Although the first calculation for the decisive moment was tomorrow, everyone knows that "tomorrow" was just a prediction. The heavy war fire was like a fort that had ignited the whole line of fire. And it would explode into the roar of war at any time.
Therefore, no one was surprised when Gu Mang's troops gathered in a hurry. In fact, some people had already consciously come to the school yard the moment they saw the strange light.
They all knew that there would be no sleep tonight, and that was the night of the first battle. If they could kill the blood demon beast at the beginning of its rebirth, then Liao Jun would retreat. If they coulnd't…
"No can't"
——This was what their leader Gu Mang said. He said it without any command, but with a promise. He was not so tall, and his former sufferings had made him too emaciated, but he still had the spirit of the hunt. He said to them:
"I have stood in this position and fought thirty-nine battles, large and small, with my brothers. This is the fortieth time."
"Before every battle, I would give you the same promise: that I would take you home. I kept this promise 38 times. The last time when I was at Fengming mountain, I broke my promise… I broke it, I didn't do it. Seventy thousand people were left at Fengming mountain by me. I even set up a monument for them. I begged and pleaded, and fought with the emperor for a long time."
When Gu Mang said these words, he held his hands. He was full of air and tried to take in some of the past freely and easily.
But Mo Xi stood next to him. Murong Lian stood beside him. They were all looking at his eyes flashing with tears.
Gu Mang's eyes were so bright as he said, "Thirty eight times to fulfill a promise, one time to break it. Today is the 40th time. If you believe me, go with me, follow my orders, go and fight with me against that newborn milk dog, then - I'll take you home!"
I'll take you home.
With the 70,000 dead.
With the peace of all ages.
As long as you are willing to believe me again, I, Gu Mang, whether dead or alive, will fulfill my promise. Today, I will be worthy for you to call me Gu Shuai.
I'll take you home.
The soldiers below did not speak. They looked up in silence and awe at the leader of the northern frontier army, their imperial warrior, their wounded commander-in-chief.
Suddenly, the light rose up from the armor, and their swords and halberds fell to the ground. The powerful voices seemed to be pounding out from the depths of the wilderness, shaking between heaven and earth from thousands of chest cavities——
"Live and die together!"
The snow waves were surging and raging, spreading all over the land of Kyushu.
"Live and die together..."
When Mo Xi was young, because of the teaching he had received since he was a child, he thought that it would be impossible for a kingdom to be without a sovereign.
However, Chonghua lost Murong Chen at this time, but it was also came to an unprecedented place. Disaster is like a dagger, which can make people feel pain like peeling off skin and flesh. But it can also wake up many people who used to sleep and let people see the hearts around them who did not know good or evil before.
The battle of war was heavy, and the armor was shining. They were on the march. With royal swords and spiritual horses carrying their masters from the ground, more and more of these practitioners gathered into the vast suburbs like stars into the Milky Way.
Suddenly, from the low ground Murong Lian asked, "What is going on down there?"
Gu Mang looked down, but saw the gate of Chonghua city was open. Under the command of their imperial sword army, countless bamboo warriors and exotic animals rushed toward the battlefield, following the main army.
It was Yue Chenqing!
There were many practitioners, nobles, and civilians who had never joined the army. At this moment, under the spontaneous command of the city, they all went out toward the military camp of Liaoguo.
Gu Mang was stunned and looked at this wonder he had never seen. The river was not divided into two parts. There was no difference between the poor and the humble. It joined together and rushed toward the enemy.
"I was wrong," he murmured.
Murong Lian: "What?"
"This time, they don't need me to take them home," Gu Mang said, his eyes slightly red. "Because here is our home." When he finished, he looked at the Fushui riverbank not far away where there was the biggest barrier to protect the capital of Chonghua, the imperial capital. Behind the transparent array, there were hundreds of thousands of Liaoguo blood demon residences, as well as the demons and evil beasts that were about to be reborn.
Gu Mang's two fingers closed together, and accelerated the imperial sword toward the decisive battle at the river.
