Chapter 201 Yang Lin did not win, but the Sui Dynasty won
"Dragon Prison Rod!"

"King of the Mountain!"

"Yang...Lin..."

The world fell into silence.

Everyone is looking at the sky.

Look at the rod that pierces through heaven and earth.

There was also the figure that slowly stepped out from the endless black fog.

The king who once supported half of the Sui Dynasty and became the pillar of faith for countless grassroots soldiers.

Reappear in the world again.

"Really, he really is the King of Backers."

"The old man has resurrected."

The generals and soldiers of the Sui Dynasty all raised their heads.

Looking at the tall figure excitedly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Below, Lai Huer, who had just experienced a fierce battle and had a ferocious face and was covered in the blood of Mongol soldiers, knelt on the ground and shouted with tears streaming down his face.

In the Jingxiang land and in the Xiangfan city, countless people had shocked looks on their faces.

The white mist dissipated, and Chen Qingzhi appeared with a gun in his hand.

In fact, many people have speculated about this second image.

Especially the generals of the Sui Dynasty, they already had an idea in their minds.

After all, the token that Gao Changsheng threw out before was exactly the King's Backer Token that Yang Lin had always carried with him.

But after really seeing Yang Lin's figure, that kind of extreme shock still surged into everyone's heart uncontrollably.

This is completely different from Chen Qianzhi's feeling.

Of course, the reputation of being avoided by thousands of troops and horses is well-known.

But Chen Qianzhi was an ancient man after all. To everyone, he was a person who lived in records and in history books.

There is an element of illusion in it.

Moreover, Chen Qianzhi's homeland had long been destroyed.

But Yang Lin is different, he is a real person existing in this era.

And just recently, he died in battle at Yumen Pass.

His reappearance brings a completely different impact to people.

Especially to the people of the Sui Dynasty.

He was a person who had been supporting the Sui Dynasty since before its founding.

Whether it is a soldier or a general.

Who of us didn’t grow up listening to the stories of this old prince?

"Yang Lin, the King of Backers."

"Is Gao Changsheng preparing to recreate the Battle of Yumen?"

Someone murmured.

Yang Lin and Temujin were the two commanders in the Battle of Yumen Pass.

But the final outcome was that Temujin once again established the reputation of the Canglang by stepping on the corpses of Yang Lin and the Sui army, and almost defeated the destiny of the Sui Dynasty.

But in the previous conversation between Gao Changsheng and Temujin, the method of blood sacrifice was mentioned.

Although we don't know the inside story, it is obvious that Temujin used some evil methods.

"Gao Changsheng doesn't think that the Sui army is weaker than the Yuan army and wants the two sides to fight it out again?" someone exclaimed.

"The Battle of Yumen Pass, the disastrous defeat of the Sui Dynasty, made Temujin famous, especially the death of Yang Lin in the battle. This huge impact is not limited to the present, but will extend to all aspects of the Sui Dynasty."

"Even if Gao Changsheng kills Temujin here and annihilates the Yuan army, he cannot completely erase these humiliations."

“But it’s different now.”

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

"Yanglin versus Temujin, Xiaoguo versus Keshig, this is a replay of the previous battle."

"If we win this battle, it will show the world that Temujin used underhanded tactics in the Battle of Yumen, and that the Sui Dynasty has never been weaker than the Mongols."

"What a great Gao Changsheng! He never cares about the outcome of the battle. Instead, he wants to rebuild the morale of the Sui Dynasty with one battle."

"This is the real way to save the world."

"The man standing before me is no longer just the Duke of Qi or the General of the Left Guard. His perspective and methods of doing things undoubtedly show that he, Gao Changsheng, is already the commander-in-chief of all Sui troops and the pillar of the military."

"Om~~"

The black and white mist completely dissipated.

The sky returned to its blue color.

Under the blue sky, the mountain-like figure was completely revealed in front of everyone.

Space trembles.

That was Yang Lin's eyes moving.

He did not immediately look at the gray wolf in the sky or Temujin, who was threatening him.

His eyes turned and swept across the boundless land, as if looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers.

But in just a moment, a hint of loss rose in those resolute eyes.

