At this mont, these hundred thousand n have transford into an isolated army with morale soaring like a rainbow.
The conditions are harsh, and maintaining morale is difficult.
If a speedy victory cannot be achieved, the entire army’s morale will quickly collapse.
It’s extrely risky.
Breaking Army could list many shortcomings, but without any doubt, at this mont, this state has settled, his eyes gleaming with an excited purple light as he looks at the young lord galloping at the forefront.
Li Guanyi has donned his armor.
...
Long Han’er heard sounds from afar, she pressed her lips together, and at this mont, the nobles of Aqini City had all co out. They were going to follow the decision made more than a decade ago, evacuate this city again, and go to other places to avoid the impending storm.
Wait for the Whale Hunters to leave, and then return.
The city lord of Aqini, also an expert of the Demon Sect, said with a smile: "The Martial Arts Legend, though very powerful, almost unrivaled, in the end, cannot kill everyone in this world."
"Once he leaves, we can co back."
"Like that ti back then."
Long Han’er nodded absent-mindedly, thinking about what the Guardian King said, who was the other person? Would it be a master from the Martial World?
The noisy sounds around her made her mind a bit disorganized, furrowing her brows:
"What is this sound?"
"Is it going to rain?"
The city lord of Aqini said: "Indeed, there seems to be so rumbling thunder, but it is not yet autumn, not yet the rare rainy season in the Western Regions..." He furrowed his brows, Long Han’er also looked up into the distance—
Due to the dry weather leading to a sandstorm, the sky seed sowhat dim, but looking far away was still extrely expansive, giving a feeling of vast freedom. The city lord of Aqini said with a laugh: "Rest assured, Holy Daughter, our Holy Sect’s strength is formidable."
"Not sothing ordinary sects can match!"
Long Han’er nodded, wondering what exactly the sound was; the muffled thunder kept coming, getting louder and louder, martial world experts, and heroes felt an unexplained anxiety, even their mounts began to beco restless.
Even the Dragon Horse, blood of the Exotic Beast, exhibited an incredible unease at this mont; the scouts sent out had not returned, and Long Han’er’s unease grew stronger.
Due to the sandstorm, visibility was very low, suddenly a bright eagle’s cry sounded, she looked up and saw a hawk circling in the sky, like an emissary of a deity hero from Western Region mythology.
The mount of a person next to her beca agitated, its hooves hitting the ground heavily.
Yet sohow, this terrifying, rumbling sound like thunder in the sky suddenly stopped, the sound that had been lingering by her ears suddenly vanished, this contrast instead made an instant sense of unease swell.
Long Han’er suddenly realized what the sound was.
The blood on the woman’s face visibly drained, she saw figures suddenly erging from the sandstorm ahead, perhaps by coincidence, at this ti, the sandstorm stretching out in front moved aside, and soone rushed out!
His war robe billowing in the air, the divine steed under him shaking its body, he raised his gaze, at the sa ti, the sound of rumbling thunder fell silent, and even the heavens and earth quieted down, the expressions on the faces of these nobles from Aqini City turned completely pale.
Walking in the sky were rolling thunders, and with such grandeur on the earth, those were vast herds of horses, Long Han’er saw behind that person were countless war horses standing solemnly, an aura of killing intent rising.
Their faces ashen, they watched the military force halted here.
Li Guanyi gazed at the city a dozen miles ahead, looking at these hundreds of nobles and their thousands of crack troops, these were elite soldiers, yet now, the faces of those elite troops only held terror.
"How many...!"
"One thousand, five thousand?"
"Thirty thousand?"
It was a hundred thousand tribesn, Li Guanyi thought, as he raised the heavy iron spear in his hand, silently, behind him, the Nine Tribes of Tiele, the Batuer Tribe, and more tribal people unfurled the banners that were bound up.
One by one, the large flags unfurled like clouds descending from the skies.
These banners that were supposed to have disappeared, dull and bleak in history, once again arrived behind the king today, appearing on this ancient and vast land.
The martial world masters of the Demon Sect and the city-state nobles looked here, they were very familiar with this region, knowing that originally it was a vast desert with no end in sight, yet now it had disappeared, not because of the desert sandstorm, but for so other reason.
Nurous horses rely stood in place, shifting their hoofs, shaking their heads, raising clouds of dust, people could feel the earth trembling, like a suppressed angry tide surging.
And the reason this angry tide did not erupt was simply because the leading figure had not nodded yet.
The large flags fluttering and descending ford the cloak behind the leading figure.
Li Guanyi sat astride the Divine Steed, the golden royal seal swinging at his waist, clad in scale armor, his war robe, holding the heavy iron spear in his hand, behind him, three thousand fully equipped Golden Scimitar Cavalry, tens of thousands of light cavalry unrolling in order, ancient large banners like clouds falling from the heavens pursued him.
All the martial world heroes facing such magnificence were like ants shaking a tree, swallowed by fear in an instant.
On this day, everyone realized.
The difference between the world and the martial world.
Then Li Guanyi raised the weapon in his hand.
The spearhead pointed forward, he said:
"Follow , charge!"
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