him up, put it on his shoulders, held the sword, shook his hand and threw out a sword flower, sensing the transformation of this magic weapon, :

"It is heavier than the Chixiao Sword, and it is much more agile than the Tiger Roaring Sky Battle Halberd."

"The hardness seems to be improved compared to before. When the internal energy flows, it can naturally carry five volcanic-level earthly evil fire poisons, as well as starlight energy, which can increase the sharpness of the internal energy."

"Cleaning iron like mud can break the armor."

"It is a state of converging together with the specialties of two divine weapons."

"It's just that the posture that has not been completely cast is already a divine weapon that is different from the Chixiao Sword and the Tiger Roaring Sky Battle Salute. If the Turks are truly defeated in this battle, it may be more than these two. Above the magic weapon..."

"Is it true, the leader of the soldiers?"

Li Guan picked up this magic weapon, thoughtfully and said:

"It is suitable for using moves commonly used in battlefields such as slashing, and also using swordsmanship like the great-grandfather. It is said that the magic weapon was upgraded with the master. Now it seems that such rumors in the world are also rumored. What you said is right."

"Divine Soldiers·[Soldier Master], since it has such a name, it is naturally impossible to just cast its shape between water and fire like ordinary weapons."

"Since it is the master of the divine weapon, this divine weapon must be truly cast in this battle outside the five Lotus Pond Volcanoes."

"To cast this sword."

"Then, this battle will be fought against the enemy with this army."

"But it's good."

Li Guan brushed the sword, held the hilt, shook his wrist, and swung the sword out. The dark golden light flowed over the sword body. After the sharpness of the war gradually dissipated, he held it in him. In his hand was already a dark golden halberd.

Li Guanyi knew very well that this battle that would inevitably be engraved in history and ended the battle of the Turkic battle in the Central Plains was only a prophecy of the last battle in the Central Plains.

That battle will definitely be a hedge against Yingguo with all the foundations.

In this way, in the last battle of hundreds of years of troubled times, both sides will be unreserved. After sweeping away the foreign enemies, they will pile everything on the battlefield and complete the unification of the world with the most fierce attitude.

"First destroy the Western Regions, then placing the grasslands, fighting among the countries in the Central Plains, and finally completing the final outcome of the 800-year Red Emperor lineage with a battlefield of one million, and finally gaining the national momentum, it is naturally upright."

"There will be no doubt in the end forever."

When Li Guan raised his head, he suddenly realized a sense of the meaning of the years of history and the vicissitudes of life. The moonlight flowed down, like the white water light, and like the never-ending years.

He was a person who lived in this era and was destined to be a short sentence in the history of later generations. How would people in later generations view this extraordinary battle, and how would they view it? The cold and quiet moonlit night before the decisive battle ?

Li Guanyi threw the slight melancholy and bleak feeling in his heart out of his mind.

I just thought that after the battle in the Central Plains, the whole world would be rested and recuperated.

The peaceful world that many heroes and heroes have longed for for hundreds of years is not far away. Even Li Guanyi sometimes thinks that no matter who wins and who loses in the last battle, it will be a peaceful day after all.

But later he looked at the people in Jiangnan and felt that his thoughts were an irresponsible and brave enough to escape. Even the King of Qin who had been fighting for ten years would sometimes be less firm. moment.

But when I looked back and looked at the smoke from the Jiangnan world, the spirit that was about to spread was firm again. The part of the ordinary person was forged, firm, wearing armor and snare, competing on the battlefield. Pretend to be a hero in people's eyes.

Li Guanyi felt that he was always the same.

It was the young man who could have had half a roast goose with his aunt for several days and felt a little distressed because he spent too much money.

Just learning to pretend to be a hero.

Li Guanyi held the Jiuli divine weapon, and looked at the blade of the divine weapon that was sharpened like a new one, and his eyes were reflected. The child wanted to disguise himself as an adult, and the adults wanted to disguise himself as a reliable person, and then disguise himself as life. The hero.

This is the world.

I can't lose all the way.

From the age of thirteen to now, he is already twenty-two. He has walked along the way, and many people have died, but he cannot lose. Under this situation, the young King of Qin finally had a feeling of being the only one who can do it. feel.

Even at this moment, the foreign enemies have been wiped out, even at this moment, the thirty-six countries have been defeated in the west and the wolf’s servants have been sealed; the eighteen tribes in Nanping chased and died in the north, defeated Chen and entered Jiangzhou, and settled in the southwest and obtained Jiuli, Taiping The day is right in front of you.

But it is definitely not. No matter who wins, you will be able to get peace.

But—

If it weren't for me to win, then the world would not be peaceful!

The world is in a great situation, who else can I do?

The word "I" is definitely not the solution that used to be.

All beings are me.

The people are one.

The dark golden light that appeared on the Jin and Iron of the Jiuli Divine Soldier was bright and clear, flowing on the ink-colored sword body, faintly, under the rich evil spirit of the military strategists, a special kind of A completely different luck appeared like the Chixiao Sword.