In the night, they could see more and more clearly the blood demon's rebirth array in Liaoguo which was absorbing the lives of sacrifices at the other end of the Fushui River. It burst out with more and more intense glory. In the middle of the array, there was a huge translucent spirit, standing like a mountain peak. It was a blood demon, a strange beast in the process of rebirth.
Gu Mang hovered on the edge of the border of the imperial capital, searching and looking up at the prototype of this giant beast. It was at this moment that he had a pain in the side of his skull, and the ghost of Shen Tang from a hundred years ago flashed before his eyes.
Hundreds of years ago, it was the same battle of life and death as today. It was also at the water's edge on the riverside.
Chen Tang's sword-like eyebrows were low. He coldly and sharply looked at Hua Poan. "You plot too much. I can't tolerate you."
Gu Mang closed his eyes because of the sharp pain on the side of his skull, but this time it was different from the previous times. He had recovered all his memories and divine consciousness, and he knew why he could see Shen Tang's figure from a hundred years ago——
The root of this connection originated five years ago when he was ordered to go to Liaoguo to explore the secrets of demonic cultivation, especially those related to the blood demon beast. It took him a long time to gain the trust of the highest guard of the blood demon beast and establish a personal relationship with him.
At that time, he often visited the remaining essence of the blood demon beast. Although at that time blood demon beast was still a fog of incomplete silver souls, powers, and memories… Everything was incomplete, but Gu Mang still felt its most powerful and evil spiritual power.
"Hey, Gu Xiong, you can see that our country has been trying to revive it all these years. As long as it recovers, the whole Kyushu will be firmly controlled by
Da Liao."
Gu Mang stared at the silver fog and said with a silent smile, "Yes."
Shoubei was right at all. If the blood demon beast was allowed to return to heaven and earth, it was bound to be a catastrophe. Even if all 27 nations united to fight against it, there would be thousands of sacrifices.
At that time, he had not fully explored the real intention of his monarch, but he had vaguely felt that no matter which state or individual owned such a terrible killing weapon as the blood demon beast, it was extremely dangerous. He could trust the emperor temporarily and help him to grab the power of blood demon beast, but he would not give this power to Murong Chen so easily.
Even from the first time he saw the silver fog of the blood demon beast in Liaoguo's secret room, he wondered whether there was any better way to ensure the safety of everyone.
Even if one day, the blood demon beast would return to the world, whether it was revived by Liaoguo and loyal to Liao, or engraved by Chonghua and loyal to Chonghua, he would have to find a way to end it with the least amount of sacrifice.
This was the most comprehensive way.
Day and night, Gu Mang made a lot of assumptions and speculations.
Finally, there was only one way for him…
Shared heart technique.
It wasn't really complicated. Not a great magic. Speaking of it, his original purpose in creating this spell was childish and naive.
He had a beautiful vision. Even though he knew the future was dim, he hoped that he could spend his life with his shidi. As they used to say half jokingly, there would be a family with two or three cats and dogs, and a peach tree in the courtyard. They would return to the fields together, grow old together, and die together.
Although knowing that it was impossible, Gu Mang still couldn't help but quietly create this shared heart skill. Once this technique was used, he could share his will with Mo Xi. As long as they were willing to do so, they could see each other's thoughts and share their memories, emotions, and wishes… Even life.
A mantra that required infinite trust and intimacy from both sides, ideal almost to the absurd.
Gu Mang thought it was absolutely useless. He just played and chatted to repose his beautiful illusion.
But standing in front of the blood demon beast's spirit body, he suddenly understood——
It turned out that fate had long been doomed, and the destination of the shared heart skill was not to accompany, but to leave.
Finally, taking advantage of the weakness of blood demon beast, he stealthily put this secret method into its spirit body. At the moment when he showed his shared heart, he felt a torrent of monsters pouring into his blood. The demonic mantra in his bones was excited by the blood demon beast, and a lot of miasma was poured into his body.
It was the dirty life of the blood demon beast.
Countless sacrifices of butterfly bone beauties, ordinary human lives which cast the soul of the evil beast — symbiotic in his body.
At that moment, he seemed to become it. He saw how it was refined by Hua Poan. A hundred years ago, he finally refined this extremely vicious beast with a canyon as the furnace, thunder as the fire, and tens of thousands of living people as animals.
