Chapter 633: Going to the Death Camp
On the edge of the Three Kingdoms battlefield, the western border of Langzhou, a desert called Qinglangyuan.
The army under the command of the Li family, the general of the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, dug soil to build a city. There was a formation master who followed the army. With nearly a thousand remaining warships as the core, he hastily built a simple city defense formation and barely resisted the enemy's fierce attack.
The city is not big, only a radius of more than ten miles, but more than one million defeated soldiers gathered.
The number of large troops surrounded from all directions is more than twenty times the number of remaining soldiers in the city? The number of large and small warships floating in the sky alone has exceeded ten thousand. In theory, a single volley of this fleet is enough to completely smooth them out.
How could the temporary city defense array be the anti-armor of the ship array fire?
The sky was filled with heavy snow, and the city was covered with white space, with snow covering about 10,000 warships were suspended in the sky, and the warships burst out with dazzling light and emitting terrible high temperatures. The snowflakes falling on the warships had completely evaporated before they landed.
No snow can fall into the city.
This temporarily built simple military city has been cut off for half a month.
The main legion commanded by the Xiang family on the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms was defeated too quickly and was almost destroyed in just a few hours. The legion commanded by the major generals and sects who cooperated with the Xiang family's battles, before they could figure out what was going on before, they were beaten dizzy by the coalition forces of the two countries and fled in a panic.
All the supplies and food were abandoned, and a large number of warships were either destroyed or fell into the hands of the enemy.
The remnant defeated general commanded by Li barely retreated to Qinglangyuan, and the enemy troops surrounded them from all sides. They had no way to escape and could only build a city to protect themselves and wait for support.
The Green Wolf is the most remote place in Langzhou. It has more Gobi and less water. It relies on the heavy snow in winter to replenish a little water for the few underground rivers.
The enemy fleet that besieged the city made the snow flakes evaporate at high altitude, and no drop of water could fall into the city.
The few deep wells that were barely dug in the city have dried up for half a month. These days, the soldiers in the city have dug as many as possible dozens of feet deep as possible without affecting the large scale of the city defense, but there is still no trace of water in the dry well.
The generals and officials in the realm of the Life and Title Realm with profound cultivation are still able to persevere after being short of water.
Those soldiers whose cultivation level was only as good as Chonglou Realm had not yet reached their limit for half a month. Their bodies were so complete that they were not injured. The healthy soldiers who were injured, especially those who were seriously injured, had already fallen down one by one.
Outside the city, the Great Wei Divine Camp besieged in the city, and in the central army's tent, Linghu Jiu was holding a pearl, squinting his eyes, carefully looking at the geographical map of the Western Xinjiang of the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom that was condensed with magic power.
This geographical sand table condensed by magic power is much more detailed than the "God of the Country" used by the Qingqiu God** Department.
At least on the geographical sand table in front of you, there are records of the sheep intestine paths that only herbs can know, and the military headquarters’ "Global Map" only marks the avenues for carriages to walk on.
This geographical sand table is the crystallization of Linghu's careful investigation with countless spies, countless time, effort, and money in the past few years since the Linghu took charge of the military headquarters. This geographical sand table is a supreme weapon for marching and fighting. Such a powerful weapon, Linghu's clerk privately intercepted it and only threw a rough overall picture to the military headquarters for preservation.
This geographical sand table is also the only treasure in the entire Linghu clan. It has been secretly preserved in Tushan Hall and can be regarded as one of the most important treasures of the Linghu clan. When Huqiu was attacked, the entire core bloodline of the Linghu clan was captured in one net. This geographical sand table was naturally also plundered, and now it has returned to Linghu Jiu's hands.
"If Linghu Qingqing knew that we were using this sand table to fight his loyal ministers and generals, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood."
Linghu Jiu straightened his waist and smiled and pointed at a place on the sand table.
"It's Li Moyou who commanded the army in the city. The contemporary head of the Li family is also a capable general... In such a situation of total collapse, it is not easy to gather millions of remaining soldiers and choose such a good place where six earth veins gather to build the city."
"Li Moyou... is not bad. The army he commands is not bad." Linghu Jiu said calmly: "Forcing him to surrender, you can't kill him, you can't kill him randomly... They are all the essence and blood of the state. If they killed them, they would not be damaged at all in the Dawei and Dawu, but for us, they suffered heavy losses."
