Chapter 785: Soldiers at the City

Xu Pingfeng froze for a moment when he saw the first born son, if he judged from appearance alone, he did not think that he would have given birth to such a monster, this was by no means his bloodline.

The humanoid creature fighting against the White Emperor had a cluster of delicate flowers on top of its head, a body covered in dark, cracked bark, and its limbs wrapped in vines that were covered in tender green leaves.

Where is this a human being?

Clearly a tree demon!

If it wasn’t for the Floating Pagoda suspended in the sky, the Zhen Guo Sword held in his hand, and the thick power of beings, Xu Pingfeng would never believe that the monster in front of him was Xu Qi’an.

One more thing, the aura he revealed had reached the peak of the second grade.

This was putting aside the case of the power of beings being added, just the personal aura alone had reached the peak of the Second Grade Realm, and was comparable to Asura.

Of course, the gap between the peak of the second grade and the first grade was still huge, but with the aid of the Zhen Guo Sword, the Floating Pagoda, the power of all living beings, and compulsion techniques, Xu Qi’an was barely able to “survive” under the hands of the White Emperor.

Xu Pingfeng finally understood why the Transition Battle was delayed.

He, the first-born son, filled the lack of combat power by comparing Asuro, Jinlian, and Zhao Shou on his own.

With Wulf’s toughness and endurance, it was difficult to kill them in a short period of time, even though the Galaxy Tree and the White Emperor powerfully overwhelmed their opponents.

It’s not that they’re not strong enough, it’s the nature of the system.

“Yo, coming to Chuzhou in a hurry, it seems that the battle in Yongzhou is not ideal.”

Tree Demon Xu Qi’an noticed the puppet’s appearance and looked over with a smile after chopping out the water thunder ball with his sword.

Bai Di stopped and looked sideways at Xu Pingfeng.

It was naturally impossible for people such as Gala Tree and Asura not to notice that there was an additional bystander.

Just as Xu Pingfeng desperately wanted to know about the war in the North, they were also concerned about the situation on the battlefield in the Central Plains.

Don’t fight to the death on this side, while the city is already falling apart on the other side.

Xu Pingfeng ignored the provocation of his firstborn son and transmitted his voice towards the crowd:

“Yongzhou has been captured, and the Yunzhou army is marching towards the capital at this moment.”

The puppet was unable to speak, so he could only transmit his voice. In addition, he deliberately chose to transmit his voice to everyone, creating pressure in his heart for Asuro and the others.

A change in mindset affects the state of responding to the enemy, and to the Transcendent of the Great Bong Fang, a subtle mistake could be the difference between life and death.

Garuda Tree Bodhisattva exhaled:

“Good!”

The White Emperor let out a sardonic smile, very satisfied with the progress of the Yunzhou army, beating down the Dafeng, the Supervisor Zheng must die, so he can successfully refine the gatekeeper spirit, for the subsequent great catastrophe to pave the way.

Asura and Daoist Golden Lotus’ hearts sank, it was indeed the most unwanted ending.

They whirled around and realized that Xu Qi’an and Zhao Shou had relaxed expressions without the slightest bit of gravity.

Zhao Shou smiled and said:

“Wei Yuan has come back to life.”

While Asura didn’t know who Wei Yuan was and the heaviness in his heart didn’t diminish, Daoist Golden Lotus’s face loosened up and revealed a smile:

“Very good!”

On the battlefield of the Central Plains where the battle power of the Transcendent Realm was roughly equal, with Wei Yuan sitting on the big picture and strategizing, it was almost impossible for the Great Founder to lose, and even though Daoist Golden Lotus didn’t know what kind of underhandedness Wei Yuan would have, he was immensely confident in Wei Yuan.

The name of a man is the shadow of a tree.

Gara Tree’s slightly relieved expression turned serious again when he heard this.

Asuro, always observing his opponent, caught the change in mood before and after the Gara Tree and asked with some surprise:

“Who is Wei Yuan?”

He was asking about Zhao Shou and Daoist Jinlian.

Golden Lotus Taoist comment:

“Good at coordinating, leading troops, and good cultivation talent.”

Asuro frowned, thinking, “That’s it?

Zhao Shou added:

“He has never lost a game against the Supervisor.”

……… Asuro was silent for a moment and slowly broke into a smile:

“Great!”

He removed as many concerns and worries from his mind as he could.

On the other side, Xu Pingfeng scrutinized his firstborn son and transmitted his voice to inquire of the White Emperor, “What is his situation.”

