Chapter 398 The Betrayer
Above the forest, a figure fleeing in embarrassment flashed away.
The Xuanwu Saint Soldier's arrows, which exuded a rich and heavy aura, followed closely, leaving no grass growing wherever they passed.
The extreme hardness and penetrability made the figure dare not look back.
Feeling the danger in his heart, he couldn't help shouting again: "Guo Jiuxing!"
"Noisy."
A cold voice reached his ears, and a hand as white as jade reached out from the void and easily caught the Xuanwu Saint Soldier Arrow.
The Xuanwu Holy Soldier arrows, which could easily crush high-grade Holy Soldiers and even had to be repaired over and over again to block the golden divine arrows, made a dull sound in his hand.
There was a fierce confrontation between the palm and the arrow body, and the residual power alone could sweep away everything within a few miles.
The black and white chessboard bloomed in the palm of his hand, trapping the Xuanwu Saint Soldier's arrows like a cage.
The intertwined black and white patterns continue to extend, turning into countless extremely complicated lines.
The two major magic arts of Xujian Dao, [Xing Luo] and [Lan Ke] are not based on combat power.
However, this does not mean that Xu Jian Dao has no combat effectiveness.
On the contrary, few people know the true strength of this Taoist sect. Even if Emperor Taizu was alive hundreds of years ago and received help from the three Taoist sects, the Xujian Tao would rarely end up personally.
They used [Xing Luo] and [Lan Ke] thaumaturgy behind the scenes to help deduce and plan.
Among the three gates, only the Xujian Road is the most mysterious, which is why Emperor Shun left it until the end.
Pick up the soft persimmons first and save the hard-to-gnaw bones for last.
Emperor Daqian, who had nearly ten million frontier troops, was like this, and he could see the whole story at a glance.
The black and white lines turned into the bars of the cage, and the trapped Xuanwu Saint Soldier arrows could not escape the trap no matter how they collided.
No matter how hard it is and can easily pierce through everything in the world, it cannot stop the power of "softness".
After a long time, the Xuanwu Saint Weapon Arrows were gradually assimilated and became part of the black and white patterns.
If Jiang Lin were here, he would definitely be surprised that this black and white chessboard actually possesses power similar to the characteristics of chaos.
The eleven-feathered archer seemed to sense that the threat was gone, and then stopped and turned around.
His current appearance is very terrifying, looking like a ghost.
The remaining half of the eyeball was staring at the white palm in the void, and said in a low voice: "Why are you taking action now! Is it possible that the Virtual Supervisor Dao wants to reap the benefits!"
"The fisherman may care about a little harvest, but you are not qualified to make me care."
A cold voice came out, and then the palm slowly faded in the void, and finally disappeared.
Such contemptuous words made the severely injured Dao Martial Realm archer furious.
But he was very worried in his heart. There were some things that others didn't know, but an old antique like him who survived hundreds of years ago knew them all.
Emperor Taizu of Daqian was able to achieve success, and two people contributed the most.
One is the blacksmith ancestor, who created a large number of magic weapons, holy weapons, and Yuan weapons, which made Emperor Taizu much more powerful than his opponents at the time.
The other one was the Taoist Master of Xujian Dao at that time.
One provided weapons, the other was responsible for planning, and they complemented each other, making Emperor Taizu of Daqian have a smooth journey until he became invincible in the world.
Even the powerful clans that had been here for who knows how many years had to bow their heads and surrender.
In that Buddhist country, even the Buddha Lord was beheaded, leaving only the name of Sangzhou and Ascetic Cultivator.
The Blacksmith Patriarch and the Taoist Master of the Xujian Dao seem to be inextricably linked, and there are many secrets in them that cannot be revealed one by one.
The fluctuations in the void completely dissipated, as if nothing had ever appeared.
The old man stared at that direction for a long time, and then fell to the ground.
The energy in the body kept fluctuating, and the whole person was leaking air everywhere like a sieve, making it miserable.
"Damn it, isn't the founder of Daqian Blacksmith gone? Why are there still such powerful weapons!"
The old man cursed a few words in a muffled voice and began to muster his strength, trying to drive out the strange force that was constantly raging and destroying everything in his body.
Not long ago, the eleven-feathered archer, who was so high-spirited and arrogant, now has no trace of the Dao Martial Realm.
In Rune World, Guo Jiuxing retracted his palm and stared at the black and white chessboard in front of him.
A black shadow, like the shadow of a fish under a deep pool, kept swimming on the chessboard.
"There is a chance to kill Daowu realm."
"This variable...is somewhat interesting."
On the frontal battlefield, a military formation composed of more than two million border troops was already in contact with the barbarians.
The nine-feathered archer shouted wildly and directed the Xiyi archers to counterattack.
Arrows rained down from the sky, but with such a powerful military formation, the effect was limited.
When the number of people reaches a certain level, the military formation is no longer afraid of these attacks, and only the Daowu realm can be their opponent.
The frontier soldiers, who had long been holding back their anger, struck out very ruthlessly. The power of the military formation converged on the military attaché at the front of the formation, making each of their swords as powerful as a divine martial artist.
Dozens of meters of sword energy were swung out, not one, not ten, but hundreds!
This is why there are only two Divine Martial Realm commanders in the Dagan Border Army, but no one dares to mess around.
The military formation is really terrifying, a force that should not even exist in this world.
