On the hill, Song Zhi walked to the left General Yuan Feng and stopped his stance.

"Xu Lang, why are you standing in front of me?" Yuan Feng pointed in front of him and scolded him sternly.

Song Zhi was not afraid and responded loudly in Xu Lang's tone:

"Abandoning colleagues and escaping at the last minute is the most taboo in our army. I will make different plans!"

"Bold!" Yuan Feng was speechless and sneered: "Okay, Xu Lang, you are going to go with the general and don't stop you, go down."

Song Zhi glanced at him and looked at the siege troops below, thinking that even if he recovered his second-grade strength, he would definitely die in battle among this crowd.

"The last general is naturally going to reinforce, but... it's not me alone!"

clang!

Song Zhi suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and slashed at Yuan Feng. After all, Yuan Feng was a powerful general and hurriedly blocked it with the hilt of the knife.

But Song Zhi's eyes remained unchanged. He used the Qingxia sword technique to change his move. The tip of the knife swirled, and the blade cut a silver thread. With the bloodstains soaring into the sky, he cut off Yuan Feng's head with a light shout.

The army suddenly became quiet. The monks who had originally voted for Yuan Feng were also stunned and pointed at Song Zhi and stuttered: "You, you... you just killed him like that?"

Song Zhi disagreed. Yuan Feng was just an illusion in the illusion. He just glanced at these people and reminded him lightly: "Don't forget your original heart unless you are such a person."

After saying that, Song Zhi no longer paid attention to them, pointed the blood-stained sword into the sky, and shouted loudly:

"The rebel general will die. I will temporarily take over this army. Please follow me to support the general!!"

After saying that, Song Zhi was the first to rush down the hill, and the soldiers behind him also burst into roars of thunder. He no longer hesitated and rushed down with Song Zhi. The iron cavalry rushed towards the rear of the enemy like a blue arrow.

Song Zhi and Jiang Yazhen at the front, Han Xiuchen was horn-shaped, and Han Xiuchen gave a thumbs up and said, "Miss Song's method is really something I didn't expect."

Song Zhi shook his head and said, "Just as you feel, this is just a test for us by the tomb owner."

"Test?" Jiang Yazhen was a little confused.

"Well, if I read it right..." Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and said leisurely:

"The first level of the Nine-Death Sect is to screen out those cowards who cherish their lives and choose to escape, and the word "courage" should be tested."

"And the rebel general just now tempted us to abandon the army and protect ourselves. There is only one thing he said is that if he makes the wrong choice, he will die... This tests... it should be the word loyal."

"Bold, loyalty...why are these tested?" Jiang Yazhen was still puzzled.

Song Zhi didn't know it, so he could only say ambiguously: "Maybe... this is something the tomb owner cares about, be careful!"

As soon as they finished speaking, some arrows shot towards them. Although Song Zhi and Jiang Yazhen had no cultivation, there was one thing that was still retained by monks, that was their ability to react.

With the sword technique, Song Zhi pushed away the arrows facing him, and then looked back. Jiang Yazhen was fine, while Han Xiuchen was hiding away, most likely he had mixed into the crowd.

Song Zhi couldn't distract him, after all, there was an enemy army coming to his face a hundred steps away. He immediately pulled out his long sword and waved his whip and galloped away.

At this moment, Song Zhi inexplicably ignited a passionate feeling. The feeling of being the first to be happy on the battlefield can really make people forget their fear. Even if they face thousands of enemies, they will not be timid at all.

Of course, all confidence comes from its own strength. The moment the two armies collided, Song Zhi's silver sword slashed several enemy cavalry. With the blessing of Qingxia's sword technique, these ordinary soldiers were not afraid of in the chaos.

Jiang Yazhen is not good at using weapons, but can only rely on his flexible body skills to avoid these bottom-up spears and then use a spear to counterattack, but he is also very comfortable.

"Xiaozhi, where are we going now?"

During the chaotic army, Jiang Yazhen shouted loudly.

