Fighter of the Destiny

Guan Feibai's body shook slightly.

When leaving Lishan, the senior brother prepared a tips bag for each of them, saying that it could only be opened at the most critical moment.

A few days ago, the North Third Battalion was under heavy siege, and the rescue of the state cavalry had not yet arrived. He noticed that Liang Banhu opened the letter and read it for a long time by the campfire.

The next day, Liang Banhu died in battle.

Today, is it your turn?

He took out the brocade bag and opened it. There was a letter and a pill inside.

Qiu Shanjun said in the letter that this pill was the same medicine that Xiao Zhang wanted to use to help him break through the situation, but in the end it made him go crazy.

After taking this kind of elixir, there is a chance that one's power will be greatly increased, and one may even break through the realm, but there is a greater chance that one's meridians will be severed - in the case of someone like Xiao Zhang, one will have to spend more than ten years of hard training before he can recover. Or if it's more serious, he will die on the spot.

Baicai didn't read the content of the letter, but looking at Guan Feibai's expression changes, he vaguely guessed something, and tried his best to dissuade her.

Guan Feibai held the elixir expressionlessly, ignoring what he was saying next to him.

Baicai looked at Xu Yourong and said with a cry, "Why do you have to remind him of this?"

"How can you blame Junior Sister for this matter? After all, it is your and my own choice."

Guan Feibai looked very calm, and after saying this, he swallowed the pill into his belly.

The next moment, he fell asleep.

"It's an intoxicating drug. Senior brother asked me to get it from Chen Changsheng."

Xu Yourong said to Baicai: "Liang Banhu also has one in his bag. I don't know why he didn't eat it. Is the content in the letter different?"

Seeing his senior brother being carried away like a drunkard, Baicai subconsciously touched his head and said, "I haven't opened the letter yet, so I don't know if it's the same."

Xu Yourong reached out and touched his head and said softly: "Then come with me."

Only then did Baicai realize that she was lying to him.

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The ones attacking the Eastern Route Army were indeed the main force of the demon clan. In addition to more than ten thousand wolf riders, there were also several times that number of warriors from various tribes.

The most important evidence is that the commander of this demon army is the Demon Commander.

From a distance of more than ten miles, the huge figure of the overturned mountain can be clearly seen.

The mountain wolf died in Nuorilang before, and I don't know where the Demon Commander found another one.

Wang Po held a knife in one arm and sat in a wet swamp, leaning against a tree that had been dead for many years. He closed his eyes and ignored the sounds of fighting and life and death outside the mist.

His injuries are far from recovered. If he wants to stop the Demon Commander, he must cherish every ounce of physical strength.

Why the demons abandoned the Chinese army camp to attack the east route army? The reason is actually very simple and anyone can understand it.

Because no one can see the hill outside the battlefield.

There is a car on the mountain.

There was a little Taoist priest in the car.

The little Taoist priest is flying a kite.

There is an extremely huge painting tied under the kite.

The painting depicts the burning of Jialan Temple.

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The wolf cavalry rushed over like a tide, but when they were still several miles away from the hill, they were blocked by the black armor cavalry.

The war was conducted in an extremely direct and rough manner, and each other's strategic intentions were very obvious, so naturally there were not many tactics to talk about.

The entire wilderness seemed to be able to feel the vibrations coming from the east, and could hear the sounds of fighting over there.

"I don't know if the other side can still stand it. I just know that I can't stand it."

It was very rare for the King of Ling Hai to talk to Chen Changsheng in such a human tone.

Because he was indeed under great pressure, as long as he walked out of the camp, countless eyes would be cast on him.

There was inquiry, uneasiness, contempt, and encouragement in those eyes, which were extremely complex and sinister.

The main force of the demons attacks the Eastern Route Army, and the hill may be submerged by the black tide at any time.

At this time, everyone wants to know the Pope’s attitude.

The vast majority of priests and soldiers hope that he can issue an order as soon as possible for the army to go to the rescue.

Yes, even Divine General He Ming was not qualified to issue such an order. Chen Changsheng could only give it personally.

"There's no news from over there, don't move."

Chen Changsheng said.

Tomorrow is the time to refine Cinnabar Pills. He is thinking about whether to cancel this batch of refining and save his energy for the decisive battle that may follow.

