Puppet emperor? Summon three thousand Xuanjia troops at the beginning

Anger spread in the heart of the Master Craftsman.

At the same time, his expression became distorted.

Because there was a feeling in his heart.

The Xuanyuan Jingcheng in front of him is definitely not weak, and may even pose a threat to him.

But he didn't want to admit this feeling, so he showed it so obviously.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at the Master Craftsman in front of him, his expression unchanged.

"Go back, I'll give you one last chance."

Although he said so, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's expression did not relax at all.

Both of them knew very well that since the war had reached this point, it was simply impossible to end it easily.

But Xuanyuan Jingcheng didn't want to push the Craftsman Saint into a desperate situation.

After all, he is a powerful half-saint.

No one knows what means he has at his disposal.

So this can be regarded as a method of retreating to advance.

But at this time, the Craftsman Saint had already lost the desire to talk.

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng, this sage will kill you today!"

he roared.

He was the Master Craftsman who suppressed the Jiuli Dynasty for thousands of years, and everyone in the dynasty respected him.

Even the great chess master of the Big Python Dynasty was unable to defeat him.

He was even seriously injured and dying due to his calculations.

How could he surrender to a mere junior now?

His methods haven't worked yet.

Almost in the next second, the Craftsman Saint rushed directly towards Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

Its terrifying speed directly swept up a huge energy, causing the crowd on the ground to flip over.

Li Yuanba, who was fighting, couldn't help but smack his mouth when he saw this situation.

There was a fighting spirit in his eyes.

After seeing the battle between the two semi-saints, he felt more and more that these battles underground were meaningless.

If you can participate in a war above, you will die without regrets.

No one knows that Li Yuanba is not afraid of death at all.

For him there is only the desire to fight, which makes him feel happy.

So there is such a powerful opponent in front of him, but he can only slaughter some unarmed people below.

It was simply a torture for him.

Although these Jiuli Dynasty armies were not unarmed.

But no matter what the national scholars among them were, for Li Yuanba, there was no gap between the two sides at all.

They were all ones he could kill easily.

If such an enemy did not appear to be a strong enemy, he might still be able to arouse some interest, but now that he has seen the battle between Jiang Sheng and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, he no longer feels any interest.

The greed in his eyes continued to spread in his heart.

But no one noticed his change.

Ran Min also watched the fighting there.

His eyes were full of shock, and he also had a monstrous fighting spirit.

But compared to Li Yuanba, he was much calmer, because he knew very well that he was a general leading troops, not a warrior.

If he were a martial artist, he might not hesitate to participate in the battle between the two, using the power of this battle to hone himself, and even get close to the state of victory.

After gaining his sight, Ran Min looked at the distant leader of the Jiuli Dynasty.

"kill!"

He shouted loudly, and under his leadership, the beggar army under his command headed towards the Lord of Jiuli Kingdom as if they were in a deserted land.

When the Lord of Jiuli Kingdom saw Ran Min rushing over, his expression suddenly changed.

He was very aware of Ran Min's strength and naturally knew that if he let the other party get close, he would definitely die without any possibility of survival.

"Stop him, stop him quickly!"

The Lord of Jiuli Kingdom shouted while retreating.

At this time.

He has forgotten all about relying on his own existence and boosting the morale of the army. Now he just wants to survive.

The only thing he thinks about now is that if he dies, what's the point of continuing the Jiuli Dynasty.

On the contrary, if he was still alive, the Jiuli Dynasty would not have died because of this.

Seeing the generals around him, all of them looked hesitant. No one even dared to attack Ran Min, the King of Wu Dao. His face was extremely ugly.

"If you don't charge yet, if I die, your family members will be buried with me!"

His roar finally made the generals around him give up their hesitant thoughts.

For these generals, they have no other choice.

Although facing Ran Min, they knew very well that they did not have much power to stop him, but they could only launch an attack, even if the result of this attack was death.

The two seventh-grade national warriors looked at each other.

"kill!"

The two roared at the same time and charged towards Ran Min.

But at this time, the two-edged spear in Ran Min's hand was like chopping melons and vegetables, stabbing the two to death easily.

Looking at the other generals rushing towards him, Ran Min's expression did not change.

“You still want to help the tyrants do evil!

Today, the Jiuli Dynasty will be destroyed. If you abandon the dark side and turn to the light at this time, you and your family will be able to survive! "

His roar spread throughout the battlefield.

The effect of this roar was particularly outstanding.

The reason why the Jiuli Dynasty's army has not collapsed now is because the leader of the Jiuli Kingdom is adopting a high-pressure policy to allow his army to maintain its combat effectiveness.

The Jiuli Dynasty has always done this.

Through a very high military merit system and a strict and high-pressure policy.

Let the entire dynasty run at high speed like a precision instrument.

This allowed them to rapidly develop to where they are today without having the Big Python's background, and even almost destroy the Big Python.

However, such a precise instrument means that there is a greater possibility of error.

In particular, the high-pressure policy gave this dynasty no chance to ease its mood. How could the missing lubricating precision instruments last?

Finally, the first soldier put down his sword.

Then, the second, third, and more soldiers made the same choice.

Compared with those generals, these soldiers are more likely to drift with the crowd, and they are more aware that they have no choice at the moment.

As for the generals, except for a few who died, they all had a look of hesitation on their faces.

The current situation is not a good thing for them.

This war can almost be said to be lost, and there is no hope of victory at all.

If the Craftsman Saint can maintain his strength and suppress Xuanyuan Jingcheng, then their fighting spirit may help them reverse their current huge disadvantage.

But judging from their current situation, the power of the Craftsman Saint may not be as powerful as Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

This means that their last trump card has lost its effect. Under such circumstances, many people have naturally given up the possibility of victory.

