The Jiming Square can no longer be held, and the white wolf is very clear that not only the Jiming Square can't be held, but also Luoxin Street and Funing Lane. Seven or eight are already unable to hold on. For the time being, let alone the defense area guarded by the monsters of Zhenjiang City.
The defense line of the monster monks was forced to shrink, and it was only within the range of the city lord's mansion. There were no more than ten monster monks in Zhenjiang City. Can't fight back.
White Wolf didn't plan to live, not because he really didn't want to, but because he knew that there was almost no such possibility. His mental power was exhausted, and he couldn't command more wolves. The ferocious beast made a last-ditch effort.
The white wolf walks with the sword in hand, without charging or jumping up, just walking towards the beast calmly, like a person who is generous to die. A real-life tiger roared and rushed towards it, its eyes were full of fierceness. It had already knocked down two monsters in the Qi refining period, and now it was about to tear the white wolf to pieces.
The white wolf's eyes are calm, the kind of silence that is more sad than heart-dead, his footsteps are staggered, his figure flashes, the blood-dripping sword is raised in his hand, the sword light spreads out like a waterfall, the tiger and beast are still in the air, and their body is blocked by the waist Cut in half, blood poured down all at once.
The white wolf is white. He didn't seem to notice and continued on.
Another bear beast from the fairyland ran over, and the ground shook violently during the movement, knocking down the white wolf like a chariot. Blood spurted from the white wolf's mouth and nose, and the sound of bones breaking was extremely ear-piercing. The bear roared and jumped on the white wolf's body, patting wildly with its claws.
After a while, the injured white wolf stood up. The bear beast had been dismembered into pieces and piled on the ground. His footsteps were no longer stable, and he continued to move forward unsteadily. His expression did not change at all, as if feeling Not the pain of a bleeding body.
He just wants to move forward, or fall on the way forward.
Finally, after beheading more than a dozen ferocious beasts one after another, the white wolf was pecked out by two blazing hawks with several huge blood holes in his body. Finally, the white wolf couldn't hold on anymore, and knelt down on the ground holding his long sword. He raised his head, his eyes were calm and calm, a blazing eagle flew down suddenly, flapped its wings in mid-air, and blasted out a huge cloud of fire, completely enveloping the white wolf.
"Die me!" Two sword lights flew from behind the Jiming Square, hit the bodies of the two blazing eagles, and directly blasted them in the air. The white wolf that should have been swallowed by the flames was only slightly burned In an instant, the flame disappeared.
Several powerful beasts made various unpleasant squeaks and roars, and rushed towards the white wolf together, trying to drown him. At this moment, the white wolf's strength was exhausted, and it was burned by the flames again, so it was impossible to survive their attack.
There was a loud bang, as if a meteorite fell in front of the white wolf in mid-air, the several beasts were all blown away in the cloud of rubble and dust, and then the sword lights appeared one after another, beheading several beasts accurately Kill on the spot.
In front of the white wolf is a domineering back.
After beheading the beast, he turned around and helped the white wolf up: "We can't defend here anymore, let's retreat!"
This monk is exactly Zhao Batian.
The white wolf glanced at Zhao Batian, who had no intention of lingering on his last breath, and wanted to shake his head and refuse, but seeing Zhao Batian's appearance, he couldn't say the word of refusal.
The left sleeve of Zhao Batian in front of him is empty, his arm is shoulder-length disappeared, his hair is not all gone, his bloody scalp is exposed, and he has suffered many injuries all over his body. His robe has long since fallen off, and his body armor It's all dilapidated.
Even so, Zhao Batian still gives people a sense of domineering and fearless, like a knife that has been rolled but can still kill the enemy, a ball of flames that can swallow everything although it is wobbly.
The Zhao Batian in front of him is completely different from Zhao Batian from Heishi Ridge, and the tenacity of the sword can't be concealed, and there is a hidden hint of anger.
In this bloody battle, many demon warriors died in battle, and many demon warriors grew up.
White Wolf went to collect Hongxiu's body, led the monsters out of Jiming Square, and followed Zhao Batian back to the City Lord's Mansion. On the way, White Wolf saw many monsters retreating from the original defense area, and the direct descendants of the City Lord's Mansion Then he stepped forward to respond, and finally the entire battle line shrank a circle, leaving less than two-thirds of the original.
When he came to the city lord's mansion, the white wolf found that many leading monsters had arrived. Zhao Bofu, covered in blood, was sitting in front of the gate of the city lord's mansion. a banner.
"Princess, I brought you back the White Wolf Division!" Zhao Batian came to Wu You, with a look of pride that fulfilled his mission, unaware that there were blood drops on his head that kept slipping down his face.
