That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 657

Following Xu Yan's instructions, Xu Beiyou left this place after a little hesitation and continued to move forward.

After he left, the sound of banquets and silk bamboos in this place gradually disappeared, and the servants and maids disappeared. The people who were toasting just now put down their wine glasses. people.

Xu Yan also changed into a gorgeous official uniform and a gauze crown. Although she is already old, she is still in the wind, outstanding.

He shook his robe sleeves, looked down at the official uniform on his body, and said with a soft smile: "Ten years of competition, ten years of Huanglong, 20 years of peace, and another 20 years of peace. After ten years of Huanglong and 20 years of Taiping, it came to an abrupt end here."

Xu Yan said to himself: "Fortunately, God has treated me well, and left me a..."

He suddenly shook his head and smiled, "Nangui, in fact, I lied to you. I don't know what the scene on the ninth floor is like. I also don't know what will happen after I die. After all, I am only 20 years old in this mausoleum." Years of effort, how can I die a second time."

"I just don't want you to accompany me to die in vain. If you can enter the ninth floor of the mausoleum, at least you can still have a chance."

After finishing speaking, Xu Yan strode towards the other five people.

The six disappeared in an instant, and appeared in the fourth-floor mausoleum the next moment.

The mausoleum on the fourth floor is a small grassland hill.

The small hill is called Hill, and it is actually not too high. There is a vast area below it. At this time, a tall and broad and majestic school soldier platform was built on the small hill, and the six people appeared on the school soldier platform.

Standing on Xiaobingtai Mountain overlooking the bottom, there is an endless plain.

Standing beside Xu Yan, Min Hang said slowly, "That young man is very nice, to be honest, I'm a little envious."

Xu Yan stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "That's right, but it's a pity he didn't recognize me."

Minhang sighed softly.

A gust of gloomy wind whizzed past, and the sky suddenly darkened. In this layer of the mausoleum, the cloudiness was so thick that it was almost substantive. The gloomy wind and clouds turned into raindrops, and raindrops began to fall.

Xu Yan stretched out his slender fingers, caught a few raindrops, and said: "The original intention of the nine-story mausoleum is to consume layer by layer, but Qingchen has seen through the structure of the tomb, and joined hands with Bingchen to enter the mausoleum in advance. People take care of each other, but they want to divide us and destroy us, so we have to fight with all our strength here, but the chances of winning are not great."

Min Hang's face was solemn, "Do you think the two of them can defeat a thousand armies with one hand?"

Xu Yan said: "After all, Yin soldiers are not living people, and they have no blood. Without blood, even if they form an army formation, they will not be able to break through all kinds of magical methods. Moreover, this place is isolated from heaven, and there is no protection from heaven. The two of them can use it freely." Because, there is no need to worry about incurring divine punishment, and more importantly, without the Thunder Ballista and Shenwei General Cannon of Tianji Pavilion, then these Yin soldiers can only be regarded as cannon fodder to consume two Qi machines."

Min Hang sighed softly and stopped talking.

The rain tended to intensify, and there was a dull horn sounding from the sky and the earth, resounding throughout the world, and then hundreds of whimpering horns sounded together, and the sound of the horns gathered together, resounding throughout the small hills.

Then the drums sounded, and the sound of a hundred war drums was like thunder on the land.

The ground trembled slightly, small stones began to jump, and then a black tide appeared at the end of the sky.

The sound of rolling horseshoes trampled on the ground, rolling like thunder, countless cavalry in black armor poured in like a tide, merged into the army formation, and a big banner with Xiao characters on a black background and a dark gold border fluttered in the gloomy wind.

Afterwards were all light cavalry with short bows in their hands. Xiao Huang started his family in the grasslands, so he also had grassland light cavalry under his command. When the grasslands were prosperous, he used this light cavalry to sweep the Western Regions. failure.

After the Prairie Qingqi, there was the Northwest Cavalry Army with crossbows. When Emperor Xiao was expelled from the Southern and Northern Wars, he was built after he was expelled from the Southern and Northern Wars. At its peak, only the Northwest Iron Cavalry could compete with the grassland Qingqi at its peak in riding and shooting.

After that, there are several infantry phalanxes, mainly sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, and heavy infantry, slowly coming after the cavalry.The flags were all over the sky, tens of thousands of infantry marched forward together, their voices were not inferior to the cavalry in front.Since ancient times, it has been built on the grasslands and is known for its cavalry and archery. In the past dynasties of the Central Plains, it used heavy infantry to deal with the cavalry who came and went like the wind.

In the end, there were five thousand cavalry, but these five thousand cavalry were not ordinary cavalry, but heavy cavalry comparable to the later Jiantiefutu.Both men and horses wear heavy armor, and a single rider can weigh two thousand catties. If they are hit head-on, not to mention ordinary armored soldiers, even ordinary monks in the ghost realm will be knocked out. If five thousand heavy riders charge together , even the monks of the earth immortal dare not swipe his edge directly.

More than [-] infantry and cavalry troops formed several huge square formations and lined up under the school soldiers' platform in Xiaoqiuling.

Xu Yan took a step forward and looked around the garrison.

At this moment, the whistling wind blew across the unobstructed grassland outside the Great Wall, shaking the flag violently, and the wind was mixed with rain, making a crackling sound on the armor.Immediately afterwards, a pale thunder flashed in the sky, and the sky that had been brewing for a long time suddenly darkened. Accompanied by the rumbling and dull thunder, the bleak rain finally poured down, falling on countless black armors, splashing countless white mist , It seems to add a hazy white border to the monotonous black armor.

Looking around, there is black armor under the rain and fog.

The six people on the school soldier platform did not stop Qiu Yu, and let the raindrops fall on themselves.

Xu Yan stands in the center, and on his left is Li Chen, the Duke of Yongxing, who is wearing a public uniform, caressing the three long beards on his chest, and his clothes are fluttering.

The second is the loyal and brave Hou Chen Han in armor, holding down the handle of the knife at his waist.

On the right of Xu Yan is Shen Guogong Minhang, who is also holding a knife on his waist. He was supposed to succeed Xu Lin as the new governor, but the world is unpredictable. Wei Jin became the second governor of Daqi, and he was Became one of the mausoleum guards.

Before he was alive, Min Hang was a handsome man with the style of a Confucian general. In terms of appearance and bearing, he was no less inferior to Xu Yan.

On the side of Minhang are Lu Guogong Zhang Haijiu and Song Guogong Han Xiong.

The six people were headed by Xu Yan. Xu Yan took a step forward, overlooking the army below the stage, raised his hand suddenly, and shouted, "Masters, meet the enemy."

At this moment, Xu Yan's voice overwhelmed the wind and thunder, resounding over the entire Xiaoqiuling.

Except for Li Chen, the civil servant, the other four, Min Hang, Han Xiong, Zhang Haijiu, and Chen Han drew their sabers from their waists almost at the same time.

Countless Yin soldiers raised the weapons in their hands high, although there was no sound of shouting, their momentum was still earth-shattering.

(End of this chapter)