In mid-April, Haotian led an army of 100,000 across the Yangtze River and returned to Jingzhou. The soldiers of Jingzhou welcomed the army. After the army was exhausted in Jingzhou for a day, they marched towards the nearby Linjiang City of Wei.

Haotian also used his palm force to break through the city wall and gate. The army attacked the city. In just half a day, he captured 30,000 Wei soldiers and occupied the city.

After capturing the city, the generals and staff members studied the march route in the military tent.

"Our army marched from this road. Including the time of siege, it only takes three months to reach Luoyang, the capital of Wei." Haotian said, pointing to a route on the military map on the table.

"General, I think the enemy will inevitably intercept our army from the main road, so it is better to march from this small road."

General Chen pointed to another route and said, "This path is not only a little closer, but it is not easy for the enemy's troops to be mobilized on the path, which is beneficial to our army."

"Yes! Our army has few soldiers and horses, which is conducive to fighting on small roads, and the distance is a little closer."

Staff Ma agreed.

Haotian didn't say anything, as if he had listened to other people's opinions before saying it.

"Yes! Attack faster from the small path. With the ability of the general, the enemy is not afraid even if there is an ambush."

A general named Xia said again.

"Everyone, please see clearly that there are two rivers not far from this path.

If the Wei army waited for our army to break through the waters of the two rivers on its way, our army would be flooded by the rivers."

Staff Zhao pointed to the map and said.

Everyone followed the point where Staff Zhao pointed, stared at him with wide eyes, and immediately woke up.

"Staff Officer Zhao, look at the map carefully. If you walk on a small path and get the Wei army breaks the river water, I will naturally not be afraid, but the soldiers will probably be miserable.

"Haotian praised with a smile.

The generals and staff secretly praised the careful look at the pictures, but they admired Haotian's military talent even more, and they understood the way of using troops so quickly.

The next morning, Haotian led the army from the main road and headed towards Gaoyang City.

Halfway through the road, the spy came back and reported: "General, Wei General Fang Zhongxin led an army of more than 1.8 million from the main road, which is only thirty kilometers away from our army."

When the generals heard this, they suddenly changed their fear. Although they knew Haotian's ability, they had more than 1.8 million troops, but their Han army was more than 18 times that of them. As the saying goes, "many ants bite the elephant to death", they had to make people feel a huge sense of pressure.

"No matter whether he has more than 1.8 million or 8.1 million, he will definitely lose no matter how many times he comes."

Haotian sneered. Even when he had not practiced the Shadow Sword Technique, Haotian sneered at the more than 1.8 million soldiers, let alone now.

In fact, for Haotian, the number of enemy troops is meaningless. He can use a move to "capture the king first". As long as he kills the enemy generals and important generals, the enemy will be in trouble. I just don't know if Fang Zhongxin has invited strong cultivators to come.

"Although the general is not afraid of the Wei army, the soldiers will probably panic when they see so many enemies." General Chen said.

"What do you think?" Haotian asked.

"I think we should first spread to the soldiers that our army's aid army will arrive soon in order to calm the hearts of everyone."

General Chen suggested.

"Yeah! A good plan." Haotian was not a stubborn person. He was willing to accept reasonable opinions and immediately asked General Chen to do it.

When the Wei army and the Han army were only two kilometers apart, the sunset had already set. The two armies were stationed on the spot, setting fires and cooking, preparing to fight to the death tomorrow.

In the Wei army's tent, Fang Zhongxin and generals such as General He and staff members discussed secretly.

"General, I heard that the Han army had only 100,000 troops. I suggest that the soldiers secretly surrounded them at night and they could be surrounded and killed tomorrow morning."

General He said.

"Okay! I'm just thinking." Fang Zhongxin turned his face to face and said to more than ten men wearing immortal master uniforms, "Dear Immortal Masters, our army has an absolute advantage in military strength. As long as you can help me defeat the Han army general Haotian."

It turned out that Fang Zhongxin promoted to the three major immortal cultivation sects of Wei that the Han army would not only invade Wei, but also destroy these immortal cultivation sects.

