Dragon God Battle

Chapter 237

"Where do you come from, and who are you?" General Yang's tone was very calm, and his question seemed a bit gentle.

"General Yang Wei, we came from deep in the mountains. I forgot the exact direction. I just remember walking the mountain road for three months. We ate and drank vegetarian food. We suffered a lot along the way. Thanks to our good martial arts skills. This young man is my servant, and he has been with me since he was a child, and he will follow me forever when he is born, so he will take care of me along the way." Xiaolong replied with a smile.

Yang Wei looked at the two of them again, thinking that they were not monsters in the mountains, so he waited to let them in. At this time, a young soldier next to him whispered something to him, and Yang Wei was immediately displeased. Being the lord of this city, he suppressed the anger in his heart.

The young man was sent to guard the city, he just wanted to gain fame and be transferred to the capital as soon as possible, but seeing Xiaolong's extraordinary appearance and being so outstanding, he couldn't help being jealous, so he deliberately found trouble with him.

"Which country are you from? Are you from the Mingyue Empire?" the young man shouted sharply, showing no respect at all because of Xiaolong's status as a scholar.

Little Longan didn't even bother to raise his eyes, he would meet such a person no matter where he was, like a dog that would bite, if you pay attention to him, he would be even more proud.

"General Yang, you seem to be the supreme commander! Do you want me to go in? If not, then we will find another place to stay." Xiaolong looked directly at Yang Wei.

Yang Wei only felt a tremor in his heart, the man opposite him had powerful eyes, and just one glance made him shudder, as if he had seen through what he was thinking.

Yang Wei struggled for a while, and finally raised his head, showing the aura that a soldier should have, and waved his hands coldly, "Open the door and let them enter the city."

"Master Liu, if there is any problem, I will take it upon myself to offend you!" Yang Wei's deep voice sounded.

"Hmph!" That Liu Ye didn't appreciate it at all, snorted heavily, and walked away.

The surrounding soldiers showed different expressions, and most of them looked at their general Yang Wei with admiration.

Xiaolong couldn't help but feel respect for Yang Wei. That little boy is a high-ranking official, and he bullies others everywhere by relying on his pomp. In modern society, there are too many such villains.

Yang Wei was just a general defending the city, and he was able to let the two of them enter the city at the risk of offending villains, and his mind had to be admired by Xiaolong.

Yang Wei also felt depressed in his heart, but he was offended anyway, at worst he should not be the city guard general. After Yang Wei figured it out, he was no longer depressed, and quickly walked down the city wall to meet Xiaolong in person.

Xiaolong was excited at the moment, and he was not in a hurry to enter the city, but wanted to sit down and have a good drink with the people in front of him. The weather-beaten faces of these frontier soldiers were also full of joy, presumably they were welcoming him.

"Brother, thanks to your righteousness this time, I really want to have a drink with you, brothers, everyone has worked hard." Xiaolong smiled.

Seeing Xiaolong calling him brother, Yang Wei was overjoyed, because Xiaolong was a scholar, and it was already a great honor to call himself a rough man his brother.

"Drinking, haha, it's not a problem! Brothers can have a good drink when the soldiers who replace us arrive." Yang Wei said with a smile.

When the heavy city gate was closed, Xiaolong and Yang Wei had already walked up the city wall along the ancient steps.

I don't know where this place is, Xiaolong can feel the wind in the distance violently blowing against the skirts of everyone, the sky and the earth are vast, and the mountains and forests in the distance look so mysterious and peaceful under the afterglow of the setting sun.

There are many defensive weapons on the ancient city walls, many of which have been rusted. Along with the ancient brick walls, people can feel the real killing spirit on the battlefield.

Xiaolong recalled the previous battles he participated in on Earth. A group of modern people fought with guns or machetes. Although many people died each time, compared with such a place, it cannot be called a battlefield at all. , can only be regarded as pediatrics.

The three of them stood side by side on the city wall, looking at the distant sky. The wind was blowing violently on the faces of the three of them. Dozens of soldiers stood firmly at their posts, and their faces blown by the wind were full of determination.

When Xiaolong was in such a place, he couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance in his heart, and he was always galloping and galloping in a heroic aura.

The beard on Yang Wei's face kept swaying in the wind, and there was a kind of firmness in his thick eyebrows and big eyes. Only then did he realize that this young man who had just entered the city was so tall, even taller than himself. Half of his head, his face looked so resolute and powerful under the reflection of the setting sun. His handsome features and resolute lines really had an aura that even he admired.

Huang boldly stood quietly. At this moment, he also felt a strange feeling, as if the arrogance of the two people around him had affected his timid heart.

For the first time in history, Huang boldly stood up without any scruples, standing like a person. At this moment, there was no longer any sense of fear in his heart.

Countless faint black shadows suddenly appeared in the distance, and as the distance approached, the deep-cold weapon was dazzling under the refraction of the setting sun.

"Woohoo!" The horn blew immediately, and the soldiers below the city tower quickly picked up their weapons and rushed to the city wall, but their faces were not panicked, only anger and determination remained.

"Damn barbarian, you came here again by detour. Could it be that you really treat me as an insult to the Chinese Empire?" General Yang glared angrily, and pulled out the saber at his waist with a swipe.

