Chapter 160 Ghosts and Gods

A man jumped off the city wall.

Xu Xuan saw that it was Zhu Yuan. He looked up and down and said with a smile:

"It seems that Sun Simiao's medical skills are good."

"Haha, thanks to True Lord, I have recovered. Is True Lord here for Song Lin?"

His meridians have not recovered, and are basically still severed. Instead, he has found another way to practice using the remaining meridians and the dragon's bloodline.

Zhu Yuan asked, and he motioned for everyone to open the city gate.

Zhu Yuan led the horse and said: "Zhenjun, please go inside and talk in detail. People from Lingnan have been coming to assassinate you recently. Many disciples have died in their hands, so I have to guard against them."

"What are their conditions? What are your conditions?"

Xu Xuan didn't need to ask. The rebellion in Lingnan was most likely for profit. Without profit, no one would dare to take the initiative and risk their heads to rebel.

"My condition is that only the chief culprit will be killed, and others will not be involved. They want me to settle the matter, and they want to unite and force me to submit."

The aristocratic families here in Lingnan may be better informed. They may know that Kou Zhen is in seclusion and want to take advantage of this opportunity to negotiate terms.

Zhu Yuan thought of the hateful faces of those people from the aristocratic family and sneered: "Haha, these people are so stupid that they dare to assassinate our people. I won't give them a chance now, and I won't give it to Song Lin either."

The aristocratic families in Lingnan are different from other places. They have no will to conquer the world and only want to preserve their poor family fortune.

The original division of the fields was due to pressure from Song Lin.

After all, he had not been severely beaten by the Taoist sect, so he was lucky.

"Okay, I'm here to help too." Xu Xuan had a whim. Since the people here couldn't listen to others, he could only use a butcher's knife to talk to them.

"The 30,000-strong army in Lingnan is waiting for the True Lord's dispatch."

Xu Xuan smiled. Thirty thousand troops were too many, so he said, "You don't need so many, just follow me."

"Two people?" Zhu Yuan thought about it, and with Zhenjun's strength, two people were enough.

Zhu Yuan found another good horse, and the two of them left the city one after the other.

It's not that they don't want to use Qing Gong, but Qing Gong consumes internal energy. They want to fight openly and without any need to hide.

Lingnan County.

The masters of the sect's army were like clouds, one by one, they were fighting horses and crossing the street, arrogantly.

The power of Lingnan was no less than that of the original Tang State, and even much stronger than that of the original Tang State.

No matter how powerful Tang Ming is, he is still an outsider. The family can only scrape together a small amount of money and contribute a little effort, but it is impossible to use the full strength of the family.

But it was different here in Lingnan. The aristocratic family used almost all their strength to defend their homeland.

Song Ziyu, the eldest son of the Song Dynasty, rode through the camp on horseback. Behind him was the elegant second brother Song Ziyuan. He was the one who went to Chang'an for the imperial examination. It was Song Ziyuan who saw the power of the Taoist sect, so he resolutely led people to leave Chang'an, a place of right and wrong.

"Haha, second brother, with a strong army and strong horses, who is afraid of him?" Song Ziyu seemed to have touched the coveted throne.

The emperor lived in Nanguo Mountain and Henan, so there should be an emperor in Lingnan.

"Brother, we can't defeat the Taoist sect. Don't forget our demands. Father doesn't want the Lingnan family to rebel, otherwise..." Song Ziyuan shuddered, thinking of the scene where the family was beheaded en masse.

So Song Ziyuan advised: "Brother, don't worry about it, let father handle it, and stay quietly during this period, otherwise there will be no turning back."

At this point, Song Ziyuan actually understood that his eldest brother, the eldest son of the Song family, was the culprit who incited the disciples of the sect to assassinate members of the Taoist sect in the past few days.

This move is likely to drag Lingnan into a very terrible war.

Who is Xu Xuan?

During the trip to Chang'an, he vaguely figured out Xu Xuan's character.

Xu Xuan is the type that I can give, but you can't ask for. He can give you preferential treatment, but if you ask for it, you can even ask for it confidently.

Xu Xuan will not compromise with you at this time.

Not only will you take back what was given to you, but you will also take away what you originally owned.

"How can we see our true power without burning the boat? Do you think I am determined to have my own way? Can so many people agree with my prestige? This is public opinion!!"

Song Ziyu knows what level he is at. He represents the public opinion of the family and is for the benefit of everyone.

Everyone thought my father was too weak.

Not only did he want to defend, he also wanted to incite a war between the two sides, forcing his father to take action.

The flags are like a forest, and the armor reflects the sun.

Lingnan's hundreds of years of accumulation have created 30,000 armored elite soldiers.

Like Daomen, Lingnan likes to use real data. If it were replaced by other forces, plus civilians and auxiliary soldiers, it would have to claim an army of at least 180,000.

