When Xiao Hei finished cleaning the battlefield, Watson had already set up a tent by the river.
There would be rain in summer, and it would come as soon as it came. He didn't want to get caught in another heavy rain when he was obviously still injured.
Xiao Hei was obviously in high spirits after cleaning the battlefield.
Because he had just bought a lot of food in Nanyun City, he was not in a hurry to urge Watson to cook, but quietly took a sip of the warm tea in front of him.
Then he burst out laughing.
Watson couldn't understand this matter at all, so he had to ask: "How is it possible? How could they not keep their word? The last time they gave 5,000 horses, they were just trying to compromise."
Xiao Hei laughed out loud when he heard this, and said calmly: "You have burned down the granaries of two royal courts, and you still expect... why should I tell you?"
Hearing this, Watson couldn't help curling his lips and looking at Xiao Hei with a complicated expression, not knowing what he wanted to express.
After a long time, he murmured to himself: "It is estimated that those ships in the South China Sea are coming back. If they return to the three towns in Southern Xinjiang, let Yun Zhongchen know..."
At this point, there was no need for him to go on, even Xiao Hei was in a brief state of shock.
If hundreds of large ships in the South China Sea sank in the vast sea, along with the food and grass on the ships, Yun Zhongchen, who had already attacked Nanyun City, would be close to going crazy, right?
In great shock, Xiao Hei couldn't help but lower his head and take a sip of tea, only to find that the bottom of the cup was empty and took a sip of air.
Watson tried hard to recall every detail of the past, recalling those days at the bottom of the ship in his mind, if it really became a reality.
Even if he didn't encounter a storm in the South China Sea, he would just have to slowly invade the waves. He didn't dare to imagine it, so he fell into silence.
After a long time, Xiao Hei's voice slowly came over.
Xiao Hei was laughing, his voice getting louder and louder.
He laughed and said: "It was in vain that they planned all the way, and they were defeated in our hands. Even if they planted thousands of acres of fertile farmland outside the three towns, water from far away can't save them from thirst."
At the end of his laughter, Xiao Hei finally stopped.
Looking at Watson, he said quietly: "Now I finally understand why the old monk and my brother wanted you to stay deep in the Yin Mountain."
Watson kept a smile on his lips, and Xiao Hei, who was lying beside him, also breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he no longer had to rush to Nanyun City.
Xiao Hei stopped laughing strangely, looked at Watson and said, "Tell me what to do with those horses. Is it possible to turn them into wild horses?"
Watson sat up and took out the gold wound medicine and applied it to the wound on his abdomen.
While saying quietly: "Then please ask Uncle Master to drive those horses to see King Yelu Khan and tell them to move the excess grain and grass to Yin Mountain as much as possible, and the elderly and children should not go down the mountain..."
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No matter whether the Nanhai army would counterattack or not, he had to make the next plan for Yelu Chucai.
With these horses, Yelu Royal Court can also restore its strength. After all, the five thousand horses given to the Nanhai Army were not a small amount.
Xiao Hei sighed and asked quietly: "Are you going to wait here for their counterattack?"
After saying that, he threw a bunch of space rings to Watson, and said with a smile: "As promised, each person will have half, these are all yours."
Watson sighed and said with a wry smile: "If we stay here for one more day, we can delay their supply of food and grass. Right now, Lan and Jiankun are powerless."
Xiao Hei nodded, looked at him and said seriously: "I'm going to see King Yelu Khan, and I'll come back to meet you."
After much thought, Watson couldn't figure it out, so he had to look at Xiao Hei and asked: "Uncle, I was poisoned before and it was fine. Why am I poisoned this time on the grassland?"
At this time, Watson thought of the killer Wang Yi he met in Xiushui Town after he left Yunqi Temple, the guy who pretended to be a coachman and poisoned himself along the way.
Everything was fine that time, so how could it be fine when we returned to the grassland?
Ordinarily, his cultivation at that time was not as good as it is now. This was something he had been thinking about for many days but could not figure out.
Xiao Hei thought for a while, looked at him and replied: "General Nalan said that this is not a poison, but a fire poison on the grassland. You have to ask your godfather for details."
"Your godfather didn't prepare this thing for others back then. He planned to use it to deal with the war horses on the grassland. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be of great use in the end."
At this point, even Xiao Hei couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother is still the best."
Watson sighed and replied helplessly: "The problem is that godfather no longer wants to pay attention to these things in the Five Realms. He has his own practice."
Watson couldn't understand Li Xiuyuan who was dying together.
My parents, Sister Hong, Uncle Liu and others are getting more energetic as time goes by, but my godfather, who has extraordinary cultivation skills, is getting older.
This is so unfair.
When Xiao Hei heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head gently and said: "You can't understand my brother's words, and he doesn't allow Xiao Hei to ask."
"Even the old monk you saw is not my brother's master. He also has a very powerful old Taoist master. You will gradually know about him in the future."
What can I say? Even Ouyang Dongli who returned to the Five Realms and the great monk Minghui of Prajna Temple had to obey his brother's arrangements. Xiao Hei would not believe what he saw in Li Xiuyuan.
In Xiao Hei's view, the two of them came to the Five Regions just to fulfill his brother's wish.
Sooner or later, I have to leave here.
Even if it takes fifty years, or even a hundred years, he can afford to wait.
Watson waved his hand and said, "I will recuperate from my injuries here. I'd like to ask my uncle to go under the Yin Mountain. I hope Xichun City won't send anyone to die again."
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In Xichun City in the third town, Yun Tiannan and Gongyang Chunqiu finally galloped into the city with a small amount of food and grass.