Because Cinnabar Dan didn't save those people he wanted to save.

The battlefield is the place where people mature the fastest.

Guan Bai's hands were cold.

His heart will not lose its warmth, but it will be much stronger than usual.

The King of Linghai hesitated for a moment and then said: "Is there a possibility... that it is not convenient for the other side to speak?"

It is indeed difficult for a master to turn to his students for help in the end... especially for a pair of masters and disciples who are known to have a strange relationship.

If this is the case, what if Chen Changsheng doesn't take the initiative to go to the rescue and something happens in the end?

Shang Xingzhou is a saint with unfathomable realms of cultivation, but after all, he is old and frail here.

According to news from Luoyang, he has become much older in recent years.

Nothing can happen to Shang Xingzhou because he is the spiritual leader of the human race.

No matter how much you dislike him, you must accept this fact.

Thinking about the scene he saw next to the hot spring, the tightly tied black hair and... the white hair that could no longer be completely covered, Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and finally just waved his hand.

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As the war continued, the pressure from all sides became more and more real, and the eyes turned to letters from Red Eagle, and some god generals even tried to break into the camp to see Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng met with those divine generals, but did not agree to their request.

Xu Yourong said: "The situation over there is indeed a bit serious. The Third North Battalion will not move, and the Fourth Battalion may have to go up again."

Chen Changsheng said: "I know."

Xu Yourong said: "The pressure will become more and more intense."

Chen Changsheng looked at the smoke and dust between the fields and mountains in the distance. After a moment of silence, he said: "When I was a child in Xining, my senior brothers stood in my way when the pressure came. When I went to Kyoto, I had my senior uncle and Archbishop Melisha, and later there were You, but I’m actually pretty good at withstanding pressure.”

He has been facing the shadow of death since he was ten years old, and no one can bear the pressure better than him.

He continued: "There is a problem in starting the war too early."

Yes, no matter how little food and grass there is in Xue Lao City, we should hold on for a while, at least until the weather gets colder.

Xu Yourong also thought so and said, "What do you think?"

"Master didn't ask me to help, that means he doesn't need my help. I don't know what he is planning. My ability in this area is relatively weak, so I can only cooperate as usual..."

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "Just like that time in Baidi City, you and Master figured everything out, and I just followed suit."

Xu Yourong thought about it and found that what he said was correct.

In essence, she is the same type of person as Shang Xingzhou and the Holy Empress, while Chen Changsheng is another type of person.

The survival of humanity requires the former, but the latter is the purpose, or is that why she likes him so much?

"I like you."

Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and said seriously.

Such a sudden confession was really surprising.

The most important thing is that there are still many people around and there are still people in the camp.

They didn't deliberately avoid anyone in their conversation just now.

The King of Linghai carefully wiped the magic weapon in his hand, as if he didn't hear anything.

God Heming froze the hand that was lifting the curtain in mid-air, just like the smile on his face.

Anhua looked at Xu Yourong with stars in his eyes, thinking that the saint was really amazing.

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Such scenes can only appear occasionally, like little lucky flowers blooming in the blood and fire. Of course, the main theme on the battlefield is still war.

There were battles everywhere. Chaos and bloody battles were happening constantly in the wilderness for hundreds of miles south of Xue Lao City.

The soil here is full of humus, so black that it is intoxicating, and so rich that even blood falling on it does not look particularly eye-catching.

But as the snow fell these days, the wilderness was first coated with a layer of white, and then ushered in so much red and green blood, the scene became shocking.

Even the painter with the most radical artistic concepts in Xuelao City could not imagine such a color combination and such a collision of brushstrokes.

Feint attack, containment, suppression, division and encirclement, and hard push. After all the little tricks are used, the situation is still as clear as it was at the beginning.

The most intense and brutal battle took place between the Wolf Cavalry and the Left Army led by the Demon Commander.

The demon wolf cavalry and the black armor cavalry collided together, tearing apart and devouring each other.

It's like a place where rivers and oceans meet.

Waters of different colors collided constantly, setting off huge waves that could shake the sky and form a whirlpool that could swallow the entire sky.

In the center of the whirlpool was the inconspicuous hill.