He roared to stop the clouds.
He was the blood demon beast, and it was him.
He saw the past with the eyes of the blood demon beast. He saw Hua Poan standing in front of the demon refining peak, and saw the gloomy and monstrous face from a hundred years ago.
——
"It's really ridiculous that the emperor of Chonghua made me a slave and made Murong a noble."
Hua Poan once murmured to the blood demon beast which had taken shape, and poured his hatred into it.
"Ever since I was sensible, I've been very curious about why I'm a cheap servant, and some people are born rich and noble? Those bad old men tell me that this is destiny. That it's my destiny."
"But is that really my life? I'm more diligent than the nobles, I'm more talented than all of them. What's destiny? Isn't it strange?"
Hua Poan's face was so distorted.
Only such hatred could breed such evil beasts.
He said to the blood demon beast that was yet to be born, "Jingchen, do you know… In those years of slavery, I went through the classics and books in Chonghua's school, and dug up the roots of the state little by little. I wanted to know why those surnamed Murong are nobles, while those of us are servants… I've really found out the reason, but it makes me feel extremely angry…"
"It turns out that at the beginning of the founding of Chonghua, the original two brothers worked together as military generals and led their troops to suppress foreign countries and establish this country. They wouldn't surrender foreign people into slavery, or deprive them of the right to cultivate, so as not to raise up troops in the future to overthrow the state they had built."
"But the killing was not over. Two tigers cannot live on one mountain. After a short period of stability, those who lived and died together in the past fell into the deadlock of who would take over the reunification. In the end, the elder brother lost his strategy and became a defeated general. So his younger brother cut off all his exits, and his descendants became the most humble slaves. He removed his spiritual core and branded him with a slave mark, and he would never be able to turn back."
"I'm the descendant of that offspring - very unwilling, isn't?"
He chuckled, "Clearly, I have the same blood as the Murongs, but because of the defeat of one person, the privacy of one person, and the dispute between the two people, no one can know his name," Hua Poan said. "If the change was yours, could you be calm?"
The blood demon beast dust exploded in the furnace, splashing a flame, as if to answer his question. The fire brightened the dark eyes of Hua Poan. Heaven and earth seemed to be destroyed in those crazy eyes.
"I've never been willing to live like this. So even at the beginning, I was calculating. I'm sure that Shen Tang is a ridiculous soft-hearted person. He will not have the heart to kill me. He will even think that I am clever and pitiful. He will plead with the emperor for me, and let me have an exception."
The firelight of spiritual refining mountain was like the tongue of a fierce ghost. It darted out of hell and danced wildly, reflecting the dark face of Hua Poan from those years - * *, hatred, ambition…24
Gu Mang saw that it was the blood demon beast's initial impression on the human world, and the impression of Hua Poan poured into it.
"Jingchen, I smelt you to take back Chonghua for me."
"In this kingdom, I can also be king!"
It was an evil beast cast by hatred and desire. The flesh and blood of the dead became its flesh and blood, and the ambition of Hua Poan became its ambition. Now it empathized its evil with Gu Mang. Gu Mang was almost driven to hell by the terrible blood.
Gu Mang was disgusted.
But he still stuck to it.
Just for…
Trumpet sounded and drums thundered. Gu Mang looked back and saw the army, his brothers in arms, those who had lived with him through life and death, those who he had promised to take home, and those who called him Gu Shuai.
He was filled with a secret that no one knew - of course he could win, of course he could.
In this world, who knew the blood demon beast better than him.
Even Hua Poan was only its master, not part of its soul and life.
"The imperial garrison was repaired, the left and right wings were reinforced, the imperial capital was bounded, and each team was healed with the eye of the array. The flying horse battalion went to the northern camp of the Liao army to disrupt the formation, and the northern frontier army followed me."
"Yes…"
Gu Mang narrowed his eyes and looked down at the Liao Jun company camp with swords reflecting the moon.
