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

Chapter 40 The name of Beiting spreads to the world

After this group of people were sent away, there were fewer spies coming to Anxi.

Because of the great names of the Beiting Army and Song Yun, they soon spread throughout the world and entered the ears of the monarchs and ministers of all countries.

"Tsk tsk, the soldiers of the Beiting government have defended the city for fifty years, and the Jing army has not retreated in a deadly battle. There is only one person left... Li Yong has such a strong army but doesn't know how to cherish it. No wonder he can't deal with the gang of Jiedu envoys."

"If this king has such a subordinate as the Beiting Army, why worry about the unhappiness of Liang Liang? How dare the people of Jing commit crimes again and again?"

"You soldiers, learn from others, and don't bring out a bunch of ruffians..."

For a while, the monarchs of all countries were lamenting the heroic deeds of the Beiting Army and using them to spur their own soldiers.

As for Song Yun, his reputation was hidden among the Beiting army, but he was not so eye-catching.

"A congenital martial artist around 20 years old? He can be considered a genius, but there are a few such geniuses in this country. If he doesn't want to come, that's his loss. Let's train our own people well."

Seeing that the superior didn't take Song Yun to heart, the spies who went back to report to him had no choice but to smile bitterly.

There are some things that seeing is believing. Only those who have been to Anxi can feel the extraordinaryness of that young man in white.

It cannot be measured clearly by age and realm.

These spies don't have the right to speak, and after reporting, they can only sigh silently.

A promising genius is about to die in an isolated city in the desert, otherwise there may be another martial saint in the world in a few decades.

In a time of turmoil, such regrettable things are not uncommon, and gradually the spies have left them behind and are busy with new tasks.

As for the Tang court, after hearing the news, many people's moods became extremely complicated.

Above the court hall, Tang Yu Wang Li Yong, who is slightly fat, sat on the throne, listening to his subordinates report the information about the battle in Anxi.

Li Yong was still smiling at first, but as he listened, his face gradually became gloomy.

There are many young courtiers below, especially the military officers, who admire the deeds of the Beiting Army.

Shocked, everyone clamored to invite the king of Tang to posthumously, and to welcome the remains of the martyrs back to the country.

The older courtiers lowered their hands in silence and remained silent.

Gradually, the young officials also noticed something was wrong, glanced at the unfriendly King Tang Su, and finally shut up.

When the court quieted down, Tang Yu Wang Li Yong, who has always been gentle, lost his temper in a rare way:
"Hmph, this king has been in power for thirty years, and spent so much manpower and material resources to train the army, but the performance of each of them is not as good as those old men. Are you embarrassed?"

A group of military officers quickly knelt down and saluted: "The ministers are incompetent, and they have failed the king's trust."

Li Yong was furious on the throne, and it took a while before he vented his anger, calmed down, and said lightly:
"Okay, this matter is over, there is no need to discuss it again. Although Jing Guo is defeated, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will raise his troops again and send an order to the Jiedu envoys of the Northwest Three Ways. The enemy is now, let them work together and prepare for the war Wait for the enemy."

"promise."

Li Yong nodded, but at this time another military officer reminded him: "Your Majesty, those soldiers of the Beiting government who died in battle..."

Li Yong's complexion finally cleared up, and immediately became gloomy again, glaring fiercely at the military officer and saying:
"What Beiting Fubing, the designation of Beiting has been revoked decades ago!"

"Didn't the king say everything, there is no need to discuss this matter again! What do you mean by interrupting?"

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he snorted coldly, there was a loud sound of landslides and tsunami reverberating endlessly in the hall, the rumbling sound made all the officials tremble.

The military officer was taken aback, he didn't expect Li Yong's reaction to be so violent, so he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

All the ministers couldn't help but take half a step back.

I haven't seen Li Yong get angry for many years, and many people have forgotten that this seemingly incompetent king is actually a strong ghost!
Seeing that the military officer's forehead was bleeding, Li Yong didn't pursue the blame any more, and after a few curses, he got up and walked away.