A member of the Linghu clan took a step forward and whispered: "Shaojun, I'm afraid that Xiahou Feng is too late to wait. He has been surrounded and not hitting him for more than a month, and this is true in one place, two places, and now dozens of places are like this..."
Linghu Jiu smiled slightly and said calmly: "If you can't wait, then you can't wait. He can't wait. He can't wait. He can order the attack. But, tell him that the people who are eager to jump over the wall and fight stubbornly, and the casualties are all his soldiers of the Great Wei."
The night pearl in his hand was beating skillfully at his fingertips. Linghu Jiu said slowly: "Tell him that he is now the prince of the Great Wei Dynasty. This time he came to attack the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom to give him a chance to gain fame... If he loses his troops and generals too much, will he still have a good reputation among the people of the Great Wei Dynasty?"
Linghu Jiu glanced at the many family members in the tent and said leisurely: "Ask him, isn't there any competitor in the royal family eyeing him?"
The members of the Linghu clan laughed in unison.
Linghu Jiu nodded slightly and said quietly: "Remember, brothers, remember, remember... This time, it is a major change that my Linghu family has never seen in countless years. It is extremely dangerous, but it also hides endless opportunities."
"As soon as we reach the sky, we will achieve great achievements for all generations, or we will die without a burial place, haha... we will be more cautious, and more cautious." Linghu Jiu closed his eyes, and a few blue veins between his eyebrows were beating rapidly.
"Be careful, be cautious, and then, everyone works together and spends their brains on planning final plans every day... Don't just focus on eating, drinking and having fun every day, and carefully study it in your heart."
"Starting from Linghu Qingqing's decision to usurp the throne, he thought carefully, thought carefully, and carefully calculated the causes and consequences... and then to the current crisis in our Tushantang lineage, how did we go from Huqiu to Dawei... Who could be the initiator here, and everyone thought about it carefully."
"Think boldly, guess boldly, don't let go of any possibility. Even if your ideas are more bizarre, you may be able to save our entire Tushantang lineage and our Linghu family."
Linghu Jiu let out a heavy breath, opened his eyes, and rubbed his temples with both hands: "Heart, headache, there are many key points here that can't be understood."
"If it were the past, if you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out... If you can't figure out what's happening now, you'll be dead."
"I don't feel heartbroken when I die someone else's children, but our own tribe members... hurt one of them, like breaking five fingers, making me sad..."
Before he finished speaking, a harsh whistle soared into the sky from afar.
Linghu Jiu's body shook, turned into a blue afterimage, and brought a breeze to the central army's tent. He suddenly soared into the air, stepped on the flowing clouds and rushed straight to the sky, looking in the direction of the screaming sound.
In the far east, red flames rose into the sky, rushed to a height of tens of feet above the ground, and then exploded suddenly, exploded into a fire cloud that flashed in the night sky, emitting dazzling strong light shining everywhere.
The secretly ordered letters of the army came over like a drum and a flower. Every hundred and ten miles, dozens of fire-red letters rushed to the sky. In just half a cup of tea, there was already a bloody letter on the beacon tower that was only ten miles away from the Central Army camp.
After about three breaths, a buzzing sound came from Linghu Jiu's sleeves.
Linghu Jiu grabbed a voice transmission talisman from his sleeve, and pointed it on the jade talisman with one finger, and heard a hurrying voice coming from it: "Shaojun... let's wait..."
There was a 'puff' sound, and no sound came out again.
Linghu Jiu's eyes twitched.
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Now the bloody letters in the sky burst out, which shows that there is an emergency military situation, but the front-line troops in contact with the enemy in front cannot send back any useful information. Linghu Jiu's eyes pounded violently, and he murmured to himself: "Linghu Qingqing, is it you?"
A blue light flashed through Linghu Jiu's eyes.
He narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "Originally, Tushantang is only responsible for the inheritance of bloodlines and maintaining the continuous bloodline of the Tianhu lineage. This is the main job of Tushantang."
"How come, since you Linghu Qingqing has taken this step... the lives of countless tribesmen in Tushantang are now in the hands of others... No wonder I, the young master of Tushantang, want to compete with you."
"Look, is it because of your ability in the world that you have entered the world? It is because I, Tushantang, who inherited the best bloodline of the Heavenly Fox."
"No matter who you send, no matter how many people you send... In short, I, Linghu Jiu, have taken it."
As soon as he said something to himself, a Tushantang clan member appeared silently behind Linghu Jiu and handed a secret talisman with blood-colored patterns to Linghu Jiu: "Shaojun, this is the news coming from over there."