Wu You didn't suffer any injuries, but his appearance was not much better. His clothes were dirty, the braids on his head were gone, and his hair was messy with black hair. It is conceivable that he was also withdrawn from the battle. soon. However, it is the princess who looks like this, not only does not make the white wolf feel that the majesty is compromised, but also has a little more admiration in his heart.
The previous princess looked delicate, more like a delicate porcelain doll, afraid that it would break if touched, but now, the princess who was bathed in blood has quietly transformed, no matter in terms of appearance or temperament, she is more like a predator .
It's not like, it is.
The white wolf did not find Qi Potian and the fox demon proprietress, and many of the little leaders who were still there before are gone now, which means that most of them have died in battle, and they are being treated for serious injuries in the city lord's mansion, and their original positions will be replaced by the monks below .
Li Ye's team of monks now has only more than a thousand people left.
Wu You gathered the new and old leaders together, and stared at them with a temperament like iron. Before she spoke, she saluted and said solemnly: "So far in the bloody battle, five thousand monks have died in battle. I would like to thank you all for resisting the beasts and protecting them." The Seven Sacred Mountains protect the sacrifice of His Royal Highness King An!"
Wei Weiwu hurriedly said: "Why does the princess do this, this is a war of the entire monster clan, and we have a duty to do so."
Wu You nodded, and then solemnly said to everyone: "There will not be too many tactical arrangements in the future, and there will not be several battle zones. We will defend the east of the City Lord's Mansion and fight until the last moment."
The battle begins.
In fact, the battle has never stopped, because the beast horde has not been repelled. The monsters in Zhenjiang City have already seen clearly that the beasts in front of them cannot be repelled. This is the last general attack of the beasts and immortals on Zhenjiang City. The only way to win is to kill all these immortals and beasts. kill.
Wu You took Yoda Xiao and other monks and also participated in the frontline battle. In fact, at this point, there is no longer any front line. There are fights everywhere. Even in the sky above the city lord's mansion, there are powerful immortals and ferocious beasts rushing over to meet the team led by Zhao Bofu.
Zhao Batian was arranged to fight with Li Ye's team of monks, and he led a team of elite monks from the City Lord's Mansion, all of whom were masters above the realm of real people. The intention of Zhao Bofu's arrangement is obvious, to ensure Wu You's absolute safety. With the entire town of Zhenjiang about to be destroyed, Zhao Bofu's arrangement reflected the respect the monster monks had for Wu You and Li Ye from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhao Batian had already lost one arm, and because of the fierce battle, one had no time to grow another one. He disliked that the empty sleeves were hanging in the way, so he simply chopped it off at the shoulder, and just carried the elite monk with a knife The battle is at the forefront, and the fighting is extraordinarily fierce.
Wu You could see it very clearly. Zhao Batian would compete with the immortals when they faced each other. If there were no immortals, he would growl and fight with fierce beasts at close quarters. He tried to save his spiritual energy, and fought with many monsters who knew that they were going to die so generously. Different, Zhao Batian never gave up his desire for victory. He shouted to the monsters while fighting, and used words to encourage them to fight bravely and strive for victory.
Although Zhao Batian's words are always only a few sentences, which are too simple, and it seems that he can't say something that goes deeper into the soul, but he always fights in the most dangerous place, so the effect is always good. The monsters in the world may not have hope for victory, but there is absolutely no one who cheats and cheats.
In this way, Zhao Batian led the monsters to kill group after group of fierce beasts, and exterminated group after group of immortals. His original realm of fairyland went further in the fierce battle and successfully broke through to the real fairyland. This greatly boosted morale.
However, in terms of the entire precarious battle situation, Zhao Batian's victory is still too small. After all, he is only a real fairyland, no matter how strong he is, he can't fight against the Taiyi real fairy and the golden fairyland, so the overall situation of the war has not changed. .
I don't know how long the time passed, Zhao Batian swallowed one pill after another to restore aura and treat injuries, until the pill bottle was empty and the battle was coming to an end.
The end is not about winning, but about losing.
Six or seven thousand beasts, led by hundreds of immortals, surrounded the area around the City Lord's Mansion where there were only two or three thousand monsters, and launched a desperate attack. Many monsters were forced to retreat because there were fewer and fewer companions around them. They had to shrink their defenses and have companions around them to rely on before they could continue fighting.
But Zhao Batian guarded the street and was unwilling to retreat.
I don't know how many times he was blown into the ruins by his opponent. Under the unacceptable gaze of the immortal, Zhao Batian coughed up blood and stood up. Then he raised the long knife in his hand with one hand and yelled hysterically: " For our relatives and friends, for the place where we have lived for generations, and for the demon clan, kill!"
He rushed towards the endless beasts and immortals in front of him again.
There were only fifty or sixty monsters behind him, but none of these monsters flinched, but when he flew out, they also flew up one after another.
