I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 358: Fighting! Concubine Yan! Kill the Nine Immortals!
The void is vast and the palaces are endless.

Against the backdrop of golden glow in the sky and clouds that look like fairy air rising up, there is a sense of beauty that is almost sacred in its majesty.

Just like the immortal heavenly palace of the ancient divine dynasty in the legend.

And when those rows of people wearing dark golden armor and stepping on auspicious clouds appeared in front of the nine barbarian immortals, even though they knew that all this was fake.

I still can't help but think of that ancient existence that has long disappeared in the long river of history.

Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals!

"Another illusion?"

wrong!

No matter how powerful the illusion is, it cannot evolve into 'reality'.

These 'heavenly soldiers and generals' before us are different from those in palaces and halls, they are so real!

When these True Immortals of the Seventh Realm used their Dharma Eyes to look, they could even clearly see the true spiritual light that belonged to each individual!

Therefore, this is not a simple evolution or replication of illusion.

The thought suddenly changed, and the barbarian immortals looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of suspicion that was difficult to conceal in each other's eyes.

"Wrong! All wrong!"

"It's not fake! It's not an illusion!"

"This is the Heavenly Palace! This is the Imperial Palace! I... We are committing a treasonous act, a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven!"

Listening to the idiot beside him muttering in panic, one of the barbarian immortals finally couldn't help but scold him.

"Shut up!"

"If you continue to talk nonsense and disturb our minds, don't blame us for not considering the feelings of our fellow tribesmen!"

As he said this, the barbarian immortals looked at him with cold and annoyed eyes.

Faced with such public outrage, the idiot seemed a little helpless, but he still kept muttering in a low voice.

"The Heavenly Palace has revived, He is back!"

"Everything recorded in that ancient book is true, and what the scholar said back then is also true!"

"The emperor has gone through tribulations and will return in this world..."

It's a pity that his words did not succeed in attracting the attention of his fellow tribesmen around him.

Because at this moment they didn't have time to argue with him.

In just this short moment, tens of thousands of fierce warriors wearing dark gold armor had rushed forward.

Before the troops arrived, the terrifying murderous aura rising into the sky had already made them feel like thorns in their backs.

With his brows slightly furrowed, a barbarian immortal snorted coldly.

"Who cares if it's true or not! Just kill the ant!"

Although cultivators in the upper three realms cannot easily commit the sin of killing, otherwise they will suffer disaster under heaven's punishment.

But this war concerns the future survival, honor and disgrace of the Wuhuan clan. Even if divine punishment comes in the future, they will not care.

Again, all sacrifices are worth it.

Those ordinary tribesmen who were used as sacrifices and offerings under the Champion City died.

Of course they will die too!
What's more, there is still a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

That is, they did not break through the realm and become immortals through normal means. Perhaps the Heavenly Dao... cannot control them?
So after hearing this, the other barbarian immortals were silent for a moment.

Then he nodded directly.

"good."

The words fell.

Even the barbarian immortal who had just been scolded by everyone as a fool, seeing his fellow tribesmen around him taking action one after another, had to grit his teeth and choose to share the cause and effect and sin of killing with his fellow tribesmen around him.

And how terrifying it would be if nine True Immortals of the Seventh Realm attacked at the same time!
The vast and boundless magic power of the true immortals, under the guidance of their respective methods, turned into magical powers and swept towards the tens of thousands of tiger-like and wolf-armored soldiers in front.

The terrifying power of the True Immortal could easily overturn even a mountain or sea, not to mention the tens of thousands of soldiers and generals in front whose highest cultivation level was no more than the sixth realm.

What shocked and surprised them was that in the face of such terrifying magical powers, those tiger-like and wolf-like warriors were able to block them.

Looking around, I saw a dazzling star shining in the sky above the heads of those fierce and wolf-armored soldiers.

And these stars are exactly the same as the tiger and wolf warriors below!

It seems disorganized and clueless.

But in fact, they are interconnected and echo each other, and to some extent, they have almost the same effect as the military force of the military strategists!

When the barbarian immortals saw this, although their expressions did not change much, a storm of shock and fear had already risen in their hearts.

But after a moment, they still shouted angrily with some disbelief.

"Attack again!"

"I just don't believe it. Could it be that someone can really defeat the immortals with his mortal power?"

They had also just ascended to the realm of true immortals from the sixth realm.

Of course I know how huge the gap is.

So even if these armored soldiers could block their attack once, they didn't believe that these ants could block it the second or third time!

And this time, they won't be as casual as they were just now.

I will just give it my all!

Soon, in the void on the opposite side, the figures of countless dark gold warriors began to disappear and be annihilated rapidly under various terrifying magical powers.

