I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 171

"I can't blame me for this matter. If you want to blame, you can only blame the elder brother. If he didn't run too fast, how could the army be defeated in the front battlefield?" Duan Wang blamed the eldest prince.

Not to be outdone, the eldest prince retorted: "Nonsense. If you hadn't run away first, how could I have run away? After you regrouped, you refused to send reinforcements to support me. I ran away after seeing that the overall defeat on the battlefield was irretrievable. It is clear that you are delaying and refusing to send troops."

"You are talking nonsense. The opponent still has a large army that has not yet entered the battlefield. How can I send troops?"

King Duan retorted.

For a while, the two of them quarreled violently, and the five masters of Shengtian Academy of Painting in the big tent all looked livid.

"Your Highness, this is a contest between the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the eight hundred princes. The King of People is watching from Haojing. Do you know what will happen if the army is defeated?" Yu Yuan couldn't help but interrupted The two spoke.

"Father Wang Shengming, naturally knows who is right and who is wrong. We have been defeated several times, and it has nothing to do with me." Duan Wang said plausibly.

"Extremely. Father Wang Shengming, naturally knows who is the culprit." The eldest prince also sneered.

Hearing that the two princes were arguing to the limit, the faces of the five masters of Shengtian Academy of Painting turned black.

But the other party is the prince of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the future master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and no one dared to offend him.

"Forget it, the food and grass have already been burned, and the plan is more than half completed. The loss of the [-] soldiers and horses is indeed something beyond the plan." At this time, the eldest brother Yu Yuan opened his mouth to rescue the two princes.

"That's 2 lives!" Wen Quan couldn't help scolding.

"Wang Tubaye was talking and laughing, this is what Wangtu Baye should look like. Since their tribes choose to follow the Academy of Natural Painting, they have to accept all karma. If the Academy of Natural Painting wins, they can enjoy the fruits of victory of the Academy of Natural Painting. Take control of this world. The Academy of Natural Painting is defeated, and of course they will follow the Academy of Natural Painting and turn into ashes." Seeing that the Eldest Prince and King Duan looked sour, Yu Yuan quickly opened his mouth to cover up:

"Now is not the time to pursue responsibility, but to figure out how to make up for the [-] soldiers and fill up the loopholes in Jiameng Pass."

"Our soldiers and horses were originally smaller than the opponent's, but now they have lost a lot, and we are still a master of all battles..." Wen Quan's face was ugly:
"Especially when we burned the other party's food and grass, forcing the other party to fight us desperately, we would never be given a chance to train soldiers. How will we make up for the [-] gap? Next, we will face the Jedi counterattack of the Academy of Natural Painting. If the two Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses are not lost, we are just equal to the opponent, enough to drag the opponent to death. But now there are [-] troops missing..."

Wen Quan's voice was full of solemnity, and at this moment, a panicked voice sounded from outside the big tent:

"Generals, something is wrong, the coalition forces outside have already attacked."

The voice was full of haste.

Then there was the sound of shouting for killing, and the twelve mythical seeds took the lead, leading the army under their command to charge straight over.

"Bastard! Didn't the other party withdraw their troops from Mingjin? Since they rushed over, why didn't you report it?" Wen Quan's voice was full of anger.

Regardless of arguing with Duan Wang and Xiaohou Ye, everyone walked out of the big tent at this time, looking at the black smoke rising into the sky with their eyes, and the eyes of the little grand master spit fire: "Bastard, I have set up eight layers of protection for the food and grass. How could it be attacked by someone?"

"Come on, why don't you rush to put out the fire for me." The young master Wen Quan stomped his feet angrily: "What a cruel young master! I plotted against his lair, but he also plotted against mine. stole the house."

Looking at the distance, the chaotic army is fighting, the earth is shaking, ghosts are crying and gods are howling.

The little Taishi Wen Quan took a deep breath: "The ministries are trying to regroup and see if they can re-line up. I'm actually curious how the opponent's army broke in. It's useless to ask me to defend myself."

The Twelve Myths and the young master stood in front of the battle formation. At this time, the young master waved the flag in his hand and constantly mobilized the soldiers and horses, defeating all the people below.

"Young Lord is worthy of being the direct descendant of the Southwest, and his military battle formation can be said to be the true inheritance of the old Lord. There are eight hundred princes in the world, and the Southwest Marquis deserves to be number one in the world when it comes to the art of frontier battle."

I think that the Southwest Marquis used only the power of his family to force the hearts of the eight hundred princes in the world to panic, which shows his ability.

A pair of eight hundred, can be seen from the prosperity of the soldiers waiting in the southwest.

"As long as we can defeat the five true biographies of Shengtian Painting Academy, the hearts of the princes of the world will be shocked, and the clouds will follow, and the overthrow of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be just around the corner." Cang Lu was amazed.

"In terms of cultivation, I'm not as good as you senior brothers, but in terms of fighting skills, you guys are not as good as me." Guan Zhen's eyes were full of spirit, an unprecedented kind of spirit.

The Southwest Hou was hit hard, and the little Hou Ye supported the Southwest for 80 years, which shows his ability.

