Resurrection of Shinto

The army is over ten thousand, boundless.

The flags were deployed, and the soldiers continued to walk out of the city like a torrent.

The inky black armor, with exquisite lines all over it, like stars, began to draw together to form a mysterious pattern.

Banners fluttered in the wind, and they were constantly shaking under the howling wind.

The above is facing the fighting, bull, female, empty, dangerous, room, and wall.

Astonishingly it is the seven basalts in the north, each of which corresponds to an army, which is combined into the seven armies.

Every army has stepped into the ranks of Taoist soldiers. Before the aura of rejuvenation, this powerful army was enough to ramp up the world. Even the Eight Schools of Shangjing, who relied on Da Zhou Taizu to ramp up the world, were not as sharp as these seven army elites.

Ying Hou wears a golden armor and a golden helmet on his head. His upper helmet is tasseled, erected high, proud like a peacock, and the blood-red cloak behind him is as bright as blood. At this moment, he is pulling the reins and standing on the chariot. On, watching the Seventh Army slowly walk out of the city.

The chariot at the foot is engraved with exquisite patterns one after another, and each pattern continuously intersects and separates. The bronze color of the whole body gathers the aura of the four directions and blooms with precious light, which is remarkable and extraordinary.

Six horses, at the moment with saddle reins, are in front of the chariot.

Zhou Li: The emperor has nine drivers, the king has six drivers, the princes have five drivers, the princes have four drivers, the doctors have three drivers, the scholars have two drivers, and the common people have one driver.

At this time Ying Hou had surpassed the five princes and had already compared himself to the king.

Standing by the side of the chariot, Chen Wenli looked at the army's military capacity and couldn't help but praised and preached: "The lord has this hero, and this battle will undoubtedly win!"

Ying Hou was full of spirits, stood on the chariot, and shouted: "We must win!"

"Sure victory!"

Suddenly, the shouts continued to be heard, the voice shook the state city, and the power reached its peak. When watching this powerful army from all sides, all the colors appeared moved.

State City, Yingbin Building, fourth floor.

The window was ajar, supported by a wooden stick.

At this moment, the sudden shouts and the voice of victory continued to come in, causing Song Yu, who was sitting quietly, to frown. His eyes followed the window and looked outside. The Seventh Army on the street was walking side by side, watching With the Seventh Army with different flags and armors, a solemn color appeared in Song Yu's eyes.

He spoke in a deep voice: "Ying Hou’s family learned the origins. According to the seven lodgings of Northern Dou, Niu, Nv, Xu, Danger, Room, and Wall, these seven Taoist soldiers were trained, each with 3,000 men. A total of 21,000."

"In this conquest of Zhu Chongba, all seven soldiers have come out with all their strength. It seems that the battle is about to meet Huazhou."

"What do you think of Yuer?"

Song Yu finally stopped at a middle-aged man. The handsome and handsome young man who used to be like a jade **** in the past is now over 30. He has begun to grow beards, and his short beard brings out a steady breath.

Song Yu looked at the moving army outside, and calmly spoke: "Yinghou was born in a big family and has prosperous officials. Now he has been in charge of Yinghuazhou for ten years."

"Two years ago, the emperor died, and only then was it possible to quell the rebellion in the counties and quickly take control of the three counties. With the accumulation of the county, the training department trained these seven or seven low-grade Taoist soldiers."

Dao soldiers are divided into grades, the basic stage is the upper, middle and lower three grades, and the upper ones are the superb grades, a total of four grades.

Two years ago, the Dao soldiers were shocked, but now two years later, the world is full of Dao soldiers, and all kinds of Dao soldiers are emerging in an endless stream. Naturally, there are already grades. In the future, there will be a list of heavenly soldiers and immortals. The level of soldiers and so on.

