Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

The crying of Liu Wuzhou and the surrounding families.

Yang Zhao didn't care at all. Instead, he took the Great Sun Patrol Guard and began to patrol and test the Mayi defense cluster belt.

I have to say that the Turkic high priest really did not brag at all.

The Grey Wolf Howling Moon Formation is worthy of being the top formation that the former Turkic Grey Wolf Temple had kept in reserve.

With Yang Zhao, Yuchi Gong and Madam Black and White as the vanguard, after activating the Golden Crow Army Soul of the Great Sun Patrol Guard, even the strongest people at the top of humanity would have to retreat.

But even such a violent and ferocious attack, when it landed on the Grey Wolf Howling Moon formation, only caused a few ripples.

With such a large defense array, not even a small dock could be breached.

Yang Zhao led his army to make several attempts, and the Cang Lang Howling Moon formation was as stable as Mount Tai.

At this time in the city of Mayi, led by Liu Wuzhou and his high-ranking generals, as well as some of the aristocratic families around Mayi, some people were vomiting blood continuously, and their bodies were visibly weakening.

"Someone is attacking the city. Damn it! Hurry up and prepare a lot of supplements and healing medicines for me. Damn Turkic High Priest, I damn your ancestors for eighteen generations. It's just that you died early. If you died later, I would have cut you into pieces, torn you apart by five horses, and ground your bones into ashes..."

In the luxurious mansion, Liu Wuzhou was spitting blood, chewing precious medicine, and cursing angrily.

At the same time, in the Mayi military camp.

A large group of high-ranking generals also gathered together, and the scene of dozens of people vomiting blood was quite shocking and spectacular.

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let Liu Wuzhou join the Turks. What a fool he is!"

"That's right, this is too tragic, being tied up and died here in Mayi."

"Alas, we are still lucky now. Let's stop complaining. We should live as long as we can. When we get through this, we will kill Liu Wuzhou and go to King Zhao's palace."

"Yes, yes, yes, surrender to His Royal Highness Prince Zhao. Damn it, don't spit on me. This bloodstain is hard to wash off..."

"Stop talking and just hold on. When the grasslands get the news, we don't know how fierce the offensive will be. During this time, everyone should think of ways to collect more precious medicines and pills."

"Hey, everyone, I have an idea. Those aristocratic families are all very rich..."

"I agree. Anyway, I can't run away or hide. If the family doesn't die, I will wait..."

Chapter 727: Situation changes, offense and defense change

The Howling Wolf and Howling Moon formation is a death sacrifice formation of the Turkic high priest.

After the death of the high priest, no one could solve the problem. It was as if it had become an independent little world. The formation could only be lifted when the power and true meaning left by the high priest completely dissipated.

But how strong is the power and true meaning left behind by a martial saint who fights to the death?

Anyway, every three to five years, the power and truth will not weaken in the slightest.

Even with a large army constantly attacking, wearing down and consuming the enemy, it would not be possible to overcome the problem in a short period of time.

During this period of time, the grassland and Bingzhou will be completely isolated from the outside world.

Not to mention the changes in people's hearts in Mayi City.

After the news spread, the grasslands, the Li clan in Bingzhou, Luoyang in the Central Plains, and others were all stunned.

There's a mole!

That Turkic high priest is the biggest traitor!

In the tent of the Eastern Turkic king.

When Ruyang King Aluwen saw the military intelligence report transmitted by the divine eagle, he flew into a rage, drew the scimitar from his waist, and chopped the table in front of him into a mess.

Below Arwin, Zhu Faqing, Murong Chui, Longxiang Dharma King and others all had gloomy faces.

It's too difficult to carry.

How can we win with such a bunch of pig teammates?

The more Murong Chui thought about it, the angrier he became. The Great Sui Dynasty was a rich land that Genghis Khan had personally promised to his Murong clan to use to restore their country.

Now that the trend has been established, we will soon reap the fruits of success.

How the hell did a Turkic high priest suddenly appear?

boom!

Murong Chui kicked over the table on the spot and wanted to yell at the Ruyang King Aluwen.

But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with the other party's plan itself, and even Wang Baobao, the son of Arwin, is still commanding the Turkic army in Bingzhou. Obviously, even if you are angry, you can't vent it on the other party.

Murong Chui had no choice but to sit down again with a face full of hatred, and said in a muffled voice: "Prince Ruyang, I don't believe that the so-called Blue Wolf Howling Moon Formation is so powerful. Please give the order, Prince Ruyang. I am willing to lead the Northern Tyrant Army in person and slaughter everyone around Mayi..."

