Chapter 675: Breaking the Rules? Then Break It.

No one in the Wang family, including Huangshang behind him, thought that Zhao Changhe could be so shameless.

How did everyone fight in the past? Cui Wenjing and Wang Daoning chatted by the water far away from the battlefield in a tacit understanding and style. After chatting, they started fighting alone. Regardless of victory or defeat, they would not easily get involved in the battle there.

When Yanmen was fighting like that, Timur did not run to take the lead and ascend the city first. Of course, it was mainly because he was afraid that Xia Longyuan would fall from the sky when he was trapped in a tight siege. At least half of it was because he couldn't lose face.

With the power of Tianbang, if you go and kill a group of soldiers who don't even have a entrance, you will be laughed at by the world. If you capture this city, you will lose face. Few people would do this unless they reached an extremely important point of no return.

Not only was Zhao Changhe able to let go, but after he shot and killed Cao Boping, he actually charged straight into the water village with a broad sword, slashing people to the point where they were on their backs. Then he rushed straight to Juancheng behind without stopping, and even climbed up first with the sword.

The general of Juancheng surrendered directly and did not even resist.

Huangshang was still thinking that everyone would sit in the base camp and restrain each other, while the generals below would fight them. This battle would have to take at least half a year to reach Langya, and maybe a single river bank would take half a year. . As a result, in just one morning, Juancheng from the river bank to the rear changed hands, and an important base was established directly on the east bank of the Yellow River.

Being taken over the base area on the other side of the river is a serious strategic crisis. No matter who is asked to deal with this situation, they must gather all their strength to attack back and get this stronghold back.

But at this moment Wang Daozhong expressed his inability to do anything.

This type of civil war is very official. Both sides are basically Daxia soldiers and generals. The biggest problem is that it is easy to surrender. Once the situation is not right, some will flee and give up, and some will surrender on the spot and be directly integrated. Not only will the opponent not kill them, they will even be able to use them directly if they change their flags.

In Juancheng, a large number of staff from the city lord to the guard are still in the imperial court, and there are some positions available. What Cui Yuanyong did was to temporarily suspend them, and yes, he still retained them. He didn't even need to be imprisoned. The key positions were replaced by the Cui family's confidants, and the soldiers below washed away some of the ones with strong royal imprints, and immediately became Han soldiers, and even the orders were universal.

The river bank water stronghold was originally heavily defended, but now part of it has escaped, and most of the rest have become Han soldiers. Cui Yuanyong's stationing in Juancheng was not so much about consolidating the strategic position as it was digesting new recruits and reorganizing the team. In order to support the water village, Cui Yuanyong also had a lot of food and grass, and Cui Yuanyong grinned crookedly.

Wang Daozhong suddenly discovered that his side had more troops, but overnight it was reversed...

In fact, the same was true in the Battle of Puyang. Once Puyang was defeated, there would be nothing left to worry about.

This is not over yet, Wandongliu from the south is attacking like crazy. They are very close to Langya's base camp and can reach Langya in less than two days. Therefore, Wang Daoning had to settle this trouble first. He originally thought that when Wan Tianxiong lay down, Jianghuai would be in chaos, and few of the arrogant generals of the Cao Gang could really convince a young gang leader.

As a result, Zhao Changhe returned from the sea inexplicably, and Xuanwu took control of the Jianghuai River to support Wan Dongliu. Wan Tianxiong's fall did not affect Wan Dongliu's overall takeover of power. This time, the nature has become to avenge his father, and the intensity of stabbing the chrysanthemum is much greater than when Wan Tianxiong himself was around. It was like stabbing with a mace...

If you divide your forces to resist the crazy Wan Dongliu, how can you concentrate on retaking the stronghold on the river bank? Almost all they could do was watch Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyong digest the results, unable to do anything.

If this continues, the Langya Defense War will begin within ten days, and the originally good depth of Qilu Land will seem to be gone.

The king's center came to Huangshang anxiously: "Shangshen, we can't just sit here and wait. Once we are surrounded and become an isolated city, there is no need to fight!"

Huangshang opened his eyes from practicing. He was also a little helpless. He was injured by Zhao Changhe before, but it was not completely healed. It had only been three or four days, and the other party had already crossed the river...

"Don't worry. In the past few days, I have repeatedly thought about the battle situation with Zhao Changhe. His real strength is not that strong. He only relies on the power of the magic weapon. After all, the power of the magic weapon is not his own strength. I already know how to deal with it. Well, even if I really hit Langya, I can still teach him how to come back."

Wang Daozhong was very helpless: "If we really set the battlefield during the Langya defense battle, then Langya would have been beaten to pieces after the battle, so what's the point?"

Huangshang said: "Even if I restrain Zhao Changhe now, can you withstand Cui Yuanyong Wandongliu's two-sided attack?"

"I can't stop it." Wang Daozhong replied in a bachelor's manner.

"So..." Huang Pai showed a sinister smile: "Since Zhao Changhe will personally attack ordinary soldiers, then why must my target be Zhao Changhe? Zhao Changhe rose out of the grass. The time is too short, and there is no way. I can understand why no one from the original Heavenly Ranking would easily leave the field to participate in ordinary battles, let alone gods and demons... Because if you do this, others will do the same, and those who break the rules will have to bear the price of breaking the rules."

