The three northern counties of the Tang Empire were shrouded in a bloody storm. This was the real battlefield.
The cavalrymen of the Golden Tribe from the south of the Wilderness fought with the cavalrymen of the Tang Empire in the fertile wilderness. The battlefield stretched for hundreds of miles. There were battles and deaths every second.
On the battlefield, the priests of the Golden Tribe Royal Court and the cultivators of the Tang Empire kept fighting. The Qi of Heaven and Earth trembled. Countless cavalrymen charged fearlessly. The wilderness had long been painted red.
In the Pamir Mountains, the Tang Empire's Western Army under the command of General Shu Cheng finally defeated the army of the Yuelun Kingdom on the plateau and won a decisive victory after sacrificing more than 20,000 soldiers.
Due to the long journey and the shortage of supplies, the Tang Empire's Western Army did not return to the three northern counties. Instead, they entered the Pamir Mountains and attacked the Yuelun Kingdom in the cold weather.
The Eastern Border of the Tang Empire, which had not seen a war for many years, was now in a state of blood and fire. Tens of thousands of grassland cavalrymen were wreaking havoc in the wilderness. 800 cavalrymen led tens of thousands of volunteers and the remnants of the Northeast Border Military who returned from the Yan Kingdom. They carried out the fiercest resistance and gradually reversed the extremely passive situation.
Fighting on their own land could receive strong support from the temporary government office and the Tang people. Apart from that, the most important reason why the Tang Army could reverse the situation so quickly in the Eastern Border was that the grassland cavalrymen lacked a commander. Prince Long Qing had gotten rid of this group of subordinates many days ago.
Long Qing did not leave the battlefield alone. He took with him nearly a thousand of the most elite cavalrymen of Divine Hall and more than two thousand absolutely loyal cavalrymen of the Left King's Palace.
The world war against the Tang Empire had been going on for some time. The clear autumn gradually passed and the winter wind gradually rose. The fertile wilderness of the Tang Empire was frozen and hard. Every time the horses stepped on it, there would be smoke and dust. More than three thousand cavalrymen galloped on the central wilderness of the Tang Empire. From afar, they looked like a yellow dragon.
The cavalrymen were already extremely tired after the continuous high-speed attacks. Even Long Qing felt that he could not hold on any longer. But he did not give the order to rest.
The main force of the Tang Empire had been mobilized. Other than the ordinary prefectural armies, there was no defense force in the central counties. There was no way they could stop the cavalrymen.
At this time, Long Qing and his cavalrymen were close to Chang 'an City. Of course, he could not rest. He knew that Chang' an City was about to open and there was no defense in the city.
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The roads around Chang 'an City were covered in dust and footprints. Abandoned luggage could also be seen. These were the traces left behind by the refugees in the surrounding areas.
What was fortunate or admirable was that under the joint efforts of the Tang Empire, nearly a million refugees were brought into the city in just two days. There was not a single corpse on the road.
The provisions transported from the various counties had already entered the city even earlier. The surrounding counties and villages had been completely abandoned, fortifying the walls and clearing the fields. All the city gates had already been closed, leaving only the southern gate facing Vermilion Bird Avenue open for people to enter and exit.
There were few pedestrians outside the city gate, and a few soldiers were vigilantly watching all directions outside the city. Chang 'an City was ready for battle, and they were full of confidence.
The borders of the country had been broken, but the mountains and rivers were still there.
Whether it was the imperial court of the Tang Empire or the people in the city, they all thought that the enemy they were about to face should be the West-Hill Divine Palace Army going north from the Verdant Canyon. No one thought that on the official road in the east, Prince Long Qing was leading the cavalry to break through, and no one knew who the real enemy of Chang 'an City was.
Therefore, they did not understand why the imperial court had never closed the southern gate, and why so many people and resources were mobilized to move the giant stones outside the southern gate at such a critical moment.
Only the Academy and the Empress in the palace knew the real reason — the God-stunning Array had been damaged. Chang 'an City could now resist all kinds of armies, but could not resist the real enemy.
The enemy that put Chang 'an City in danger was not the cavalry of the Golden Palace, not Long Qing and his cavalry, not the mighty Divine Hall Army in the south. It was just one person.
A very scary person.
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A young girl stood outside the southern gate, looking at the giant stones in the field and feeling the familiar smell. Her ponytails swayed gently in the cold wind, and she somewhat missed the past.
Ning Que stood behind her, and his haggard expression finally relaxed a little. Although the blockage of the God-stunning Array was still there, it would be much more difficult to enter the city with this Stone Array Tactics.
The girl was naturally the Academy's Third Sister, Yu Lian. She did not allow herself to immerse in such sentiments for too long, and calmly said, "After all, we still have to repair Chang 'an City."
Ning Que said, "Still not enough?"
Yu Lian said, "The Headmaster has left the human world. In this world, there are only four people who can be called extraordinary. Two of them don't care about worldly affairs, and the Chief Preaching Monk's law follows the thick soil. So the only one who can threaten Chang 'an City is the Abbey Dean. This Stone Array Tactics can at most stop him for a while, but how can it stop him for a lifetime?"
Mo Shanshan slightly frowned, and seemed a little worried.
Ning Que had never seen the legendary Abbey Dean of Zhishou Abbey. He thought that Eldest Brother had delayed this person for a few days, but he did not feel that the person was very powerful. Hearing this, he could not help but frown slightly.
