Chapter 181: Meteoric Col, Dragon Prisoner Rod, and Eternal Heaven

The wind was howling and the sky was full of yellow sand.

This is the most common scenery in the Northwest.

But the difference is that the dust that was blown up at this time was not the yellow color as normally imagined, but yellow with red.

As the wind howled, a strong fishy smell could be clearly smelled in the mouth and nose.

That's the smell of blood.

The originally vast expanse of yellow earth had already been stained with blood. Looking around, there were broken arms and corpses everywhere.

Its density is enough to make one's scalp tingle.

On the battlefield, a roaring cavalry penetrated through the dense enemy troops.

At the forefront of the cavalry was a horizontal flash of a sword.

As the cavalry broke through the enemy formation, the troops on both wings quickly surrounded them.

The butcher's knife was swung out and continuously landed on the cavalry in the center.

The one who led the charge was not someone else, but the flower sword general Wei Wentong.

And the person sitting behind the vanguard cavalry was undoubtedly Yang Lin.

Judging from the scene before us, it was obvious that this was a massacre of the Yuan army by the Sui army.

But if you look closely, you can see that neither Yang Lin nor Wei Wentong have the slightest joy on their faces.

Especially Wei Wentong, who was leading the vanguard army, faced with such a great victory, not only did he not show any joy, but he became even more solemn.

Up to now, the situation of the entire Yumen Pass battlefield has long been beyond Wei Wentong's ability to understand.

It was a big surprise that Temujin unexpectedly united several other countries and surrounded Yumen Pass in a roundabout way.

But what is even more incomprehensible is Yang Lin’s choice.

Instead of sitting at the pass and waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, he mobilized his entire army and took the initiative to attack.

More importantly, he did not choose to attack in the direction of the Sui Dynasty in the south, but instead chose to attack in the north.

It’s a pity that King Kaoshan never explained the reason to him from beginning to end.

As a subordinate, he could only obey.

After the Sui army advanced out of Yumen Pass, they were naturally blocked without a doubt.

After all, in front of Yumen Pass, there were three wings of Yuan army led by Si Hanfei, Wang Baobao and others.

And then, another unexpected situation occurred.

The three wings of the Yuan army did not join forces to intercept the Yuan army, but divided their forces.

Of course, dividing troops is a common thing on the battlefield.

But this time, the Yuan army did not divide its troops along the flanks.

They simply divided the three-wing Yuan army into three parts.

They arranged themselves in order and blocked the way of the Sui army.

Outside Yumen Pass is a vast desert.

There are no levels.

The performance of the Yuan army was as if they had built three flesh and blood passes with three groups of soldiers.

Of course, this level of flesh and blood is shocking.

But due to their bravery and strength, they did not cause much trouble to the Sui army.

In just one day, under the command of Yang Lin and the attack of Wei Wentong.

The three wings of cavalry were penetrated one after another, causing countless casualties to the Yuan army.

But both Yang Lin and Wei Wentong were clear about one thing: the Mongol cavalry were not fools.

It is impossible for them to commit such suicidal acts for no reason.

The reason for doing this is simply to delay time.

There is no need to explain the purpose of procrastination.

"brush."

The command flag is flying high.

The momentum of the cavalry's charge in the front slowed down instantly, and the central army led by Yang Lin also slowly stopped.

But Wei Wentong's face immediately showed confusion.

One day after the battle, the Sui army had already dispersed the three wings of cavalry blocking the front.

It is undoubtedly difficult to understand why he did not rush out at this time but suddenly stopped.

"As expected of the King of Backers, you have such a keen sense."

A powerful laugh sounded, like the roar of a wolf.

“It came so quickly!”

Wei Wentong couldn't help but exclaim.

This kind of voice, this kind of momentum, appeared again at this time.

Without a doubt, it could only be Temujin.

"It's not that he came quickly, but that he has been waiting for me in the north."

Yang Lin slowly raised his eyes and said something that shocked Wei Wentong.

Has Temujin been waiting to the north of Yumen Pass?

King Kaoshan also knew this, so why did he deliberately come here? Wasn't it obvious that he was heading straight into the heart of the enemy?
"There are not many people in this world that I admire, but today, I admit that you, Yang Lin, are one of them."

