Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Sect Master Haoran is dead.

He died in the thunder he was familiar with.

Everyone can clearly see it.

Zhao Hongming just waved his fingers, and that day thunder followed his will like a slave to him, like a dragon from the nine heavens, roaring down from the sky and piercing Zhou Dingyi's body.

The leader of the Haoran sect, who had high hopes from Zhao Jun, clasped his hands together, and the stars behind him formed an invisible wall of light, trying to block it.

However, the thunder was so powerful that it destroyed his defense in one fell swoop.

Zhou Dingyi's body flew upside down in the air and hit the city head hard with the thunder.

A loud noise was heard, the stone bricks on the city head shattered, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.

When the smoke cleared, Zhou Dingyi was lying on the ground, already a corpse.

His eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

Li Mu and other Zhao soldiers were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Sect Master Haoran is already the strongest martial artist in the Zhao Kingdom. Even he is no match for Zhao Hongming. Who else in the Zhao Kingdom can defeat him?

Is it really possible to rely on tens of thousands of Wu Fu's lives to fill the gap?

The hearts of everyone in Zhao Jun completely sank to the bottom of the valley.

In the sky covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed.

After Tianlei killed Zhou Dingyi, its power remained unabated.

Under Zhao Hongming's intentional control, he continued to smash downwards and hit the city wall hard.

There was another loud noise, and a corner of the city wall was exploded by thunder. Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

The thunder in the night sky gradually dissipated, and the ruins of the city wall were crumbling like a dying man.

Zhao Hongming stared at the ruins quietly without any expression on his face.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud roar of beasts broke the silence on the battlefield.

Longju, who was in the army, was the first to react.

Longju had already felt Zhao Hongming's fighting spirit from a distance, and he couldn't hold it back anymore. It was like a torrent about to break through the dam. All the muscles in his body seemed to be trembling, and his black scales rattled.

It raised its head and hissed toward the sky, its hooves flew, and it rushed towards the broken city wall like lightning.

When he was still several feet away from the city gate, Longju accelerated to the extreme and suddenly jumped across the moat without slowing down at all.

At this moment, the huge dragon colt slammed into the city gate.

There was a deafening loud noise, as if the earth was shaking.

The broken city gate was smashed to pieces in an instant like paper under the impact of the dragon colt.

Zhao Jun behind the city gate was shaken by this huge impact and was in chaos.

Zhao Hongming looked at Long Ju's back and couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't expect Longju to be so vigorous.

The shocking moment when Longju knocked open the city gate, thunderous cheers erupted from the Wei army camp.

Wu Qi, who was in the army, had a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He knew that this was the best time to launch a general attack.

Wu Qi raised the sword in his hand and his voice echoed throughout the battlefield: "Soldiers, the Zhao army's city gate has been broken. Let these Zhao soldiers know how powerful our Wei army is! Kill!"

"kill!"

Following Wu Qi's order, the officers and soldiers of the Wei army shouted in unison, with great momentum.

Countless Wei soldiers rushed to the city gate like a mountain, crossed the city gate that Longju had smashed open, and poured into the city.

Wei soldiers rushed into the city like wolves and tigers, and started a desperate fight with Zhao soldiers.

The light and shadow of swords intertwined into one, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The Wei soldiers at the head of the battle were well-trained and cooperated tacitly. They held spears and shields, formed a dense formation, and advanced steadily.

Although Zhao Bing resisted tenaciously, they were unable to parry in front of the fully equipped Wei soldiers, and gradually fell into trouble under the powerful offensive.

However, Zhao Bing did not give up resistance.

They shouted battle slogans and tried their best to fight the Wei soldiers.

The streets, alleys, and squares in the city have become battlefields, with fighting figures everywhere.

The moment Wei Jun's iron hoofs broke through the city gate, Zhao Jun's coach Li Mu knew that the situation was over.

He stood on the tower and looked at the influx of Wei troops, his heart filled with helplessness and sadness.

Luzhou can no longer be defended, and staying here will only result in the loss of more troops.

The trusted generals around Li Mu also saw the seriousness of the situation and persuaded him to evacuate the city and preserve his strength.

After a moment of silence, Li Mu took a deep breath, made up his mind, and said firmly and forcefully: "Give me the order to withdraw the entire army from the city and retreat to Anze City!"

In the distance, after consecutive shots, Zhao Hongming's physical strength was already a little exhausted.

His face turned slightly pale, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

Zhao Hongming lowered his head and saw that the palm of his hand was burnt black and the skin on it was torn.

