One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 105
"Your Majesty!" The surrounding officers frantically supported King Jing Yi, handing water and medicine.

King Jing Yi shook his head, and just smiled wryly, "Is there a next time? This king will never come to this ghost place again."

Behind, a gray-faced Bai Yingqi crawled out from the west gate, trembling, and touched his body. There were only a few sword wounds, but fortunately there were no missing arms or legs.

But he still couldn't get better, and cried bitterly:

"My needle, another golden needle with blood patterns is gone!"

"Damn it, after fighting a few battles, it's fine if I don't get more officials and rewards, but I still owe a huge debt... Come to Anxi again, I'm a dog!"

Meng Su also limped out, looked at his left leg that was almost cut off by the sword energy, and still had lingering fears, and said sadly:
"With a peerless and fierce man like Song Yun, I'm afraid Anxi will never be able to conquer it. If he wants to make contributions, he can only go to the south."

Bai Yingqi stood up staggeringly, supported the lame Meng Su, and ran forward following the retreating army, while humming:

"Don't you think I'm an insider this time?"

Meng Su smiled wryly, "What happened to Song Yun can't be deduced with common sense at all, and it's normal to make a misjudgment, so don't blame me."

After fleeing for a while, officers began to search back and forth on fast horses, shouting loudly:

"Has anyone seen General Sikong? Tell me if you see it."

The escaped soldiers looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Bai Yingqi's face collapsed, "It's over, General Sikong was lost in Anxi City, and Meng Shuai couldn't get it back. We lost our troops this time, and if we want to conquer the world again, I'm afraid we will be powerless!"

Meng Su said with a serious face: "If it doesn't work this time, then hide your strength and bide your time, and come back in ten years!"

"My military strength is number one in the world, and sooner or later I will be able to sweep all countries."

"At that time, gather more than ten Zhen Guo venerables, join hands to attack Anxi, besiege and kill Song Yun, I don't believe that he can still be promoted to immortal!"

Upon hearing this, King Jing Yi in front nodded approvingly, and a hint of excitement reappeared in his ashen eyes.

"Mengqing is right. Even if we suffer setbacks in Anxi, we are still the most powerful country today. After a rest, we can still make a comeback!"

He patted Bai Yingqi and Meng Su on the shoulders, exhorting him: "You two are young heroes of the military, and they are the hope of the future."

"Perhaps ten years later, the two of you will lead the army, break through the countries, gather the strongest combat power, and set foot on Anxi again!"

"No matter how strong Song Yun is, he is only one person. I don't believe that the power of one person can really be endless!"

"The task of eliminating Song Yun will be handed over to your next generation."

Meng Su's face was solemn, and he saluted: "I will not fail the king's grace!"

When Bai Yingqi heard the words "Iron hoofs stepping on Anxi again", the brows of Bai Yingqi couldn't help shaking a few times, and she didn't dare to speak any more, she just silently followed and saluted King Jing Yi.

This Jing army came and went quickly.

Arriving in Anxi in the morning, just after noon, there were only more than 1 remnants and defeated soldiers, and they disappeared in the depths of the desert.

……

On the north side of Anxi, Uwe also led the remaining tens of thousands of northern plains cavalry to flee in a hurry, and ran for a hundred miles before slowly stopping to catch their breath.

The cavalry sighed and either complained or gathered together to discuss what kind of monster was sitting in Anxi City.

Uwe's eyes were lost, and he sat on the horseback blankly, ignoring other people's comments, just muttering softly in his mouth:

"Why is it so similar, so similar, so similar..."

A grandmaster warrior came over and reported:

"The scouts from the south came back and said they saw a large number of Jing troops attacking Anxi, and they should have already entered the city to fight Song Yun."

The officers around got up again, and began to offer advice: "When they are defeated, we can fight back, and maybe we can grab another batch of supplies."

"That's right, there is an old saying in Daxia, what is it called... When cattle and horses fight, the herdsmen benefit?"

"Fart, that's called a snipe and a clam fighting for the fisherman's gain!"

"You're just farting, how can we have clams here? Obviously only cows and horses!"

"Shut up!" Uwe suddenly became irritable and waved his hand violently. The surrounding officers immediately did not dare to show their anger, and stared at the Shanyu cautiously.

Uwe took a few deep breaths to stabilize his emotions, shook his head and said:

"All retreat, retreat now! Remember, never get close to Anxi again, never!"

As he said that, he whipped his horse in the air, turned his horse's head, and headed north. It seemed that he wanted to go directly back to Beiyuan.

"This, this is withdrawing?" All the generals in Beiyuan were stunned.

Although Beiyuan stumbled twice in Anxi in a row, he even lost a ghost fairy shaman.

But Uwe's injuries were not serious, and the [-] to [-] cavalry still had the strength to fight.

This is still a powerful force. If we continue to fight the autumn wind in the desert, we can reap some benefits no matter what.

Several people tried to persuade them, but Uwe ignored them at all and went straight to the north.

