The Human Emperor

    Chapter 471

    The eyes passed over heavily, passing through the rushing Er'hai and the vast expanse of forests in the southwest, almost shortly after Xianyu Zhongtong led the 180,000 elite **set off-

    "set off !-"

    A screaming screaming through the sky, on the southwestern land, a middle-aged man with a black body and a black beard, looks like a handsome male, wearing a flat crown, wearing an emperor's robe, suddenly raised his hands. The yellow sword, the waves of the sea and the sea, rose from the sky.

    Hōng lōng lōng !

    The whole earth seemed to suddenly wake up from the long sleep, suddenly violently vibrating, and bursting into the sound of hōng lōng lōng.

    "DEATH!"

    "DEATH!"

    "DEATH!"

……

    A burst of killing qi is as solid as it is, rising into the sky, like a tide of the sea to stir up anime. On the vast land, I saw the endless Mengshe Polity warriors sturdy, wrapped in thousands of black or white War Aura, as the most turbulent steel torrents continue to wave forward, towards the distant The direction of the Great Tang Annan Protectorate General is surging.

    The rumbling sound of the rumbling sounds through the sky, the sky, the dark clouds rolling, and the southwestern land that has been calm for more than a decade has finally started fighting again.

……

    Hey!

    A giant hammer swung down and slammed on the red soldering iron. In a flash, Mars smashed, and the golden iron of the ear almost rips the eardrum of the person.

    Hey, then the huge hammer kept swinging, one, two, three, thousands, and the slashing hammer was changed from one to thousands!

    On the huge U-Tsang Plateau, the flames are raging, the smoke is rolling, and thousands of short and sturdy U-Tsang blacksmiths are armed with arms on the plateau, which is four or five kilometers above sea level. Hammer, day and night, exercise armor, sword, U-shaped horseshoe, arrow clusters and various weapons.

    Sweat comes out of the way, and the constant stream of weapons is constantly being exercised from these U-Tsang blacksmiths in this scattered way.

    U-Tsang's weapon forging was not as developed as Central Plains and was not as efficient. But none of the weapons tempered on this Plateau dare to be awkward because they use the most primitive and direct way – "killing!"

    U-Tsang's armor does not have any artistic beauty, let alone any technical content, but their armor is indeed the most solid, strongest in the world, but also the thickest and most durable armor!

    – A U-Tsang Cavalry armor weighs far more than Great Tang, East Western Turkic, Goguryeo, or Caliphate, Charax Spasinu Cavalry.

    This also makes it a common weapon, ordinary attack, it is very difficult to harm U-Tsang's Cavalry!

    U-Tsang armor is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it also makes U-Tsang's armor the most durable in all common armor.

    This long-lasting armor exercise has been around since the beginning. Today, the vast expanse of Plateau, clusters of weapons and armor piled up together, it has long been like a sea, posing a spectacular scene on this vast land. !

    Oh la la!

    Above the open sky, the wings are vibrating, and a white, snow-flying pigeon flies down from the smoke and Mars. Above the earth, a white man and a land, Confucianism looks like a very old-aged middle-aged scribe who looked up and let the pigeons fall into his hands.

    “Ha Ha Ha, Huoshu, finally started!”

    Dalun Ruozan smiled slightly and shook his fingers and bounced the letter in his hand. A thin letter came to his hand, as if it were a sharp blade, flew out like a lightning bolt.

    Hey!

    Not far away, U-Tsang Empire Ngari Royal Faction Great General Huoshu Guicang was standing in front of a pile of hill-like U-Tsang weapons, and saw the letter flying over, slamming the weapon in his hand, slamming his arms and lightening Easy to pick up.

    "Ge Luofeng came again to ask us to send troops…"

    Huoshu Guicang read the letter in his hand, and he did not accidentally say.

    "Oh, this is the third!"

    Dalun Ruozan smiled slightly, with a sardonic smile on his lips. After returning from Mengshe Polity, Ge Luofeng wrote a letter from the non-stop, requesting U-Tsang Empire to send troops, and the two Empires formed an alliance, but they were blocked by Dalun Ruozan.

    "Will you come back to him?"

    Huoshu Guicang turned his head and said indifferently.

    "No need!"

    Dalun Ruozan waved his hand and sneered:

    "All that has been said has already been said. Mengshe Polity To win the support of our U-Tsang, let's vote for it! ”

    "The world has been peaceful for decades, and now the Great Tang is still as strong as before…, Mengshe Polity is the best touchstone! If Great Tang wins and easily smashes Mengshe Polity, then the timing is not yet mature, and our plan needs to be postponed. ”

    "But if Great Tang loses…"

    "That says,…Now is the era of our U-Tsang! ”

    Speaking of the last sentence, Dalun Ruozan slowly raised his head and gazed over the mountains and rivers towards the far south of Great Tang.

    From the towering U-Tsang Plateau, you can see the smoke and smoke in the distance, and the two steel Great Army are rushing toward each other.

    "Maybe, it is time for our U-Tsang!"

    Daqin Ruozan passed a thought in his mind and his eyes gradually became cold.

    Whether it is Mengshe Polity Empire or Great Tang, it is not an opponent of U-Tsang. In this southwest war, U-Tsang Empire will be the final winner!

……

    Every day, Wang Chong is calculating the war situation in the southwest. In the war of that year, Wang Chong was not a participant, but he was a witness, and everything was clearly remembered.

    “The future has changed, and the war between Great Tang and Mengshe Polity has been at least six months ahead of schedule. It is only now expected that the development of this war will change. ”

    Wang Chong secretly thought, full of sadness.

    Although the secret is isolated from the world and can't hear the news from outside, Wang Chong can feel it from the dark atmosphere. This southwest war has attracted the attention of the entire Great Tang.

    The air is full of anxious smell!

    And Wang Chong is more anxious than anyone else. However, Wang Chong has been slow to go out. The pressure from Honglu Temple and Dali Temple seems to be much more powerful than imagined.

    A few days later, just as Wang Chong was about to stop, a figure appeared in the dark, not Big Uncle Wang Chong, but the Great Song's King Song.

    "His Royal Highness!"

    Wang Chong was in a mistake, and in a flash, a very bad feeling came to my heart.

    "Wang Chong, I have a very bad news to tell you!"

    King Song's face is very ugly across the fence:

    "Great Tang lost! Xianyu Zhongtong lost…"

    "What?

    Bang, as if a thunder had fallen, Wang Chong Huo stood up from the ground, his mouth wide open, and the whole person was shocked.

    How could!

    At that moment, Wang Chong's thoughts were messy, and there was a storm in his heart.