At this moment, a sudden movement came from Jiang Chuan's body.
A dark green light lit up, and the blue scales of the black snake appeared.
As soon as the green scale appeared, it opened its mouth and sucked it violently. The demonic energy spreading around it was pulled by an invisible force, pouring into its mouth wildly.
The blue scale body expanded rapidly, becoming extremely huge, dozens of feet long. It swung its thick body and hit Xianzhen hard.
"Bang!" A loud bang made the earth tremble violently.
Xian Zhen was knocked out and drew an arc in the air. Finally, he hit the mountain wall in the distance. The mountain wall instantly cracked and gravel splashed.
This sudden change shocked everyone present.
Jiang Chuan got up from the ground and looked at the huge blue scales in front of him, his face full of disbelief.
He never thought that the mysterious snake in his body had such powerful power.
After Qinglin succeeded with the blow, he did not continue to attack, but slowly narrowed his body, and finally fell back to Jiang Chuan's arms and rubbed him affectionately.
Lu Hao looked at it and couldn't help but tease, "Jiangchuan, you are so lucky. Qinglin is so powerful and protecting you like this. Maybe it really treats you as a 'mother'!" Jiang Chuan looked embarrassed and angry, "Go away, don't talk nonsense!" Outside Weicheng City, the long and tragic siege slowly stopped.
The 100,000 ghost soldiers who were attacking frantically seemed to have received mysterious instructions, stopped the offensive neatly and orderly, and slowly retreated.
In the square between the inner city and the outer city, the deceased cavalry turned their horses' heads and raised the dust.
The survivors of the Heyang Cavalry Battalion looked at the enemy's distant, and their feet seemed to be nailed, so heavy that they could not take the pace of pursuit.
The three thousand cavalry who left the city to meet the enemy now only one thousand remain, and two thousand living lives will disappear forever in this cruel battlefield.
Zhao Dun, this resolute general, leaned on the Wuji Sword that exuded a sharp aura, and his figure was still upright although he looked tired.
He quietly watched the deceased army retreat, and looked around. There were only more than a thousand soldiers left at the outer city.
When siege, Heyang soldiers rushed to the top of the city again and again, fighting to the death, and the corpses on the top of the city were piled up like mountains and in a mess.
The fire is still burning ruthlessly, and thick smoke covers the sky and the sun, as if it wants to swallow everything between heaven and earth.
The Weicheng defenders dropped sharply from 50,000 before the war to 30,000, and 20,000 soldiers were sprinkled with blood on the battlefield, and their lives remained here forever.
Zhao Dun sighed lightly, with a look of exhaustion and helplessness, and ordered the three armies to temporarily rest and enter the inner city.
The outer city gate had been split open by Xian Zhen's sword, and it was broken and could no longer bear the heavy responsibility of protection.
The living people have no time to restrain the bodies of their companions who died in battle, and they have no time to be glad that they survive.
They were filled with confusion, completely wondering whether they would be lucky to live when the sun rises tomorrow.
Heyang Army is in chaos at this moment, and the soldiers are committing wanton crimes in the inner city, venting their long-suppressed fear and anger without any scruples.
The cries of women in the city were heard one after another. Some of their husbands died in battle, while others could only watch their loved ones being bullied, but they were unable to resist and could only live humiliatedly. Their hearts were full of resentment towards the perpetrator, but they could only curse silently in their hearts.
Zhao Dun summoned all the generals in the camp.
He looked solemn and said in a low voice: "Weicheng can't be defended anymore. At midnight, the three armies will withdraw from the back city gate."
When the generals heard this, they were silent.
Zhao Dun made this decision after careful consideration and the situation had no choice. After all, the soldiers who died in battle had strangely joined the army of the dead, which made them feel very powerless.
Jiangchuan returned to his courtyard. The city was in chaos, and cries and scolding came from all around him, but he was unwilling to take care of it.
With Yu Youwei's ability, there is no need to worry about her safety.
Jiang Chuan walked into the room with his tired body. As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood splattered on the ground, shocking.
He hurriedly sat cross-legged, took out the healing pills that Yu Youwei had given before and swallowed them. Then he closed his eyes and silently used the "Pure Yang True Sutra" to try his best to regulate his breathing and heal his wounds.
After an hour, he felt that the true qi in his body was thicker than before.
Although this life-and-death battle is dangerous, it also improves his skills through hardships.
Jiang Chuan had no time to remove his armor, so he ordered his followers to wake him up before midnight and fall asleep.
In the second half of the night, the green scales that had been quietly waiting at the neckline of Jiangchuan slowly came out.
It licked Jiang Chuan's side face intimately, slowly curled up in the quilt beside him, emitting a soft green light, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark room.