Across a magnificent river, at the border between heaven and earth, the armies on both sides of the heavy fire were confronting each other. Liaoguo was also ready for Chonghua to attack at any time, so their assembly was not slow at all. Gu Mang looked at the scales of armor below and knew that as long as his troops crossed the barrier, the battle would begin.
He took a deep breath. Under the bright moon in the sky, he ordered, "Cross the border!" "Yes!"
With this order, the cultivators of Chonghua swooped down from the sky like a bird blocking the sun. At the moment of crossing the border, the demonic mantra of the attacking cultivators on the opposite side was like an arrow in the sky. Countless domesticated black demons and evil beasts were released from the training camp. Corpse dogs with black wings and evil falcons with venom on their beaks killed cultivators like arrows.
On the ground, the army of bamboo warriors led by Yue Chenqing was like a group of horses migrating across the grassland, wading through the rolling fortress of water, and rushing toward the Liao army camp on the opposite bank.
Chonghua's vanguard army, like a sharp knife, hurled hard at the shield of Liao Jun. When the swords and shields collided, heavy sparks burst out and stabbed into the core. Immediately after the confrontation, anti-killing shield of the attacking Liaoguo cultivators was highlighted. For a time, flood and fire were flying and roaring.
"Kill!"
Like countless meteors landing, fireworks flashed. Clearly it was such a cruel war. Under the reflection of the velvet night, waves of magnificent and dazzling magnificence were unexpectedly produced.
The corpses soon soaked the riverbank rouge. Gu Mang killed the magic bird flying towards him with a knife, and said in a sharp voice, "I don't like the position, follow me to the blood demon beast smelting ground!"
Next to the smelting place of blood demon beast, there was a huge sacrificial cage, in which are all the butterfly bone beauties that Liaoguo had captured and cultivated these years. They were escorted one by one by the Liao people to the spiritual smelting furnace at the center, like iron ore and dolomite for sword refining… Or anything that had no life which was forced into a furnace to become the source of power for the rebirth of the blood demon beast.
"Wuwu.. Mother... "
"I don't want to die… I don't want to die..."
These human sacrifices were crying, but Liao people didn't feel any compassion at of their cries. They had already seen the rudiment of the blood demon beast and knew how it could change the world. They yelled, pushed, urged, and sent these living people with ancient blood in their bodies into the furnace.
A woman with a beautiful appearance saw it would soon be her turn, and her eyes shed big tears. Because of her blood, her tears were golden. This was also the biggest evidence of Liaoguo's search for beauties in recent years. Her body had magic blood and her eyes had golden tears.
"Please let me go!" She suddenly broke down and pulled a Liao refiner. "I'm pregnant. I want my child to survive… Please… Please..."
The response to her was the Liao refiner's laughter. "Pregnant is better! The demonic spirit with pregnancy is greater! Ha ha ha, ha ha!!!"
With tears in her eyes, the woman was in despair. Suddenly, a blue light fell from the sky, and a powerful array of splendor rose up, covering all the remaining beauties behind the border. The woman was surprised and relieved. Looking up, she saw a group of Chonghua cultivators coming from the sky. One with silver armor, black boots, blue eyes, and red tassels on the top came to the scene.
The blue and gold silk band, which represented his heroic blood, was worn on his forehead. It was Wangshu's son Mang, the general of the northern frontier army.
Beside him, there was one with fluttering black gold-rimmed clothes, Xihe Jun Mo Xi. In blue clothes with gold rims, Wangshu Jun Murong Lian looked frivolous.
"It's disgusting to refine the demon beast with living people," Murong Lian said and tutted his tongue. "Even more than me, I've taken it."
Mo Xi summoned ShuaiRan and leaped into the air. The sacrificial cage was heavily entrenched and those locked in it were shocked to pieces!
"Run away." He lowered his black eyes and said to those who were suspicious.
The sacrificial offerings were stunned for a long time. Suddenly, they reacted like fish in a pool and began to rush anxiously. Some people put their hands together, kowtowed to heaven, prayed to earth, and howled loudly. Mo Xi ordered a garrison team to protect them and withdraw to a safe place. For a while, they listened to these people's tears, "Thank you very much… How to cultivate the Immortal King..."
