Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

How did Xu Zhengqi die, Mr. Xu actually didn't care at all.

Although that was the real ancestor of their Xu residence, it was too far apart. Furthermore, Old Master Xu is incompatible with the Xu residence, so how could he care about Xu Zhengqi, a man from a hundred years ago?

However, the high priest of Beiman actually said that his master had promised Xu Zhengqi to live another life.

Where is this Northern Barbarian national teacher sacred?

Also, did Xu Zhengqi really live his second life?

The unknown is the most terrifying.

If the Beiman National Teacher really has such a means to change the sky, then who else in this world can compete with him?

So, there must be something wrong with this!

Mr. Xu is a rational person, and will not be arbitrarily controlled by others. Even if there is something, he will consider it carefully, and it is easy to not make an impulsive behavior that makes him regret.

The people around looked at Mr. Xu holding the letter in his hand, his expression was solemn, and after a long silence, his expression changed.

After a long time, Mr. Xu tore up the letter paper in his hand, raised his hand and threw it away, watching the pieces of paper fly in all directions in the wind.

"Pass the order of the Marquis, the whole army is on alert, Beiman is coming!"

"Also, immediately fly the book to Uncle Yong Wu, and let him lead his troops north immediately!"

Although I don't know when Beiman will arrive, since the High Priest of Beiman has made a move, it means that Beiman's life is sad now.

Otherwise, with the detached attitude of the high priest of Beiman, how could it be possible to write to him in person? Moreover, this writing is two letters.

"Order!"

The personal guards got the order of Old Master Xu, and immediately conveyed the order as quickly as possible.

The Northern Man, and the Tang Dynasty, have an inexorable feud.

It's a racial struggle, a struggle for survival.

...

On the Gobi, two hundred kilometers away from Longcheng, the northern barbarians who can't see the edge are slowly walking towards the direction of Longcheng.

The wind is howling and the snow is blowing.

The mighty team stretches for an unknown distance.

The wind and snow were whistling, and countless people, horses, cattle and sheep were walking in the snow. Some people fell down, some cattle and sheep fell, but the people around were numb.

They just mechanically followed the group to the south.

The sedan chair of the high priest of Beiman walked on the side of the line, and no one would break into the traces where the sedan chair of the high priest walked.

For the people of Beiman, the high priest is the god of the world.

Facing the gods, they only need to pay homage.

"High priest, Longcheng didn't reply!"

Tuoba Aofeng, who has now succeeded the king of Beiman, personally led someone to appear next to the sedan chair of the Beiman High Priest, and reported the news that the forward scouts had received to the Beiman High Priest.

In the sedan chair, there was no word for a long time.

Finally, when Tuoba Aofeng felt uneasy in his heart, a voice finally came from the sedan chair.

"Get ready to fight!"

"Follow the decree of the high priest!"

Tuoba Aofeng heard the crisp words from the sedan chair and responded hastily.

In fact, even if Tuoba Aofeng inherited the position of King Beiman with the support of the high priest, he did not know whether their high priest was male or female, old or young.

All he knew was not to provoke the high priest.

In Beiman, the high priest is God and Heaven.

The horn sounded.

The team that had been hurrying in a lifeless moment just a moment ago suddenly came to life.

Many young and strong men began to leave the team and ran towards the front.

All of them understand that there is no retreat.

If this battle is defeated, the northern barbarians will be wiped out.

If this battle is won, Beiman will be able to live a different tomorrow.

Tuoba Aofeng looked at the team that quickly gathered under his command, and saw that everyone was murderous, but he was not happy at all.

Because, what they have to face is the devil of the Tang Dynasty!

That man named Xu Yuanba!

If the high priest is a god in the world, then Xu Yuanba is a devil living in the world.

It's a pity that because Old Man Xu made Longcheng and Pingmancheng into a pure military official, Beiman had no idea what kind of opponent they were about to face.

They didn't even know that Xu Lao Er, whom they regarded as a devil, was not in Longxi Mansion at this moment, but in Jiannan Mansion, thousands of miles away.

If they knew this, they would definitely work day and night to take advantage of the fact that Xu Lao Er did not return, and desperately attacked Longcheng or Pingman City.

However, they don't know anything.

But even if they didn't know anything, it was a perfect time for them to catch up with Xu Lao Er's absence.

"Live or die!"

When the Beiman army appeared in the sight of the Longcheng garrison three days later, Tuoba Aofeng, the northern barbarian king, said these words of mourning.

When they left the homeland where their ancestors lived for generations, everyone knew that they would not be able to return in a short time.

The wildlings from the north are coming, those crazy beasts, they don't even deserve to be called people.

Northern barbarians claim to be heroic, but in the face of those beasts that feed on people, they simply cannot afford to fight.

These beasts are as strong as cows, wielding huge sticks and rushing forward. They don’t seem to know what pain is. Unless they die or have their limbs cut off, they will keep fighting. Until all die, or win.

The northern barbarians have also fought these savages head-on several times, and although they have won every time, their so-called victory is entirely based on human lives.

No one knows how many beast-like people there are, and even their high priest is just silent in the face of these savages.

In the end, for the continuation of the race, the northern barbarians could only migrate south.

...

On the Dragon City, Mr. Xu saw the Beiman army appearing in his field of vision, and he waved his hand calmly.

The guards beside him immediately sounded the drums of war.

With the sound of the war drums, Longcheng immediately entered a wartime state.

In the transformed city head, countless eight cattle crossbows are ready to be inspired.

As long as the northern barbarian army enters the range, they will be baptized by an unprecedented wild crossbow arrow.

Tuoba Aofeng rode on the horse, slowly raised the king flag in his hand, and shook it vigorously.

The huge king flag fluttered in the wind and snow.

The soldiers of Beiman acted immediately. They quickly assembled the slings, and then slowly approached the direction of Longcheng.

"Sling, get ready!"

Seeing that Beiman also had slings, Mr. Xu waved again.

"put!"

In order to defend this Dragon City, Mr. Xu did a lot of pre-war drills.

The catapults on the city head have all undergone multiple rounds of actual catapult combat, and there are special signs in the area of ​​their hit points.

Or a tree, or a snow nest...

Of course, there are also those that are so powerful that you can use your fingers to measure the distance, and you can lock the landing point of the catapult on your own side. Naturally, you don't need to set a special mark.