You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Early the next morning, the garrison camp was outside the city.

The soldiers who retreated from the front line, plus the National Defense Army that Qi Xing had gathered outside, added up to barely a million people, and at this moment they had already filled up several mountains.

The crowds were so dense that it looked like a surging ocean, and the sound of trumpets was endless.

Liu Yuntian, dressed in battle armor, stood on the high platform with his eyes closed, waiting for the generals to call on the troops and beat the drums.

The hands of the National Defense Army soldiers holding the halberds in the audience could not stop trembling with excitement, and everyone looked at Liu Yuntian on the stage with excitement on their faces.

"Mr. Liu, gather the troops!"

It was not until a general in the audience loudly announced that Liu Yuntian slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the people in the audience, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers!"

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

Liu Yuntian took a step forward, holding the hilt of the knife at his waist and continued to shout: "I have fought with you for five years and have never been defeated!"

"However, the Immortal Sect colluded with the Li Kingdom and deceived the prince of Daliang to harm me, which led to civil strife in my country. Countless brothers were killed and injured, and the people were displaced. The great Daliang is now in ruins."

"And now, they are staring at us with shining eyes like jackals and tigers. They want to destroy my home and kill my relatives and friends. Can we tolerate this?!"

"cannot!"

"cannot!"

"cannot!"

Liu Yuntian's words excited the soldiers of the National Protection Army. They waved their weapons and roared.

"Okay! Today, I, Liu Yuntian, will lead you and swear to destroy the Immortal Gate and avenge our dead brothers! From now on, the Northern Frontier will only belong to Liang State, so that the people of Liang State can walk freely in the Northern Frontier."

"Either avenge your dead compatriots, or rest here with them!"

Liu Yuntian drew out the long sword from his waist, swung it forward fiercely, and shouted loudly.

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

The soldiers' shouts echoed throughout the valley for a long time.

Liu Yuntian nodded with satisfaction. He turned around and looked at the generals behind him, with a flash of determination in his eyes: "I will not return until the Immortal Gate is broken. The army is moving!"

"Uuuuuuu——"

"Uuuuuuu——"

As the exciting departure horn sounded, Liu Yuntian boarded the python chariot. The soldiers of Tianyuan Camp rode on the red flame demon wolves and pulled the python chariot slowly into the air.

The other National Defense Army galloped on land, with the elite battalion with the lowest cultivation level rushing in the front. This way they could control the marching speed well and avoid the soldiers with lower cultivation level falling behind due to the high speed.

At this time, the python chariot on which Liu Yuntian was standing had been completely transformed into a majestic chariot. The gorgeous roof had been removed and the space of the python chariot had been expanded, like the deck of a warship.

But there were still gauze curtains hanging around, and a familiar figure was sitting inside - Ye Zhiruo was sitting steadily in the center.

At this time, Ye Zhiruo's voice came from the python chariot: "Tian'er, is it inappropriate for me to go with you to such a large-scale national war? In this way, you will have to divide your troops to protect my safety. Wouldn't this be a burden to you?"

Liu Yuntian, who was standing at the front of the python chariot, turned around and bowed, "Your Majesty, don't worry. This time, I will mobilize the whole country to launch a decisive battle. In order to prevent the enemy from surrounding Liang and rescuing Li, Your Majesty is safest if you stay by my side."

"Surround Liang and rescue Li?" Ye Zhiruo pondered for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully, "Do you think they will send people to hold me hostage while you are fighting on the front line?"

Liu Yuntian curled his lips and said with a wicked smile, "That's right."

But Liu Yuntian would never tell Ye Zhiruo his real thoughts. If he didn't bring her to the battlefield, how could Ye Ling come back to participate in the national war?

Generally, this kind of protagonist will come to the rescue at the critical moment. Wouldn't it be a pity if such combat power was not utilized enough?

Only after being stained with the blood of the Immortal Sect, Ye Ling can be considered truly bound to the Liang Kingdom. In this way, it can be said that he threatened his mother to control Ye Ling!

The Son of Destiny, as the protagonist of a world, is immortal, has high combat power, and can explode from time to time. There is no better tool man than the Son of Destiny.

Ye Zhiruo chuckled, with a hint of admiration in her eyes: "Tian'er is indeed a victorious general who was able to destroy dozens of countries in just five years. His strategies for marching and fighting are simply amazing."

At this time, except for the twelve Tianyuan Camp soldiers who were pulling the chariot, all the others temporarily acted as spies, constantly patrolling in front of and around the army to ensure that no unexpected situations would affect the army's journey.

As night fell, the army found an open area and began to rest.

According to common sense, given the National Defense Army's ability to refine their Qi and build their foundation, there wouldn't be any major problems even if they marched for three consecutive days.

However, Liu Yuntian was well aware of the complexity and uncertainty of war, and he believed that the army must always maintain sufficient physical strength.

After all, Xianmen and Liguo are not rigid NPCs, but a group of real, intelligent and strategic monks, and even a huge national force.

They won't be like copies that are fixed in place waiting to be attacked, instead, they may launch a sneak attack at any time.

Therefore, Liu Yuntian decided to let the army rest at night to recover their strength and deal with any situation that might arise.

As time passed and night gradually fell, the soldiers had just finished their meal when Liu Yuntian sensed through the traveler's prompts that a large number of troops and monks were approaching.

At this time, Wang Hu, the leader of Tianyuan Camp, was riding the Red Flame Demon Wolf and rushing back to the camp.

Without waiting for his report, Liu Yuntian had already guessed that the other party did not want to sit and wait for death, but chose to launch an attack at night.

"Gather the soldiers and prepare for battle!" Liu Yuntian gave the order calmly.

The soldiers who received the order acted quickly, blew the horn to gather the troops, and began to beat drums and sound gongs.

“Woo woo woo—”

“Boom boom boom—”

The National Protection Army had long been accustomed to such emergencies. They quickly extinguished the campfire, picked up their weapons, and assembled in formation.

"Draw your bows and crossbows, shoot all your arrows, get ready for ten rounds of volleys!"

At Liu Yuntian's command, all kinds of bows and crossbows were strung, making bursts of noise.

Liu Yuntian knew very well that these bows and arrows were expensive, but he understood even more that the value of life was more precious.

All wealth is created by countless people, so he did not hesitate to use these precious arrows.

The production value of each person comes together like the rolling waters of the Yangtze River, forming a mighty torrent of wealth.

Although these people work hard day and night, the wages they receive are barely enough to maintain basic living needs.

This does not mean that the value of their labor is not high, but because in the process of distributing wealth to them, a large amount of wealth is devoured by those greedy roundworms.

Liu Yuntian knew this truth very well, so he would not easily sacrifice human lives to save those few arrows.

On the contrary, he would rather consume more arrows to protect the lives of the soldiers. After all, as long as there are people, no matter how much wealth there is, it can be reproduced.

Arrows are one of the most lethal weapons in large-scale wars. Whenever arrows rain down, the enemy will be greatly reduced in number, effectively consuming the number of enemy troops. When the two armies come into close combat, you can gain the greatest advantage!

Under the hail of arrows, the power of our Liu Clan is fully demonstrated!

"Report to Lord Liu, the enemy is less than a hundred miles away from us!"...

Liu Yuntian stroked the hilt of the knife, carefully feeling the distance of the enemy, "Not yet, the enemy's rear troops are not in range yet!"

"Report to Lord Liu, the enemy is less than 80 miles away from us!"...

"Closer...closer!"

"Report to Lord Liu, the enemy is less than fifty miles away from us!"...