The young master is amazingly talented, and he has mastered the true biography of the Southwest Hou, so that the blue is better than the blue. If you talk about the tactics of the military strategists, and count the times, only the Wen Taishi who lives in the central court can firmly suppress one of them.

"Break down the big camp of the Academy of Natural Painting, and the whole small world will belong to us, and all this will be settled." Guan Zhen said.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of Chijiao, accompanied by the sound of shouting and killing, caused the entire formation to be in chaos.

"Bastard!"

The five true biographies of Shengtian Academy of Painting kept shouting in the chaotic army. Looking at the dispersed army, they wanted to regroup, but at this moment, hundreds of thousands of troops had already blown up the battalion. How could they be summoned? Jump.

The little Taishi Wen Quan looked at the flustered messenger:
"Didn't I already line up my troops? This big camp has been arranged by me, not to mention that a barrel of iron hoops is as stable as Mount Tai, and it shouldn't be defeated so easily."

"My lord, the soldiers that the eldest prince and King Duan brought into the camp were mixed with enemy spies. The other party took advantage of the chaos to burn our food and grass, set fire to the tent, and opened the gate of the camp." The voice of the soldiers was full of helplessness.

"What?" The little Tai Shi Wen Quan's blood pressure soared, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he turned to look at the eldest prince and the second prince, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"The general situation is gone! The general situation is gone!"

"There is no other way! Even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu go down to earth, there is nothing we can do. Let's quit this small world. Otherwise, when the other party dominates the world and grasps the will of the world, we will not be able to leave even if we want to." The little Taishi Wen Quan looked at The strong men from all walks of life came from afar, their eyes were full of dignity, and then they all rose into the air and walked out of the world.

Everyone knew that once the army was dispersed, it would be impossible to reorganize.

"Let's go, it's wise!" Young Master looked at the figures rising into the sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Unification of the world is right in front of us."

"Junior brother, if he can rule the world, the younger brother will make great contributions. At that time, he will be rewarded by the ancestors, and all kinds of geniuses and treasures will be bestowed." Cang Lu looked at the retreating people and did not stop him.

The other party retreated, and the Twelve Mythical Disciples couldn't stop them, and with Ji Gaoming and Duan Wang around, it would be a bit bad to attack directly.

"However, I still have some things, I want to ask them." The young master smiled triumphantly, and took the opportunity to jump up.

Let's say that the little grand master and the others wanted to leave this world, and they were only halfway there when they suddenly saw the little marquis standing in front of him with his arms folded.

"Brother Dao, long time no see." The young master looked at Wen Quan with a smile: "The revenge of Longmen Di was finally avenged."

"Hmph, don't get complacent too early, the more complacent you are now, the sooner you will die in the future." The little Tai Shi Wen Quan sneered:
"The battle has just begun, so where is it going? I was just tricked by those two pig teammates. If I had those two pig teammates, how could I lose to you?"

"Wait and see, our contest has just begun." The little Tai Shi blushed angrily, and the eldest prince and Duan Wang over there also had the same faces as if they were the bottom of the pot.

"Why, do you still want to keep us?" Yu Yuan showed a dangerous light.

"Don't dare. I just heard that Huo Taixian also entered the small world, why didn't I see his figure?" The young master asked.

"Huo Taixian?" Everyone in Shengtian Painting Academy couldn't help being stunned.

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Looking at the battle in the small world, Jin Ling's eyebrows spread evil spirits: "Young master's military art is the limit of the world, and the art of using soldiers has reached the point where ghosts and gods can't predict it."

"The army is defeated like a mountain, and the Shengtian Painting Academy is over." The Holy Mother of Guiling sighed: "It's a pity for a small world."

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is about to run out, and both King Duan and the eldest prince are the ones who have done more than succeed in their affairs, so what can they do?" Li Wenfang shook his head.

The lamp wick over there laughed triumphantly: "Hahaha, the two junior sisters have accepted, and this small world has been accepted by my brother."

While speaking, the small world below was suddenly torn apart, and the five masters of Shengtian Academy of Painting escaped from the lower realm in a panic, followed by the panic-stricken King Duan and the First Prince.

"Master, this disciple implores Master to punish you." Yu Yuan knelt down on the ground, and at this moment he was ashamed and his voice was hoarse.

Twelve true disciples, twelve scrolls of mythology, it stands to reason that Shengtian Painting Academy dared to let five of them go down, so they naturally had the means to fight against the twelve true disciples, but the five still had to protect King Duan and the eldest prince, and they were hard to beat with two fists The four hands can't turn around, if the eldest prince and Duan Wang are killed by "savages" in the small world, the entire Shengtian Painting Academy will be killed along with it.

It would be great for Shengtian Painting Academy to have a small world, but if Duan Wang and the eldest prince died in the small world, things would be very difficult.

Not only the five of them can't afford to suffer, even their own master has to follow suit.

"That's all. The fate is so, so what can I do?" The Holy Mother of Guiling didn't look at the five true biography kneeling on the ground, but looked at Huo Taixian in the small world through the barrier of the world, and the eyes flickered:

"Losing? Not necessarily lost! There is still a chance! There is still a chance! Huo Taixian still has a land map! Huo Taixian still has powerful means, so he may not lose."

(End of this chapter)