"Give me the order to go and explore again to see how many masters from the Demon Sect have come."

Wang Zhongyi felt that the Demon Sect was probably more than just a high priest.

The masters of the Demon Sect are by no means only the high priest.

If it were just the high priest, with Shan Chang, Yuan Tiangang and Zheng Jie around, it would be impossible for the Demon Sect to cause any big waves.

But if there is any other help, it's hard to say.

"I heard that the Western Region is not peaceful now, and there is also war in Jiannan Road."

Wang Zhongyi smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's really a troubled time. But in this way, we can allow all the people with lofty ideals to fight against the enemy with one heart."

"Don't worry, Commander Jiedu. As long as you give the order, the brothers will fight with the prairie barbarians. I don't know who gave them the courage. The prairie barbarians actually bullied them to Chang'an. Chang'an is at the feet of the emperor.

One breath of spit can drown them all."

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...

Ashina Zhuo and the high priest of Mo Sect were sitting in the tent of the Chinese army, their eyes were gloomy.

"High Priest, you haven't attacked for so long. This is not the way to go. There is a saying among the Central Plains people that it is a rush of strength, then it will weaken again, and then it will be exhausted. I think it makes sense. If you continue to delay the attack for a long time, your morale will be damaged.

It will fall. It is easy for morale to fall, but it is too difficult to rise again."

Ashina Zhuo's attitude towards the high priest has always been very respectful, but this does not mean that he can endure it forever.

You must know that the 200,000 people who besieged Chang'an were his entire wealth.

He had bet all his fortune on it, and naturally he didn't want to lose it all.

"This kind of thing cannot be rushed. The time has not yet come."

The High Priest of the Demon Sect exhaled a long breath and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It will take some time to move to the west and south, and the Dark Door has not yet been opened. It would be detrimental to us to start a war rashly at this time."

Ashina Zhuo frowned upon hearing this.

The situation on the west and south sides is pretty much the same.

But something as mysterious as the Dark Gate really made him feel a little suspicious.

The Dark Portal comes from a very ancient legend.

Legend has it that on the prairie tens of thousands of years ago, a man made a contract with the devil. He opened the door of darkness that had been sealed for many years and released the devil from the land of nothingness.

After that, he became a servant of the devil and has been doing things for the devil.

It is said that this is the origin of the Demon Sect.

In other words, all practitioners of the Demon Sect are essentially descendants of the original servant of the Demon.

"High Priest, is the Dark Portal really real?"

Ashina Zhuo said with some doubt.

"of course it's true."

The high priest frowned and said, "What do you mean? Do I need to lie to you about this?"

"That's not what I meant, but..."

Ashina Zhuo sighed: "But what if the door of darkness really opens and the devil is summoned, and there is no way to end it?"

"These are not issues you need to worry about."

The high priest was obviously a little unhappy.

"We are all servants of the devil, and what we have to do is to do our best to make all the preparations. Furthermore, the Dongyue Sword Master will also visit Chang'an in person in the near future. Can you rest assured now?"

"What, Wei Wuji is coming to Chang'an?"

Hearing this, Ashina Zhuo felt ecstatic in his heart.

If the devil is something invisible and intangible, which makes people feel illusory, but Wei Wuji, the swordsman of Dongyue Sword Pavilion, is completely different.

This is the top expert in the world, an unparalleled genius who can be ranked in the top two with Shanzhang.

What is the level of the Mountain Chief, what is the level of the Dongyue Sword Master.

Of course, the two have never had a serious fight, so no one knows what their strength is.

"Wei Wuji is a wonderful man, and he chose the right time to come to Chang'an."

High Priest Youyou said: "Just be optimistic, Wei Wuji will definitely take action when it is easiest to get benefits."

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Chang'an City, bad people's yamen.

Zhao Xun looked at a letter with a solemn expression.

This letter is very unusual. It was sent by Feng Hao from the Western Region using the teleportation technique.

Or...

It was sent by Feng Hao from Shazhou.

Because the Western Region was lost.

With the support of the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions, the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions suddenly turned their backs and launched an attack on the Anxi Army.

In order to preserve his strength, Liu Lin, the Great Protector of Anxi, had to make the decision to lead his army to break out of the encirclement.

After leaving the Duhufu, the Anxi Army was pursued and suppressed by the rebels along the way.

Fortunately, the Anxi Army was finally supported by the Shazhou Army and reached Shazhou without any danger.

Feng Hao witnessed the miracle throughout the process and used all his cultivation skills.

After this battle, Feng Hao's vitality was severely damaged, and it would be impossible for him to return to his peak state within a year and a half.

"It's really not easy."

Zhao Xun's emotion is not without reason.

Feng Hao is a second-grade practitioner, and it is hard to say whether there are any superior-grade practitioners in Western Tantric Buddhism, but he must be a first-grade practitioner.

Relying on the strength of the second grade to forcefully conquer the first grade, and fighting until exhaustion. This is simply a model for practitioners.

At first, Zhao Xun didn't like Feng Hao very much, but as time went by, Zhao Xun found that Feng Hao was a very responsible person.

This sense of responsibility is not only towards Emperor Xianlong, a dog emperor who does not want to be a son of man, but also towards every common people and every soldier of the Zhou Dynasty.

Zhao Xun was very touched by this, and he was convinced that he and Feng Hao were the same kind of people.

The people are the most important thing, the country is the second most important thing, and the king is the least important thing.

This is not just a slogan, but Zhao Xun’s real understanding.

It doesn't matter whether you are a wise king or a faint king.

After all, these are just specks of dust in history.

Only the common people are eternal, or in other words, only the human group is eternal.

"It is indeed difficult for the imperial court to spare its hands to deal with the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions."

Zhao Xun murmured to himself.

Chang'an was besieged, and the troops of King Qin were everywhere.

It would have been good if Emperor Xianlong had not transferred the troops from Shazhou and Guazhou to Chang'an. It was simply impossible to send additional troops to the two states to regain the Western Regions.

In fact, Zhao Xun felt that the reason why Emperor Xianlong did not mobilize Shazhou and Guazhou troops to march to Beijing was not because he didn't want to, but because the two states were too far away from Chang'an.

It took several months to reach Chang'an from Erzhou, and by the time they arrived, the day lilies were already cold.

Therefore, Emperor Xianlong should have wanted to let the two states fend for themselves, just like the Western Regions.

If you can hold it, defend it; if you can't, retreat.

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