Two days later, Shao Haoyue was patrolling with the patrol team when she suddenly felt something moving on the horizon, and a demon was flying towards the camp. She thought about it and immediately guessed it.
She did not use her spiritual sense to detect the situation in case something went wrong. Instead, she controlled her speed and arrived near the door when the person came into view.
She stopped at first, looked at and inspected cautiously, and after seeing the other party's clothes clearly, she went up to him and asked, "Who are you two adults?"
The cold-faced female demon in front threw a token to her and asked unceremoniously: "Where is your general?"
Shao Haoyue checked it out in a dignified manner and immediately put on a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Gu Yuan, please come quickly! Please come quickly! My general is in the camp."
As she spoke, she naturally led the two demons into the Chinese army camp. Before exiting, she calmly dropped a grain of phantom sand at the door.
At present, the person with the highest cultivation level in the whole camp is Mo Fei, who is in the early stage of the Nether Demon Realm. She is completely confident that he can hide it. When he gets to Yicheng later, he will have to be vigilant at all times.
"General Mo is so happy!" Before the camp was closed, the male demon was heard congratulating Mo Fei happily.
Shao Haoyue communicated with her mind and saw that Mo Fei's face was slightly stiff. Then he quickly adjusted his expression and asked in surprise: "Where does the joy come from?"
The male devil's old face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, "The marshal has decided to betroth Miss Bi Ling to you. This is a double happiness!"
After hearing the previous words, Mo Fei had already guessed a few things and was still able to hold his nerve. Mo Tian beside him was shocked, and the expression on his face suddenly became forced.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his younger brother's expression. Mo Fei took a step forward, blocking the sight of the two demon envoys, and looked surprised: "Really?"
"Of course it's true, how dare the little devil tease the general." The male devil congratulated with a bit of sourness in his voice.
Although Miss Bi Ling has low cultivation and average talent, she is not closely related to the Marshal by blood. But this is a signal, a signal that the marshal values Mo Fei.
With this relationship, it will be just around the corner for him to become a trusted general after he improves his cultivation and has enough military exploits.
This is not without precedent.
Marshal Yinghui was an ascension demon cultivator from the lower world and had no foundation at all in Xingque. Because of her outstanding military exploits, she was appreciated by the fifth elder of Qimen and recruited a Qimen demon with mediocre talent to marry her.
Now, Yinghui and Yanyuan are both the capable demon generals of Qimen young master Gui Tu, and their trust level is even better than that of Yanyuan.
Shao Haoyue outside was also a little surprised. Her original intention was to reveal her intention to marry. As for which witch to choose, it all depended on Yan Yuan's will, which they couldn't control.
Witch Bi Ling was one of the most likely candidates she guessed after discussing with Shao Haojin.
Even if Yanyuan's final candidate is not Biling, it doesn't matter. Destiny is fickle and can affect the whole body. Mo Tian 'peeped' into the secret, and his two brothers have changed. Some of the related people and things have changed. Minor changes are also normal.
But she didn't expect that the final candidate was really Biling!
Is Brother Qi's analysis too accurate, or is He You secretly pushing it?
After being surprised for a while, she felt more reassured. It would be better this way. When the news of the assassination of Immortal Bai Xi reaches the demon clan in a few days, the Mo brothers will be sure that they have really seen the secret.
In the camp, after talking about this happy event, the cold-faced female demon changed the topic and said sternly: "The marshal has decided to leave for Yicheng in three days. Please arrange the garrison in advance, General Mo."
"yes!"
What happened next went smoothly. The day before departure, the news of the assassination of Immortal Bai Xi spread to the demon clan.
The Mo brothers were worried, regardless of the fact that they were about to leave and had many affairs. Ever since they learned the news, the two brothers had been discussing in the Chinese army camp how to avoid the catastrophe of the 15th Army.
Mo Fei was so anxious that he said, "Brother, please think of a solution quickly!"
Almost all the main members of the Mo family served in the Fifteenth Dark Fire Army, and the whole army was wiped out, which was equivalent to the annihilation of the clan.
"I'm thinking."
Mo Fei was equally anxious. Although the Yicheng meeting was important, it would not last long. According to convention, the results must be discussed within three days.
Including the two days on the road, that is to say, they have to make Marshal Yanyuan change his mind within five days.
However, Tianji only gave a little instruction, and they knew nothing about why the Fifteenth Dark Fire Army became the bait.
Mo Fei took a deep breath and sorted out his thoughts bit by bit, "The Dark Fire Army is the backbone of the Marshal's command. The demise of the 15th Army is a big loss for him. It shouldn't be his intention to use us as bait."
"Brother, what do you mean, the marshal is also helpless?" Mo Tian became even more anxious. If it was Yan Yuan's intention, they could still think of ways to change his mind.
But if Yan Yuan is forced, it will be troublesome. Yan Yuan, as the sole coach, has to compromise. What can they do?
Mo Fei frowned and said, "I just don't know if the 15th Army became the bait because of the special location of the war zone, or because it was the Marshal's turn to use the bait."
If it's the former, trying to change the defense zone can change the fate of the 15th Army; if it's the latter, you have to find a way to increase the weight of the 15th Army in Yanyuan's heart and let him change the bait.
To change the war zone, you must first know which war zone the 15th Army is responsible for. In addition, the war zone cannot be changed just by saying;
As for the increased weight in the Marshal's heart, how could it increase in just a few days? You can't go and win a big victory now, can you?
Mo Tian was both big-headed and muttered angrily: "We have been discussing for a long time, but it seems like there has been no discussion, and there is still nothing we can do."
Mo Fei frowned, hesitating: "Maybe there is a way."
"What can I do?" Mo Tian's eyes lit up and he looked at his brother eagerly.
"After the attack and defense map is released, if there is any sign of leakage, it will be completely overturned."
After thinking for a moment, Mo Tian patted his thigh: "What a great idea! As expected of a big brother!"
Whether it is to find out the responsible war zone in advance or to increase the status of the 15th Army in the heart of the marshal, it is difficult to reach the sky, and it may not be able to change the fate of the 15th Army.
But this plan will definitely work!
Since it is a bait, it is a key deployment. If the overall offensive and defensive map shows signs of leakage, the key deployment will definitely be redeployed.
By then, no matter what reason the Fifteenth Army becomes bait, it can change its destiny!
Next, the two brothers began to discuss how to contact the offensive and defensive map, how to destroy the seal, and how to blame the fairy clan afterwards.
Of course, they had no intention of going into battle in person.
The plan was mostly successful. Shao Haoyue smiled slightly. What they had to do next was to force the two brothers to go into battle in person.
Only if his two brothers died in time, no one would notice that this was the work of the immortals.
When the shift was over, Shao Haoyue returned to the barracks and learned the bad news. The magic soldier she pretended to be was not on the list of people accompanying her to Yicheng.