Bai Di subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth, greed and longing flickered in his eyes, “He has the Immortal Tree’s Spiritual Embodiment in his body, the Immortal Tree is one of the ancient gods and devils, possessing a life force that crowns the ancient world and is eternally immortal, even the great turmoil of that year didn’t manage to truly wear down the Immortal Tree. In comparison, Wu Fu’s immortal body is nothing but a small path in front of the Immortal Tree Spiritual Embodiment.”

Munan Gardenia is the reincarnation of the Flower God, and the spirit is eternal, so it seems that the predecessor of the Flower God is the immortal tree, and Xu Qi an s dual cultivation with her has seized the spirit of the immortal tree, so it is no wonder that he can get stronger and stronger the more he fights ……… Xu Pingfeng immediately realized the key to it.

The phenomenon of getting stronger the more one fought defied common sense, and climbing from the early second grade to the peak of the second grade was also beyond the realm of bursting potential.

However, if Xu Qi’an had the spirit of the Immortal Tree in his body, and through his special “intention”, he absorbed and refined it little by little during the battle, it would explain the phenomenon of him getting stronger and stronger as he fought.

The White Emperor laughed:

“There’s no need to worry, there’s very little spirit energy left in his body, other than the Immortal Tree itself, any creature can only absorb some of the spirit energy, using a little bit less. Before Luo Yu Heng finishes his four phase tribulation, I’m sure I can kill him.”

In this regard, it, which had once devoured a portion of the undead tree’s torso, was quite vocal.

Xu Pingfeng then breathed a sigh of relief, a “heart” fell back into his stomach, the White Emperor, as a god and devil of long years and having come into contact with the Immortal Tree, its judgment must not be wrong.

As the crowd subsided and struck out, the rolling and flying sand and dust subsided at some point.

The earth thunderbolt was safely passed.

The next second, high in the sky rolling ink clouds intensified, “Boom” a lightning across the sky, followed by torrential rain, thick as a finger rain column tilted down, the sky and the earth are all misty rain.

A blur.

The White Emperor looked at the figure in front of him that was blurred by the rain and laughed heatedly:

“Why do you think I’m so sure that I can kill you before the Four Phase Tribulation ends? I’m waiting for the Water Thunder Tribulation, and here, it will be my home turf!”

As the words fell, a bolt of lightning struck down from the tumbling clouds and struck at the broken corner of its head.

This was not a heavenly tribulation, but normal lightning, but tainted with part of the heavenly tribulation.

In the cloudy rain and mist, a twisted thunderbolt was centered on the horns, constantly scattering outwards, like the tentacles of a squid.

The White Emperor in the rain curtain was like a king who dominated this world.

…………

Capital.

The gates of the city were wide open, and a convoy of trains drove into the capital along the official road, accompanied by pedestrians carrying parcels on their backs, as well as wealthy families in carriages.

At the head of the city gate, the warlocks of the Divine Superintendent cooperated with the guards to interrogate and screen the spies.

Arming is an important part of the job of holding the fort.

Within the boundaries of the capital, there are two counties, Changle and Taikang, in addition to a dozen small and large villages and towns.

Changle and Taikang each have a garrison of 3,000, artillery bed crossbows, the two counties and the capital echoed each other, when fighting each other as reinforcements, watch and help each other.

But villages and towns would have no defense.

In order to prevent the rebels from exploiting the grain, the imperial court decided to bring the rich families and landlords in villages and towns into the capital and charge them a corresponding entry tax, which was a good thing for the landlords to raise their hands in favor of.

It is surely better to be sheltered by paying a portion of the money and grain than to be robbed by the rebels, the former at a partial cost, the latter being liable to be massacred.

At the head of the city, a large number of civilian laborers were busy coming and going, either reinforcing the walls or carrying boulders, rolling logs, and other defending weapons.

The artillery inspected the bed crossbows and artillery for proper functioning. Different types of soldiers inspect different instruments.

The foot soldiers ran in groups on the horse path, doing seemingly meaningless drills such as “arriving at the guarded area in the shortest possible time” and “familiarizing themselves with the positions of different weapons as soon as possible”.

The arming was carried out in an orderly manner with the active cooperation of the officers.

Szeto.

Sun Xuanji led Yuan to the alchemy room, the base of the “Song Party”, where twenty to thirty white-robed magicians were busy, some making steel, some making iron, and some …… …making gunpowder.

Sun Xuanji looked violently from side to side before his expression relaxed slightly.