In the living room of the city lord's mansion, the person staying here is Duanmu Ruolan.
Yun Zhongchen charged on the front line, but left his wife here to look after the military rations cultivated outside the three towns for him. Because of Wang Danian, he did not dare to completely rest assured.
Duanmu Ruolan, who was brewing a pot of spiritual tea, did not expect that Yun Tiannan and Gongyang Chunqiu would arrive, and immediately stood up to salute.
Then he poured spiritual tea for the two of them, and then asked: "Why did the island master come in person? Is he worried about the war in Nanyun City?"
Yun Tiannan sighed, looked at her and asked leisurely: "I heard Yun'er wrote a letter saying that military grain has been planted in Sanzhen. I wonder how it is growing? When will it be harvested?"
Duanmu Ruolan thought for a while and replied: "We have to wait until midsummer at the earliest. After we harvest this season, we can still seize the time to plant another season of coarse grains..."
This was also the result of her original discussion with Yun Zhongchen, because the general in the grassland told her that the Southern Xinjiang army planted two seasons of military grain outside the three towns.
This is an important thing for her and Yun Zhongchen.
Gongyang Chunqiu thought for a while and asked: "How is the war on the front line? Is there any news?"
When Yun Tiannan heard that the military rations had been secured, he felt relieved. Like Gong Yang Chunqiu, he expected Duanmu Ruolan to give him good news.
Duanmu Ruolan looked at the two of them and smiled lightly and said: "The last pass has been taken. The attack on Nanyun City started yesterday, and the battle report should be sent today."
Yun Tiannan sighed and said helplessly: "We fought for a year before we reached Nanyun City. This southern Xinjiang army is really a hard nut to crack."
Gongyang Chunqiu took a sip of the hot tea in front of him, thought for a moment and said, "No, I'll go to the front line in a minute."
Yun Tiannan shook his head: "Let's wait until the battle report comes in. This place is also very important, but we can't let anyone ruin the cultivation of military grain. The harvest is about to happen."
After the accident at sea, now that Yun Tiannan was killed, he did not dare to let the military rations cultivated outside the three towns have any problems again.
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Outside Nanyun City, the light in the sky disappeared, and the sky was filled with dark clouds!
There was no fiery breath after the explosion, and the whole place was dead silent, because of countless deaths.
What Yun Zhongchen didn't expect was that Nanyun City's army destroyed all the big pits in front of Nanyun City before they captured the last trench.
Although there was no smell of explosions on the entire battlefield, it was so dug out that the army could not launch a large-scale charge.
No matter how smart he was, he never expected that the general of Nanyun City would once again change his tactics in front of him.
He even self-destructed the Great Wall and destroyed the natural pits one by one. Only when he sent his soldiers to detonate them did he realize that he had failed.
In front of the huge Nanyun City, it turned out to be an undefended battlefield.
This was something he and military advisor Shang Donglin had never imagined. Is there any reason to retreat without fighting?
As Yun Tiannan said, they had spent a whole year trying to capture twelve trenches.
In order to fear that the gas in the pit has not been completely emptied and is still unstable, if the inspection is not careful at this time, it will inevitably be released later, causing a devastating explosion.
Yun Zhongchen checked each one carefully with the army again, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that the heavy rain had finished emptying the gas in the big pit here.
Looking at Shang Donglin, he said, "Now that they have vacated the battlefield, the military advisor can arrange an attack."
Shang Donglin did not speak immediately, but looked calmly at the top of Nanyun City.
After a while, he took a hard breath, looked at him and replied, "Then let's strike while the iron is hot and launch an attack today."
So, Yun Zhongchen took a long breath and gave the order to attack.
As a result, the horn connecting heaven and earth sounded in front of Nanyun City, and amid the whine, the steel camp of the Nanhai Army slowly advanced.
Having already reached Nanyun City, they would no longer be in a hurry.
Tang Chao, who was standing at the top of Nanyun City, hadn't fully exhaled yet, but his nerves suddenly became tense. Looking at the black army of the South China Sea pushing towards him in the direction, he felt a horrifying feeling!
Enemy troops are attacking!
Without the obstruction of the previous trenches, the South China Sea army is now lined up in a long snake formation. With the battle flags covering the sky and the sun, there is no power that can destroy the South China Sea army in front of them!
Not to mention that there was also a grassland army mixed into it. Although it was blocked by potholes and bumps, the slightly stagnant army also advanced towards Nanyun City again!
The uniform pace, even without the earth-shattering roar, is still frightening.
Such a quiet march! It definitely has shocking attack power!
A trumpet sounded from the top of Nanyun City. After receiving the news, the general and a group of generals and monks climbed onto the huge city wall and silently watched the Nanhai army pushing across.
The attack on the last trench had just dissipated in the hearts of the southern Xinjiang army. Many people had not yet woken up from that fierce battle. At this moment, they were a little uncomfortable facing such a terrifying camp again.
However, the South Korean Navy, which had already pushed over, would not let go of any opportunity to attack. They pushed forward regardless of gains and losses.
The slow and heavy steps were like war drums beating heavily on everyone's heart.
Nalan Yu looked at the snake-like Nanhai army and took a deep breath.
Looking at Ma Feihu and Ma Tianyun, he asked, "How many of our remaining wooden heavy slaves are piled under the city?"
Cheng Tianyun took a step forward, cupped his hands and replied: "In addition to the ones that were withdrawn from the battlefield, we also rushed to do some more later. A total of 8,000 heavy slaves were arrayed under Nanyun City."
Nalan Yu glanced at Yang Kaiyi and shouted coldly: "Order the shield formation and the army of the heavy slave camp to line up at the foot of Nanyun City."
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