The Mountain of Demon Fire fused the four feet of the Rei Meng Ding, with some fragments of the body of the Demon Body. While spitting fire, it staggered towards Duanliu City. Every step was deep footprints, which made the ground within a hundred miles tremble. It was like a bison that had just escaped from the siege, covered in scars but rushed forward. Whether it was the demon soldiers on the ground, the Taoist priests and magicians in the air, they had to avoid their sharp edges.

"Oh my God, is this a magic trick? Or is it really alive?" Yang Qingyuan, the Taoist priest of Qishan, shouted in surprise, "We can't stop it, we want to lose!"

Xiao Qingtao had already tried it with Gu Hai Baozhu. The magic power of more than fifty inhaled Taoist priests could not cause any damage to the Demon Fire Mountain. "What should I do?" She also shouted, feeling that it would be meaningless to continue to fight.

Due to the stirring of the Four-legged Demon Mountain, the encirclement around the Taoist priests fell into chaos, which was a great opportunity for them to withdraw from the battlefield.

"Follow me!" Yang Qingyin took the lead in flying to the north, and the Taoists followed closely behind, killing several magicians, and breaking through the siege.

Yang Qingyin turned around and shot a fireball at the Four-legged Demon Mountain, "Continue to attack and lure it over!"

The Taoists immediately understood what she meant. They would rather let the Four-legged Demon Mountain cross the river and go to Dongjieguo than let it climb over Duanliu City. So everyone retreated and fought, and the magic kept flying towards the Demon Mountain, hoping to make it change its route.

Four-legged Demon Mountain didn't care about this tickling attack, but still rushed straight to Duanliu City.

Taifu Xin looked at the Demon Mountain from afar, and the war horse stood still in horror. If it weren't for being bound by the reins, he had already run away. The horror in his heart was the same as the horse. The reins that bound him were only the duties of the Zhengshu and loyalty to the royal family. However, every step that took the Demon Mountain, this bondage weakened a little.

"The situation is over." He said, completely giving up and gave the last order to the talisman master beside him, "The whole army turns to attack the demon mountain and stop it."

This is an impossible task. However, the talisman master just hesitated and immediately sent an order to the front line.

Taifu Xin turned his horse's head and drove towards Duanliu City. He wanted to cross the river before the Four-legged Demon Mountain. After running dozens of steps, he stopped and found that the guards did not all follow.

He turned around again, and more than 500 generals and guards followed only dozens of them, and the others stopped in place. They only left him with a erect back, and a posture of burning their boats.

He snorted softly. The Xizhi team did show its combat power beyond imagination, but the facts were there and would not change because of the generosity of some people.

There are always more stupid people in this world than smart people. Taifu Xin has no intention of persuading anyone to change his mind. Several of his children, grandchildren and confidants are in the same mind as him. That's enough. As for one grandson who voluntarily stays, this is a loss he can afford.

More than fifty people rode into Duanliu City, and the remaining more than four hundred people, including the talisman master who teleported the order, looked at each other and drove towards the southern battlefield.

The battle is coming to an end. Mu Xingqiu stood on the flea's back and came to a mound of soil. Looking at the four-legged demon mountain slowly approaching Duanliu City, it made this difficult victory almost lose its meaning.

The personal soldiers followed up panting. Only half of them were left, most of them lost their mounts, and the weapons they held were varied. I don’t know which deceased they were snatched from. Daliang Shen Xiuming was covered in blood and found that he was still alive. He was very happy and explained pantingly: “…you should understand me too, we… no, not everyone has a Qilin rider…”

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything, looking at the Four-legged Demon Mountain without moving.

The princess is here. Under the strict protection of the guards, she has almost never had any contact with the demon soldiers, but she is inevitably stained with a lot of blood. The sound behind the helmet cover seems to be deeper than usual. "Teacher Xin wants us to attack the demon mountain."

Mu Xingqiu turned around and looked at the battlefield. There were corpses everywhere. There were still battles in some places. There were only two or three thousand soldiers who could still stand and only hundreds of horses. The losses were too great. Most of the crazy fighting spirit he aroused had disappeared. It was difficult for the soldiers who had overdrawn their physical strength to withstand another battle.

"Let him die with his orders." Mu Xingqiu said, taking off his helmet, throwing it on the ground, untied his armor, and throwing it down, "Get together a team to treat the wounded, guard against the attack of the flying demon, and then stop here."

"What should I do with the Demon Mountain?" The princess also knew that attacking again was a way to die, but she agreed with Taifu Xin's choice from the royal standpoint. If she didn't want to give up or escape, the only thing she could do now was to attack the Demon Mountain.

"I'll go alone." Mu Xingqiu tied up his hair and inserted a long hairpin, restoring his identity as a Taoist priest, but he didn't have a blue robe on his body, but a soldier's costume.

"Are you alone?" The princess was shocked and took off her helmet. Her hair was scattered and her face was covered with sweat. Most noble women would rather die than show it to others in this way, but she didn't care.

"You can't leave us behind." Shen Xiuming said in a tough tone. He was a little unsteady at first, but then he raised his chest, as if he still had endless strength. "We are your personal soldiers, Mr. Pan San said..."

Mu Xingqiu smiled slightly and pointed to the bun and long hairpin on his head, "Now I am Taoist Pangshan. You are my good friend, not a personal soldier. Stay here and help me watch the fleas."

"But..." Shen Xiuming wanted to persuade him, but Mu Xingqiu had already risen into the air with his sword and shouted at all the soldiers on the battlefield: "Shijieguo's soldiers, remember today's battle, remember that the demon soldiers are not invincible, remember that you are the hope of the entire human race." After a pause, he continued: "Protect your princess."