Protector Yuan aptly spoke his mind for him:

“It’s fortunate that Senior Sister Zhong isn’t here, how dare these fools who only know how to do alchemy experiments make explosives in the building?”

As if the mute button had been pressed, the alchemy room was quiet all of a sudden, and the white-robed warlocks silently stopped their work at hand and looked over with expressionless faces.

The corner of Sun Xuanji’s mouth twitched slightly.

On the side, Song Qing shrugged:

“Don’t worry, I’ve greeted Senior Sister Zhong, she won’t leave the underground during this time.”

Sun Xuanji nodded and pretended that what had just happened was over.

Protector Yuan stared at Song Qing and couldn’t help but say:

“This mute, it turns out that he belittles us in his heart every day, bah!”

Song Qing’s face froze abruptly.

Sun Xuanji and Song Qing brothers and sisters, silent stared at each other for a few seconds, one took out the wooden yoke, one drew out the machete ……….

The Yuan protector wearing a wooden shackle was driven to the knife corridor to stand in punishment, Song Qing took out a two-finger high disk-shaped metal cake and said:

“It’s a new weapon I made.”

Sun Xuanji didn’t say anything, scrutinizing the saucer-shaped metal and waiting for Song Qing’s explanation.

“It’s no less powerful than a cannonball, but it’s not meant to be fired, but buried in the ground.” Song Qing pointed to the bumps on the surface of the metal cake and said:

“There are flints set up here, and as soon as you step on it, the flint will rub and ignite the fire line, and with a loud boom, the men and horses will be shattered. Sixth grade copper skin and iron bones can only take two hits at most, and a fourth grade martial artist would have to fall apart if he dared to step all the way down.

“By the way, I also filled it with a large amount of white phosphorus, once it sticks to a person, it will be like a maggot in the hock, impossible to extinguish, and will not stop dying.

“Unfortunately, white phosphorus can only be used in the winter months, and now that it’s cold, there’s no need to worry about it spontaneously combusting.

“It’s called a landmine, named by Mr. Xu.”

He had recently been researching how to make landmines, inspired by a book called the Encyclopedia of Firearms given by Xu Qi’an.

According to Xu Yinluo, this is the work of his heart and soul (pestered by this group of alchemists have no choice but to scribble perfunctorily), in which some of the heavenly weapons, such as tanks, fighters, grenades, landmines, nukes and so on, are recorded.

Song Qing marveled at Duke Xu’s whimsical ideas, but the descriptions of the weapons in it were too sketchy.

Tanks – iron cased wagons with built-in guns.

Grenades – shells that can still.

Mines – explosives buried in the ground.

Nukes – the art of boiling water.

Song Qing researched and researched and researched, and found that landmines were the most most most reliable and worthwhile weapon to study, and were very suitable for Da Bong’s present-day situation – the battle of defending the city.

Tanks don’t make much sense, they’re expensive to build at first glance, and when they encounter a master, they’re mostly a slash and burn.

Why throw a grenade by hand when you can fire it from an artillery piece?

As for that nuke of some sort, Song Qing didn’t get what a weapon had to do with boiling water.

Sun Xuanji’s eyes glowed as he listened, and he said succinctly:

“Measure!”

“Currently there are only eight thousand pieces, they are all in the warehouse at the end of the corridor, please trouble Brother Sun to bring them to the city defense army.” Song Qing said.

This was the limit of what he could do as an alchemist, and it was also his revenge on the Yunzhou Army.

………….

On the outskirts of the flat and broad city, a large army of seventy thousand men was advancing toward the capital, the Yunzhou flag waving fiercely in the strong wind.

Of this large army of 70,000 men, there were only about 30,000 real soldiers with armor, and the rest consisted of militia and miscellaneous troops.

Both consisted of people captured in Yongzhou, and the militia complexly escorted armaments such as grain and artillery, and also had to be responsible for filling in roads, burning fires and cooking.

The miscellaneous armies, on the other hand, were young and strong men selected from the militia, each armed with a combat knife, and hurriedly caught up with the battlefield.

There will be no shortage of military types like these, whether it is the Yunzhou Army or the Da Bong Army.

The elite troops, though, are getting fewer and fewer on both sides.

Chi Guangbo was high on the back of his horse, looking out at the lofty and majestic city at the end of the horizon, and leisurely exhaled a breath:

“The capital, finally!”

Behind him, were Ji Xuan, Yang Chuannan, Ge Wenxuan, and other capable generals.

At those words, Ji Xuan and the others were overcome with emotion.

