The strongest system of the Three Kingdoms in the last days

Chapter 545
After half an hour.

The chaotic battlefield was finally cleared up. In order not to chill the hearts of the soldiers, Mo Wentian not only asked the other soldiers to bury the dead soldiers on the spot, but also promised a huge pension!
Warriors participate in the battle, except for a few who want to practice, basically they go for fame and fortune.

No one wants to be thrown into the wilderness directly after being killed in battle.

So after hearing the promise from the suzerain of the Tianhe Sword Sect, the aura of the army, which had been a little down, became high again, and the panic before it was no longer on the face.

"Sovereign, shall we continue our journey?"

As an elder of the Tianhe Sword Sect, Cambrian also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the momentum of the army had returned to normal.

He looked at Mo Wentian and asked.

But Mo Wentian thought for a while, but decided directly: "Huangtucheng has noticed our whereabouts, and it is not safe to go to Huangtucheng now, let's return to Wucheng first."

"The members of the dark hall appear, presumably the support personnel will arrive soon, and it will be much safer to be stationed in Wucheng during this period."

"Also, don't let those two people die, otherwise it will be difficult for us to explain."

"Okay, let's arrange it now!"

Cambrian nodded and left here with the other three elders and worshippers.

Not a moment.

Under Mo Wentian's command, the remaining Tianhe Sword Sect army set off again, and after changing direction, they immediately turned back towards Wucheng in the southeast direction.

……

In the afternoon of the same day, Liao Ke, who was seriously injured, ran all the way and finally fled back to Huangtu City.

But because he was in a hurry, coupled with the injuries on his body, just after he returned to Huangtu City, the injuries that had been suppressed all of a sudden broke out completely.

"Heaven...Tianhe Sword School...talisman...talisman..."

Looking at another master martial artist in the city who came to meet him, Liao Ke made intermittent voices.

But before he could speak clearly, he passed out directly.

Seeing that even Liao Ke, who was at the peak of the master's strength, was injured so badly, the master warriors who came to meet him knew that something serious must have happened. After making arrangements for the other party, they hurried to the City Lord's Mansion.

This time, the white-haired old man Ren Huangtucheng did not practice, but sat in the living room drinking tea.

When he heard the report from the grandmaster warrior who came, the old man's eyes narrowed at first, with murderous intent bursting out of them, but then he couldn't help laughing.

"It turned out to be the Tianhe Sword Sect of Xiyun Province. It seems that the changes in the world have benefited them a lot. Even the master warriors have appeared. It's really interesting!"

"It's just that when will Tianhe Sword Sect be able to refine talismans, and even two late-stage masters and a warrior at the peak of the master can't help it?"

Having said that, there was another look of doubt on his face.

At this time, the master martial artist who came to report in the room couldn't help but whispered anxiously: "My lord, Liao Ke is seriously injured and unconscious at the moment, and I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up for a while."

"The thing that hurt Liao Ke..."

Before he could finish speaking, the white-haired old man waved his hands and said, "Both Wucheng and Longcheng have fallen into the opponent's hands. Presumably this Huangtu City is also the opponent's target, so let's wait for the opponent to come by himself."

"You don't need to worry about Liao Ke's affairs. We'll talk about everything when someone comes, and the city lord will come forward."

These words were full of majesty that could not be denied.

Naturally, the master martial artist would not have any objections, and after a respectful salute, he turned and left.

……

In order not to have any accidents, Mo Wentian led the Tianhe Sword Sect army to rush on the road at full speed, and finally did not encounter any accidents, and returned to Wucheng that night.

This night, Wucheng was brightly lit.

The thousand Xiantian inner sect disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect were all sent to the aisle of the city wall, and a large number of fires were lit outside the city to illuminate a radius of hundreds of meters, and soldiers were constantly patrolling.

The two great masters in the sect were enshrined directly on the city gate tower in the mid-term.

For a time, the atmosphere in Wucheng suddenly became depressing, and the residents in the city became uneasy and stayed in their homes without daring to come out.

Because there were forty Feiyun chariots joining in, [-] low-grade Yuan stones were specially approved from Nanshan City.

Thirty pieces for each vehicle, enough to support the Feiyun Chariot for twenty overdrawn consumption attacks.

Considering the safety issue, Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and directly refined the Wucheng city lord's order first, and then used this part of primordial stones to activate the Wucheng city's protective formation.

It wasn't until after all this was done that he felt a little more at ease.

As for what's next...

It all depends on whether God will give you a chance!

But fortunately, the next two days passed, and nothing happened.

The entire Su province's forces seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and they suddenly quieted down. Even after the peak master warriors fled back that day, no stronger warriors appeared again.

There was no movement from Huangtu City.

Although Mo Wentian didn't know what the reason was, before the people from Nanshan City came to support them, it would be the best thing for their Tianhe Sword Sect to have such a situation.

Gradually, the atmosphere in Wucheng gradually eased down.

Although the soldiers inside and outside the city did not relax their vigilance, the residents began to resume their previous lives, continuing to wander around the areas of work, rest and leisure.

……

April [-]th of the second year of the new era.

It's the third day since the Tianhe Sword Sect's army moved into Wucheng.

In the morning of this day, Mo Wentian, who had waited for two days for no supporter to arrive, finally couldn't sit still, and was going to discuss matters with the four elders and priests including Cambrian Ji.

If it really doesn't work, they are going to retreat to Ning Province and unite with the forces in Shaanxi Province and Mengze Province.

But just as the five people gathered in the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them again.

Black robes and ghost faces are exactly what members of the Dark Hall wear.

As soon as this person appeared, Mo Wentian and the five Cambrian people who were sitting quickly stood up, with expectant looks on their faces.

"But the supporting adults have come?"

Mo Wentian even asked.

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the black-robed warrior nodded and urged: "This time, the identity of the visitor is unusual, so follow me out of the city to meet him!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

……

Outside Wucheng, Mo Wentian and the five black-robed warriors were waiting ten meters in front of the city gate. There were also hundreds of innate disciples from the Tianhe Sword Sect who were waiting around to welcome them.

Just then.

Boo!
An eagle's cry resounded across the sky suddenly from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, with the ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, a huge monster rushed out of the white clouds in the sky, and flew towards Wucheng rapidly.

This behemoth is a mutated goshawk with a width of more than [-] meters when its wings are spread out, and its body has a surging and powerful aura.

The mutated goshawk came facing the strong wind.

Three figures stood on his back, standing still!

(End of this chapter)