Yama Rising Chapter 750: : Situation in Three Provinces

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"Yes." Several waiters immediately followed Qin Ye, and soon followed him to the conference hall.

The conference hall is small and antique. It is a battlefield and does not need to be comfortable. When Qin Ye arrived, Arthas, Nobunaga Oda and Son, Zhao Yun, and ten other generals who had been promoted during the war were already sitting here.

Most of the people promoted were modern Yinlings, but they also wore ancient armors with long hair. As Qin Ye opened the door, all the generals immediately wanted to stand up, Qin Ye pressed his hands casually:" Don’t be polite, everyone sit down."

Qin Yelong and Zhang Fengzi sat on the main seat, and Arthas looked at him deeply. I have to say that King Yama has begun to take shape. Every time she saw it, she couldn't help feeling very much in her heart.

Who would have thought that the poisonous snake who sprayed her venom at that time could get this far?

The so-called aura is mysterious and mysterious. If you have to explain, it is that one person's strong self-confidence affects others. There are many sources of confidence, but the fundamental is strength. There is no doubt that Qin Ye now holds all the land in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, and has reached a peak in strength and self-confidence.

"It's been half a month since the three armies encircled Xichuan." Qin Ye has no politeness, hard work is his style. He crossed the beads in his hands, and spoke without hurriedly: "All deployments are basically completed, and the rest is the last battle. Qi (qi)hao."

"Yes." A young Yinling stood up, Qi Hao, the temporary clerk during the war, worked very well, methodically, and made clear priorities. Qin Ye already had the idea that when the war was over, let him sit in a city to exercise.

After the war, it was naturally Dazhi. Need to use people... No, there are too many places to use ghosts.

Qi Hao bowed and said respectfully: "The total amount of Yin Qi in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan is as high as 40 million. It is predicted that there will be more than one million Yin soldiers and no fewer than five judges."

"Last week, Master Qin Xuan recruited the beast Taoist master again, and was rejected by the opponent again. Now it is almost certain that all the ghosts in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan have gathered at Jianmen Pass. Ready to fight to the death with our army..." He straightened up. After a pause, with a wave of his hand, a light curtain unfolded in the sky, which was a map of Xichuan.

Just in the northwest corner of the map, there is a huge red dot. The three words next to it are clear: Jianmenguan!

Qin Ye stopped the string in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "It means that they didn't put all their main forces at Jianmen Pass to fight us to the death?"

This behavior is stupid.

Dong Zhuo has a lot of troops, but...the quality is extremely low, and there is no military formation. To guard against the impact of the more than 200,000 troops left in the underworld, there is no hope at all. Scattered defense is equal to death. However, the other party did so.

"There is one more thing." Qi Hao respectfully said: "The number of people Zhao used the sky eye technique a few days ago. It is certain that there is an advanced artifact left in Xichuan, because even General Zhao's sky eye technique I can't see through, the entire three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan are shrouded in endless yin. But..."

"Only one piece."

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows in astonishment, and Zhao Yun nodded and said: "I'm sure there is only one. I can only feel the power of a creation-level artifact, and it is not complete. This breath is very familiar, it is Yan Luo Printed fragments. But... I didn't feel the magic furnace of Anwen."

"There are not many artifacts of this level in the world. There is only one in the underworld that has been passed down for thousands of years. If it is there, I cannot feel it."

Qin Ye leaned on the chair, frowned and looked at the Yin Qi Map, and suddenly said: "The army of ten million Yin Qi is placed at Jianmen Pass, and he will fix himself

Shourong City. If our three armies jointly attack Jianmenguan, we can eat this army in one breath. Is Dong Zhuo crazy? "

Without waiting for everyone to speak, he stood up and lightly tapped the map: "Do you feel... he doesn't want to guard Jianmen Pass, but instead wants to defend Rongcheng?"

"Yes." Zhao Yun muttered: "Jianmen Pass is not close to Rongcheng. I don't believe that Rongcheng Mansion is better developed than Pengqiu. With such a long distance, even our army will have to travel for several days. Once Jianmen is in a hurry, can Dong Zhuo be able to support it?"

"The final view, Jianmen Pass... He is probably just a symbolic defense. Once they find that we have the idea of ​​encircling the three armies or attacking with all their strength, they will immediately retreat. Then... retreat to Rongcheng and us Fight to the death. But... this is even more strange."

Zhao Yun tapped his finger on the tabletop lightly: "Dong Zhuo is not stupid. He should know that he can only truly separate his territory now only after he finishes his work. I believe he knows better that he is definitely not an opponent of the underworld army. Then, the most A good choice is to fight to the death with us at Jianmenguan Tianching. But his current method of using troops only symbolizes that he has to give up natural dangers and retreat to the plains. But generals who can use a little bit of troops will not do this."

Qin Ye continued: "Unless...Rongcheng Plain has a reason for him to do this."

"What's the reason?" The two of them asked and answered, seemingly torn apart.

"Bei Shi Anwen's magic furnace." Qin Ye smiled, sat down, took a sip of the fine porcelain teacup handed by the police next to him: "Although you didn't feel it, I still think... The magic furnace of Bishi Anwen is in these three provinces. The existence of the same level as Yan Luoyin... Yan Luoyin is broken, but it is not broken. A complete artifact of creation...Tsk tusk... I think this is him Dare to break the confidence of sinking the boat."