Song Zhi was about to respond, but he could hear a shocking shout from the distance. When he looked up, he saw the city gate close to him thundering, and countless shield soldiers flocked out, hitting the defenders outside.

Then a team of heavy cavalry jumped out on the wall and rushed in the other direction.

These war horses were all wearing heavy black and gold armor. The soldiers on the horses were also wearing thick scale armor, holding long spears and looking solemn. Wherever they went, they screamed, as if they had entered a no-man's place.

The leader was wearing a black velvet cloak, with a burly and upright figure, with a silver spear in his hand, a heroic and majestic face, and a thick blonde hair of a strange color. Especially his pupils were as attractive as a golden lion, and no one dared to look at him within his eyes.

His war horse was also tall, and there was a handsome side hanging on the horse's back. A black dragon on it looked lifelike, as if he was about to seize the flag.

"Is this the general?" Song Zhi paused his blade and murmured to himself.

Soon, the enemy troops facing each other broke out again. Looking closely, it turned out that another group of cavalry from Dayuan Kingdom was breaking through, and they ran into Song Zhi and the others in a short while.

"Brother Huo!?" Song Zhi recognized Huo Yuanlong and shouted at the faraway distance.

Huo Yuanlong heard the reputation and saw that it was Song Zhi clearly and laughed and replied, "So you are not dead! When we meet, I have something to do now!"

After saying that, Huo Yuanlong led his division troops to rush towards the hill where Song Zhi had just come down. The target should be those deserters who were watching the changes.

Song Zhi had to continue to face the enemy, but the calls from the battlefield kept coming from his ears:

"That's General Long-Headed from the Dayuan Kingdom! How dare he fight out???"

"No, he is going to lead his troops to attack our army's tent!"

"Retract quickly and protect the coach!"

Accompanied by shouting loudly, the originally anxious battlefield instantly showed a one-sided situation. The hard-working enemy troops dispersed and left Song Zhi to chase after him and dared not fight back.

Seeing that the victory was decided, Song Zhi was lucky enough to stop the war horse. After all, this war was not the case now, and killing many people was meaningless. Instead, he looked at the general's personal cavalry from afar.

"General with Dragon?" Song Zhi took off his voyeurism and let the fishy wind blow the ends of his hair, falling into memories.

If I remember correctly, this is a character who appeared on the same stage in the flying immortals in the sky that I played. Are the two the same person?

On the other side, the general Chenglong also encountered obstacles. He snorted coldly, a little cold light arrived first, and then the gun was like a dragon, instantly knocking down several powerful generals of Xi Chu who were blocking the road.

Then he stood out from the cavalry with his horse's belly, rushed into the ground formation alone, and dared to block all the blood in front of him splattered on the spot, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Song Zhi was secretly surprised. Only in this era of lack of cultivation can one truly see what the inappropriate courage is. No wonder this person is known as the number one general of the Dayuan Kingdom.

The body without Vajra is indestructible, but has the courage to move forward. He rides alone to break through the enemy formation, sways the iron horse and swings the golden sword. This is the true nature of a hero in troubled times.

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, unconsciously attracted by the person's back and looked at him.

After killing the guards with his tent, the dragon jumped down from the horse's back and jumped into the enemy's general. He shouted angrily, and used his divine power to overturn the golden armored warrior in front of the platform several times. Then he used his blood-stained spear to hit the throat of the commander of Xi Chu, and stabbed in without mercy.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Facing the remnants of Western Chu army swarming up, the dragon scattered the war drums on the commander's stage with his gun tail. He laughed wildly with the sound of drums. When the enemy generals saw the commander die, the war drums were taken away, and they also lost their minds when they heard the increasingly closer and closer cavalry, and they immediately scattered and led their troops to flee.

Only a burly figure stood alone on the platform, her blonde hair dyed blood and looked around, laughing loudly, as if a tyrant was on earth.

