Star Trace Gate

Looking at the north wall, six gentlemen stood facing the wind, looking down at the army of tens of thousands below with cold eyes.

The closer the story gets to the end, the more resentful they feel.

Whether it was the loyalty and righteousness of the Thirteen Generals or the confusion and loneliness of Wu Yuanjun, everyone saw it clearly and felt the same way.

They are obviously a group of "good people", why do they have to be treated like this? !

Perhaps this world is always making things difficult for good people. It puts many constraints and imprisonments on you, making it difficult for you to move forward, while bad people are often free and unrestrained, doing whatever they want.

Talking about fairness at this moment is a bit too naive, but if we talk about anger and venting, we can do it. The Bu Lao Mountain can be stained with blood, and the anger is for the loyal souls.

"This damn ruler of Southern Frontier is such a piece of shit. He's a long brother, a short brother, and when the brothers are gone, the King of Hell will take over." Ren Ye cursed sarcastically, "If it were me, I wouldn't accept it either! Draw your sword to the south and push down the throne room."

Everyone was silent. Ren also glanced at the fat dragon, but saw that he did not refute.

This fat guy had previously denied that he was not from the Southern Xinjiang court, but Ren Ye didn't believe it at all and was sure that he must be from the Southern Xinjiang court.

At the foot of the mountain, in a carriage.

The Dragon Lord, who was dressed in linen and had his trouser legs rolled up, couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, we have fought for a lifetime, both enemies and friends, it's time to send him off."

Next to him, Lord Rat was speechless when he heard this. He thought to himself, "Why didn't you show up earlier? Didn't that second-rank official die unjustly?"

He didn't know clearly in his heart that if he had a choice, the Dragon Lord would actually hope that Lord Rat would die together with that second-rank official, having his chest pierced by Wu Yuanjun's gun.

To the Dragon Lord, these "house slaves" who are good at flattery and only consider things from the royal standpoint cannot be called "ministers". They are just scum who hinder the prosperity of the motherland.

"brush!"

The Dragon Lord raised his hand and the curtain of the carriage opened automatically.

He slowly stood up and took a step forward.

In mid-air, the aura vibrated violently. The old man seemed to have taken only one step, but he suddenly appeared above the army, floating in the air.

On the steps, Wu Yuanjun saw the Dragon Lord and nodded slightly: "It's good that you came to see me off, very good."

The Dragon Lord looked at Wu Yuanjun and said gently, "Hand it over. You and I can still have a couple of drinks."

"I am here, the Earth Dragon Liujia is here, and the Heavenly Lord is here too." Wu Yuanjun looked at the sky with extremely disappointed eyes: "I did think of leaving everything behind and only sending my wife and only son away. But I never thought that he didn't even want to let go of his children and wife, and ordered people to set up an ambush outside the canyon."

"Old Dragon Lord, if it were you, would you be willing?" Wu Yuanjun's eyes turned cold, and he pointed at his chest and said word by word: "I won't hand it over."

"Alas." The Dragon Lord sighed, "It's not far away. Now that I have reached the Immortal Mountain, my unwillingness will soon come."

He was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "Forget it. Since we are in the same boat, it is better not to drink this wine, so as to avoid sighing and crying."

“Lord Wu Yuan, come fight me in the Void Realm.” The Dragon Lord raised his hand and sighed, “This should be the last battle of my life, so let’s fight to the death!”

"Crash!"

He swept his right hand across the air, and in an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and beasts in the mountains roared.

Above the army, a very blurry shadow of a bronze door emerged, with the three words "Void Realm" written on it.

"boom!"

The moment the door opened, Wu Yuanjun's body was like an erupting volcano, and the endless power of the star source was sublimated to the extreme.

"Here comes the gun!"

Wu Yuanjun raised his hand and waved, and the Tianjun Spear flew into his hand.

He stepped into the air and walked towards the sky.

After just one step, he stepped into the gate of the Void Realm and said softly: "The six gentlemen will defend the Immortal Mountain to the death."

"As ordered!"

Looking at the north wall, five people responded at the same time, only the Flower Fairy stared at the Dragon Lord in a daze, with tears flickering in her eyes.

She stared at the old Dragon Lord with a frozen expression, her fists clenched tightly, her body trembling.

It can be seen that the Flower Fairy is trying her best to control her emotions at this moment to avoid any inappropriate behavior.

"Wow!"

After Wu Yuanjun entered the void world, the clear water pond in the distance suddenly exploded.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder flashed.

A white python that looked like a dragon rose into the sky, supported by auspicious clouds, and flew straight into the void.

Seeing this scene, the Dragon Lord sighed again and said, "Alas, if peace had come later, we would have two dragons ruling the Southern Frontier together."

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, he disappeared above the army and stepped into the void.

The blurry bronze door is still there, but no one knows what happened inside.

At the same time, all six gentlemen heard the reminder from Star Gate.

[Congratulations to everyone for entering the hidden story - "Soul Returns to the Battle Robe." ]

[The imperial army was approaching the mountain, but saw seven people coming out of the mountain, ready to defend the last glory of the White Python Clan to the death. This Bulao Mountain symbolizes a spirit, a backbone, commemorating and remembering those generals who had outstanding military exploits but fled in embarrassment, those unknown warriors who died on the frontier, and the widows of their deceased relatives... Fight, kill, use the last of your blood to splash the lofty dragon throne, and return to the battle robe in the name of justice. ]

[In this scene, killing any soldier or enemy general will increase your trust points. The first person to achieve the "absolute trust" status will be the first to receive the treasure reward, and only the top three will be selected.]

[Warm Tips: Wu Yuanjun seems to have something to say to the six of you, and you need to cooperate to kill the enemy and wait for the end of the story. ]

Looking at the north wall, after hearing this rule, the six people's eyes all turned red, and they looked at the army of tens of thousands below like wolves.

