Starting as a centurion, he fought his way through the chaos of the world.

Chapter 125 Strangers and Tycoons
The next moment, the formation began to rotate.

Moreover, the speed was extremely fast, and outside the eight giant gates, the fog was hazy.

It's dazzling.

The rebels originally intended to attack the defensive wall, but when they rushed inside, they crashed directly into the entrance gate, and black mist immediately filled the air.

It was as if I were living in hell.

All the soldiers, having just rushed in, could no longer see the road ahead.

Can't tell things apart.

Moreover, the hundreds of thousands of troops were torn apart by the fog, and their comrades, who were right in front of them, could not be seen.

Five meters away, it was already pitch black.

The sect leader of Canglan looked solemn and said to the elders around him, "Move closer to me."

Although he had tried his best to overestimate the formation.

But I realized that I had underestimated the other party.

Even divine sense was blocked.

Even with his cultivation level, he couldn't sense the distant army.

At that moment, I knew in my heart that I had already lost.

Let alone breaking through the formation, simply surviving would be a stroke of luck.

And just as he was on guard.

From the outside, the formation has changed again.

Standing on the high platform, Lu Ming ordered Xiao Lin to wave the command flag.

For a moment, the scene was filled with shadowy figures.

The other gates all pressed towards the Gate of Shock, forming a vast army.

Like a torrent, the air was filled with a murderous aura from all directions.

Screams echoed continuously from within the formation.

From the outside, you can't see what's inside at all.

All that could be seen was scarlet blood continuously flowing out.

Gradually, they converged into a river.

The Southern King watched all this from a distance, his eyes darting around.

Time passed, continuing from noon into night.

The formation showed no signs of change, only the stench of blood grew stronger.

At this moment, Lu Ming couldn't help but smile.

Fifteen thousand elite armored soldiers were utterly powerless against this formation; I had underestimated its power.

The Canglan Sect Master was still alive at this moment, but his face was filled with despair.

Standing on the ground, I couldn't see what was happening.

But the blood on the ground had already given everything away.

The elders and disciples around him have not been heard from, and they are most likely dead. What's most terrifying is that he doesn't know how they died.

He walked carefully on the ground.

Licking his chapped lips, he couldn't remember how long he had been inside the formation.

But I felt very tired, and even my magical power was about to be completely used up.

"Roar!"

Just then, faint roars could be heard coming from the thick, dark fog.

The ground was also shaking.

Then, his pupils contracted.

A gigantic Xuanwu (a mythical beast) smashed through the black mist and appeared before him.

He raised his sword to defend himself.

This is a legendary divine beast. Even though we know it was formed from an array, we still dare not be negligent.

After all, not just any formation can evolve into such a divine beast; if the level is not high enough, the backlash can be extremely severe.

As he pondered how to respond.

"Boom!" A jet of water gushed out of Xuanwu's mouth and headed straight for him.

The sect leader of Canglan dared not be negligent and raised his sword to defend.

He made a sword incantation in his hand, and a giant sword tens of meters long appeared, which met the water column.

"Boom!"

When the two collided, the water column was split open and transformed into spears.

Scattered on the ground.

However, the water column seemed endless as it continuously struck the sword's edge.

The sect leader of Canglan was finally about to give up.

The longsword blocking the way also developed cracks.

"boom!"

The next moment, sure enough, there was another roar.

The giant sword shattered, and a column of water rushed towards him.

Even though the Canglan Sect Master possessed immense cultivation and had deployed protective true essence around his body, he was still able to overcome the challenge.

However, he was also knocked off his feet in an instant.

Then, they were submerged in the water column.

It turned into a puddle of minced meat.

As for the other rebel warriors in the formation, they were unaware of all this. At this moment, they were squatting on the ground, their weapons lying aside, their bodies trembling incessantly.

You can clearly feel the weapons falling nearby, but thankfully they didn't hit you.

It turns out that during the daytime battle...

Some of them discovered that as long as they threw away their weapons and surrendered, they would no longer be attacked.

After the first person demonstrated, the others followed suit and threw their weapons on the ground.

So, I was very lucky to survive.

"Your Highness, should we retreat?" A general beside the Prince of Nan asked cautiously.

Looking at the battlefield ahead, he kept swallowing hard.

Even from this distance, I could smell a strong stench of blood, and what was most terrifying was that...

The ground near the military formation had turned dark red.

The dark array in front of him seemed to him like a ferocious beast that devours people.

The Prince of the South hesitated.