A court meeting broke up unhappily before discussing a few business matters.

An old man helped the somewhat panicked military officer out of the hall, and sighed when he came to a secluded place:

"Look at others before speaking next time, and stop messing around."

The military officer wiped off the blood on his forehead, still a little bit aggrieved, "Chasing the title of martyr and bringing back the body, this is what should be done, otherwise it will definitely affect the morale of the army, isn't it always done like this before? Why can't it work this time?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Other armies can enjoy this honor, but the Beiting army cannot."

The military officer's eyes were fixed, "What is the origin of the Beiting Army?"

"The most powerful army in the world cultivated by the former king returned to the country to suppress the rebellion, but the traitors leaked the military plane and was attacked repeatedly, and finally the entire army was wiped out."

The old man gave him a meaningful look, "At that time, the crown prince was in the Beiting army. He was assassinated and died. The former king was overwhelmed with grief, and he passed away not long after."

"After so many years, everyone has forgotten that there is still a remnant of the Beiting Army in Anxi."

"But now there is only one person left. Without the support of the imperial court, it won't last long."

The military officer's body was shaken, he didn't dare to speak any more, he cupped his hands at the old commander, then bowed his head and walked away quickly.

The small twists and turns in the court did not affect Anxi who was thousands of miles away.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, the sun rises and the sun sets, the wind blows and the wind rests, there are few people, and it is still the same as before.

Because the situation became increasingly tense, after a few days, even the spies stopped coming to Anxi.

It became an empty city again, only Song Yun and Gao Hanqing were left guarding the silent cemetery all day long.

Occasionally, vultures chirped and circled a few times in mid-air, but they flew away one after another without finding any food.

According to the intelligence obtained from the interrogation of the spies, it was only a matter of time before Jing Jun made a comeback, and Song Yun planned to let Gao Hanqing go back to Tang for refuge.

But the one-armed boy refused to leave life or death.

Song Yun didn't force it, and found a relatively intact cellar under the ruins, and remodeled it, so that Gao Hanqing could hide in it with supplies during the war.

As for himself, he still had to face the coming army one by one with one sword.

This time Song Yun was not sure.

The main reason for successfully defeating Jing Jun before was with the help of fire attack.

Jing Jun was not willing to set fire to the city, but Song Yun was willing to burn it, and immediately took the absolute initiative.

But now the city has been burned to ruins, and the combustible houses and the like have basically been burned clean.

If you try to set fire again, there is nothing left to burn.

Unless hundreds of barrels of kerosene are poured over the whole city.

If he didn't become a master, Song Yun could only rely on the long bronze sword in his hand to kill the enemy slowly, with little chance of winning.

So during this period of time, he began to focus on the cultivation of martial arts.

Practicing hard the first three forms of "Nine Transformations of Divine Powers", the transformation of thick soil and green cow, the transformation of falcon in the sky, and the transformation of spirited snake in clear water.

This is a top-ranked top-level skill, even if it is only a small part, it can increase his martial arts cultivation by a lot.

Song Yun also tried to integrate the "Nine Transformations of Divine Ability" into his swordsmanship.

The "Sword of Killing and Fighting" he mastered is also a precious sword technique of the low-level earth class. With this foundation, he can try to modify it by himself.

Borrowing the meaning of thick earth, turning the sword into the horn of a green ox, and handing out a thick and heavy sword, which is powerful and heavy.

Borrowing the meaning of Yunxiao, the sword is turned into the claw of a goshawk, and the sword falls like an eagle catching a rabbit, swift and fierce.

Borrowing the meaning of clear water, the sword is transformed into the fangs of a spirit snake, and the thorns are like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, flexible and swift.

Slowly Song Yun also tasted the taste.

"The top horn of the green ox is a static force, and the falcon is a dynamic force when flying in the air. One static and one movement can reflect each other."

"Spiritual Snake's spit letter is the power of femininity and dexterity, but without the power of masculinity and domineering, it is difficult to compare and sublimate."

"The fourth form is missing, damn it, where is the fourth form?"

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