Everyone looked around a little blankly, and the faces of their comrades were familiar with them. They were also in a bit of a trance and felt unreal: a big win!

An unprecedented victory!

When they came back to their senses, they gradually became noisy, and they didn't know who shouted "Wansheng!" first.

In an instant, the mountains shouted and the tsunami converged into this sentence: "Hongwu Wansheng-"

The cheers floated far away on the Guanghan River, and constantly echoed among the mountains, for a long time!

Song Zheng stood in the night wind, with several peak ancestors returning by his side, Lu Wanmin took the lead, and all the ancestors were also excited, and congratulated: "The adults have unparalleled plans, turn the tide, continue the life of our dynasty, restore peace to the people, and eliminate disasters for the monks!

Song Zheng looked back at everyone, and gradually understood that in fact, everyone was the same as himself, they hated Hongwu's erosion, and they had already decided that this court was hopeless.

But deep down, of course, they have inseparable feelings for the motherland, and if the motherland can be better, they are more excited than anyone else.

Everyone's excitement about Hongwu's ability to continue his life even exceeded the joy of avoiding the implication of the country.

Song Zheng couldn't help laughing, why wasn't he like this?

He helped everyone up one by one, and stood up and bowed to them in person: "Thank you for your concerted efforts!"

Jubilant soldiers scurried around the battlefield and began to loot for the spoils of war. For this kind of behavior, the generals did not stop it, and Song Zheng did not stop it.

Finally, there is such a big victory, let them be happy.

When the parties began to fight for the spoils of war, the Heavenly Silkworm Thunder Tiger Fighting Beast Cultivator, who played a decisive role at the last moment, quietly withdrew from the battlefield, and Fan Shuilong's nine Nuhai-class warships responded to it, crossed the Guanghan River, and quickly disappeared on the north bank.

The Queen Mother's divine thoughts enveloped the entire battlefield, and she couldn't help but sneer after seeing this scene.

"Song Zheng wants to attack Dunlong City?" A sneer appeared at the corner of the Queen Mother's mouth: "Such a hurry to grab merit? Long Yiwei's eating appearance is a little ugly." ”

She shook her head lightly and said to the void beside her: "Sure enough, he was born as a small soldier, even if he has a plan but no strategic vision, after all, his background is too low, and his vision at the critical moment is not enough." ”

The ethereal voice of the Holy Sect Master came from the void: "He will definitely be defeated?"

The Queen Mother nodded, there are no outsiders here, she can say whatever she wants without scruples: "Dunlong City is a fortified city through the ages, the formation is mysterious and powerful, it can dominate the evil dragon vein, and suppress the Seven Killing Demon Emperors, you can imagine how strong it is."

What's more, tonight's big defeat will definitely wake Hua Xu up. Although their royal family is mediocre, they also understand the significance of Donlong City, and they will definitely send a number of strong people from the town country to Dunlong City.

Whether it is from the perspective of high-end combat power or the level of ordinary military cultivation, Song Zheng is in a weak position.

If he is patient, wait for the three of us to clear the battlefield, set off together, join the forces of many towns, lead the elite of the border army outside the pass, and it is possible to take Dunlong City, he will definitely be defeated by himself. ”

The Holy Sect Master was a little worried: "If his strength is damaged too much, will it affect the entire plan?" Taking Dunlong City is very important to Hongwu, and it is impossible to continue his life for three hundred years with only a big victory in Guanghanhe. ”

The Queen Mother suddenly smiled: "Although I conclude that Song Zheng will definitely lose this battle, we must learn the previous lesson, and we can't underestimate him."

Although he lacks vision, he dares to take risks and go alone, and he thinks he has some reliance. This thief has all kinds of tricks in an endless stream - we haven't seen him on a large scale before, and this time he planted it on this!"

The Queen Mother's silver teeth bited fiercely.

"Let him go and consume the strength of Dunlong City, and then we will wave our army to kill, and we will definitely be able to go down with one drum." ”

The Holy Sect Master nodded and said no more.

The Queen Mother calculated in her heart at this time the border army outside the Guan, after this battle, the confidence of the border army outside the Guanwai greatly increased, I am afraid that it will not be inferior to the northern border army, the Guardian Divine Army lost more than half, if you can control the border army outside the Guanwai in your hands, Huang Yuanhe is not a threat to the Holy Sect.

She was about to pass on the decree and invite the military generals outside the border to appease her, when she suddenly felt a sense and raised her head in surprise.

In the Void Battlefield, there was a sense of shock.

Then, the entire void began to ripple and fluctuate, spreading for thousands of miles, and an incomparably bright light erupted in the void battlefield. The heavenly cultivators all raised their heads, and at this moment, they felt that Hongwu's literary qi was mobilized by one person and condensed in one blow!

The Void Battlefield was almost directly shattered by this blow, and the Great Wind Monarch was completely defeated and defeated on the spot.

He had no intention of fighting, and the other party still had several suppressors - but he didn't expect that Huang Yuanhe would be so powerful. In the evenly matched battle of Zhenguo, it was impossible to distinguish the winner in three or two months.

And even if one side is a little weaker, it will take at least a month.

Huang Yuanhe completely defeated him within a few hours.

Although he is the weakest Zhenguo powerhouse in the entire Huaxu, it is enough to show the strength of Huang Yuanhe.

Huang Yuanhe did not pursue, he stood in the sky, the entire Hongwu literary aura added, in this world, there seemed to be countless voices chanting the words of the saint at the same time.

