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Chapter 145: Controlling the Dragon and Defeating the Army, Encircling and Suppressing the Evil Dragon

For three years, the moon over the mountains is reflected in the flute, and the wind blows through the grass and trees in front of the soldiers of all nations.

"Before that, there was a roar of a dragon in Xingqing Prefecture, shocking people for hundreds of miles. At that time, the people of Xixia were talking about it. Li Liangzuo claimed that a real dragon appeared in his dream, which rallied the people, won over the nobles, and started a war."

Ten miles southwest of Xiaoguan, on a hill, Murong Bo looked at the armies confronting each other in the distance.

Hong Chen drank and laughed: "You mean, I gave him a chance?"

"You not only gave him a chance, you also gave me one." Murong Bo pointed at the battlefield, "Western Xia has about 500,000 troops, and they have gathered 200,000 to attack Song. Song has gathered 300,000 troops, but based on past battles, the best case scenario is a draw."

"Is the Song army so weak?"

Murong Bo sneered: "If we talk about the Song people and the Xixia people, then of course there is not much difference, but the armies are different. The fighting power comes from the soldiers and the generals. I am afraid you don't know that the supreme commander of the Song army in this battle is a person who has been doing big business with Xixia."

There is no need to elaborate on the Song Dynasty's suppression of military generals. This supreme commander must have been a civil servant who had previously lived in Bianliang for a long time.

"Of course he can't lose this war directly, but with him around, the Song army can't win too quickly. My lord, when the Xixia army rushes to attack Xiaoguan later, it will be your chance to kill Li Liangzuo."

Although far away from the battlefield, Hong Chen could clearly see the location of the Western Xia central army.

Li Liangzuo led the army in person, and the great banner naturally followed closely beside him.

He was among a group of Xixia generals and warriors, wearing golden armor and looking young.

Beside him, Hong Chen also saw the four evil men and Murong Fu.

"Your son is also with him, why don't you let him retreat?" Hong Chen asked.

Murong Bo shook his head: "Xixia Yipintang is an organization of the royal family that recruits martial arts masters. It is not only to protect the royal family, but also to fight against the martial arts masters of Song. In this battle, there are many martial artists helping the Song side. Li Liangzuo must have Fuer and others stay by his side to feel at ease."

Hong Chen nodded with a smile on his lips.

The two of them bided their time.

Soon after, as the two armies finished their negotiations, the Western Xia side blew the horn first and began to attack.

The Song army also immediately beat drums and guarded the city walls.

The sound of fighting soon came. The Song army held the pass and although the Western Xia army's strength was damaged, its morale remained high.

Both sides soon killed each other, leaving corpses all over the ground, blood flowing everywhere, and fire and thick smoke billowing.

After a while, a cavalry unit of the Song army suddenly attacked from outside the pass, and the Western Xia army attacking the city was temporarily defeated and suffered heavy casualties.

But the Western Xia cavalry quickly pressed forward, and the two sides fought for a long time. The Song cavalry divided and attacked them, but because they had no support, they did not dare to stay for long, so they quickly withdrew again. However, the number of people when they returned was almost half less, which made Hong Chen frown constantly.

He did not know how to command a large army, but losing so many cavalry just to slow down the Western Xia offensive seemed not worth it.

After all, it wasn’t like Xiao Guan couldn’t hold on any longer.

The Western Xia offensive slowed down slightly.

But soon, the Western Xia army pressed forward again, with more people than before!

Murong Bo's eyes moved: "The opportunity has come."

Before he could finish his words, Hong Chen had already rushed out.

The Lingbo Weibu was down to earth and as fast as the wind, leaving behind a trail of afterimages of varying shades.

Murong Bo's eyes fixed as he looked at him, and then he quickly turned around and rode his horse to catch up.

Soon, as they approached the battlefield, the ground seemed to be shaking beneath their feet. The sounds of shouting and roaring, the clashing of sword handles, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air were entangled and intertwined, and the smell of blood rolled in their faces.