One face to face, dozens of fierce beasts were killed and injured, and Zhao Batian had new wounds on his body, and even blood overflowed from his ears.
"For the sake of the monster clan, kill!" Zhao Batian flew up again, and the thirty-four monsters behind him flew up at the same time without any hesitation.
When this round of attack stopped, Zhao Batian was half-kneeling at the street corner, with only a dozen monsters behind him, but in front of him, there were hundreds of beasts and several immortals.
The leader of the Immortal Realm Realm, who was headed by Zhao Batian, lost his temper, and he was not lightly injured. While swallowing the pill, he said seriously: "Surrender, Zhao Batian, you are indeed worthy of being a genius of the monster clan, as long as you are willing to surrender!" Xianting, whether you stay in the Yaozu clan to become the demon king, or go to Xianting as an immortal official, Xianting will not treat you badly. I promise you, I will never break my promise!"
Zhao Batian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed loudly, "Stop farting, I, Zhao Batian, will not surrender to you even if I die in battle!"
The real immortal frowned, and seemed a little incomprehensible, "Why? Zhao Batian, with your ingenuity, you should be able to see that your defeat is doomed, why do you still have to fight to the death? How many people dream of being in the immortal class As long as you are willing to surrender, we can let both of you, father and son, go to the Immortal Court. Now that the Immortal Court is employing people, you can flex your muscles. With your aptitude, it is possible to attack the Da Luo Jinxian. Why bother here? "
Zhao Batian shook his head, his expression was very serious, as if he was talking about his beliefs, "If it was a month ago, I might have surrendered to you, and I might have persuaded my father to surrender, but now I won't. I would rather die here."
"Why?" the fairy asked again.
Zhao Batian smiled, "Because An Wang Li Ye, he let me know what kind of demeanor a man should have, how he should live, so that he can be recognized and respected by others, and how he lives and dies is meaningful. "
"Li Ye?" The immortal was angry, "Just because of that mere mortal?"
"What right do you have to look down on King An? He is a hundred times stronger than you!"
Zhao Batian stared at the immortal, "Of course, it's not just because of King An. It's also because of my father. I finally know how I should live to make him happy and proud. In fact, I'm not afraid to tell you more , I used to think that everyone knows me, recognizes me, and respects me, so that I can appear capable."
"It wasn't until not long ago that I realized that it doesn't matter how many people envy you and respect you. No matter how many people think you are capable, there is nothing to show off. The important thing is that you must make your father happy and proud! Because only he is the one who pays the most for you, expects the most from you, and truly hopes that you will become stronger! Use your own actions to make him happy and proud, that is what is truly precious and truly meaningful!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Batian suddenly rose from the ground, and slashed at the immortal with a knife in one hand. The light of the knife was like a moon, and his momentum was like an abyss. He was like a beast, exuding a breathtaking sense of oppression. He roared Make a sound: "Do you know that Zhenjiang City is protected by my father! You dare to invade Zhenjiang City, kill my monster monks in Zhenjiang City, dare to offend my father's majesty, and hurt him! To make him unhappy, I, Zhao Batian, must slaughter you all today!"
This knife was full of anger, and when it was still in the air, there was a faint sound of thunder, and black clouds rolled in the sky, and purple lightning suddenly appeared, which made people's hearts tremble.
Immortal's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't care less about bickering with Zhao Batian, his eyes were full of disbelief: "How is it possible, you actually entered Taoism with a knife?! No, this is not entering Taoism with a knife, but filial piety... . .. enter the Tao?"
However, no matter what Zhao Batian used to enter the Tao, the power of his knife made the immortal terrified, and he didn't dare to fight recklessly. In a hurry, he raised countless aura barriers in front of him, trying to block the knife.
But he failed.
It sliced through his barrier like a knife cutting tofu, and finally slashed at him, blasting him to death on the spot.
Zhao Batian didn't stop in shape, swung his knife again and again, and killed the immortals and beasts behind him.
People in the world often say that the return of the prodigal son is not worth the money, which shows how rare it is for the prodigal son to return. What the world doesn't say is that the prodigal son who turns around often has a heart of innocence. Because when they look back, they understand why they turned back.
Looking back, you can see what they really value and what they really care about.
After turning around, you can protect these things.
...
While fighting, Wu You saw Zhao Batian rushing into the group of ferocious beasts with a roar and no hesitation, and was overwhelmed by the ferocious beasts in a blink of an eye, but still waving a long knife with one hand and fighting endlessly, his obsidian eyes couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Around her, there are demon warriors lying in a pool of blood, few of them have complete limbs, and many demon warriors were directly blasted to scum in the fierce battle, and they flew back to annihilation to find no trace. But even so, in the face of the attack of fierce beasts, the monsters rarely backed down.