There is no evidence, but in the current situation, only this kind of guessing is in line with the situation.

"Then why didn't he bring the magic furnace of Anwen to fight us to the death at Jianmenguan?"

"Who knows." Qin Ye said quietly: "Perhaps...I can't hold it up?"

"Don’t forget, in the mythology, it’s the purest one who picked it up, and it was picked up by mortals...Of course, this is just a guess by the official. How about it...the Holy Grail must be immovable. The reason, you will know when you hit it." He smiled and looked at Zhao Yun: "Master Zhao, this battle...If the opponent uses a creation-level artifact, are you sure?"

"Leave it to the final general." Zhao Yun stood up, bowed his hands and said: "A fierce ghost, no matter how much he uses a magical weapon, he will never be able to play his original role. Moreover, he is still at the judge level, even if he can perform a tenth. Not bad. One-tenth of the power will eventually be blocked with confidence."

Qin Ye nodded and stood up, looking around the audience like electric eyes: "Very good. Inform Su Da's hungry ghost army, Qin Yan's Shura army, four days later, Xichuan will converge."

"Everyone..." He took a deep breath: "Along the way, every army has experienced battles, large and small. But... this is the last. The last song of the war of unification! No one! Don’t take it lightly!"

"A week later, the three armies attacked Xichuan! Strive to unify the country within a quarter!"

"Yes!"

The history of the prefecture: The prefecture has been around for seven years. Two hundred and forty thousand troops and the three armies encircled Xichuan, and launched the final battle to unify the country, known as the Battle of Rongcheng.

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The wind whimpered across the ground. As if the wind felt the blood of the yin spirit and the coldness of war. Blow countless black flags rustling. Infuse every yin spirit with a murderous breath

Chest.

This is the last part of Xichuan, the last incomplete part of the territory of China. Oncoming, is a huge wall. Magnificent and lofty. Although it is far worse than Pengqiu, it is more than twenty meters. On the city wall, the cold light is shining, and there are countless crossbows.

The towers on the city wall have a strong late Han style. The armor of all soldiers also carried the style of the Han Dynasty. I'm afraid no one would have thought that there would be such a city on the western edge of the Chinese government.

Crack, crack, rhythmic footsteps sounded from the tower, and it was time for shifts. A row of sergeants in black armor came up and replaced the soldiers who had stood guard before. A middle-aged old man took a deep look outside, sighed and shook his head.

"Fifth Uncle, what's the matter?" A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy next to Yin Ling asked suspiciously: "What are you sighing about?"

The fifth uncle smiled bitterly: "It's going to fight, and it will kill people... I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die... After all, we are also out of luck in Yang Jian. The car I took you in turned over... …"

The young man shrugged: "What are you afraid of? Didn't we say that it is a rebel? We haven't seen the boss attacking other gathering places. Productivity and technology are not at the same level with us..."

The young man babbled endlessly, Wu Shu said nothing, just gently stroked the city wall. Silent smile.

Little guy...you are too young...

What kind of bird do you think Mr. Dong is? The history books have been stinking for thousands of years, and I have to say that now I am holding a jade seal, which is the orthodox of the underworld. One does not see the Yama of the Ten Temples, two does not see the Divine Truth, and three does not have a book of life and death... Yan Luoyin? What it is? Never heard of it.

After I came to Xichuan, I acted as a blessing and treated ghosts and people like pigs and dogs. However, no one expected... Decades ago, a huge city suddenly came down. This made his strength soar.

The Shuhan Palace.

This is the name of this city. It's not big, it's only a few square kilometers. According to the local Yin Ling of Rongcheng, this is the Shuhan Palace of Liu Bei during the Three Kingdoms Period. What he knew was that the Shuhan Palace was destroyed in the Cultural Revolution. I can only say... things are impermanent, and things like luck are elusive.

Armor, crossbow, cloth...Almost all are complete. There are more than two thousand skeletal horses. Thanks to him, Master Dong took down the other two nearby provinces. However... he usually takes the initiative to attack, but this time... he even called all the generals back!

The comer is not good...

This is the wisdom of life. He looked worriedly at the dark sky, this time the opponent...probably not easy to meet. For several days, the ghost fire in his right eye jumped wildly. Now, even standing here, I feel the yin wind wailing.

"Zizzi——!!!" At this moment, outside the city, on the horizon, a cloud of clouds suddenly blew up! With a heart-piercing scream, several Yin spirits rushed straight into the palace in the wind and wind.

"Here...they are here!!" "Open the door! Open the door! Master Dong! We are willing to take refuge in you!"

The cries of horror made Wushu ghost fire jump wildly again.

Who is here?

Each of them is much stronger than the soldiers. Master Dong said in his speech, this is called a disparity, and there are levels. And recently... more and more impermanence are coming from everywhere! And every one of them carries a pungent blood. Came here as if fleeing. And Mr. Dong accepts all orders!

Who is... chasing them?

Who is it... let these wild wolves prefer to lose their territory and run here?

It's... a lion?

Or a dragon?