Central Plains·Junting·Xiaoyao Houfu
"Immediately inform the world that in seven days, in the name of Lord Anling regaining the Central Plains, there will be a formal decisive battle with Wu'an Jinghong Hall."
Everyone in the hall was shocked. They didn't expect Yun Musheng's decision to be so sudden. Perhaps apart from Mr. Huimou, the only ones present who could understand him were Feng Wan and Mo Yuqing.
Leng Leng immediately asked: "But now the entire Hou Mansion only has 10,000 troops, while Jinghong Palace has a full 50,000 troops. How can we make up for such a gap?"
Yun Musheng glanced back at the man sitting beside him and said with a smile: "Xiaoyao Hou appears to have only 10,000 troops, but in fact, he has 30,000."
"Thirty thousand? Where did the extra 20,000 troops come from?" Leng Leng said in shock.
"That's what I have to ask Mr. Huimou."
Everyone turned their gazes to look back. When the latter saw this situation, they also pretended to be calm and collected, took a sip of tea in the cup, and said with a smile: "Zhongyuan, since the prison was locked up, Nanwuzhen, Beijiangling, Jinzhou in the east and Cuilong Mountain in the west, between them is the big belly of our Junting.
But when Lord Anling was alive that year, the entire Central Plains was not just a royal court. For many years, Wuzhen had been famous for its craftsmanship and had little military strength. Jinzhou was also the place where Yaochi was located, and was famous for its medical skills and farming. But this is not the case with Jiangling and Cuilong Mountain. One is close to Lingdu in the north, and the other occupies the mountain as the king. Together, these two places have a full force of 20,000 troops. "
Monk Buwu, who was sitting aside and playing with his Buddhist beads, was puzzled: "Sir, do you want us to mobilize the northwest forces to help our Hou Mansion destroy Jinghong? Sir, do you know that one of the guys in these two places is a group of mountain thieves, and the other They are the wandering rats from Baitong Lingdu and Heitong Junting. Both of them are unprofitable and can't bear to do anything early. Even if they want to help, they are standing on the side of Jinghong Palace, so how can they help us."
Looking back with a smile still on his face, he took out An Lingjun's gold medal and slammed it on the table: "If it were any other relationship, I wouldn't dare to lie, but if I can make Shangguan Yinglong, the leader of Cuilong Mountain, and Jiang Ling The chief instructor, Guan Yueqing, believes that it is the descendants of Lord Anling who have raised the army, and they will definitely rise up to help."
"Are you so sure? Those rats would dress like this because of Lord An Ling, who has not appeared for decades?" Leng Leng still had a look of unreliability on his face.
"Originally, I wasn't sure, but a few days ago, I visited these two places and only asked one question to each of their gatekeepers."
"What words?"
"Who is the current head of the family? Who knows? The boys in the two places told me that one is called Shangguan Yinglong and the other is called Shangguan Yueqing."
Leng Leng and Bu Wu were still puzzled: "What does this mean?"
Looking back, he turned around the gold medal engraved with the word "An", and it was clearly engraved with Lord Anling's name "Shangguantuo".
"When you come to the Central Plains, you know that Lord Anling has countless friends in the world. Only these two people have become so good with the monarch that they changed their surnames. The relationship between these three people is just like the relationship between the young monarch and Mr. Mo and young knight Fengwan. Leng Huwei, Master Buwu and Xiaoyaohou have not changed their names for decades, so I know that the Lord of the Central Plains in their hearts is still the same high-spirited man."
Everyone in the hall realized what they said when they heard this. They never expected that these two people who never asked about the affairs of the emperor's court, and who always came and went for benefit, would have such a talk of friendship.
"But please don't rejoice too early. In the past many years, they have never heard of An Lingjun having two descendants." Looking back, he turned his attention to Yun Musheng and Hua Wenqing. "And the only way to prove that Phoenix Master is true is to pull out the God-killing Sword in Xingluo Valley."
"good..."
In the next half hour, Looking Back told the legend about the God-killing Sword and the Phoenix Descendant to everyone, and everyone was dumbfounded.
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"So that means that Lord Anling is the descendant of the Phoenix, so only the young monarch and Miss Wenqing, who are his descendants, can pull out the god-killing sword?"
"No." He looked back and replied. "Only the young monarch can do it, but this is not the case with Miss Wenqing, because the descendant of Phoenix is not the monarch, but the mother of the young monarch Yun Musheng, the deceased eldest princess of Nanling, Li Qingcheng."
"What a weirdo!" Xu Taibai, who had been holding back the shock in his heart, finally shouted with laughter. "So... uh, young lord, he is now the only Phoenix descendant?"
Looking back and nodding, he heard another person making a slight disdainful sound. Others may not have paid attention, but Yun Musheng could immediately tell that this was Feng Wan's dissatisfied voice.
"No wonder Mr. Gui Che said you are some kind of Master Phoenix, you are really a person with a phoenix robe."
"That's right! If I, Taibai, had such a life experience, I think Shark... Hehe, he would definitely agree to give birth to Lord Phoenix with me, hehe."
"Okay!" Yun Musheng suddenly interrupted: "Then let me switch with you. My parents were not around when I was born. I lost my mentor when I was young. I watched my loved ones die and get hurt, but I couldn't do anything about it. Such a life experience , do you like it?"