Temujin's voice rolled out.

"The King of Backers, you really deserve the title of Backer of the Sui Dynasty."

"but……"

Having said this, Temujin's voice suddenly paused.

The next moment, a shocking roar suddenly exploded.

The originally flat ground suddenly changed and a dangerous peak rose from the ground.

As if appearing out of nowhere, it blocked the right front of the Sui army.

When the terrain changes, you can clearly see a huge array pattern flashing in the distant sky.

Wei Wentong's face suddenly changed and he turned to look at Yang Lin.

But before he could say anything.

On both wings and in the rear of the Sui army, more than a dozen square formations flashed again.

Under the connection of the largest array pattern in the front, they were instantly connected into one.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Several more loud explosions were heard.

In just a moment, the originally flat desert turned into towering mountains.

The mountains acted like shackles, trapping the Sui army in the middle.

"Yang Lin, this Khan named this place Yunshan Ao."

"How about using this place as the burial place for your backer king?"

"boom."

As the sound falls.

A series of loud noises like thunder suddenly rang out from all directions.

The sound of horse hooves.

The sound of horse hooves can almost pierce the eardrums.

Especially from the back, and the two terrifying evil spirits rolling in from the right, are enough to make anyone change color.

As Yang Lin's deployment, he also personally led the brave generals to charge into the front.

Of course he knew what that aura that made him involuntarily frightened was.

At this time, the wind and sand blocking the front slowly dissipated.

Temujin's figure slowly emerged.

An even more terrifying aura also rose up from behind him.

"The Qiexue Army."

In three directions, front, back, right, the aura of the three military soul forces has been fully exposed.

Plus the elite Mongols surrounding them.

There is no need to say more about the current situation.

"King, lord."

There is no doubt that Wei Wentong has lost his mind and can only look at Yang Lin.

But Yang Lin ignored him completely.

"Meteoric Col, what a Meteoric Col."

"I have the title of a backer, and you set up this meteorite terrain, linked up with various countries, and even risked the lives of several Wing Yuan soldiers. It seems that you have already decided to defeat me?"

"Hahaha."

Temujin laughed out loud towards the sky.

"I have been planning for this day for a long time, how can it not happen?"

"He is just a soldier of the Third Wing. As long as the seeds are there, I can rebuild at any time. It is worth using him to exchange for the life of the King of Backer and the country of Sui."

Temujin spoke coldly.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly sighed.

"Before I, Temujin, set out again this time, I had devised three strategies."

"The war against the Sui Dynasty is the one I have been planning for the longest time, but in reality, it is the last one I chose."

“Although we have gathered three military soul units, the danger is still too great.”

"It's a pity that the first strategy died young because of you, Gao Changsheng of the Great Sui Dynasty."

"During the Battle of Xiangyang in the Song Dynasty, we encountered that damned Wang Yangming again. In addition, you, Yang Lin, were stationed at Yumen. I had to split myself to guard against you and could not attack with all my strength."

"In the end, I can only set my sights on you."

"Fortunately, destiny is on my side. Although there have been twists and turns, I have won this battle."

Temujin stared at Yang Lin with burning eyes.

Yang Lin still showed no expression.

Just speak calmly.

"Yes, I lost the battle at Yumen."

"But it was not my Great Sui Dynasty that was defeated by you, the Mongols."

As soon as he finished speaking, Temujin's eyes couldn't help but fluctuate.

And then he nodded in front of everyone.

"good."

"I admit that even you, Yang Lin, are not inferior to me, Temujin."

"That's also why Ben Khan said that he admires me."

"But none of that matters."

"I have always believed in only one truth: the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong can become king..."

"Defeated!"

"No matter how tortuous and shameful the process is, it will pass once it's over."

"This Khan only knows that after today."

"Yanglin will no longer exist, but Temujin can still rule the world."

"Hahaha."

"it is good!"

Yang Lin let out a long roar.

"Then let me see how you are going to take my life."

The voice fell.

The shadow of a stick that reaches the sky rises into the sky.

The sky began to shake instantly.