It was obvious that he had discovered that the land before him was not the Great Sui Dynasty.

His body paused, his eyes stopped moving, and then shot straight downwards.

Under the fluttering high-character flag, a pair of eyes shot out at the same time.

Their eyes met.

It seemed that there were only two people staring at each other between heaven and earth.

One old and one young, one in front and one behind, they were the military leaders of two generations of the Sui Dynasty.

I don’t know how many people held their breath at this moment.

As if expecting something.

Just at this moment, an object suddenly floated in front of Yang Lin.

Everyone recognized it immediately.

It was the token that Gao Changsheng had thrown out before.

Wang Ling representing King Kaoshan.

Raise your right hand and flick it forward gently.

The body condensed by the formation is not a physical entity.

But at this moment, it feels like it really has flesh and blood.

Yang Lin's right hand slowly swept across the token.

The blood stains on the token, as well as the words on the card, were wiped off in an instant.

The next moment, a sharp aura emanated from Yang Lin's fingertips.

Both the people of the Sui Dynasty and the bystanders in Xiangfan seemed to realize something.

Sure enough, after just a few breaths, a word "Gao" as sharp as iron painting and silver hook appeared on the front of the token.

After carving the word "Gao", Yang Lin did not stop, but turned over the token and carved two more words on the back.

"To protect the country."

After doing all this, Yang Lin suddenly smiled and then pushed his right hand forward.

The token suspended in the air flew downwards again.

From beginning to end, no one spoke or made any sound.

But everyone in the field understood what the other party meant.

In fact, handing over the token twice before had already made Yang Lin's intention clear.

But that was only in private, and the people who knew about it were limited to a small number of people in the military.

And now, in front of hundreds of thousands of Sui troops and in front of everyone in the world, Yang Lin made it up again.

He also took the initiative to erase the word "backer" that represented his support and carved new characters.

It's like erasing all traces of one's existence.

The old king falls and the new king is born.

Everyone knows that from today on, the two generations of pillars of the Sui Dynasty have completed the handover.

From now on.

No one can question Gao Changsheng's status anymore.

He led a large army and defeated Temujin's army.

It saved the Sui Dynasty from collapse and washed away the humiliation of the Sui army, and it was a great and flawless victory.

Plus Yang Lin’s personal endorsement.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty might not be able to shake Gao Changsheng's position.

After all, the three words "Gao Changsheng" now represent the morale of the entire army and the people of the country.

"boom!"

Everyone's eyes were on the slowly falling token.

Just at this moment, a loud noise that pierced through the sky and earth suddenly was heard.

The endless space was directly torn apart.

棍。

Everything in front of me was occupied by the vast shadow of the stick.

"Temujin, come and fight!"

Sound waves like thunder rolled out.

The aura of the brave fruit that had been continuously emerging disappeared again.

Of course, it didn’t actually disappear.

Instead, they were all integrated into Yang Lin's body.

Temujin, the Keshig Army, and Yang Lin who joined forces with Xiaoguo.

Everything seemed to have returned to the great battle outside Yumen Pass that day.

"Ouch~"

The golden wolf shadow also instantly merged into the gray wolf.

Temujin's figure also disappeared.

There was only a gray wolf with golden markings left in the air.

Especially those bloodthirsty and bright eyes. Almost everyone who has met Temujin can recognize them at the first sight. They are his pupils.

There was no pause, let alone any greeting.

The moment the wolf took shape, it pounced straight forward.

The wolf's claws flew across the sky, tearing through the sky in front and heading directly towards the oncoming stick shadow.

"boom!"

The horrific explosion formed a huge mushroom cloud.

The aftermath was huge, sweeping in all directions in ripples.

The moment the loud noise was heard, countless people were stunned where they were, as if they were the walking corpses, completely shocked by the sudden sound.

Before they could react, ripples began to spread.

One figure after another was pressed to the ground at the same time.

That's when.

A giant Bagua covering the earth reappeared.

The portal flashed.

The aura that rolled toward the ground was completely neutralized.

An invisible protective shield also appeared around Yang Lin and Temujin in the air.

It was as if a transparent arena was constructed in the sky. "Boom!"

