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Chapter 443 Xu Qian’an: It’s finally my turn to show off!

Li Changan was in a decisive battle with Salun Agu, Jian was fighting a fierce battle with his disciple Xu Pingfeng, Wei Yuan had already entered Yunzhou, and at this moment, a war was about to break out on the Qingzhou front.

On the city wall of Qingzhou.

Mosan cursed in the southern Xinjiang dialect, and then switched to the Central Plains Mandarin:

"Damn it, the Yunzhou Army is attacking again?"

Not far below the city wall was the dark mass of Yunzhou rebels, with spears and swords like a forest and flags flying.

The other side seemed to have anticipated something, and they actually sent a large army forward in an attempt to strike at one go.

Well-organized square formations advanced slowly and with great momentum, the total number of people was at least 50,000.

The main forces of the Yunzhou Army have all arrived.

This posture clearly shows that they want to take Qingzhou in one fell swoop.

"Hey, are you going to fight us to the death?" Miao Youfang's face changed.

"Where did Xu Qian'an go?" He then looked confused.

We have been hanging out together these days, how come he suddenly disappeared?

The defenders on the city wall started to stir slightly.

The defenders clenched their weapons tightly, swallowed their saliva secretly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The artilleryman's face was full of tension and his body was as stiff as a sculpture.

The brave elite rebels are secondary. What is really scary is the extraordinary and powerful ones among the rebels.

How could they contend against these god-like figures?

However, the extraordinary people of the Dafeng court seem to have not appeared on the front battlefield yet.

The Yunzhou army slowly stopped outside the range of the artillery on the city wall.

Then, a rider stepped out of the line and galloped towards the city gate.

"Ji Xuan."

Miao Youfang looked at the knight who was getting closer and closer and gritted his teeth.

Xu Qian'an and Miao Youfang, who have been in the army for some time, know this young extraordinary person very well.

Not long ago, Ji Xuan used violence to destroy the two cities of Dongling and Guoxian, causing the Dafeng defenders to collapse directly.

The troops led by Ji Xuan were unstoppable and suppressed the only army among the defenders at that time that had a third-grade sorcerer.

This incident was undoubtedly a huge blow to the Dafeng Army.

Who wouldn't be afraid of this newly rising young strong man?

Therefore, after recognizing that the lone cavalryman approaching the city was Ji Xuan, the defenders on the city wall suddenly became tense, with emotions such as tension, panic, and fear surging.

What does he want to do?
Breaking the city alone?
Who, who can stop him?
One thought after another flashed through the minds of the Qingzhou defenders, bringing tension, panic, and a hint of despair.

"fire!"

A general shouted from the top of the city wall.

But the artilleryman's face turned pale and his expression was tense, as if he didn't hear it.

It wasn't that he intended to disobey orders, but he was too nervous and focused, so he ignored the movements around him.

The general kicked the artillery away and was about to go into battle himself, but he saw Ji Xuan stopped and did not continue to advance.

Ji Xuan pulled the reins of his horse, looked towards the top of the city, and said calmly:
"Where is Yang Gong? Ask him to come out and see me."

The tone was calm, but the voice could be clearly heard by every defender.

Qingzhou Commander Zhou Mi held down the hilt of his sword, stood by the parapet, and said in a deep voice:
"If you have anything to say, say it!"

Ji Xuan pulled out the knife from his waist and played with it in his hand, his eyes seemed to be unclear:

"You have no right to talk to me."

Fortunately, after serving as an official for many years, Wu Fu's rebellious character has been polished a lot. He took a deep breath, turned his head and said to the deputy general:

"Go and invite Governor Yang."

No matter what, since the other party did not attack the city immediately, it is a good thing. Let's hear what he says.

After a while, Yang Gong, wearing a scarlet robe, climbed to the top of the city wall.

"Governor Yang." Zhou Mi went up to him and said in a voice transmission:
"The Yunzhou rebels are gathering on a large scale..."

