I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 113 Three Immortals suppress Wang Ting!
Logically speaking, Turhu Zhuomi should not appear here.

A real person who is at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm and is about to evolve into a golden body. At this time, he should be practicing hard among his clan in order to achieve a breakthrough.

But he was very quiet and thought about moving.

And he happened to meet Wang Ling from the royal court arriving.

He always liked to go straight, so he took Wang Ling and brought his tribe to Longcheng without thinking.

But I didn't expect that I would die here in the end.

Died under this dragon city!

It feels quite fateful.

And when he died, the [-] barbarian cavalry that was already thrown into chaos suddenly collapsed.

There are countless figures who have always regarded themselves as descendants of Canglang.

A panic scene of wolves and wolves running around was staged under this dragon city.

King Zuo Xian, who stood high on the wall of Dragon City, witnessed all this with his own eyes.

It felt like someone had slapped me hard on my face, and it was burning.

He doesn't trust these big tribes!

It was determined that some of them had betrayed Karasuma and the grassland!
But no matter what, I haven't put everything on the table.

These large tribes also represent the face of the entire Karasuma tribe.

And watched helplessly as they were slaughtered by those Yong people like pigs and dogs.

King Zuo Xian was still filled with endless anger and shame.

"Trash! Trash!"

"3 people! This is 3 people!"

Before he could figure out which tribe it was that betrayed Karasuma.

This thirty thousand is completely ruined!

"Even if there are [-] cattle and sheep blocking the front, they can still withstand it for a while!"

Seeing King Zuo Xian looking a little angry, a figure in black robe behind him reminded him.

"Your Highness, there is something wrong with the cultivation of those three hundred Yong people!"

innate!

The lowest is also innate!
Among them, the number of Tianmen realm great masters is no less than that of two palms!
Among them, General Nayong, the leader, is a real person in the Yuanshen realm!
Such a terrifying lineup, let alone the [-] cavalry below.

Even if it is doubled several times, if there is no strong person to contend with, it will only be killed and defeated by it.

How could King Zuo Xian, who was also a powerful person in the Dharma Realm, not see this?

He even saw that the mounts of the three hundred Yongqi were not ordinary!

All of them are extremely powerful and have a majestic aura. Not even the heavy snow can hinder these horses.

Still walking as fast as flying and walking on flat ground!
Such a war horse, if placed on the grassland, would definitely be the king of horses!
It can even be called 'Dragon Horse'!
"Damn it! Yong Ren is crazy!"

King Zuo Xian turned dark and cursed.

After all, as we all know, the Xiantian realm among the Yong people is enough to serve as a military commander for 500 people!
Want to bring together so many strong men to form such a terrifying army.

It was enough to completely paralyze a huge army of 15 people!

Thinking of this, King Zuo Xian couldn't help but go crazy.

Because he suddenly realized.

The Yong people spent so much money and went straight to Dragon City at all costs.

There must be one and only one purpose!
That means they are bound to win Dragon City...!
To achieve this, just relying on these 300 people is definitely not enough!

They must have strong people hiding among them.

The Dharma Realm is powerful?
Do not!Do not!Do not!
not enough!

If it were him, he would definitely send out at least one martial arts true immortal!
Otherwise, everything will be meaningless!

Thinking of the horror, King Zuo Xian looked into the void suddenly.

In the dark, I only felt that there was a terrifying existence, which seemed to be looking at me.

Having such a thought, he felt sweat on his forehead and his figure flashed.

He left the city wall in an instant and fled to the palace hall without looking back!

And the moment he left, a giant hand that covered the sky grabbed the city wall.

The gravel and brick walls were shattered.

A joking laughter came from the void.

"Little guy, your reaction is quite fast..."

After Gongsun Zhi said this, he no longer hid his figure.

He stepped directly out of the void.

He just didn't take action again, but looked dimly at somewhere in Dragon City below.

Not surprisingly.

The next moment, two sighs were heard in Dragon City.

"Fellow Taoist, you have crossed the line."

"Yes, such actions are too arrogant!"

There were two voices in succession.

An indifference.

One filled with anger.

When Gongsun Zhi heard this, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Crossing the line? Is it me who has crossed the line, or you, the Witch Clan, have crossed the line? You know it in your heart."

This was a disastrous defeat for the Zhenliao Army.

Is it possible without these bullies taking action?
Gongsun Zhi laughed endlessly.

"As for being arrogant?"

"Isn't my military strategist always like this?"

As Gongsun Zhi said this, he suddenly laughed.

"What? The bereaved dog back then has gained some confidence now, and has he forgotten the panic at the beginning?"

After hearing Gongsun Zhi's words, two mysterious and terrifying auras below suddenly erupted.

"How presumptuous! Do you think you are a military strategist, or are you still the military strategist you once were?"

"Such nonsense! It's insulting to us! Today we will leave you here in this vast grassland! No one can make any sense!"

Facing the two auras below that firmly locked the surrounding space, Gongsun Zhi not only showed no fear, but actually laughed more and more arrogantly.

"Keep me? I'm afraid you can't keep me!"

"Don't forget, I don't like to fight alone as a soldier! What I like is to use the crowd to bully the weak!"

The voice fell.

In the originally peaceful void, two more figures walked out silently.