Even without this rule, a bloody massacre after repression is inevitable.

This is a war, and each side serves its own master, so there is no right or wrong. Whoever you eat your food from, you must sell your life to.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a strong breath of star source exploded from the north wall.

Ren Ye was bathed in the sunlight, and took the lead in transmitting the message: "Big Fat Dragon, Weng Sanren, and Baihuaxian, help me reach the top."

"Whoosh!"

After saying this, he looked up at the north wall, jumped down first, raised the Human Emperor Sword high, and licked it loudly: "According to the order of the witch master, I will kill anyone who dares to enter the mountain!"

His words were very effective and shocked many people, so a Tianlong general in the formation immediately drew his sword and shouted, "Attack the mountain!"

"Tap!"

An army of tens of thousands rushed forward in an instant.

"Whizzing……!"

The other five all flew down.

"Buzz!"

In the air, a mysterious aura spread out, and a spiritual arm with a dim light emerged.

The fat dragon took action. He controlled his spiritual arm and smashed the crowd violently from top to bottom.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"...!"

The spirit arm clenched its fist and slammed down from mid-air. Every time it struck, dozens or even hundreds of soldiers would fall to the ground.

But because he wanted to help Ren Ye reach the top first, he deliberately held back, only injuring people but not killing them.

On the left and right sides, Weng Sanren and Baihuaxian also attacked together, and the two seemed to be invincible. One of them controlled the golden thread that seemed to be infinitely extended, constantly binding the soldiers in a large area, restricting their movements; the other took a nimble step, shuttling among the soldiers, and each palm strike could injure dozens of soldiers.

The three men were like wolves among a flock of sheep. In just two breaths, they killed nearly a thousand soldiers.

"Shua...!"

Ren was also dressed in white and holding a sword. As he walked by, the sword energy radiated in all directions, and none of the soldiers lying on the ground could escape.

Not far away, poison wine pots and ghost-head knives were lined up side by side, deliberately avoiding the area where Ren Ye and others were attacking, and only killed their way into the middle of the army formation, slaughtering numbly and madly.

"You court lackeys, wearing armor and holding weapons, why don't you attack Daqian just to kill the meritorious generals?!"

"He's already grey-haired and has old injuries. Even if you don't kill him, how many years can he live?"

"Looking at the battlefield in southern Xinjiang and the frontier, is there any inch of land where he doesn't fight bravely against the enemy?"

"With such a crappy court and such an emperor, if we don't rebel now, when will we rebel?!"

"...!"

Guitoudao looked like a madman, looking at the surrounding scenery, his eyes full of memories of his childhood.

Maybe the other five were just angry out of sympathy, but he was different. Every road he took when he went down the mountain was the last place his father stayed before he died.

He was not angry, but missed someone, was sad, and felt aggrieved and unwilling.

"Puff...!"

The long sword swept across, and the corpses fell one after another like wheat.

Although the soldiers of the Tianlong tribe were a little frightened, no one retreated or fled. They just gritted their teeth and tried to use human wave tactics to engulf the six gentlemen.

Soon, the formation of ten thousand troops was disrupted by six brave and incomparable people. The six people were also blood-thirsty at this moment, and were separated by the soldiers who shuttled back and forth, and were a little far away.

At this time, a general guarding the southwest corner of the formation, holding a Guandao, narrowed his eyes and said: "Guards, help me to clear the formation. I will ride my horse and kill the guy with the sword."

As soon as the voice fell, the soldiers guarding on both sides dispersed.

"drive!"

The general, wearing armor of hundreds of battles, rushed out with a knife in hand and rushed straight to kill Ren Ye.

Not far away, Ren Ye, who was cursing in his heart, suddenly saw a general galloping towards him. He couldn't help but mutter, "Fuck, there is such a good thing?!"

He had killed at least five or six hundred soldiers up to now, and his body was covered in blood...but his trust value had not increased at all.

Therefore, he had reason to suspect that at his level, it would be difficult to achieve great merit by killing ordinary soldiers.

Ren Ye saw the general coming and immediately sent a message: "Killing the soldiers is useless, you come closer to me, we will fight quickly and kill this stupid general first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Baihuaxian and Weng Sanren rushed over immediately.

not far away.

After the ghost-head knife cut through the ground, he suddenly heard the reminder of Star Gate in his ears.

[Congratulations, you killed 96 enemy soldiers at the foot of Bulao Mountain. Your trust value increased by one point, and the current trust value is: points.]

This reminder sobered Gui Toudao up a little, and he shouted loudly: "Quick, continue to help me kill."

At the foot of the mountain, on a staircase.

Lord Rat never expected that he would be in danger of life and death while watching the battle in the carriage.

The fat dragon arrived here at some point, and just like last time, he used the Star Source to break Lord Rat's extremely fast movement and injured him with a hidden weapon.

After the two sides fought for about seven or eight rounds, the fat dragon grabbed Lord Rat by the collar, swung his palm, and launched a full set of powerful punches.

"Snapped!"

After one slap, the rat's head shook violently.

"Damn it, you chickenless rat! He originally wanted to leave a legacy and volunteered to die, why did you have nothing better to do than to stop his family?! I'll beat you to death, you smartass rat!"

“Pah, pah, pah…!”

The slap hit the rat's head like a gust of wind, making the rat shake wildly like a rattle.

"Since Niu Xi didn't take the bribe, why didn't you hand it over?"

"You bastard, you even want to embezzle the money for buying my life!"

"......!" Hearing this, Lord Rat regained consciousness a little and instinctively asked, "How...how do you know that I didn't...didn't hand over the money I used to bribe Niu Xi?"

He was stunned by the beating, but suddenly he realized in his heart: "This matter is the Second Emperor...!"