The pregnant beauty was repeatedly bowing, and was urged to go quickly by Chonghua refiner Yushou. With tears in her eyes, she looked back at them again, and then turned away.
However, when Gu Mang suppressed this army with overwhelming force and released the sacrifice, he suddenly heard shrill music in the sky——
Gu Mang was the fastest to respond to the sound. Startled, he heard the sound and suddenly raised his head. "Storm?"
In the distance, a half-empty figure was approaching, standing in the sky with a sword.
The man was dressed in white, and his lapels were unruly and slightly open. In his hand, he held a handful of white silk, which was rusty as copper. He raised his clear and handsome face, shining black eyes, and a wild smile.
This time even Mo Xi and Murong Lian were shocked.
"Gu Mang?"
The half-empty shadow standing on an imperial sword was Gu mang!! Moreover, he was a young, valiant and unquenched Gu Mang!
"Well, what's going on here?" Murong Lian said surprised.
But Mo Xi understood it immediately after he was stunned for a moment. His eyes were slightly red, staring at the figure of the old man, and said in a low voice, "The nine-eyed qin..."
"What?"
"The nine-eyed guqin of the Guoshi of Liaoguo," Mo Xi said. "There are nine eyes hidden in the qin. Each eye is the strength of a cultivator." As he spoke, his fingertips trembled slightly and went into the palm of his hand.
Because of the heavy hatred, his voice was pressed almost to the point of being inaudible. "This was only refined by Gu Mang's heavy technique of Chonghua."
Murong Lian: "!!!"
He turned his head to see Gu Mang, but Gu Mang did not have too much of an expression. It was as if he was "stripped" into a second one full of blood and pain, which meant that the pain of being skinned and pulled out of the prison had nothing to do with him. Gu Mang just stared at the half illusory "self" who could use Chonghua magic and summon the Shenwu storm.
After a moment, he said calmly, "It seems that although the Guoshi is holding the rebirth ceremony of the blood demon beast in the dark, he can't sit still at the moment, and has sent me to deal with myself."
"..."
"I look pretty."
"..." Murong Lian said, "Generally, a little less than me."
Gu Mang smiled. As soon as he wanted to say something, he raised his suona again and pressed his fingertip on the suona eye. Gu Mang couldn't understand the posture. He immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted:
"Everyone open up the sound boundary!"
The practitioners behind him followed orders one after another, but not all of them were so fast after all. The array was only half opened, and the music of "Gu Mang" had already sounded.
"Ah!"
Although the sound of the suona was thin, it penetrated the clouds and penetrated the sun, and instantly rolled up the whole army array. Those who did not have time to open the barrier formation let out a series of screams. They fell off their imperial swords and fell to the ground. Some of them were forced to bleed by the sound of the the spiritual weapon. Some of them were unconscious after they could not support themselves for a moment.
Gu Mang murmured. Although he had recovered his divine sense, his spiritual power could not return. All he could summon was the spiritual sword. However, although the dagger was powerful in fighting alone, it could not match the sound of the Shenwu storm.
The scene was in a state of chaos. At this time, the originally suppressed Liaoguo demons started to fight against each other, and the war situation immediately overthrew them from one side.
Some Liao refiners caught up with the sacrificial offerings at the end of the ceremonial platform, grabbed the screaming butterfly bone beauties one after another, and threw them into the refining stove one by one. The color of the molten stream in the furnace was already very bright. Not far away, the shadow of the blood demon beast was becoming more and more distinct.
"Catch it again! Catch some more!" A high-level Liao refiner exclaimed almost madly, "It's about to be reborn! It's about to be reborn! It's a little short of it!"
Mo Xi wanted to call Tuntian into the world, but Tuntian's strength is too strong. In fact, the number of times that it could be called in a year was only a few. He had already used the limit. Plus the previous confrontation with Murong Chen, was too much for Tuntian. At this time it couldn't be called out smoothly.
However, at this critical moment, Mo Xi heard another sound breaking the battle.
He turned back suddenly, and Gu Mang looked back in surprise.
The person playing the music was Murong Lian?!!