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In the western border of Dashang, horses' hooves rumbled, dust flew, and the troops on the Mobei West Road meandered all the way north. The sight of the black cavalry made people feel extremely depressed.

The three Mobei armies on the west, east, and middle roads that had already penetrated Dashang's defense line were heading north with all their strength, like three steel knives, piercing straight into the heart of Dashang, the capital of Dashang!

The war between the two Koreas that lasted for three years has reached the final stage, and the victory or defeat is about to be decided.

Just as the Mobei Third Army was detouring northward, the Fourth Mobei Army, which set out from Baidi City to the north of the Great Shang Capital City, also headed south, targeting the Great Shang Capital City.

Are there any soldiers left in Mobei? Obviously, they are gone long ago.

After three years of war, the number of troops continued to decrease. In order to maintain the strength of the Third Route Army, Mobei continued to increase its troops, almost exhausting all manpower and material resources.

The reason why Mobei Babu has been able to persist until now is not so much because of its deep foundation, but rather because it is sustained by one breath.

If the soldiers in front win, the people can survive. Once they lose, it will be a disaster for the eight tribes of Mobei.

Before survival, there is never defeat, only defeat.

Overcast.

In Honglu Temple, in Queen Bai Di's room, Tantai Jingyue looked at the marching formation diagram on the table and frowned slightly.

The Southwest Army and Xuanjia Army returned to support, which put a lot of pressure on Mobei.

The army directly under King Wu of the Great Shang Dynasty was indeed much more elite than the ordinary army.

Although, Mobei has also destroyed armies directly under King Wu such as the Black Water Army and the Qingyu Army.

Chishui.

Tantai Jingyue stared at a large river to the north of the army on Mobei West Road, eyes flashing with concentration.

Here, there may be a fierce battle.

"Chishui."

Li Family, Inner Courtyard, Li Ziye looked at the marching formation diagram in his hand and murmured softly.

It should be here.

At the same time, Dashang Palace and Shouan Hall.

Emperor Shang looked at the information sent by the Shadow Guard, his eyes were slightly cold, and he ordered, "Pass on my order, let King Commoner lead the Rakshasa Army to stop the enemy in Chishui, and do not give way until reinforcements from the Southwest Army and Xuanjia Army arrive. The army on Mobei West Road took half a step across Chishui."

"Yes!"

The Shadow Guard took the order, got up and left.

The next day, at dawn, Mu Bai, dressed in a python robe, walked into the hall in a hurry. He ignored the announcement and walked straight into the hall.

On the dragon bed, Emperor Shang opened his eyes, looked at the visitor, and said calmly, "Bai'er, at this hour, aren't you supposed to be in court? Why are you here?"

"Father."

In the hall, Mu Bai looked at his father in front of him and said in a deep voice, "You asked the Commoner King and the Rakshasa army to stop the enemy Chishui. Should you discuss it with your ministers and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty? In the battle of the Acropolis, more than 2 Rakshasa Half of the army has suffered casualties, and in the hands of the commoner king, there are only more than [-] people left who can really fight. How can we stop more than twice the number of Mobei cavalry!"

"This is happening now. If you can't stop it, you have to stop it."

On the dragon couch, Emperor Shang said coldly, "Once the army on the Mobei West Road crosses Chishui, they can attack the capital at any time. As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a while to use it. Now is the time for them to serve the country."

"Father!"

Mu Bai said angrily, "Chishui is important, but it is far from the point where it cannot be lost. Even if the Mobei West Road army passes Chishui, we can still set up obstacles at other passes to prevent the enemy from moving north. The soldiers on the front line Although we are not afraid of death, how can we let our soldiers die in vain!"

"Fourth brother, pay attention to the tone of your words."

A chill flashed across Emperor Shang's face, and he lectured, "Now, you haven't sat down in the Fengtian Palace yet, so you are not qualified to talk to me like this!"

Just as the father and son were arguing, all the officials in the Fengtian Palace looked at each other in confusion. Halfway up, His Royal Highness suddenly left, leaving the officials in the palace, either leaving or staying.

"Your Majesty asked the Commoner King to guard Chishui. Is there anything wrong? Why did the Fourth Highness react so suddenly?"

In the queue, there were civil servants who did not understand the war. They lowered their voices and asked their colleagues around them to know what was going on.

"The problem is big."

Next to him, an old minister responded in a low voice, "Chishui is not a particularly big river. When the Mobei West Road army chooses the location to cross the river, they will definitely choose a place with low water level and water speed to allow people and horses to cross smoothly. , indeed, blocking the Mobei West Road army when they cross the river can slow down their crossing. However, they are not stupid. They will definitely eliminate all threats before crossing the river. There is nothing around Chishui. The natural danger is that if the commoner king and the remaining 2-odd Rakshasa army go to stop them at this time, it is equivalent to death."

"What is your Majesty's intention?"

The civil servant who had spoken before took a breath and asked in shock.

"You let me die, but I have to die."

The old minister sighed softly and said, "It's a pity. I originally thought that King Buyi was granted the title of King of Martial Arts at such a young age, and he might be able to take over the position of King of Triumph in the future. It seems that I was overthinking it."

While the two were talking, in front of them, Lu Siqing, the leader of the civil servants, clenched his hands tightly, with anger in his eyes.

That was the lives of more than 2 soldiers, and a King Wu who had made great contributions to the Great Shang.

It is true that if the Rakshasa Army can prevent the Mobei West Road army from crossing Chishui, it will be a benefit for Dashang, but the price is too high.

The benefits are far outweighed by the sacrifices.

An hour later.

Li family, inner courtyard.

When Li Ziye heard the news from the palace, he silently put down the marching formation chart in his hand.

It was indeed Chishui.

The old fox was really anxious and didn't want to wait any longer.

"Little Four."

Li Ziye spoke and said softly, "Let Huanzhu start preparations."

"Yes!"

Behind the scenes, Xiao Si took the order and took out the Thousand Mile Telephone Note to convey the young master's order.

"Little boy."

After conveying the order, Xiao Si looked at the young master in front of him and asked with some reluctance, "Will the Rakshasa Army really be completely annihilated?"

Li Ziye was silent and did not answer.

If more than 2 Rakshasa troops can block the Mobei West Road army in front of Chishui, it may be considered a miracle.

In the western border of Great Shang, in front of Chishui River, Huanzhu, dressed in armor, walked alone, looking at the broad river in front of him, speechless and silent.

If this river could be deeper and the current faster, the results might be different.

Unfortunately, in this world, there is no such thing as if.

In the midst of his thoughts, black air surged out from around Huan Zhu. The next moment, a broken sword appeared in the majestic and endless power of the underworld, and the terrifying pressure was looming.

Huanzhu pointed his finger across the sword's edge, blood flowed and stained the sword's body red.

The Zhuxian Sword trembled and quickly swallowed up the blood.

"Zhu Xian."

Huanzhu looked at the broken sword in his hand and said softly, "You will be the witness of King Buyi's last battle in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huanzhu held the sword in his backhand, and immediately slapped the Zhuxian Sword into the earth with one palm.