If the charging army wins, but I leave, wouldn't that chill the hearts of my soldiers? Who would be willing to risk their lives for me in the future?

However, deep down, I still believe that my side is very likely to lose.

After all, the formation below appeared to have remained unchanged.

Just as he was hesitating, a voice rang out from not far away.

"You can't leave now, stay here!"

Then, a man dressed in armor, with a burly build and a long sword hanging at his waist, appeared before them.

He sat astride his warhorse, looking down at himself.

This caused the Southern King's pupils to shrink.

The guards behind him drew their swords and pointed them forward.

At this moment, Lu Ming didn't care. In the darkness behind him, figures emerged one after another.

He was leading his personal guards.

The two sides are locked in a standoff.

Xiao Lin carried the Great Wilderness Halberd and stood guard on either side of Lu Ming.

His expression was solemn.

"Your Highness, hurry! I'll hold them off!" The general beside the Prince of Nan roared and charged forward, his face flushed.

His cultivation at the early stage of Qi Refining was evident; as the longsword in his hand pierced through the air, it emitted a cold luster.

He was a rogue cultivator who was recruited by the Southern King.

He was indeed loyal and brave, choosing to cover the rear for the King of the South even in dire straits.

As he rushed up.

The Southern King's personal guards behind him also charged forward.

Xiao Lin's eyes flashed.

He spurred his warhorse and charged out.

"Swoosh!" The Southern King's personal guard general was still in mid-air when he was struck in the abdomen by the heavy halberd in his palm, and his body was almost broken in two.

When it hits the ground.

He kicked his legs twice and then stopped breathing.

Seeing this, Lu Ming believed Lu Shi's words.

Xiao Lin usually appears simple and honest, but he is indeed ruthless on the battlefield.

He then beheaded the general under the Southern King.

His body leaped high into the air, and at that moment, a faint golden light floated around him.

"Boom!" It landed heavily on the ground.

In an instant, a large pit appeared.

Dust and smoke billowed around them, and an invisible wave of energy swept outwards.

The ordinary soldiers who had just charged forward were killed instantly by the shockwave.

Thick blood mist sprayed out.

There were severed limbs everywhere.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up at the sight.

Xiao Lin's cultivation technique was extraordinary, but it was impossible for it to be better than his own "Heaven-Shaking Dragon Elephant Force".

But it was no worse than the training methods he had prepared for other generals.

It seems their master is no ordinary person.

It should be noted that the cultivation techniques Lu Ming took out were all obtained from the system and were directly aimed at the path to immortality.

Even among the major immortal sects, it would definitely be the most superior cultivation technique.

"Are you Lu Ming, the governor of the six prefectures?" the Southern King's voice rang out.

The fear had vanished from his face.

He knew that he was doomed no matter what.

It would be better to be more assertive.

That's more respectable.

“Exactly!” Lu Ming’s deep voice rang out, and his warhorse slowly moved forward.

"I want to know how my army is doing?" The Southern King clearly still clung to a last glimmer of hope.

"died!"

"Swoosh!" Just as Lu Ming's voice rang out, the Southern King had already drawn his sword and committed suicide.

Looking at his body, it lay limply on the ground.

Lu Ming shook his head and said to Xiao Lin, "Tell Zhang Mu to clean up the battlefield!"

"As ordered!"

Xiao Lin responded and then withdrew.

Moments later, the military formations on the battlefield had dispersed.

Lu Ming's soldiers began to set up camp and rebel, while some of the prisoners were driven away to clean up the battlefield.

Large numbers of corpses were piled up and burned.

Lu Ming sat by the campfire, eating roasted meat and drinking wine.

Meanwhile, they were tallying up the points from this battle: 36 million.

That's quite a lot of points.

Next, he exchanged for another Legion Trial Scroll, and the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation" was performed.

However, we haven't practiced our own "Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation" yet.

Half a month is clearly not enough time.

Therefore, this scroll is still indispensable.

When Zhang Mu ran over, Lu Ming had already finished eating and drinking and was sitting in place looking up at the other person.

"How many people were captured?" This was also something Lu Ming was very concerned about.

The more people there are, the greater their chances of winning.

"Reporting to you, sir, there are over 100,000 men. The Southern King's warriors were so frightened that they dared not move as soon as they entered our formation," Zhang Muxing hurriedly reported.

With the troops that Lu Ming originally brought, the army now numbered 300,000.

