From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Tuoba Chunshun stood up dazed and vomited several ounces of blood.

The Tuoba clan dominated the Northern Wilds by tempering their physiques, and the foundation of their martial arts was extremely solid. When he was young, his father took him to a polar ice cave, where he used the most advanced Taoist methods to nourish his fetus and strengthen his body from the outside in. In the Northern Wilds, he was known as "Little Tuoba".

But that punch was like a maggot attached to the bone, lingering around for several breaths, repeatedly defeating the rising energy in the body.

Tuoba Chunyun stood up straight and drew the sword from his waist. Just as he was about to use his unique skills, he saw the middle-aged man retreating in panic and the brilliant and hot rain of fire.

"Young Master, run! He is definitely at the peak of the Vajra Realm and possesses the power of double pupils!"

Tuoba Chunshun nodded. Although it was extremely ridiculous to fail in attacking a county, things had come to this point and he cherished his life very much.

The two men turned around, wishing they could use all their strength with every step they took on the city wall.

The next second, seven lances fell from the sky and blocked the way.

The beast-like figure moved much faster than the two of them.

The boiling qi and blood even made the surrounding air blurred. He circulated for two hundred miles without taking a breath. At the peak, he punched out fiercely. The sun and the moon rose again, shining against each other, and moved forward at the same time.

For a moment, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, it seemed as if the sun and the moon really fell to the earth.

He gritted his teeth and stopped speeding up, but turned around and made a spear-throwing motion.

He decisively gave up his future in martial arts and was promoted to the pseudo-realm. He mastered the mysterious art, and the secret technique emerged from the lake of his heart. Dazzling lightning condensed in his hands, like a comet bursting out, shining in the sky.

When he was young, he could tear tigers and leopards apart alive and hunt deer with a spear.

After leaving home, he happened to meet the great master Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, who was at the peak of martial arts, and taught him the mysteries of martial arts.

Once you enter the world of martial arts, it’s hard to meet an opponent.

Until he bowed down before the top young master of Beimang.

"Who wants to be born a slave?"

The heart is unwilling to give in, and heaven and earth resonate with it.

His martial arts realm, which had not advanced an inch since he committed himself to the enemy, suddenly soared. The lightning spear extended to three meters, and the lightning light almost dimmed the light on the top of the city, taking away all the noise from the battlefield.

But the middle-aged man showed signs of being exhausted.

Between life and death, warriors are full of vigor and spirit, but ultimately they are just rootless duckweed.

A spear from the pseudo-realm of celestial phenomena is extremely powerful.

Jiang Yuan turned his fist to the side, and the strong energy fell far into the battle formation, killing hundreds of people, and chose to resist with his physical body.

The lightning spear pierced his body, and the martial arts furnace worked at full capacity to digest it, recovering from the serious injuries that were more than severe.

Jiang Yuan slowed down his pace and walked up to the middle-aged man, grasped his cheek and lifted him up, and the Saint Thief frantically absorbed vitality to recover from his injuries and physical strength.

"Please let him go. If anything happens to him, my clan will be gone. Tuoba Bodhisattva will not easily pass through the border, but he will definitely not let my clan go."

The middle-aged man bit the enemy's mouth tightly, and his dying whisper was extremely clear.

Jiang Yuan's eyes didn't ripple at all as he let the ashes fly away from his palm and the big hole in his heart healed.

In sight, the captain hacked the soldier to death with one sword, and personally led the army to support Tuoba Chunsuan.

Next to the ten lance holes, Hu Zhang's eagle-shooting bow flew in and was taken.

The bow was like a full moon, and lightning burst out at the same time.

This secret technique of lightning spear, which condenses the warrior's powerful aura, has become his own thing.

With the black iron arrow carried, the lightning became even brighter.

At a certain moment, thunder exploded between heaven and earth.

A stream of blue light was like a long sword, cutting through the entire battlefield, and the majestic energy swept across like a mountain torrent.

With the combination of ultimate archery and Qi locking, Tuoba Chunjun, who was only a second-grade junior grandmaster, was still far away from the lightning, but he still lost an arm. Before he fell into coma, he wanted to commit suicide, otherwise he would fall into the hands of Liyang soldiers and become a tool for seeking credit and reward. However, the violent impact of the shock directly pushed his consciousness into the abyss.

