Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Dawn tears through the darkness once again and descends on the world.

The battle at Eagle Beak Cliff has reached a decisive moment.

The heavenly army is now at the end of its strength.

Yesterday afternoon, Gu Yuqi still had 900,000 troops in his hands, but now... there is not much left.

Two hundred thousand mad warriors were poisoned to death in the tunnel. After a night of fighting, they did not capture Yingbelly Mountain, nor did they cut off Zhao Shiqu's head standing on the top of the mountain, but they lost most of the warriors in the heaven.

At this moment, the south side of Eagle Belly Mountain was covered with thick corpses. The heavenly soldiers, who had been unable to attack for a long time, began to attack the two wings of Eagle Belly Mountain, but still to no avail. The determination of the human soldiers to die made it difficult for the tall and brave warriors of the heaven to advance.

The two sides are really fighting for every inch of territory, and the tug-of-war has been going on. Throughout the night, the southern defense line of Eagle Belly Mountain was captured thirty-nine times by heavenly warriors, and human soldiers fought back thirty-nine times. The casualties on both sides could not be described as heavy. Countless corpses were piled up on Eagle Belly Mountain. south

, and gradually formed a corpse mountain comparable to the Eagle Belly Mountain.

The flames have never been extinguished, the crossbows of the Eight Ox Crossbows and the powerful crossbow arrows have never stopped, and the enemy has never given up resistance, so the sound of the war drums in the world has never stopped.

Zhao Shiqu was still standing there. There were not many soldiers left around him. Mr. Zhuge stood beside Zhao Shiqu.

His bloodshot eyes glanced at Zhao Shiqu beside him from time to time.

At dawn, Mr. Zhuge saw Zhao Shiqu's eyes widened. After a long period of fatigue, Zhao Shiqu's eyes almost turned blood red. Mr. Zhuge said: "Commander Zhao, the gate of Que Pass in the south has been opened. The more than one million soldiers seizing Shifeng and Wangfu Ridge have broken through the hundreds of giant warriors guarding Que Pass and are advancing north. Now the enemy's The remaining power has been sealed in

Once inside the canyon, it was impossible to escape even if we had wings. We won. "

Zhao Shiqu hummed and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Thank you, thank you, old sir."

Mr. Zhuge smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for what I did, but I didn't do anything."

Zhao Shiqu said slowly: "We won... we finally won... how many of us died."

Mr. Zhuge said with regret: "It's more than expected, much more."

Zhao Shiqu was silent for a long time, and suddenly sang something in a low voice.

No one could hear it, only Mr. Zhuge could vaguely tell that it was the battle song of the Zhenxi Army.

Mr. Zhuge said: "The war is about to end. Zhao Shuai, you can go back and rest. There is no suspense about the war here."

Zhao Shiqu didn't answer.

His low singing voice gradually became quieter.

Under the morning glow, he stood, his head slowly lowered.

Mr. Zhuge looked at Zhao Shiqu's profile, and tears suddenly slid silently down his old cheeks.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhao Shiqu. He kept kowtowing, and his forehead was bleeding red blood from the constant hitting of the rock.

But Mr. Zhuge seemed unconscious and kept kowtowing.

He sobbed: "Qin Shi... Mingyue... Han... Shi Guan... Guan..."

"Thousands of miles...the long march...no one has yet...yet...woo woo..."

"But...the...Dragon City...flying general is..."

After singing three lines, Mr. Zhuge was already bursting into tears. He hit his head heavily on the ground and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Big...handsome!"

The few remaining soldiers behind Zhao Shiqu realized something was wrong and immediately rushed forward.

Zhao Shiqu was still standing, but there was no longer any life in his eyes.

"Little prince!"

After these soldiers discovered this, they immediately knelt on the ground and cried hoarsely.

The human soldiers who were pouring up from the north of Eagle Belly Mountain were stunned when they heard the heart-rending screams coming from the top of the mountain.

An armored general knew what was going on.

He shouted: "The Marshal is dead! Brothers, kill me! Revenge for the Marshal!"

"The handsome man is going to his funeral!"

"The handsome man has his funeral..."

"The handsome man has his funeral..."

The sound spread from Eagle Belly Mountain toward the north, like a beacon tower at the border, sounding one after another.

On a hilltop only twenty miles away from Eagle Belly Mountain, the emperor, empress, and civil and military officials were celebrating the impending victory of this battle.

As a result, loud and tragic sounds came from the front.

Immediately afterwards, a Royal Forest Army captain ran away from Gulai, knelt in front of the emperor, and hissed: "Your Majesty, Marshal Zhao... Marshal Zhao is dead!"

From the emperor to the ministers, there was an uproar.

Zhao Shiqu is the highest military commander of the Yingzui Cliff Defense Line. Although the emperor has not given him a royal title, he has been a human marshal for the past year.

Now that the generalissimo has passed away, it immediately shocked the government and the public.

The emperor was able to stabilize his body with the help of the eunuch, and he roared angrily: "Send the order! No surrender troops will be left! No survivors alive! Kill them all for me!"

The sound continues to spread to the north.

Yang Ershi, who was sitting on the Yunmengze Pier, heard the sound coming from the far south.

He stood up.

The two cultivators from the Royal Cultivation Academy who were guarding him also stood up.

Yang Eryi didn't rest for the whole night. What he was most afraid of hearing from the front line was the words "The Marshal's funeral".

However, the bad news still came.

He broke away from the two cultivators and flew towards the south.

Yang Ershi is no longer a mortal. He is an outsider of the Cangyun Sect and practices the Cangyun True Method. However, the family business is too busy and he does not focus on practicing Taoism.

Later, after marrying Princess Li Wanjun, he also began to practice diligently and is now a cultivator of the Yukong realm.

If not, Zhao Shiqu would not have sent two cultivators from the Royal Cultivation Academy to watch him here.

Zhao Shiqu died, on the eve of the victory of this war.

He was not killed by the enemy, he died of old age.

A year ago, when he received the order from His Majesty the Emperor to serve as the general manager of the Jiannan Road, he had already died.

In just one year, he used up all his vitality for the rest of his life.

Although he is also a cultivator, he is a cultivator who has not even entered the door. This battle has lasted for seven days, and he has not closed his eyes once.

Such intense labor has long drained his life.

He should have fallen down long ago, but he was just holding on and persisting.

The Eagle Belly Mountain was defended, and Zhan Ying and Zhao Shiqu also accounted for 30% of the credit.

Zhan Ying decisively mobilized the militia, blocked the enemy's Skeleton Legion, and destroyed the enemy's Destruction Legion.

Zhao Shiqu seemed to have done nothing, just standing there. But it was his standing there like a javelin that completely inspired the courage and fighting spirit of the human soldiers, and repelled the enemy's 39 charges overnight, without letting a single enemy cross the top of Eagle Belly Mountain.