God-level Selection System

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Four

Fu Cailin would never guess that this time Yang Guang tried his best to take Goguryeo.

and……

Different from the past, this time beside Yang Guang, there was a master like Ye Chen who was like a real immortal in the army.

Although the master-level master himself has a premonition similar to a whim, he cannot perceive the specific existence.

Otherwise, Fu Cailin would not ask his disciple to inform the lord, but immediately abandon the city and escape...

Although he is the uncle of the contemporary country lord, he is very indifferent to power. Instead, he is obsessed with martial arts, created the way of Yijian, and became one of the three great masters in the world.

Perhaps for Goguryeo, Fu Cailin is their patron saint.

But if Fu Cailin really wants to choose between life and country, he will choose the former without hesitation.

Besides...

Fu Cailin has guarded Goguryeo for so many years, and he has almost done his best.

…………

After nearly a month, the three-way army in Goguryeo was almost like a broken bamboo.

Even if the Goguryeo side had taken precautions early, but after all, the land was vast and sparsely populated. No matter in terms of military strength or other aspects, it could not be compared with a big country like Da Sui.

finally……

An army of one million gathered under the city of Pyongyang.

This is the capital of Goguryeo. The huge city wall is more than twenty feet long. On the wall, there are countless Goguryeo soldiers holding bows and crossbows.

In the distance, it was naturally black and heavy, and the Sui army, who was almost out of sight, completely blocked the entire city of Pyongyang.

"His Majesty--"

Next to Yang Guang, the people who came to the nurse, Yang Yichen, Zhang Xutuo, etc., all looked happy.

This time they were more or less given a lot of military merits. After they won the city of Pyongyang and the class teacher returned to the court, it was less likely to be promoted.

Although it may not be possible to give Hou Baixiang, at least the title of a general is indispensable.

As for the other generals, they were also secretly excited.

"interesting……"

After looking around Pyongyang City for a few times, Yang Guang also showed a faint smile: "It seems that this time, Goguryeo is a guinea pig. I want to see, how can one Fu Cailin contend with my army of millions?"

"As your Majesty wishes..."

A faint word suddenly came from the wall.

But seeing a man in white suddenly appeared at the head of the city, causing a commotion.

The appearance of the visitor is not beautiful...or even weird and ugly.

He has an unusually narrow face, and the five senses on it are all shortcomings that no one wants to have, and they seem to be crowded together, making his forehead look particularly high.

The chin is slender and the outer pocket is a bit cumbersome, and the bent nose bridge is unconventionally towering and huge, making his eyes and mouth appear smaller.

Fortunately, there is a long black hair with two shoulders, which harmonizes the inconsistency of wide shoulders and narrow faces, otherwise it will be even more awkward and weird.

Fu Cailin!

For this face, many generals of the Sui army are familiar with it, which can be said to be hateful.

If it weren't for Fu Cailin's instigation, they had already won Goguryeo, so why bother to spend so much time and again?

"Your Majesty, let Xiang Dao come to meet this master Yi Jian."

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen, who was silent on the side, spoke actively when Fu Cailin appeared, which also caused Yang Guang's surprise.

"Guo Shi, what are you?"

"At any rate, as a national teacher of the Great Sui Dynasty, Pang Dao went out with the army this time without any merit. When the class teacher returns to the imperial court in the future, there may be someone slandering behind his back.

Ye Chen said lightly.

"Hahaha, the national teacher said and laughed."

Yang Guang shook his head. He naturally had enough knowledge of Ye Chen's methods, as if he had thought of something, and said, "Since the national teacher intends to make a move, then...it will work."

"It's okay, a trivial matter!"

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and under the gaze of everyone, he took a step forward, appeared out of nowhere, and looked at Fu Cailin on the city wall.

"Pan Dao doesn't want to be said to be bullying the small. I only have one sword. If you take this sword, regardless of life or death, Pang Dao will not continue to attack, how?"

These words also caused Fu Cailin to frown deeply, but said nothing.

It was just because the people who came to him felt that it was illusory, as if it did not exist in this world, but it actually existed in front of him, which was extremely contradictory!

"If you don't speak, Pang Dao will treat you as acquiescence--"

When the voice fell, Ye Chen opened his palm, and an ancient sword that looked like stone but not stone, like jade but not jade appeared in his hand.

Zhu Xianjian!

Then, it was a light wave.

Just like a child's graffiti, or an old man with a stick, this sword seems ordinary, without any warning.

But the next second.

Everything around it seemed to have fallen into stillness.

The wind stopped.

The sky and the earth seemed to darken in an instant.

The millions of people in the city fell into sluggishness at the same time.

No one can describe the scene at that time. The sky collapsed, the ground cracked, and numerous cracks appeared on the huge city wall, and then they collapsed.

As for Fu Cailin.

No one cared whether he was wiped out by this sword, or was overwhelmed by the collapsed city wall, or escaped from under the sword.

The city of Pyongyang in front of it almost changed drastically.

The huge city wall, under this shocking sword, has long been in ruins, and all the soldiers guarding the city above have all fallen into the deep crack on the ground.

As for the Sui army, although they did not personally feel the power of the sword, seeing this scene seemed to be a scene of the anger of the gods, and also imprinted the figure holding the sword in mid-air into his mind. Indelible, one by one seems to be petrified...

"Guo Shi... Shenwei!"

And Yang Guang.

Although he didn't lose his attitude like ordinary soldiers, but in his mind, he once again refreshed his cognition of Ye Chen.

He began to think deeply...

If Ye Chen shot earlier, would they still need to send a million troops to attack Goguryeo?

In the face of such one person, one sword, the number seems to have lost its meaning.

At this moment, Yang Guang was also deeply grateful that he had a clever idea that day to draw Ye Chen to Da Sui and gave him the post of National Teacher.

It seems that I have suffered a big loss, but in exchange, it is an unfathomable existence.

With such a character, whether it is Buddhism or Demon Dao, can it still manipulate the change of imperial power as before?

the answer is negative.

"My splendid country seems to have a new turn..."

Looking at the figure in the air, Yang Guang murmured.

At the same time, Yu Wenshu and the others who came back to their senses, facing the city of Goguryeo, who had lost the shelter of the city wall, seemed to be in front of a villain, like a girl with undressed clothes, and issued orders.

"Give me-offense!"