I am in a bad state. Everyone, please give me some encouragement.

One gray and one black, two martial emperors.

From killing Wang Ce, one after another, it suddenly changed to fighting each other. It was really a sudden change, and it made people confused.

The one in black is Liu Xiao, and who is the one in gray is?

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ce smacked his lips, sensed dozens of miles, and noticed the auras of several martial emperors, which was obviously aspiring to fight.

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Ce flew in the air, emitting a soft blue energy, and bowed to the surroundings: "Everyone is in love, Wang appreciates it."

In the dark winter night, several voices were conveyed from different directions: "Brother Tian Yao, let's go back first."

Wang Ce smiled warmly and bid farewell to the few Wu Emperors who had not shown up. Seeing a dark red light coming in a blink of an eye. Wang Ce was so stern, raised his head and hand, and in an instant, he tried to fight with him in the air!

With one move, the person who came stopped. He was a man in brocade clothes, with a handsome face that was as beautiful as a peerless beauty, but his pores seemed to be full of blood.

The man in brocade smiled gently, and a bitter blood came to his face, and his voice was fierce: "Low, Emperor Xue of Zhongzhou!"

Wang Ce was surprised and shrugged and smiled: "So it's the Purple Blood Emperor! Are you and them?"

The Purple Blood Emperor is not old, about eighty years old, but his face looks young. He is really handsome and unparalleled. If there is a slight omission, he will be regarded as a peerless beauty: "I am me, they are them."

The Zixu Emperor smiled: "As a person, you should do what you want. If you dare to do it, you will be happy and at ease."

Wang Ce laughed. The murderous Zixu Emperor actually had an interesting side, but he didn't know that if he was not a demon, it would be unlikely to see Zixu Emperor's smiling face.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"

Flying down with the Zixu Emperor, Wang Ce asked the eight dragons to settle down and received the Zixu Emperor, so he went to handle military affairs on his own.

The arrival of the Purple Blood Emperor and his participation in Wang Ce is a very clear signal.

Wang Ce was sensitive and read the smell.

He is the banner of rebelling against the Human Emperor. The arrival of the Purple Blood Emperor was expected. This was the first one. It was only because the Purple Blood Emperor was always famous for his decisive killing, so he came decisively and became the first one.

The Purple Blood Emperor is the first, and he will come intermittently afterwards. Of course, all the people who intend to resist the Human Emperor will not rashly take sides. They must always take a lot of attention before making decisions one after another.

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Defeated.

In the winter night, countless soldiers and servants of Shangyang were dejectedly placed under the surveillance of the Northern Tang army, and took turns to throw all their weapons and armor into a large open space.

In a short while, more than twenty hills were piled up.

Defeated. Defeated. This idea of ​​extinguishing all hope and morale is like a devil, desperately wandering in the hearts of the soldiers, and constantly tearing the most painful part of their hearts.

From daytime to now, it is exactly twelve hours a day.

The Shangyang Army had no cannon fodder army and no main force to fight the Spirit Army, which was equivalent to continuous high-intensity combat all day, and the soldiers of the Shangyang Army were physically and mentally exhausted.

Many soldiers threw away their weapons and armor, and then followed them to the temporary prisoner-of-war camp like walking corpses, and then fell asleep directly into the tent.

It's so tired.

Not to mention Shangyang Army, the soldiers of the Northern Tang Army were exhausted. If it weren't for the good news of victory, they would suddenly feel as energized as stimulants, and I'm afraid many people would fall asleep automatically with weapons in their arms.

The middle road and the west road are crowded with people, and densely crowded.

Wang Ce personally led the civil and military generals from the base camp to patrol the two routes of China and the West in person. Seeing that many soldiers were tired, he explained: "Please pay attention to keeping warmth from the soldiers and prisoners of war, don't be frozen."

"Secondly, these weapons were collected one after another."

As an assistant, the military counselor did the work that these chief generals were impatient to handle personally and nodded repeatedly.

Wang Ce emphasized: "Also, our soldiers are very tired after fighting for one day. Pay attention to arrangements and take turns to rest, and don't get tired of the soldiers."

There are quite a lot of military affairs waiting for Wang Ce to take charge.

The surrender of Shangyang Middle Route Army and the Western Route Army alone has to be carefully sorted out for about 400,000 people.

The collection, cleaning and storage of various weapons and armors, and various large and medium-sized war tools.

No matter what it is, if the scale exceeds ten thousand, it is a threshold that ordinary generals can handle. If the scale exceeds ten thousand, it is another threshold that must be required. If the scale exceeds ten thousand, it is really not something that ordinary people can manage.

Management alone can be a terrible problem. What's more, there are also wars. Otherwise, why are there few famous generals who can command an army of more than 500,000?

Thanks to the space treasure, the pressure on logistics management is not great.

Wang Ce must not explain some important matters in a nagging manner. At the end, he once again emphasized coldly: "Without my order, whoever dares to kill prisoners will raid him all over the family."

After the war, it was quite trivial.

Fortunately, Wang Ce had several military counselors, so he just needed to explain it.

When Wang Ce saw the Zixue Emperor, he went back to the camp first and fell on the bed, making him sleepy. By the way, working overtime is really annoying.

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The sound of people, the sound of horse hooves, weapons, armor, and cheers will form a wave of sound, almost opening the sky.

The two days of resuming rest made the Northern Tang Army recover, which was so hard that it could not be relieved, and they suddenly recovered, boosted their morale and cheered for victory loudly.

