Murong Longtu's words caused a slight change in the expression on Lao Siming's face.

The great master of the Yin and Yang family blurted out: "Huh? What do you want to do?!"

Murong Longtu said gently: "It's just polite and polite."

Siming twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Needless to say about the Wrath Sword Immortal, the Kunlun Sword Sect is in the Kunlun Mountains in the far north; everyone knows that the Motian Sect is in the north and south of the Yangtze River. As for the Seventy-two Chain Village, it is located up and down the river.

Yes, the Yin Yang Revolving Sect is very careful to hide it, what do you want to do?"

Lao Siming's scalp was a little numb:

"Hey, hey, you're not planning to step on the door and kill everyone, are you?"

Murong Longtu shook his head and said with a carefree smile: "What are you thinking about? There are many sects like this that only practice martial arts. I am no longer the temperament I had before Jiazi. I am not that easy to kill, and I have no interest in it.

The weak draw their swords and engage in meaningless killing."

The old man in green shirt drank tea calmly and then said:

"Just take the Xuanbing and disband the sect."

"The disciples dispersed regardless of this matter and returned home."

Siming gasped.

Be obedient.

Isn’t this a matter of abolishing the inheritance and smashing the signboard?!

What this old boy said was still so arrogant and domineering. How dare those warriors fight him to the death? But then I thought about it, the arrogance of the sword maniac was only achieved by defeating many sword sects in the Central Plains and Jiangnan.

Siming grinned and said, "When do you plan to go?"

Murong Longtu took his time and said with a gentle smile: "There's no rush."

"I have to take Guanyi with me for this matter."

"There's no point in me going alone."

Siming nodded.

I understand, this is to bring the little one with me to kick someone in the face.

This old boy wants to show off his martial arts skills in front of his great-grandson.

The old man in green shirt looked calmly and said with a smile: "I will go over one by one. As for the results of those sects, leave it to my child this time."

"It's not up to them to decide whether you live or die."

Si Ming looked at the old sword madman and sighed, knowing that the sword madman was going to establish his prestige for Li Guanyi. Murong Longtu thought for a while and then said: "As for that one, Guanyi seems to dislike it very much."

Yes, we don’t have to pay attention to the rules of the world."

The green-shirted swordsman picked up the cup of tea that Li Guanyi poured for him.

Just calmly splash outside.

Time seems to have frozen.

The cup of tea fell, and every drop of tea fell into the air. The old man stretched out his fingers calmly, stirred the frozen water droplets, and then condensed them into a sword. He flipped his wrist, flexed his fingers, and lightly touched the sword.

superior.

Jian Kuang said calmly:

"go."

This cup of tea turned into a sword and rushed away. In just an instant, it had disappeared.

Siming was stunned, and he probably knew which unlucky guy was about to fall into trouble.

Jian Kuang replied calmly:

"After listening to this for a long time, come up."

Si Ming was not surprised. He looked down and heard a soft laugh. A gentle-looking old counselor wearing a scholar's robe came up with a sword at his waist. He raised his hands and bowed slightly, saying: "Pang Shuiyun, I have met Mr. Murong."

, we haven’t seen each other in more than ten years.”

"The old man is as good as ever, but Shuiyun has grown into his prime, and now his temples are gray."

"The passage of time is really ruthless."

Jian Kuang said calmly: "Are you looking for me?"

Pang Shuiyun smiled and said: "Before I came out, I heard that Mr. Jiankuang had left the eighteen states in the south of the Yangtze River. With just a calculation, I knew where the old man was going and who he was looking for. The young master is brave and brave, and now he has a great name.

Sir, I can't help but want to meet the young master."

This is one of the reasons why he took the initiative to promote Li Guanyi's name.

Just to draw out the sword madness.

Murong Longtu did not have the legendary arrogance and arrogance. He just said calmly: "Since you are here, then sit down." Pang Shuiyun bowed deeply and then sat down. Jian Kuang drank tea by himself and said: "Tell me.

Look, what will you do when you see me?"

Pang Shuiyun looked calm and said: "I want Senior Jian Kuang to tell the truth."

Murong Longtu raised his eyes slightly.

Pang Shuiyun said gently: "Young Master's reputation is as blazing now, but I got the news before that Yu Wen Tianxian had left Zhenbei City with Yu Wenhua under his protection. The three generals detained the city lord, but they did not intend to break up with Yu Wen Lie.

, so let Yu Wenhua and the others retreat calmly."

"They also gave me a lot of money."

"From the intelligence point of view, Yu Wen Lie left three hundred heavy cavalry for Yu Wen Tianxian."

Pang Shuiyun laughed and said lightly:

"However, I have never believed in such a deception."

"Three hundred heavy cavalry, in the eyes of people like us, must be at least doubled. If we add a little more, I think Yu Wenlie left eight hundred heavy cavalry, and the cavalry in the world are good at detouring, cutting, and pulling.

The most important combat unit."

"But no one will use heavy cavalry to attack the battle formation head-on."

"Once surrounded by heavy infantry such as giant shields and hooks and sickles, the cavalry will lose the foundation for high-speed movement and the losses will be huge."

"Although I don't know anything about military matters."

"However, the basis of the battle formation is to use the infantry as a formation for frontal contact, and the cavalry to penetrate on the left and right wings, then circle around, cut off supplies, and cut the flanks from the rear to cut the opponent's army. Therefore, the eight hundred heavy cavalry

."

"At least three times the infantry support."

"In other words, there are at least 3,000 people under Yu Wentian's command, and they should be composed of infantry and cavalry. Even if the cavalry is not Ying's ace-level corps, it is still an elite corps on the front line, and the infantry should all be scattered members."

Every time Pang Shuiyun said a word, he would place the cups and chopsticks on the table.

A basic battle formation was formed.

Pang Shuiyun's eyes brightened, and his tone was calm, and he said: "There are three thousand people, and Yuwen Tianxian is a famous general who is a steady and steady type. He is good at forming formations and advancing. He has considerable attainments in both cavalry and infantry battles. This intensity of battle formations

, I don’t say it’s big, but it’s definitely not small.”

"Young Master needs this battle, I ask Senior Jian Kuang not to interfere."

Pang Shuiyun stood up, cupped his hands, bowed deeply, and said:

"I already know the young master's experience in Jiangzhou City and Guan Yicheng. I have also seen him personally make arrangements so that the Yue Family Army can successfully escape and he can retreat safely. He is now fifteen years old. In this history,

A famous general who stands out at a young age will be at least in the top thirty of the divine generals list in the future."

"But if this is the case, in the future he will only be a fierce general and a fighting general."

"I'm good at killing generals and capturing flags, but I can't become a general."

"He needs the experience of commanding troops."

"The general's command of troops and horses is not martial arts. It cannot be gained by just reading books and meditating. Even training has no great effect. All the famous generals in the world have truly grasped the secret of the art of military commandership in actual combat."

Pang Shuiyun said: "How to become a qualified general?"

"He led at least a thousand men, fought with other generals, and survived."

"He is a qualified general."

"One actual battle is more than five years of hard training in the military."

"We and the enemy are both three thousand strong!"

"The combined battle of six thousand people is far from the level of a war. It can only be regarded as a confrontation between the two countries, but it is not a small friction. The Qi Machines commanding three thousand people formed an array and galloped back and forth on the battlefield.

Only then can the Lord become a general."

Murong Longtu looked at the counselor in front of him and said, "Three thousand people?"

"Where did it come from?"

Pang Shuiyun smiled and said, "I'm ready for you young master."
To be continued...