In the courtyard.

"Han Man, how are your injuries?" Zhou Qing asked.

Han Man was seriously injured by Situ Hao more than a month ago, and almost broke his stomach by Zhao Feichen three days ago. It was unlucky enough.

Han Man patted his chest and said generously: "It's nothing serious, it's all right."

Zhou Qing nodded.

Jingru asked, "Zhou Qing, what do you think about this war?"

Jingru is not as excited as others, her face looks a little solemn. She obviously knows the cruelty of war. If she is not careful, she may become a beauty withered bones.

"During the battle, you two try not to disperse with me. We will get together to take care of each other."

He knew that fighting in a large army is not as simple as one-on-one single fight.

In large-scale legion battles, if an individual's strength is not as strong as the heavens, facing a charge of hundreds, thousands or even ten thousand people, even if the individual's strength is extremely strong, it will be crushed into pieces.

Han Man and Jingru looked at each other, their expressions slightly solemn, and then nodded, and focused their attention.

Two hours passed by in a hurry.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

At this time, the sound of drumbeats sounded, like a hurricane, instantly blew throughout Guanwu City.

Not long after, the earthquake trembled, as if it was an earthquake.

"Let's go."

Zhou Qing greeted Han Man and Jingru, left the city lord's mansion and headed towards the south gate.

At the same time, others also walked out and gathered towards the south gate.

As soon as he left the city lord's mansion, Zhou Qing saw a large number of cavalry running out of the city gate on the street.

These cavalry were wearing black armor and holding weapons such as spears, halberds, etc. Their mounts were a war horse with black scales all over it, like a black torrent, majestic, roaring and full of murderous aura.

"It's the Black Scale Legion!"

Han Man exclaimed: "I didn't expect that there was a black scale army in Guanwu City. It was not so easy for the army of Dazhou to break through Guanwu City.

Zhou Qing was also a little surprised.

From my memory, the Black Scale Legion is one of the three major legions of the Yunwu Kingdom. The soldiers with the lowest cultivation level in the legion are all at the eighth level of Qiwu Realm. Small leaders such as the Thousand Commanders and Centurions are at the Lingwu Realm and even Xuanwu Realm.

These black scale soldiers emitted iron-blooded momentum all over their bodies, which shocked people.

Everyone came to the city gate and climbed the tall and majestic city wall.

There are already many disciples of the sect on the city wall.

Zhou Qing stood on the city wall and looked out the city. He saw that the dark army outside the city was endless, with a total number of 50,000 people, and a neat line, and the murderous aura almost turned into substance.

The majestic murderous aura gathered together, sweeping across the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color.

This army was not the Hutar Iron Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the defending army of Guanwu City. They all looked serious and were ready to fight.

The disciples of each sect were originally excited and felt the substantial murderous intent. Each of them turned pale, and some people even trembled with their legs.

Zhou Qing glanced at Han Man and Jingru. Han Man was fine, with a serious expression, while Jingru's face turned pale.

In the crowd, Zhou Qing also saw Qin Zixuan's figure, with a tall figure as pineapple. She was not at all uncomfortable in the face of this scene, which was a bit surprising.

However, when Zhou Qing felt relieved when he thought that Qin Zixuan could walk side by side with Guan Tai, his identity must be extraordinary.

Zhou Qing looked ahead. This time, Guanwu City sent 50,000 troops, and the Black Scale Army had less than 10,000 troops. The rest were ordinary soldiers, with low cultivation levels, mostly below the sixth level of Qiwu Realm, but everyone was unwavering and looked at death.

The city lord Guan Tai was also on the city wall. Around him, there were several generals wearing armor. They were all in a rainbow of momentum, with a huge aura, and a sharp murderous intent in their eyes.

"Everyone, you stay here for the time being. When you need you, I will give you instructions." Guan Tai glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice.

About half an hour later, a red torrent appeared at the end of everyone's sight, densely packed, and the ground began to vibrate violently.

"Here you come!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly burst out with light.

The red torrent was the legion of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Their war horses were all red, and the soldiers' armor was also dark red, like a burning torrent of flames, surging towards Guanwu City.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth is full of solemnity.

With the emergence of the red torrent, Zhou Qing saw that a boundless army of tigers and wolves roared and rushed over ten miles away like red lightning.

Rumble.

The earth shook violently and war horses neighed.

With the arrival of the Iron Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the atmosphere on the entire battlefield was extremely solemn and solemn.

The violent fighting spirit and the fierce murderous intent collided with each other, stirring up the wind and clouds of the world and changing color.

"Hahaha."

A rampant laughter came from the Iron Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then a middle-aged general wearing silver armor and a black iron face stepped out.

"Guan Tai, this time my Iron Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty will surely break through your Guanwu City, then go straight to Huanglong and kill to the Imperial City of Yunwu Kingdom." The black-faced general looked at the opposite side, his eyes fixed on Guan Tai at the front.

Guan Tai's voice was like thunder, holding a three-meter-long steel knife in his hand, and shouted coldly when he heard this: "Black-faced, anyone can say anything big, do you think that tens of thousands of soldiers in Yunwu Kingdom are vegetarians?"

"Come on the big Zhou boys, come on, your Grandpa Guan's big knife is already hungry and thirsty." Guan Tai roared violently, and rushed to the crown.

The black-faced general smiled slightly and said, "Guan Tai, don't worry, we might as well play a game before the two armies fight."

"Game?" Guan Tai was slightly stunned, not knowing what the other party was doing, and asked, "What game?"

The black-faced general smiled jokingly, then turned his head and signaled behind him.

Immediately, a boy in black jumped out and ran to the middle of the two armies.

The boy in black is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is strong and dark in shape. He is carrying a black beard knife on his back. His face is cold and arrogant, and his eyes are sharp.

The boy in black faced tens of thousands of soldiers in Yunwu Kingdom, and his courage was very extraordinary. He clasped his fists and said coldly: "I heard that the disciples of the major sects of Yunwu Kingdom are extraordinary in martial arts. I am Mingchuan, a disciple of the Xuanming Sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I want to ask for advice here."

Mingchuan chuckled with a light face and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

The Great Zhou advocated martial arts and had strong folk customs. Whoever had strong strength would be respected by everyone.

"My cultivation level at the eighth level of the Mingchuan Qiwu Realm, those with the same cultivation level in your major sects and army can come and give advice."

Although Mingchuan's dialect sounds humble, his expression and tone are very arrogant, and he does not take the same level of warriors as Yunwu Kingdom seriously at all.

"Is this a game where the disciples of the sect have to play the one-on-one challenge first?" Zhou Qing said intimately, but what's the point? Even if the disciples of the Great Zhou sect win, can it still represent the Great Zhou win?

When Guan Tai heard this, he raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It's ridiculous, black-faced, it's a battle between the two armies now. Do you think it's a ring match?"

The black-faced general laughed and said, "If you are afraid of war in Yunwu Kingdom, I have nothing to say."

As soon as the black-faced general finished speaking, Mingchuan took over the conversation and shook his head disdainfully, "I didn't expect that the disciples of various sects of Yunwu Kingdom were actually a group of timid rats. It was really disappointing."

Mingchuan's extremely contemptuous and disdainful expression instantly angered the disciples of various sects on the city wall, and suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Arrogant, I'll learn your tricks!"

A green figure jumped down the city wall and headed straight to the center of the field.

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