Chapter 168 Kill, kill, kill! Tens of thousands of men marched into the city (5200+ monthly tickets requested) "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" The night is as dark as ink, Yunding Mountain. As midnight arrived, dull drumbeats suddenly rang out. At this time, at the foot of the mountains, soldiers were being inspected on the battlefield, flags were fluttering, and the atmosphere was silent and solemn. In the blazing brazier, flames shot up into the sky. Under the flickering flames, lines of cold iron armor stood upright on tall horses. The horses spewed out white air and kicked their hooves on the spot. The soldiers and horses are lined up in battle array, the cold light is shining, and the whole mountain is covered with shining armor! As the war drums sounded on Yuntian Peak, "Sorry" At the foot of the ninth mountain, the three big horses in the front were the first to let out a long neigh and raised their hooves high.

"Drum roll, troops to be called!" A loud shout exploded in the night sky. The three big horses were the first to rush out of the battlefield, turning into a trail of afterimages and rushing towards the main peak! Suddenly, there was a loud crash, the earth shook, and the horses galloped like a rushing river. Under the light of the fire, it looked like a dark golden torrent, roaring away. At the same time, the entire Yunding Mountain was like a rolling earth dragon and horse hooves shaking the mountain. Looking down from the night sky, streams of iron armor rushed from various mountains and converged on the main peak. The sound of horses' hooves was deafening, the sound of iron armor clanging, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were shaking the mountains. It was a magnificent sight! At this time, at the foot of the mountain, soldiers and horses from various mountains gathered together with astonishing momentum, like an overwhelming tidal wave. On the mountain, there were also brilliant streaks of light, like meteors streaking through the night sky, flying from the bottom to the top, into the stands around the square of the Xuntian Hall, and soon after, human figures appeared. They were the descendants of various aristocratic families who had gathered in Jinguan City. There were more than a thousand of them, and among them, there were more than thirty figures with some obscure aura or some majestic. They were dressed in different clothes and had different looks, but all of them were glowing with precious light and their powerful aura was evident. A group of disciples followed behind them. Each of these people is at the fourth level of the heavenly gate. Compared to the hundreds of sects gathered here, the appearance of these heavenly gate masters at this critical moment can be regarded as a statement of their attitude. Among them, there is one from the Shushan Sword Sect, which is known as the best sword cultivator and is located in the northwest; There is the Su Nu Sword School, which is full of people with white clothes and swords on their backs, all of whom are women... The demons broke out of the Ten Thousand Mountains, and the people suffered. If everyone took care of their own business, Shu would soon fall. It's not that they don't understand the truth that no egg can be left unbroken when the nest is overturned, but the news came too suddenly. Some people originally thought to wait and see, and wait for follow-up news before making plans. However, now that the seal-granting ceremony was suddenly advanced and the troops gathered, it was obvious that something had happened. Some of the aristocratic families who were waiting could no longer sit still and showed up one by one. At this time, the disciples of the sects stood on the peak of the mountain, looking down. They saw a torrent of armored soldiers gathering at the foot of the mountain. The sound of iron hooves treading on the ground was deafening. Their minds could not help but be captured by the momentum, and for a moment, they could not help but feel excited. What these young men usually pursue is - "The boat is full of bright moons, and we are left alone in the world." Or it could be "A flute and a sword are my lifelong mission, and I have been carrying the reputation of a madman for fifteen years." That kind of martial arts world where one can take revenge and live a carefree life! Now, looking at the mighty army formation before my eyes that is like a mighty river, I feel as if there is a fire burning in my chest. Most of those soldiers were about the same age as them. At this time, they were wearing armor with a cold glow and marching on the battlefield. The young man was courageous, brave and resourceful. He went out with a sword in hand, and the isolated city was surrounded.

