The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this and blurted out: "Who do you think is the hero?"

The old monk smiled when he heard this and replied calmly: "Beauties have been like famous generals since ancient times. They are not allowed to grow old in the world? Your hero has already grown old in his old age."

The old Taoist priest laughed when he heard this. He stroked his beard and was filled with emotion. He quietly replied: "That's true."

The old monk didn't expect that the old Taoist priest wouldn't accept his joke at all, so he felt bored and had to shake his head and said: "You know that's not the case, so why do you follow my wishes?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and replied softly: "As for the Heavenly Dao of the Five Realms, he is indeed like this... but even the Heavenly Dao of the Five Realms doesn't know that he has already transcended this world!"

"Only a master like you can teach such an earth-shattering disciple."

The old monk sighed again and again, holding the flower and smiling: "The Thousand Miles of River Styx has washed away the eternal growth rings on him and Xiao Hei. Who else in the world can have such an adventure like him?"

The old Taoist priest smiled faintly: "You said that Wanli River Styx, it was really an accident, and he was just following the way of heaven, not going against it."

The old monk shook his head: "So, in heaven and on earth, he is a hero in the monk's heart."

Nalan Yu looked at Ouyang Dongli's dazed look and couldn't help but ask: "What happened?"

After a while, Ouyang Dongli sighed quietly, retracted his gaze towards the void, looked at Nalan Yu and Yang Kaiyi and laughed.

Said: "I am asking the old monk, who is the real hero among the five realms."

Nalan Yu frowned, thinking about today's battle, and couldn't help but said: "In my opinion, which of the soldiers on the city wall today is not a hero? If you have to find one, I think Xiao Hei is the one."

Ouyang Dongli shook his head and smiled faintly: "In the eyes of seniors, you and I are not heroes. Their vision is much higher than that of you and me."

Yang Kaiyi, who was sitting aside making tea, thought for a while, sighed and said: "In this case, only the National Master is worthy of these two words."

Nalanyu, who was leaning on the reclining chair, scratched his neck, patted the chair and said, "If you want to be a hero, of course it is my brother!"

After speaking, he looked at Yang Kaiyi and said with a smile: "Let me tell you a secret. When the emperor gave him the dragon throne, he turned around and left without even looking at it."

Ouyang Dongli smiled and said nothing when he heard this, thinking that his disciple had gone around in circles in the sky and on the earth.

If it wasn't for the purpose of cutting off certain thoughts in my heart, I'm afraid none of the Five Realms would come back.

Why would he care about the chair under the emperor's butt?

…

It's night, and the sky is filled with stars.

Li Xiuyuan on Tianshan Mountain didn't care about the final outcome of the battle in front of Nanyun City, because he taught Nalan Yu all the skills he could teach.

Now he is like an old monk ringing the bell, and every day he rings the clock counts.

Counting on the fingers, waiting for the arrival of the catastrophe of the five declines of heaven and man.

On the other hand, Hua Yu and Tantai Xiaoyu were extremely excited after hearing about the great victory in Southern Xinjiang from Li Xiuyuan.

Xin Dao said that it won’t be long before he can see Watson.

But Bruce Lee, after finishing his work, will take his future wife down the mountain tomorrow.

The sky was filled with stars, and it was the night when Xiao Hei and Watson were exploring the pit to bury someone.

By the time Watson spent an hour finding the big pit left by Nalan Yu near the inn and releasing the gas inside, it was already halfway through Chou's time.

After Watson finished his business, he quietly left the inn until half an hour after he left, which was almost midnight.

A ball of flame soared into the sky from the inn in the direction of Sanzhen to Nanyun City!

While Watson and Xiao Teng were running wildly, a deafening explosion sounded in their ears, followed by explosions one after another.

In this quiet night, a shocking battle had just ended in the early morning in front of Nanyun City.

The grain, grass and supplies piled up at the inn were blown up into the air, and then countless fires burned fiercely.

The soldiers who were woken up from their dreams by the bombing were crying and stationed at the post station to guard the supplies. Tens of thousands of soldiers came from the three towns to participate in the battle ahead.

In the sound of explosions one after another, countless people turned into dust in their dreams.

Even Nalan Yu himself had forgotten about this move. He had told Watson about it at first, but he didn't expect that it would become a nightmare for the South China Sea army tonight.

Xiao Hei looked at the firelight that reflected half of the sky and sighed.

He smiled and said, "It's a pity that my brother can't see it, and it's a pity that General Nalan can't see it either. I guess no one will be able to see this magical scene tonight."

Not to mention Nalan Yu, even Yun Zhongchen and Yun Tiannan, the father and son guarding each other, could not see it.

After all, they were hundreds of miles apart, so how could they hear the explosions that went off one after another in the early morning.

