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

Chapter 422 Protecting the Flag
Swish!
Between the lofty mountains, a group of dilapidated pine armors staggered forward.

The leader of the Xiexie Guard, Nan Gongshuo, held a large banner in his hand and led the team back to the "Burial of Xiexie Guard" in the deep hidden mountain.

After planting the Anxi flag in front of the stele, Nangong Shuo's face immediately turned gray, and he sat down slowly with his back against the flagpole.

The moment he sat down, more than a hundred green pine armors behind him were also shattered, and pieces of armor covered with knife marks were scattered everywhere.

Of course, the Zhu Xiewei back then had died long ago, and it was impossible for the soul to exist without the body for a hundred years.

The [-] green pine armors that joined the battlefield just now were Nangong Shuo's Taoist techniques, which aroused the strands of obsession left in the tomb, and combined with the power of his own soul, to reproduce the brave guards of the year.

A hundred years ago, Zhu Xiewei failed to complete his mission, witnessed the collapse of the dynasty, and then perished in exile. Before his death, everyone felt unwilling and left obsession in the tomb.

A hundred years later, he obsessively participated in the war, witnessed the demise of evil spirits, drank the blood of immortal gods, and finally got his wish and dissipated between heaven and earth.

In fact, Nangong Shuo was about to die, and all his energy and energy were used to reproduce this Qingjia Xiexiewei.

Now that the war is over, energy is exhausted, and life is about to come to an end.

He is a ghost of the Nine Tribulations, and it stands to reason that he will be able to get out of his body immediately, looking for the next reincarnation.

But Nangong Shuo didn't die for a long time, he gritted his teeth, opened his eyes wide, and looked up at the fire dragons all over the sky extinguished one by one.

He is waiting, waiting for the final outcome, only when the real victory comes, can he leave with peace of mind...

In the air, Gao Hanqing dashed wildly, even rushed for seventy miles, but accidentally fell into a siege.

Roar!The hot wind was scorching, and a Flame Dragon flew behind him, about to bite him down.

Gao Hanqing's heart fluttered, and he used "Nine Swords of Killing the Sky" to attack forward. He decided to exchange injuries for time and forcibly kill a bloody road.

As a result, Zhang Xianke flew over in an instant, swung his spears round, and knocked the flame dragon out fiercely, saving Gao Hanqing.

"Ahem." The old man suddenly exerted too much force, and the wound cut by the general before burst open again.

"Shuai Zhang!" Gao Hanqing was startled, and quickly helped him to the ground.

"It's okay, I can't die." Zhang Xianke put his gun on the ground, stood up again, and looked up at the flame dragons in the sky.

"The mission is important, I will cut off the heir for you."

"This decisive battle has finally reached the last moment, and we can't fall short."

Gao Hanqing gritted his teeth, "Shuai Zhang, take care!" After saying that, he flew up again.

Zhang Xianke raised his two spears horizontally, stopped more than a dozen flame dragons, and let out a long roar:
"The Martial Arts of the Tang Dynasty is not only from Anxi's lineage!"

"My two guns were once powerful in the five levels!"

The barrel of the gun swept like a giant python, and the shadow of the gun fluttered like autumn leaves, repelling all the dozen or so flame dragons, successfully making Gao Hanqing get away...

In the Liao Kingdom, a hundred thousand Beiyuan iron cavalry went south and successfully captured the Liao capital Changping. Before thinking about the next move, they witnessed the shocking war in the south.

Visions of heaven and earth emerged one after another, one after another the gods and gods fell, and then in the black fire that filled the sky, there was another invincible sword that divided the sky and the earth, cutting down the gods of reincarnation.

The Northern Plains people had no intention of snatching treasures at all, and asked Uwe tremblingly:

"Chan Yu, we are definitely on Tang's side, right?"

"We haven't seen Tang Jun's envoys coming to contact us. Could this be your wishful thinking?"

Uwe scolded with a dark face: "What wishful thinking? I have already had a secret relationship with Mr. Song, so you can lead the army with peace of mind."

