Asked About The World Of Mortals

Chapter 103 Unexpected ending

After all the famous generals were lost in Lihuo City, there were not many discerning people left in the Western Wilderness. At least the king and the prince Mang Zhan did not have too keen judgment, and they never thought about Nanli who was on the verge of annihilation and finally took a breather. Instead of licking his wounds, he took the initiative to counterattack so quickly.

The whole country was still breathing a sigh of relief over Daqian's withdrawal, and was looking forward to a period of recuperation and recovery. Nanli's large-scale entry shocked the people of Xihuang.

This kind of misjudgment that was never thought of led to Xihuang's extremely slow response and complete lack of organized and decent defense. The Nanli army was so powerful that it broke through every city along the way in a few days and directed its troops towards Xihuang's capital.

It was only then that Mang Zhan finally gathered the defeated troops and gathered the capital for the final defense of the capital.

Standing at the top of the city, looking at Li Qingjun who was standing in front of the formation with his spear drawn, Mang Zhan's eyes were a little dazed. A few days ago, he led his army to besiege her, thinking about how to capture and humiliate her when the city was breached... But in just a few days, everything turned upside down, and she led an army to the city.

Mang Zhan is just a middle-aged man. No matter in terms of strategy or force, he is far inferior to his old enemy Li Qinglin. When Nanli was sent as an envoy, Nanli was still able to miss the target with a stick and spear by Qin Yi, who had not yet broken through Innate. Not really. It should be said that he himself felt that Li Qinglin was his old enemy. In fact, in Li Qinglin's eyes, he could hardly find his place in a head-to-head battle. The two were never on the same level.

But Mang Zhan is not an incompetent and brainless second generation ancestor. He is indeed a veteran general who is accustomed to fighting on the battlefield. He has been involved in at least many invasions of Nanli. He is also relatively mature politically and is a stable prince who can crush all his brothers. After Mang You and other generals died in Lihuo City, Mang Zhan became the last pillar of the Western Wilderness.

The centipede is dead but not stiff, and there is such an opponent holding on to the last capital. This battle is not easy to fight.

This is the battle of national destiny, breaking the city and destroying Xihuang. Once it cannot be defeated, Nanli itself will collapse.

"Woo..." The low horn sounded, and the drums resounded throughout the sky. The Nanli Army carried ladders and braved arrows to reach the city wall. From a distance, one side of the city wall is covered with people, like a black swarm of ants. Rolling logs and boulders fell on the city, and some of the soldiers climbing up screamed and fell, while the brave ones behind continued to climb without fear of death.

Some generals with higher martial arts skills used the ladders and the shoulders of the soldiers to climb directly to the top of the city in a few steps.

There were firelight and black smoke everywhere, and it seemed like two kinds of heaven and earth had merged into one under the falling snow.

Qin Yi watched from a distance, always feeling a sense of detachment.

It seems that human life is no longer human life, and the "ant-possessed" fighting method is really like human life. In a daze, I can also feel what Ming He is thinking when he looks at people. They look at the sergeant, and Ming He looks at them. Isn't it the same...

Quietly looking at Li Qingjun, Li Qingjun's expression was cold and solemn, without any sign of weakness or sympathy.

Qin Yi knows this is natural.

Over the past two months, her innocence should have been wiped away long ago. Her red makeup and yellow makeup were locked in the cabinet and replaced with a blood-colored military robe and cold iron armor. Now Li Qingjun is a famous player who is growing rapidly.

She already has this aptitude, just like the spear light that rushes towards the spider demon in the wind and rain.

In this kind of decisive battle with thousands of troops, Qin Yi can't help much on the battlefield. Although there are some AOE skills, their range is not large, they cannot be used many times, and it is easy to accidentally damage friendly forces.

But he can play some very special supporting roles.

On the city wall, Mang Zhan was forcing a Nanli general back with a spear, when suddenly a soldier beside him shouted in horror: "Prince, Prince... in the sky..."

Mang Zhan turned around and opened his eyes wide.

Hundreds of Nanli elites, taking off their battle armor and wearing only their armor, flew over from the sky and approached the city wall...

"What the hell is this? Can people from Nanli fly? What a fart!"

It's not that people from Nanli can fly, it's just that Qin Yi quickly made a hundred floating talismans and controlled the direction of floating flight. His limit is only able to control a hundred, and the speed is not fast.

But even so, it has already brought disaster to the Western Wasteland defenders.

Several Nanli elites were shot down in flight, and most of them fell into the city. They cut down everyone they saw and went straight to the city gate.

If this changes inside the door, there will be big trouble. Mang Zhan anxiously sent people down to the city wall to deal with it, but Li Qingjun moved over there.

Taking advantage of the chaos at the top of the city, she led the last of her soldiers and rushed straight to the city gate.

Before anyone arrived, the powerful spear light had already pierced the gap in the city gate.

The city gate shook.

There was a loud noise, and Qin Yi swung his stick and broke the chain next to the door.

Under attack from both inside and outside, the city gate finally opened.

