From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Wu Fengdeng looked back and saw that it was an ordinary soldier wearing cotton armor. Judging from the style, he should be a messenger stationed at the border of Qin State.

"Your Majesty!"

He rushed to Ying Zheng and pulled out a military report from his arms: "Your Majesty, the Great Wall is in danger!"

Wu Fengdeng looked slightly stunned.

Great Wall?

Is there something wrong with Yang Jianwen?

Sure enough, the messenger then panted and shouted: "The Huns' 400,000-strong army invaded the south and destroyed the Great Wall yesterday. The head of the Yang family led the army to defend, but was in a desperate situation due to the disparity in troop strength!"

"Your Majesty, please send troops to support us as soon as possible. The scale of the Xiongnu's invasion to the south is unprecedented!"

Ying Zheng quickly unfolded the battle report, glanced at it for a moment with an extremely solemn expression, and then handed it to Wu Fengdeng.

There were only a few hundred words on it, but it made his pupils shrink slightly.

The letter said that the Xiongnu army this time had 470,000 soldiers, including the left and right wise kings and the newly promoted Zhenwu Maodun Chanyu, a total of three Zhenwu, and the remaining strong men were more than twice the number of the Yang family.

In addition, they had been planning for a long time, and on the day of the start of the war in Lidong, they destroyed the Great Wall facilities at all costs, resulting in the current passive situation of the Yang Mansion.

In order to keep them out of the border, Yang Jianwen led his elite personal soldiers and forced his way in and out of the Hun army seven times, killing countless strong men, and only then was he able to barely maintain the situation.

But she has not yet been promoted to an earthly immortal after all, and has been injured from killing enemies repeatedly. Now the Yang family is trapped in Jianjia City, suffering heavy losses, and the situation is extremely critical.

In short, this year's Hun invasion is the worst in a hundred years!

"Has Maodun also advanced to Zhenwu? This guy is indeed a strong opponent. I'm afraid that except for Yang Jianwen, no one can be his opponent."

Wu Fengdeng frowned, still remembering how powerful he was when he fought with Maodun Chanyu. Now that he has been promoted to Zhenwu, he is even more invincible.

"Brother Wu, the situation is critical and there is no time to waste. You should lead the troops to support the Yang Mansion. General Meng Tian needs to defend the country, and General Li Xin is responsible for the coalition. Now only you can maneuver."

Ying Zheng turned around and suggested, "Take the Black Dragon Riders with you as well. With the remaining troops you have now, it will make up exactly 200,000."

Wu Fengdeng put down the battle report and nodded.

Now it seems that he is the only one who can go to provide support, and Wuyang is only a few hundred miles away from the Great Wall. If he sets out now, he can arrive in less than half a day.

"Your Majesty, I can go to provide support, but please send someone to Luoxing Island. I am still a little worried."

Wu Fengdeng was still worried about Jiang Qiyu's situation. Although he had no time to worry about it, he still wanted to know the current situation.

Ying Zheng also understood, patted his shoulder and said: "Okay, I will let Fei go, you and I can trust him to do the job."

"That couldn't be better!" Wu Fengdeng agreed and wanted to leave immediately.

"Brother Wu, wait a minute!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly called him and waved his hand. A eunuch next to him quickly brought up a wooden box.

"Before I came here, your father took the initiative to write to me and asked me to go to the doctor's house to get this red pearl herb back for you. It also included the doctor's latest experience on this medicine."

"Did your foster father instruct you?"

Wu Fengdeng was slightly surprised. This was the first time he saw Wei Zhe worrying about things outside.

Crimson Pearl Grass.

What is the purpose of my godfather's action?
He is a master of Qimen, and his every move must have some deep meaning. Now things are happening one after another, and he asked him to bring the Crimson Pearl Herb with him. Did he anticipate something?

Wu Fengdeng pursed his lips, but as the situation was dangerous he did not think any more about it. He put the wooden box into the mechanism box behind him and said goodbye to reorganize his troops.

After this battle, his subordinates lost a total of more than 30,000 people. If the 20,000 Black Dragon Riders brought by Ying Zheng are included, the total number of troops would be about 200,000.

He summoned all the generals as quickly as possible. "Everyone, the Xiongnu are invading, Jianjia City is in danger, and the men of Shenzhou must rush to help. Now I will make some arrangements."

"General Zhang Qing, take your men to prepare 100,000 shi of grain and fodder, as well as medicine. Take as much as you can."

"Qiao Zhanbo, you will now go and organize the army. The Black Dragon Cavalry will also be under your command. You will lead them all the way after we set out. The vanguard cavalry must arrive at Jianjia City before noon tonight."

"The rest of the generals, follow me and fly to Jianjia City at full speed!"

Time was running out, so Wu Fengdeng made a simple deployment and without hesitation, he took off into the air. The generals followed him one after another. Zhang Qing and Qiao Zhanbo were well aware of the seriousness of the matter and quickly acted according to the order.

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Border, Jianjia City.

Thick smoke filled the air. Apart from the relatively intact city walls, most of the buildings in the city had become ruins. A large number of people huddled in fear near the city lord's mansion, all of them with dishevelled hair and dirty faces.

In addition to them, there were also a large number of wounded soldiers wandering around. Military doctors were busy treating them. Screams and roars were heard one after another, and an atmosphere of despair was silently filling the air.

City Lord's Mansion.

All the generals from Yang's residence gathered in the hall, most of them suffering from injuries of varying severity, and there were even a few casualties compared to last time.

Yang Jianwen, who was sitting in the upper seat, had scars all over his red armor and his face was pale.

The palm of his hand resting on the armrest was constantly dripping with blood, forming a small pool of blood that was red and green in color, and was obviously highly poisonous.

This is bleeding, and also detoxification.

A ruthless method of removing toxins by directly consuming essence and blood.

She was forced to do this because the Xiongnu King's poison could not be dispatched using spiritual energy, so she could only resort to this method of self-mutilation.

In fact, she could also use the Red Lotus Karma Fire to refine it, but unfortunately she was only focused on killing the enemy at the time and had no time to deal with it. Until now, even the Red Lotus Karma Fire is powerless.

But there is still some fighting power.

"This time the Xiongnu attacked with the whole tribe's strength, they must be planning to invade Shenzhou this year. They have been gathering strength for a year, we still underestimated the enemy."

Yang Shouzheng shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, that's right. We should think of a way to take the initiative and attack a few times this year to deplete their manpower."

"This is not appropriate. After all, the foundation of my Yang Mansion is far inferior to theirs. Taking the initiative will not have good results."

"These barbarians have become smarter. They know that our greatest support is the Great Wall, so they destroyed it at all costs. Especially that Maodun, who actually used his True Martial Realm cultivation to forcibly destroy it!"

"It's no use talking about this now. We still have to think about how to get through this difficult time."

……

Bao'er stood aside and couldn't say a word. He could only listen silently, with sadness on his little face.

"Before the Huns besieged the city, the Qin messenger had already sent a message saying that reinforcements would arrive soon, at the latest at noon tonight." Yang Jianwen said weakly at this time.

"Everyone, please hold on until noon tonight."

"That's it. Take this time to relax and rest."

"Yes."

Everyone also knew that the only way now was to try every possible means to delay until reinforcements arrived. It was pointless to stay here, and they might as well take a good rest during this time, so they dispersed.

After everyone had dispersed, Yang Jianwen groaned, red and green blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his breath seemed to have weakened a little. (End of this chapter)