It had been more than three months since the uprising, and the Yunzhou Army had pushed the battle line all the way from the south to the north, leaving behind countless corpses of their fellow soldiers and enemies along the way.

Since ancient times, under the throne, are all white bones, the king’s map of domination, painted by the blood of the living.

Chi Guangbo clamped his horse’s belly, letting the warhorse scurry forward a short distance, then turned his horse’s head, facing the army, and said in a loud voice:

“The king’s division has been out of Yunzhou for more than three months, and all the generals have accompanied this marshal on his expedition, trampling on the Central Plains and successively occupying Qingzhou and Yongzhou. Now that the army is approaching the capital, victory is in sight, and if we knock down this city, the Central Plains will be in our pockets.

“The king is crowned and worshiped this very day, and whoever is the first to storm the city will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and be crowned Marquis of Ten Thousand Households.”

“Roar!”

Tens of thousands of people roared in unison, and the sound waves were as spectacular as a tidal wave.

Knock knock!

The drums sounded like thunder, and the army started off, rushing towards the capital.

…………

Half an hour ago, the Haoqi Building.

On the seventh floor overlooking platform, Wei Yuan, whose green clothes were hunting and whose sideburns were graying, stood with his hands on his head, overlooking the four golden gongs, silver gongs as well as the bronze gongs downstairs.

The number of people amounted to three hundred.

Wei Yuan’s tone was gentle and calm:

“After today, those who survive will be promoted to the next rank and rewarded with a thousand taels.

“If anyone dies, I’ll carry the coffin myself!”

The night watchman roared as his hot blood shot straight to his head and his eyes blazed:

“I’m willing to go through fire and water for Lord Wei, ten thousand deaths!”

………..

Zzzz!

Thick as an arm, the lightning twisted and cut through mid-air, lashing out two scorched blacks on the ground and instantly vaporizing the rainwater in the corresponding area.

Xu Qi’an’s figure burrowed out from twenty feet away on the right, in the shadow of a rock.

Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff …….. As soon as he appeared, the rainwater above his head turned into a rain of arrows and projectiles, instantly enveloping him and leaving a shallow crater on his body surface.

As a natural water spirit, in the environment of the ocean and heavy rain, the White Emperor’s power increased by a large margin, and the most obvious change was that it didn’t need to cast mana to take in water spirits from the air.

The rain that covered the sky was like an extension of its limbs, ready to be transformed into its own use at any moment, out to defeat the enemy.

It hurts …….. Xu Qi’an grimaced as he didn’t distract himself from fending off the overwhelming attacks and disappeared into the shadows once again.

Boom!

The stone he had used to leap from the shadows was shattered the next moment by twisting and flailing lightning.

The two horns on top of the white emperor’s head, constantly releasing a channel of teeth and claws, wantonly flaunting lightning, “ZiZi” sound numbing scalp.

Xu Qi’an either used the shadows to jump, or ran wildly at high speeds, side-stepped and rolled over as a means of dodging the terrifying lightning strikes.

However, the rain curtain that came down one after another was something that he could hardly avoid no matter what, the Qi barrier could not block Bai Di’s water spells, and sacrificing the Floating Pagoda, with the natural hardness of the magic treasure, he was able to carry a few waves of rain.

In the process, Whitey chases Xu Qi’an and bites him, putting him in a “world of enemies” situation.

Time passed by, and the injuries on Xu Qi’an’s body became heavier and heavier.

He was completely suppressed, and all he could do was dodge, seemingly not even able to fight back.

WATER TORNADO ……. The standing water swirled and rose, swirling up mud and debris in a giant tornado.

The White Emperor closed his eyes and stopped taking over the picture, his ears moving slightly to catch all the sounds around him.

In its perception, the world was pitch black, and the raindrops carried ripples through the darkness, each ripple outlining a source of sound and finally feeding the real world back into its mind.

In such a world, any windfall is infinitely magnified.

This was the innate aptitude of this body of Bai Di.

Found …….. The White Emperor’s eyes snapped open, his azure pupils gazing somewhere as the water tornado crashed ferociously.

Where the White Emperor’s gaze was gazing, Xu Qi’an’s figure happened to emerge.

Xu Qi’an had just emerged from the state of shadow jumping when he suddenly felt his feet tighten, his ankles entangled in two tentacles formed by rainwater, and on his face was a water tornado that was wrapped in mud and debris, crashing into him with the force of a thunderous thunderclap.

Damn ……… his heart sank.

Xu Pingfeng, who was watching from afar, stood with his arms folded in a leisurely manner.

………..

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