"Report to the general, there is a group of people outside the tent, claiming to be Taoist priests Wudang Chuchen, Songfeng, and Songqing. They want to come and see the general!"
Wei Dayong, who was thinking hard in the main tent to no avail, suddenly heard the sergeant coming to report, and for a while, he didn't react.
"really?"
"General, this is their token."
After saying that, the sergeant handed a long sword to Wei Da's hand.
Wei Dayong took it and took a look. The style of the sword was simple, the Tai Chi carvings were particularly eye-catching, and the scent of pine was faint. It was not a Wudang sword, but a sword from the He family?
"Quick, quick, please!"
Wei Dayong stood up suddenly and hurriedly walked out of the tent.
"Master, Uncle Chuchen, Uncle Songqing, and several senior brothers, you, why are you here?"
Not long after, when he saw that Guo outside the camp was a member of the Wudang sect and had his own master, Wei Dayong was surprised and wanted to bow down.
"Haha, Da Yong, there is no need to be so polite. Besides, you are wearing armor. It will be inconvenient. Get up!"
Taoist Master Chuchen smiled and waved his sleeves, secretly using his inner strength to stop Wei Dayong from bowing down.
"Let's take a step to speak!"
Taoist Master Songfeng looked calm and said coldly from the side.
This tone made Wei Dayong's heart tremble. It seemed that Master and the others had something important to do when they suddenly came to visit. But, why is the master's expression so cold?
So, with suspicion, Wei Dayong introduced a few people into the tent and ordered his personal guards that no other people could enter.
He has been in the army for several years, and no one from his division has ever visited him. Today's formation must not be simple!
Now, everyone sat down, and after the tea was poured, Wei Dayong decided to break the mystery himself.
"Master, uncle, uncle, and senior brothers, what kind of wind brought you here?"
Although these words were not made too clear, the meaning was that he wanted to ask several people about their intentions in coming to the military camp.
For a moment, no one answered him.
Taoist Chuchen looked at Taoist Songfeng, Taoist Songqing looked at Chuchen again, and the other four Wudang disciples looked at the three masters.
Obviously, there was a bit of haste before coming, and it was not decided who would be the lobbyist.
"Forget it, let me say it!"
Finally, Taoist Master Songfeng responded and stared at Wei Dayong quietly with a pair of cold eyes.
This gaze, this unwarranted coldness, made Wei Dayong feel a little nervous both physically and mentally.
"Master, it's okay as long as you say."
Wei Dayong bowed his hand in a very respectful manner.
"Da Yong, Master, Uncle Chuchen and Uncle Songqing are here for no other reason. They are doing justice for the current King of England, in order to clear up the monarch's side, revitalize the government, and save the people of the world. Although we, the chivalrous people, are not used to it, The battle line is about killing, but you can also run for it and use your best strength. Recently, I got a letter from General Xu, his subordinate, and I know that you are blocking me at Jingmen, so I have come to tell you on the order of the head of Songyue. I just hope that you will still remember your chivalrous background, abandon the war, open the city gate, and conspire with General Xu on major events. In this way, you can not only take care of the lives of the soldiers and civilians in the city, but also do not violate the way of chivalry, and you can choose the right tree for you. Aspirations spanning thousands of miles!"
Having said this, Master Songfeng's tone has gradually softened, and his expression has become much more relaxed, losing the indifference he had at the beginning. He still stared at Wei Dayong, looking forward to Wei Dayong's answer.
The scene showed a brief silence.
Although Wei Dayong had vaguely guessed the purpose of the masters coming here at first, after all, he still hadn't thought too clearly about the matter, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer.
Jingmen couldn't hold it any longer. He came to this conclusion for himself yesterday. But, should he fight to the death and cause blood to flow like a river, or should he open the door and accept surrender without compromising the soldiers? Also, if you sacrifice your life for righteousness, is it worth it or not?
Young Wei Dayong fell into some painful thoughts.
