I am cultivating both immortality and martial arts

Chapter 105 Array First
West side of Hellenburg

The densely packed tents were undulating, clearly separated and orderly. Looking around, half of the grassland's tents stretched out all the way, probably tens of thousands of people.

Horses neighing inside the camp, and elite soldiers of various ethnic groups in different costumes walked back and forth, all murderous and fearful of each other, but under the restraint of the leader, they all lived in peace for the time being.

The sun was rising in the east, and the brilliance of the sun had just jumped out of the horizon of the grassland. The melodious horn sounded, and the whole tent suddenly boiled. Countless warriors of the grassland nation were dressed neatly, stepped on their horses and raised their weapons, waiting for an order to charge at any time.

The leaders of several major forces rode high-headed horses at the front of the queue. The leader of the sand bandits, the chief of the tribe, and the lord of a country each occupied their own territory, with banners flying behind their backs, and their eyes were staring at an isolated castle several miles away.

In front of the queue with the largest number of people is a 45-year-old old man with white beard and hair. He is wearing a black robe and has a broad frame. It was Fu Yun, the contemporary king of Tuyuhun who lost his beloved son. This time he heard that his son-killing enemy had come to the prairie, and personally led the elite of his family to swear to kill this beast.

He alone brought [-] elite soldiers.

In addition, there are more than [-] people from the Sand Pirates Group and the coalition forces of various tribes. The units that were originally hostile to each other have unexpectedly united into an elite cavalry force of more than [-] people. The upper party ruled the roost, and no one could stop it even across the Central Plains.

These cavalry were divided into teams under the orders of their respective leaders, and then formed larger combat units from different combinations of teams, all over the strategic points of the grassland, forming a network covering Helen Fort. Such a meticulous arrangement, just To kill a man.

Xieli's Golden Wolf Cavalry did not participate in the siege, because if word spread that Xieli sent his subordinates to forcibly besiege and kill the Martial Immortal, it would deal an unprecedented blow to the reputation of the Martial God Bi Xuan on the prairie, and the Central Plains Wulin would also be filled with righteous indignation , regarded him as the enemy of life and death.

However, from the appearance of Tuyuhun King Fuyun here, one can guess that the two parties must have some kind of transaction.

Fu Yun looked at the mountain castle in the distance with his old and persevering eyes, showing unspeakable hatred. He had encountered countless setbacks in his life. To Tuyuhun, he was undoubtedly a strong and wise king , leading the country through crisis after crisis.

However, no matter how great a hero is, he will grow old one day, and Fu Qian is his chosen successor. He also firmly believes that his son will eventually be better than him, leading Tuyuhun to become the real overlord on the prairie.

However, Fu Qian died, and died on a meaningless trip to the Central Plains. The pain of losing his son and the failure of succession made Fu Yun completely crazy, and he wanted to avenge this great revenge at all costs.

But soon!The murderer who killed his son was in Helenburg. No matter how powerful this person was in martial arts, he firmly believed that under the attack of his cavalry, he would completely bury this person in this land.

"Report! We caught a lunatic one mile away." At this moment, a scout under his command suddenly stepped forward and reported loudly.

"Madman?" Fu Yun frowned, "Bring it up."

A man was drooling, his body was tattered and covered with muddy water, and he was brought up. His eyes seemed to be disintegrated, he laughed loudly for a while, and trembled like crazy for a while.

"This person is... Xu Kaishan from the Northern Horse Gang!" A surprised voice came from Fu Yun's side, but the speaker was a general from the Tuyuhun Kingdom.

Fu Yun's body is powerful, he is dominant in the north, he has naturally heard of the names of the Northern Horse Gang and Xu Kaishan, but the two sides have not met each other, and after hearing the words, he confirmed again: "It is really this person, are you not mistaken?"

The general hesitated for a moment, jumped off his horse and got closer to distinguish it, and then reported with an expression of disbelief on his face: "Reporting Dahan, this person is indeed Xu Kaishan, I have dealt with him for a while , I will never admit my mistake. However, some time ago, I heard another rumor that besides the ostensible leader of the Northern Horse Clan, Xu Kaishan also has the identity of the Great Master of the Great Ming Zun Sect, I don’t know if it is true or not.”

"Daming Zunjiao..." Fu Yun has also heard the name of this sect, but this kind of sect has always deceived the public with lies, and the people in power dislike it the most. Survive to this day.

Regardless of whether Xu Kaishan is the Great Master of the Great Ming Zunjiao or not, he is a top expert in the famous party, so who can change him into this appearance, the answer is ready to come out.

"Khan, do you need to inform other parties about this matter?"

Before coming here, the forces of all parties have passed through Qi and shared information with each other.

Fu Yun pondered for a while, "No need, take him down for safekeeping. Blow the horn! Beat the drum! The target - Helen Fort!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The sound of cow horns sounded in the vast prairie, and the sound of war drums, accompanied by the sound of thousands of troops and horses, rushed towards Helen Fort. The central defensive ring formation is the main one, supplemented by stormtroopers on the left and right wings.

Even if there is only one opponent this time, they must use all their hearts and minds to deal with the enemy, and must not let the opponent have a chance to escape.

The sound of horns spread throughout the earth, and the sound of hoofs blasted into the sky. More than a hundred horsemen rushed out from the enemy formations on the left and right at the same time, advancing in a circular formation like a tide, and everyone bent their bows and set arrows, ready to wait.

A total of more than [-] cavalry surrounded the hillside where Fort Helen was located, without a single gap, advancing and retreating in a manner like a demonstration, ready to attack the top of the hill at any time.

The army gathered at the foot of the mountain, shouting loudly, suddenly a figure appeared on the hill, he was riding a horse, his appearance was more handsome than the most handsome man on the grassland, Pu attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared look.

And the portrait of this person has long been circulated throughout the prairie, and there is only one person in this world who looks like this.

There was a brief commotion among the soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain. It was less than a month since Lu Xian came to the grassland, but the myth about him had spread all over the grassland. Otherwise, it will only fill everyone with awe and tension.

Today, however, they will bury this myth with their own hands on the prairie, just as their countless ancestors did.

"This person is Lu Xian?" Fu Yun asked while riding on a tall horse, and when he got an accurate answer, he suddenly laughed, "Okay! Very good! Today, the king will avenge his son's murder! Do it! "

Following Fu Yun's order, three groups of one hundred cavalrymen rushed out from behind him, brandishing swords, bows and arrows.

(End of this chapter)