Murong Chui was shouting so loudly that no one wanted to get offended.

Wait until Murong Chui has vented his anger.

Zhu Faqing smiled secretly in his heart, but put on a heavy expression on his face, and said: "Prince Ruyang, Murong Chui, now is not the time to be angry. The most urgent thing is how to deal with the current situation. I have also heard of the Blue Wolf Howling Moon Formation. It is a formation bestowed by the Blue Wolf God, one of the thirteen main gods under the command of Changshengtian. I think the news must be true..."

The more Zhu Faqing spoke, the more depressing the atmosphere in the tent became.

Especially for Ruyang King Aluwen and Murong Chui, the anger that had subsided a little started to rise again, and their minds began to become less clear.

Zhu Faqing sneered inwardly, go ahead and make a fuss, go ahead and get angry, the longer it drags on, the better.

There was chaos on the grassland and no one knew what to do for a long time.

And at this time in Luoyang, Central Plains.

A group of people, led by Zhao Min of the Yuan Dynasty, Zunjiao of the Ming Dynasty, the Yuwen clan, and the Wang clan of Langya, gathered in the Zhanying Tower.

The battle report from Hangu Pass Fortress was placed in front of everyone.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time.

Wang Shichong stroked his curly beard and spoke first: "Everyone, it's a good thing that Xie Xuan's army has retreated. We can take this opportunity to take advantage of the emptiness of Guanlong, gather the army together, counterattack Guanlong, and we will definitely be able to capture Chang'an in one fell swoop!"

Yuwen Shu sneered and said, "What a fool! The four barriers in Guanzhong are like natural barriers. In Guanlong, there are also the old man Rumeng, the real person Ziyang, and the Eight Waters Four Barriers formation to support us. How can we fight?"

"I'm afraid that as soon as we send out our troops, Xie Xuan's army will come back to attack us. If we let them break through the Hangu Pass fortress, what will we use to defend Luoyang? Our heads?"

Wang Shichong was severely criticized by Yuwen Shu and his face turned red.

Then, Wang Shichong sneered and said, "What's going on? Is your father Yuwen Sheng planning to join Guanlong Yang Zhao again? I think your Yuwen clan is stubborn and wants to deliberately destroy our alliance!"

boom!

Yuwen Shu slammed the table and shouted angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, you are just a barbarian bastard, how dare you challenge me? Everyone in the world knows that Yang Guang died at the hands of my son. Everyone in the world can surrender to Yang Zhao, except my Yuwen clan. I think you are the one who is deliberately trying to destroy the alliance."

Wang Shichong's beard trembled as he roared, "Old Yuwen, do you know what you are talking about? Do you think your Yuwen bloodline is so noble? Hundreds of years ago, your ancestors were also Hu people from the grasslands. They have been mixed blood for hundreds of years, and your family is full of mixed blood..."

As the argument went on, Wang Shichong and Yuwen Shu were about to engage in a fight.

"Stop arguing!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Zhao Min, who was dressed in luxurious men's clothing, suddenly shouted, pulled out the dagger from her waist, and slammed it on the table.

Behind Zhao Min, the unfathomable Meng Chixing also opened his eyes slightly.

All of a sudden, the whole room became quiet.

Zhao Min glanced at Wang Shichong and Yuwen Shu sharply, then looked at the people from the noble families and said, "Everyone, Yang Zhao of Guanlong is the orthodox of the Sui court, and he has the ambition to wipe out the noble families in the world. I think everyone here doesn't want to see Yang Zhao sweeping across Bingzhou and eyeing the Central Plains."

"Cough cough!"

Among the noble families, the leader, Wang of Langya, coughed lightly and smiled calmly, "Princess Minmin is right, but what Patriarch Yuwen said is not without reason."

"The Bingzhou Li Clan has a deep foundation, and the son of the King of Ruyang commands hundreds of thousands of Turkic cavalry. I think they will definitely be able to deal with the attack on Guanlong. I think we can take this opportunity to improve the Hangu Pass fortress..."

Zhao Min of the Yuan Dynasty, Wang Shichong, the Yuwen clan, and the Central Plains families all have their own thoughts.

This gathering was destined to end in unpleasantness from the very beginning.

Compared with the rising anger in the depths of the grassland and the quarrels and infighting in Luoyang in the Central Plains, the most quiet atmosphere at this time was naturally in the Li clan military camp in Taiyuan, Bingzhou.

The Turkic high priest in the city of Mayi brought a wave of justice from heaven.

