Dafeng’s Night Squad

Chapter 1653: The eve of the final battle (3)

“If Da Feng can survive this tribulation, you can be resurrected. If you can’t, then you and mother can only continue your fate in the next life.”

………..

Alanda.

Under the Bodhi tree, guangxian Bodhisattva sat cross-legged with his palms together. He looked at the figure of the Kaluo tree projected by The Golden Bowl and said, ”

“The heavenly Tribulation of Taoism is divided into two stages and will last for 13 days. However, you can’t be careless and don’t get involved in the heavenly Tribulation.”

It was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman, old or young.

The Buddha of the Kyara tree muttered, ”

“You mean, it’s very likely that they want to use the heavenly Tribulation to drive the Tiger to swallow the wolf?”

On the other side, the glazed Bodhisattva said in an emotionless tone, ”

otherwise, how could they defeat you and that descendant of the gods? ”

Galos tree nodded and said, ”

“Is du ‘e still in Alando?”

Guangxian Bodhisattva replied, ”

“He spreads Mahayana Buddhism every day. His Buddha heart is clear, different from Asura.”

At the mention of this traitor, the three bodhisattvas did not look too good.

Bodhisattva guangxian changed the topic, ”

“This battle will determine the success or failure of the war in the Central Plains. We must not be careless.”

The Buddha of the Kyara tree nodded.

………..

Danzhou.

Yang Gong’s gaze calmly swept across the two sides. On the left were the former generals and officials of Qing Zhou. On the right were li Mubai, Zhang Shen, Xu Erlang, the leaders of the four tribes of the Gu clan, as well as li Miaozhen, li lingsu, Chu Yuanyou and Hengyuan, the four members of the Tiandi society.

There was also yang qianhuan, who was standing in a corner with the back of her head stubbornly facing the crowd.

“This should be the last meeting.”

Yang Gong’s tone was as calm as his eyes, ”

After this battle, whether Yongzhou is defended or not, some of you, including me, will stay on the battlefield forever.

Anyone could see that this battle was related to the survival of Da Feng and would resolve the fate of Da Feng and Yunzhou.

“At the beginning of the war, Da Feng’s Treasury was empty and the People’s lives were destitute. From Qingzhou to Yongzhou, tens of thousands of elite soldiers were wrapped in horse leather and left on the battlefield. Along the way, we solved the problem of our military strength, our food shortage, and our lack of allies.

“Not long ago, we lost our supervisor, but we still managed to survive. Now, I hope that everyone, I hope that Da Feng can still survive.”

Yang Gong put his hands on the table and said in a low voice, ”

“Xu yinluo once inscribed a character in the secondary Saint Hall of Yun Lu Academy. I was not fortunate enough to witness it with my own eyes, but I have firmly remembered it in my heart.

“For the sake of the heavens and earth, for the sake of the people, for the sake of the ultimate Arts of the past life, for the sake of peace for all generations.”

He raised his voice, ”

“In troubled times, death is death.

“I implore all of you to die for Dafeng and for the Central Plains!”

……….

Ten days had passed since the siege of Danzhou. The Yunzhou Army was ready to go. The cavalry, infantry, artillery, and flying beast cavalry all gathered in Qingzhou.

In the main hall of Qingzhou’s Administration Office.

Qi Guangbo was dressed in a military uniform, with one hand on his saber. He looked at the soldiers around the table and said in a deep voice, ”

“Success and failure all depend on this one move. Everyone, come with me and level Yongzhou.”

Ji Xuan took the lead to stand up and said word by word,

“Flatten Yongzhou!”

All the generals stood up and responded loudly, ”

“Flatten Yongzhou!”

……….

On this day, Qingzhou City was filled with thunder and lightning, and it was raining heavily.

The people and soldiers in the city saw a strange beast with dragon horns, lion’s mane, crocodile lips, and bull’s nose flying over the city of Qingzhou.

The auspicious beast white Emperor of the clouds region had returned to the nine regions.

The morale of the cloud state Army rose.

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[ PS: the good news is that I’ll slowly sort out my thoughts. I’ll know what to write next and how to build the plot’s tension. ] The bad news was that he was going to sleep today.