The biggest problem with this True Yuan Heavy Armor is its own turbulence problem.

After a period of fighting, the true elements flow in the runes of this armor, impacting each other, forming an irregular turbulence on the surface of the armor, which has no benefit to the armor itself, and will only affect the balance of this armor.

For a delicate True Yuan Heavy Armor, poor balance is equivalent to a death sentence for this armor, not to mention that the impact of this turbulence is very uncertain, for the duel between cultivators who are thousands of miles apart, this kind of irreversible turbulence determined by the material and runes makes this armor even more destined to be unable to create its own glory on the battlefield.

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty gave Tuoba Hongyan this armor, probably because he was able to eat the party's Zhenyuan heavy armor is extremely scarce, and there is a lack of in-depth research on the Zhenyuan heavy armor, and the material of this heavy armor is extremely cherished, and it looks like an extraordinary product, but the most important thing is that Tuoba Hongyan, who is wearing this armor, will definitely not be the same as those military cultivators of the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty who are wearing the Zhenyuan heavy armor, and they will forget their lives and forget to die.

Tuoba Hongyan is a symbol of divinity among the Tuoba clan, and such an armor can give him more divinity, which is enough for the Tuoba clan.

But what Xia Ba Ying wanted to break most was this divinity of the royal family, so she naturally looked down on the heavy armor and this person in front of her.

Of course, Tuoba Hongyan himself didn't think so.

When he was still a hundred steps away from the forefront of the Shaba coalition army, the war horse under him stood still, and at the same time, he simply removed the heavily armored helmet in a neat and chic manner.

At this time, the last ray of light swirled in the sky, and the flame light flowing in his True Yuan armor also happened to linger on the skin on his face.

This is undoubtedly a very divine picture.

What's more, his facial features can indeed be described as exquisitely handsome.

Even Lin Yi had to admit that even in Jiankang City, it was rare for him to see a beautiful man with such a tall figure and such a delicate face.

His face looked very modest, but his eyes were filled with a condescending and cynical look, even in the face of an army of 100,000 people, it was still this look, as if this was not a serious matter worth taking seriously, this kind of look was the obvious boundary between the real royal family and the outburst magnates.

In Xia Ba Ying's eyes, he is an embroidered pillow that must be knocked down, but in Tuoba Hongyan's eyes, Xia Ba Ying is undoubtedly a nouveau riche village girl.

It's just that people like him always keep in mind who they are.

Even in the homes of the herdsmen who are piled up with cow dung in the territory of the Tuoba clan, he has to stop often, and even stay to eat and drink with those herdsmen, by the way, to promote the glory of the Tuoba clan and those myths, of course, he can't be rude to the nouveau riche village girl who comes from afar, and he must play this role well in the eyes of countless people in the city.

His next move was to dismount with agility and grace, and then saluted to Xia Ba and said, "It is a great honor that the distinguished guests of the Divine Mountain, who cannot be blown by the monsoon, should come to Dar Bang City today. ”

"No wonder the Tuoba clan is stronger than your fine Feng clan, you see that your witch doctor will only smear some colors and pretend to be ghosts, you look at the priests of the Tuoba clan. Luo Ji, who was in the crowd of the army, was amazed, and at the same time said disdainfully to the fine seal Yingshan beside him: "You fine seal clan should also learn a little." ”

The old face of the fine seal Yingshan was slightly red, but he had to admit that what Luo Jilian said was very reasonable.

"Maybe the monsoon in Mount Kinabalu has changed direction today. Shaba smiled.

"Please!"

Tuoba Hongyan didn't talk too much nonsense, just smiled slightly, nodded at the Flame Floating Slaughter hanging in the air, and said, "It's just that I think it's better to land these things first and not enter the city." ”

"If it makes you feel honest and safe, I'm here to speak. Xia Ba Hotaru waved her hand behind her casually.

All the sergeants of the Shaba tribe behind her seemed to have become accustomed to her style, and they all began to extinguish the flames, and one after another flame floating slaughter began to fall to the ground.

"The wind of the sacred mountain is blowing from that side, and your army is here, I hope we can have a good conversation, and we will not see your Flame Floating Slaughter rise into the air again. Tuoba Hongyan turned around and got on the horse to open the way, and said with a meaningful smile.

"What, are you still worried that we will set fires?"

Xia Ba laughed uninhibitedly, she squinted her eyes slightly to meet the cold wind in front of her, and said disdainfully: "It seems that our Xia Ba tribe has never been a robber who kills people and sets fires. ”

"You're overthinking. ”

Tuoba Hongyan bowed slightly on horseback, but did not look back at her, and he did not mention the number of envoys brought in by Xia Baying, it seemed that for the Tuoba clan, the number of envoys was arbitrary, as long as the entire army was not put in.

Sheba Hotaru was not polite.

Nearly five hundred envoys surrounded her and followed the open cavalry, stepping on the broken ice shards of the stone steps into the open gates of the city of Dar.

Lin Yi easily understood why at that time when it was mentioned to attack Darban City, why the others subconsciously felt that it was impossible to win the battle.

The walls of the city of Darban were too thick.

Even the fortress city of the Southern Dynasty can accommodate up to three people on the city wall, but the thickness of the wall of this Dadar city is at least twice that of the fortress city wall of the Southern Dynasty.

Moreover, the stones used to build the city walls do not seem to be ordinary stones, but are extremely hard and difficult to break like the cunjin stones produced in some places in the Southern Dynasty.

This means that even powerful siege ordnance can only cause a certain degree of damage to such a wall, but it is almost impossible to directly cause the collapse of a certain section of the wall.

Tuoba Hongyan, who was showing off his might, didn't notice Lin Yi's existence.

In his opinion at this time, no matter how strong Xia Ba Ying is, she is only a nouveau riche village girl, and this village girl has been in a lot of trouble recently, she has completely broken with the fine seal Hongqi, if they Tuoba clan take the opportunity to unite with several royal families to stab the Xia Ba clan, this village girl will be easily beaten back to its original form.

But he didn't notice Lin Yi's existence, which doesn't mean that no one in the Tuoba clan noticed the existence of Lin Yi, Bai Yuelu and others.

A crisp and melodious voice like a brass bell sounded.

"Why, you Xiaba clan still have a lot of Southern Dynasty cultivators as offerings?"

The voice was made by an ascetic monk standing on the square behind the city gate, like a silent watcher.

The ascetics of the Tuoba clan are all cultivators, they use their exquisite true essence to remove people's pain, and at the same time obtain a high status among the people, and like the high priests of the Tuoba clan, they are all the spokesmen of the gods.

The ascetic looked very old in a purple robe that covered half of his body, his skin was covered with mud and dirt, and his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked very old, but his voice was more crisp and melodious than that of a young man, so that it gave people a very strange feeling.

"It turned out to be Guru Wenda. ”

Xia Pa Ying's gaze swept over the ascetic, and a trace of jealousy flashed in the depths of her eyes, but there was a mocking smile on her face, "Master must have heard an old saying in the Southern Dynasty, money can make ghosts grind. ”