Watching Xian Zhen's figure, Yang Hao marveled, "The combat power of the Xuanwu Legion will surely advance further!"
"System, use the power of reincarnation to summon!"
Glancing at it, Yang Hao closed Xian Zhen's profile, and the figure in the long river of history of the Xuanhuang Tower of Reincarnation dispersed.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully deducting four point seven million points of reincarnation power, the system is starting to summon!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully summoning the peerless general from history - Divine General Li Siyi!"
Li Siyi?
Yang Hao looked at the figure, Divine General Li Siyi, skilled in the Mo Dao, and even formed the Mo Dao Army. This person always led the charge in battle, and there was a saying that perfectly expressed his extraordinary courage and combat power.
"When Si Yi wields his saber, men and horses shatter!"
"View the detailed information of Divine General Li Siyi!"
"Name: Li Siyi"
"Dynasty: Tang Dynasty"
"Cultivation: Sixth level of Minor Heavenly Venerate!"
"Cultivation Technique: Mo Yan Immortal Art!"
"Accompanying Troops: Peerless Troop - One hundred thousand Mo Dao Elite Soldiers!"
Experience: Li Siyi was seven feet tall and possessed extraordinary strength.
During the Kaiyuan era, Li Siyi followed the Protector-General of Anxi and was ordered to campaign against Sulu, the chieftain of the Ten Tribes. He charged into battle, scaled castles to capture enemies, and took many enemy soldiers captive.
In the sixth year of Tianbao, Gao Xianzhi was ordered to lead troops to attack the Kingdom of Little Bolu. Li Siyi accompanied the army. He led infantry up a high mountain and pushed rocks down to bombard the Tubo army. He single-handedly carried a large banner and led the charge on a perilous path, causing the Tubo army to suffer a great defeat. This battle shook the Western Regions, pacified the Kingdom of Little Bolu, and led seventy-two countries, including Fulin and the Great Food Kingdom, to submit to the Tang Dynasty.
In the second year of Zhide, Li Siyi followed Prince Guangping, Li Yu, to recapture Chang'an. As the great battle began, Li Siyi stood at the front of the formation, shouting loudly and fighting bravely. Enemies struck by Li Siyi's saber were shattered, men and horses alike. It was also in this battle that the Tang army recaptured Chang'an, and later also recaptured Luoyang.
In the second year of Qianyuan, Li Siyi and Guo Ziyi besieged Xiangzhou and were wounded by stray arrows. While recuperating in his tent, the battle unexpectedly resumed. Li Siyi shouted to fight the enemy, causing his wound to rupture and leading to his death from bleeding several liters.
"Promote! Xian Zhen as the Commander of the Xuanwu Legion, effective immediately!"
"Promote! Li Siyi as the Deputy General of the Third Army of the Qilin Legion!"
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"National Preceptor!"
"Back then, you were in Zhulu City, divining the world's destiny, and said I was like nine dragons converging, capable of commanding the army of an era. I followed your words and defied my master's last wish, establishing this Zhulu Immortal Dynasty!"
"Now!"
"What? You say the destiny has changed, the dragon脉 of the Western Frontier is shifting, and it must be three destructions converging into one. Even if I believe your divination, you say my imperial destiny has ended, and the collapse of the Zhulu Immortal Dynasty is inevitable!"
"This time, I will defy fate!"
"Without your guidance, I may not be able to mobilize those few, but I still have the entire court of civil and military officials, and dozens of Minor Heavenly Venerate experts. The Great Han? It is not yet the final moment, I will never surrender!"
Xianyu's eyes were red as he looked at the National Preceptor Bu Xing, who was dressed in sackcloth. He saw Bu Xing, whose eyes were not open and whose face was full of disappointment. Xianyu knew that this time, Bu Xing, who had always helped him, would no longer assist him. The destiny obtained from divination, Bu Xing would not change even by half a point, and it must be followed without error!
"National Preceptor!"
"Just watch closely. My Zhulu Immortal Dynasty's destiny is far more than these few years!"
With that said, Xianyu walked out of the National Preceptor's mansion and directly led a million troops, marching towards the northern frontier.
"Alas!"
On the battlements of the Holy City, Bu Xing held a turtle shell and moved slowly, his eyes showing a hint of fatigue. He stopped and looked at the starry sky, "Destiny is ordained by the Great Dao. Why do you insist, Xianyu!"
"The destiny of the Western Frontier Emperor is in the West, not in the East, and certainly not in my southern Zhulu. You are about to destroy Zhulu's foundation entirely!"
"The Great Han Divine Emperor Yang Hao, his destiny, this old man cannot calculate at all. His destiny is not in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, yet it is inextricably linked to the Three Thousand Dao Provinces. Alas..."
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"Commander, according to intelligence from the Imperial Guard, the Immortal Emperor Xianyu of the Zhulu Immortal Dynasty has personally led troops into battle, amassing three million elite soldiers of the dynasty. They reached the border yesterday!"
At the border between the Great Han Divine Dynasty and the Zhulu Immortal Dynasty, there was a huge city that divided the two territories. Zhebie, the Commander of the Kui Niu Legion, stood on the city wall in cyan armor, his body straight, his expression stern.
The important task of suppressing Zhulu and unifying the Western Regions this time was entrusted to him by Yang Hao. Zhebie did not take this war with the Zhulu Immortal Dynasty seriously. However, having been in existence for some time and without any achievements to his name, he was somewhat unable to establish a firm footing when facing the powerhouses of various eras.
Beside him, Fu Youde said with a grave expression. Although Zhebie was from the Mongolian tribe of the desert, setting aside race, he deeply admired the general before him. Genghis Khan's arrows swept across the countries of Europe and Asia. Regardless of how strong the countries of Europe and Asia were at the time, this achievement was rare in history.
"Xianyu personally leading troops into battle shows that the pressure exerted by our army has not achieved the desired effect. However, since he is personally leading the troops, we can resolve the southern territory of the Western Regions in one battle."
Zhebie's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if he could see through thousands of miles to examine the situation of the Zhulu army.
"His Majesty intended for Zhulu to surrender and peacefully annex the hundred or so Dao Provinces in the south. But now it seems that this Xianyu cannot recognize the current situation in the Western Regions. Even Hengtian cannot withstand our Great Han's Iron Lions. Zhulu Immortal Dynasty, hehe!" Fu Youde shook his head. In his opinion, Xianyu was merely trying to contend, but the prerequisite for this contention was that both sides were at least equal.
But now, the Great Han Divine Dynasty had swept across Hengtian, Qingxuan had surrendered, and two-thirds of the Western Regions were in the hands of the Great Han. Zhulu? What could he use to contend with the Great Han for the Western Regions!
"Which emperor in history has been willing to give up power?"
"This plane is no exception. Although this world respects realm and strength as paramount! This imperial aura and the aura of national fortune are not something any living being can enjoy. Xianyu, who has just become an Immortal Emperor, is he willing to give it up like this?" Zhebie said.
"If you ask me, we should just charge in and slaughter the city!"
The majestic and domineering tone, with a bloodthirsty aura, revealed the terror of the Mongolian cavalry at that time. The Mongolian cavalry swept through the Jin and Southern Song dynasties, and even reached Europe, with blood soaring and mountains of corpses along the way. If there was any resistance, or if they were displeased, they would directly slaughter the city and cut off your active strength.
"Commander!"
Fu Youde's face turned cold, and he shook his head.
Although the Great Han's army had also shed blood continuously, they had to distinguish their enemies. Slaughtering the city like that was too cruel!
"General Fu need not worry, I was just speaking figuratively."