"Okay, the Dragon Prisoner Iron Rod and the Brave Army Soul. This Khan has been looking forward to it for a long time."

A huge column of light shot up into the sky.

Instantly dyed the entire sky.

Seventy thousand brave men surrounded Yang Lin.

Just like salt falling into water, it blends into the diffusing circle of light.

In the center of the aperture, Yang Lin's figure was rising higher and higher. Above his head was the dragon-prisoning iron rod that had merged with the beam of light.

"Military soul entering the body?"

Behind Temujin, several exclamations were heard instantly.

It was Sihan Fei, Wang Baobao and the other two who had originally led the cavalry to block the front of Yumen Pass.

The three wings of cavalry had been almost completely wiped out when they tried to intercept the Sui army.

In Temujin's plan, the three-wing cavalry were originally discarded pawns, which could both delay time and wear down the morale of the Sui army.

But it was obvious that he could not use the three commanders as cannon fodder.

The three were not only rising stars of the Yuan Dynasty, but Si Hanfei and Batu were his grandsons, and Wang Baobao was also from a famous family.

For both public and private reasons, Temujin might give up a few people so easily.

So before the battle, the three of them had already retreated in advance.

"Do not."

Temujin shook his head.

"How powerful is the brave army soul? It is not easy to accept such a military soul into the body."

"Besides, there is not that much time for Yang Lin right now."

Temujin chuckled.

"But it's almost the same. Yang Lin has integrated himself into the military spirit."

"It's not just the power to completely inspire the military spirit."

“We are also using this power.”

"With the help of power?" Wang Baobao asked doubtfully.

"Yes, he is on his way back to the top." Temujin said calmly.

The three people behind him opened their mouths wide instantly.

Of course they knew what Temujin meant.

This extreme state obviously refers to the state after the ninth level of Qi and blood.

It is said that Yang Lin had taken half a step forward that year, but then fell again.

"He, can he do it?"

Several people's voices were a little stuttering.

The extreme state of Qi and blood, coupled with Yang Lin's unique talent as a brave fighter, combined with the military spirit of the Xiaoguo Army.

This kind of power cannot be described with just one word: scary.

If Yang Lin succeeds, they may not be able to stop this powerful backer.

"It's just a life-threatening measure."

Temujin spoke calmly.

After saying that, he ignored them.

Instead, he waved his hand indifferently.

"kill."

In an instant, terrible shouts and cries of killing rose to the sky.

The rolling murderous energy rushed towards the Sui army in the center without any concealment.

"唳~~"

That's when.

A cry that pierced the sky suddenly sounded.

Above the nine heavens, an extremely huge black eagle suddenly appeared.

As soon as it appeared, boundless and sharp aura filled the southern half of the sky.

"Military soul!"

Anyone with a little bit of vision could recognize the origin of the vision at the first sight.

Obviously, another troop has sacrificed its military spirit.

Coming from the south, it was obviously Meng'an Mouke of the Jin Dynasty.

No one expected that after the Sui army in the encirclement took action, it was the Jin army that took the lead.

Even Sihanfei and others behind Temujin showed surprise.

Although the Jin troops were on their side.

But even they could not understand why the Jin Kingdom was fighting so desperately.

Only Temujin, who was standing in front, had a barely perceptible smile on his face.

But after his smile faded, he suddenly turned his head to look to the right.

As he turned his head, bursts of wolf howls seemed to be heard faintly in the sky.

And the next second, another terrifying breath came from the right.

The rolling yellow sand swept up without any wind.

In the tornado-like sandstorm, a red and black scorpion slowly stretched out its tail.

Western Turks, Shatuo cavalry.

After the giant scorpion appeared.

Only then did Temujin withdraw his gaze.

Above his head, a huge wolf standing tall and proud also slowly stepped out from the void.

The last army on the field, the Qiexue Army, which belonged to Temujin's personal guards, finally showed their fangs.

"boom!"

That's when.

At the center, the beam of light suddenly dissipated.

A huge foot slammed down.

Two mountains collapsed in an instant.

"Yang Lin."

A cry of surprise was instantly heard from the Yuan army.

The Sui army in the central area had disappeared at some point.

Only Yang Lin was left.

