Underworld.

The underworld of Xuantian is divided into three levels.

From the uppermost heaven to the middle level, to the lowest level of wheel realm, the three realms are clearly distinguished.

Just the same time Gao Xuantong died.

Deep in the wheel realm, the blessing land of the dragon courtyard.

Squirt!

Huh!

The wind is howling and the thunder is rolling.

Countless electric snakes seemed to have their own wills entangled and grew stronger, and suddenly their might rose sharply, slashing a layer of yellow light outside the blessed land.

And the yellow light instantly shrank in half, revealing the dragon courtyard behind.

Click!

A thunder fell, breaking through the blessed land and raging in the dragon courtyard.

"ah!"

"The Emperor saves me!"

...

Amidst many screams, a small part of this hanging island-like land was destroyed. I don’t know how many Yin gods, heroes, Yin soldiers, and concubines turned into ashes.

Under a thunder, it is all over the powder!

"Um?!"

At this moment, in the most central Golden Palace, the Taizu of Daxia suddenly woke up: "Is this... Gao Xuantong being beheaded?"

Gao Xuantong's identity is extraordinary. He is not only the direct bloodline of the Great Xia Dynasty, but also Huang Tian's dragon.

It can be said that the body maintains the 50% energy of the Great Xia Dragon Court in the living room!

As soon as he died, the entire Longting Blessing Land's pattern changed suddenly, and he could not even withstand the thunder in the outside world, causing the Blessing Land to suffer terrible damage.

"Xuan Tian is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

The Emperor Taizu of Daxia shouted angrily, and a golden dragon emerged.

The dragon's two-horned four-clawed claws are only a little distance away from the five-clawed real dragon. It is obviously the faded Daxia real dragon.

At this moment, it suddenly appeared on the Golden Palace and roared.

In the dragon roar, four pages of Huangtian and Earth Book emerged, expanding suddenly, as if the four thick walls were guarding the blessed land.

Huang Miang surged, resisting the thunder.

I don’t know how long it has been, but this round of thunderstorm has finally dissipated.

The surviving dragon son and grandson, the important ministers and generals were panicked like dogs, and a terrifying look appeared on their faces: "God's punishment?!"

"quiet!"

Taizu of Daqian opened his hand, and bells and chimes behind him ringed, suppressing the situation: "Go and investigate, how are the damage to each palace?"

These are all gods. When the thoughts move, they are much faster than ordinary people. They will be rewarded soon: "Your Majesty, you have lost 1,372 palaces and 230,000 ghost soldiers..."

From a high altitude, it can be seen that the area of ​​the entire Longting Blessing Land has been reduced by 40% to 50%, which is a very terrible number.

"Is the power of Xuantian the end?

Taizu of Daxia smiled bitterly: "How come... we have already defected to Huang Tian. If we cannot complete the great cause, we will definitely die in a cruel way under the punishment of heaven!"

"Report to Your Majesty!"

The Ziyi Hou stepped out and said, "Now that this happened to Longting, Gao Xuantong must be defeated and killed! What should he do in the future? Please tell us your ancestors! The grandson must do his best, and only the ancestors will follow everything."

Although He had some plans for his descendants, if even the dragon court was destroyed, everything would naturally not be brought up.

Therefore, at this time, we took the initiative to stand up and support our ancestors.

"Okay, it's true that I'm my good grandson in taking into account the overall situation!"

The Emperor Taizu of Daxia smiled with relief, but his eyebrows were bitter: "As soon as Xuantong left, my arrangement in the south became flowing water in an instant! Now this heavenly punishment is a clear proof!"

"For the sake of the present, only by supporting Northern Yan and conquering the south from the north is a glimmer of hope!"

As for letting Gao's bones and blood become emperor again, Daxia Taizu had basically cut off this idea.

Just as investment fails, it is justified to cut off losses in time, and profits are hard to think about.

After all, most of the arrangements Daxia has been given to Gao Xuantong so far.

In addition to this direct line, Gaogang from the north also had some insights. However, the Western Rong countries were not strong in their military power and could never compete with Northern Yan.