Who doesn't know the hardships of the frontier? Even after death, the fragrance of chivalrous spirit can still be smelled. Many sect disciples were unconsciously infected by this atmosphere, their eyes sparkling! As time passed, soldiers from several mountains gathered under the main peak, a flash of cold light, and divided into four rows with flags waving! The third mountain, the seventh mountain, the eighth mountain, and the ninth mountain, four routes of troops, totaling about 40,000 soldiers. Among them, the soldiers from the three mountains are in the back, and the two thousand soldiers from the ninth mountain are in the center, with the formation in the front! Upon seeing this, whispers arose among the sect disciples who were watching the ceremony on the mountain. "Why are there so few soldiers in the Ninth Mountain?" "I heard from the elders in my sect that this army was almost wiped out on the western front, and the previous Lieutenant General was killed in battle, so a new Lieutenant General was appointed. They have been recruiting soldiers these past two days, but it seems they didn't recruit many people." "It was so tragic. I asked my master what happened at the western checkpoint, but he was very secretive about it." "Not sure. This seems to be something only known among the top leaders." "........." Just at the top of the cloud top, when there was a lot of noise, a loud shout was heard, and the ceremony began. It was three quarters past midnight! Suddenly, the square began to rumble and vibrate, streams of light appeared, and the restrictions were lifted. Then, in all four corners of the huge square, twelve white marble pillars that required more than a dozen people to hug rose up with rumbling voices, and white beams of light shot out from them! Soon after, the flags representing the twelve mountain-expelling armies flew into the air, suddenly becoming twelve or thirteen feet in size, rustling in the wind. At the same time, right in front of the square, a platform about a hundred feet long slowly rose from the mountain. On it stood a bronze tripod about five or six feet high, engraved with mountains, rivers, flowers, plants, insects and fish. The green light flowed, revealing an ancient and heavy atmosphere. Point the general station! At this time, teams of ceremonial guards, numbering hundreds of people, poured into the square. A tall banner was in front, and then rows of trumpeters quickly lined up, holding bronze trumpets and blowing heavy trumpet sounds. “Ooooo…” "The ceremony begins!" A loud and clear cry was heard, and four of the twelve pillars began to rumble and move to the center of the square, standing in front of the reviewing platform. The mountain-cutting flag with a black background and gold edges was at the front, and the other three pillars were behind it! "boom" "boom" "boom" Three streams of light, at this moment, were like meteors falling from the moon, crashing down onto the three white marble pillars behind. Three powerful figures appeared one by one, wearing heavy armor, carrying large flags, gazing in all directions with awe-inspiring majesty! It’s the Three Mountain General! Similarly, on the stage for selecting generals, a burly figure with yellow eyebrows and curly mustaches condensed on it. When this person appeared, an aura swept out that made everyone present jump in fear. The deputy demon-suppressing commander in charge of the Pacification Office, Pei Yanhu! Pei Yanhu appeared on the command platform, and his pair of tiger eyes surveyed the viewing platform, his gaze fell on the Fourth Heaven Gate who appeared one by one, and his originally stern and murderous gaze softened. These sect leaders either clasped their fists in greeting or nodded. "Greetings, Master Pei!"

There was no neglect. Pei Yanhu nodded, then looked straight ahead and waved his hand. Immediately, a man dressed as a ceremonial officer rose into the air and flew to the front of the platform. With a pull of both hands, a huge scroll flashing with a faint green light was spread out, and green words flashed out one by one. Then he recited the manifesto aloud: "On the Bingmao day, Mars was bright, the demons broke through, the generals fell, and the heaven and earth mourned together." "Now there are 100,000 demons rampaging through Southern Shu, drinking the blood of our comrades and eating the flesh of our human race. What should we do, fellow soldiers?" "Kill! Kill! Kill!" At the foot of the mountain, the sound of killing shook the sky and the world. "...Now there is Jiu Zhonglang, who came out of Qingshan, destroyed the Demon Sect, and pacified the three families. He has made great military achievements and was awarded the Mountain-killing Tiger Talisman!" "Send a hundred thousand troops to the mountains!" After the ceremonial officer finished reading, he looked stern and shouted loudly: "Jiuzhonglang!" At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers of the Ninth Mountain drew their swords and roared in unison. "Wind! Wind! Wind!" Then, a golden light fell on the white marble pillar of the Ninth Mountain, revealing Chen Yuan's figure. There was no special way of appearance, nor did he display any unexpected martial arts aura. The masters of the sects and families used their own methods to investigate. Their eyes fell on him and they looked at him carefully, but they couldn't see anything and their expressions didn't change. As for the evaluation of the past achievements of this Ninth Zhonglang in the manifesto, such as destroying the Demon Sect and pacifying the Three Families, because I had not heard of his background, I subconsciously thought it was just a formality. After all, today this Ninth Zhonglang was the "protagonist" of the ceremony. In fact, it was just that Chen Yuan’s actual appearance time was too short, Tianxiong Pass and Baidi City were thousands of miles apart, and everyone gathered from all over the world, so they had to let the bullets fly for a while. Only a few people looked at Chen Yuan's figure with gleaming eyes, solemn and suspicious. However, many of the young men present were curious. Most of their impressions of Jiu Zhonglang came from the other courtyard the day before. When Ji Wuming of the Shushan Sword Sect failed to break through the Heavenly Gate, he ordered his soldiers to come and gave him two drops of blood of the Heavenly Gate demon to help him break through! At least, some of the young men had a good first impression of this Jiu Zhonglang! At this point, the ceremony continued. After reciting the manifesto, the ceremonial officer shouted in a thin voice. "Give me armor!" As soon as he finished speaking, soldiers were seen filing out of the Xuntian Hall, some carrying trays, or several people carrying them. Inside was a complete set of silver armor, including a helmet, arm armor, waist armor, shoulder guard, and breastplate... One of the breastplates was so heavy that it required four men to lift it. "Please put on your armor, Mr. Jiuzhong!" The ceremonial officer directs the process. On the stone pillar, Chen Yuan saw the silver armor and waved his sleeves. Then, the body remained motionless, and streaks of silver light flew over. "when"

