I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Tang Yu tore the silk into pieces, his face full of anger.

Seeing this, the soldiers did not dare to ask any questions and could only remain silent.

But they could guess that it must have said something like "clean your neck and wait for death."

"Pass the order down, the army is on guard, the coalition forces of the seven dynasties will attack in five days!"

This news was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone.

Is this battle finally coming?

Although they knew that they would eventually die in this war, before the day of the decisive battle, everyone was like a taut string.

When I learned that I would die soon, I felt a lot more relaxed.

Faced with this breaking news, the generals were distracted for a moment before they immediately cheered up and passed the order to their respective troops.

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of Yuan soldiers became agitated.

They were not afraid. After all, those who dared to come here were basically prepared to die on the battlefield at any time.

It was just five days, but it felt like a year to them.

at last.

Five days later.

The scorching sun at noon made it impossible to open one's eyes and look directly at the sun. The armor, exposed to the sun, stuck tightly to the skin, burning the skin red.

The two armies confronted each other on the vast plain, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

The soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty held their weapons tightly, with a fearless look on their faces.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Seven Dynasties Allied Forces had ferocious looks on their faces, and they hit their breastplates with their swords, making a series of "clang clang" sounds.

Millions of troops stretched to the ends of the sight, and the flags of the seven dynasties fluttered in the strong wind.

All kinds of military equipment such as chariots and crossbows are available, and there are as many as 500,000 heavy cavalry alone!

They were wearing armor covering their faces, carrying lances, and were at the front of the team.

Once the charge begins, they will attack from the front at an extremely fast speed, and then cooperate with other arms to form a two-pronged attack, strangling the Yuan army in encirclement.

Although Tang Yu lined up his troops in a row in an attempt to match them in form, he was still far inferior to them.

A breeze blew, and the dry grass rolled and made a rustling sound.

"Anyway, I'm all alone and have nothing to worry about. If I kill one today, I won't lose anything. If I kill two, I'll make a lot of money. Hehe."

"Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved at the same time. It's a pity that I can't fulfill my filial piety in front of my mother."

"Haha, before I came here, my wife told me that she was pregnant again. When my son grows up, I will come back to kill these thieves!"

The soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty talked in low voices, both to arrange their affairs and to encourage each other.

Although they knew that this battle would end in death, they could not help but have some expectations in their hearts.

The Allied Forces of Seven Dynasties.

The commanders of all parties gathered on a chariot, their eyes fixed on the Yuan army opposite.

It is naturally impossible to command an army of over one million people by just one person, and it requires tacit cooperation among them.

But no matter how you look at it, this battle is a one-sided crushing. Even a random charge can crush the opponent into minced meat.

"Have you seen the Great Yuan Dao Zun show up?"

At this time, the Daliang coach asked.

"Even if he comes, what can he do? Can he stop my million-strong army with his bare hands? It's just wishful thinking!"

"Yes, do you really think he would bring a mountain to the battlefield and crush these millions of soldiers to death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Apparently they had also heard of the legend of the Taoist moving mountains, but they all regarded it as a rumor spread by the Yuan Dynasty about the Taoist.

After all, how could anyone in this world really be able to move a mountain that is a hundred feet high?

A moment later.

The originally noisy army of millions became quiet.

Suddenly, the generals on the main chariot drew their swords, pointed them at the Yuan army opposite, and roared.

"Army attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flag bearer waved the small flag in his hand, spreading the order to attack throughout the battlefield through flag signals.

Thousands of drummers mobilized the internal energy and beat the war drums loudly.

Accompanied by the loud and exciting attack drums, the million-strong army of the Seven Dynasties Alliance poured towards the Yuan soldiers like a black torrent.

"kill--"

The sound waves formed by millions of voices coming together are deafening and soar into the sky.

Tang Yu, who was standing at the front, tightly grasped the sword in his hand, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were sliding down his temples.

Faced with this scene, the Yuan soldiers were all trembling and sweating profusely.

They could clearly feel the ground shaking under their feet, and tiny stones kept jumping and falling as the surface vibrated.

The horses under the cavalrymen became restless, snorting constantly and digging the muddy ground with their hooves frantically.

As the million-strong army got closer, the suffocating feeling of oppression almost overwhelmed them.

The troops on the flanks took the lead and rushed to the left and right of the Yuan army, trying to form an encirclement.

The heavily-armored cavalry in front held their lances under their armpits, their eyes cold, and charged forward with unstoppable momentum.

Behind them, there were millions of soldiers in armor and weapons, charging forward with roars and brutal looks on their faces.

The vibrations coming from under their feet became stronger and stronger, and the roars were like the sound of death. Despair was written on the face of every soldier of the Yuan Dynasty.

Tang Yu clenched his teeth tightly, his knuckles gripping the hilt of the sword turned white, and his heart trembled violently.

He suppressed his fear, drew out the sword, and then mobilized his innate strength. His trembling voice was filled with determination to face death.

"Soldiers, follow me and attack!"

Just as they were about to launch a death charge with the intention of sacrificing their lives, something strange happened.

A figure stepped on the magic sword and broke through the clouds, and suddenly appeared above the two armies.

Although the figure looks so small, his peerless appearance can be clearly seen by everyone.

He was dressed in a blue shirt, with sword-like eyebrows, majestic eyes and an extraordinary temperament.

This person is Yan Xiu!

Tang Yu also noticed this situation and looked up hurriedly, his mood instantly becoming ecstatic.

"Master!"

The Yuan soldiers' hearts trembled when they heard their prince's words.

Tao Zun!

It’s Dao Zun!

Dao Zun is here to save us!

Suddenly, everyone was so excited that tears welled up in their eyes and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The commanders of the seven dynasties' armies also saw Yan Xiu, and without exception, there was a hint of ridicule in their eyes.

So what if you are the Dao Master? If you hadn’t come, I could still survive for a while. But since you are here, let’s be buried together!

The millions of troops rushing forward like a steel torrent did not stop because of Yan Xiu's arrival.

At this moment, they had no choice but to charge forward. They would not stop until they had trampled the Yuan army in front of them into a pulp.

Yan Xiu, who was standing high in the sky, couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw this scene.

Immediately, he shook his sleeves, took the Heavenly Thunder Fire Fan in his hand, and madly injected the vast ocean of spiritual power in his body into it as if it were free.

The next moment, the Heavenly Thunder True Fire Fan burst out with brilliant light and emitted a heart-pounding aura.