long night walk

Chapter 1579 Good Time at Hand

Who would have thought that under the leadership of Qingao, who was dressed in gray and white Taoist robes, the war beasts' iron hooves crushed the ruins of the mountains and rivers and approached the city.

In a desperate battle, the bodies of the soldiers who committed suicide under the city gate were ruthlessly crushed.

Seeing the True Immortal Sect's team coming with the force of tigers and wolves, Jun Huang Chenghuang was terrified to the point of his heart almost bursting. His whole body froze and he held his breath involuntarily. There were thousands of Dharma images behind him, but they were not for meeting the enemy.

Instead, if the situation is not right, they can abandon this city in time and retreat to the next fairy city as soon as possible.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. He is the ruler of a country. His appearance in this fairy city in the outside world has already achieved the effect of personally leading the army to boost morale.

There is no need to seriously sacrifice your life in this small city.

The Water God's realm is so vast that he owns a total of 103 fairy cities.

As for the outermost border towns, if necessary and the war gets intense, we will have to make decisive efforts to sacrifice them.

The main thing is to defend the core fortress and the city, keep the troops from being defeated, and delay the time as much as possible until the brother can find a way to break through the mountain boundary and get the resources. That will be the death of this thief Qing Ao!

As for that woman Cang Nanyi...

Jun Huang Cheng Huang never believed that this heartless woman would choose to stand by and watch in the face of justice.

It must be that he had given the letter to that villain Qing Ao and seized it.

He had personally caused such a big disaster, and she had solved it all for him.

He still understands the principle that the lips are cold and the teeth are broken.

If Qing Ao really conquers the Water God Kingdom, it would mean that the power of heaven, earth and water in the 100,000 mountains of Kunlun Mountain would all fall into the hands of the enemy.

No matter how powerful she is, she cannot withstand the drying up of Kunlun Jingxu for decades or hundreds of years.

Without water to nourish the earth, hundreds of thousands of mountains and billions of lives will only wither and turn into fossils without any spiritual power.

As long as he wrote a few more letters, he could have the skilled scouts in the mountains deliver them to Xixuan Peak one by one.

As long as there is a letter that can be delivered to the Wangchen Palace, she cannot sit idly by because of this causal bond.

However, before his real body could escape with the Dharma image, the tiger and wolf army with great momentum arrived at the city. Qing Ao raised his arm and stopped the army.

He rode a cloud across the sky, his cold and dark eyes filled with a mocking sneer as he looked down at Emperor Jun Chenghuang who was frightened out of his wits.

When Jun Huang took a look at that gaze, he felt a chill all over his body.

On the contrary, the Taoist nun Gu Yi, even though she was equally afraid, stood up and protected Emperor Jun Chenghuang, blocking Master Qing Ao's cold gaze that was like looking at prey.

She said in a clear and stern voice: "The Immortal has had a tragic life. Even though it is sad, it is understandable that the Immortal hates Master Zhu Zhan, but Your Majesty has no grudges against the Immortal. In the eyes of Your Majesty, you regard the Immortal as a close friend and a fellow Taoist.

My achievements today are inseparable from the trust and expectations of the Lord. Doesn't the Lord feel that he is repaying kindness with enmity by starting a rebellion? "

"Repaying kindness with enmity?" Master Qingao had a smile as thin as mist on his face, and his cold eyes held a hint of pity for his foolish disciple.

"You are the only one, Master Gu, who would regard this man's actions as a favor."

He looked uninterested and didn't seem to have much desire to talk to her, so he didn't say anything more.

He raised his arm and swung it down twice. With Emperor Jun Chenghuang's heart beating wildly, the dark army behind him did not break through the pass, but for some unknown reason, they all retreated like a tide.

Emperor Jun Chenghuang was stunned on the spot. When he reacted, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Gu Yi's beautiful eyes suddenly turned red.

Qingao clearly had the strength to continue attacking the city, but he stopped in front of the city gate.

It clearly looked like they had come here with such grandeur just to crush the corpses of those soldiers.

Emperor Jun Chenghuang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "They've retreated! They've retreated! My decision was indeed correct. He must have known that I would never open the city gates. If he continues to attack, even if he manages to capture my Water God Realm, he will suffer a great loss of vitality. How will he have the energy to deal with Cang Nanyi?"

The general who had just shouted loudly that he would defend the emperor to the death frowned. For some reason, the enemy army had clearly retreated, but after hearing the emperor's words, he felt very uncomfortable.

He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the enemy has retreated. We must open the city gate and welcome the general..."