Hong Chen took a sudden step forward, and the solid ground suddenly cracked into tiny cracks, while he took advantage of the momentum to leap into the air.

More than three decades of internal energy exploded, and the air vibrated.

While in the air, Hong Chen held the Six Meridians Divine Sword in his right hand and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in his left hand.

But only dragon shadows were seen flying around and sword energy was flying across the sky.

The tight battle formation was suddenly cleared out with a large gap.

After landing, Hong Chen did not stop, his body leaning forward, his true energy surging, sometimes his palms roared like dragons, sometimes his sword energy surged, with himself as the center of the circle, the Xixia soldiers were quickly harvested like straw.

Looking down from a high place, one can see Hong Chen advancing straight ahead. The dragon shadows and sword energies can always push out a piece of flat ground in the dense army formation and carve out a path forward!
And looking at where he was pointing, it was the central army of Western Xia!

Sensing his intention, the Xixia generals reacted quickly and the army immediately rushed forward, attacking with spears and arrows, while iron shields were erected in the rear to form a strong formation.

The underworld is inseparable from the officialdom.

But there are many differences between martial arts and the army.

Swords, spears, bows and arrows could not pierce Hong Chen's protective Qi, and the shield array blocking in front of him could not stop his forward steps.

He stretched out his arms and moved his Qi. He used the Dragon Capturing Technique to capture the weapons in the soldiers' hands, put his hands together, and a dragon shadow circled around his body, gathering his strength and pushing forward.

In an instant, countless swords and spears turned into sharp arrows and shot out under the impetus of true energy.

The shields that overlapped like scales were either pierced through or exploded on the spot, and the soldiers holding shields and assisting behind them fell backwards one after another.

Hong Chen walked straight forward, stepping on their corpses, with a purple dragon following him and flying around, blocking all the Xixia soldiers and arrows that intended to approach.

Invincible!
As his figure became clearer and clearer in his eyes, Li Liangzuo, who was riding a white horse and golden armor, thought of the advice given by the Empress Dowager: You can use his power to enhance your own reputation, but you have to consider whether he will cause trouble for you in the future. If he wants to kill you, I am afraid no one in this world can stop him.

At that time, Li Liangzuo naturally didn't believe it at all. He had seen many martial arts masters, but he firmly believed that those people would eventually be crushed to pieces under the crushing of the army.

However, now he realized that he seemed to have taken it for granted.

Shocked and horrified, Li Liangzuo turned around hastily: "You! Go and kill him!"

Duan Yanqing's face twitched.

What the fuck is the difference between you saying this and Hydra asking Benboerba to get rid of Tang Seng and his disciples?
Duan Yanqing turned his head and exchanged glances quickly with the three villains, then the four of them flew off their horses and rushed towards Hong Chen.

Li Liangzuo's mood eased a little. These four people were the most powerful masters of Yipintang. They should be enough to stop that man. If the army rushed forward, how could he survive...

Before his mental activity was over, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

As soon as the four evil men approached, they were knocked away for an unknown distance by the purple dragon beside that man.

"Useless! Li Yanzong, why don't you all come together!" After saying that, he turned his head and faced the generals: "Retreat!"

Murong Fu sneered silently and rushed towards Hong Chen. Then, before the energy could reach him, he forced out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Seeing the central army retreating under the cover of cavalry, Hong Chen immediately jumped into the air and shouted in a deep voice.

"Li Liangzuo!!"

Everyone on the battlefield looked up, except Li Liangzuo, who was trembling but didn't even turn his head.

hold head high! !

Hearing the dragon's roar getting closer, he kept whipping the white horse under him, wishing he could return to the palace immediately.

But soon, Li Liangzuo felt weightless, and the earth became farther and farther away in his eyes.

Hong Chenyao used the dragon-shaped energy to roll up Li Liangzuo and flew high into the sky.

