Pindao's Immortal Cultivation Game Comes True

Chapter 197 Miracle Appears! !

I saw the luck jade seal suspended in the air, and the national luck contained in it, like a giant stirring the calm water, produced great fluctuations.

Jade seal through luck.

Invisibly.

His eyes seemed to see a picture, in which there are two light clusters, one black and one red, which are constantly intertwining and devouring

Every time they are entangled with each other, the black light group will become bigger, and the national fortune of the Black Wind Kingdom will also increase accordingly.

See this scene.

Let him know in his heart that the black light group in the jade seal of luck represents the Black Wind Nation, while the red light group is the enemy.

The violent fluctuations in the fate of the country in the jade seal of luck, there is no way to continue to nourish the soul before the war stops.

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

I thought about it.

"Let's go and have a look, this is the first battle of the Black Wind Country!" Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart.

Mind a move.

An auspicious cloud appeared under his feet, supporting him to fly towards Shacheng.

Here.

On the battlefield of Shacheng.

After several rounds of attacks, apart from leaving behind corpses all over the place, Wu Sizang's siege has not made the slightest progress.

Morale gradually declined.

Until it was useless to shout out 'seal ten thousand households and reward ten thousand taels of gold', no matter how the supervising team drove them away, the soldiers could no longer move forward.

See this scene.

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

"Withdraw!"

Accompanied by an order.

The pressure in the hearts of countless soldiers was suddenly relieved, and they finally didn't have to go forward to die.

however.

Just when they were retreating and stopped attacking the city, they found strangely that the huge gate of the sand city was opened.

The gate of the city unexpectedly opened on its own initiative.

Countless black-armored soldiers with long spears came chasing after the retreating U-Tsang soldiers with neat steps.

After several rounds of siege, the enemy army had exhausted both their momentum and their physical strength. On the other hand, the Black Wind Country relied on the advantage of the city and did not consume much.

In this case.

The distance between the two armies is rapidly closing.

See this scene.

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

In an instant.

The two armies collided like mountains and seas, like rumbling and heavy thunder resounding through the valley, or like a raging wave hitting the mountains.

In just an instant, the soldiers of the Uzbek Kingdom understood what tacit understanding is and what combat effectiveness is.

rout.

A faster defeat than a siege.

Facing the obstruction of the supervising team behind them, the defeated Uzbek soldiers waved their weapons and turned against each other.

"Surrender without killing!"

"Surrender without killing!"

Hearing the voice next to his ear, the soldiers of Uzbekistan put down their weapons without hesitation, then lay down on the ground, curled up with their heads hugged.

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 pro-guards of the Nausi Tibetan Kingdom.

at last.

With the death of the last guard around him, countless spears passed through his body, piercing him to the core.

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

Victory.

"wind!"

I don't know who shouted the slogan of the Black Wind Nation.

In an instant.

"wind!"

"wind!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers in the Black Wind Nation brandished their weapons, with frenzied expressions on their faces, and frantically shouted unified slogans.

Such an aura made the soldiers who curled up on the ground and surrendered tremble, with deep fear in their eyes.

After victory.

Naturally, the teacher returned to court.

Shacheng.

Both sides of the road were crowded with people.

Faced with these soldiers who have won the battle and defended their homeland, their faces are full of longing.

Cheers and praises were endless.

Step. Step!

The soldiers of the Black Wind Kingdom walked neatly, with pride on their faces, enjoying the honor of this moment.

There are also some soldiers with sad expressions on their faces. They were either injured and disabled in the battle, or they lost their brothers who get along with each other day and night. As long as it is a war, there will be no undead.

"Hey, 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 hands."

Some wounded and disabled soldiers were lying on stretchers, their faces full of frustration, chatting with their companions in a low voice.

Just at this time.

suddenly.

There was a drizzle of goose feathers in the sky.

The rain fell on the soldiers, and a trace of coolness came to my heart.

A miracle happened.

I saw that the wounded soldier began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to the state before he was injured.

And those soldiers with severed hands and feet, with the swelling of granulation and itching in the wounds, grew new flesh and regenerated an arm.

Miracles and miracles happened.

Everyone stood there in shock.

Before everyone came back to their senses, they heard a mighty voice again, which seemed to come from all directions, and seemed to come from the nine heavens.

"Everyone who dies in battle should erect a battle stele and engrave their battle achievements, and become a ghost, immortal!"

All the soldiers raised their heads subconsciously, and saw a god-man faintly above a piece of auspicious clouds that people couldn't look directly at.

The majesty of the gods is mighty, bless all beings!
After a long time.

It wasn't until the auspicious clouds in the sky dispersed that the soldiers just woke up like a dream, and quickly knelt down on the ground with extremely fanatical expressions on their faces.

"Heifeng Sacred Mountain, bless the soldiers and civilians, long live long live long live!"

"Heifeng Sacred Mountain, bless the soldiers and civilians, long live long live long live!"

"Heifeng Sacred Mountain, bless the soldiers and civilians, long live long live long live!"

The neat slogans sounded again, not only the soldiers, but even the people in Shacheng fell to their knees at this moment, thanking for the miracle.

Through the miracle just now...and the divine words that sounded at the end, let them know that under the blessing of the gods, they don't have to worry about being injured and disabled, and even after death, they can have a destination.

this moment.

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

And those prisoners of war wearing shackles felt even more mixed feelings in their hearts. The fate of people is really different.

Black Wind Mountain.

A piece of auspicious clouds floated by.

Xuan Qing descended from the sky and returned to the Taoist temple.

The scene just now was naturally his handwriting, and he was not stingy at all to these soldiers who fought for the Black Wind Nation and for his way.

Tens of thousands of incense burned down, and this miracle was created.

and.

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

In this regard.

Xuan Qing's heart moved, and he already had an idea.

(End of this chapter)