Both sides watched in silence as the real citizens walked toward Li Qingxian.
Watching Li Qingxian greet him personally, chatting and laughing with the most ordinary person in the world.
The eyes of the generals on the walls of the divine capital actually calmed down.
Seeing Wu Xiu joining, they were just nervous.
Seeing Wen Xiu joining, they just felt that they were losing more than they were winning.
However, when they saw these vast numbers of people joining in and looked at those hoes and poles, strange thoughts suddenly emerged in everyone's heart.
It’s not that I can’t beat them, it’s that I hope these people don’t lose.
Even if they are standing opposite.
They may usually look down on this or that, but deep down they understand that these mud-legged people are not strong, but they are the foundation of this country.
If even they rise up, then this nation is on the verge of collapse.
The generals looked at Li Qingxian and vaguely understood why Li Qingxian dared to rebel and believed that he could do it.
King Xian's army stopped and started on the road again.
Not far away, another large and chaotic army rushed towards us.
"The Guan family in Longxi, the Sun family in Runan, the Bai family in Jiangzuo, and the Ye family in Lingnan... a total of one hundred and forty-seven clans, combined into a coalition of rural soldiers, respectfully welcome His Highness King Xian, and are willing to serve as King Xian's front soldiers and serve King Xian's army.
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Everyone looked at the seventh road.
If Wenxiu is the upper class of the Qi State and the Mud Society Alliance is the lower class of the Qi State, then these prominent families from various places are the middle class of the human race.
These forces cannot be seen in the court, but they penetrate every inch of the local land.
Imperial power does not go to the countryside, but to the wealthy families.
After Li Qingxian received the seventh group, the army continued to move forward.
The generals looked around.
Not long after, another group of men and horses galloped towards King Xian's army.
When the generals on the city wall saw this, their hearts jumped into their throats.
Those flags look familiar.
Those soldiers and armor are still in front of me.
It was right in front of us, because the people who came were also the imperial army.
"The original nineteen armies of the Qi State have merged into a rebel army. I respect His Royal Highness Prince Xian as the new leader. I hope that the demonic atmosphere will be wiped out and there will be no military attack."
When they heard a military general shouting "We can't afford an attack," everyone was stunned for a moment, and then let out a long sigh.
Apart from the Mad King, apart from the Xue family, apart from those blood-sucking forces attached to the imperial court, who is willing to fight?
The imperial army is tired of fighting.
Fighting against the demon clan, fighting against the southern countries, and internal strife with all parties in the imperial court. Now, do we still have to fight to the death with King Xian who defeated the demon clan?
Can't fight.
Some people are still people.
If it can be said that the Southern Army is a self-contained entity, it is somewhat separated from the Imperial Army.
These are real colleagues.
On the walls of the city of God, there were crowds of people moving around, and all the soldiers were looking towards the rebel army.
If we talk about the people in the Mud Society, they are brothers and sisters, or even parents.
Those people wearing similar armor are themselves in the mirror.
On the city wall, soldiers one after another let go of their hands, weapons fell, and there was a loud bang.
Soldiers one after another leaned against the city wall, breathing heavily.
The generals in uniform and armor silently loosened their collars and waist ties.
The air on the city wall, for some reason, has become much, much thinner.
That's not a friendly force, that's yourself.
Li Qingxian led the soldiers to meet the Eighth Route Rebel Army.
Two long rivers converge.
The general of King Xian's army shouted loudly, calling to the general and friends on the opposite side.
Many generals rushed forward and either punched their old friend hard on the shoulder or hugged him tightly.
Others punched each other in the face, knocking them to the ground, then stretched out their hands and pulled them up.
When we meet, we smile and let go of grudges.
Before the army could move forward, another army came rushing from the northwest.
"The Ming Sects of the world unite to form the Ming Cultivating Army, with His Highness King Xian as the leader, obeying the destiny of heaven, driving away evil and filth, and illuminating all living beings."
Duan Tianji, the leader of the Tianming Sect, personally led the Mingxiu coalition forces to arrive.
On the city wall, the generals finally couldn't bear it anymore and sighed.
Especially the generals who had personally witnessed the battles between the kings back then looked at the flag of the ordered alliance and their faces were ashen.
Back then, Tian Mingzong was in the imperial city, fighting side by side with Emperor Taining.
Now, the Tianming Sect is standing outside the city.
Next to the Tianming Sect, there are still those opponents from back then.
On the north city wall, under the city tower, He Chaoxiong, a general of the Beijing army and a first-grade martial arts cultivator, looked at the flags like clouds and the generals like rain, and let out a long sigh.
"Nine princes welcome King Xian, and powerful soldiers from ten directions surround the divine capital."
The generals behind him sighed. At this time, no matter what they say, they are so feeble.
The strength of both sides is no longer on the same level.
All the forces in the world have been concentrated inside and outside the capital.
What's more, it's unclear whether a super-class person who has disappeared has stayed inside the city or outside the city.
King Xian has been rebelling for so long, which super-class person will stand up to oppose it?
not a single one.
"General, how do we defend it?"
He Chaoxiong said slowly: "This battle has nothing to do with you and me. I will go to the imperial city to ask for instructions from the Holy One."
"What do you think the Holy Father would say?" a general suddenly asked.
Everyone was silent.
"Just listen to whatever the Holy One says. It's been like this all these years." An old general said slowly.
"Our whole family is in the capital..."
He Chaoxiong sighed softly, turned around and walked down the tower.
The soldiers from all directions in the divine capital city watched silently.
As King Xian's military orders were issued one after another, the ten armies took orders one by one and were divided into various parties.
Each army, in addition to normal military orders, also received magical weapons and some life magic items.
The military generals looked at the magic weapon boxes one after another and shook their heads.
I have never fought such a rich battle.
Who would bring a super-grade magic weapon to a war?
The main force of King Xian's army went around to the east of Shendu City and stationed itself.
The rest of the armies were divided in all directions.
Looking from afar, countless soldiers will form a huge hollow disk, completely surrounding the city of God.
Some monks squinted their eyes slightly, and vaguely felt that a strange aura seemed to be flowing in the sky above the eight-sided formation, rushing endlessly, forming a huge lid, suppressing the capital.
The life magicians are finally going to take action with all their strength.
This is also the first time in history that Mingxiu has faced an emperor directly.
The general camp of King Xian's army was busy with generals coming in and out, like a big gathering.
After successive battles, the Xianwang Army's system gradually improved, and it could barely cope with the huge allied forces of the world.
Although the various armies are not organized, they are determined and work together. Even if there is a misunderstanding, it will be resolved quickly.
Everyone has a common goal.
Anyone and anything that stands in the way of this goal must give way.
After the first batch of magic weapons and life-spelling items were distributed, the life-spelling masters continued to perform life-spelling on the spot, making a large number of life-spelling items and distributing them everywhere.
The puppet cultivators began to assemble and inspect various siege mechanisms and mechanism birds, while the Taoist cultivators, with dark circles under their eyes, were either casting spells, making talismans, or recharging their energy.
Because, tonight Taoist sects all over the country will officially start the universal feast to connect the world.
The literary cultivators were surprisingly quiet. They were sitting everywhere, some chanting scriptures in low voices, and some slowly copying scriptures by hand, as if there was no one else around.
Tonight, Tianxia Cultivator will hold a Tianxia Sutra Feast.