"Whoever wants to stay, stay here, I will give you freedom."

Beiyuan is a system of alliances of various tribes, and the strongest is elected as the Chanyu, but each tribe still has a certain degree of independence.

If you want to stay, you can indeed stay here, but without the protection of the Martial Saint, it will be dangerous to meet the strong.

Several generals from different tribes discussed in low voices.

"Shan Yu is not like this usually. Could it be that he knows something hidden and dare not stay any longer?"

"Tch, it's just that I'm afraid of being beaten. Fortunately, he is still a martial saint, and I am not afraid of being a master."

"Then you go to Anxi again?"

"You fucking cursed me to death, didn't you?"

In the end, everyone chose to go north with Uwe.

The battle that took place in Anxi was too terrifying, almost a one-sided massacre, no matter whether Uwe was afraid or not, they were already terrified.

The Northern Plains people had been dormant for decades before they could accumulate such a huge cavalry army. They did not expect that the troops would be unfavorable and suffered heavy casualties, even Shan Yu was beaten.

No matter how unwilling they are, they can only retreat and make plans.

From this day on, Anxi has become a forbidden place in the hearts of Beiyuan people.

……

In the city, "Splitting Mountains and Rivers", the second form of "Nine Swords of Killing the Sky", has not stopped.

Thousands of sword qi, like icy rain, quietly fell in the wind, dismembering every living body into scattered corpses.

The remaining Jing Jun had given up hope.

Sikong Cuo, whose face was covered in blood, looked up at the young man in white who was suspended in the air, his eyes were bleak, and he let out a mournful sigh.

"Our army commander's greatest wish is to defeat powerful men like martial saints and ghost immortals by commanding thousands of troops."

"Now it seems that in the face of extreme personal force, the strength of the army is still too weak."

"It's a small Anxi city, there is no danger to rely on, the gate is wide open, and it can be guarded by only one person."

"It's really helpless..."

"Song Yun, you won."

The famous general slowly closed his eyes, letting a sword energy pass by.

His head rolled down gently, falling into the red mud mixed with sand and blood.

Song Yun turned around and brought up Meng Huo again, and said with a smile:
"Originally, according to the agreement, if you replaced people honestly and practically, you could still leave Anxi alive."

"Unfortunately, if you have to send an army to attack the city, then I can't spare you."

Meng Huo also gave up struggling, but he was not reconciled and said:

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Song Yun, you are not number one in the world. Be careful tomorrow, a top expert will come to your door and take your head!"

"Don't bother you, don't care if my head can be saved tomorrow, you will definitely lose my head today."

Several sword qi in the air turned and cut open Meng Huo's body.

Sikong Cuo, Menghuo, two well-known generals of the Jing Kingdom who were in their prime, and representatives of the Great Jingqiang Army in the past ten years, all fell in Anxi.

Song Yun didn't have much emotion either. At his level, thousands of troops no longer pose any threat other than affecting the field of luck.

No matter how good a general is at commanding, he is helpless in the face of his method of destroying an army by himself.

At most, they would launch a pointless charge, and then they would have to kill them all.

Only those who are of the same realm are worthy of his serious response...

The sword energy all over the sky finally dissipated.

Song Yun was also a little tired, so he raised his head and swallowed a few pills.

"Nine Swords of Killing the Sky", one sword is stronger than the other.

Nine Swords' comprehensive assessment is the low-rank of the heavenly rank, but the last few swords may already have the power of the middle-rank or even the top-rank of the heavenly rank!
The lethality is strong, and the consumption is huge.

With his current physical strength, he can only fully perform the first form, and the second form is a bit reluctant. Fortunately, the last time he used it, the battle was completely resolved.

Song Yun looked down in the air.

Below, the withered yellow sandy ground has been soaked in crimson blood stains, and countless broken limbs and broken arms, broken flags and broken blades almost cover the ground.

There is no living person on the surface of the city.

The wind blew the remnant flag, and the pools of blood gradually solidified under the scorching sun, as if the earth was covered with scabs.

At this point, the shocking battle that brought together the forces of all parties has slowly come to an end.

Li Yong's imperial army, Beiyuan cavalry, Jingguo army... All the way the army invaded Anxi, leaving countless corpses, and then retreated and fled one by one.

A total of more than 20 soldiers were killed in Anxi, but a powerful warrior was sacrificed in blood.

Song Yun, using enthronement as bait to seduce powerful enemies from all walks of life, finally became the biggest winner in this battle.

The realm of martial saints is enough to protect himself, he finally has a foothold in this troubled world.

Even if the experts from all walks of life guessed that he was carrying a shocking top secret, so what?
If you dare to come to Anxi to inquire about his secrets, even Venerable Zhen Guo must be prepared to fall!
Beiyuan shaman, Li Yong, national teacher Zhang Songhe, Li Guogong Liu Biao, Jing Guo old woman...

There are already five Zun Guo venerables killed by Song Yun himself, and he doesn't mind killing a few more!

(End of this chapter)