As for the commander of ten thousand men, as the main target, not a single bone was left. At the same time, the city gate opened.

Twelve hundred cavalrymen are ready to go and in complete condition.

Zu Kai thought he was not some rare figure like a military genius or a god of war, but even a child could see a hundred flaws in the current Beimang battle formation. The vanguard was beheaded, the captain died tragically, and the enemy's morale was broken. This very good army became a victim of Master Tuoba's willfulness.

"My Lord said to catch the horse first."

On the top of the city wall, Ning Shijian shouted loudly.

Zu Kai nodded and rode forward with his lance.

A group of Black Crows cavalry kept accelerating along the street, and their momentum reached its peak when they left the city.

Following the mighty Thunder Spear, the real trump card weapon runs through the battlefield.

Jiang Yuan no longer paid attention to the battle situation, but came to the three colorful pythons.

Fighting among the same kind is the true meaning of the dragon clan and the group.

As for standing up for other dragons, it can basically be seen as a joke.

Because the female python died too early, these three colorful pythons obviously did not understand the meaning of the existence of their own kind.

After only one was left, its length was close to a hundred meters, with most of its body hanging over the top of the city wall.

Jiang Yuan pointed his finger at the giant python's forehead and taught it the method. The huge creature gradually shrank after realizing the truth and finally turned into a small snake of normal size. It crawled into the cuffs and then climbed onto the neck. After spitting out its snake tongue a few times, it fell into a deep sleep and continued to digest the remaining nutrients from the flesh and blood.

……

November 6th.

Fifty thousand Northern Mang troops entered Hengshui County.

Among the 30,000 infantrymen, 20,000 were vassal troops of powerful families summoned by the imperial edict holder Murong Baoding. One of them was a direct lineage, and the leader of 10,000 men, Huyan Zhuoer, was related to the Yelu family.

As a result, this army was destroyed in the morning while attacking Lanshui County.

The Lanshui County army beheaded more than 4,000 people, captured 3,000 people, and the rest fled into the wilderness.

The captain of ten thousand men, Huyan Zhuoer, died.

Two of the ten great demons were at the Vajra Realm and died in battle.

Tuoba Chunshun was captured with his arm broken.

As the first achievement on the central battlefield, the Jibei defense line, which had not performed well for a long time, was an eye-opener.

The six ministries that were concerned about the war held a meeting and decided to promote Zhiguo, the deputy captain of Lanshui County, to the rank of fifth-rank guerrilla general, a promotion three levels in a row. According to the border policy since the first year of Qianyuan, he was in charge of 5,000 troops.

Although he was a general of the lowest rank, he had escaped the level of soldiers and lieutenants, and could be considered half a general in the future.

This incident did not cause widespread impact.

Because as Beimang moved south, a major event occurred in the hinterland of the country.

Western Chu was restored.

A while ago, two land immortals were born in one day and one place, which was unprecedented. The news that Princess Xichu was alive had long spread throughout the country.

More than half of the generals and captains of the former Western Chu garrison defected, which was clearly the work of Cao Changqing over the past twenty years. The Prince of Guangling and his son lost power.

After the restoration of the country, thanks to the advice of a strange man, Western Chu did not launch a large-scale attack, but instead defended three cities and four towns including Quanyang on the front line, directed its spearhead at Western Shu behind it, abandoned the old capital of Shenhuang City, and established Chang'an Town as the capital, directly and reluctantly gave up the trend of a raging fire.

Prince Yanchi, the most powerful of the six princes of the Zhao family, was ordered to march north, but at the same time, the forces of Southern Tang and Nanzhao claimed to restore their country.

Some people speculated that the Emperor of Zhao wanted Prince Chi of Yan to sacrifice his troops, while Prince Chi of Yan wanted to raise a tiger to cause trouble so that he would not be able to hide his bow until the bird was dead. The relationship between the two sides deteriorated rapidly.

The rare peaceful time after the Spring and Autumn Period was once again turbulent.

(End of this chapter)