Sword Venerable Ling Tian

In the great hall, all the generals gathered around the flashing plate Maps and were discussing amongst themselves.    

    

One by one, the scouts and Martial Cultivator s went in and out of the city, nervously reporting on the situation of the battles that were occurring at every corner of the border.    

    

Ling Tian and Luo Zijun walked into the hall, and the group of General immediately split into two.    

    

"Greetings Great General!"    

    

"No need to be overly courteous, Great General Cui, marquis, the two of you do not need to bow. Ling Tian is just a junior, he really cannot endure."    

    

Ling Tian saw that in the middle of the crowd, Cui Kuohai and Pei Renji still had to bow, so he quickly went forward to stop them.    

    

"Heh heh, why can't I take it? Now that you have a combat power that is even scarier than us and saved my life, you should be able to accept this courtesy. "    

    

"That's right, I, Pei Renji, admire you, you little rascal.    

    

Cui Kuohai said.    

    

"I cannot accept that. In the end, I am still a member of the younger generation."    

    

"Let's hurry up and check out the situation."    

    

Ling Tian waved his hand, allowing the two primordial spirit power s to sit in the main seat.    

    

"What's the situation?"    

    

Ling Tian looked at Li Qingcheng and Cui Zhan on both sides.    

    

"Not so good."    

    

Cui Zhan shook his head first. As he walked closer, he lit up a row of specks of light on top of the Maps.    

    

"The entire borders of the Yan State is under continuous and fierce attacks from the Hun army. Fortunately, the Marquis of Yan State had made preparations in advance, so it was not possible for their defenses to be broken through in such a short period of time."    

    

"However, the Marquis of Yan State only has one province's army after all. What he faces is the entire army of the three tribes of the Huns!"    

    

"So, defending is the only thing we can do, but we don't know how long we'll be able to do so ?"    

    

After Cui Zhan finished speaking, he sighed, and the other generals all became silent.    

    

Although they had wiped out the main force of Fu Fan in the Yumen this time around, they were still in a dire situation.    

    

"Has Prince Su made any movements yet? Where is Yuwen Chengdu's million strong army? "    

    

Ling Tian leaned on the sand table, and said to the densely packed specks of light.    

    

"Prince Su has not moved yet, Yuwen Chengdu's army has arrived, but it was too late. When his army arrived, we had already exterminated the entire Huns, causing Yuwen Chengdu to turn angry from embarrassment. We were camping a hundred miles north of Yumen, what does that mean?"    

    

Cui Zhan said helplessly.    

    

"Heh heh, what meaning can he have? they were just trying to watch a joke on us from afar to see how we get annihilated by the Huns. "    

    

Luo Zijun could not help but sneer.    

    

"That's right, compared to the other fronts, our Yumen is the one that is the deepest in the Northern Wasteland. Although it is easy to defend but hard to attack, it is also a place that the Huns must fight over." That's right, our Yumen is the one that is the deepest in the Northern Wasteland compared to the other frontlines.    

    

Li Qingcheng also stepped forward, and pointed at the northwest direction of Yumen: "To my knowledge, these defenses all have signs of the Hun army moving. Clearly, their target is our Yumen."    

    

"That's normal."    

    

Cui Kuohai also stood up and said: "Yumen's position is too special, it is like a thorn here, piercing into the Northern Wasteland. If the Yumen s are not eliminated, the hearts of the Huns s on all of their fronts will not be at ease. "    

    

"That's why we've fought so many surprise attacks. This time, we won't be able to avoid being forced to defend the city ?"    

    

Ling Tian pursed his lips.    

    

"From the looks of it, that's the only way. If our army leaves, Yumen will not be able to protect us." Li Qingcheng nodded.    

    

"Well, in that case, it will save us the trouble of going back and forth!"    

    

"Pass down the order, the army will take turns to guard the gate. The rest of you, train on the spot and have the scouts leave. Report back to the military at any time!"    