“Open the city gate!!!” Jun Huang Cheng Huang’s face changed drastically, and his reaction was extraordinary: “That thief Qing Ao was frightened by my determination to never open the city gate! That’s why he had to re-weigh the pros and cons and re-examine himself! At this time, you actually let me open the city gate, what’s your intention!”

The general was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said solemnly: "I have no such intention! It's just that the thousands of soldiers in that city are all loyal to the king. Although they were defeated, they never surrendered and died to prove their reputation. They are soldiers, and their souls should return to their hometowns and be buried in peace, rather than being trampled into mud by the enemy's cavalry and eaten by vultures."

"Returning to their hometown? The area below the city gate was once my territory. They were originally on their hometown, but now the enemy's flag has been hoisted. The fact that they were defeated cannot be changed! Since they were defeated in the war, how can they have the face to let others risk opening the city gate to collect the bodies of a defeated army like them? Isn't this just a joke?!"

The general was shocked and looked at Emperor Chenghuang in disbelief, muttering, "Your Majesty, do you think they are... a joke?"

Emperor Jun Chenghuang sneered, flicked his sleeves, and said: "No matter what, today we were able to force the thief Qingao back outside the battle line, which can be regarded as a victory in this battle. In the short term, he will definitely not easily provoke a war. In the next few days, you can send a large number of scouts to Kunlun Mountain and ask the female official Qingxuan to send troops to help.

The True Immortal Sect's strongholds in the mountains are too scattered, and their territory is limited. As long as we combine the mountains and rivers to attack from both sides, we will definitely be able to completely eradicate this cancer of the True Immortal Sect!"

Seeing that Emperor Jun Chenghuang didn't care about the lives of his people, all he said was to protect his own interests.

The general was extremely disappointed, but he dared not say anything.

The True Immortal Sect is a cancer. It is because the Lord did not ask the Queen Mother's wishes and insisted on cultivating this external force in the mountains. Now he has let the wolf into the house and suffered a counterattack, but he has no guilt at all. At this time, he still wants the Queen Mother to bear the consequences for the trouble he caused.

In this peaceful and prosperous era, the emperor took the opportunity to personally lead the army. He witnessed the blood and mud on the frontier battlefield, and the destruction of mountains and rivers. This cast a huge shadow on his heart. A few days after he retreated to the Water Temple in the border town, he did not receive a reply from Kunlun Mountain. Instead, war reports covered with blood, mud and dust were delivered to his desk all day long.

Emperor Jun Chenghuang was extremely annoyed by this. He knew without opening the battle report that it was the restless villain who had begun to attack and seize cities in his kingdom again.

However, this time, he lost the courage to lead the army into battle in person.

No matter how Gu Yi tried to persuade him, he was unwilling to go again.

Over the years, he has been indulging in the pleasures of the pleasures of life and has never revisited the military books that he learned under the coercion of his brother when he was a teenager.

Although he did not know the details of the military lineup and true strength of his army, he still understood that the foundation of the immortal could not be broken overnight.

What's more, his brother left him many capable generals. As long as he held his ground and never opened the city gates like he did in that war, Qingao's progress in conquering his country would definitely not be any fast.

Even when he heard that the brave and skilled veteran Zhai Long had come out of the mountains and led the elite soldiers who had been practicing in seclusion in the mountains for many years to rush to the battlefield, Jun Huang Chenghuang's originally tense heart suddenly felt relieved.

In this way, with the war in a stalemate, Qingao would inevitably find it difficult to defend the front line. Therefore, if the battle reports he wrote could win by quantity, the chances of them being delivered to Cangnanyi would be greatly increased.

In recent days, the emperor has been neglecting his sleep and food, and every letter has come from him. He has dispatched all the scouts in the mountains to send this letter as an important battle report, and they are determined to deliver it to Cangnanyi even at the risk of their lives.

After doing all this, Jun Huang Chenghuang felt as if he had accomplished an important mission, and felt relieved for his efforts.

The panic of the impending destruction of his country seemed to have found some kind of comfort. The emperor did not choose to move forward, nor did he choose to fight to the death. Instead, he chose to paralyze himself and ignore the oppressive feeling of the impending storm.

He cowardly avoided thinking and simply believed that as long as Cangnanyi could open the content of the battle report he wrote, he would be able to turn the tide again and change everything with swift and decisive actions, just like he did back then.

It's okay. It doesn't matter.

Back then, his life was in danger after his divine source of water was stolen. It was Cangnanyi who paved the way for him and solved the problem very smoothly.

