"Is there a team approaching Liangping Pass?" Gong Jiuxiao tapped the table with his right index finger, analyzing the information brought by the spies in his mind, "Is it a reinforcement from Daqian?"
"According to the observations of my subordinates, this team has less than ten thousand people, and there are many transport vehicles and civilians among them." The spy added, "It is most likely a supply team organized by Da Qian in Xiqi Province."
"It seems that Xie Tianshu, the governor of Xiqi, still wants to make some desperate struggles." Gong Jiuxiao's face softened slightly after hearing this, and he said calmly, "Youcheng, bring some people to deal with this team, go quickly. Come back!"
"Get the order!" The person he called Youcheng was a tooth general named "Zhao Youcheng".
Seeing Zhao Youcheng leading his troops away, Gong Jiuxiao stopped thinking and returned his attention to the frontal battlefield.
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"Report!!!"
A soldier hurriedly broke into the camp, looking panicked and with a strange expression on his face.
Gong Jiuxiao frowned, slightly dissatisfied with the poor performance of his soldiers.
"Commander Qi," the soldier said with a trembling voice, "General Zhao Youcheng's team was defeated by that transport team and has been defeated and killed!"
"What!"
The repeated bad news made Gong Jiuxiao furious. If he hadn't considered that there were not many tables left in the army, he would have smashed the one in front of him. "Youcheng was defeated by a man." A transport team of several thousand people? How many people did he bring?"
Zhao Youcheng was a young general whom he admired quite a lot. He was not only proficient in the art of war, but his personal cultivation had reached the level of Heavenly Wheel, enough to hold his own.
"General Zhao has brought 20,000 people." the soldier replied truthfully.
"How is it possible!" Gong Jiuxiao could hardly believe his ears, "With Youcheng's ability to command troops, he would actually be defeated by a transport team?"
"Commander, General Zhao is young after all, and I think he underestimates the enemy too much." An old general with white hair and white beard took the initiative to invite him and said, "The last general is willing to go."
The person who spoke was Pan Jibo, a veteran under Gong Jiuxiao's command. This person had always been at odds with Zhao Youcheng, and he couldn't bear to see him being so important at such a young age. When he heard that Zhao Youcheng had died, he was not sad but overjoyed, and immediately stood up to fight for a chance to perform. .
"General Pan must be careful and bring more troops." Gong Jiuxiao nodded and said, "Now is the critical moment. I don't want any more accidents to happen."
"Don't worry, Commander. If we can't win this transport team, I will be willing to come and see you." Pan Jibo said, patting his chest.
It's time for them to make a few more wooden tables and send them over.
Watching Pan Jibo leave the camp, Gong Jiuxiao looked at the deep fingerprints on the table in front of her and thought unconsciously.
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"Report!!!"
Seeing the soldier's face, Gong Jiuxiao already knew that he would never hear any good news.
"Commander Qi, General Pan was defeated and died." The strange look on the soldier's face became even stronger.
"Snapped!"
Even though he restrained himself repeatedly, Gong Jiuxiao finally couldn't hold it back and smashed the wooden table in front of him into pieces: "Let him be careful and bring more people. Are my words treated as child's play?"
"Commander, General Pan has brought fifty or fifty thousand troops." The soldier said solemnly.
"Fifty thousand can't beat a few thousand?" Gong Jiuxiao's eyes showed a look of shock, "Is there a powerful Spirit Master in the opponent's formation?"
"I was observing from a distance and didn't find anyone flying at high altitudes." The soldier shook his head and said, "I'm afraid there is no such thing as the Spirit Master."
Weird, there must be something weird!
Gong Jiuxiao frowned, touched his forehead with his hand, and remained silent for a long time.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and scanned the soldiers below.
With the lessons learned from Zhao Youcheng and Pan Jibo, the other soldiers knew that the matter was not simple and did not dare to be the one who stood out. When Gong Jiuxiao's eyes fell on them, they all lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.
A trace of displeasure flashed in Gong Jiuxiao's eyes, and he was deeply dissatisfied with the cowardice of his soldiers. He suddenly turned to look at Ji Ruxian, the Huanyin Master in red robes: "Brother Ji, I have to trouble you to condescend."
"Okay." Lord Huanyin nodded, bowed slightly to Gong Jiuxiao, then turned around and walked out of the account, with a hint of violence in his eyes.
His left hand was destroyed by a tank in Daqian's army. He was already filled with anger. He was just afraid of the opponent's "powerful blunderbuss" and did not dare to go too deep when charging. His anger could not be vented. At this time, he got it.
He was tasked with wiping out the transport team, and all the violent cells in his body were cheering for joy, urging him to use the most cruel means to kill in order to relieve the anger in his heart.
"Brother Ji, please bring more people with you." Gong Jiuxiao reminded kindly.
"No, it's just a transport team of several thousand people." Venerable Huanyin responded lightly, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, "Ji Mou is enough."
After that, he strode out of the camp, his long snow-white hair floating behind him, complementing the black sword on his back.
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"Are you okay, Zhong Wen?" Looking at Zhong Wen rushing back to the motorcade, Thirteenth Niang asked with concern, "The number of people in the team just now seemed to be more than double the previous one."
"I was so tired that I was about to die, but now that my sister cares about me so much, I suddenly feel energetic again." Zhong Wen said with a smile.
"You know how poor you are." Thirteenth Niang covered her lips with her bare hands and glared at him charmingly.
"Little thief, as long as you surrender to the Fulong Empire, I will marry you, how about it?" Jiang Yushi still rode with Hualu, watching Zhong Wen once again kill the Fulong army with one against ten thousand, and scattered the Fulong army.
She suddenly had a strong premonition that if she could not win over such a monster, the future of the Fulong Empire might be very bad. By some mistake, she actually blurted out her words.