“Good. Incorporate them into the army and start training them in the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation. When Wu Han arrives, we can simply set up this formation and have a go at the rebels.”

Lu Ming said with a smile.

Then, as if remembering something, he continued, "Oh, right, don't forget to tell Baili Fei to continue increasing the supply of medicinal herbs."

At this point, Lu Ming didn't care whether he had enough money or not; he figured he could hold on for the time being.

Let's talk about everything after this battle is over.

What needs to be done now is to do everything possible to improve the strength of our subordinates.

Of the tens of thousands of refugees captured last time, some have already entered the country after taking a body-tempering soup.

Now, only by entering the country can they gain a certain advantage over the rebels.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhang Mu quickly replied.

"Tap tap!" Xiao Lin's hurried footsteps came from behind.

"My lord, we have received the latest news about the enemy's movements. The rebels have begun to encircle us in full force, and their numbers are enormous!" As he said this, a solemn look appeared in his eyes, and he quickly took out a map.

Lu Ming frowned as he looked at the route above.

The sixteen-route allied forces, the most powerful of which was the Prince of Langya, was backed by the renowned Kaiyang Sect, one of the seven major sects, whose strength was so great that even the imperial court was wary of it.

They had a full 300,000 elite troops under their command.

With an unknown number of sect disciples.

At this moment, they are heading towards the Flying Cloud Plain.

Besides him, the other dozen or so rebel armies also formed a fan shape, aiming at Lu Ming's army.

This has created an encirclement.

The situation is far from optimistic.

"Where's Wu Han? How's he doing?"

"Reporting to my lord, General Wu Han has done his best to capture Fengzhou, and now only one prefecture city remains, which is expected to arrive within half a month."

Xiao Lin quickly replied.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Nowadays, hundreds of groups of people go out every day to investigate enemy movements and contact spies in Wu Han's army.

All these messages had to pass through his hands.

So busy that I have no time to rest.

"Let the brothers rest well these days and strive to break through. After this battle, everyone will be rewarded."

There were also newly recruited prisoners. They were told that if they won this battle, they would become part of Yunzhou's army.

Silver, pills, nothing is lacking.

Zhang Mu, you must make sure to supervise your subordinates' cultivation properly.

"As ordered!"

Zhang Mu responded and then withdrew.

Meanwhile, inside Prince Yong's tent, the other party, dressed in a black python robe, sat in the seat of honor.

A smile appeared on his rosy face.

"Haha, in this Great Yu, the people I fear most are Li Yan and Lin Hong. Back then, the former submitted a memorial to the emperor, and I was imprisoned in the capital for several years, unable to move, and almost died in the imperial city."

The latter's command ability was so strong that I was powerless to resist.

They had no choice but to obediently go to the capital.

But now, Li Yan is old and frail, and it is said that the young emperor is now even more wary of him.

Even with his extraordinary abilities, Lin Hong was trapped in the southern border and unable to move. Surrounded by the seventeen allied forces, his death was inevitable.

Speaking of it.

His gaze became unfocused as he watched the dancers swaying in the tent.

I'm not that old, and if I try hard, I can still have children.

“Your Highness, what about Lu Ming? He was ordered to resist the allied forces, and he has already occupied Mingzhou and even killed the Ming King,” He Song said after glancing at the people in the tent.

"Hey, what tricks can he pull? With such a large army, and deeply entrenched in the allied forces' territory, even Lin Hong would be helpless," Prince Yong said with a smile.

Clearly, they didn't take it to heart.

However, this is normal.

After all, even if it encompassed all six states, in everyone's eyes...

It would be impossible for them to withstand such a large army.

Although the overall strength of the Southern Frontier is not as great as that of the North and the Central Region, its large army should not be underestimated.

“Your Highness is right,” He Song quickly replied.

However, he also felt a little regretful, as Lu Ming's current strength was truly extraordinary.

If only I had taken him on as my apprentice back then.

It's all that old bastard Li Yan's fault for not explaining things clearly.

He Song couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he forgot that he had rejected Li Yan before Li Yan could say a second word.

Meanwhile, Lu Ming, who was on the Feixia Plain, was unaware that his every move was being watched by the world.

However, we can now make a rough guess.

However, these are not things he needs to worry about right now.

The most important thing now is to work hard to improve my cultivation.

The higher one's cultivation level, the greater the chance of winning this battle.

With that in mind, he exchanged for a Qi Refining Pill, swallowed it, and prepared to cultivate diligently for the next period of time to strive for a breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)