This was set by Xia Fang and spread to the world in the name of Great Zhou, and the world basically defaulted to this.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Song Yu's mind. After saying that there was a pause, he continued to preach: "The seven armies of the stars are the seven places in the north. If they are united together, they will be connected in one vein. , It can form a trip to the north of Xuanwu and turn into a middle-rank Taoist soldier."

"This is Ying Hou's killer, and Ying Hou will defeat Zhu Chongba with this."

"In contrast, although Zhu Chongba occupies Longhua County and Changshui County, and dominates nearly half of Yinghuazhou's population, only Ying County of the three Yinghou County can be compared with Longhua County, and the remaining two counties cannot be compared with Changshui County."

"But Zhu Chongba has only risen for two years. Although he focused on the defeated soldiers in the Battle of Changshui, he has kept an elite group of soldiers from the training center of the defeated soldiers, and he has also entered the ranks of Taoist soldiers."

"In terms of military strength, although Zhu Chongba has a large number of people, it is far inferior to Ying Hou's elite. When it comes to stability, Ying Hou has been in charge of Ying Hua for ten years, and his roots are deep-rooted. Aristocratic families are inclined to Ying Hou. "

Song Yu looked at Song Yu who was freely swaying, stroked his temples, and shook his head slightly, saying: "Ying Hou Nian Nian has been here in the past few years. It seems that it is not ineffective. Yu'er, you tend to be too serious, but this is also No wonder Yu'er, my Song family is a famous door in Yinghuazhou."

"It is normal for Ying Hou who is inclined to take action from the family. After all, in order to win over the family, all of the positions under Ying Hou were taken by the children of the family."

Song Ci leaned lazily on the chair. At this time, with a single finger, the grapes on the table were flying. The crystal clear green grapes fell directly into the mouth, gently biting the grapes, and Song Ci waved and beat. Cut off Song Yu's words and said: "The third child?"

"I know that you are here to be a lobbyist, refute Yu'er's opinion at this moment?"

"It seems that I am inclined to Zhu Chongba!"

Song Yu looked at Song Ci, her silver hair was scattered randomly, and the loose robe was like a bedding, as if it would fall directly with a light pull.

A wry smile appeared on his face. The old man who was neatly dressed, paid attention to rules and strict, didn't know where he went.

Song Ci was eating grapes, shaking a folding fan in his hand, fanning the wind constantly, preaching in a mixed tone:

"The future of the Song family is in your hands. Brother is not good anymore, he is old, and he has to walk with his arms and legs to eat."

"It's hard to be able to take care of life, but you two got here. If you have something to say?"

"After finishing talking about the old man, there is still something to do. The Chunxi girl in Wangchunlou, today is going to play the piano for the old man, but I don't have much time to spend with you here."

Song Yu's face moved, and he raised a hand of the teacup, and couldn't help but stiffen, and immediately persuaded him bitterly: "Uncle, you are a great scholar, condense your literary spirit, and cultivate blood."

"This is already a pure Yang Yuanshen in Immortal Dao, the Seventh-Rank of Shen Dao, if you go further and turn it into a loyalty, then it will be a strong Lei Jie."

"The status and status are extraordinary~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's better not to go to Wangchunlou. The impact is really great, last time."

Song Ci interrupted Song Yu's words and preached indifferently: "Gifts and beautiful ladies, what's wrong."

"You don't need to say the third one,"

"In this war, Huazhou will belong to it. Who wins? It's that simple."

"If you have a good idea, don't care about the old man. You don't care about the old man, and no one will trouble the old man. You are all dead, and the old man starts a new life and creates the Song family again, so that the Song family can be passed on."

"As long as the old man does not die and the lintel of the Song family does not fall, it will still be one of the famous families in Yinghuazhou."

Seeing Song Ci's departure, Song Yu asked, "Sanshu is still optimistic about Dou Changsheng?"

Wrong, it was Zhu Chongba, Dou Changsheng had never risen, the time had passed and there was no chance.

Song Yu shook his head, but didn't have the thought to say it, stood up and said: "Look at who wins and who loses in this battle!"