And in the words of the sage, it seems that Huang Yuanhe's quotations have been added.

On the ground, the monks of the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty fell to their knees, and they continued to bow to the Huang Yuanhe in the sky, and the shock of this battle for them was far greater than the big victory just now.

Defeat the enemy Zhenguo!

Almost everyone thought of it, which means that Lord Shoufu has reached the peak of ordinary Zhenguo powerhouses and can impact senior Zhenguo!

The Queen Mother was speechless.

She just wanted to send a decree to recruit the border troops outside the Guan, but she encountered that Huang Yuanhe's prestige had increased greatly, and the entire border army outside the Guanwai had witnessed his divine might, and they would not accept her solicitation.

More than a month ago, he fought with himself, and later he must have realized that his strength has been improved.

"Hmph!" the Queen Mother snorted coldly, and her heart was extremely irritable.

Huang Yuanhe is always resilient. Every time others felt that he had no chance, he was always able to turn the situation around at the last minute. It is a very painful thing to be an enemy of such an opponent, and it feels like they can't be killed.

The Holy Sect Master's voice sounded on the side: "No wonder he can't wait to pull the Great Wind Monarch into the Void Battlefield, it turns out that he wants to use this to establish his authority—before he comes again, I'm afraid he already wants to recruit the border army outside the Guanwai." ”

Huang Yuanhe's initiative to invite Dafeng Jun is indeed an "unwise" move. The battle of Zhenguo lasted for several months, and among his forces, he was the only one who was strong in Zhenguo. If he was trapped in the Void Battlefield and came out a few months later, Song Zheng and the Queen Mother would probably have eaten away at all of his strength.

"Old fox!" the Queen Mother cursed secretly.

Huang Yuanhe was high in the air, enjoying the bowing of hundreds of thousands of border troops outside the pass, and he landed after a stick of incense. The battle between the four slaves and the old gentleman continued. The Queen Mother and Huang Yuanhe had no intention of interfering, and they wished that the four slaves would fall in this battle.

And Fan Zhenguo and Hu Zhenguo had already escorted Song Zheng and secretly rushed to Dunlong City.

Huang Yuanhe looked around the battlefield, and the three of them were a little curious, and his subordinates came forward and whispered, Huang Yuanhe also smiled, and what he thought in his heart was the same as the Queen Mother.

He instructed: "Order the border troops outside the pass to clean up the battlefield and rest on the spot." ”

"Yes!"

The border army outside the border received the order.

Huang Yuanhe was sure in his heart that this meant that the border army outside the Guanwai was willing to accept his leadership, and he won the first successful step by winning over the border army outside the Guanwai.

......

The wind in the north is like a ghost, cold and vicious.

Song Zheng trudged in the wind, with the Silkworm Thunder Tiger Fighting Beast Cultivator in front of him opening the way, and the Tianzun Guards outside him. Beside him were two powerhouses of the town country, as well as many peak ancestors.

and、The new addition of Fan Shuilong。

He had already put away the Nuhai-class battleship and led twelve Tianzun and Ancestor-level generals to follow behind Lord Song. He didn't dare to get too close, and looked at the two strong men of the town and country in fear.

Song Zheng was actually a little uncomfortable.

Fan Zhenguo was angry in his heart, and he didn't want to say a word to him.

Hu Zhenguo is a talker, but he always wants to discuss with Song Zheng about the "knowledge" of Oiran. Hu Zhenguo recently decided to change his taste, not to hook up with a beautiful female cultivator, and wanted to try the style of the wind and dust.

But the old guy was reluctant to spend money, and wanted to ask Lord Song if he could use the power of Long Yiwei to "occupy" an Oiran......

Song Zheng couldn't talk to him.

From the north bank of the Guanghan River to Dunlong City, a distance of nine hundred miles, there are three Huaxu Ancient Kingdom outposts along the way, but for Lord Song, these will not be an obstacle at all.

In fact, he was a little worried about whether he would meet old acquaintances on this trip.

Sword Shrine Fairy.

This senior Zhenguo is an existence that can compete with the Seven Killing Demon Emperors, and she was the main force in killing the Ping Heavenly King back then. Without her, even if she was besieged, it would be impossible for Senior Zhenguo to fall in just a month.

Song Zheng collected information and guessed that the Sword Tomb Fairy was probably protecting Yun Chijing by his side, so he dared to venture into Dunlong City alone.

In the midst of the wind and snow, a knight in front of him rushed over: "My lord, there are still sixty miles away from Dunlong City. ”

"It's here so soon. Song Zheng smiled, he clapped his hands and said, "Senior Lin, it's time for you to show your strength." ”

Lin Zhengu hid in a group of peak ancestors, tightly wrapped in a fur coat, and seemed to be very afraid of the cold because of his lack of strength. Hearing Song Zheng call him, the whole person seemed to suddenly come to life, an almost fanatical light appeared in his eyes, and he shook his fur fur away: "It's finally our turn!"

Fan Shuilong, who was following behind, was a little strange: Shouldn't the key to the capture of Dunlong City be on the two Zhenguo? Why did Lord Song handpick a peak ancestor? Will the two Zhenguo powerhouses feel that their face is damaged?

He was a newcomer, and although he had doubts, he didn't dare to question it directly, and obediently watched from behind.

Sixty miles is for such a powerful monk, in an instant, Lin Zhengu looked at the wind and snow, like a giant beast entrenched in the mountains of Dunlong City, hehehehe... Laughing: "Come out, baby!" ()

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