Under the premise that they themselves don't have much life left, the people who worry about them now are their own relatives.

And Ran Min's order also let them know that if Daqian wins, their families may not die.

It can be said that the Lord of Jiuli has personally torn all his trump cards to pieces.

Huo Qubing was fighting with a ninth-grade national warrior.

This ninth-level national warrior obviously relies on elixirs to forcibly improve his level.

Even though there were several third-grade national warriors assisting him, he was still easily suppressed and beaten by Huo Qubing.

Hearing the voices of persuasion to surrender on the all-out battlefield, the ninth-grade man looked at the several upper-third-grade national warriors around him.

Everyone was injured and looked pale.

Suddenly he threw away the weapon in his hand.

"I am willing to surrender to Daqian."

Seeing this scene, Huo Qubing's face looked unhappy.

If he was given a little more time, he would be able to kill this ninth-grade national warrior.

It must be a good achievement for him.

But now that the other party has surrendered, his contribution is much less.

And he could definitely see that the ninth-grade national scholar in front of him had already reached the point where he was exhausted.

I'm afraid it won't take a few years for him to run out of strength and die.

Even for Da Qian, it is not of much use.

But since the other party has surrendered, it is naturally impossible for him to continue to attack.

Huo Qubing put away his weapons.

"He who knows the current affairs is a wise man. Since you have decided to surrender, let me persuade you and the army under your command to surrender."

The ninth-grade national scholar did not hesitate at all.

He directly mobilized his own strength and let his voice spread throughout the entire army to persuade them to surrender.

After hearing this voice, the Lord of Jiuli's face became even more ugly.

"Asshole!

You dare to betray me, I will cut your family into pieces! "

But the ninth-grade national scholar no longer considered his words.

The current situation is indeed very dangerous for him.

The threat posed by the Lord of Jiuli to him was also very effective.

But he's figured it out.

If the Lord of Jiuli died here, then these threats to him would naturally be of no use.

so now.

The person who wanted the Lord of Jiuli to die the most was no longer Da Gan, but himself.

Even the ninth grade has surrendered.

The situation on the entire battlefield suddenly changed.

Countless Jiuli generals chose to put down their weapons.

Although a small number of people in the industry continue to resist, the final outcome of this war is obviously doomed.

Ran Min rushed to the vicinity of the Lord of Jiuli.

"You don't want to surrender quickly, so I return to Omae to confess my crime!"

Ran Min said it very domineeringly.

There is no respect at all for the Lord of Jiuli.

The Lord of Jiuli Kingdom stood on the hillside, and what he saw was full of Dagan people.

"How could I lose!

I am the Lord of Jiuli, the son of destiny! "

he roared.

But countless troops from the Jiuli Dynasty had already knelt down in front of Da Gan.

"Saint, please save me Jiuli!"

He yelled again.

The Craftsman Saint is now his only hope.

At this time, the two half-saints had already entered into a fierce war once again.

The two of them had released all their power without any reservation.

The collision of two suns.

Each collision set off countless shocks, and while the entire battlefield was affected, the two men broke out into extremely exaggerated battles.

The Craftsman Saint heard what the Lord of Jiuli said and saw the battle below.

"waste!"

He roared.

He originally thought that even if Jiuli's army could not defeat Daqian's army, it would at least be able to delay it for a long time, giving him a chance to defeat Xuanyuan Jingcheng. By then, he would naturally be able to win.

But now the Jiuli Dynasty army was defeated so quickly, as if there was no resistance.

This can be called extremely ridiculous.

Even though the current Jiuli Dynasty's army is indeed far behind the Daqian army.

But how could such a huge war end in such a short period of time.

So he could only blame all this on the Lord Jiuli.

But he didn't know.

The reason for this is simply because the strategy pursued by the Jiuli Dynasty was wrong from the beginning.

They are militaristic to the extreme but do not consider the people's livelihood. How can they make the people fight for it?

In the northern border of Daqian, Dalong is strong.

But under such circumstances, Da Gan's remaining soldiers resisted Da Rong's attacks again and again.

It relies on nothing else but the power of the people.

People are like water, they can carry a boat or capsize it.

Everything today has been doomed from the beginning.

The only difference is when this happens.

However, the Craftsman Saint has no intention of giving up.

When he knew that Daqian was coming to attack, and he realized that the power of Daqian Dynasty was more powerful than he imagined.

He had already told the Lord of Jiuli that he would prepare enough strength for this battle.

And now, it is time to let these powers show.

Without any hesitation, he broke away from Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

At this moment, the craftsman's saint's hair has long been scattered, his breath is erratic, he is a little depressed, and his clothes have been reduced to the extreme.

He doesn't look like a semi-saint.

On the opposite side, Xuanyuan Jingcheng still looked calm and calm.

Although there appear to be a few wounds on his body, under such circumstances, they can only add to his majesty and not make people look down upon him.

The Craftsman Saint looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

"Originally, my method was not prepared for you, but I didn't expect that your power would reach such an extent.

Even now...

Let me make you a sacrifice. "

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hands and dispersed the violent force towards the entire army.

Not only that, this power is spreading into the distance.

Eventually it turned into a huge formation, covering everything around it.

Seeing such changes, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's expression changed slightly.

"What method is this?"

He was a little confused. Even though he had become a semi-saint, he had never seen such a method before.

The Master Craftsman laughed.

"Back then, the chess master was seriously injured by my methods and was eventually killed by you. Today, I will let you see the power of my formation!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng also frowned.

No wonder, he always felt that although the Craftsman Saint was pretty good, it was impossible to seriously injure a Semi-Saint.

Even if someone helps.

Now it seems that this craftsman saint has some hidden tricks.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at the Master Craftsman in front of him, and his expression quickly returned to calm.

He waved his robe.

"Today, I invite my senior to die!"

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