"That's great. It saves us from chasing the defeated army all over the mountains and plains." Yang Gong seemed very confident.

He walked to the parapet and said in a deep voice:

"I am Yang Gong."

"Yunzhou is just a tiny place, and they have been plotting to take over the state for 20 years but have not been able to do so.

Now that destruction is imminent, if we don’t escape now, it will be too late.”

Yang Gong's voice was steady and dignified, and with the blessing of his literary talent, there was no sound that suggested he was a party that was being heavily pressed in.

Ji Xuan then stopped playing with his dagger and glanced at the defenders on the city wall, "What a big tone!"

"Your supervisor is about to be defeated! Your king is about to be killed by the great wizard and the Bodhisattva!"

"We didn't take Qingzhou, not because you have strong troops, but because we were just waiting for the right opportunity."

"Yang Gong, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. Yunlu Academy is suppressed by the court, so it is better to abandon the dark and join the light..."

After saying this, the short knife in Ji Xuan's hand burst out with a blade light that shot up into the sky.

He swung the dagger, and an arc of blade light whizzed out, plowing a deep groove in the ground, and then slashed on the city wall with a "bang".

The solid city wall cracked into spider-web-like cracks, and the defenders on the city wall felt a shake under their feet at the same time.

With the power of this sword, if it had been struck on the top of the city wall or on the soldiers defending the city, ten lives would have been lost.

There were not enough people for this terrible young man to slaughter.

"The walls of Qingzhou are extremely strong!" Yang Gong shouted decisively!
The Confucian words that could change the world actually closed the cracks in the city wall in an instant.

On the city wall of Qingzhou, the soldiers were extremely worried when they heard that the Chief Inspector and the Heavenly King were in trouble.

Yang Gong's ability suddenly boosted the morale of the depressed and frustrated soldiers!
Is Yang Fantai's strength enough to compete with Ji Xuan? Then the situation today might be different.

Yang Gong's internal organs were churning, veins popped out on his forehead, and he was enduring a huge backlash.

Ji Xuan's expression froze for a moment, then he sneered, "Oh, after guarding the city for a month, you have already entered the extraordinary stage."

“But your Confucian cultivation depends on your character and luck. You were defeated by me today. I’m afraid you will never be able to become extraordinary in this lifetime. What a pity, what a pity!”

"Lord Yang has greatly improved in strength. This kid is going to suffer today..." Miao Youfang clenched the hilt of the knife and gritted his teeth.

Mo Sang snorted, "My father can defeat him with one hand."

Yang Gong's voice came back slowly, "Thank you for your kindness, but you are not so lucky."

"Today is the day when your Yunzhou will be destroyed, and you, Ji Xuan and your son, will not have the chance to turn from darkness to light."

"You will have only one fate, and that is to be taken to the capital and beheaded in public!"

"The battle of Qingzhou will be the battle of Yang's life!"

The third level of Confucianism is the realm of establishing destiny!

Yang Gong's belief lies in today's battle, and in establishing his life for the people of Qingzhou.

If he can defeat the Yunzhou Army, he will step into the realm of transcendence and enter the realm of destiny.

If you fail, just as Ji Xuan said, your faith will be shattered and you will only be able to reach the fourth level for the rest of your life.

Under the city wall, Ji Xuan's voice rose like thunder, "It seems that you are unwilling to accept this general's kindness.

Then today, Ji Xuan will conquer the city by himself and give your empress a gift for her coronation."

As the long sword was unsheathed, the extraordinary warrior's pressure was released.

Like a tidal wave or a landslide, it descended upon the hearts of every guard on the city wall.

It makes ordinary defenders feel like they are facing doomsday and lose the courage to fight.

Yang Gong gritted his teeth, ready to use Confucian magic to boost the morale of the army and help the defenders get rid of the pressure from the third-rank warrior.

Just when the soldiers on the city wall were filled with fear.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky surged and changed rapidly, and an old man in tight clothes came walking on the clouds.