"A real dragon appears in a dream? Let me show you what a dragon soars into the sky is like!"

Li Liangzuo was swept up into the sky. Listening to his struggles and shouts, no one dared to help, and no one could help!
In a blink of an eye, he turned into a black dot in everyone's eyes, and then fell rapidly under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Snapped! !

With a dull thud, it broke into pieces.

The Xixia soldiers were stunned at first, then horrified and chaos broke out.

But at this moment, a Xixia general stood up and held high the imperial edict.

"This man killed your majesty, causing great loss of face for Xixia. Today, I, Helian Tieshu, take your majesty's will before the expedition as a witness: the army will immediately follow the masters of Xixia Yipintang to blockade and suppress this thief. If you can kill the thief, you will avenge the country. All soldiers, regardless of rank, will be promoted three levels and rewarded with gold, silver and land! Whoever kills the thief can be crowned king!!!"

As he spoke, a martial artist beside him started to speak, using his inner strength to amplify his voice to the entire battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, the armored men in the central army suddenly rose into the air. More than ten of them worked together to shatter Hong Chen's purple dragon, and then landed beside Hong Chen one by one, surrounding him in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the morale of the Xixia soldiers, who were originally somewhat hesitant, suddenly rose again, and they quickly formed a battle array on the periphery under command.

At this time, there were no more Xixia soldiers under Xiaoguan.

Above Xiaoguan, the Song army watched coldly.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet.

The solemn and murderous atmosphere covered the sky and the sun.

Hong Chen watched as the dozen or so people took off their armor and disguises one by one, revealing their monk's robes, Taoist robes, or other attire, and the amusement in his eyes became increasingly intense.

"I don't think I've seen you guys before?"

"Your Excellency is known as the Evil Dragon, and today we are here to slay the evil."

Hong Chen looked at his bald head and asked, "You are a monk. Which temple are you from?"

"I am from Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai, Master Shenshan." The other party introduced himself first, and then said, "I have a senior brother named Xu Chongxiao."

"I understand." Hong Chen nodded, stopped asking questions, and turned to look at the others: "I killed his senior brother, what about you?"

"They have no grudges against you, but you act perversely and violently, and you kill entire families at will. You are a great scourge to the martial arts world and the world. Today, we gather here to kill you!"

The voice came from far away and came closer from among the many soldiers.

It was none other than Murong Bo.

Following behind him were Murong Fu and the four great ministers, and in the hands of the four ministers were Azhu, whose hands were tied and her mouth was sealed.

Hong Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Bo with a smile.

"He was not dead yet, but he left a will and even divided the land to be crowned king. As soon as he died, you showed up immediately, and the Xixia generals came to help. First, there were martial arts masters, and then there was a siege by the army. Not bad, it was done very well. I feel like I am really going to die this time."

Bao Bu Tong held a dagger against Ah Zhu's neck and said, "Evil Dragon! If you surrender, she will still be alive. If you resist, I'm afraid she will die immediately!"

Hong Chen's eyes turned, as sharp as a sword: "Do you want to try?"

Bao Bu Tong's heart trembled when he was stabbed in the air, and he almost dropped the dagger.

Ah Zhu had tears in her eyes. She kept shaking her head at Hong Chen, then leaned forward and rushed towards the blade that was within reach.

Murong Bo suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and prevented her from committing suicide.

Seeing that Hong Chen remained motionless from beginning to end, Murong Bo couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this, so he had other chips to use.

"You are truly so evil that I am caught off guard. However, even if you don't care about your brother's lover, would you care about your lover's mother?"

As he spoke, another person was brought out.

Li Qingluo.

She originally had a cold face and seemed fearless, but when someone's figure appeared in her eyes, her eyes immediately turned red, misty, and her whole face was filled with grievance.

This mother and daughter really look alike.

But compared to Ah Zhu, she was very calm, with only one person in her eyes, and she did not show any panic or nervousness at all.

(End of this chapter)