There are only two to three thousand monsters in Zhenjiang City, and the battle damage is close to nine-tenths. Normally, morale should have collapsed and they should have fled and surrendered. But now not only did no monsters surrender, even Zhao Bofu, the city lord of Zhenjiang, had no intention of retreating at all.
If this kind of battle continues, not only will Zhao Bofu die, but he will probably have to watch Zhao Batian die in battle. Facing the siege of powerful beasts and immortals, Zhao Bofu will not be able to effectively take care of Zhao Batian.
Several hill-like beasts rushed in front of them. Wu You threw his fists again and again, and the burst of punches formed a pillar, piercing through the bodies of these beasts. Often a single punch could make a powerful beast fall on the spot. The spells of the two immortals attacked, she quickly dodged, and jumped nimbly in the ruins, dodging all the spells that came one after another.
Her brow furrowed even tighter.
Because there are fewer and fewer monsters around.
Wu You couldn't help it, and wanted to say to these monsters, you can retreat.
Because the result of the battle is already obvious, sacrifice seems meaningless at this moment—because it can't change anything.
But Wu You couldn't say this, she could tell that almost every demon warrior was fighting with the will to die. Although she didn't quite understand this behavior, she couldn't bear to refute it.
For a young princess who grew up in Chang'an's Prince Consort's Mansion since childhood, life is spent in the leisure time of luxurious clothes and fine food, willful nonsense, fantasizing about one thing—that is also what all girls will dream about day and night: what will happen to them in the future? Who to marry and who to spend the rest of your life with.
In addition, even cultivation is actually just incidental.
What is the country, the country, the country, the princess does not need to worry about it at all, because most people with lofty ideals will worry about it. The sons of the clan can become officials and even occupy high positions, but they must not be so powerful that they overwhelm the lord, or they will only bring disaster to themselves—this is what the son-in-law's father said to the princess.
When my father said these things to Wu You, he would often swallow a name: Li Xian.
So in such an environment, from childhood to adulthood, the princess has only done one thing: to become Li Ye's follower. Because Li Ye was the one Wu You identified, and she would spend the rest of her life with her in the future. Before Li Xian fell in Bagong Mountain, that was also what her father-in-law and princess mother meant.
As a clan woman, that was the whole meaning of her life.
If it wasn't for the great chaos in the world, if the world is still peaceful, Wu You's life trajectory in the future would be to marry into Prince An's mansion gracefully, become Princess An, and then take care of her husband and children, and live her life in an ordinary but happy life.
Because he was wholeheartedly for Li Ye, Wu You thought of everything for Li Ye, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice himself in Fengqi Mountain, but also blocked the sword of Xianting for Li Ye.
She is simply for Li Ye.
What is the life of the common people, what is a major national event, that is Li Ye's great cause, but not hers.
She also doesn't understand the feelings of Kuang Fu Sheji, the spirit of gold and iron horses.
She was always just a simple girl.
Originally, she never understood this.
If this is the case, even if she really becomes Concubine An, she is just a delicate princess under the protection of Li Ye's wings, and will never have the qualifications to stand side by side with Li Ye and rule the world together.
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There are many princesses in every dynasty, but throughout the ages, there is only one queen.
Now, after the battle in Zhenjiang City, seeing these monsters die one after another, Wu You's heart was touched, and she suddenly understood a lot of things that she couldn't understand in her simple life for more than ten years.
Some of these monsters shouted for the monster clan before they died, some fought side by side with relatives and friends until the last moment, and some died together with fierce beasts, screaming for revenge for someone, and some Some are shouting about the plan of the Yaozu.
The scene of a bloody battle between a group of ethnic groups until the last moment, no one can remain unmoved after watching it.
Many scenes appeared in Wu You's mind. Li Jian hugged Qi Potian's corpse, gritted his teeth and sobbed and called him to open his eyes; The corpse of the awkward monster; and the figure of the white wolf holding the blood-dripping sword, turning his back to the red sleeve in the pool of blood, and walking resolutely towards the beast...
She remembered that when she was a child, Li Ye would often look up at the sky after rehearsing battle formations with her and Shangguan Qingcheng with clay figurines, and said to them in a high-spirited and pious tone: "One day, I, Li Ye, will devote myself to the world and do my best for everyone." Let's fight against Tang's world!"
The world, what is the world
At that time, Wu You didn't understand.
Wu You's eyes swept across the ruined town of Zhenjiang, the corpses of monsters and the figures fighting with fierce beasts one by one. There was a light of enlightenment in her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice: "So... this is the world."
At this moment, Wu You is in Zhenjiang City, and Li Ye is in Seven Sacred Mountains.
But at this moment, it was the closest Wu You was to Li Ye in more than ten years.
At this moment, the princess really understood her man.