Chapter 219 Spear Dance in the Eastern Capital City

"King of Heavenly Snakes, Yun'an's son will definitely be defeated in front of my commander's 50,000 pagoda army."

Black Wolf King Bi Shihua looked at the Heavenly Snake King who was one of the Eight Great Demon Immortals in the world but was now the fourth thunder tribulation, his eyes moved slightly:

"However, beside him is the Eagle King who is already a Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal, and there is another treasure that can break the vacuum and appear at will. When the time comes, I ask you to take action and completely surround them."

The Heavenly Snake King’s eyes were light and windy as he said:

"You only have the cultivation of a top ghost immortal. If they want to escape, there is really no way to stop them. Whatever, when the time is right, I will take action. After today, Yun'an will no longer exist."

Suddenly, she frowned and shouted:

"Prince Zhou, now that you are here, why don't you show up yet."

Suddenly, a human figure formed in the void, wearing yellow clothes and a tall jade crown. The body was slender and even, and there was a boundless domineering presence in every gesture.

"It's better to come early than to come by chance. It seems that I came at the right time."

This was the third prince who fled from the royal family to the common people after the previous dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty was overthrown. He had not been caught by Da Qian for a long time. As the saying goes, the enemy of his enemy is his friend.

As a sworn enemy of Daqian, he naturally had connections with other countries outside the Ninety-Nine Prefectures early on.

No, after knowing that the Daqian Dynasty actually produced a martial arts monster and an unparalleled god general, he immediately couldn't sit still. How could he just watch the usurping Daqian Dynasty add another help.

At the same time, he also knew that the Yunmeng Empire would never give up.

Therefore, in order to attack the Daqian dynasty, and by the way, he also vented the depression in his heart for decades, and immediately contacted the Heavenly Snake King Xingmou to eliminate Yun'an together.

Ever since Yang Jiao defeated the 100,000 Yunmeng border troops, and based on his military exploits, an imperial edict was quickly sent to Yujing City to promote him to the commander of one side, and granted him a title. He was promoted to three levels in a row, and was promoted to count.

The titles of the Daqian Dynasty are king, duke, marquis, uncle, son and male.

At Qingshakou, the garrison camp is located within the main tent.

Many high-ranking officers of the Daqian Border Army were present in the tent, with smiles on their faces as they congratulated Yang Jiao on his promotion and title.

After a while, there was a sound of notification outside the tent. Immediately, a general approached and reported that the scouts sent out had discovered traces of the Yunmeng Buddha Army two thousand miles away.

As the words fell to the ground, the atmosphere in the tent solidified. The Futu Army of the Yunmeng Empire, known as the best cavalry in the world, was heard by everyone who joined the army.

The entire army not only possesses the mobility and flexibility of innate masters.

Among them, the most elite forward cavalry started out as innate martial arts masters.

You must know that a congenital master can exert 800 kilograms or even a thousand kilograms of force in the swing of his arms. He can fire a 700 kilograms bow and shoot continuously, and he can defeat almost a hundred soldiers.

His agility is like a divine round machine, he can catch eagles and rabbits in one move. He can walk as fast as a galloping horse, jump as nimble as a bird, and has the strength to travel a thousand miles by day and eight hundred miles by night.

From among a thousand people who have practiced martial arts well, there will be more than ten to twenty innate masters. This shows how rare innate martial arts masters are.

So much so that when an army born as an ordinary border soldier faced the Pagoda Army, there was only one ending: they were massacred.

The most important thing is that now, even the highest commander in their army, although he is a Daqianhouye, his cultivation level is only that of a peak grandmaster.

Suddenly, everyone turned their attention to Yang Jiao, who was still calm and composed.

After all, judging from the current situation, there is absolutely no time to ask for help.

"Ahem, Commander Yun, I wonder if you are confident in dealing with the Futu Army."

The commander of the Qingshakou border army coughed slightly and asked Yang Jiao, who was at the top of his left hand.

"The Pagoda Army is obviously well-prepared. Our border troops are facing them, but the mantis arms are like paper, and the Yunmeng barbarians are probably here for me."

Yang Jiao thought for a moment:

"My eldest son's life is a hundred times better than that of the barbarians."

"For today's plan, I will lead one hundred light cavalry to stay, and Commander Qian will lead his army to withdraw from Qingxiakou and wait for reinforcements."

Commander Qingshakou was a little hesitant:

"this"

"Master Marquis, if you don't leave, it will be too late. Commander Yang has the gourd of good fortune with him, so he can protect himself without any worries. I can kill an army of 100,000 people, but it's just a matter of your thoughts."

"Furthermore, we have stationed troops outside Qingshakou. If the barbarians in the clouds try to invade our Dagan territory, we will immediately rush out."

"Commander Yang's move is also for us to delay. We must not let him down."

A confidant of Commander Qingshakou advised sincerely.

Suddenly, Commander Qingshakou showed decisiveness and ordered everyone to lead their own troops to evacuate.

Half an hour later.

Qingshakou fell into silence, filled with the chilling atmosphere before the war.

Yang Jiao was wearing a tailor-made armor, holding a purple spear, and leading a hundred light cavalry, waiting quietly at the border between the Daqian Dynasty and the Yunmeng Empire.

"Master, are you really sure you can deal with the fifty thousand pagoda army?"

The Condor King beside him spoke with a worried expression.

Now, even if you survive a thunder tribulation and use the thunder energy and will of heaven and earth to refine your soul so that your soul has pure Yang energy, you will still be restrained by the qi and blood of the Martial Saint.

Fifty thousand pagoda troops formed a masculine war field with a radius of dozens of miles, which was enough to tear him into pieces.

The use of the gourd of good fortune consumes a lot of soul power every time he travels. Even with his strength, he can only support it five times.

Yang Jiao looked at the looming army in the distance, the blood and energy in his body continued to surge, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"King Condor, when the pagoda army arrives, you can use the gourd of good fortune and hide in with a hundred light cavalry."

"Master, what about you?"

"I want to dance with spears in the eastern capital city, and the spears will be stained with the blood of the barbarians."

Before the Condor King could continue to speak, he ordered:

"Condor King, take them into the gourd of creation."

"yes."

After the Condor King brought a hundred Qingqi into the gourd, he was put into the Qiankun cloth bag by Yang Jiao.

Immediately, Yang Jiao galloped away on his horse, and the boy began to grow up. He was now twelve years old.

After all, his body and appearance are no longer as childish as before, and his demeanor and posture seem to be on the battlefield, and he is not as deep and precocious as before joining the army.

Now he looks like a young general in bright clothes, full of high spirits, confident and unruly.

Yang Jiao has experienced many worlds, including the Holy King of the Yin Yue Dynasty, the First Divine General in Heaven, the World Honored by Wutian, the Scholar Sword Immortal, and the Demonic Monkey.

But now, as a general fighting on the battlefield, he has awakened the passion hidden deep in his heart.

What is the ultimate romance for a man? It is to be proud of the world, to be proud of the world, to be in the country, to be in a pastoral land of poetry and wine, to be surrounded by a wolf.

After a while, Bi Shihua, the Black Wolf King who led the Pagoda Army, narrowed his sharp eyes and immediately waved his hand to signal the army to stop.

"Bi Shihua, all the Dagan border troops in Qingshakou have evacuated, and now they are all stationed outside Qingshakou."

"And for some reason, Yun'an not only did not leave with the army, he even put the hundred Qingqi he brought with him into the storage treasure. Now he is coming again on horseback. It seems that the young man is high-spirited and wants to compete with the sky. Than high.”

After the Heavenly Snake King formed an idea and explored the surrounding situation, he said with some surprise.