The sword spirit of the Chixiao Sword: "..."

The sword spirit made a sound of sword sound, feeling angry and embarrassed to find that his positioning was overlapped.

The tiger roared and the battle halberd trembled, and the steel roared like a tiger.

It seems to be ridiculing.

Li Guan raised his hand and tapped the two magic weapons before they calmed down again.

Li Guan put away the magic weapon and looked into the distance.

"Is it a final battle..."

At that time, General Xue would definitely set foot on the battlefield.

Jiang Su already knew the existence of Xue Shen General. At that time, it would be difficult to achieve the effect of [unexpected]. In the final battle, it must be a kind of real sword and gun, and openly fighting with all its strength.

If the Jiuli Divine Soldier is cast, the Tiger Roaring Sky Battle Halberd can be used by General Xue, which will add three points of divine power to this battlefield.

But Li Guanyi suddenly noticed something wrong.

"This time the divine weapon was stimulated and there were signs of casting. To some extent, it was a good thing. However, why did the Jiuli divine weapon Jin and Iron suddenly change at this time?"

When Li Guan looked at the magic weapon that had transformed by the evil spirit of the military ranks, his eyes drooped slightly, and he had already guessed that since it was a transformation that could be completed by the evil spirit of the military ranks, it also means.

Just now, the military aura that was filled with the world became more and more intense.

What would be the case? Is there such an effect?

Li Guan made a decision in an instant, lifted up the Jiuli Divine Soldier, walked into the military camp with big stances, and his sleeves robe blew, and his energy rose up, like a heavy hammer of air, hitting the army heavily. Among the war drums of the camp.

With a loud bang, the drums vibrated and spread all over the world.

"Order the whole army will prepare!" "King Khan, you are about to break through."

…………

The bright moon is clear and the moonlight pours into the world like silver.

The Khan was sitting in the camp, raised his head and looked at the sky. His white hair was hanging down, braided into strands of braids, and finally gathered into a large bunch, hanging behind him. He sat on the stone, watching The sky and the stars.

It's so embarrassing.

It's not just a mess, it's just being chased around.

Sometimes when the Khan King himself remembered his embarrassing appearance over the past few months, he couldn't help laughing: "It's really embarrassing. Mu Zhahe reminded me of us when I was young."

"But at that time, our opponents were not that tricky."

"We can still have some back and forth, but we have not chased them away. We are like an old dog. Hahahahahaha, it's really unlucky and embarrassing."

In the past few months, he has tried many times, sniping and counterattacking more than once. He and his fellow races, like in their youth, galloping between the world, eager to find their own path , find your own vitality.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

However, the response received was almost cruel.

This time, the battle formation between the Central Plains against the grassland was almost luxurious.

There are many first-class generals after Jiang Su, Li Guanyi, Li Zhaowen, and Chen Tianqi, and Chen Wenmian, Yue Qianfeng and others are also there.

The only thing is that both sides still have famous generals left behind.

Yuwen Lie and He Ruo of Yingguo captured the tiger.

Yue Pengwu, the top commander under the command of the King of Qin.

After all, there are disputes in the world, after all, when they are facing each other, even if they send enough power to attack the grassland, there is still a sword facing each other and performing upright heroic actions, but they must be wary.

How can one have truly simple-minded people who have come to this day?

But even those who are not simple-minded.

But will he do something stupid in the eyes of the grassland people in the face of the overall situation?

People in the Central Plains, people in the Central Plains...

Really, I can’t understand, I can’t understand!

The Khan looked up at the moonlight.

The Battle of the Central Plains Grasslands. Before this battle, they had already led enough military force, known as a million troops to the outside world, and were in a mighty way. The Khan was only less than 200,000. Although it was considered a large army, it could not be Confront the other party.

"Muzahe, Muzahe, what do you think I'm going to do?"

"Muzhahe."

"You said, if I hadn't chosen to try to differentiate the Central Plains at that time, but had been quiet in my Great Khan's golden tent, watching the beautiful women's singing and dancing, drinking the fine wine of the world, and then I would have passed by my heart quickly. In life, would it be better to hand over the responsibility of the king who is unified in the Central Plains to the next generation?”

"That's sure, it won't be better."

The Great Khan had a calm smile on his face.

He inserted the arrow of the wood tie on the earth, and when he stood up, he said to himself, "If the Central Plains, which were scattered into three kingdoms, have such cohesion, then after I die, the Central Plains will be unified, I Can our descendants compete with the last unification of the Central Plains?”

"That's impossible."

"In my life, fighting the split Central Plains is just such a result. After I die, facing the unified Central Plains, I am afraid that I will lose my courage at this moment."

"Ashina and the others surrendered to the King of Qin, a weak child."

The hero on the grassland still had a sharp look like a falcon in his eyes, with a smile: "A real man should die on the battlefield for his own country and nation."