What you see is a large, neat and solemn military formation, which is being wiped out in large areas.

Correspondingly, the bright stars that gathered above them also dimmed and went out.

But what shocked the barbarian immortals even more was that these fierce and wolf-armored warriors seemed to be completely unaware of death and continued to charge towards them wielding their weapons.

Shields and armor are in front, and long weapons are behind.

Behind the formation, powerful arrows like heavy rain kept shooting down.

Even though their comrades around them fell from the void or were wiped out by magical powers at a speed visible to the naked eye, they were completely unaware.

The shouts of killing still shook the heavens and the earth.

……

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Above the void, that bright and brilliant sea of ​​stars has mostly become extinguished and dim.

The huge military formation below, which was originally neat and solemn, had naturally fallen apart at this time.

The dark gold armor on the remaining group of soldiers was broken into pieces, and they could barely form a formation.

But they were not on defense.

Instead, he still took an offensive stance.

Even the eyes beneath their cold masks did not show any sadness or grief. Instead, they were still full of fighting spirit and fanaticism.

The barbarian immortals couldn't understand their expressions, but that didn't stop them from being greatly shocked.

So one of the barbarian immortals with blood on his shoulder couldn't help but sigh.

"You are the most powerful warriors and the most powerful army I have ever seen!"

"Even the Zhen Liao Army is no match for you!"

Yes, he is hurt!
Not only him, but all the True Immortals of the same race around him were more or less injured at this time.

The seventh-level true immortal, who regarded himself as an immortal and looked down upon ordinary people as ants, was actually injured by an ant.

This is nothing short of a shame for them.

But people on the grassland have always admired warriors, so this does not prevent them from praising them.

However, the barbarian immortal did not expect that when the remnant soldiers and generals heard his words, their originally sharp eyes would reveal a strange look.

"Compare us with the Liao Zhen Army?"

The leading general subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but then he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"But we are the Liao-suppressing Army..."

Of course, he couldn't tell the other party the truth. He just snorted coldly and mocked him.

"Upper third realm? That's all!"

"Give me another 30,000 strong soldiers, and I will surely kill you in battle!"

After saying this, he ignored the gloomy faces of the barbarian immortals and pointed with the long sword in his hand.

He drank again.

"Kill the enemy! Kill!"

The hundreds of remaining soldiers behind him also showed no fear and rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

Knowing that they will die, they still act like moths to a flame. It is truly shocking.

It’s a pity that this piece of void is also a battlefield.

On the battlefield, only strength, life and death matter.

Under the coverage of a magical power containing a bit of anger and terror, the sea of ​​stars in the void finally became completely extinguished and disappeared.

Looking at the suddenly empty space in front of him, a barbarian immortal suddenly sighed.

"The Yong people are formidable..." All the barbarian immortals around him were silent.

At this moment, they suddenly realized that if all the people of Yong were like this, even if they took the two cities of Guanjun and Langju, or even Zhenliao and the entire Youzhou.

What can happen in the end?
With such a small number of people in their Karasuma clan, I'm afraid that after just a few bloody battles like this, there will be no one left in their Karasuma clan.

What will they have to follow the Khan and fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Wuhuan clan?

Thinking of this, the barbarian immortals lowered their heads and eyes, feeling confused.

But who among those who can reach this point is not mentally strong?
After a brief moment of distraction, they regained their composure and their eyes gradually became firm.

They still have hope!

If there aren’t enough people, we’ll make up for it with strength!
As long as this battle can end quickly and after the city is captured, there will be enough blood sacrifices.

The strength of the tribesmen will surely increase dramatically in a short period of time!
Then, taking advantage of the fact that the Yong people had not reacted, they quickly swept across Youzhou and then headed directly south.

By then, the snowball will get bigger and bigger, and will eventually be unstoppable!
Thinking of this, the barbarian immortals suddenly felt a sense of urgency and anxiety.

The powerful divine thoughts swept around without hesitation. They wanted to find the Yongren Champion Marquis!

Just take him!
The Champion City will be destroyed in the blink of an eye!
"Marquis Guanjun, now that things have come to this, why don't you come out?"

"That's right! Could it be that you, a young hero of the Yong people, are going to be such a coward?"

Hearing those somewhat irritable voices, Han Shao, who was holding the Heavenly Book, smiled faintly and said nothing.

The figure of the water-blue real dragon beside him couldn't help but speak.

"You just let those ants run wild?"

The sound is melodious and very pleasant to hear.

Han Shao didn't even raise his head.

"No hurries?"

He had to figure everything out on his own with this broken golden finger. Some things had to be tried and verified before he could know them clearly.