Jiang Chuan had a strange dream in his sleep.
He dreamed that he and Chen Yuanfang secretly ran to Chengcun to peek at Xiao Moli in the bath. He was so fascinated by the sight that he was discovered by Xiao Moli's big wolf dog.
The big wolf dog opened its mouth and rushed towards them with a big yell.
The two of them turned around and ran away in panic. In a panic, Jiang Chuan's neck was entangled by a vine and his whole body was dragged to the ground.
The big wolf dog rushed up instantly and pressed him tightly under him.
Jiang Chuan struggled desperately in his dream, but he could not get rid of the suppression of the big wolf dog.
Suddenly, Jiang Chuan woke up from his dream and felt something really entangled in his neck.
He hurriedly looked down and almost screamed in shock.
A bare little girl was holding his neck tightly, curled up on his chest and sleeping soundly.
Jiang Chuan instantly realized that this little girl was probably Qinglin.
He hurriedly sent a message to Lu Hao in his heart: "What's going on? Why did Qinglin become a little girl?"
Lu Hao joked in his heart: "This is really 'true love of alien races'!"
Jiang Chuan was angry and anxious, but he could do nothing.
Just as the little girl seemed to feel something, she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were green and clear, with a lively aura. Looking at Jiang Chuan, she licked his side face obediently.
Jiang Chuan was panicked by this sudden action and was at a loss for a moment.
As soon as the door was knocked, the follower reminded respectfully outside the door: "Sir, the hour has arrived."
The green scale seemed to be frightened, and instantly turned into a blue light and quickly penetrated into the neckline of Jiangchuan.
Jiang Chuan tried hard to calm down and responded, "I know, let's come here."
It was already midnight, and the soldiers of the three armies were silent, trying not to make any noise.
The gate behind Weicheng quietly opened in silence, and the Heyang army began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Above the ruins of Weicheng, Li Tianxing quietly looked at the scene of the Heyang army's retreat.
A month ago, the Heyang army invaded Weicheng with great momentum, majestic.
But just one month later, the Weicheng family coalition forces were defeated and the Heyang army entered the city.
Who would have expected that just one day later, the situation suddenly changed, Weicheng was surrounded by the enemy again, and the Heyang army was defeated. Li Tianxing was wearing a black robe and stood at the top of the city, looking up at Hulao Pass in the north. He was determined to have a life-and-death showdown with Xie Xuan in this situation in the southern region, and never ended.
The night wind blew extremely violently, and the snow on the field was swept up by the strong wind, thrown into the night sky, and then hit people's faces hard, causing great pain.
The retreat of the Heyang Army was a completely failed escape.
They were on the battlefield, and after watching their comrades die in battle, they strangely stood up again and became part of the enemy.
Such a terrifying moment instantly caused the morale of the Heyang Army to be in chaos.
Zhao Dun had no choice but to order a retreat.
Xie Xuan’s previous “three-day order” does not seem to be contrary to this moment.
On the first day, Xian Zhen did not conquer the city; on the second day, he captured the outer city; the hour of the middle was already here, and the third day arrived as scheduled.
Instead of sitting in the inner city and waiting for the city to fall, it is better to withdraw troops on the third day, which can save at least 30,000 lives and give them the opportunity to return to Heyang City alive.
When the Heyang Army captured Weicheng, everyone thought the war was over and no one expected it would continue.
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It is because the palace where the underground city moat formation in Weicheng is located is unguarded.
The palace was easily destroyed, and the city-sharing formation in Weicheng completely collapsed.
In Xian Zhen's eyes, Weicheng was fragile and had no defense at this moment.
Heyang City is different. The city moat formation of Heyang City has elite soldiers guarding it layer by layer. The dead men in the palace are loyal and will never easily let the enemy destroy the crucial Zhoutian formation.
So, Heyang City is the truly unbreakable line of defense.
Jiang Chuan and Yu Youwei rode their horses side by side and slowly.
During the conversation between the two, subtle emotional changes were faintly revealed.
Jiang Chuan was worried about Yu Youwei's safety and asked from time to time along the way: "Youwei, are you okay? Be more careful along the way."
But Yu Youwei seemed to have done it on purpose, and she never responded to his call, thinking that she could feel the feeling of worrying about the safety of others.
After the trip to Dushan and the battle in Weicheng, Jiangchuan's temperament has become more mature and stable.
He is no longer the young boy he used to be. He has experienced many life and death tests, and his every move is calm.
Yu Youwei also deeply realized in this war that the world is far from being as calm as she once imagined, but is surging undercurrents and murderous intent everywhere.
