A victory that has been tabooed for a long time always makes people proud and elated, and also makes the enemy country very angry. The city lord sent a special envoy to reconcile, and promised that the two armies would cease war within a year, so that the two armies would not invade the river.
This made the whole city roar with joy, the gongs and drums roared, and the sky was filled with auspicious clouds and auspiciousness.
And all of this will be attributed to one person, that legendary man, that being who is comparable to the gods in their hearts, that one and only Captain of Ten Thousands - Xia Haochu.
That miraculous and terrifying technique can withstand the fingering attack at the peak of the Blood Soul Realm without any damage. One person fighting five Haoyue Gods will leave three disabled and two injured, turning the tide and changing the situation of the battle.
The city lord was full of praise for this and held a celebration party half a month later to reward the three armies and reward them based on their merits.
Mu Beiqing laughed heartily. Although tens of thousands of soldiers were lost in this battle, and even many centurions and one thousand captains were killed, the price paid by the other side was even heavier. Several Haoyue generals and nearly 30% of the soldiers were killed.
It left his vitality severely weakened and depressed.
One day, Mu Beiqing was looking at the list of his soldiers counting the number of missing persons in the camp. His eyes paused slightly at a spot in the middle, and then he fell into deep thought.
"How could...? Why is there his name on it?" His voice was a little unclear, filled with sadness and sadness.
And he was Lin Zixuan, that young man who should have been even more outstanding than Xia Haochu. He was a cultivator of both soul and body, a light attribute monk, and had the purest and most powerful golden spirit bloodline. He was hailed as the Chosen Son by the city lord.
"The dragon horn retains the inherited power of that person. Logically speaking, he should have the ability to protect himself. Could it be that old dog Lu Yan took advantage of me to rescue Hao Chu and kidnapped him secretly? If that is the case, it would be a big deal.
Not good!" Mu Beiqing felt a chill in his back, vaguely feeling that things were not as simple as imagined.
"If that emperor understands my emperor's martial arts and takes it to a higher level, the consequences will be disastrous." His mind was buzzing, and he wanted to report the matter to the city lord immediately.
At the same time, in the military camp, in the direction of Lin Zixuan's troops, the group of people were talking a lot.
"Brother Han, after Lin Zixuan's death, the centurion position belongs to you." Someone flattered him. He had a high prestige in the reserve army and held a certain weight.
"Yes, Brother Han, you have accumulated enough merits this time, and this promotion will be a matter of course!" Someone echoed, like fanning the wind to light a fire, shaking most people's minds.
No matter who becomes the centurion, they don't care, but they prefer Han Yun in their hearts. After all, many years of getting along day and night have given them a thorough understanding of him.
Calm, patient, sympathetic and compassionate, except for the cold personality, but no one is perfect, so he is the perfect candidate.
"Brother Han, all the brothers respect you, accept it, you are the one everyone expects." Yu Chijun came over, patted his shoulder, and persuaded him.
Han Yun was silent. Over the past month, he had trained troops for Lin Zixuan, and even led troops for him on the battlefield. It could be said that even if he was not a centurion, he was better than a centurion.
He was a little hesitant and didn't know what to do. This was supposed to be Lin Zixuan's team. He promised the latter that he would train them well and make them even better.
Although he is not here now, his death has not been confirmed. If things go by smoothly and I take over his position, what will they feel if they meet when he returns in the future?
He paused for a moment, looked at everyone's scorching eyes, and said coldly: "Don't discuss this matter, let the city lord decide everything in three days."
Everyone sighed, but no one refuted it and silently accepted the situation in their hearts.
…
In a cave deep in the Buda Forest, the rocky and rugged ground is filled with dense animal bones. The evil spirit is permeated and the evil is overwhelming. If you look carefully, each of the bone towers made of countless animal skulls
The expressions of the ferocious beasts were almost the same, frightened and horrified, as if they had suffered great pain.
Behind the bone tower, there was a seat made of blood and bones. There was a person sitting on the seat. His face was expressionless, but his appearance was extremely delicate. He closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, as if he were dead.
However, there is a monstrous aura lingering on him, and he is evil and cold, making people tremble with fear and fear.
He looked exactly like Lin Zixuan who disappeared. After entering the city with the army, he came here alone. In his unconscious state, he was like killing gods and demons, slaughtering all the monsters that hindered him, causing a bloody storm.
In the sea of consciousness, there were two eerie and strange voices. They were arguing and even yelling and making noise.
"Old guy, why do you always go against me? This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. Now I think he has excellent bones and wants to develop his potential. Tell me, why is this wrong?"
The voice murmured, like a baby babbling.
"My little ancestor, do you know what that mark represents? It represents supreme power and status above all living beings. It also contains the inheritance of our family and the Taoist and magical powers that continue the bloodline. It also makes this starry sky
Trembling, a unique element that makes countless creatures fear and surrender." The voice was as old as a withered vine, and at this moment he was persuading with sincerity.
"Then why did you still brand it on him?" He was a little dissatisfied, like a child angry.
"Alas! You...you, how could you be so smart all your life and then so confused for a while? That was just a temporary solution. His father is so powerful, and I was just giving in to him." The old man explained that he no longer wanted to talk nonsense with him, and was ready to
Find an opportunity to take back control.
"Hey! What is this? It looks delicious." Lin Zixuan picked up a green elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Huh?!" The old man felt something was wrong, and then his voice became sharp, like tens of thousands of ferocious beasts roaring in unison, "Ah!! You little brat, what did you eat? That's the Qingxin Pill. I'll give it to you."
, spit it out quickly."
He was very angry, and a fragrant medicinal power spread along Lin Zixuan's limbs and bones.
"Why do I feel sleepy... Damn it, I haven't had enough fun yet!"
"Confused! You are the biggest little confused in the world!"
The sound becomes fainter and fainter until it disappears completely.
…
A week later, in the most vast place in Tianlan City with the densest crowds, at this moment, the ground was carved with obscure runes. The runes were shining with crystal light. The light had magical power, and it could turn a ten-foot-long stone into a piece of land.
The stone platform holds it up out of thin air, making it levitate.
The field was filled with people, led by Mu Beiqing, followed by the commander of thousands, followed by the commander of centurions and the orderly and solemn troops.
In the void, there are three figures standing in the air with their hands behind their backs. The man in the middle is majestic and majestic, and his aura is as vast as an abyss. The man on the left has a body like an iron tower. His bronze skin reflects the metallic luster in the sun, and his body exudes domineering majesty and terror.
murderous look.
The man on the right is wearing blood armor. He has a kind smile and is approachable without any pretensions.
This celebration was personally hosted by the city lord, and the officers and soldiers of the three armies were rewarded for their merits! (To be continued)