Watson disagreed. He just wanted to end the war as soon as possible. He wanted to go home. He wanted to go to Tianshan to see his godfather, sister and Tantai Xiaoyu.

Looking back at the fireworks in the sky, Watson sighed.

He said quietly: "I have been busy for half the night and I want to go back and have a good sleep. Uncle Master, you can ask General Nalan what to do next tomorrow morning."

Xiao Hei nodded and said, "It's okay. I'll go and play with Brother Nalan when I wake up."

The two of them caused an earth-shattering incident, turning the food and supplies of the South China Sea army into ashes, but then slipped away quietly.

Just like this matter has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with the stars in the sky.

Winning this war is what they care about.

…

It was raining lightly in the early morning, and Yun Zhongchen, who was angry, frightened and angry, was woken up by military advisor Shang Donglin before he could open his eyes.

Shang Donglai, with a tired face and bloodshot eyes, looked at him and murmured: "It's over, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on this time."

Yun Zhongchen was startled and blurted out: "Did the enemy attack again? Why didn't I hear the sound of the horn?"

Shang Donglin looked at him and shook his head, smiling bitterly: "In the early morning, spies from southern Xinjiang detonated a large pit in the ground near the post station, and our food and supplies were reduced to ashes overnight..."

"Pfft!" a sound.

Yun Zhongchen spurted out another mouthful of blood. If yesterday's battle had cost him half his life, this news was like a sword that was stabbed into his chest again.

Seeing that something was not going well, Shang Donglin had to quickly take a pill and feed it to him.

He sighed and said, "Don't be anxious, sir. The inn has been sending messages all night long. I think the island owner should have received the message by now."

In Shang Donglin's opinion, these two pieces of news, one after the other, might cost half of Yun Tiannan's life.

After all, food and grass supplies are the most basic guarantee for war. If these guarantees are destroyed by the opponent, then why fight?

Even if the army returns to Shisan Town, it will take ten days before the grain and grass in the fields can be harvested.

Now, he can only wait for the island owner Yun Tiannan to come from the three towns with food and grass to save his life.

Yun Zhongchen took out a silk scarf and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a bitter smile: "An army of hundreds of thousands, and countless supplies of food and grass, turned into ashes in the blink of an eye..."

A battle in which one's side was destined to win, unexpectedly turned around in such a terrible way.

Overnight, I stood on the edge of life and death.

After thinking about it, Yun Zhongchen sighed and said, "Please ask the military advisor to invite Mr. Gongyang. No matter how difficult it is, we have to figure out what to do next."

It is different from what Yun Zhongchen and Shang Donglin thought.

At this time, Yun Tiannan had already arrived outside the inn with reinforcements and food. After thinking about it at night, he finally couldn't trust his son, so he led the army to Nanyun City overnight.

When he received the battle report on the road, he saw several large pits outside the inn and corpses everywhere. He couldn't help but became furious and pointed at the sky and cursed.

"I, Yun Tiannan, swear that if we fail to destroy Southern Xinjiang, I will suffer a terrible death!"

There was a roar, a thunder fell, and then there was a heavy rain.

Seeing that this place was in ruins, Yun Tiannan was even more worried about Yun Zhongchen on the front line, so he arranged his manpower and buried the dead soldiers on the spot.

Then he led the army and rushed towards Nanyun City quickly.

Lord Nanyun, in the living room of the Lord's Mansion.

After applying the elixir and resting for a night, Nalan Yu finally felt better.

After eating half a bowl of white porridge, he looked at Yang Kaiyi and said, "If the South China Sea army doesn't show up by Si hour, then send out a large group of troops to bury the corpses on the battlefield."

The temperature is getting higher in summer, and if the dead bodies on the ground are not dealt with as soon as possible, it will not be long before it turns into a plague.

Such a result is not something that the southern Xinjiang army can bear.

"I'm going to the city tower to take a look." Yang Kaiyi looked at him and said gently: "By the way, arrange for the army to go out of the city to clean the battlefield."

Nalanyu touched his tightly wrapped wound and said with a wry smile: "I hope they won't go crazy again, so that everyone can rest in peace for a few days."

Yang Kaiyi waved his hand and walked to the living room.

"After resting for the night, my husband feels better."

While he was talking, Hua Tianxia walked into the living room, looked at Nalan Yu who was leaning on the recliner and refused to get up, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm not the only one who was injured." Nalan Yu sighed. Although his body was still in pain, he knew that it was just a physical pain and nothing.

Compared with his dead brothers, he was already very lucky, even the three members of his family were alive.

Since we are still alive, we will continue. After all, the war has not yet ended, and no one knows what unpredictable things will happen at the last moment.

"How are the injuries on those little guys?" Nalan Yu thought for a moment and asked, "How will it be tomorrow? He must have been frightened yesterday."

"Since he is the son of the general, he should go to the battlefield."
To be continued...