"Good brother, I never thought that the first time you came, there would be a barbarian army coming to attack the city. You go ahead to avoid the city! These clowns, I will teach them a lesson." Yang Wei said to Xiaolong apologetically.

"Defending the country is everyone's responsibility. I am also a citizen of China, so please allow me to participate in this battle." The expression on Xiaolong's face was so cold, but his heart was full of fire.

"Master, you..." Huang boldly said in a startled voice, but seeing the cold light in Xiaolong's eyes, he obediently closed his mouth.

General Yang glanced at Xiaolong appreciatively, and then began to direct a group of soldiers to prepare to defend the city.

After a meal, the troops in the distance were less than 500 meters away from the city, and the enemy was densely packed, probably tens of thousands of people.

The same black iron cavalry surrounded one man. The man was tall and majestic, with thick chest hair protruding from his half-open linen clothes.

"Slaves of the Huaxia Kingdom, I, Yelu Wanyan, led 3 cavalry to come here today, and vowed to break through the city. If you are sensible, let go of the city gate and surrender, otherwise, when the city breaks, I will slaughter all of you Han people." The man said arrogantly, the voice was very loud, although it was 500 meters away, everyone could hear it very clearly.

"Yelu Wanyan, your Mingyue Empire has been violating our borders and killing my Chinese people, so attack if you have the guts! I will definitely kill you barbarian." Yang Wei's voice became louder.

"Haha, haha," Yelu Wanyan seemed to fall off his horse with a smile on his face, and said with disdain after a long time: "Now, our Mingyue Empire is strong and strong, and we need more land to graze our cattle and sheep. It is the best pasture. Victory only belongs to men on war horses, and you weak Chinese people are only worthy of wiping our blades with blood."

Xiaolong didn't speak all the time, and his mind was full of thoughts. Although this world is a cultivation interface, it is not on the same planet as the earth, but it is.There are still many similarities. Xiaolong already regards himself as a member of Huaxia Kingdom, even though he just came from another world.

Here, history seems to have undergone tremendous changes, but what remains unchanged is that Huaxia is still the largest country in the world, occupying the most fertile land, and is still invaded by other nations like many humiliations in Chinese history. plunder.

What is the reason for all this?Are our citizens unpatriotic?Are our soldiers not brave enough?No, none of this can be called a reason.

How can a nation be strong, and why can other countries only bow down forever?Xiaolong thought of the great Han Empire on earth, the prosperous Tang Empire.

The sense of nationality, blood, determination to dominate the world, Xiaolong thought a lot.

Just as Yelu Wanyan was still laughing loudly over there, as if he didn't care about the nation and the country in front of him at all, Xiaolong's aura surged into the sky.

This imposing manner is so strong, so heroic, and the difference and exuberance of skills are just spiritual temperament.

The gust of wind seemed to get stronger, hitting Xiaolong's skirt, and Xiaolong stood there, not paying attention to the tens of thousands of people in front of him.

The people on the city wall seemed to be able to feel the sense of nationality contained in Xiaolong's aura, and the blood and determination seemed to be jumping in the air.

Everyone could only feel the blood boiling in their hearts, the weapons they held tightly seemed so powerful, and the desire for victory in the battle made the faces of all soldiers congested.

Huang Boldly didn't understand why Xiaolong could generate such a strong aura without releasing a sliver of power at all, and he froze for an instant, feeling only the deep shock in his heart.

General Yang was also inspired by Xiaolong's aura, and only now did he realize that Xiaolong was so heroic, standing like a god of war, overlooking tens of thousands of enemies.

"Who are you?" Yelu Wanyan's tone was full of respect and horror.

"Want to know? You don't deserve it! I can only tell you that I am a Chinese and a member of this great country. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country, let alone a scholar like me."

Xiaolong's words once again shocked the hearts of everyone present. The enemies were filled with admiration and fear, while those among us were filled with admiration and pride.

"Okay, well said, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country." General Yang roared sharply.

Xiaolong suddenly thought of a poem, facing this situation, he couldn't help but recite it aloud: "Lend me three thousand tigers and tigers, and restore my mighty China!" Enjoying the snow on the island, fishing on the shore of the Black Sea, stretching the bow in Lake Baikal, visiting the ancient times in the Indochina Peninsula, offering sacrifices to the ancestors of the Chinese ancestors in the ruins of Tokyo. The Han flag is pointing, watching the wind and fleeing—those who dare to offend the power of China will be punished even if they are far away!"

For a moment, the stirring words reverberated in the air for a long time. Although the names of many places that Xiaolong referred to were unknown to everyone, they were still extremely shocked.Especially the last sentence: "The flag of the Han Dynasty points to the place, look out for the wind and flee-those who dare to offend the might of China will be punished even if they are far away!"

Yelu Wanyan only felt that the man in front of him was so tall, Huaxia had such a talent, he and others could not take advantage of it.

Seeing that the reinforcements defending the city had arrived, Yelu Wanyan felt disheartened for a moment, and Xiaolong's words kept appearing in his mind.

"Retreat, the whole army retreats." Yelu Wanyan took a deep look at the black figure who defeated Wei Wei, then turned around and left, and tens of thousands of soldiers also evacuated in an instant.

There were cheers on the city wall, and the enemy had already retreated without a single casualty. This was unbelievable, and this was the first time in the history of this small town.

(End of this chapter)