Therefore, in order to "protect yourself", the three major immortal cultivators had to bring their strongest immortal masters in the sect and follow the army. "Hmph! That Haotian killed my junior brother He Yun, and I must kill him with my own hands to relieve my hatred."

A man who seemed to be in his fifties and had only a little black hair on his head said coldly.

"President Hu, with you taking action personally, why worry about not being able to kill Haotian?" Fang Zhongxin said flatteringly.

Upon hearing this, the man raised a proud sneer on his lips. It turned out that he was Hu Weiming, the current leader of the Feijian Sect.

His actual age is over 800 years old, and his cultivation has just entered the early stage of the tribulation. Ling Xiaozi, who was killed by Gan Ling's father Gan Gu, was his junior brother. He is more than 300 years older than Ling Xiaozi and has a high talent, but he is inferior to Ling Xiaozi.

"I heard that Haotian is not simple, and his cultivation must be very profound, otherwise your junior brother, Immortal Master He Yun, would not be killed by him." said an old man with half-white hair, square face and tall figure.

"You!" Hu Wei understood the other party. It turned out that the person who was speaking was Long Haiyan, the head of Zongnan Sect, whose cultivation was in the middle stage of tribulation. Zongnan Sect and Feijian Sect had been fighting openly and secretly for many years. Long Haiyan's intention of saying those words was nothing more than to anger He Weiming.

"I will meet that Haotian tomorrow to see how powerful he is?" Xiao Chaojun, the leader of the Flying Hawks, with a medium figure, said proudly. His cultivation level is in the late stage of the God-Great.

The heads of the three major immortal cultivation sects in Wei State not only fought openly and secretly, but also showed off and were unwilling to give in.

"No matter how powerful that Haotian is, I believe that the heads of your three sects can easily kill him if you take any action." Fang Zhongxin hurriedly smiled and smoothed out the situation. After saying this, the heads of the three sects were relieved.

After dinner, the Wei army dispatched operations to surround the Han army.

General Chen hurried to Haotian's tent and said, "General, the Wei army has surrounded our army."

"Don't worry about the Wei army surrounds them tomorrow." Haotian said calmly.

Seeing Haotian say this, General Chen had to withdraw. However, he did not dare to relax and ordered his soldiers to patrol closely to avoid the enemy's sneak attack at night.

The next morning, the Wei army gathered the encirclement and surrounded the Han army.

Looking at the countless Wei soldiers, the Han soldiers trembled involuntarily.

"Han General Haotian, who has the courage, go to the battlefield to talk!" Fang Zhongxin was wearing a general's uniform and rode majestic on the tall horse, shouting proudly.

Beside him were the heads of three major sects and the immortal masters.

Haotian rode a high maroon horse out, "You old man, I'm here, I'll say anything and let go of the fart."

Fang Zhongxin was so angry that he smoked his orifices, "Damn it, our three major immortal cultivation sects in Wei State are here, how dare you be arrogant?"

"Haha! What kind of immortal masters around you have the highest cultivation level of the leader is only in the middle stage of the tribulation, and the lowest is in the early stage of returning to the gods. How dare you show off your ugly things?" Haotian laughed.

"You are Haotian, are you a demon cultivator in the Tribulation Period?" Hu Weiming stared at Haotian coldly.

In fact, Haotian deliberately hid his true strength. Hu Weiming couldn't see that Haotian was in the late stage of the tribulation, otherwise he might not even stand steadily.

"So what?" Haotian asked coldly. Long Haiyan, Xiao Chaojun and several immortal masters heard that Haotian was a demon cultivator in the early stage of the tribulation, so they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The demon cultivators in the tribulation period were not capable of despising them. If they knew Haotian's true strength, they would probably be even more scared.

"The demon cultivator in the early stage of the tribulation, no wonder you were able to kill my junior brother He Yun."

Hu Weiming said angrily.

Hu Wei knew that although the skills of demon cultivators in the early stage of the tribulation were stronger than him, Haotian was so young. He had practiced for more than 800 years and had a great advantage in fighting experience. In addition, there were two leaders of the Zongnan Sect and the Hong Sect, as well as several immortal masters with high magic power, so he was not afraid at all.
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