Chapter 364: Yu Lin Marches
Gu Changqing looked back at the army behind him, and fatigue was written all over the soldiers' faces.

Ye Wuhen's army on the city wall was still on high alert, with no loopholes to be found.

He sighed inwardly. In today's battle, neither side had tried their best and each was testing the other's strength.

This battle is destined to be a protracted one.

"Pass the order, the entire army retreat!"

Gu Changqing's voice was firm and unquestionable.

The messenger quickly passed on the order, and the Daqian army began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The sound of war drums gradually died down, the shouting stopped, and the only sound on the battlefield was the rustling of flags in the wind.

Ye Wuhen stood on the city wall and watched the Daqian army leave.

This battle is just the beginning, and there will be more competitions waiting for them in the future.

However, he also had some fighting spirit in his heart because he had an opponent like Gu Changqing.

His future growth path is destined to be full of hardships!
As the Daqian army retreated, Gu Changqing looked back at Minglong Pass again.

His eyes were deep and complex, showing both admiration for his disciples and confusion about the future of the Daqian Dynasty.

"General Gu, are we really retreating like this?"

A general asked unwillingly.

"Today's battle is just a test. Ye Wuhen's defense is tight, and it is difficult for us to break through."

"Besides, our forces are uneven and need time to integrate."

Gu Changqing explained, his voice revealing a hint of helplessness and fatigue, "There is a long way to go, and we have plenty of opportunities."

The Daqian army slowly retreated under the command of Gu Changqing, and Ye Wuhen did not pursue the victory.

Both sides understand that the real battle of this war has just begun.

With the departure of the Daqian army, the battlefield in front of Minglong Pass gradually returned to peace.

Ye Wuhen stood on the city wall, looking at Gu Changqing's departing back in silence.

Just as Gu Changqing and Ye Wuhen, master and disciple, were engaged in a fierce battle in front of Minglong Pass, the atmosphere on the Hengzhou border became increasingly tense.

The Yulin Army and the 30,000-strong Cangzhou Army, which had been camping on the border of Hengzhou, were also gradually approaching the flank of the main force of the Yesha Army under the command of Wei Qing.

Wei Qing was standing in front of the tent at this moment, looking at the position of the Night Evil Army from afar.

He was wearing a black armor engraved with complex patterns, which looked both simple and powerful.

Huo Qubing, standing aside, was wearing golden armor and had sharp eyes, as if he could see through all falsehoods and lies.

The spear in his hand flashed with cold light, which made people shudder.

Ran Min was wearing a crimson armor that was as hot as a flame.

Holding a double-edged spear and a hook halberd, he stood on a high place overlooking the entire battlefield.

His eyes were full of wildness and fighting spirit, as if he wanted to burn all enemies to death.

At the same time, on the side of the Yulin Army's formation, another powerful army was deploying its troops in a tense and orderly manner.

The moonlight is as bright as water and the stars are as bright as stars, but this battlefield seems to be shrouded in a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Zhao Fengyun was standing quietly in front of the formation, wearing a black armor. The mottled marks on the armor seemed to tell of his past military exploits and years.

Zhao Fengyun's face was solemn at this time, because the enemy he was facing this time was not an ordinary enemy.

Even Yan Qifeng, a female commander who was not inferior to himself, was defeated by Wei Qing.

Therefore, facing the white Yulin Army led by Commander Wei Qing in front of him, Zhao Fengyun did not dare to slack off or despise it at all.

Beside him, his two adopted sons stood like two towering mountains.

Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of Song Dynasty, is now wearing bright yellow armor, which is shining coldly under the moonlight.

Wearing a golden crown, he exudes a heroic spirit, as if he is a natural warrior destined to leave his own legend on the battlefield. Another donkey-cart god of war, Zhao Guangyi, also wears bright armor, holds a shield and a spear, and stands side by side with his brother Zhao Kuangyin.

Next to Zhao Fengyun and the other two, stood a god of war holding a Fang Tian Huaji.

He wore a three-pronged purple gold crown on his head, a Xichuan red brocade robe with flowers, and a chain mail with a beast-faced head. He looked even more domineering in the moonlight.

It turned out to be Lu Bu, whom Mo Ran brought over the night before!

As Gongsun Yang and others were taken back by the celestial being, Ye Wuhen and others naturally learned about the existence of the five generals in the Five Elements Armor.

Even Gongsun Yang, one of the few war gods in the Night Demon Army, could not withstand the combined forces of the five men and was nearly beaten to death by them.

What's more, there is a war god like Ran Min in Wei Qing's Yulin Army.

Therefore, Ye Wuhen naturally would not think that Zhao Fengyun alone could stop Wei Qing's Yulin Army.

After all, there was already the precedent of Yan Qifeng being defeated by Wei Qing.

So after Zhao Fengyun led his army to resist Wei Qing's Yulin Army.

After meeting Lu Bu, Ye Wuhen directly ordered him to come without stopping to support Zhao Fengyun's army.

At this moment, a flash of fighting spirit flashed across Lu Bu's face in front of the Night Evil Army. He rode his horse forward and came to the front of the two armies.

The moonlight shining on his resolute face added a bit of mystery and majesty to him.

"Wei Qing, do you dare to come out and fight?!"

He gripped the Fang Tian Hua Ji tightly, raised it high to the sky, and the sound rolled in like thunder.

His voice echoed in the night sky, shaking everyone's heart.

The beating of war drums seemed to cheer him on.

At this moment, Lu Bu was in high spirits, as if he wanted to cover the entire battlefield with his fighting spirit.

At the same time, in the Yulin Army camp, Wei Qing and Ran Min looked at each other and nodded slightly, signaling Ran Min to go into battle.

Ran Min instantly understood Wei Qing's meaning. He pulled out the double-edged spear and hook halberd hanging on the waist of Zhulongma, rode out, and came to the front of the formation to confront Lu Bu.

"Night Demon, stop being so arrogant!"

"A certain Ran Min is here to meet you!"

Ran Min's voice was as cold as ice. He stared at Lu Bu, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Oh? Are you Ran Min?"

"I have heard of your great name. Even General Gongsun was defeated by you."

"But if you want to fight me, you are still a little bit lacking."

Lu Bu looked at Ran Min in front of him, with a scornful smile on his face.

"Whether the fire is hot enough or not is not up to you to decide."

"Come forward and fight, and we'll see the outcome."

Upon hearing this, Ran Min did not get angry, but responded calmly.

The conversation between the two echoed over the battlefield, and the soldiers on both sides held their breath and stared, waiting for the upcoming fierce battle.

The sound of war drums became more and more frequent, as if cheering for this ultimate showdown.

The moonlight flowed quietly on the battlefield like water, adding a bit of solemnity and mystery to the upcoming contest.

The eyes of Lu Bu and Ran Min met in the air, as if two lightning bolts streaked across the night sky, sparking invisible sparks.

Lu Bu spurred his horse and spun lightly on the spot, his Fang Tian Hua Ji leaving deep marks on the ground, as if declaring his invincibility.

"Ran Min, do you know how many souls have died under this Fang Tian Hua Ji?"

He laughed contemptuously.

(End of this chapter)