Sign In Buddha’s Palm

The Mongolian Empire is going south!

As soon as the news came out, the whole world fell into extreme fear.

As a huge country occupying the endless grasslands in the north, the Mengyuan Empire has always been eyeing all the countries in the world. If it wasn't for the fear that the countries in the world would join forces, I am afraid that the war would have raged in the world long ago.

But now, as the national teacher of Mengyuan entered the realm of mythology, the Mengyuan Empire no longer intends to endure it, and directly mobilizes the army, which can be said to be extremely decisive.

Northern Song Dynasty.

Royal Palace.

Emperor Song and many courtiers looked ugly, but no one dared to speak.

The Mengyuan Empire mobilized five million troops, and the Mengyuan national teacher made a leap to become a myth. No matter which news, it was enough to shake the whole world.

"I underestimate the national teacher Meng Yuan."

Yue Yi was silent for a long time and said in a low voice.

As the Grand Marshal of Zhen Guo in the Northern Song Dynasty, Yue Yi's strength still reached the top rank, and he can be said to be the strongest in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Thirty years ago, Yue Yi and Meng Yuan, the national teacher, fought against each other. Although they were defeated at the time, they had a general idea of ​​the level of the opponent.

Originally, in Yue Yi's view, the national teacher of Meng Yuan was still a long way from the martial arts myth. Whether he could complete three transformations in this life and reach the first rank of great perfection was a matter of two things, not to mention the martial arts myth.

But now, in just 30 years, he has made the leap to convenience and broke into the mythical realm of martial arts that he never even dared to imagine. The complexity of Yue Yi's heart can be imagined.

"General Yue."

"I just want to know, what are the chances of the Northern Song Dynasty?"

Emperor Song's eyes were blood red, he stared at Yue Yi tightly, and said in a trembling voice.

"Odds?"

Yue Yi thought about it for a while, and said, "If there is no Meng Yuan's national division, Meng Yuan's army will be five million, and our Song country will unite with the rest of the countries, and you will be 80% sure to block it."

"Eighty percent sure?"

Song Di's eyes lit up, and the heart he was holding was finally put down.

He is very aware of Yue Yi's character. Since it is 80%, it means that he is very sure. As long as there is no accident, blocking Meng Yuan is not a problem.

"Then, what about the addition of the national teacher Meng Yuan?"

Emperor Song looked at Yue Yi with anticipation.

"In addition to the national teacher Meng Yuan?" Yue Yi was silent again for a while, and finally said slowly: "I can't stop it."

As soon as the words came out.

Song Di's face suddenly turned as white as paper.

Can't stop!

It was unstoppable!

Yue Yi didn't even consider the possibility of blocking, so he couldn't stop it by replying directly.

"How is it good."

"How is this good!"

Emperor Song sighed softly, his face ashen.

He has been diligent and diligent since he admitted to the throne. Although he can't be said to be a bright monarch, he is not a foolish monarch.

Emperor Song never imagined that the situation of subjugation of the country would fall on him.

"His Majesty."

"Actually, you don't have to worry about it."

At this moment, a minister stood up and bowed slightly.

"do not worry?"

"The country is gone, do you want me not to worry?"

Emperor Song didn't even have the strength to get angry, and sighed.

"His Majesty."

The courtier who stood up paused for a while and continued: "The main goal of Mengyuan going south is definitely not our country of Song."

"Oh?"

When Song Di heard this, his spirit suddenly shook.

"Tang country occupies the land of the Central Plains, and there is also a martial arts myth in Chang'an City. If Meng Yuan wants to dominate the world, he will definitely use most of his military power on Tang country."

"Mengyuan and Tang are fighting against each other. Even if one side wins, the other side will be hit hard. At that time, we will be uniting the rest of the countries, and maybe we can solve these two hidden dangers in one fell swoop."

The more Song Emperor listened, the brighter his eyes became, and finally he kept nodding his head.

"Aiqing said it well."

"It's my fault for thinking."

A smile finally appeared on Song Di's face.

As the news of Mengyuan going south continued to spread, not only the Northern Song Dynasty, but the rest of the world also realized that it was better to declare war on Tang rather than Mengyuan's declaration of war on the world.

Looking at the world, apart from Tang Dynasty, which other country can compete with Meng Yuan?

For a time, the nations of the world not only breathed a sigh of relief, they even started to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Tang country.

Tai Chi Temple.

Emperor Tang sat high on the dragon chair with a dignified expression like water.

"Aiqings, Meng Yuan is heading south, what do you think?" Emperor Tang glanced at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty and said.

"His Majesty."

"Since the national teacher of Meng Yuan has entered the realm of mythology, he does not know the one in the palace."

The Minister of War stood out and said.

"The one from the palace please?"

Tang Huang was silent, not knowing how to reply.

He also wanted to invite him, but he didn't even know who the other party was. How should he invite him? How do you ask?

Maybe the martial arts myth in the palace has left now.

"What about other than that?"

Tang Huang calmed down and asked again.

"Your Majesty, there is no other way."

The Minister of War couldn't help but say: "If I don't invite the one from the palace, my country, Tang, has no chance of winning."

What the Minister of War said was true.

Originally, the Mengyuan army of five million had already put a lot of pressure on Tang, and together with a mythical Mengyuan national division

It can't be beaten at all, and it can't be beaten.

When the two armies are fighting, they always have to be evenly matched to have the desire to fight, but the current situation is that Meng Yuan is simply crushing Tang.

"I know."

Emperor Tang sighed softly and continued: "Pass on my order to mobilize all the armies in the world and gather them all in front of Chang'an City. We will fight Meng Yuan in Chang'an City to the death."

As soon as Emperor Tang said these words, the faces of the court officials changed.

Fight to the death with Meng Yuan in Chang'an City?

Wouldn't that mean that the territory outside Chang'an City was ceded to Meng Yuan on the surface?

Most of the courtiers in the court were full of doubts, but a few of them turned pale, faintly realizing why Emperor Tang did this.

Could it be that something is wrong with the one in the palace?

The ministers were uneasy in their hearts, but they could only follow the orders of Emperor Tang.

Time passed slowly.

Six months passed in the blink of an eye.

During these six months, Emperor Tang convened all the troops in Tang Dynasty, all of which were concentrated outside Chang'an City.

And this day.

Emperor Tang and many ministers climbed the city wall of Chang'an.

"His Majesty."

"Meng Yuan's army has arrived."

The commander of the Imperial Army walked to Emperor Tang's side and bowed.

"arrive?"

Emperor Tang looked up outside Chang'an City.

I saw a thin layer of black lines slowly appear at the end of the line of sight.

This layer of black thin lines, like locusts, is densely packed, exuding a cold, killing aura.

The Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty, with the strength of a country, mobilized five million troops, and will soon be approaching the city of Chang'an.

hum! ! !

at this time.

An extremely terrifying aura rose into the sky from the depths of the Mengyuan army, unscrupulously, and swept in the direction of Chang'an City.

Wherever the breath passed, the faces of countless Tang army troops turned pale, and they only felt that every time they moved, they had to pay several times more strength than before.

Even ordinary warriors, under the shroud of this breath, feel that their internal power is running slowly and their strength is suppressed.

"This is?"

The expression of the commander of the forbidden army changed greatly, and he turned to look at Emperor Tang: "Your Majesty, the national teacher of Meng Yuan has taken action."

at the same time.

Under the city of Chang'an.

In the towering hall.

Su Qin slowly opened his eyes.