"when" "when" The entire set of armor was advanced one by one and "hit" Chen Yuan, making a loud sound like the sound of a huge bell. Leg armor, arm armor, shoulder armor, skirt armor... In the blink of an eye, a majestic figure shining with silver light appeared. After this process, the flag-raising ceremony will be held. Several hideous and terrifying demons were escorted from the Fusi Prison to the podium and were chopped to death by the swordsmen. Their blood poured into the large bronze cauldron in the middle, and then a few streaks of blood flew out of the cauldron, splashing a dazzling blood color on the fluttering flags on the four stone pillars. Finally, Pei Yanhu walked forward with square steps, holding in his hand a large green jade seal about a foot square. His eyes were blazing and his voice was like thunder. "Chen Yuan!" “The end will be here! "Receive printing!" As he spoke, the big seal in his hand flew towards Chen Yuan with a buzzing sound. Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand. The jade seal fell into his hand, and he felt it sinking in his hand, as if he was holding up a mountain. At this moment, Chen Yuan's Niwan pill was buzzing and vibrating wildly, and his whole body's aura suddenly changed. Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with brilliance, as if there were waves surging in them, but after a few breaths, he forcibly suppressed them. And then, A shout of "the ceremony is over" announced that the seal-granting ceremony was completed simply and efficiently. At this time, tens of thousands of soldiers at the foot of the mountain also became restless. Everyone understood what the ceremony meant, and the air was filled with a solemn atmosphere. At this time, Pei Nanhu looked at Chen Yuan and the other three with his fierce eyes, and only uttered two words in a low voice, "set off!" But this sound, like a thunderclap, completely ignited Genting Mountain. The war drums beat rapidly, like silver bottles exploding. The trumpets sounded like chariots. "set off!" "set off!" "......." At the foot of the mountain, messengers rode fast horses, shuttling through the dense military formations, delivering orders at high speed. Immediately afterwards, the horses' hooves neighed loudly, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses changed their formations one after another, like a river with its floodgates opened, unstoppable, turning into a torrent of armored vehicles, rushing out of Yunding Mountain. On the top of the mountain, Chen Yuan and the other three didn't say anything extra. Instead, they turned into streams of light and rushed down the mountain.

That night, the entire Jinguan City was awake. On the way to the South City Gate, at some point, figures holding lanterns appeared on both sides of the main street, stretching away into the distance. There were old men with gray hair and stout figures, slim women looking eagerly in the direction of Genting Mountain, and children being held or led by the women. As the earth-shaking rumbling sound in the distance quickly approached. In the darkness, armored figures appeared and whizzed past. Someone found the person they were looking for, and shouts were heard along the street. "Son, Danggui! Danggui!" An old man saw a profile running past. It was their son, who called out in a hoarse voice. "Brother, brother, I'm here, you must take care of yourself and come back to marry me!" The sister, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing silver jewelry, saw the brother in armor whizzing past. She was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. She put her hands to her mouth and shouted emotionally. Amid the surging soldiers and horses filling the streets, a dark and resolute face turned around, looked around, and then shouted, but the voice was drowned out by the noise. Then the man turned his head and shouted away with the soldiers and horses! But when the girl saw what came out of the prince's mouth, she cried and laughed, and waved upwards, as if saying take care. High in the sky, Chen Yuan saw the scene along the street, and his heart was blocked by some emotion. Whose sons, whose husbands, and whose lovers are these soldiers who are leaving? As for him, he can never return to his hometown, and he has to fight for survival in this world. Perhaps there is no one in this world who cares about him! …… At this time, on Yunding Mountain, soldiers and horses roared and flew away with the wind. On the main peak, in the Xuntian Hall, Pei Yanhu and more than 30 other sect masters gathered together. Outside the hall, thousands of disciples from the sects and aristocratic families were waiting and receiving orders. In the hall, Pei Yanhu came straight to the point, looked around with his tiger eyes, and said in a low voice: "You all came here, which means you all have recognized the current situation. I am very happy, but I can't smile now." "Just a few hours ago, my army lost two lieutenant generals in the mountain expedition. All the soldiers and horses in the two mountains were killed or wounded, and were surrounded and killed by demons. Among them was Pei's eldest son." Pei Yanhu threw out the news seemingly calmly. "what?" On both sides of the hall, the sect guards were shocked when they heard the news. The commander's eldest son also died in the battle. "So," Pei Yanhu's eyes became a little ferocious, "If you all don't take action, more people will die, including you and me." As this voice fell, the atmosphere in the hall became silent. After a dozen breaths, "My Su Nu Sword Sect is willing to fight. I have an old friend in the Seventh Mountain. I will bring my disciples to support the Seventh Mountain." A beautiful woman in white clothes, with a cold face and a hint of age in the corners of her eyes, spoke from the middle seat on the left. This woman is Elder Qingxuan of the Su Nu Sword Sect, who is at the Tian Guan Dao Zhong realm! And someone spoke up, and soon others followed. "My Jinchan Temple will follow the Third Mountain, Amitabha." "The Seven Absolute Sect is willing to send disciples to support the Eighth Mountain..." "The Lord of Longming Mountain will lead the team personally..."