His beard fell to his waist, and he also held a sword in his hand.

"You are just a third-rank person, yet you dare to speak so arrogantly!"

Such overwhelming pressure moved the 50,000 rebels.

Ji Xuan even reined in his horse and stopped, shocked. This pressure came from a second-rank warrior!
He looked up at the sky, and when he saw the old man, his face suddenly changed!
"Fuck, the old bastard from the Wulin League is here!" Miao Youfang's catchphrase has become the same as Xu Qian'an's. Then, the news spread all over the city.

"It's Senior Kou!"

"Dafeng second-rank warrior!"

"Really? He is the extraordinary warrior from Dafeng!"

……

As the excited discussions spread, the soldiers became more confident.

"It's really one of ours!"

"I haven't seen him, don't lie to me!"

"It's him, there's no doubt about it."

……

Discussions rang out everywhere on the city walls, and joy was on every soldier's face, replacing the previous tension and despair.

Dafeng’s extraordinary people finally appeared on the front battlefield!

The soldiers felt relieved, and they would not feel that it was meaningless even if they died in battle.

"Old man, do you dare to try to stop a chariot with your bare hands?" Ji Xuan raised his knife to the sky, as if he had something to rely on.

The old man stepped on the clouds and slowly came to the sky above Qingzhou City.

He had a head of snow-white hair, was dressed in cloth, held a knife in both hands, leaned against the air, and looked disdainful.

Then he raised his foot and stomped hard!
The voice shook the sky, "Wulin League Kou Yangzhou is here!!"

Then, another figure appeared with a teleportation array talisman in his hand.

"The night watchman with the golden gong, Jiang Luzhong!"

"The night watchman with the golden gong is Zhang Kaitai!"

"The night watchman with the golden gong is Zhao Pengchun!"

……

One after another, human figures appeared and were summoned by the teleportation formation.

There were eight golden gong night watchmen, eight fourth-rank masters, standing in a row under the Qingzhou city.

On the top of Qingzhou City, the soldiers defending the city were solemn for a short while, and realized that the situation had changed dramatically.

No wonder Yang Fantai was so calm, this battle was most likely a decisive battle with the Yunzhou Army.

Eight golden-armored figures stood at the foot of Qingzhou City, like a wall of energy. Even if Ji Xuan wanted to force his way in, he had to think carefully.

At this moment, a golden figure suddenly appeared in the air in front of the eight golden gongs, accompanied by lightning.

The same golden armor, crimson cloak, a young man with a high ponytail, a long sword hanging from his waist, and his hands behind his back.

The moment the figure appeared, a spot of gold paint lit up between his eyebrows, and instantly his whole body emitted dazzling golden light!

Like a small sun wrapped in lightning, emitting a sharp sword-like aura, it landed in front of the night watchman!

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Miao Youfang yelled fuck more than a dozen times.

We clearly hang out together every day, but I never noticed that he would show off in front of others.

“Brother…Brother…” Xu Xinnian’s face froze and he shed tears of envy.

Xu Qian'an, who has mastered the Vajra Invincible Art and the Six Divine Skills, has steadily stepped into the peak of the fourth level.

Not long ago, Wei Yuan promoted him to be the Golden Luo Night Watchman, which made Xu Qian'an feel that his life had reached its peak.

Xu Qian'an rushed from the city at the speed of Thunder God, changed into the golden armor brought by Jiang Luzhong, and finally arrived on time.

As his combat boots landed on the ground, his eyes filled with murderous intent, which made Ji Xuan feel chilled.

On the top of Qingzhou City, under the gaze of tens of thousands of soldiers, Xu Qian'an drew his sword and pointed at the 50,000 rebels from afar.

"A hundred battles in the yellow sand will wear out the golden armor, and I will never return until I conquer Yunzhou!"

Xu Qian'an's voice was not as loud as Kou Yangzhou's, but it was heard throughout the city.

Yang Gong's hand, which was slowly stroking his beard, suddenly stopped and a sharp light shone in his eyes.