Wang Ce was wearing a purple and gold military uniform and a purple and gold crown on his head, which looked very heroic.

Walking slowly from the camp, while admiring the cheerful appearance of these soldiers, Wang Ce chuckled and suddenly felt that no matter how hard the previous war was, even if it was just to win this scene, it would be worth it.

Victory is always the most inspiring.

Wang Ce burst into joy, his steps became light, and he came outside a tent, lifted up and walked in.

Fu Xiwen sat cross-legged, without saying a word. Wang Ce smiled and sat cross-legged beside the desk: "The war is over."

Fu Xiwen looked straight: "It's just this time. For anyone, the war will never stop."

Wang Ce smiled: "No matter what, it is always a good thing."

Fu Xiwen nodded silently and looked at some snowflakes on Wang Ce’s hair and shoulders: “Is it snowing outside?”

"It snowed the night before. These two days, it's intermittent." Wang Ce patted the snowflakes on his body.

Fu Xiwen nodded, stood up, brought a small stove, took a teapot and snow water, and melted it in it: "I know you are coming, I have prepared my treasured Xuefeng tea for you." Wang Ce nodded to express his appreciation.

"The war is over." Fu Xiwen used Wang Ce's tone: "Shangyang has always been invincible since His Majesty became the Human Emperor. This is the first time he has suffered a great defeat." It is also a decisive one.

"Many people, the head of the Military Academy, the cabinet's auxiliary government, and even the six ministries, advised Your Majesty not to rush to the north."

Wang Ce smiled slightly: "This is not good. There are better people going north to go north, and it is a good idea to keep steady progress."

The water in the teapot was furious, and Fu Xiwen shook his head: "I support going north. In the battle of unification of the Human Emperor, the opponent of the three great Human Emperors is Dalu. Shangyang must unify the East Continent in the shortest time, and going north is an adventure, but I think this is necessary."

"Haizhou is too small and too sideways, Zhongzhou is too chaotic, and in fact, the Dongzhou pattern is also very chaotic." Emperor Shangwen became the human emperor of Zhongzhou, but the country in Zhongzhou has a strong style and has been in a tough battle.

"Shangyang, Northern Tang, one south and one north." His expression was very complicated, and he suddenly said seriously: "Shangyang has no chance, right?" Behind his seriousness, there was a deep sorrow.

Wang Ce shook his head calmly. The battle between the north and the south is a decisive battle. Shangyang lost, the hegemony of Dongzhou, and the space for development. In the future, Dongzhou will be from the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Fu Xiwen looked at the small stove sadly: "Dongning..."

"Dongning participated in the war, just a small accident." Wang Ce coldly stopped Fu Xiwen's luck.

Fu Xiwen struggled: "The Northern Tang Emperor framed you. You ruled three-quarters of the Northern Tang army and achieved the most important victory in the Northern Tang Dynasty. Your prestige and power, the emperor will..."

Wang Ce directly destroyed his imagination: "The Emperor of Northern Tang is Gu Bo. Gu Bo is a descendant of the God of Martial God. I am also a descendant of the God of Martial God, and I should have the surname Gu."

Fu Xiwen shouted in shock, silent for a long time, and his voice was hoarse: "I understand." He could not hide his sadness: "It seems that if you lose this battle, Shangyang's defeat in the battle against the world will inevitably be."

The water boiled, and Fu Xiwen suddenly got aged a few years. He haggardly pinched the snow-white tea leaves and sprinkled them into it. He picked up and poured two cups of tea. He took one cup, signaled it, and drank it in one sip.

Maybe he was choked and he coughed.

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Five wild continents, somewhere.

An absolutely hidden mountain belly, brilliant light burst out from the various holes and gaps in the mountain belly, and sharp sword energy burst out in an instant.

There were countless tunnels in the belly of the mountain. In one of the relatively spacious spaces, a man in white slowly carried a blood-dropping sword, surrounded by more than ten corpses: "Master, there are not many evil deeds here, is it really the nest of the Gods' Association?"

Before the person appeared, a series of coughs had echoed in the mountain: "Brother, this is naturally not fake. However, there are not many evil deeds, but it is a bit strange."

"Master, Gu Yin, come here." A shout came from countless corridors. If Wang Ce was there, he would definitely recognize that Fei Yinxue was the sound.

Gu Bo and Gu Yin shuttled through the corridor. Soon, they came to another spacious underground space, and followed Fei Yinxu's shouts and came to a hidden stone chamber.

Gu Feng and a middle-aged man with half gray hair also arrived.

The walls of the stone chamber were cut off several layers, and a hidden mechanism cave was exposed on the wall. Fei Yinxue did not move the things inside.

Gu Bo was in a state of emotion and his cough became more intense. He walked over, opened the small cave of the mechanism, and took out the things inside.

Gu Feng in black, Gu Yin in white, Fei Yin blood and half-gray middle-aged man showed joy and clenched his fists hard. Finally got the thing.

Gu Bo slowly rubbed the scroll with his unique material, so he didn't have to unfold it, and he knew that this was what he had always wanted.

Looking at the other half of the scroll in my hand, Gu Bo looked up and laughed: "This half of the scroll was used to throw bricks and attract jade in the past. Over the past thirty years, after going around in circles, it finally came back to my hands."

Gu Feng and the other four laughed proudly together: "Congratulations to the Lord!"

Gu Bo was filled with joy and couldn't help laughing loudly!

A half-martial god scroll from the Gods Association finally fell into his hands.
Chapter completed!