After a huge roar.

Two figures appeared in front of everyone again.

At this time, the shadow of the stick in Yang Lin's hand had been shattered, and the wolf on the opposite side had three fingers broken off on its outstretched claws.

But in just a moment, the injuries on the wolf's claws had healed.

The Cang Wolf is the transformed soul of the Qiexue Army and is not a real creature.

Any injuries it suffers will be transferred to all the soldiers of the Qiexue Army.

Three fingers were broken, which means that the Qiexue army suffered losses.

But as long as the damage is not to a certain extent, this kind of minor injury can naturally be recovered.

Of course, this kind of recovery is not real recovery.

It's just the operation of the military soul.

To explain it another way, the moment just now was actually equivalent to the Qiexue Army dispersing and re-condensing its military spirit.

However, this operation cannot continue forever.

The loss of soldiers is an irreversible process.

At a certain point, this operation will be interrupted.

Return your gaze to the field.

Just after recovering, the wolf pounced forward again.

But the long stick in Yang Lin's hand did not reappear.

Similar to Canglang, Yang Lin at this time is also not a physical entity.

The same goes for the Dragon Prison Stick in his hand.

It can be said that as long as the support does not collapse, the stick in Yang Lin's hand will not completely disappear.

But this time, Yang Lin did not use his own aura to condense the long stick.

He just stretched out his right hand.

The surging waters of the Han River surged up again.

Water Dragon Volume.

It turned into a blue stick that could reach the sky and fell into Yang Lin's hands.

"Water and Fire Prison Dragon! It is Yang Lin's famous weapon."

"The water of the Han River is transformed into a weapon. Even though it's only a stick, it's still worthy of the name." A voice of emotion sounded.

"boom."

The shadows of the sticks are overwhelming and the wolf claws are across the sky.

A shocking battle broke out over Xiangfan.

This was both the end of the Battle of Xiangfan and the continuation of the Battle of Yumen.

The two warring parties were enemies of life and death.

As for Yang Lin, Temujin not only killed him, but also massacred more than 200,000 men under his command, almost bringing the Sui Dynasty to ruin.

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. Of course, Yang Lin would not show any mercy.

But for Temujin, there was no choice.

Only by risking your life can you have a chance to escape.

For him, even if all his troops were destroyed, as long as he could escape from Xiangfan and return to the Yuan Dynasty, he would have a chance to recover.

"Huh, Temujin is defeated..."

A light sigh was heard.

"Ah? Aren't we evenly matched?"

"Could it be that Yang Lin and his brave men are really stronger than Qiexue and Temujin?" The voice of doubt was heard immediately.

Both Temujin and Yang Lin suffered injuries one after another, but they recovered quickly.

At least from the current situation, it is hard to tell who is stronger and who is weaker between the two.

"If they fight alone, Yang Lin is old, so Temujin may be better. As for Keshige and Xiaoguo, no one can tell who is stronger."

"But we are not fighting alone at the moment, and Yang Lin is no longer a real body, so this impact can be ignored."

“The two armies, although the brave fruit is transformed by the black armor, the momentum is like a rainbow, while the blood is in the overall situation of the defeat of the Mongols, and the strength of the morale is clear at a glance.”

"In addition, the Gray Wolf was transformed from the soul of the Qiexue Army, and its injuries were borne by the Qiexue Army soldiers."

"On the other hand, Yang Lin not only has the brave fruit transformed from the black armor, but also has the support of a large formation behind him. It is needless to say who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage."

"And the most important point is Gao Changsheng. He will not sit idly by and watch Yang Lin being defeated by Temujin again. So even if the previous advantages do not exist, with only Gao Changsheng as a factor, Temujin will inevitably lose."

"Ah? Isn't this the battle between Yang Lin and Temujin?" Another puzzled voice came out.

"What a joke! This is a battlefield, not a competition arena."

"Gao Changsheng did this to not only consolidate the military strength of the Sui Dynasty, but also to strike a blow against the Mongols."

"So he would never allow Yang Lin to lose."

"Moreover, the formation in the field is the premise for Yang Lin's reappearance, and it is also part of Yang Lin's strength at this time."