Yu Lian said, "Since the God-stunning Array has been broken, if Eldest Brother did not use his life to stop us, all of us would have been killed by the Abbey Dean, and the war would have been over."
Ning Que said, "Eldest Brother and Senior Sister, you have also broken the Five States."
Yu Lian said, "The Five States are just a threshold. Breaking the Five States does not mean that one is absolutely powerful. Although I have broken the Five States, I may not be able to defeat Liu Bai. But the Abbey Dean is different."
Ning Que asked, "What's the difference?"
Yu Lian said, "Do you know who is the youngest cultivator to break the Five States in history?"
Mo Shanshan thought for a while and asked, "My sworn brother?"
Yu Lian said, "Eldest Brother broke the Distance in Three Days, but he was not young at that time. In terms of age, the founder of the Enlightenment Doctrine and the Great Divine Priest of Light from 600 years ago were both older than him."
Ning Que thought of a possibility, but did not say anything.
Yu Lian said, "The youngest cultivator to break the Five States was surnamed Chen."
Ning Que looked at the wet stones in front of the South Gate and was shocked speechless.
"So I am not surprised that Chen Pipi was the earliest to enter the Knowing Destiny State."
Yu Lian said, "Because his surname is also Chen, and he is the Abbey Dean's son."
Ning Que asked after a moment of silence, "What kind of person is the Abbey Dean?"
Yu Lian said, "The Abbey Dean was just an ordinary Taoist in a Taoist temple in the Kingdom of Song. He had no talent in cultivation and had never even entered the West-Hill Divine Palace. So he gave himself an ordinary name."
The Kingdom of Song was a small country by the East Sea. It did not have any praiseworthy history, culture, or military. However, it had produced many famous people and great figures.
A thousand years ago, the Great Divine Priest of Light was from the Kingdom of Song. Wei Guangming was from the Kingdom of Song. Master Lotus was from the Kingdom of Song. Even the small town where Second Brother lived as a child should be in the Kingdom of Song.
Ning Que did not know until now that the Abbey Dean of the Zhishou Abbey was also from the Kingdom of Song. It turned out that he had a strange name.
"I … Since I am so amazing, why …"
"I am not famous and even give people a feeling of being ordinary? I am not an ordinary person, but I can give people a feeling of being ordinary. That is the scariest thing about me. "
Yu Lian said, "As for the objective reasons, apart from the mysteriousness of the Zhishou Abbey, I have been quiet these years mainly because the history of the past decades is a little different."
Ning Que asked, "What is the difference between the history of the past and the history of the past?"
Yu Lian said, "The biggest difference between the history of the past and the history books is that the Academy began to enter the human realm."
In the back of the mountain of the Academy, only she did not call him Youngest Uncle. Instead, she called him Mr. Ke. That was because she was the Suzerain of the Devil's Doctrine. After all, the Devil's Doctrine was destroyed by Ke Haoran.
Mo Shanshan said softly, "After the trip to the Wilderness, I asked the Headmaster. He then knew that Master Lotus was still alive. He told me some stories about the past. He said that the Abbey Dean had once fought with Mr. Ke."
"That's right."
Yu Lian said, "There were no bystanders in the battle between Mr. Ke and the Abbey Dean. Except for the Headmaster, no one in the world knows what happened at that time. They only know that Mr. Ke won in the end."
"After that, all the powerhouses of Haotian Taoism came out and ambushed Mr. Ke in the Wilderness. Mr. Ke slashed them to his heart's content. He broke through several states but refused to stop. So he pulled out his sword and flew towards the sky. He was then killed by Haotian."
"Because of this, the Headmaster was extremely indignant. He went to the West-Hill Divine Kingdom and slashed all the peach blossoms on the Peach Mountain. He killed countless powerhouses of Haotian Taoism. The Abbey Dean invited the Chief Preaching Monk of the Xuankong Temple to help him, but they still failed."
Yu Lian said, "The Academy entered the human realm, so the Abbey Dean was nameless."
Ning Que understood what his Senior Sister said.
As the youngest person to break through the Five Realms, Chen Mou undoubtedly had the right to leave his name in the history of cultivation. But because there were two other people's names in the history of these years, he did not have a shred of glory.
One was the Headmaster.
The other was Ke Haoran.
But from another perspective, it also showed how powerful Chen Mou was.
Because he lost to the Youngest Uncle and the Headmaster, but he did not die.
He was forced to wander on the South Sea, but he did not die.
Maybe the Headmaster cherished his talent, or maybe the Headmaster really could not kill him.
Either way, it proved how powerful he was.
The Youngest Uncle had passed away long ago, and the Headmaster had also left the human realm.
No one in the human realm was a match for the Abbey Dean.
That person's glory that had been suppressed for many years was about to blossom.
The enemy that Chang 'an City was about to face was such a person.
People knew that he was coming, but they did not know when he would come.
Ning Que felt that his shoulders had become a little heavy.
He looked over the rugged boulders and fell on the forest beside the official road.
Chang 'an City had entered winter. The grass was not thick, and the wind and snow were coming.
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(Don't laugh, everyone. A man's self-esteem is easy to make a joke at the wrong moment. I had a hard time writing today, and I hope it will be done soon. Now it seems that my cervical vertebra is affected. Oh, the reason for not updating is very positive … I hope that the Abbey Dean's battle can also be written with positive energy. I lay down more, and I hope to write faster. I'm really sorry, and I apologize again, because I did not manage myself well.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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