Chapter 159: The Tragedy of Dasheng (This chapter can be skipped, it mainly describes how the veterans of Dasheng were sold)
If it weren’t for the Taiping Sect and the Yellow Turban Army, they would have been receiving a steady stream of blood transfusions from various forces.

It had been put out by Daqian long ago.

If Hong Xiuquan brought those misfits to a high-end organization like the Daqian Dynasty.

Daqian doesn't even have to start a war.

A small army can defeat them and make them cry for their parents!
That is to say, we encountered a weird thing like the Dasheng Dynasty.

The shame of the dynasty.

Today's Dasheng Dynasty can't even defeat some dynasties.

It was a fight between the two of them, Hong Xiuquan, who were both noobs.

The former border of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

In the last years of the Great Sheng Dynasty, the sunset glow in the sky was as red as blood, setting off the weathered look on the face of an old general.

He is the great general Huo Wushuang, who fought in countless battles in his life and made great achievements for the Great Sheng Dynasty.

However, the wheel of history rolls forward, and even the greatest heroes cannot resist the tricks of fate.

At this moment, he was wearing golden armor, holding a spear, standing on the city wall, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the country that was about to fall in the distance.

Behind him, the last group of Taoist soldiers of the Great Sheng Dynasty were lined up in neat rows, their armor engraved with mysterious runes, revealing an unfathomable power.

These Taoist soldiers are the foundation of the Great Sheng Dynasty. They are the perfect combination of practitioners and warriors, and they possess the bravery to fight against a hundred enemies alone.

However, they are now facing unprecedented difficulties.

The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom army was approaching, war drums were rumbling, and iron hooves were trampling the land of the Dasheng Dynasty.

At such a precarious moment, heart-breaking scenes of betrayal were taking place in the imperial city.

The empress dowager, who was called "old witch" by everyone, was tempted by power and the enemy country. She actually believed the slander, colluded with the enemy country, and conspired to sell out Huo Wushuang and the last Taoist soldiers.

Huo Wushuang knew very well that behind all this was the evil deeds of that old witch.

However, as a military general, it was his duty to fight and die on the battlefield, and he would never retreat.

Filled with grief and helplessness, Huo Wushuang led the last group of Taoist soldiers, rushed out of the city gate, and faced the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's cavalry.

On the battlefield, swords flashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the Taoist soldiers fought hard, showing their bravery and tenacity.

However, the enemy outnumbered us and the situation gradually turned unfavorable.

Huo Wushuang led the charge, his spear like a dragon, charging left and right in the enemy formation, killing countless enemies.

However, he was old after all and his physical strength was gradually declining.

Seeing the Taoist soldiers around him falling one by one, the grief in his heart was beyond words.

At this moment, a black shadow flew out from the enemy camp and went straight for Huo Wushuang's head.

At the same time, several other figures also appeared.

Rushed straight towards the Taoist soldiers behind Huo Wushuang.

Huo Wushuang swung his spear and knocked the black shadow away, only to find that it was actually a Taiping Heavenly Kingdom practitioner wearing a black robe.

These black-robed monks were extremely powerful, and their strange internal strength made it difficult for the Taoist soldiers to cope with them.

Before this, they were already under the leadership of Huo Wushuang.

Has fought against the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom countless times.

They were a little confused about how many Taiping Heavenly Kingdom troops they killed.

What follows is a huge amount of physical exertion.

Continuous battles.

All the members of this Taoist army began to feel extremely tired.

The military formations that were maintained were already somewhat shaky.

The condensed military form is also looming.

But for some unknown reason, the reinforcements from the Dasheng Dynasty had not arrived more than ten days ago.

Huo Wushuang and this Taoist army had not had a good rest for more than ten days. At this time, several black-robed practitioners of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom sneered, formed seals with both hands at the same time, and muttered something.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with howling winds, and ghosts were everywhere. Countless evil spirits formed by the internal strength of several black-robed practitioners and the evil spirit of the battlefield appeared out of thin air and pounced on the Taoist soldiers.

These people are actually several unknown celestial-level powerful beings!
Obviously, we are in the world of Tianwu Continent.

The identity implanted by Hong Xiuquan is not simple either.

There is also a mysterious force behind the scenes helping.

Even to deal with the last strength of this great Sheng.

Several powerful people at the celestial level were directly dispatched to support the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

Although the Taoist soldiers were brave, they were exhausted.

They were originally powerful enough to surround and kill the God of War.

At this time, facing these evil spirits, there was nothing they could do and they could only watch them devour the lives of their companions.

Huo Wushuang's heart sank, knowing that today's battle was irreversible.

He looked back at the Taoist soldiers behind him, and saw that their eyes were filled with despair and helplessness.

At this moment, Huo Wushuang made a decision in his heart.

He suddenly straightened his back, pointed his spear to the sky, and a sense of righteousness burst out from him.

Then, he muttered something, as if chanting an ancient war song.

As his chanting became louder and louder, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather together, forming a huge pillar of light that enveloped him.

The black-robed practitioners were horrified upon seeing this, for they knew that Huo Wushuang was going to perform a secret method that would cost him his life.

However, before they could react, Huo Wushuang swung his spear, and the beam of light instantly shattered, turning into countless sharp blades of energy that flew towards the enemy formation.

"what--"

Screams rang out, and the enemy camp was suddenly in a mess with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

It’s just that the difference in realm is too great.

Huo Wushuang is old.

Although the secret method performed at the cost of one's life is very powerful.

But it did not cause much harm to these black-robed practitioners.

However, this blow also exhausted Huo Wushuang's last bit of strength.

His body trembled and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the Taoist soldiers stepped forward and wanted to help him up, but Huo Wushuang waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to do so.

"General!"

The Taoist soldiers cried out in grief, but Huo Wushuang just smiled and shook his head.

He knew that his mission had been accomplished and the last Taoist army of the Dasheng Dynasty had done its best.

As for that old witch and her evil deeds, let future generations judge them.

Huo Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, his heart filled with endless sadness and helplessness.

He gave everything for the Great Sheng Dynasty, but in the end he was unable to save the fate of the country.

Maybe this is fate, he sighed in his heart.

With the fall of Huo Wushuang, the last remaining Taoist army of the Dasheng Dynasty also lost its backbone.

Although they still fought bravely, they no longer had the same fighting spirit as before.

Finally, under the siege of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom army and several monks from all over the world, they had no choice but to surrender.

On the city wall, the body of the old general Huo Wushuang lay there quietly, his face still showing his indomitable spirit and determination.

In the distant sky, the sunset glow has faded, replaced by a deep darkness, as if it is swallowing up this once glorious dynasty.

(End of this chapter)