Taibai was stunned when he heard this. He seemed to have taken his place for a moment, and then he looked sadly at Monk Buwu and Shasha and said, "Uh, no, no, no, I, Taibai, can just be a clerk. Master and Shasha, You still have to live..."
"But sir, there is another very important question." General Sugar beside Leng Leng said: "To pull out the God-killing Sword, you must cross the territory of Jinghong Hall to reach the Xingluo Valley. Before that, , how can we compete with Jinghong Palace with only 10,000 troops?"
"Good question! Soldiers..."
Just when he was looking back to form his troops, a man in black walked in from the door. "Brother Ma? Where have you been these past few days? Why can't I see you?"
"Excuse me, I have some personal matters recently, so I'm late."
Everyone did not pay special attention to the arrival of General Qingfeng. They all listened to Hui Mu's talk about his troop formation. After Hui Mu glanced at him, they all said: "Commanders, listen to the order!"
"exist!"
"The main combat power of Jinghong Hall is still the four Xingxu. They will definitely appear on the main battlefield. The two guardians will be asked to station themselves on the main battlefield for at least... two hours."
"As you command!"
Bu Yu Leng Leng and the two of them are naturally confident. Even if the other party has a master in the Star Realm, the two have cooperated tacitly for many years. Not to mention defeat, they have fought back and forth to hold the four of them back, but they are still somewhat sure. .
"In addition, we have asked the boatmen and craftsmen to make more than a hundred scarecrows in the past few days. A dozen of them should be placed on each boat to follow the two guardians across the river."
Leng Leng said puzzledly: "May I ask, sir, why do you want to put a scarecrow?"
Looking back, the expression on his face seemed a little helpless. He sighed softly and said: "This is a way to block the way. I watch the sky at night. After seven days, there will be heavy fog on the Weishui River. This method is to make the people in Jinghong Hall think that , we sent the main force to the frontal battlefield."
When Leng Leng and Bu Wu heard this, they understood instantly. If ten thousand people fought against fifty thousand people, they would not be able to fight head-on. They could only attack in the east and in the west, and involve the north and the south. As a first-level star and a first-class master, they were The best candidate for this battle.
Looking back, he walked up to the two of them, put a pair of hands on their shoulders, and said with a heavy face: "You will have about 20,000 enemy soldiers there in just two hours. Don't kill local stars, kill more pawns, and reduce the number of enemies." The troops they support will try their best to escape as soon as the time comes."
The two of them also nodded. Although this seemed to be a road of no return, the two of them, who had fought with Xiaoyao Hou for many years, had never regarded war as a child's play. They were prepared to risk their lives in every battle.
Looking back, the general said: "Su Tang, Ji Duoxu, and Ge Loufeng obeyed the order and led an army of 8,000 to march to the southwest. By then, the enemy will have about 10,000 garrisoned. With the three of you, plus Eight thousand elite soldiers from the Marquis Mansion can defeat ten thousand people on the other side, how confident are they?"
"Yes!" the three of them shouted in unison.
"Remember, bring all the thunder and fire from the Hou Mansion with you. The fight must be huge, the more intense the better." Looking back, he turned to look at Hua Wenqing and Yun Lingzhi.
"Two girls, Wenqing and Lingzhi, I heard that one of you is in the Xingxu realm and the other is in the Grandmaster realm. Kuai Xuehanche can defeat a thousand armies. So, can ten thousand armies match you?"
Yun Lingzhi stood up, clapped his palm in front of the case, and shouted: "Don't say ten thousand troops, even a hundred thousand troops, a million troops, can't surpass the three feet of ice between me and Wen Qing!"
He looked back and said happily: "Okay! When the time comes, the young monarch will go to Xingluo Valley from the northwest. You two must stop the 10,000 Jinghong soldiers there."
"Got the order!"
"The last few people are divided into three groups. One group consists of Young Lord, Mr. Mo and Feng Wan. There is no doubt that you are going to Xingluo Valley to get the God-killing Sword. Whether you win this battle or not depends entirely on the results of the second group of you three. Xiangfei, Taibai, and Shark..."
"Okay! Shark! Shark! Shark! Long live sir!" Xu Taibai was very happy when he heard this. But looking back at the next arrangement, he was dumbfounded.
"The three of you go straight to Huanglong and to Wu'an Jinghong Hall."
Not only Taibai, but also Xiang Fei and Shark were panicked at this time. Xiang Fei worriedly said: "Although the main force of Jinghong is already here, there must be 10,000 defenders in Jinghong Hall. Just the three of us go, wouldn't it? A moth flies into a flame?!”
He looked back and said with a playful smile: "I'm just kidding you guys. I gave you five hundred people not to occupy the Jinghong Hall, but to make a big fuss and pretend to sneak attack to lure out the last ten thousand defenders." How much can be drawn out.”
"Then where should we go with the people we lured out?" Shark then asked.
Looking back, he looked up at the top of his head and said: "This is right here, Xiaoyaohou Mansion, I will be waiting here..."
"gentlemen..."
"Don't worry." Looking back, he suddenly interrupted: "I'm not asking for death. I will spread hot oil everywhere. Anyone who comes into the Marquis' Mansion will be sure to never come back. You guys must escape through the back door when the time comes. out."
"yes!"
"Then the last group, the two Hu sisters, will lead the last 1,500 people and break through the Jinghong Hall with the Young Lord. We must allow the three people in the Young Lord's group to successfully enter the Starfall Valley."
"As you command!"