His training in the Thunder Destruction Dharma Body was not advanced enough. In the past, he relied on the power of pseudo-magic weapons to master the Heavenly Thunder.

Now it is still a bit difficult for him to continuously control the mighty power of heaven and earth like thunder with only his physical body.

Fortunately, he was nourished by the eternal true meaning, which prevented him from completely exhausting himself and falling to the ground.

Zhao Hongming had an idea, and the true meaning of immortality kept flowing in his body, and he gathered it in the palm of his hand.

sizzle.

Nourished by the true meaning of immortality, Zhao Hongming saw that the wound on his palm had sprouted.

Healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under his gaze.

Zhao Hongming held on to his fatigue, his figure moved slightly, and slowly fell back to Long Ju's back from mid-air.

He patted Long Ju's neck gently and said in a weak voice: "Go to a quiet place."

The dragon horse seemed to feel Zhao Hongming's fatigue. It neighed slightly, and although it was a little reluctant, it still left the battlefield obediently.

On the back of the galloping dragon colt, Zhao Hongming closed his eyes slightly, held the reins tightly with both hands, and tried hard to adjust his breathing.

He directly took out a wish stone and swallowed it for refining.

When the wish stone entered his belly, Zhao Hongming noticed that there was a faint spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathering towards him.

Immortal True Intention also moved rapidly, using these thin spiritual powers to restore his physical strength.

Driven by his intention, Longju climbed to the top of the city where he could overlook the overall situation.

At this time, the battle between the Wei and Zhao armies in the city entered a fierce stage. The two sides were going back and forth, refusing to give in to each other.

Wei Bing gradually gained the upper hand with his strong strength and tacit cooperation, but Zhao Bing still resisted tenaciously and refused to take a step back.

In the shadow of swords and swords, Ma Chuanping and Leyang Wu, who were thousands of captains, stood up and led a group of elite Wei soldiers to the front.

The two men slashed with knives, fearless of death, and killed a group of Zhao soldiers.

"What a fierce general." Li Mu, who was retreating, couldn't help but praise him.

"General, let's go quickly." Jiang Qing beside him urged loudly: "Otherwise, when Emperor Jianwu comes to his senses, we won't be able to leave even if we want to."

When Jiang Qing mentioned Zhao Hongming, all the Zhao generals around him couldn't help but shudder. Even Sect Master Haoran is no match, let alone them.

There is only one way to die if you are targeted.

Seeing the frightened look of the people around him, Li Mu knew there was no need to delay.

He pulled out the sword hanging on his waist, changed into general attire along with other Zhao army generals, and led the people to break out of the encirclement.

Li Mu was already at the martial arts level, and there were not many people in the Wei army who could stop him.

Under the cover of Zhao Jun's 50,000 old troops, Li Mu and others successfully broke through, quietly exited Luzhou, and retreated towards Anze City.

After Li Mu and others evacuated, the remaining Zhao army in Luzhou City resisted tenaciously, but to no avail, and gradually collapsed under the fierce attack of the Wei army.

On the top of the city, the flags of Zhao Jun were carelessly discarded, while the flags of Wei were erected one by one.

The victorious Wei army surged to the top of the city and shouted towards Zhao Hongmingshan: "Long live, long live, long live!"

The sound was deafening.

With the assistance of Zhao Hongming, the Wei army finally successfully captured Luzhou City and opened up Shangdang County.

In Luzhou City after the war, the fireworks had not dissipated, the air was still filled with the strong smell of blood, and Zhao Jun's corpses were everywhere in the city.

Zhao Hongming, who had almost adjusted his breath, rode a dragon colt and slowly entered the battlefield.

The surrounding Wei army generals knelt down and saluted him one after another, their faces full of deep admiration and even worship.

"Start cleaning the battlefield and tally the results." Zhao Hongming's voice was steady and powerful.

He jumped off the dragon colt, walked up to a trusted general, and took the battle report from him.

All subordinates took action one after another and began to clean up the corpses and debris on the battlefield.

Soon after, a general walked up to Zhao Hongming and reported the results of the battle to him: "Your Majesty, our army killed 20,000 Zhao soldiers, captured a total of 1,000 Zhao soldiers, and seized countless grain, grass, ordnance, and property. "

Zhao Hongming nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction.

He looked around and saw the tragedy on the battlefield, but there was no emotion on his face.

No one can die in a war.

