"Rumble"
The noise grew louder and louder, like a rolling earth dragon, causing the house to tremble slightly, and even dust and snow flew down from the cracks in the simple roof.
"Oh no, could it be a demonic tide?"
Shopkeeper Xiao, who was analyzing the situation and saying that a war was necessary, felt the ground shaking, his face changed, and he looked around in shock, a little horrified.
Gongsun Wuji on the bed twitched his ears and drooped his eyelids slightly, "No!"
"It's the sound of horse hooves!"
"And the noise came from the north."
"If it is a demonic tide, the mountain-cutting troops inside the pass will issue an early warning."
As he spoke, Gongsun Wuji looked back to the young farmer behind him and spoke in a softer tone, "Xiaozhi, go outside and see what happened?"
"Hey!" Although the boy was a little scared, he still plucked up his courage, answered without hesitation, and ran out again.
The owner of the medicine shop surnamed Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard what Gongsun Wuji said, "Such a big commotion coming from the north, I think it's the army! By the way, the news from Jinguan City is that the Ninth Mountain has not only mobilized the entire city to build a defense line, but also drawn a large number of soldiers from various prefectures to gather, probably to support the front line."
As his mind turned, his expression became worried, "It seems that it is correct. The Fashan Army is preparing to fight the demons to the death. The list that you revealed at the beginning, Young Master Gongsun, was a signal to release it."
"Looking at the current situation, it's not very optimistic. Many people in the city are collecting spiritual herbs, talismans, and even formations everywhere, preparing for a retreat. I advise you to be prepared as well!"
Having said this, the shopkeeper deliberately lowered his voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun Wuji's scattered eyes on the bed turned into a dark spot, and his gaze fell on the shopkeeper surnamed Xiao. He smiled, and his voice was weak with a hint of sarcasm.
"Retreat! Where can we retreat to?"
"Once the Sichuan Pass is lost, the rear will be the Central Plains, with almost no natural barriers to defend, and the demon army can march straight in."
"If we take a step back, we will lose. If we think about retreating before the battle, the outcome will be doomed without even fighting. We will also lose our dignity as Shu warriors here and be called cowards!"
After hearing these words, Shopkeeper Xiao looked a little uncomfortable. If someone else said this, he would have just walked away in anger, cursing that the person's kindness was taken for granted and was ungrateful. But when Young Master Gongsun said this, he couldn't find any reason to complain.
He knew that this person was cold-tempered and spoke bluntly, which easily offended people, but his character was impeccable. He almost went crazy killing demons outside the pass and saved many lives from the hands of demons. In addition, he was a Taoist soldier of the Heavenly Pass and the heir of the Longshan Sword Tomb. He made a name for himself in the Chuanzhong Pass and was respected by many righteous men in the martial arts world.
He had also been saved by him, and every time he came back from outside the Great Wall, he would basically come to him to heal his wounds. He also had some understanding of the character of this young knight Gongsun, so he did not refute, but his face looked a little unnatural, and he sighed:
"Young Master Gongsun is right. I am just reminding you. When a war is about to start, there will always be people thinking about themselves. This is unavoidable. You have been to Tiger Gorge Pass and know more than me. I am afraid that it will really happen, so I said this!"
When Gongsun Wuji heard this, he thought of what he had seen and heard at Huxia Pass. His pale face darkened and his lips moved, but in the end he said nothing.
At this time, the rumbling sound outside the house became louder and louder, like thunder rolling in the sky, which was thrilling and seemed like a storm was coming.
The rumbling sound had already entered the city. He could even hear the rumbling of iron hooves and the clattering of iron armor, like a tide.
Soon, the farm boy who had just run out came in breathlessly with a head full of cold. His face, cracked in the ice and snow, faced the two people in the room and exclaimed excitedly,
"Hero Gongsun!"
"So many soldiers are entering the city, so impressive!"
"It's the Ninth Mountain, the Ninth Mountain is coming!"
When the boy said the last sentence, his tone was obviously much higher and full of excitement.
The Ninth Mountain!
This name has now become a symbol in the entire Shu area, representing invincibility and unstoppable conquest, carrying the hopes of countless people, and more of it is due to personal worship.
Back then, the Ninth Mountain General had left a significant mark in the Sichuan Pass!
The young man's excited shout rang out in the room. On the bed, Gongsun Wuji's originally pale face quickly flushed after hearing this name. He leaned against the head of the bed and couldn't help but look at the young man named "Xiao Zhi" and asked seriously:
"Did you see clearly?"
The young man nodded vigorously, "Yes, it's the mountain-cutting flag of the Ninth Mountain!"
At this point, Gongsun Wuji seemed to have taken a deep breath, and a bit of light returned to his face. He looked at the shopkeeper surnamed Xiao,
"Now, I'm afraid no one dares to retreat."
"The Ninth Mountain has killed just as many people as the demons."
"That Zhonglang General,"
Gongsun Wuji paused for a moment, his eyes showing a look of reminiscence, his tone firm,
"He is a man who can bring miracles!"
Few people knew that this unknown man was acquainted with the Ninth Mountain General who was feared throughout Shu!