Even though he lost the sacred Hanyu Pool of Kunlun Mountain and suffered countless insults back then, in the end he was still half the lord and half the king of Kunlun Mountain.

If he really died in Kunlun Mountain, even if Cangnanyi tried to save him afterwards, his brother would definitely not let Kunlun Mountain go easily.

She knew how to choose.

What's more, what does it matter even if those battle reports that are enough to put pressure on Cangnanyi cannot be delivered to her?

She is not a deaf and blind person who turns a deaf ear and a blind eye.

Such a huge change has taken place in the Water God's domain. In the stalemate of the war, with her saintly eyes and Dharma eyes looking down on all living beings, it is absolutely impossible that she is unaware of the war here.

In fact, Junhuang Chenghuang felt that the reason why Cangnanyi had not shown up yet was because she had already figured out how to suppress and deal with the old God Lord Ao Qing, and was just waiting for the opportunity.

I comfort myself like this over and over again, numbing myself in a self-deceiving way.

In order to confirm the truth of what he thought in his heart, the emperor once again summoned dancers and musicians, and tried to create the impression that no matter how turbulent the outside world was and how raging the war was, he could still remain calm and composed, singing and dancing in this palace calmly.

The handsome scholar and beautiful lady in the palace were the ones who should write lyrics and compose music. It was Heyan Temple, a place that Jun Huang Chenghuang had never set foot in. He also went down the mountain in person for the first time and burned a jar of incense to bless his country with prosperity and eternal immortality.

When a great change happened, his newlywed wife had already taken up her sword and rushed to the battlefield, with no chance of life or death.

However, he still wandered leisurely in the midst of singing and dancing, taking in the beautiful women and beautiful scenery, lying on the beautiful woman's lap, and holding the good times in his hands. However, he forgot the vast mountains and rivers, the good generals and ministers who were truly loyal to him, and the safety of his people's homes.

However, Emperor Jun Chenghuang never realized that the significance of his refusal to open the city gate was not because he was a man of steel and would never surrender.

Refusing to open the city gates and take in the defeated soldiers was tantamount to abandoning his own people and ministers, as well as the land outside the high tower walls that originally belonged to him.

He maintained his self-esteem in a pitiful way, in an obscure and humble way, by ceding land and selling his people, intending to feed the enemy, trying to satisfy them and stop when he saw the advantage.

But he didn't know that the True Immortal Sect was a wolf that could never be fed, and Qing Ao was an evil ghost that crawled back into this world from hell.

Cowardly and naive thoughts will only attract more brutal and cruel intentions from evil wolves and evil spirits.

There was no need to use strategies many times. Just once, the emperor took advantage of the situation and refused to open the city gates to collect the corpses, which was exactly what Qingao wanted and his goal was achieved.

Qingao made another killing move, and he invited a painter from the sect to draw a portrait of Zhai Long.

The portrait is very lifelike, and it is a scene of Zhai Long when he was young, playing chess and drinking with the young god.

The pictures are lifelike, and the emotions between the expressions are vividly depicted.

This painting, along with a dark yellow jade pendant, was placed on the imperial desk in the Water Temple.

Amid the singing and dancing in the Water God Temple, the veteran Zhai Long, dressed in blood-stained black armor and filled with murderous aura, took big steps, and it was like a shaking mountain. Even though he was covered in wounds, this veteran still seemed to have a very strong sense of stability, which made people afraid.

His back, which was covered with wounds and bones, was covered with countless battle flags and totems representing the generals of the ten directions of the Water God's domain. He looked tragic and majestic. The first thing he did when he entered the palace was not to kneel down, but to shout loudly: "Please open Qianzhou City and allow me to collect the bodies of my compatriots and take them home!"

They asked him to open the city gate again. Or was it Qianzhou City? ! !

In just three days, Qing Ao had already reached his fortress.

This is totally ridiculous!

  No matter how strong Qing Ao was, if he didn't have someone familiar with the layout of the country's defenses, how could he devour half of his territory and attack the fortress in just three days? !

Emperor Jun Chenghuang's already depressed mood was further aggravated when he saw Zhai Long's face, which was weathered but still showed traces of time. A terrifying black aura suddenly rose from between his brows.

He held a glass of wine in his hand, walked to Zhai Long, handed it to him, and said with a ferocious look: "General, the war is urgent. I pity that you are old and still have to suffer the pain of war. You have worked hard, why don't you drink this glass of sympathy wine first, and then you can tell me your request."