    

Ling Tian stood up and walked to the front of the hall. Looking at the five thousand kilometers of mountains and rivers outside the Yumen, he took a deep breath.    

    

"Then let's guard the Yumen. I want to see who dares to attack!"    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

On the walls of the Yumen, there was a boundless stretch of Human Warrior. Although there were no traces of the Huns at all, they still did not relax.    

    

At the top of the city gate tower, Ling Tian sat there while holding onto the sword, staring blankly at the endless desert walls of the Northern Wasteland.    

    

The Yumen's terrain was somewhat different, with the mountain ranges in the north overlapping each other. Outside of the pass, however, it was like a flat plain.    

    

This kind of terrain made it especially easy to hide troops in the mountains within the Yumen, and the ones outside the borders would be exposed in the eyes of the Martial Cultivator inside.    

    

"What are you thinking about?"    

    

A voice rang out, and in the next moment, it was Qin Mingyue who flew up from below the city walls.    

    

"Nothing, I just finished setting up the Array, and came up to take a look."    

    

Ling Tian reached out and hugged Qin Mingyue.    

    

"I can tell that even though you are completely confident in front of them, you still feel very pressured in your heart."    

    

Burying her head in Ling Tian's embrace, Qin Mingyue said gently.    

    

"Hur hur, you know me the best."    

    

Ling Tian took a deep breath of the fragrant scent in Qin Mingyue's hair, "I am the general in charge of the army, anyone can have scruples and fears, but I cannot."    

    

"It's true that there's pressure. After all, we don't know how strong the Hun army we're about to face is."    

    

"Did you release the Illusion Thorn Bee?" Qin Mingyue asked.    

    

"They've been released."    

    

"Younger Sister Chen Xiang said that she researched a set of Array and can lay it on the ground in front of the pass. At that time, not only will it weaken the Huns's combat power, it can also amplify the Human Warrior."    

    

"I already have subordinates, but these are far from enough. I want them to be absolutely safe."    

    

Ling Tianyao shook his head.    

    

"Oh right, do you still remember if you have a junior brother in the same sect, Mo Minghai?"    

    

Qin Mingyue suddenly asked.    

    

"Same sect?" Mo Minghai?! "    

    

Ling Tian frowned, but just as he was about to shake his head, his eyes lit up, "I remember now, he's a student of the Xiaoyao Academy. When I first arrived at the Academy, I saw him, but I haven't seen him for the past few years."    

    

"Why did you suddenly mention him?"    

    

"He came to the hall to find you just now to report something. I heard that he said he was from the Xiaoyao Academy and you even gave him some pointers. Let him wait below for a while and then come up to find you." Qin Mingyue sat up from Ling Tian's embrace and said, "Could it be that this kid really has something important to do?"    

    

"Perhaps, I have a premonition that this kid might be of great use!"    

    

"Let's go down and take a look!"    

    

"What, Spirit Gathering Giant Cannon?"    

    

"What's that?"    

    

In the palace, Ling Tian looked down at the cautious Mo Minghai with a frown.    

    

This Mo Minghai actually said that he knew of several weapons that had been lost for a long time.    

    

Regarding this, Ling Tian really did not understand.    

    

This was because he thought that in this world of martial arts, the powerful Martial Cultivator would easily burn the sky and boil the sea.    

    

The rewards, might not be as high as the offensive Array.    

    

It's just chicken ribs.    

    

But this Mo Minghai had an expression of absolute confidence.    

    

"Head... Oh no, Great General! Listen to me, my Spirit Gathering Giant Cannon was passed down through my Mo Family for thousands of years. Ever since the establishment of the Southern Tang, my ancestors had destroyed all their tools for attacking and defending the city, and all of the smiths' memories were erased, so other than a few direct descendants, no one knows about these things. "    

    

Mo Minghai said excitedly: "My Mo Family has a group training. It says that when Human Race is in danger, she must be born to face misfortune!"    

    

"I've endured until now. Finally, this day has come!"