This was not the first time he had experienced such a battlefield. He was already used to such battlefields.

Zhao Hongming said: "Let the war supervising army count the war merits, and the property captured will be rewarded on the spot. In addition, the sword will be closed for one day, and only the martial arts forces in the city will be attacked, and the rest will not disturb the people."

After hearing Zhao Hongming's words, the generals couldn't help but feel happy and called him long live.

Nowadays, after armies from all over the world capture a city, they always have the tradition of massacring the city, and even the armies of the Wei state are not exempt from this custom.

Especially those who are successful martial artists usually go their own way.

When he was recruited into the army, his emotions were severely suppressed.

Therefore, after conquering the city, this suppressed emotion will be released intentionally or unintentionally.

Some generals will deliberately indulge themselves in order to maintain morale.

This is due to human nature.

If it is suppressed deliberately and forcefully, it will be very detrimental to the subsequent war.

Fortunately, Wei Wuzu was an elite master trained by Zhao Hongming. Most of them were born at the bottom and had empathy for the people at the bottom.

Coupled with the military merit system and sufficient rewards, they were not as enthusiastic about massacres as other armies, allowing Zhao Hongming to control them.

But then again.

Zhao Hongming has no interest in the poor people at the bottom and is willing to restrain his subordinates and not to disturb the people, but he is interested in the martial arts forces in the fish and meat village.

Not only that, but it's huge.

If these enemy martial arts forces left in the city are not eliminated, a fire in the backyard will be troublesome.

Therefore, whenever Zhao Hongming captured a city, he would send troops to attack and destroy the local martial arts forces.

It not only releases the suppressed emotions of subordinates, but also eliminates hidden dangers.

It's something that kills two birds with one stone.

"Your Majesty, what should we do with the 1,000 Zhao soldiers captured?" Wu Qi raised his head and asked.

"Our food and grass are not very abundant and we can't feed them. Kill them. No one will be left alive." Zhao Hongming moved his lips slightly and uttered serious words.

Wu Qi was not surprised at all. He cupped his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

On the day Luzhou was captured, news also came from the Qinzhou and Zezhou wings.

These two cities were not as smooth as their journey. They encountered many setbacks and have not yet been captured.

Wu Qi and other generals were not in a hurry when they heard the news.

Now that Luzhou has been captured, the situation has opened up for them. The captured Luzhou City is like a nail embedded in Shangdang County.

As long as the supply line is stabilized and Zhao Hongming is in charge, they will always have new opportunities and don't have to rush to attack.

In Wu Qi's eyes, although Zhao Jun was defeated, his strength still existed. If he attacked rashly, he would only fall into greater trouble.

A few days later, when news of the fall of Luzhou reached the Korean court, the entire court fell into panic and chaos.

The Korean ministers looked at each other with frightened expressions on their faces.

They couldn't believe that the powerful Wei army could attack Luzhou so quickly, and that even the Zhao army was no match.

What's even more terrifying is that even the leader of the Haoran clan fell in the city and was beheaded by Zhao Hongming.

The speed was so fast that they were all caught off guard.

Emperor Xuanhui Han Wei's face was as pale as paper, and his hands were clasped together, as if he was trying to control his emotions.

His eyes were full of panic and helplessness, as if he didn't know how to deal with this sudden news.

There was a deathly silence throughout the hall, and their faces were full of tension and anxiety.

These Korean ministers also understand that if Shangdang is captured by the Wei army, South Korea's situation will only become more difficult in the future.

Emperor Xuan Hui took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

He knew that he could not show any weakness or hesitation at this time, otherwise he might make the ministers lose confidence.

After a while, he ordered: "With my order, the whole country has entered a state of war readiness! Mobilize all the troops and prepare to resist the Wei army's attack!"

"As ordered."

"Mr. Shen and the Prime Minister, you guys are staying here. I want to discuss with you the next steps to deal with this."

The whole of South Korea is enveloped in an atmosphere of tension and uneasiness.

People are filled with fear and anxiety, not knowing what will happen in the future.

But some people have already seen that Wei has already risen, and it will be a matter of time before South Korea is destroyed.

On the other side, Li Mu and other Zhao troops passed through the twists and turns of the mountain road and finally arrived at Anze City after many hardships.

Although this city is not as strong as before, the terrain is dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Li Mu also considered the loss of Luzhou at that time, so he left about 10,000 Zhao troops here and ordered them to strengthen the city defense, lay traps, and be prepared to hold on for a long time. (End of chapter)