Wang Daozhong's eyes lit up: "What God means..."

"If I go to the Western Front, I can only restrain each other with Zhao Changhe. But I can go to the Southern Front... the Cao Gang has a hundred thousand people. In my eyes, it is just a hundred thousand ants. How about helping you and others to defeat it?"

Wang Daozhong was ecstatic: "If this is the case, Langya will have no worries!"

Huangshang smiled and disappeared.

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At this time, Wandongliu had already broken through Tancheng. In front of him was Lanling, which was the last line of defense south of Langya. He was too close to go north from Xuzhou.

He was not in a hurry to continue northward to Lanling, and temporarily stationed in Tancheng to rest.

After all, he had to wait for the battle on the western front and join forces with Cui Yuanyong, otherwise it would be easy to be defeated one by one. In fact, we are not far away. As long as Cui Yuanyong keeps his troops unimpeded, he can break two more cities and cross Weishan Lake to join forces.

Even so, the risk of being defeated one by one is still very high. Once attacked, Cui Yuanyong will not be able to support in time. Wan Dongliu made every effort to strengthen the city defense. He did not dare to sleep at night and patrolled in person.

At night.

Wan Dongliu stood on the top of the city and looked at the moon. There was no snow tonight, and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

It was almost the twelfth lunar month, but strangely, the closer I got to Langya, the more I felt a little hot. But the weather was still very cold. This kind of hotness was not so much hot as it was lack of water. It was extremely dry, so there was no snow.

In the world of gods and demons, many common senses have changed from past cognitions. Wan Dongliu knows how dangerous this kind of war is, because the opponents they face are no longer human.

When the gap in strength is too large, the number of people loses its meaning. Even if there are millions of people, they cannot stop the collapse of Mount Tai.

With Zhao Changhe's arrow, the Yellow River lost its meaning. What about the opponent? Will he just foolishly fight Zhao Changhe alone?

The opponent is likely to come here, Wan Dongliu has this suspicion.

But he did not retreat. Whether it was the revenge for his father or the faith since childhood, he was not allowed to retreat in the face of battle.

The city wall suddenly shook a little, as if there was an earthquake. The deputy generals around were all startled: "Young Master, it seems like an earthquake? Hurry down and go to the open place..."

"Go, you guys." Wan Dongliu smiled, slowly took out a dark blue mask from his arms and put it on his face.

Generals: "?"

Wan Dongliu looked up at the moon and said calmly: "Under the command of the Night Emperor, I am the Twenty-Eight Constellations Zhen Shuiyin, and I meet His Excellency Huang Yang."

The air twisted, and Huang Yang suddenly appeared in the void, and was a little surprised: "You don't think that I will let you go for the sake of the Night Emperor?"

Wan Dongliu smiled: "No."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Now that the Holy Church is in power, we don't need to hide. The mask can slightly improve our strength and defense."

Huang Yang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world: "You... want to fight me?"

"Although I may not be able to take a single move, it's better than waiting to die."

"Have you never thought about surrendering?"

"No." Wan Dongliu said calmly: "Of course, this mask has another meaning."

"What?"

"As a believer of the Night Emperor, I want to see if the Lord will come to save me, and whether the belief in gods and demons is meaningful."

"Ha...hahaha!" Huang Yang laughed so hard that he fell backwards: "Then there is no need to try, your Night Emperor has been dead for a long time hahaha!"

Wan Dongliu said calmly: "I don't think a demon god who can't even beat Qinglong is qualified to know the life and death of the Night Emperor. I doubt that you didn't even have the qualifications to meet the Night Emperor back then."

Huang Yang's smile turned ferocious: "Then you will ask Him in person in your nine springs!"

"Boom!" The city wall suddenly collapsed, and Wan Dongliu fell into the city. Countless stones from the city wall above fell down, as if to bury him alive.

Wan Dongliu slid left and right, avoiding the rocks at the last moment, and Huang Yang came from the air, blocking the moonlight.

The skinny hand was about to slap down: "Die, ant."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Yang's heart suddenly jumped, and before he could slap out, he suddenly swept to the side.

A golden arrow came silently in front of him, and was just shaken away by this slap.

"Zhao Changhe!"

Huang Yang turned back fiercely, and under the full moon, Zhao Changhe rode on a flying horse, raised his sword and slashed down wildly: "I knew that you only have this much potential!"

Wan Dongliu's face under the mask showed a fanatical expression, including the other Four Elephants behind him, and the Cao Gang soldiers who were being preached by the Four Elephants, all had fanatical light in their eyes.

In fact, it was normal for Zhao Changhe to come. Huang Yang felt that he should come to fight Wan Dongliu, and Wan Dongliu also had a premonition that he would probably be beaten. Zhao Changhe has always been a smart man, and it is normal that he expected it, but it does not mean that it is really the Night Emperor appearing.

But this was so exciting that Wan Dongliu didn't even think about whether Zhao Changhe might lose. He led his men into the city without hesitation, shouting, "The Lanling army is on its way to take over the city defense! Follow me and attack them by surprise!"