"Is it just betrayed the mobilization route of the main force of the Xiang family and cooperated with us to wipe out the Xiang family's army?" Linghu Jiu sneered, took the secret talisman, and put it on his forehead.
"Linghu Qingqing, Linghu Qingqing, who can blame this? As the founding God Emperor of the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, you have not even been able to clear the country's dynasty... I don't know, is it really so comfortable to sit in your God Emperor? It's inexplicable."
Widths of spiritual light flowed into Linghu Jiu's eyebrows from the secret talisman. Linghu Jiu was stunned and then laughed.
"It was the An Wang Huoxiong who took away the Black Sky Cauldron, the magic weapon of the Great Wushen Kingdom... Haha, this guy is cruel and despicable and shameless? This evaluation is very high, it seems that he is a talent."
"Well, I just slaughtered the Gongdian Yamen in Qingqiu Divine Kingdom? Even the owner of the Gongdian Temple Situ Ha was cut off?"
"Well, he is a reusable talent."
"It's just that now he is our enemy, which is a headache."
"Hiss, this guy came all the way from Qingqiu City, and the county soldiers of the state army along the way were swept away by him? More than 100,000 large transport ships? How many soldiers did this guy bring? This is... Even the minions from Ganxuan Realm brought countless? What do he want to do? Ah? What do he want to do?"
"What is he trying to do if such a person is sent to the battlefield? The 100,000-80,000-100,000-100,000-100,000 ants are just ants that can be wiped out with a secret technique in the Life Pond Realm. What is he going to do to bring these wastes to the battlefield?"
Linghu Jiu looked blankly at the direction where Lingxin kept coming from in the distance.
Suddenly, the sound transmission talisman in his sleeve trembled again. He hurriedly took out the sound transmission talisman, and finally a heavy breathing sound came from it: "Shaojun, be careful... they are..."
A loud bang came from the sound transmission talisman. It can be imagined that it was a powerful spell that bombarded the sound transmission person and the sound transmission talisman to shatter.
"It's coming so fast? In fact, no one can send a finished word back? Who is it? What are they doing?"
Linghu Jiu's eyes were beating violently.
Then the sound transmission talisman shook again, but before Linghu Jiu could open the talisman, the movement of the talisman suddenly disappeared. It was obvious that the person responsible for the transmission on the other side was killed again.
"Send scouts, you must find out clearly what happened before?"
Linghu Jiu murmured to himself: "It's unreasonable. King An Huo Xiong's foundation is so shallow. How many people can he have in his hands? Such a raid speed is simply contrary to common sense. Even if it is covered by a naval cannon, there is absolutely no word that cannot be worn back..."
Linghu Jiu suddenly felt a warning in his heart. He took two steps back suddenly. With a "sneer", a long, thin arrow with a stinky smell sped silently past his nose. The strong wind brought by the arrow made Linghu Jiu feel a slight burning heat on his nose.
"assassin!"
Linghu Jiu roared loudly, and a lot of spiritual lights flashed on his body, and more than a dozen extremely high-grade defensive secret treasures immediately protected him firmly.
Dozens of generals with spiritual light flowing all over their bodies whistled from all over the world, protecting Linghu Jiutuan.
But no more arrows came, and instead, terrifying howls came from the camp below.
The wind was howling and the snow was rolling. Invisible arrows hit the wind and snow like ghosts. Many unprepared middle-level officers shook their bodies, and at the critical point, more than a dozen arrows were inserted, and then they fell softly to the ground.
An inexplicable poisonous gas spreads rapidly in the air.
The stronger the wind, the faster the poison gas spreads. Wherever the invisible poison gas passes, the soldiers under Linghu Jiu fell to the ground in large numbers.
Before Linghu Jiu could come up with a solution, the gate of the camp to the east burst into pieces, and thousands of burly bodies were rippling with dazzling blood-colored flames, and their steps were rumbling, and they broke into the camp as if no one was around.
"The Qingqiu Divine Kingdom, under the command of King An Huo Xiong, went to the death camp to command Xiang Zhan here."
"Go to the death camp and kill!"
Thousands of heavy weapons were raised high and then slashed forward heavily.
Just one blow, thousands of hurricane dragons swept across the camp, and a large area of barracks were smashed. Just one blow, at least one hundred thousand elites were crushed to pieces.
Linghu Jiu finally roared: "Enemy attacks, fight!"
Chapter completed!