"The Master Zhengyang is determined to rule the north first and then go south, so I'm afraid it's a plan!"

Daxia Taizu said slowly.

His relationship with the Taoist Lord Zhengyang is just like Duan Yu and Han Fengzi. The major events are consistent, but there are some conflicts in terms of personal interests.

Today, Beiyan is actually in the hands of Zhengyang Road. Of course, Daxia has also attracted a group of people, which is considered a mix of people.

Not to mention, the current Taoist Lord Zhengyang is also a legend, and is much more convenient than him, a god who can only sit in the dragon court.

"Please rest assured that it is not easy for the north to use troops against the south... The Western Rong countries are far away from the Central Plains. It seems that there may not be a chance at this time!" The Purple-Yu Hou talked happily.

This means that if the north and the south confront each other, there will be heavy casualties and injuries, Gaogang may not have to take the opportunity to rise. In Duan Yu's history, it is the pattern of the Western Xia.

“That’s right…”

Taizu of Daxia waved his hand: "But the main thing is that Huang Tian must win this game. Do not deliberately harm his allies, otherwise we will all be destroyed in form and spirit!"

...

Plain battlefield.

The war lasted for a day, and most of the yellow-clad zombies were finally killed.

As for those who escaped sporadically later, Duan Yu had no choice but to order his qi refiners to try his best to hunt them. There must be some fish that missed the net.

It can be imagined that from now on, there will be some terrifying legends of ghouls near this plain.

The setting sun is like blood.

The entire battlefield, after artillery fire, poisonous gas raged, human and horse corpses fell all over the ground, and there were a large number of broken limbs and dead bodies, as well as the remains of corpses and ghouls, which were even more terrifying than a flesh-and-blood hell.

Because of the raging poisonous air, Duan Yu used his magical powers to roughly blow away the poisonous fog, and ordered the army to leave the plain to station and come to clean the battlefield the next day.

The Heavenly Master can call the wind and rain. When it is night, it will rain a few heavy rains and wash the battlefield, and the residual poisons should be almost exhausted.

The lights are brightly lit in the tent.

In any case, today was finally a big victory, so there was a banquet.

The soldiers with pale and trance below also had a meal. However, after the daytime scene, there were still a few people who could eat meat, which was really hard to say.

"It's so tragic!"

Qin Feiyu and other generals did not hide the sigh on their faces in front of Duan Yu: "The subordinates have fought so many battles, and never have been so tragic!"

When ordinary troops fight, the losses will never exceed half. Basically, they will collapse by 20 or 30% of them. Some become prisoners, and some become deserters.

Unless it was planned and forced to the Jedi, there were few annihilation wars.

But this time it's different!

King Jing was against King Xia, 40,000 troops against the 40,000 troops. King Xia’s 10,000 old camp was either bombed or died under his own population, and was completely destroyed.

Duan Yu is not much better. He died of normal battle, was bitten by corpses, poisoned by poisonous gas, and deserters. There were 0,000 yuan in total, and it was just over 20,000 yuan.

More than half of the casualties mean that the risk has reached a very dangerous critical point and the organization is almost destroyed.

"The loss exceeds 20,000..."

Duan Yu pursed her lips and smiled, "It's better than Gu expected..."

He had known for a long time that Gao Xuantong was not simple, and it was not surprising that he would have won all 40,000 yuan this time.

Now it seems that I have made a profit, earning 20,000 yuan in vain.

After studying the corpse ghosts, Duan Yu knew very well that even if he gave Gao Xuantong another year, it would not even take a year. When the other party upgraded the Yellow-clothed Army to the elite level, the army would be almost invincible.

Therefore, no matter from any aspect, this time it was a big victory!

Although the price is indeed a bit miserable.

"Okay! This time it's a big victory!"

Duan Yu clapped his hands and looked at the generals below: "And, since Gao Xuantong died, Jiaoman, Huanzhou is the thing in our bag! Flying fish!"

"The last one will be here!"

Qin Feiyu leaves the line.

"Simplify these 20,000 troops, and you can still get together ten thousand people. Take the cannons and conquer these two states, hurry up! Also, don't let the high dive go!"
To be continued...