Kou Yangzhou slowly lowered his head and looked at the unruly young man. It was obvious that the other party's appearance overshadowed himself, a second-rank warrior.

It’s all because of this awe-inspiring poem.

Alas, I still suffer from the lack of education.

The soldiers on the city wall were of different literary talents, but this verse was simple and easy to understand. Just fourteen words swept away all the resentment in their hearts and made their blood boil!

Xu Qian'an's temples were flying, his battle robe fluttered, and he said in a loud voice, "The night watchman of Dafeng, the disciple of Li Tianwang, Jinluo Xu Qian'an is here!"

The sound was heard far away among the rebels, and the Yunzhou army, whose morale was beginning to collapse, became even more fearful.

In the previous battles in the counties, there had never been such a scene...

The soldiers defending Qingzhou slammed the backs of their long swords against the city walls, making a deafening sound.

Every one of these passionate young men is full of fighting spirit and their blood is boiling!
"I will not return until I conquer Yunzhou!"

"Xu Jinluo is mighty!"

"Dafeng will win!"

……

On the top of the city wall, amidst the cheers that rose one after another, a group of warriors with powerful aura appeared at the foot of Qingzhou City.

The time for a decisive battle with the Yunzhou Army has finally arrived!

"Wulin Alliance, Cao Qingyang!"

"Xiao Yuenu."

"Dai Zong."

"Joweng."

"Fu Jingmen."

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Nearly thirty fourth-grade warriors appeared in the formation, including Wei Yuan’s old subordinates, gang leaders of the Wulin Alliance, and masters recruited by Huai Qing.

On the top of the city wall, Yang Gong looked determined and shouted loudly.

"Follow the imperial decree of Heavenly King Li, wipe out the rebels! We will not return until Yunzhou is conquered!"

After seeing the appearance of extraordinary strong men and the scene of dozens of fourth-grade warriors supporting the battle, the defenders on the city wall burst into unprecedented roars.

The chaotic roars and howls on the city walls turned into a tsunami-like roar of "I will not return until I conquer Yunzhou!"

Xu Erlang listened to the roaring waves and slowly scanned his surroundings, taking in the expressions of the defenders one by one.

Some of them raised their weapons high, their faces red and their necks thick with shouting; some of them had blood in their eyes, and their eyes were burning with fighting spirit; some of them were so excited that they couldn't wait to rush down the city and stand with the big brother.

At this moment, Xu Xinnian knew that this was a fearless army.

Emotions are contagious. When someone can mobilize the emotions of the soldiers and make their blood boil.

Then, even if they know they will die, even if there is an invincible enemy ahead, they will fight bravely and die heroically.

The highest belief in Dafeng now is Li Tianwang.

The appearance of Erkou Yangzhou, Xu Qian'an and others undoubtedly told the military and civilians of Yunzhou that everything was under the control of Li Tianwang!

Seeing the Qingzhou army, which had been in low spirits, suddenly revive, Ji Xuan's heart inevitably burned with rage. He quietly exerted force on the hilt of the knife and shouted:
"In the realm of the extraordinary, human wave tactics can never make up for it."

He shouted with all his strength, and it drowned out the noise from the top of the city.

Then, Ji Xuan turned around and bowed his head towards the void.

"Please ask Daoist Leader Black Lotus and Master Asura to help."

Golden light and black mist suddenly emerged, and Hei Lian and Asura, who were originally the last to attack, also appeared behind Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan was filled with pride and looked towards the Qingzhou city tower opposite.

"Yang Gong, Kou Yangzhou, we have three extraordinary people on our side, how are you going to deal with them!"

The momentum of the Qingzhou army suddenly stagnated, and Kou Yangzhou's expression became solemn. Hei Lian and Asura were both second-grade!
This battle will definitely be another brutal fight to the death!

At this time, Asura's slow and gentle voice came from behind Ji Xuan.

"Prince Ji Xuan, you miscalculated."

(End of this chapter)