The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 195 192: The War Begins (12)

Xicui, Tianquan County,
Smoky water city.

This is an extremely unique city, located in a low-lying area between two mountains, with continuous mountains behind it. Even after passing the city, you still have to walk a long mountain road.

Ahead was a vast expanse of grassland, flat and boundless.

Because of the terrain, there is always thick fog in the early morning and at night. At first glance, it looks like a sea of ​​clouds in a fairyland, which is very magnificent.

In the previous dynasty, a great calligrapher traveled here. When he saw such a beautiful scenery, he wrote the name "Yanshui City" with a stroke of his pen, which means "smoke covers the cold water, and the moon covers the sand".

Coincidentally, there is a mountain outside the city, which is quite steep, but there is a deep pool in the mountain. The water in the pool is extremely cold, and even the hottest days are icy cold to the bone, so it is named "Hanshuitan"!
A hundred years ago, a martial arts master took a fancy to this deep pool and founded a sect here, which was called the Hanshui Sect, which specialized in practicing cold-attributed martial arts.

Of course, to outsiders, this place is shrouded in clouds and mist, which is quite artistic, but only the locals living here know how weird it is!

The dense fog, the obstructed roads, the clothes that never dry out, the cold legs that are inevitable when you get older...

All these things are really like drinking the water, only you know whether it is hot or cold.

At this moment, outside the city, martial arts masters piled up the earth and built a relatively high and gentle slope.

A fat man, wearing golden and red armor, holding a long sword, looks like the most eye-catching guy in the crowd.

The horse he was sitting on was a special spiritual horse that he had found. Its shoulder height was over two meters, and its muscles and bones were thick, at least twice that of an ordinary horse.

He drove his horse up the gentle slope, stood on a high place and looked out at Yanshui City. His eyes under his helmet were bloodshot, like a tiger waiting to devour its prey.

A gust of wind blew by, and two more people appeared beside him.

They came too fast, and the spirit horse was obviously a little frightened. The man who was "Xilulu" stood up, raised his thick horse hoof, and kicked over.

The red-haired old man among the visitors had angry hair and beard, like a lion. He glanced sideways, squatted slightly, and put his hands on the horse's hooves.

The rare flying kick of the spirit horse had a force of at least ten thousand pounds, but the old man caught it easily.

His muscles and bones were vibrating, and with a loud crackling sound, his entire body expanded several times, showing a majestic posture.

As for the other young bald monk, he never even raised his eyelids from beginning to end. He just stared into the distance at the misty city with a sharp gaze.

Just as the red-haired old man was about to exert force to throw the spirit horse out, the Weeping Heavenly King Ran Yongzeng above seemed to finally react.

He hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master. I'm still up there. It's okay if you kill the beast, but you can't kill me too."

His words made the red-haired old man pause, and he slowly lowered his hand, loosened it slightly, and the horse's hoof landed on the ground, his movement showing a bit of gentleness.

Immediately, Ran Yongzeng, the King of Weeping who could stop children from crying, patted his chest, looking frightened.

Of course, he was mostly disguising himself, but the horse he was sitting on was actually trembling a bit, and its strong muscles kept shaking.

At this time, the little monk finally withdrew his gaze and looked up at the fat man again, as if he felt a little uncomfortable looking up like this.

He released the strong energy from his body, blocking the gravity of the earth, and his whole body floated up.

He didn't fly very high, just a little bit higher than Ran Yongzeng. Then he sat cross-legged with his head lowered, and he felt much better.

As for the red-haired old man, he was even more straightforward. His body made crackling sounds again, and he actually revealed a domineering form that was about ten feet tall, a little taller than Ran Yongzeng.

The fat man's face twisted for a moment, but the next second, he said with admiration: "The two masters are very advanced in martial arts. I am far inferior to them."

The red-haired old man said unhappily, “How many years have you practiced, how many battles have you fought, how many times have you faced death, how many times have you worshipped the Red Lotus Heavenly Venerable, and you think you have the strength of us?
Do you look down on us, or do you think highly of yourself?"

"Master, I said something wrong, it's not okay, I'm just too envious, Master of Martial Arts, Master of Martial Arts!"

He looked very sad, and the little monk finally spoke, "Okay, stop being so sarcastic here.

I know that we forced you to come here first, but you have to understand that we are also under pressure from above!"

The red-haired old man continued, “This is an order personally issued by the Heavenly Lord and the leader of the sect. Do you think we have the right to refuse?
Or do you have the right to refuse?"

He paused and continued, "But I'm also surprised. You were so resistant at the beginning, why did you suddenly figure it out? And you have such a strong execution ability?"

"Of course, I don't want to make things difficult for the two masters."

Ran Yongzeng said nice things, but the little monk didn't want to listen to his flattery and said directly: "I know your character, so tell me the truth!"

“The truth is, I knew I couldn’t say no, but I also saw an opportunity.”

Under the helmet, Ran Yongzeng's eyes sparkled with wisdom: "The two masters have also seen the news from the scouts. The news channels of the Xuanyue Sect and the Pure World Red Lotus Society will know more than me.

Hongde County is actually nothing, just a pile of loose sand. I am even confident of taking control of Botou and Dongli counties.

But I am wary of Tianquan County, the actions of Xuanzhen Temple, and the past experiences of the temple master Chu.