Except for Daqian, no other dynasty knew how to use military formations.
It is said that the blacksmith master learned this from the hammering method and then taught it to Emperor Taizu.
Emperors of other dynasties could only scold their mothers and lament why they did not have such help.
Otherwise, how could a mere Daqian have grown to this point!
The sword energy is comparable to that of the Divine Martial Realm, and the barbarian soldiers cannot stop it at all. Every time the sword fell, at least several barbarian soldiers were torn apart by the sword energy, and their deaths could not be more miserable.
Hundreds of thousands of barbarian soldiers seemed like a lot, but they were vulnerable to such a huge military formation.
Seeing that the barbarian soldiers were gradually being swallowed up by the Daqian border troops and their defeat was certain, the Nine-Feathered Archer looked ugly.
He knew very well that without the obstruction of the barbarians, the Dagan border troops would rush over soon.
The Xiyi archers are also very capable in close combat, but compared to the frontier troops with military formations, they are as weak as chickens.
"What should we do?" an eight-feathered archer asked in a low tone.
At this time, a shout came from behind: "My ancestors have ordered us to withdraw to the forest!"
When the Xiyi archers heard this, they immediately put away their bows and arrows and ran towards the cliff without looking back.
The barbarian soldiers who were fighting hard to help them stop the border troops turned around and saw this scene, and they immediately let out uncontrollable roars.
"Western Yi!"
The angry voice caused thousands of barbarian soldiers to drive the monster beasts under their crotches and rush towards the Xiyi archers.
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They can die, or they can die inexplicably.
But even a true beast definitely doesn't like the feeling of betrayal.
The Ten-Feathered Archer, who was more than ten miles away, looked cold when he saw this scene.
When they first came from Lin Yuan, they were arrogant and wanted to defeat the Daqian border army in one go and regain the lost glory of their ancestors.
Now, they failed.
But that barbarian soldier actually dared to challenge the dignity of Xiyi!
The ten-feathered archers picked up their bows and arrows, and without hesitation aimed at the thousands of barbarian soldiers.
An arrow flew over, and the more than a hundred barbarian soldiers at the front were suddenly shot like candied haws on a stick, their heads exploded, and they fell from the monster.
Their blood made the barbarians in the rear even more angry.
However, the attack of the Ten Feathered Archers brought the Xiyi archers back to their senses.
They knew they couldn't defeat the large border troops, but it was still easy to kill these barbarians who came to die.
Tens of thousands of Xiyi archers fled towards the cliff while shooting arrows with their bows.
The rain of arrows fell, like sharp blades, harvesting the lives of the barbarian soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of barbarian soldiers were killed and injured.
Only those monsters that managed to survive but lost their masters carried the corpses of the barbarians.
They had no intention of escaping from the battlefield, and bursts of mournful roars came and went.
Meng Shuai couldn't help but look cold when he saw this scene.
"Even monsters know the word affection, but these Western archers don't know anything about it. They are simply worse than monsters!"
Hong Shuai also had a gloomy look on his face and said: "Like the Buddhist Kingdom back then, Emperor Taizu was too soft-hearted after all. He should have killed all these people long ago!"
At this time, the barbarian soldiers who were completely surrounded by the border troops and could no longer escape also discovered that the Xiyi archers had killed their own people.
They were extremely angry, but they no longer attacked the border troops. Instead, they faced the retreating direction of the Xiyi archers and roared.
Even if the frontier army slashed their heads with knives, they would not blink, they would just stare over there.
Meng Shuai seemed to notice something and suddenly waved his hand.
"Make way for them!"
The flag officer waved the battle flag, and the frontier army's battle formation quickly gave way to a passage.
The remaining tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers swarmed out of this passage without hesitation.
The eyes of the monsters and barbarians were all blood-red. They rushed out of the battle formation and charged towards the Xiyi archers.
When these tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers passed by the place where their compatriots died tragically, the monsters who were lucky enough to escape seemed to understand something.
They suddenly opened their big mouths and swallowed the corpses on the ground. Then they opened their bloody mouths and followed the barbarian soldiers forward with a roar.
The Xiyi archers also discovered the pursuit of the barbarians. The nine-feathered archer scowled and snorted: "They are indeed barbarians, but they are just a bunch of uncivilized beasts!"
He drew his bow full of arrows and was the first to shoot the arrow.
Hundreds of thousands more Xiyi archers followed closely behind, and the rain of arrows was more violent than the attack on Dagan's frontier army. At this moment, the Xiyi archers felt aggrieved.
After more than four hundred years of silence, they had gained today's opportunity, but now they have failed miserably. They are also very angry.
But they couldn't defeat the frontier troops, so they could only vent their anger on these allies who had fought desperately for them.
Countless arrows fell, and thousands of barbarian soldiers died tragically in an instant. Even monsters were shot into hedgehogs.
But the remaining barbarians did not stop for a moment, they continued to charge.
Like a crazy beast, even if it means death, it will bite out the traitor's throat!
Their number was too small. If there were hundreds of thousands of barbarians charging, even the Xiyi archers would have no choice but to flee in panic.
Unfortunately, they only have 30,000 to 40,000 people.
Cold rain of arrows continued to fall, and after five rounds of volleys, there were less than a thousand barbarians who could continue to charge.
One more round.
There are only a hundred people left.
On the path of their charge, blood and corpses paved a bright red road to hell.
(End of chapter)