"But, should I thank him too?"

"Because of his willingness, the blood of the grassland people can continue to survive, but this child still doesn't understand how terrible the Central Plains is. The Turkic people who were brought into the Central Plains by him may become the Central Plains in three generations, perhaps in three generations, they will become the Central Plains. It's already there."

King Khan looked at the snow, and finally he held his weapons, pressed against his forehead, and knelt on one knee on the ground against the vast grassland and the sky, singing devoutly: "I am going to complete me in heaven, I will do my best." The battle.”

"I will fulfill the duties of the king. When my blood flows into the earth, my flesh will return to the sky, my name..."

The Khan opened his eyes.

I have not said as before, may my name be passed down forever in the wind of the grassland.

He just smiled: "May my name."

"Buried in this chaotic sand."

When the weapon was raised, the fierce Khan planned to fight to the death for his country. The frontal battle was impossible. The only possibility was to take the initiative to rush forward in the night when the Central Plains was slacking off.

If they break through, they may still continue to gallop, just like their ancestors, wandering on this grassland.

Live.

Maintain the wildness of this grassland, maintain the bravery of the Turks, and survive.

Instead of being sucked into the Central Plains like Asina.

As long as they survive, one day, when the Central Plains are in chaos again, they can still rise, they can rebuild their own legends and have their own tent on the grassland again.

But when he was holding the heart of death, suddenly there was a bleak horse-head fiddle and a desolate Turkic discourse song, singing folk tunes on the grassland.

What is singing is the vast grassland and the vast sky.

It is the embrace of my mother, the wind of the earth, and the hometown that I remember but cannot go back to.

These songs are desolate and bleak. The men on the grassland are all brave and stubborn. But at this time, in this bright night of the moon, they are expelled, lost their hometown, and their past. The sadness was reappearing, and it was extremely obvious.

The entire military camp was filled with a sense of extreme sorrow and grief.

And nostalgia for the beauty of the past.

However, in this situation, the memory of life in the good times in the past is a spiritual suicide of the warrior.

The Khan determined the origin of the next tune.

From the battlefield direction in the east.

There is the military **** Jiang Su.

The blue veins on the forehead of the Khan King bulged: "Jiang Su...shameless!"

A commander who will choose a more secure strategy even if he holds enough cards in his hand. Jiang Su, who was once a leader, was somewhat confused by the invincible name of the military god.

But that Western Regions had a strategic failure.

General Shen Jiang Su's arrogance was beaten away.

But it's really a ridiculous thing.

After losing the mentality of [Invincible as the God of War].

Instead, he returned to the safest and most difficult state of the military god.

The Khan King finally just smiled: "A fierce and vicious Chen Dingye lost his constraints and became the strongest military god. The most brave Qin King Li Guanyi, the most powerful king of Chen State, 180 years ago. .”

"It's really great as a farewell banquet."

The Khan began to conquer when the moonlight gradually disappeared. The army came out in multiple ways, and he personally led the way. This time, the Khan and the Iron Cavalry of the Turks both had aspirations to die.

If you can successfully break through, you will wander around like your ancestors, waiting for the possibility of your rise.

If it fails.

But it's just death.

Do the ethnic groups on the grassland, the Turks, have they not the courage to die? !

It ends with this, as the answer to Changshengtian, Changshengtian, as your people, we have not lost our **** courage, who are galloping on this vast land, living and fighting hard.

In the end, there is no servility, no weak things.

The blood we waited for irrigate the vast grassland.

The Khan led the crowd to break through, and they successfully broke through the original blockade.

This time, he rushed into the Qin King Li Guan's Qilin Army, with a winged position. The Khan was not interested in fighting with the despicable military **** Jiang Su, nor was he interested in fighting with Li Guan at this time. .

He chose the position with a wing position between the Qin Wang Army and Jiang Su Army.

Weak defense.

He first rushed Jiang Sujun, then turned the troops around and circled a curve.

Return.

Instead, he walked out from the headquarters of the Qin King Qilin Army.

As he expected, he almost easily rushed into Jiang Su's wing, then turned around, throwing away the famous generals of Yingguo, and shook the last elite of Chen Guo in vain.

King Khan was forced to survive in this surround of death and relied on tactical operations.

A glimmer of hope has been created by artificially creating a glimmer of hope.

Then try your best to get out of this glimmer of life!

Just as he led the crowd out, an arrow broke through the air, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air was simply silver in despair. The Great Khan King looked stern, raised his hand, swept over the heavy gun in his hand, and hit the arrow. Together.

In an instant, the sound of bows and arrows rang continuously.

In an instant, countless ambush appeared on both sides and outside the barracks, all of which were carrying arrows and mechanical crossbows. In front, the young gods wearing ink armor and scarlet battle robe and civil and military sleeves put down their battle bows. There was a quiet night in my eyes.

"King of the Great Khan, Li Guanyi has been here for a long time."

"Why did you come late?"

(End of this chapter)