Chapter 1427: Hundreds come forward

Zhang Jun did not expect that the counterattack of the Daxia nobles would be so strong. Almost every city has broken out large-scale attacks on the land and city gods.
Ruyi City in the central part of Daxia. Ruyi City is a medium-sized city in Daxia. There are tens of thousands of cities like this in Daxia. Nearly 100 million residents live in Ruyi City. It is surrounded by mountains on one side and water on three sides. It is a beautiful city. But just today, the local nobles united with nearby aristocratic forces to form a celestial master, nine princes, and hundreds of prince-level powerhouses of other levels, leading a large number of monks to attack the city’s temple in Ruyi City. The city in the temple is not very old, only in his twenties. Zhang Jun's canonization has given him a master of Daojue level.
Suddenly, the Chenghuangye's complexion changed, his figure shook, and he went outside the temple. Seeing a large number of masters arrived, he was blatantly fearless, and he shouted, "Who is here?"
Among the incoming people, the celestial master-class powerhouse laughed wildly: "My Lord Chenghuang, you have been a mastermind in Ruyi City during this period. Now it is time to abdicate! Kill me!"
When the words fell, everyone went to death without a hand. The strength of Chenghuang is limited, how is it the enemy of this group of masters? In an instant, Chenghuang was seriously injured, and was finally suppressed by the teacher of the day. If no one is rescued, what awaits him will be a very sad end.
Not only Ruyi City, every city, mountain top, river, where there are land, mountain gods, has been besieged by a large number of masters. The land and mountain gods enshrined by Zhang Jun were not many and their strength was limited, so most of them fell. The land and mountain gods were either suppressed or beheaded, and very few survived.
As a human emperor, Zhang Jun felt many changes in the first time. His expression changed and he said angrily: "Too much bullying!"
At this moment, everyone was still picking up the dust for Huabuyi. Seeing Zhang Jun's face looked ugly, they asked why. After listening to Zhang Jun's explanation of the situation, everyone found it difficult. Before Zhang Jun could respond, someone suddenly reported that Daxia's messenger had arrived.
The Daxia messenger was actually an old acquaintance, and it was Shen Gonghu who had repeatedly issued orders. Shen Gonghu was very respectful. After paying respect to Zhang Jun, he delivered a letter from Emperor Xia with both hands: "Your Majesty, the villain is ordered to send a letter from Emperor Xia."
Zhang Jun took the letter, and after shaking it open, a cloud of brilliance rose. That brilliance evolved and changed, and gradually became an image. Above that image, it shows a barren land, which is the border of Daxia to the west. In the video, the soldiers are crowded in black, their image is quite different from the human race.
"Hundreds!"
Seeing this image, people exclaimed, knowing that it is the Hundreds who finally sent troops!
Zhang Jun's expression was calm, he stretched out his hand, and the image was shattered. Shen Gonghu immediately said: "Your Majesty, a hundred tribes will be the north of Daxia. The Emperor Xia means that with Daxia's strength, it is difficult to resist, and I hope that his Majesty can send troops to help and protect the human race."
Zhang Jun did not answer, but said: "You have worked hard all the way, please go down and rest."
Shen Gonghu didn't dare to say more, he was invited down. Zong Yuan hurriedly asked, "Dad, what should I do? Do you want to make a move? I think Emperor Xia must not be at ease. Once we make a move, I am afraid that we will be pushed forward, which will make Da Xia cheaper."
Everyone was roughly in line with Zong Yuan's view of the battle, and one after another said: "Yes. Emperor Xia must want to push us forward and endure the attack of a hundred people. He is so profitable, we can't be fooled."
Everyone, you and me, few agree to send troops. Only Qinglian sighed and said: "But don't forget that there are trillions of innocent people in Daxia. If we don't take action, their fate will be very miserable."
What else everyone has to say, Zhang Jun waved his hand and said, "You don’t have to say much. In this turbulent world, someone has to stand up and do something. Otherwise, the Human Race is really going to die. Just rely on Da Xia. I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist the attacks of the hundreds."
Speaking of this, he summoned Xiaoqiang and said, "How are the weapons of war prepared?"
Xiaoqiang said: "Everything is ready and ready to use."
Zhang Jun said: "Very good. We will lead the army and advance from south to north, and first suppress those Daxia nobles who attack the land and mountain gods!"
"Do you want to kill them?" Bai Yujing asked, "It would be a shame to kill, but it would be better to serve as an army. Since they like fighting, let them fight against the hundred races."
Zhang Jun agreed and said, "Also."
For a long time, Xiaoqiang has been fully preparing for the war with the Hundreds. Especially in the cave mansion of his refinement plane, there are a lot of resources in the entire plane for him to build war tools. A large number of weapons such as sacred battleships, war dragon cannons, emperor armor, end sun armor, and devouring light waves have been created in the war space.
In order to build these tools of war, Zhang Jun's family was almost emptied. However, the effect is also extremely obvious. The equipment he has created is currently sufficient for all Dragon Warriors. Under Xiaoqiang's scheduling, all the dragon fighters who have successfully practiced are equipped with appropriate weapons.
Among them, of the 180 million dragon emperors, about 30 million are equipped with emperor armor. This emperor's armor is powerful and can raise the strength of the dragon emperor to a level. The remaining 150 million Dragon Clan emperors are divided into three armies, each with 50 million emperors.
Each army is divided into five divisions, each with 10 million emperors; after that, each division is divided into ten regiments, each with one million emperors; under the regiment, there are ten battalions, including ten Ten thousand emperors. The smallest unit, called a share, consists of ten thousand emperors.
Each unit, the battle formation formed by the emperor of one hundred thousand dragons, has a total strength of more than 100 billion Beijing. However, if they use the third kill array, this value will increase, reaching hundreds of billions, or even trillions. Moreover, the third kill array can be combined infinitely, resulting in extremely terrifying lethality.
A dragon emperor is qualified to confront a Shuntian monarch. One hundred and fifty million dragon emperors are almost equivalent to fifteen thousand Suncheon monarchs!
Of course, the current total number of dragons has already exceeded the ten trillion mark, and the emperor of the dragons is only a minority of them. More dragon monks are at the level of Dao-consciousness and Dharma-consciousness. Among them, the Dragon Clan Taoist priests exceed 8 billion, and the Fajue monks exceed 50 billion. The dragon race can achieve such a great achievement, naturally, it is inseparable from the reproduction of the ten generations in the plane cave mansion and the nourishment of the huge amount of great sacred dragon's breath.
In fact, the bloodline of the 10th-generation dragon race is already quite pure. They often have strong strength from birth, and it is reasonable to be able to have the current combat effectiveness. Zhang Jun naturally has arrangements for these eight billion Taoist priests and fifty billion mages. Every one hundred million Dragon Clan Taoist masters controls a sacred battleship; and every one hundred million Dragon Clan masters controls one chariot.
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