More than a year ago, he and Chen Yuan met on a legendary treasure ship. He was trapped on the ship, and Chen Yuan rescued the people of Qingshan County and several of them from the ship. At that time, Chen Yuan was just a patrol captain of Qingshan County, fighting against the Demon Cult.
Not long after, when they met again, Chen Yuan had been appointed as the Ninth Mountain General. He was ordered to eradicate the evil cult that was wreaking havoc in Baidi City and go to Tianxiong Pass to quell the rebellion. On the way, he met Chen Yuan who was practicing in the mountains and was being hunted. The other party once again rescued him.
After that, the next news we heard about Chen Yuan was the shocking news coming from the battlefield.
Recapture Weiyuan Pass, fight the Musashi monster, sublimate in desperate situation and advance to Musashi, win the victory at Chuanzhong Pass
By the way, during the great victory at Chuanzhong Pass, he saw Chen Yuan from afar, but he did not go forward.
He didn't know whether he could be considered an "old acquaintance". In his memory, the other party was a passionate person, so he didn't go forward to disturb him.
The opponent's astonishing rise gave him a great shock and impact, and also made him feel a little ashamed!
But he was full of respect!
As a true man, this is what you should do!
At this time, the night in Chuanzhongguan and Beida Street was boiling.
The white snow illuminates the night, the cold light of iron armor, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves shakes the earth, and a torrent of steel roars into the city from outside.
A golden horse and an iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.
The noise shook the people inside the pass, and people looked over and cried out in surprise.
"The ninth mountain's felling flag!" Someone's face was shocked.
"Aren't they stationed in Jinguan City? Why are they here?" someone asked in surprise.
"Even the people from the Ninth Mountain are here. It looks like a war is really about to break out!" Someone else whispered urgently, his face turning a little ugly.
All I saw was North Street, with a cold light and thousands of horses galloping!
The soldiers riding on those tall horses, each wearing heavy armor and with three mountain-cutting flags on their backs, looked like ferocious beasts, full of strong and fiery ferocity.
The iron armor was connected into one piece, and looking around, it seemed vast and mighty, with murderous aura rising to the sky. Among the fluttering flags, gold-edged mountain patterns were revealed.
It is the ninth mountain felling flag!
Such a scene and momentum made people who were looking over couldn't help but shrink their gazes. The momentum of these soldiers was like ferocious beasts out of a cage, unmatched.
Leading the way was a burly man with a strong build, wearing red armor, dark skin and a bright gaze!
Lu Ming, a cavalryman under the command of the Difficult Mountain, led the right-wing Shenwei Army, a total of more than 11,000 cavalrymen, and marched out from Jinguan City. After two days and nights, they traveled more than 4,100 miles and arrived at Chuanzhong Pass.
His eyes shone with a bright light as he ran along, with a blazing fire in his eyes, like the scorching sun among ice and snow.
On his left and right sides, four blue-clad soldiers were in high spirits, their bodies pulsating with vigor, and they had already reached the Heavenly Gate. The vigor pulsating and emanating from their bodies indicated that these four people had just broken through.
These four people were Lu Ming's old subordinates. They were stuck at a bottleneck before sending out the troops. After refining a large amount of blood essence of the Heavenly Gate Demons a few days ago, they finally broke through the Heavenly Gate in one fell swoop. And with the help of the flesh and blood of those Heavenly Gate Demons, a total of thirteen people in that group successfully broke through the Heavenly Gate!
There are even more soldiers and horses who have broken through small realms.
With the help of more than a hundred Heavenly Gate demons, the Ninth Mountain's soldiers have become even stronger!
Lu Ming led the cavalry straight to the Fashan Army’s base in the city. Under the fast horses, the rumbling torrent soon reached the Fashan Army’s base.
The gate of the base was opened directly, and thousands of horses neighed together and rushed in against the wind and snow.
After a cup of tea, Lu Ming, holding his helmet in his arms, strode into the snowy corridor in front of the council hall, his cloak fluttering in the wind, and headed straight for the council hall.
At this moment, the meeting hall was brightly lit.
"ceng"
"ceng"
"ceng"
He climbed the steps, and the red armor on his body made a heavy sound.
When he stepped to the door of the hall, the door opened without wind and Lu Ming stepped in.
At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn. Figures in armor took their seats one by one. In the front row, there were several figures in ordinary clothes with aura similar to Chi Yuan!
Lu Ming strode in and came to the center of the hall. He bowed slightly and saluted with both hands towards the figure at the top. He said in a powerful voice, "General Lu Ming, on behalf of my family's Lang Ling, is here to see Commander Pei!"
The head of the seat, Pei Yanhu, stepped down and slowly helped Lu Ming up. He said in a steady and earnest voice, "You've had a hard journey. You've come just in time. Your general has a new mission and is waiting for you!"
"See your seat!"
When Lu Ming heard this, his eyes flashed, but he quickly calmed down, nodded, then turned sideways and sat down at the end of the seat on the left, next to the twelfth Mountain General.
In the main hall, the second, fourth, sixth, seventh, twelfth and fifth mountain lieutenant generals, the only surviving members of the mountain-felling army, were lined up and sat in order on the left.