The overwhelming advantage of the Li family, Wang Baobao and others, with a total army of nearly one million, was suddenly defeated and trapped.

In the north, Yang Zhao and his army of celestial beings are eyeing us covetously.

To the west there is the natural barrier of the Yellow River and the traitorous female army of Li Xiuning.

On the Hedong defense line in the southwest, Yang Su’s army is no pushover.

In the southeast direction, Xie Xuan's army also turned around to attack.

As for the due east, sorry, that is the vast Taihang Mountains.

It's fucking outrageous, even worse than dumpling filling.

Li Yuan, Li Maozhen, Li Shimin, Wang Baobao, the Turkic Ashina clan and all the others gathered in the commander's tent, in an incredibly silent state.

No one knows what to say.

Chapter 728: The Crack in the Alliance between the Li Clan and Wang Baobao

No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident.

When the Yuan Dynasty united various forces and was determined to encircle and suppress Guanlong at all costs, the Taiyuan Li family almost believed that they had won the battle for hegemony.

As one of the most far-sighted families in the Sui Dynasty.

The Li family never thought that people like Wang Shichong and the Yuwen family could be their opponents.

From the beginning to the end, the ultimate opponent of the Li family in the troubled times was Guanlong Yang Zhao.

Unfortunately, Yang Zhao of Guanlong was lying dormant for too long and his momentum was too strong. After a wave of development, he had accumulated enough resources and means to protect himself against any force in the world.

The only way is to encircle and suppress him from all sides and completely eradicate Yang Zhao of Guanlong.

The Li family's plan, which had been accumulated for hundreds of years, was finally able to succeed and establish a true Li Dynasty, as well as pursue higher goals in this new golden age.

In a sense, joining forces with the Yuan Dynasty and the Turks would bring bad luck to the Li family.

But compared to taking down the entire Guanlong Yang Zhao, this little bit of black material doesn't matter.

who knows……

Li Maozhen has always been very cunning. He has been dormant since he was born. Until now, it has been more than 30 years. But at this moment, Li Maozhen couldn't help but break his defense.

"Who exactly is this Turkic high priest?"

After a long silence, inside the tent, Li Maozhen's handsome face showed a distorted expression. He almost squeezed out a word from between his teeth and looked at Wang Baobao with a gloomy face.

At this moment, Wang Baobao was also feeling very upset.

If you ask me this, who the hell should I ask?

Wang Baobao also wanted to lose his temper, but he had no reason, because the person who ruined everyone's plan and stabbed them deeply in the back was the Turkic high priest, a grassland man.

Wang Baobao was speechless, feeling angry but having no place to vent.

It seemed that a rift was about to appear between the two alliances.

Empress Li Jingchu was the first to react. She pulled her brother and shook her head slightly at him.

The Mayi defense cluster has become a complete iron wall.

The entire Bingzhou has now become the dumpling filling made by Yang Zhao.

Now is not the time to fall out with Wang Baobao.

Once they completely fall out with Wang Baobao, the hundreds of thousands of Turkic cavalry and powerful guards under his command will become the last straw that breaks the camel's back for the entire Li family.

Li Shimin also saw the current situation and made a prompt decision, saying: "This matter cannot be blamed on Prince Ruyang. Unexpected events happen all the time. The most important thing for us now is how to deal with the current situation, rather than finding faults within the group, which will only make the enemy laugh."

At the critical moment, what Li Shimin said was in line with everyone's thoughts.

At the same time, Li Shimin also gave Li Maozhen a slight stab, planting a nail for him in order to lower everyone's impression of Li Maozhen.

Li Maozhen's face turned even darker.

But soon, Li Maozhen suppressed his anger and sincerely apologized to Wang Baobao, saying, "Prince of Ruyang, I was anxious and said something I didn't think right. Please don't blame me."

Wang Baobao smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and said, "It doesn't matter. After all, this matter is caused by people from my grassland."

Li Maozhen's eyes remained unchanged as he said, "You don't have to worry too much, my lord. Although the current situation is different from what we expected, in this land of Bingzhou, my Li family and yours will join forces. With a million troops and endless resources, we may not be a match for Yang Zhao of Guanlong."

"What's more, what we have been looking for is to wipe out the living forces in Guanlong. This time, hundreds of thousands of troops from Guanlong gathered in Bingzhou, which just gave us the opportunity to completely annihilate them."

"The food crisis is still ongoing in Guanlong, and this battle is taking place in Bingzhou. With our sincere cooperation, we have the best timing, location, and people. We have no reason to be afraid of Yang Zhao's group."