"Of course, all this is just speculation."

"At present, the entire Xiangfan is covered by a large formation, a formation that reaches the sky. It can be said that everything in the field is now under the control of Gao Changsheng. As long as he doesn't say it, who can find out whether he has made a move or not?"

The sound of communication in Xiangyang City was heard again.

At this time, the battle in the sky had reached a fever pitch.

Horrible wounds appeared on the body of the huge wolf.

And there was no recovery, which obviously meant that the losses of the Qiexue army had reached a critical point.

On the other hand, Yang Lin on the opposite side did not have any injuries.

But if you look closely, you can see that the light in Yang Lin's eyes has become much dimmer.

It is obvious that even with the support of the large formation, Yang Lin is not completely unaffected.

"Hahaha, Temujin, you're defeated!"

Although the surroundings were much dimmer, Yang Lin's voice was louder than ever.

"Yang Lin, you won unfairly!"

When Canglang spoke for the first time, the sound of Temujin's gnashing teeth was heard.

The Yang Lin and Xiao Guo at this moment were not the real Yang Lin and Xiao Guo. Behind them was a towering formation.

"Hahaha!"

Yang Lin didn't care at all, but laughed freely.

"As a deceased person, it is only natural for me to benefit from the influence of my younger generation."

"I will repeat what I said at Yumen Pass that day."

"On the battlefield, no matter the means."

"That time, it was me, Yang Lin, who lost, and this time, I didn't win either."

"But, my Great Sui won, Gao Changsheng won, and you Temujin."

"you lose."

The sky-high laughter resounded throughout the universe.

"Come on, take over my last baton."

The laughter had just died down, and was followed by a cold shout.

Yang Lin's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the river water fell again.

What remained in the air were two long sticks.

There was no breath, no light.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a roar.

The two sticks of water and fire merge into one.

Everything between heaven and earth seemed to have lost its luster.

Only the shadow of the stick remained.

Extremely sparkling, extremely brilliant.

"Temujin, take over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of a stick appeared, like a colorful rainbow building a bridge across the sky.

"roar~"

What followed was a crazy, hoarse wolf howl.

Under everyone's gaze.

The shadow of the stick that was emitting dazzling light suddenly broke, and then the giant wolf that was roaring towards the sky and emitting mournful cries also exploded.

After a moment.

Yang Lin reappeared, but unlike before, he had returned to his normal size.

But his whole body had become transparent.

"brush!"

As soon as the figure appeared, Yang Lin rushed towards somewhere like a flash.

There, everyone saw a bloody sound falling.

There is no doubt that the only person who could make Yang Lin do this was Temujin.

"Temujin is not dead. Is he going to be captured alive by the Sui Dynasty?" someone exclaimed.

"Hahaha."

Soon, the images in the air gave them the answer.

Yang Lin's figure reappeared, even though his body was about to disappear into the void.

But at this moment, he became the focus of the whole audience, just because of the figure in his hand.

After the laughter died down.

Yang Lin did not speak again, and his entire body had disappeared at this time.

It was at this moment that the surrounding formation suddenly lit up.

As if receiving some kind of support, Yang Lin's body became more solid.

Yang Lin raised his left hand and made a gesture to stop, then turned his head to look somewhere below, a smile of understanding and appreciation appeared on his face.

After doing all this, Yang Lin turned his head again and looked at Gao Changsheng.

The lips, which had become almost transparent, suddenly began to move.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

This is actually voice transmission.

Even the generals in the Sui army showed expressions of extreme curiosity.

But it was obvious that neither Yang Lin nor Gao Changsheng would be able to answer their questions.

After dozens of breaths, Yang Lin stopped.

He who refused the support of the formation was now only a faint, invisible trace left.

"Soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty, listen to my orders!"

Gao Changsheng spoke loudly.

All the Sui soldiers were shocked, and it was obvious that they also realized something.

"Send the King of Backers!" Gao Changsheng's voice fell.

"boom!"

Like a bomb dropping.

A tremendous force rose from the land of Xiangfan.

What followed was a roar that shook the sky and the earth:
"Farewell...King of Patron!"

(End of this chapter)