Just like the strength of that old man Yun Zhongzi, and the tens of thousands of Zhen Liao elites who just came back from the dead...

Looking at the densely packed names on the heavenly book in his hand that were dimming again, Han Shao sighed helplessly.

"After all, the reputation is not enough..."

【Only tools and names cannot be lent to others, they are the responsibility of the ruler】

Name is a kind of authority.

This is especially true in this world.

At least for now, this is all Han Shao can give them.

With a thought in mind, Han Shao took the jade pen and wrote two words in front of the densely packed names.

【Dou Department】.

It is both a name and a characterization.

As for whether the Eight Divisions of Heaven from another world would be copied in the future, Han Shao felt that it probably would not happen.

We should adapt to local conditions and not be dogmatic.

This is Mr. Zi Ren’s wise words.

Han Shao slowly put away the jade pen and threw it into the void along with the heavenly book.

During this process, he did not bring those soldiers back into this inner world.

Firstly, their number is so huge that the daily intake of heaven and earth energy is indeed a considerable burden for him.

Secondly, the inner world is too lonely now. It is not a blessing to let them stay here with thoughts and feelings.

But a kind of torture.

So instead of doing this, it would be better to let their true spirits rest in the Heavenly Book for a while.

Let’s talk about it when the time is right.

Han Shao sighed in his heart, then raised his head and looked at the aqua-blue real dragon figure beside him.

"Should I call you Concubine Yan?"

Hearing Han Shao's words, Gong Yan was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"Everything in life has become a cloud of smoke, there is no need to mention it again."

"You can call me fellow Taoist or just call me by my name. There is no taboo in sharing the same Yan."

Hearing this, Han Shao looked at her with interest.

I didn't dwell on this issue any further, I just asked out of curiosity.

"Don't I remember that you are not from the mermaid tribe? Why do you appear in the form of a dragon?"

This was how he looked when he saw the remnant soul of Gong Yan when he was dragged into the Mirage Dragon Pearl by that bastard Ji Jiu.

But Han Shao never cared about it.

However, Gong Yan never expected that after hearing these words, a complex look flashed in his huge dragon eyes.

"I'm not a mermaid."

Han Shao was slightly stunned when he heard this.

"You are not from the mermaid tribe? Then Ji Jiu..."

The mermaid blood in Ji Jiu is real.

But this Gong Yan said that she was not a mermaid...

Could it be that the old Taikang was trying to frame this former Princess Yan of Dayong?

Hmm, that's not right...

In an instant, Han Shao seemed like a 'blind student who discovered a bright spot', and his expression gradually became playful.

"There is a story..."

Unfortunately, now was obviously not the time to listen to stories, so Han Shao could only suppress his curiosity and stand up from the palace.

"I don't like to look up when talking to people. Please transform into a human form."

Faced with Han Shao's impolite request, Gong Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally did as he said.

A piece of azure water light changed, and a graceful figure walked out from it.

Han Shao, who was about to step out of the hall, looked at the beautiful face that could not be described in words, and paused almost instinctively.

He didn't know why, but every time he saw this face, he couldn't help but have some distracting thoughts.

Or, evil thoughts would be more appropriate.

"You know, I have a grudge against Ji Jiu."

Han Shao grinned and chuckled, his eyes sweeping across the jade-like face.

"Tell me, when is the right time for me to kill him?"

Hearing Han Shao's words, a trace of panic flashed across that face that was so exquisite that it surpassed the most beautiful face in the world.

"Daoyou, don't!"

A cry of surprise, showing tension and panic.

Han Shao's smile widened.

At this time, should he start the plot with a sentence like "Madam, you don't want to..."?

After looking her up and down meaningfully, Han Shao suddenly stepped forward and lifted her chin with his hand.

"Tell me your story later."

"I am very interested."

After saying this, he ignored Gong Yan's nervous and flustered expression and disappeared silently from her sight.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of a group of barbarian immortals.

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

Hearing the sneer from one of the barbarian immortals, Han Shao's smile from Gong Yan did not diminish.

"You are so impatient. It seems that you are tired of the prosperity of this world."

In short, they are tired of living and want to die.

The group of barbarian immortals thought about it for a while before they understood the meaning of Han Shao's words.

"you wanna die!"

This kind of thin and repetitive words is really boring.

Han Shao also felt quite bored.

What value and meaning does this boring existence have in this world?

So he just clapped his hands lightly, then pulled the souls of Li Jing and the other four people into this place, pointed at them and spoke lightly.

"Try and see if you can kill him."

"If that doesn't work, I will personally send them off."

……

(End of this chapter)