As soon as he said this, there was sudden silence around him.
Coral's beautiful eyes were round and wide, and her little mouth was so big that she could almost stuff an egg into it. Her delicate body trembled and she almost fell off the horse.
She was as calm as Thirteenth Mother, and could not hide the astonishment in her eyes for a moment.
"Witch, stop talking nonsense!" Chen Youliang, the number one fan, was so angry that he trembled with anger. He pulled out the long sword from his waist with his right hand and pointed it at Jiang Yushi. His eyes glanced at Zhong Wen from time to time, for fear that this idol would be a beauty. Fascinated by lust, he nodded in agreement.
After seeing Zhong Wen's miraculous performance along the way, he firmly believed that this Zhong Immortal had the terrifying power to destroy a country. If the enemy used a beauty trick to persuade him to surrender, it would definitely cause a devastating blow to the Daqian Empire.
Zhong Wen was also surprised, staring at Jiang Yushi's pretty face and looking up and down. He didn't know what kind of medicine she had taken wrong, and she actually said such words.
Jiang Yushi was impulsive and used herself as bait to seduce Zhong Wen. As soon as she said the words, she felt regretful. Under Zhong Wen's strange gaze, her face turned red with embarrassment, but she did not avoid it. She blinked her beautiful eyes. Without blinking, his eyes firmly met Zhong Wen's.
All for the Empire!
She kept enlightening herself and barely allowed herself to move her eyes, but there were faint water drops in her eyes.
"Even if you want to use a beauty trap, can you please be more professional? At least you have to show off your posture, express your love, and look like you are deeply in love with me." Zhong Wen let out a long sigh and shook his head, "It's so aggrieved. , what’s the matter, others think I’m forcing you, please, a handsome man like me who is loved by everyone and has flowers blooming, I don’t know how many beauties are crying and shouting to marry me, how can I have the time? To force you, silly girl?"
"You, you..." Jiang Yushi felt that she had lowered her posture very low, as low as the dust, before she said such words, but what she got in return was Zhong Wen's ruthless ridicule, which made her feel ashamed and angry for a moment. The grievance in my heart could no longer be suppressed, and tears fell down her fair cheeks.
Even though she was deeply dissatisfied with Jiang Yushi's actions against Zhong Wen, Coral couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy for this beautiful female general. She wanted to scold him, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them hard. Went back.
"Silly girl, do you know what kind of woman is the most attractive?" Zhong Wen suddenly said.
Jiang Yushi's eyes turned red and he turned his head to ignore it, but his ears perked up unconsciously.
"A woman who has a soul and is confident and self-loving is a lovely woman." Zhong Wen ignored her and said to himself, "When I first met you, even though you looked mediocre and had a bad temper, you still had some merits. "
"Bah!" Jiang Yushi had already made up her mind to ignore Zhong Wen, but she was still easily angered by his few words, "You have a mediocre appearance and a bad temper!"
"Just now you treated yourself like a commodity in exchange for my surrender." Zhong Wen said calmly, "How can you attract others when you don't even value something yourself?"
"I..." Jiang Yushi wanted to refute, but couldn't find the right words.
"Remember, women are not inferior to men. Women have the same right to pursue happiness as men." Zhong Wen stared at her autumn eyes and said word by word, "If you want something, just use your hands to fight for it. Don't You have to ruin yourself for nothing."
Jiang Yushi trembled all over, as if his heartstrings were touched. He lowered his head and pondered, silent for a long time.
Women are not inferior to men, right?
Also lost in thought was Thirteen Niang beside her.
During the conversation, the convoy transporting Broken Spirit Arrows did not stop and continued to move towards Liangping Pass with all its strength. Gradually, towering cliffs jumped into sight, and the crossing not far away became narrower and narrower. Everyone knew that Liangping Pass
Pass is already close at hand.
At the narrow entrance of the pass, there were densely packed Fulong troops, blocking the entire road. Looking from a distance, it was dark and gave people a depressing feeling.
"The entrance is blocked, how do we get in?" Chen Youliang asked, pointing to the mighty Fulong army in the distance.
"Before that, there is a bigger problem to solve." Zhong Wen suddenly sighed and looked up at the sky.
Everyone looked in the direction of his gaze and saw this slender figure hanging high in the sky.
Judging from the appearance, this person is only in his forties, but he has long snow-white hair and a red robe. His left hand is tucked into his sleeve, and his right hand holds a long black sword. His slender eyes are
, showing a brutal light.
"Lord Huanyin!" Jiang Yushi couldn't help but exclaimed as she instantly recognized the man in the sky.
"Miss Jiang?" Venerable Huanyin recognized Jiang Yushi's identity almost at the same time. He was slightly startled, and then his face lit up, "Originally I just wanted to kill someone, but I didn't expect that I could accomplish such a great feat. It's really an unexpected surprise.
"
He knew that once he successfully rescued Jiang Yushi, he would surely receive unimaginable benefits from the head of the Jiang family. How could he not be happy?
"You little thief, surrender!" Jiang Yushi suddenly looked at Zhong Wen, "Venerable Huanyin is a veteran spiritual master, and you cannot resist him."
"Silly girl, let me ask you another riddle." Zhong Wen grinned at her, "Which one is more powerful, the gods or the spiritual beings?"
After saying that, without waiting for her answer, she made a "coo" sound from her mouth, and a gray shadow fell from the sky as fast as lightning and stopped steadily in front of him. It was the bald eagle, the spiritual beast that had been following the convoy in the air.
Zhong Wen turned over and climbed onto the back of the eagle, caressing the feathers on the bald eagle's body. He saw the ferocious bird raise its head, cry out "cuckoo", flap its wings, and shoot towards the direction of the Venerable Huanyin.
go.
This chapter has been completed!