Responses rang out one after another. But most of them chose the third, seventh, and eighth. Only two chose the ninth mountain. There may be other reasons for this, perhaps they feel that the Ninth Mountain is weaker than the troops from the other three mountains. "My Shushan Sword Sect is willing to lead our disciples to support the Ninth Mountain. I will lead the team myself." At this time, an old man with gray hair, gray clothes, and a wooden hairpin in his hair spoke lightly. As soon as this person spoke, the other sects' Tianguan all looked at him in surprise. After all, Shushan is very famous among the sects in Shu, and the head of Shushan is a great master of Musashi level. And this person is the master of Canghai Peak among the Nine Peaks of Shu Mountain. At this time, another voice rang out, and at the end on the right, the eldest wife of the Yun family spoke: "My Yun family is also willing to lead all the descendants of the clan to support the Ninth Mountain!" The others were even more surprised this time, wow, what a thing. Some of them had heard of the Yun family. Among their clans and aristocratic families, the Yun family was only considered second-rate. However, this Yun family was so righteous as to send all of its members to the battlefield? Can't help but feel a little strange! At this moment, outside the hall, there was a sound of footsteps. A soldier walked into the hall and knelt on one knee. "Reporting to the commander, hundreds of people have broken through the east gate, but they have a document with a seal from Baidi City to the General of the Central Army, saying that they want to go to the Ninth Mountain to join the army." "What? They've already sent out their troops." "Where are they?" “It’s at the foot of the mountain.” "Go and see!" Pei Yanhu raised his light yellow eyebrows and flew out of the hall. The guards from other sects heard the commotion and followed to see what was happening. At this time, at the foot of Yunding Mountain, there was a group of hundreds of people, all covered in dust and weather-beaten clothes, most of them wearing linen clothes. Among them, there were old and young, and most of them had low cultivation levels, and their skills were uneven. At this moment, these hundreds of people looked at the group of imposing, sturdy and strong soldiers who were leading them over to the side, and straightened their chests with envy and anger. At this time, a powerful pressure came, and a figure with light yellow eyebrows and a tiger-like gaze appeared in front of them. His eyes were full of intimidating power and he asked. "Where are you from?" "Nanshan County" "Fengkang County" "Wulimiao" "......." One by one, everyone reported their origins, but Pei Yanhu just frowned. At this time, a man with a broken arm stepped forward from the crowd, holding the reins. "My Lord, I am from Qingshan County. The Ninth General of the Mountain came from our Qingshan County. We heard the news from General Xiang in Baidi City, so we rushed here from outside the pass. General Xiang also lent us horses. An old friend of yours also asked us to bring a pot of wine for your farewell!" "That's right. I heard that Master Chen was going to kill the demon. My family was killed by the demon anyway. Now I am alone. I will repay Master Chen for his kindness."

"Killing one is enough, killing two is enough to make a profit!" "........." Everyone was chattering, not afraid of death at all. Pei Yanhu looked at these people with a gleam in his eyes, "Chen Zhonglang, we have already sent troops to the south half an hour ago." "What are you waiting for?" "Go, go, go!" These hundreds of people shouted quickly and turned around to leave. "Wait!" Pei Yanhu called them. Then he ordered his men, "Change their horses and put on their armor!" "Yes!" Soon after, hundreds of men and horses hurriedly rode out of the city towards the south gate. Pei Yanhu and more than thirty Tianguan in the sky just watched these hundreds of ruffians quietly leave the city! Please vote for next month, thank you all   (End of this chapter)