Having said that, he was also a little uneasy. After all, he didn't get any promise from Song Yun. He was afraid that after the war, people would think of the grievances of the year and settle accounts with the people of Beiyuan.

Soon, a white robe flew from the south.

The Beiyuan people thought it was Song Yun who had come, and hurriedly lined up outside the city, dismounting and kowtowing one after another.

Although they were rebellious and rebellious, they also worshiped the strong. After seeing Song Yun's swordsmanship, they completely bowed down and had no intention of resisting.

Only Uwe was stunned for a moment, "No, this doesn't seem to be Mr. Song..."

It was Yin Han who flew over quickly, threw the more than a hundred flags he was carrying to Uwe, left a sound of "planting flags", and then hurriedly flew into the distance.

Uwe held up a large flag, and when he saw the blood-red writing on it, he immediately straightened his waist and gained confidence in an instant:
"See, this is Anxi's flag, Master Song's flag!"

"Now you know which side we, Beiyuan, are on?"

Surprised and delighted, the cavalry gathered around and flattered enthusiastically.

"Shan Yu Yingming!"

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Jing Guo, Bai Yingqi, who has always been scolded as the "Running Lord", did not participate in this battle. It was not until the news of King Jing Yi's death that he walked out of the White Mansion and stared blankly at the vision of heaven and earth in the south.

"It turns out that the troubled times have been controlled by the Heavenly Demon and Heavenly Ghost for a hundred years... so everything makes sense."

"Your Majesty has always been rational, but these years he has become militaristic and unreasonable. It seems that he has been controlled long ago."

Bai Yingqi touched a purple jade pendant on his chest, "Fortunately, I have this jade pendant to protect my soul. It is said that it is a treasure made by Zhu Xiewei back then, so that I can stay awake and rational."

At this time, the sound of the phoenix crowed for nine days, and the sound spread throughout the whole country. A heroic woman in red armor rode a fire phoenix and flew towards it with great momentum.

With a wave of her hand, hundreds of flags flew down behind her, planting them in various towns in Jingguo.

With a glance, he found the last venerable of Jingguo.

"Do you know what to do?"

Bai Yingqi smiled wryly and nodded: "I know."

"That's good."

After finishing speaking, the woman in red armor rode on the fire phoenix, and continued to move forward.

Soon a general ran over angrily and reported:
"Honorable White, the woman in the sky actually planted the banner with 'Anxi' written on it in Jingguo, what a shame, what a shame!"

Bai Yingqi let out a long sigh: "If you lose, you have to admit it. After a hundred years of troubled times, so many people have died, all because they refused to admit defeat and were not reconciled. How sad."

"This..." The generals were stunned for a moment.

Bai Yingqi just waved his hand, "Pass down the order, the guards everywhere will protect the flags, and no one will take them away or destroy them!"

"Jingguo has already lost this war. What we have to do is to reduce the number of deaths of Jingguo people as much as possible, so that your descendants can live in a peaceful and prosperous world!"

The generals all fell silent. The war has continued until now, and the soldiers and civilians of Jingguo really don't want to fight anymore.

It's just that when they suddenly heard Bai Yingqi's order, they were all a little confused and relieved.

"Finally no need to fight..."

After getting rid of the control of Heavenly Demon and Heavenly Ghost, the high-level leaders of various countries have also regained their senses, and have made the most sensible decisions one after another—accept failure and stop this war.

For the human race, for the world, do one last good thing.

Plant the flag, protect the flag.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are united in strength, and all countries are united in one heart, and finally have a common direction.

Someone died, on the way to plant the flag, his whole body was scorched by the flame dragon, but he passed the flag to the people who came after him.

Someone is alive, leaning tiredly on the flagpole, quietly waiting for the final outcome.

Regardless of life or death, the wish is the same. This grand wish forms an invisible mighty force, rolling like a tide between the heaven and the earth, and even begins to reject the fusion of the reincarnation gods.

No matter how strong the God of Samsara is, he can't stop the footsteps of so many people, and can only retreat steadily.

Flame dragons were defeated and wiped out amidst roars of unwillingness.

Soon, blood flags were planted all over the world, and countless "Anxi" finally rose in the wind!
(End of this chapter)