Mu Xingqiu flew towards the four-legged demon mountain in the northeast at a very fast speed. The battlefield was quiet, and many injured people also struggled to stand up. Looking at General Mu's back as he walked away, vaguely understanding what he was going to do, but he couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it.

The princess put on her helmet again, not for protection, but for cover-up, and she had to show her expression on her face. She tried to take a deep breath and began to order: "Find out all the injured, those without horses, take them to retreat to the south, and those with mounts come with me."

Taifu Xin was very close to the city gate and had time to cross the bridge to Dongjieguo. However, the princess and his army stopped in the southwest, which was even better than the Mount of Demon Fire and Duanliu City. The infantry and wounded could only retreat south. A hundred miles away was the territory of the Holy Talisman Dynasty. A little further away, there were also the watching army of various vassal states, which was safer.

All the soldiers rushed to grab horses and wanted to follow the princess.

Nearly a hundred talisman masters came over. They had few casualties, but they almost used up all kinds of talismans. The princess issued a similar order: the talismans remained, and the talismans used talismans to retreat with the wounded.

Only more than ten talisman masters chose to stay, and Liu Ding suddenly had more than a dozen paper talismans in his hand.

More than 400 generals and guards who were originally from Taifu Xin came over. They were wearing full sets of armor and were inconvenient to dismount. They all held long spears and headed to the ground to pay tribute to the princess. They showed shame to their bloody comrades.

The princess glanced at him and did not find the figure of Taifu Xin. She was not surprised at all, nor did she ask. She immediately rushed to the east with nearly a thousand cavalry gathered together and moved forward in parallel with the Four-legged Demon Mountain so that she could turn the direction and launch an attack at any time.

She stared at the small dot in the air, her whole heart hanging from him.

Mu Xingqiu flew towards the Four-legged Demon Mountain and got closer and closer. But there was only a sentence echoing in his mind, and a sentence Zeng Fu said to him: "There is someone who regards you as more important than anything else."

He didn't want to die. Although he had no particularly clear plans for the future, he died outside Duanliu City when he was in his prime. He would never want to. But there were always some things that looked stupid, but had to do. Mu Xingqiu used illusions to arouse the fighting spirit and courage of countless people. He himself was deeply affected. Seeing that thousands of soldiers knew they would die or rush towards a powerful enemy, he could no longer maintain the calm Taoist heart.

But there is always a thread of Qingming in my mind that never disappears. Xiang Mu Xingqiu repeated Zeng Fu's words, "There is someone who regards you as more important than anything else."

"I have to try it." Mu Xingqiu said to himself.

Several magicians came up to him. As demon clans, their appearance was almost no different from that of humans. They were just dressed strangely, wearing feathers or animal skin coats, and their head decorations were quite exaggerated. Most of them rode on the back of the big bird, holding monster weapons in their hands, and when they were far away, they used magic to Mu Xingqiu.

Three stones flew over with the dark red smoke tail. Mu Xingqiu fell rapidly and rose again, adjusting his direction slightly, avoiding the magician, and passing by the heads of a group of bear cavalry, attracting a lot of spears, long axes and forks.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care at all, approaching the Sizhu Demon Mountain, throwing a long whip at it.

The pace of the Demon Mountain is getting more and more stable, but it is still spraying more than ten feet of flames around. No living creature dares to approach it, and even the magicians who once hid on the Demon Mountain dare not. Everyone can feel the anger of the Demon Mountain. At this time, trying to stop it or give orders to it is seeking death.

Mu Xingqiu's actions seemed to be seeking death from all eyes in the sky and on the ground.

The Taoists had retreated over the Dongjie River. Although the large group of demon soldiers did not dare to approach the Demon Mountain, they did not want to be too far away, so they did not chase them. Xiao Qingtao first saw Mu Xingqiu and pointed at the figure in surprise, "Oh my God, what is Brother Xiaoqiu doing?"

"Does he want to fight the Demon Fire Mountain alone?" Xin Youtao couldn't believe his eyes.

"He's crazy, he's crazy." Shen Hao shook his head.

The other Taoist priests had the same idea, and even forgot to continue retreating. The Taoist priest Yang Qingyuan of Qishan said, "How heavy is his heart fire disaster? Is it worth his hard work?"

Yang Qingyin snorted coldly, "He is a lunatic, but not a fool, he must have come up with some strange tricks."

A golden dragon flew past the Taoist priests, which scared them. The monk Ouyang Luo rode on the back of the golden dragon and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Go and help?" After that, he rushed to the Four-legged Demon Mountain first.

Yang Qingyin pointed at Ouyang Luo's back, "This is a fool." After that, she followed her.

The Taoist priests of Pangshan looked at each other, and all followed Yang Qingyin and returned to the battlefield. The Taoist priests of other Taoist priests hesitated for a while, and also followed. The battle was not over and the Taoist robbery had not yet been passed, and they still had passion in their hearts.

Mu Xingqiu kept whipping the demon mountain with a long whip. Even if he couldn't even shoot down a stone, he still insisted. It was just that the magicians in the distance caused him a lot of trouble, making him unable to concentrate on casting spells.

"Mu Xingqiu, you crazy!" Yang Qingyin's cry came, "You'd better have a way, otherwise we'll be fools!"

The attack on the magic trick stopped, and Mu Xing was able to pull to the Four-legged Demon Mountain with all his strength and replied loudly: "This mountain is a living thing, I want to completely release its anger!"

The Four-legged Demon Mountain seemed to have heard this sentence, and suddenly spurted out dozens of longer demon fire, making a deafening roar.
Chapter completed!