I even feel that if we follow the plan and take over the other two counties, Tianquan County will become a natural barrier for our Qihuo Army, a barrier that we cannot cross!"

The red-haired old man raised his head slightly and said, "You actually have such a high opinion of Xuanzhen Temple?"

"My evaluation doesn't matter, but we need to see the results."

Ran Yongzeng looked at the red-haired old man and said, "A small sect with only three or five people, from being nearly destroyed to taking advantage of the situation and turning the situation around, in just three or four years, it has become a sect guarding an entire county.

What a huge achievement this is! Which sect has achieved this thousands of years ago?"

"In addition, Master Xie also borrowed from the secret martial arts of Xuanzhen Temple, saying that it could lead to changes in martial arts. Isn't this amazing? Throughout the history of martial arts, there have only been two such cases. But if you look around, where have the sects that led the changes and stood at the forefront gone?

It’s destroyed. It has been destroyed long ago!

But Xuanzhen Temple actually used the trick of "publicizing it widely" and remained safe and sound, with no force trying to touch it?"

"Look at the sects in Tianquan County. Even the new Wanxiangzhai obeys orders obediently.

Even Tyrant Sect couldn't do this, right?"

The red-haired old man and the little monk looked serious after listing them one by one. The Golden Fox Zen Master asked, "What do you mean by opportunity?"

"It's time now. We must take advantage of the opponent's lack of reaction and charge straight into his territory, turning him upside down!"

The red-haired old man asked again: "Then aren't you afraid of the encirclement of the three counties of Tianquan, Botou and Dongli?
You have been using this to convince us before!"

“So, this battle requires speed, so fast that they won’t be able to react in time, so fast that we can directly capture Yanshui City and go straight into the heart of Tianquan County.

By then, you will see that the Tiancang Sect and the Cao Gang will definitely turn a blind eye to the matter, just like they did to the Bingxi Sect."

Ran Yongzeng smiled, his smile was proud, but also cunning: "The way of war is never as simple as you think. When you are false, you can be real, when you are real, you can be false. It all depends on the timing."

At this point, he said: "So, the most crucial point of this battle lies here. To take down Yanshui City in one battle, I need the unreserved support of the two masters."

The red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan and the young monk Jinhu Zen Master looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

"Don't worry, I have the most elite Red Lotus followers under my command at your disposal. As long as you don't do anything deliberate, don't worry about their lives."

“I can do that too. You can command the most powerful demon disciples. We just need to capture this city in the shortest possible time.

You are right about one thing, it is not safe to stay at the junction of the three counties."

Ran Yongzeng smiled cunningly and said, "Don't be too anxious, Masters. What do you think about letting those new reinforcements go first?

We have been asking for this for so long, but the higher-ups only gave us this few people. It is clear that they do not value us, so we should give them a boost!"

"Hey, I love what you said!"

"That's it."

The red-haired old man and the young monk agreed immediately. At this point, the three parties were united in their opinions, and the entire beggar army was like a united front.

Move your gaze downward, to a further distance.

Then, on the vast grassland, there were countless black people moving. They were riding horses, carrying swords, wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, and they were rushing towards Yanshui City like a tide.

The big flag with the words "beg for life" fluttered in the wind, as if foreshadowing a sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses.

At this moment, Yanshui City was already full of people.

Wei Jinkui, the outer sect elder of Xuanzhen Temple, Zheng Simao, the newly formed commander of Tianquan County and General Xuanwei, Zhu Xuan, the head of the Wanxiangzhai War Hall, Han Zhigui, the head of the Hanshui Sect, Quan Fangwan, the county lieutenant of Yanshui City, as well as some well-known masters, all stood here, looking out of the city.

Looking at the fluttering flags and the rolling crowds, they felt their breathing become heavy.

A moment later, Wei Fangjie walked over, and everyone made way for him wherever he passed.

When he got closer, Hanshui Sect Master Han Zhigui hurriedly asked, "Brother Wei, has the news spread? What did Master Chu say?"

Wei Fangjie walked steadily with a normal expression. He walked to the city wall and looked outside the city. He then said slowly, "We have been preparing for this day for so long. As long as everyone follows the plan, there is no need to worry!"

General Xuanwei Zheng Simao opened his mouth to speak, but seeing that no one else was speaking, he closed it in disappointment.

Wei Fangjie added: "The beggars are coming aggressively, and they want to destroy the city and kill people. We have no way to retreat, so we should fight with all our might."

"As for my senior brother, he is already on his way. As long as you hold on, the clouds will clear and the moon will appear."

"So, stop talking nonsense and fight!"

"war!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

More and more people spoke up, and the voices in response became louder and louder, until it finally became a deafening roar.

Are you saying they are really not afraid?
That's impossible, they are just venting their emotions by roaring.

The Beggar Army did not hesitate for too long. After a short rest, they beat the drums and charged forward.

Tens of thousands of people were rushing forward in a black mass, just like a dark cloud covering the sky, approaching rapidly.

Above Yanshui City, a shout of "fire" was heard from far away, and countless arrows broke through the air, drawing an arc trajectory and piercing the charging beggar soldiers.

At this moment, it is exactly like the saying goes: The east wind blows, the war drums beat, and the arrows fall like rain!

The war begins here!

　Here comes the first update, there’s more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)