【92zw】 There is no doubt that this burly man is the Barbarian King Meng Wei.
Because Chen Yongliang had met him once before, and then he followed Kui Mengwei and sat at the middle table. He looked at the table. There was a table full of sumptuous delicacies, all of which were still steaming. They had obviously just been prepared. However, this is not unexpected. I am afraid that I will be discovered by the Mengshan tribe as soon as I enter the territory of Mengshan City.
Immediately, two beautiful maids brought two jars of wine. These two southern barbarian maids can only be considered to be above average in appearance, and their skin color is not as fair as that of the Dachu women. However, they are tall, graceful, plump, and dressed sexyly, which is quite attractive. One of the maids poured wine for Chen Yongliang, then came behind him and pinched his back.
Meng Wei smiled and said: "Xi Yan, you must take good care of your nephew."
The maid smiled sweetly and said: "I will definitely know how to do it!"
Chen Yongliang could be the most outstanding son of Chen Yongsheng, so of course he would not be easily smitten by women. He stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "Barbarian King, actually my nephew came here to ask for something important."
Meng Wei said with a smile: "If we don't talk about business at the wine table, let's have a drink. After we finish the wine, we won't talk until it's too late!"
Chen Yongliang wanted to say more, but he didn't say it out loud.
Meng Wei's face darkened, and he said coldly: "My dear nephew, I kindly invited you to drink, but why don't you show me some dignity? You must spoil the fun!"
Chen Yongliang suddenly felt a strong pressure and couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he had to drink.
However, this wine was not an ordinary wine, but a spiritual wine similar to Zui Xian Niang, but more potent. Chen Yongliang fell down after drinking a jar of wine.
Immediately, the maid named Xi Yan left with Chen Yongliang.
At this time, a young man walked out. The young man was very tall and tall, but his face was as white as jade and he was quite handsome. This is Meng Jie, the son of Meng Wei. He said: "Father, when the young clan leader of Blackwater City arrives, he must be here to ask for help. This delaying strategy can only delay it for a while. Father, how are you going to deal with it?"
"We must rescue, otherwise once Blackwater City is broken, it will be our turn, Mengshan City, to bear the brunt. However, we have to let Blackwater City take the lead for a while."
Meng Wei smiled. Even if he is the co-leader of the Southern Barbarians elected by the seven tribes, that is only in name. It is impossible for the other five tribes to immediately send troops to rescue Blackwater City, but if you want Blackwater City to continue to support it and resist the Chu army, Not likely either. Therefore, the rescue time must be chosen wisely to make it successful.
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The next day, early in the morning, the red sun was rising.
In the Southern Wasteland, beside Blackpool Lake, in a tent at Dachu Military Camp.
Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated the Canglang Immortal Body. The golden and white auras continued to rotate around his body.
After a while, Ling Feng opened his eyes and checked the attribute table. After practicing overnight, his skill proficiency increased by more than 1,000 points. As long as you have enough blood essence and mid-grade Xuanling Pill, your cultivation speed is still very impressive. However, the middle-grade Xuanling Pill has been exhausted, and he spent another 25,000 taels to refine 50 bottles last night.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Feng finished washing and a soldier brought food.
However, this dish is incomparable to that of a restaurant. The conditions in the military are limited, and Ling Feng doesn't care.
Not long after he finished his meal, Han Yue came and said, "Your Majesty the Governor, please come to the camp to discuss countermeasures."
Ling Feng nodded and said, "Okay!"
After a while, Ling Feng followed Han Yue to the big tent. He raised his eyes and saw Governor Zhou Yanyu sitting in the main seat. Sitting on the left side below him was an old man in red clothes with a long black beard. His appearance was unremarkable, but there was a violent energy like a volcano in his body. He turned out to be a strong martial artist with profound cultivation. As for the first place on the right, it is empty.
Nearly twenty other generals are all standing, but each of them has a cultivation level above the peak of Aphrodisiac.
At this time, Zhou Yanyu pointed to his right head and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, please sit over here!"
Ling Feng didn't refuse and sat down on the right side of the table generously. With his status as Qinglong Guard, sitting in this position is more than enough, and no one dares to gossip.
And Han Yue also stood behind him, looking like a loyal subordinate. Nowadays, Ling Feng has the highest status among the Five Dragon Guards in the army. As the Five Dragon Guards, Han Yue naturally follows Ling Feng.
At this time, Zhou Yanyu said: "Everyone, in front of us is Blackwater City. This city is a rare fortified city. In the city is the Blackwater Tribe, one of the seven major tribes of the Southern Barbarians. They have strong military strength and there are many powerful martial artists. Everyone. Is there any way to defeat the enemy? Today, you can speak freely, regardless of whether the method is good or bad, and you will never blame us. Everyone will express his or her own opinion."
However, you generals, look at me and I look at you, no one is willing to be the one who stands out. If Blackwater City was easy to break down, Zhou Yanyu would not discuss it with them.
After a while, a general said: "Actually, we can dig a tunnel, dig in secretly, and then send a small group of elite troops in, cooperate inside and outside, and open the city gate."
Zhou Yanyu said: "Digging tunnels is a common tactic. The Blackwater tribe must be on guard, so the chances are slim. Are there any other strategies?"
Immediately, someone else said: "In a sneak attack at night, the walls of Blackwater City cannot stop the innate masters. If you prepare the flying claws, it will not be difficult to board the city gate!"
Zhou Yanyu shook his head and said: "It is actually not difficult to seize the city gate. We can capture it by sending out a strong martial artist. But Blackwater City can still be taken back, or even retreated. What we need is to eliminate the Blackwater Department. You have What’s a good idea?”
Everyone was silent now, because trickery can only take a little advantage, and the final victory still depends on the strength of both parties.
At this time, the old man in red robe said: "Brother Zhou, I also have some ideas. Brother Zhou, please try to stop. If it doesn't work, just treat it as a joke."
Zhou Yanyu smiled and said: "Brother Nangong is willing to help, I am very grateful!"
The red-robed old man smiled and didn't take it seriously. His name was Nangong Yanyu. He was the elder of the Nangong family and the great-uncle of Nangong Aotian. He pondered for a moment and said: "Actually, our enemy is not just the Blackwater tribe, but the entire seven tribes of the Southern Barbarians. Although these seven tribes fight fiercely among themselves, they are all prosperous and suffer losses. They will definitely send troops to save us. We will not If we need to capture Blackwater City, we only need to surround him and then send troops to ambush the six troops who come to rescue him."
After hearing this, Zhou Yanyu suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Nangong's move to encircle a point and call for reinforcements is quite clever. Now, our battle line is too long, and the road to transport food can easily be cut off. Why not drag the seven Nanman tribes to a duel in Heishui City? !Does anyone have anything to add?”
At this time, a general bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Master Lin hasn't spoken yet, why don't you ask Master Lin to speak."
Zhou Yanyu also looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, do you want to say a few words?"
Ling Feng smiled. This general was obviously looking for trouble. He probably felt that he was not the Wuzong yet and should not be in this position.
He didn't want to speak, but Ling Feng had always despised this kind of slap in the face, so he said: "The other six major tribes of the Southern Barbarians will definitely be happy to see the strength of the Black Water Tribe being consumed, so reinforcements will never come so quickly. . The time interval before the reinforcements arrive is at least three days. We can attack by force and directly seize this opportunity to destroy Blackwater City in one fell swoop!" [Just Love Chinese]