Song Zhi looked at him intently, just like Huo Yuanlong, he was also a little familiar while yearning for him.

However, without waiting for Song Zhi to think about it, the sound around him suddenly weakened, the space began to fluctuate, and the figure on the platform in the distance gradually blurred.

Song Zhi knew that he was leaving this illusion.

...

This time, Song Zhi was not awakened. He opened his eyes and found that he was sitting cross-legged on the cold floor tiles. Looking up, it was the hall he was carrying into.

The beams of the hall are very high, with many deer platforms placed in them. Each platform has some jade boxes on them. A flag is hanging high at the welcoming hall, which is like a black dragon hiding in the sky, looking down at the people in the hall.

After seeing this flag, Song Zhi no longer doubted it and was almost certain that the tomb must belong to two thousand years ago...

General, ranks dragon.

Looking to one side, there were indeed many people sitting cross-legged in the door frame like him. I guess they all entered this hall and fell into an illusion.

At this moment, some people woke up like Song Zhi, but some people turned black and lost their breath.

Song Zhi looked around and saw that he did not see Huo Yuanlong, but he could see that there were already figures on the edge of the deer platform in the distance. I guess people's awakening time was different.

After clenching his fists, Song Zhi felt that his second-grade strength had returned, and this was finally no longer an illusion.

Jiang Yazhen and Han Xiuchen were also awakened beside him. Song Zhi was a little surprised that Han Xiuchen could actually survive the war of chaos until the end, but this kid was mysterious and didn't really feel like someone who was so easy to die.

After Han Xiuchen returned, he immediately became timid again and begged Song Zhi to cover him. Song Zhi did not refuse, and allowed him to follow him and walked towards Lutai with Jiang Yazhen.

More than 30 people entered the hall, but Song Zhi looked at it and found that less than half of them had woken up, most of them were probably lost in the illusion.

This does not include going directly to reincarnate after entering the Baimen.

"Xiaozhi, thanks to you, we passed the test." Jiang Yazhen also noticed that many people could never wake up, and couldn't help but feel a little grateful that Song Zhi was together, and said softly, holding Song Zhi's arm.

Otherwise, I would hesitate in the illusion, and maybe I would die in it like these people.

"Oh, let's sprinkle water." Song Zhi waved his hand modestly, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He survived the murderous intent, and the next season was the harvest.

These deer platforms are very tall and far apart from each other. They cannot have spiritual consciousness for the time being, so Song Zhi didn't know which one Huo Yuanlong was, so he had to take the two of them to one at random.

After crossing the fine bronze steps, the three of them came to the Lutai. They saw that there were already monks looking at the jade box on the Lutai. When Song Zhi and his friends arrived, they were surprised by Song Zhi's appearance, but they still showed bad eyes.

Song Zhi also saw that these people were difficult to deal with. There were only one first-class masters, and the banditry aura on his body could not be dispersed. He probably came from a very good source.

And these people have never seen them in the illusion before, considering that they woke up early, they might have experienced other tests.

There were several wooden tables on the Lutai, and each wooden table was filled with jade boxes of different sizes. Song Zhi walked to the side of the jade box that was the one that was leaning against, hesitated for a moment before reaching out to break it.

The monks in the distance did not stop him, but looked at him with breath and concentration. When they saw Song Zhi touching him for a moment but couldn't open it, they immediately showed a disappointed expression.

Song Zhi frowned slightly, and even the copper lock of his second-grade wrist strength was broken, let alone this lock-free jade box.

Seeing that the jade boxes in front of the guys around him were not opened, Song Zhi understood that it was not so easy to open the box to get treasures.

Jiang Yazhen and Han Xiuchen around them both tried it, but they couldn't open it either. Song Zhi didn't struggle anymore. Needless to think about it, this jade box was banned.

I'm afraid that there are other ways to achieve good fortune.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on the other deer platforms. Everyone looked sideways and saw a person turning into a flowing light and being sucked into a painting hanging on the hanging beam.
To be continued...