And on the right side, there were also five people.
The five people are Yi Cangtian, the head of the Shushan Sword Sect based in Sichuan Central Pass, the former head of the Su Nu Sword Sect "Shen Gu", Yangshan, one of the Eight Great Hermits of Wudao Mountain, his junior brother Ling Yunzi, and Zhao Quanzhen.
Four Musashi, five Lieutenant Generals, plus the more than ten thousand cavalrymen of the Ninth Mountain represented by Lu Ming, the top combat forces of Sichuan Pass gathered together at this moment to discuss important matters.
And the outcome of this major event is still unknown.
But the atmosphere in the hall had become solemn and serious.
After Lu Ming sat down, he was a little surprised to see Ling Yunzi and Zhao Quanzhen, the master and disciple, sitting opposite him.
This master and disciple had appeared in Fulong Ridge, and later followed the general back to his hometown with the Ninth Mountain. They had spent a short time together, and he had heard Yun Tiansheng mention the origins of this master and disciple.
Just when he noticed the other person, Zhao Quanzhen on the opposite side clasped his fists towards him.
Lu Ming also returned the gift and was somewhat surprised during the process. The temperament of this true disciple of Wudao Mountain had changed a lot compared to a few months ago.
In fact, not only Lu Ming was somewhat surprised by the appearance of these three, but the five lieutenant generals of the mountain-cutting army were also puzzled by the appearance of these three, including the appearance of Lu Ming, the ninth mountain cavalryman.
The five of them were notified to come for the meeting an incense stick of time, only to find out that there were more than just them.
Today, four Musashi showed up, and the cavalry commander of the Ninth Mountain led a mighty force of troops into the pass, making them feel that a storm was coming.
Even they were kept in the dark and had not received any information in advance. One can imagine the seriousness of the problem. The atmosphere was silent, waiting for Pei Yanhu to speak.
Pei Yanhu turned back to his seat, his tiger eyes scanned both sides, and finally his gaze fell on the three masters and disciples of Wudao Mountain on the right, and he slowly spoke,
"Let me introduce these three first. This one is Senior Yangshan, one of the Eight Great Hermits of Wudao Mountain. This one is his junior fellow Senior Lingyunzi. And this young knight is Senior Lingyunzi's senior disciple."
"Three days ago, three great warriors attacked the Zhennan Prefecture where the Tengu demon tribe was entrenched at night. They risked their lives to successfully break through the formation and obtained first-hand information about the city's teleportation formation!"
Pei Yanhu introduced the origins of the three people and explained why they were sitting here.
When several Lieutenant Generals heard this, they were shocked. No wonder it was so.
However, they knew what was going to be said next was the main point and did not interrupt.
Not only them, but also Lu Ming as an insider, the three people from Wudao Mountain and the two Musashi stationed in Chuanzhongguan were also waiting for Pei Yanhu's next words.
What happens after getting the information?
Pei Yanhu took in the expressions of everyone present. He placed his big hands on the armrests of the chair and grasped them tightly, leaving several clear fingerprints on the ironwood chair that was as hard as iron. Then, his eyes were fixed, and bloodshot began to creep up around his eye sockets.
"Next, Chuanzhongguan plans to send troops to Zhennan Prefecture!"
When he said these words, everyone in the hall changed their expressions.
The three people from Wudao Mountain looked at each other, some frowned, some looked strange, and they couldn’t understand the logic between them.
The intelligence they obtained did not seem to be enough to support sending troops to Zhennan Prefecture, and they did not destroy the teleportation formation of the demon clan in this city.
"Commander, why is this?"
"You also know that we don't have the ability to send troops, and once we do, it will affect the entire body. This..."
The Sixth Mountain General could no longer sit still and stood up, looking anxious.
The other Lieutenants Generals looked thoughtful and did not speak. Although they frowned, it was unlikely that Commander Pei would joke about such a big matter, so there must be a reason that they did not know.
Faced with the question, Pei Yanhu knew that the truth should be revealed, after all, so many lives were lost.
The reason why he gave this order was because in the afternoon Gongsun Yang received a reply from Chen Yuan that he was ready to send troops.
Gongsun Yang said that the general already knew what the tree was and would take action as soon as possible, so he asked them to start preparing.
He didn't expect it to happen so soon.
Pei Yanhu's eyes lit up and his face was solemn. "What I'm going to say next is related to my life and death on the front line. You are all people who have made great contributions to my Jiannan Road. You must keep your mouth shut."
His eyes slowly turned and inadvertently swept over the three people from Wudao Mountain.
He had mobilized people to investigate these three people, and had received confirmation from Gongsun Yang and the first batch of soldiers who withdrew from Zhennan Prefecture in the afternoon. They could be trusted. Moreover, he hoped to get help from these three people for the next plan.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Lu Ming, who was sitting at the end on the left, and said, "Lu Ming, I'll leave it to you!"
Lu Ming got the order and stood up suddenly, looking at the people present with a clear gaze.
"This time, the troops will be led by the Divine Mighty Army on the right wing of the Ninth Mountain!"
"And this time we are sending troops to bring back our general from the Shiwan Mountains!" (End of this chapter)