Thousands of troops and horses swarmed in. Li Qingjun looked neither sad nor happy, and went straight to the battle with his gun drawn.

Qin Yi sighed, this should be done...

At this moment, Liu Su's voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness: "A strong person is approaching, be careful!"

Qin Yi was shocked. Dust rose in the distance, flying sand and rocks. The flying snow all over the sky was swept away and scattered. A vortex formed in the air, and someone was approaching quickly.

In just an instant, the visitor had arrived at the top of the city, floating in the air and looking indifferently at the battle below.

This is a strong man who looks like a savage, with a naked upper body, big bare feet, a tiger skin around his waist, a necklace of bones and teeth around his neck, a wooden staff in one hand, and a scimitar in the other.

An extremely terrifying aura enveloped the battlefield. The soldiers who were engaged in a fierce exchange were unconsciously frightened by the evil aura and slowly stopped.

There was total silence on the battlefield.

Li Qingjun and Mang Zhan exchanged blows and retreated unconsciously, leaving both parties in shock.

Mang Zhan didn't know who it was, and Li Qingjun didn't know either, but it was obvious that it was beneficial to Xihuang to have elbows and armpits at this time. What's more, this appearance looks like the tribal image in the early days of the rise of the Western Wilderness... Could it be some great witch who lives in seclusion in the Western Wilderness?

Mang Zhan was surprised and said: "Senior... it seems to be very similar to the portrait in my ancestral temple..."

"Ancestral Temple..." The visitor spoke in a loud voice: "Is your surname Mang?"

Mang Zhan said: "Exactly, my name is Mang Zhan, Prince of the Western Wasteland."

"Prince...this kind of Middle-earth title is unbearably vulgar. Nanli's gang can just learn it. Why do we in the wilderness need such a thing?"

Mang Zhan: "..."

The visitor said coldly: "It seems that it is you who disturbed my meditation by praying and worshiping our ancestors. It is really ridiculous that you are going to be destroyed by the Nanli people."

Mang Zhan was surprised and happy: "Really...really our ancestor? Our ancestor is really alive?"

Qin Yi and Li Qingjun's hearts twitched at the same time.

Is there really an ancestor who practiced witchcraft and lived a long life in the Western Wilderness?

Trouble this time...

The visitor said coldly: "More than ninety years ago, if I hadn't secretly helped you, your ancestors would have been wiped out in a tribal war. How could you have unified all the tribes and established the Great Wilderness?"

Mang Zhan was ecstatic and pointed at Nanli's army: "These thieves invaded my homeland..."

Qin Yi suddenly interrupted and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, can you stand it?"

There was a fragrance in the field again, and a stunning female crown appeared in the field: "But Mang Mountain Venerable? Central Heaven Divine Watchtower Ming He is polite."

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

It is a bit too much for a High Level monk to interfere in the human war. Ming He can usually be said to just watch, but if other monks intervene, it will not only be a human matter. Ming He should also show some intimacy... At least he claims to owe a favor because of the sword array...

I never imagined that this would turn out like this. If Mangshan Venerable is so awesome, why would Nanli and Xihuang be at odds with each other for hundreds of years?

But Mangshan Venerable looked at Ming He and showed his first smile since he appeared: "Central Heaven Divine Watchtower, it seems that you are from the first palace, not bad. Go back and say hello to the revered master."

It seems that his attitude towards Ming He is much better than that towards his descendants...

Ming He nodded: "Venerable is determined."

Mangshan Venerable smiled slightly: "Are you Central Heaven Divine Watchtower on the side of the Nanli people?"

Ming He shook his head and said: "Juniors are just watching. Things in the world are done, and it is against the rules for you and me to interfere."

"Who said I was going to intervene..." Mangshan Venerable suddenly reached out and pointed at Mangzhan.

With everyone stunned, Mang Zhan didn't even have time to scream, before his whole body exploded and turned into a ball of rotten flesh.

Ming He frowned and asked, "What does Venerable mean?"

"I have been thinking about the reason why I am stuck in the realm of Huiyang and have not taken a step out for a hundred years." Mangshan Venerable said lightly: "I received a prayer today, and I suddenly woke up. I thought I was far away. In this world, if you never care about the affairs of future generations, do you think you have no worries? But if there is a real tie, and you can hear it when you pray, then you are just deceiving yourself and others, and this is the root of the Great Dao's inability to move forward."

Ming He: "..."

Mangshan Venerable took a step in the air and arrived directly at the Xihuang Palace: "Then let's put an end to this mistake and let everything go to silence."

Huge footprints flew down from the sky, and the entire Xihuang Palace became ruins. Amid the desolate smoke, Mangshan Venerable strode away without even looking this way.

Qin Yi opened his mouth wide and looked at the direction where this person was going, but he still hasn't reacted yet.

This is……

Did he kill his own descendants with his own hands?

"Is this the Tao?" he couldn't help but ask Ming He.

Ming He was silent for a moment: "The Tao is different, but this is indeed the Tao."

(End of chapter)