As he was talking, Jiang Chuan accidentally touched Yu Youwei's face.
At this moment, the two of them were stunned for a moment, and the air around them seemed to solidify.
Uncle Long, who was standing beside him, looked dark and subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but was quickly stopped by Qing'er.
Yu Youwei came back to her senses and joked, "Jiang Chuan, what's wrong with you? She looks like a little girl who is just starting to fall in love."
Jiang Chuan's face turned red when she said this, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word, and she seemed very embarrassed.
Heyang Army did not dare to stop at all during the retreat and rushed to the road overnight. The terrible army of the deceased may be chased behind you at any time.
Thirty thousand soldiers marched desperately, and it took three days. Finally, on the evening of the third day, we arrived at the city of Heyang. This marching speed can be regarded as the peak of the northern border in the past century.
Lu Qian, the Heyang-based city guard, learned that the army had returned, came to the city gate in person and opened the city gate to welcome the army into the city.
In order to reward the soldiers of the three armies for their hard work, Lu Qian specially prepared a sumptuous wine and food.
Jiangchuan also received an invitation to attend the dinner.
Before the dinner started, as everyone parted, Jiang Chuan walked towards Yu Youwei hesitantly and asked softly: "Youwei, what are your plans next?"
Yu Youwei thought for a moment and said, "There is a turbulent battle now, and it is too dangerous to return to the State of Song. Let's make plans after peace in the Southern Region.
If you have time, come to the Chamber of Commerce to find me. Let's go to the Zuixianlou together and taste the famous immortal drunk."
After saying that, she turned around and boarded the carriage prepared by the Chamber of Commerce and left slowly.
In Qingfeng Garden in Hulao Pass, Xie Xuan was sitting opposite a special guest dressed in white to taste tea.
This guest in white has a deep breath all over his body. He is obviously not an ordinary person. His real age is far more than the thirty years old as he looks.
The two of them discussed the situation in Dushan while tasting tea.
The white-clothed guest was the first to speak: "I heard that Xianzhen's 60,000 ghost soldiers passed through Dushan, and 10,000 troops remained there forever."
Xie Xuan gently put down the teacup in his hand and explained slowly: "Those are not ordinary ghost soldiers, but demon soldiers.
Seventy years ago, Xianzhen's 60,000 troops were destroyed in Dushan. The resentment and obsession in their hearts were awakened by the Demon Sect using special means, and became the current army of the deceased."
The white-clothed guest breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, they are not real ghost soldiers. If they were those, it would be really difficult to deal with."
The two looked at each other and smiled, each picked up the teacup and rushed towards the air.
Zhao Dun's reward was like a timely rain, which completely relaxed the soldiers' long-term tense nerves.
The taverns and restaurants in the city were crowded with soldiers in military uniforms.
They picked up the big bowl, drank happily, chewing the delicious meat, and cheerful laughter echoed in every corner.
The fatigue brought by the Battle of Weicheng seemed to be dissipating little by little under the impact of these delicious wines and delicacies.
They enjoyed this rare moment of relaxation, as if the tragic war was just a terrible nightmare, and the dream had woken up, and the terrifying devils disappeared completely.
Zuxianlou, as the most luxurious restaurant in Heyang City, is extremely lively.
The building is brightly lit, and the melodious sound of silk and bamboo continues to be heard.
On the roof of the top floor of the restaurant, Jiang Chuan and Mu Chen had already taken off their military uniforms covered with dust in battle, put on light clothes, and sat opposite each other.
The cold wind in the northern border was whistling, but it did not affect their interest.
Jiang Chuan reached out to pick up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for himself and Mu Chen in a neat way.
The wine rippled gently in the cup, and the mellow fragrance dissipated.
He picked up the wine glass and said to Mu Chen, "Brother Mu, you have to drink this wine today!" After that, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
Mu Chen also smiled and picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.
He put down his wine glass and looked at Jiang Chuan, with a little curiosity in his expression, and asked, "Brother Jiang, I have always had a question. You once said that the dead were resurrected on the battlefield. What is going on?"
When Jiangchuan heard this, his thoughts couldn't help but float back to the past.
He poured himself a glass of wine and said slowly, "I heard from Master Xie Xuan about this. When he was drunk, he once talked about a magical medicine called "Immortal Grass".
It is said that this "Immortal Grass" can bring people back to life. Even if a person who has died for a long time, he can regain his vitality as long as he takes this grass."
At this point, Jiang Chuan clenched his fists tightly and said resolutely, "I must become the peak of Jiuzhou in this life, find the immortal grass, and resurrect the woman who died because of me."
Mu Chen admired Jiang Chuan a little more in his heart. (This chapter ends)