"Meet the Crown Prince!"

"Meet the Crown Prince!"

Everywhere he went, everyone greeted him.

There is a Shenji Camp in Lingnan, which is composed entirely of warriors. There are about a thousand people in total, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts and fearless of death.

Song Ziyuan originally wanted to persuade him, but seeing everyone's enthusiasm, he finally shut up.

There is no need to persuade at all. If you continue to talk, it will only make people think that you are a weakling. It is better to report it to your father later and let him make the decision.

Soon, a group of people came to the Shenji Camp. The soldiers in the camp had eyes and bulging temples, and they looked like masters with strong external skills.

"Second brother, do you still think we can't defeat them? Even if we can't defeat them, isn't it possible to defend Lingnan?" Song Ziyu asked in return.

"It is said that Xu Zhenjun has the ability to torture ghosts and summon gods. The Great Qin Heavenly Soldiers even killed the righteous coalition forces. This force is the one that restrains them."

Nor are they blindly arrogant.

Before they started the incident, they carefully reviewed the situation that year. Although there were no witnesses present, they could determine the situation at that time based on the news that circulated.

The Righteous Alliance Army is said to be a coalition force, but it is better to say that it is a group of guerrillas. It has not been formally organized into an army. When fighting, it is a head-to-head charge, and it is not centralized. It is scattered like bandits. This kind of army often has no number on the battlefield. It only takes an elite army of warriors to kill seven in and seven out.

The number of people in your family may be thousands, but your number may be tens of thousands.

But they are truly a team of thousands of people, while the latter's tens of thousands are only in groups of thirty or fifty. Now their Shenji Battalion was built to fight against the Great Qin Heavenly Soldiers.

"The so-called Heavenly Soldiers of Great Qin should be warriors from the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect's techniques are weird, so we don't need to be too mythical." Song Ziyu came to this conclusion.

Not just him, almost everyone thinks this way.

As a century-old family, who is not at the top of the dynasty? Our ancestors didn’t leave any clues about ghosts and gods, so why are there so many ghosts and gods everywhere in Chang’an?

If you stay in one place for a long time, your horizons will naturally narrow.

Song Ziyuan had nothing to say, but came to the Song family to meet his father.

"Father, brother and others..." Song Ziyuan recounted what happened during this period and concluded, "Disperse them, don't gather them together, Xu Xuan won't accept our tricks."

Strength in numbers?

Xu Xuan didn't care at all. If one person commits a crime, it is also killing. If thousands of people commit a crime, it is also killing.

Song Lin suddenly understood and said: "Don't be in a hurry. Don't take the initiative to leave the city and don't disband. Just take this opportunity to negotiate terms with them."

Until now, Song Lin still didn't think about rebellion. He just wanted to protect his own interests and autonomy, and even forced Xu Xuan to come and fight in person.

After all, there are millions of people in Lingnan, and the people's support is with them, so it's impossible to kill them one by one, right?

Of course, as for starting a war, they will definitely not start a war. Song Lin plans to put his eldest son under house arrest, but does not disband the armed forces and only retains a deterrent force.

"By the way, I'll give you a task." Song Lin said to his second son, "You will leave the city soon, find Zhu Yuan, and tell us our conditions..."

"Father!" Song Ziyuan interrupted. At this time, his expression became very serious, and Song Lin had to pay attention. "I plan to flee with my family, three brothers, four sisters and five sisters."

"Why?"

"Keep a little fire for the Song family."

Song Lin was silent for a long time, never thinking that his son would become like this, so he said, "What on earth have you experienced?"

"The Han family, I saw the powerful Han family in my imagination."

Song Lin was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hands and said feebly: "You go, maybe you are right, the Song family's fire needs to be dispersed."

Song Ziyuan bid farewell to his father and left resolutely.

Without worries, Song Lin became more and more powerful.

Then an envoy was sent to Lingnan Daomen.

"Let's take Lingnan as a bet and let's have a fight!" Song Lin looked at the far north and was really unwilling not to have a fight with Xu Xuan. He also wanted to see the legendary realm that surpassed the great master.

Under the cover of night, Xu Xuan and Zhu Yuan came outside the city. The cold wind was howling, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Zhu Yuan felt that the moon was a bit bright and dazzling.

Xu Xuan conjured up eight flags. The first four flags were the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Emperor Qin, and the last four flags were made using the skeletons of warriors to imitate the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Emperor Qin. The eight flags totaled 800 terracotta warriors and horses, which was the maximum limit of mind control.

"Come on, carry the flag!"

While speaking, Xu Xuan took out a jade seal and looked at the tall city wall.

Ghosts and gods come to the world again!

(The remaining two chapters will be posted in the afternoon, but they haven’t been coded out yet, ahem)