My immortal cultivation game has come true

I saw the luck seal suspended in the air, and the national luck contained in it was like a giant object stirring up the calm water, causing great fluctuations.

Through the Jade Seal of Luck.

Faintly.

His eyes seemed to see a picture, in which two light groups, one black and one red, were constantly intertwining and swallowing each other.

Every time they entangle with each other, the black light group will become larger, and the national fortune of the Black Wind Country will also improve.

See this scene.

Let him know clearly that the black light group in the Luck Jade Seal represents the Black Wind Kingdom, and the red light group is the enemy.

The violent fluctuations in the luck of the country in the Jade Seal of Luck cannot continue to nourish the soul until the war stops.

Xuanqing's eyes looked in the direction of Shacheng, and his deep gaze seemed to see the fierce battle on the battlefield through this far distance.

Think about it.

"Let me go and have a look. This is the first battle of the Black Wind Kingdom!" Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows and thought in his heart.

A thought came to my mind.

An auspicious cloud appeared under his feet, carrying him flying towards the direction of Shacheng.

This way.

On the battlefield of Shacheng.

After several rounds of attacks, except for the corpses left on the ground, the siege of Uzang made no progress at all.

Morale gradually declined.

Until it was no use shouting "Female ten thousand households and reward ten thousand taels of gold", no matter how hard the supervising team drove them, they could not make the soldiers move forward one step further.

See this scene.

General Wen of the Uzang Kingdom had a frosty look on his face, knowing that the siege could not continue, otherwise there would be too many casualties and there would be a risk of a mutiny among the soldiers.

"Withdraw troops!"

With an order.

The pressure in the hearts of countless soldiers suddenly relaxed, and finally they no longer had to step forward to die.

However.

Just as they retreated and stopped attacking the city, they strangely discovered that the huge gate of the sand city opened.

The city gate actually opened on its own initiative.

Countless black-armored soldiers holding long spears, marching in neat steps, pursued the retreating Uzbek soldiers.

After several rounds of siege, the enemy's momentum and physical strength were greatly depleted. On the other hand, the Black Wind Kingdom relied on the strength of the city and there was no consumption.

Under such circumstances.

The distance between the two armies is rapidly closing.

See this scene.

General Wen of Uzang knew that retreat was impossible, so he immediately turned around and ordered his own soldiers to fight back.

In an instant.

The two armies collided like mountains and seas, like rumbling thunder resounding through the valley, and like a vast expanse of raging waves crashing into the mountains.

In just a moment, the soldiers of the Uzang Kingdom understood what tacit understanding is and what combat effectiveness is.

rout.

It was defeated faster than the siege.

The defeated Uzbek soldiers faced the obstruction of the supervising team behind them, waved their weapons, and turned against them.

"Surrender without killing!"

"Surrender without killing!"

Listening to the voice in their ears, the soldiers of the Uzbeg Kingdom put down their weapons without hesitation, then lay on the ground and curled up holding the back of their heads.

on the entire battlefield.

Most of the people chose to surrender, and only a few were still stubbornly resisting. It was General Wen and the personal guards of Nawusi Tibet.

finally.

As the last bodyguard around him died, countless spears passed through his body, stabbing him to the core.

The only people left standing on the battlefield were the Black Wind Nation soldiers.

Victory.

"wind!"

I don’t know who shouted the Black Wind Kingdom’s slogan.

In an instant.

"wind!"

"wind!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Black Wind Kingdom waved their weapons, with fanatical expressions on their faces, and shouted slogans of unity crazily.

Such momentum made the surrendered soldiers crouch on the ground tremble, with deep fear in their eyes.

After victory.

Naturally, the class teacher returned to the court.

Shacheng.

Both sides of the road were crowded with people.

Facing these soldiers who had won the battle and defended their homeland, their faces were full of longing.

Cheers and songs were heard endlessly.

Tread. Tread!

The soldiers of the Black Wind Kingdom marched in neat steps, with pride on their faces, enjoying the honor of this moment.

There were also some soldiers who looked sad. They were either injured or disabled in the battle, or they lost their brothers who they usually get along with day and night. As long as there is a war, no one is immortal.

"Oh, my leg is disabled. I'm afraid I won't be able to continue fighting with my brothers."

"Forget it, that son of a bitch cut off my hand."

Some wounded and disabled soldiers were lying on stretchers, their faces full of frustration, and they were chatting quietly with their companions.

At this time.

suddenly.

It started to drizzle in the sky.

The rain fell on the soldiers, and a hint of coolness came to their hearts.

A miracle happened.

I saw that the injured soldiers began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to the way they were before they were injured.

And those soldiers who had severed hands and feet, with the swelling of the flesh and itching at the wounds, actually grew new flesh and regenerated an arm.

Miracles and miracles happened.

Everyone stood on the spot in shock.

Before everyone could recover, they heard another mighty sound, which seemed to come from all directions and from the sky.

"Everyone who died in battle should have a battle monument engraved with battle achievements and become a spirit that will be immortal forever!"

The soldiers subconsciously looked up and saw a god who was so powerful that people could not look directly at him on a cloud.

The divine power was mighty and blessed all living beings!

After a long time.

It was not until the auspicious clouds in the sky dissipated that the soldiers woke up from their dreams and knelt on the ground with extremely fanatical expressions on their faces.

"Black Wind Holy Mountain, bless the army and the people, long live long live long live!"

"Black Wind Holy Mountain, bless the army and the people, long live long live long live long live!"

"Black Wind Holy Mountain, bless the army and the people, long live long live long live long live!"

The neat slogans rang out again. Not only the soldiers, but also the people in the sand city, knelt on the ground at this moment, thanking the arrival of the miracle.

Through the miracle just now... and the last divine words, they knew that under the blessing of the gods, they did not have to worry about injuries and disabilities, and even after death, they could have a destination.

At this moment.

In their hearts, these soldiers even envied the sacrificed soldiers, who could be called Yin spirits, immortal and no longer suffering from reincarnation.

And those prisoners of war wearing shackles felt mixed emotions, as people's fates were really different.

Black Wind Mountain.

A cloud of auspiciousness floated by.

Xuanqing descended from the sky and returned to the Taoist temple.

The scenes just now were naturally his work. He was not stingy at all for these soldiers who fought for the Black Wind Country and for his path.

Tens of thousands of incense sticks created this miracle.

Moreover.

After watching this battle, he also discovered the shortcomings of the Black Wind Country soldiers, that is, their equipment was too poor.

In this regard.

Xuanqing's mind moved, and he had an idea.