The figure who walked out first saw Gongsun Zhi.

After taking a look at the Confucian shirt Gongsun Zhi was wearing, his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Bastard! Why did you wear it..."

The dignified military strategist and true immortal was dressed in Confucian robes, and he simply lost his dignity as a military strategist.

She didn't call him 'evil', which was quite restrained.

Gongsun Zhi had a bitter expression on his face, thinking that I would not be willing to compromise for the sake of my military strategist.

But he didn't dare to contradict him because of the high seniority of the visitor.

So he quickly sent out a thought.When the ancestor heard this, he looked startled.

Taking advantage of the situation, he cast his gaze on a certain figure on the battlefield below.

"Sure?"

Gongsun Zhi nodded, indicating that it was good.

And seeing the two people whispering to each other in front of him, the true immortal with Confucian origin followed their gazes curiously.

At this glance, he was suddenly surprised and exclaimed.

"I didn't expect to see a good youngster of my Confucian school here!"

As he said this, he held his beard with his hands and said to Gongsun.

"Don't worry, in-laws! This boy is still young, and his soul has already matured!"

"When this matter is settled, I will definitely introduce it to the Master of Xuegong Mountain in person!"

"If you are lucky and attract the favor of the mountain master, you may be able to win the title of a direct descendant of the academy!"

But he didn't expect to finish his words.

But he saw Gongsun Zhi glaring at him angrily.

"Fart! What kind of Confucian seedling? That's my military strategist!"

He looked at Gongsun Zhi looking anxious.

Look at the slightly dissatisfied look on the face of Patriarch Gongsun.

He was originally only slightly interested in the young man below, but suddenly his heart moved.

There is a secret!
Thinking like this, the Confucian True Immortal narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked calm on the surface, but actually he had some thoughts.

Although he and Gongsun Zhi are sons and daughters.

But Confucianism and military strategists are not.

When his in-laws asked for help, he naturally did his part.

But if it can add some trouble to the military strategists, he would also be happy to see it happen.

Smiling like this.

This Confucian true immortal from the Zhao family in Jiangnan took advantage of the situation and changed the topic.

"By the way, you asked us to come over in such a hurry. What do you want to do?"

"It's not going to be..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Karasuma Palace below.

As Confucianists who placed the most emphasis on etiquette and law, even barbarians dared to imitate Weiyang Palace to build a city.

What is this called?
This is called violation of regulations!

This is called transgression!

In ancient times, the Yiqi clan would have been young!

It is only right that the entire clan pull out their souls and be exiled in the dark abyss forever!
It’s just that it’s not ancient times anymore after all…

The real immortal of the Zhao family sighed in his heart.

He could support Gongsun Zhi, but he couldn't make the final decision on some things.

Seeing the troubled look of the Zhao family's true immortal, Gongsun Zhi shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you."

"Leave the rest to the young people."

The ancestor of the Zhao family was slightly startled when he heard this.

Just with that young man and those three hundred cavalry?
He was a little confused as to what Gongsun Zhi meant. He glanced down silently and said no more.

After all, Gongsun Zhi’s trip to the grassland was approved by his ancestor.

The tail of the hand didn't require him to worry too much.

Just wait and see.

In fact, just after Gongsun Zhi waved his hand, he summoned two true immortals.

The two true immortals from the temple, who had been shouting about fighting and killing before, suddenly became silent.

Especially after seeing the figure of the Confucian True Immortal, I was shocked in my heart.

Hardly less than an earthquake.

Because it is different from the declining military strategists.

Over the past countless years, Confucianism has hardly declined!

Whether it is 'non-Confucianism or Jimoism' after ancient times.

It’s still the dispute between Confucianism and Legalism of the previous dynasty!
Confucianism is the final winner!

That holy place called Jixia Academy, the cliff-free mountain of Jixia Academy.

And the old immortal sitting on Wuya Mountain.

He keeps saying that he should convince others with virtue and convince others with reason.

But no matter whether it was talking about morality or reasoning, no one ever talked about the other party!

"Why did Confucianism get involved?"

The two temple immortals hidden in the city almost frowned into the character "Chuan".

They were a little confused about the situation.

After all, when the temple took action, it was with the tacit approval of some people in a sense.

Otherwise, don't say they don't dare.

Even their great witch might have to weigh it!

Their scalps felt numb for a while, and they sighed and said.

"That's all, contact the great witch! Let's see what the great witch says!"

They have no control over this kind of thing.

All we can do is call in the great witch.

So he no longer hesitated, and soon used the secret method to stir up the wisp of spiritual thought in the void.

And the moment they contacted the great witch, they heard an angry voice coming from over there.

"I said you just play chess. Why do you keep losing the pawn?"

"Abandoning the chariot to protect the soldiers? Are you crazy?"

"No more! No more! You ancient cultivators are all lunatics!"

A pause.

The great witch's angry voice came from the void.

"Go back! Dragon City? Let him go!"

"Damn! I can't afford to play! I won't play anymore!"

The two temple immortals who heard this looked at each other in disbelief.

Then sigh.

The figure disappeared slowly into the dragon city.

Gongsun Zhi, who sensed this, thought that he and others had scared them away.

He laughed immediately.

"What a great son-in-law! You can break the city!"

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(End of this chapter)