But just one foot can bring down a mountain.

One can imagine how huge Yang Lin was at that time.

"Dharma-image? No, this is not a Dharma-image."

Si Hanfei exclaimed, then shook his head decisively.

The grandmasters’ forms vary, but they are all condensed from the warriors’ artistic conception.

And with his eyesight, he could see that Yang Lin at this moment was a completely solid entity.

"This is the true body of Qi and blood, which follows the laws of heaven and earth."

Temujin said casually.

"But to be so terrifying, I don't rely solely on myself, but rely on the power of soldiers and military spirits."

Several people were slightly stunned, and looked up suddenly. Sure enough, they saw something unusual in the blood surrounding Yang Lin and even in his body.

This is an entity, but it is not a complete entity.

To be precise, this is a combination of the entire Sui army, led by Yang Lin and Xiaoguo Military Soul.

The constantly flowing blood and energy, even every inch of skin and every hair, represent the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty.

He didn't care about the shock of several people.

Temujin waved his hand grimly.

The huge formation pattern started to operate instantly.

The killing force instantly penetrated the sky.

The eagle in the south and the scorpion in the east swooped down and crashed into the giant in the center.

The eagle spread its wings and grabbed Yang Lin's head with its sharp claws without any hesitation.

The poisonous scorpion on the other side also stretched out its long tail and stabbed towards Yang Lin's heart.

The two major military soul forces launched a fierce attack at the first opportunity.

The surrounding Mongol troops, under the guidance of the formation, surged towards the center like a tide.

The terrible war broke out without any preparation and immediately entered a white-hot stage.

But the Qiexue Gray Wolf hovering above Temujin still maintained its previous posture, with no intention of joining the battlefield and looking like a bystander.

"boom."

Facing the oncoming eagle and poisonous scorpion.

Yang Lin also took action immediately.

Two dragon-imprisoning rods fell down like pillars of heaven.

The sky and the ground, which had originally fit together perfectly, shifted instantly at this moment.

The sky was torn apart and the ground collapsed.

The whole area seemed to have entered doomsday.

A huge roar fell.

Huge feathers fell from the eagle.

A large piece of scales also fell off the poisonous scorpion on the other side.

Of course, drops of blood also splattered on Yang Lin's body.

Sihanfei and others standing behind Temujin became solemn at the same time.

They are clear.

Those wings, scales, and blood.

In fact, they are all dead soldiers.

In addition, there were the Mongol soldiers who surged forward and continued to fall.

It looked like there were only three giant shadows fighting in the field, but in reality, the field was already a river of blood.

"See clearly."

Temujin suddenly turned his head, patted Wang Baobao and Batu on the shoulders, and smiled.

"This is the Heaven of Eternal Life for All Men."

As he spoke, the attacks of the eagle and the scorpion became more fierce and violent, and they had completely abandoned their own defenses.

Blood rained down and the sky collapsed.

Only those who have seen it with their own eyes know how brutal the battle was.

Hearing Temujin's voice, Batu and Wang Baobao both showed excitement.

Only Si Hanfei's pupils suddenly shrank.

He was the younger brother of Mongke and Kublai Khan, and was no stranger to the magical power of the Eternal Heaven.

The Wanfu Changshengtian is an extension of the Changshengtian magic.

It was relying on the power of formation, and it was similar to the scene in front of him.

But Si Hanfei always felt that something was wrong.

Look around.

The troops besieging Yang Lin at this time seemed to have completely lost their minds.

The huge formation pattern in the sky was also emitting strange red light.

Si Hanfei didn't say anything, but just turned his eyes away silently.

From a distance, as the battle progressed, soldiers from both sides continued to fall.

Huge pools of blood have appeared on the collapsed land.

That was the blood of soldiers from both sides.

One glance is enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

But just when Si Hanfei looked over, the blood pool that was originally like a pond suddenly disappeared.

When Si Hanfei looked around again, there were only a bunch of big pits left.

Si Hanfei felt a sudden chill in his heart.

He carefully glanced at Temujin's back, as well as Wang Baobao and Batu who were beside him.

I whispered to myself in my heart: "So, is this really the Heaven of Eternal Life?"

(End of this chapter)