That night, Liu Mu and Tan Qianshou wanted to invite Xiahou Zhuo to drink, but Xiahou Zhuo politely declined and said he would stay with his brother for a while. Then Liu Mu and the others realized that the stinky butt boy might have a great background.

Even when they heard Xiahou Zhuo's name, they knew that it was Prince Yu's son. Xiahou Zhuo said that the surname Li was brothers with him. Liu Mu couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Prince Yu is really romantic and has so many sons.

Prince Ruoyu knew about the messy things he was thinking, and didn't know what he thought.

In an empty room in the city, everyone casually touched some food. The place was bitter and cold and scarce. Although some cattle and sheep were driven over, if they moved those things, others would naturally move them. They would still have to return them. The lives of the people were not easy. The people gathered at the border were able to barely eat a bite of food with the protection of the border troops. If they harmed their cattle and sheep, their lives would be cut off.

A large pot of steamed buns, a few pickled cabbage, a plate of vinegar and cabbage, a plate of fried shredded potatoes, a plate of pickled radish strips, and a plate of peanuts with the best wine.

Four people sat around here, each of them was a little dazed, as if they accidentally traveled back to when they were in Jizhou City more than a year ago.

At that time, Zhuang Wudi had just arrived, Yu Jiuling had just returned, Xiahou Zhuo was about to leave, and Li Chi was like a line connecting these people together.

Xiahou Zhuo pinched a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth, then took a sip of wine, and a sizzled sound from his mouth.

"Duer."

Xiahou Zhuo looked at Li Chi and said, "Let's go back to Jizhou tomorrow morning. The matter on the battlefield is the matter of soldiers. I'm here, and you don't need it here."

Li Chi shrugged and said nothing.

Xiahou Zhuo naturally knew Li Chi's temperament. If he hadn't come, the war would come to an end. Li Chi might have gone back. Now that he is here, Li Chi will not be able to leave.

But this battlefield is too dangerous, especially when the Black Martial Khan Emperor arrives, this small border town will become a real hell. The battle a few days ago seemed very tragic, but that was just an appetizer before the main meal of this battle.

Xiahou Zhuo looked at Li Chi. Li Chi was looking at the plate of pickled radish strips. The radish strips tasted very good, not very salty, and also brought these sweet and sour tastes particularly crisp and refreshing. Li Chi's eyes kept looking at them but didn't move their chopsticks to pick them up. After a while, Xiahou Zhuo realized that the guy was counting a few.

"Look."

Li Chi pointed to the plate of radish sticks and said, "There are not so many things in this world that can be divided equally by everyone."

He picked up a chopstick and said, "I will get the same ones first, and then I will get the same ones. If I don't take them myself, I will give them to me like my brothers sitting together today."

Xiahou Zhuo said: "It's really that important to you?"

What he wants to say is, don’t worry about what you want, and I can give you what you want in a few years.

Li Chi seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, so he smiled and said, "Brother, a great hero will not hide behind his brother. If I want to eat these radish sticks, I will pick them up by myself."

Xiahou Zhuo said: "Then tell me, what is your goal?"

Li Chi smiled and said, "I just said that I want to be a great hero."

Xiahou Zhuo fell silent, and Zhuang Wudi persuaded: "A real man always wants to make achievements. Li Chi has his ambitions and his ideas in his heart, so he should let him perform. He is born not a mediocre person." Xiahou Zhuo said, "What were you doing when you were fourteen years old?"

Zhuang Wudi thought about it. When he was fourteen years old, he was still farming at home, but his parents felt sorry for him and basically he didn't have to do anything. He spent most of his time practicing martial arts, and no martial artist taught him. He practiced it all by himself.

"I'm not as good as him."

Zhuang Wudi answered.

These four words left Xiahou Zhuo speechless, and he couldn't say the words afterwards, so after a long time of silence, Xiahou Zhuo nodded and said, "It's okay to stay, but you must stand by my side."

Li Chi then laughed, and Yu Jiuling also laughed.

Xiahou Zhuo looked at Yu Jiuling again and said, "I have never asked you to come to Northern Xinjiang to look for me before, because the black warriors are constantly testing pressure. Northern Xinjiang is fighting every day, and people are dying every day. You know that my temperament will definitely not hide behind me. I don't even care about my own life and death, and I don't care about your life and death..."

Yu Jiuling interrupted Xiahou Zhuo before he could finish his words. He smiled and said, "Young Master, just like what Li Chi said just now. If you want something, you have to fight for it yourself."

Xiahou Zhuo smiled and said, "Sure enough, people are divided into groups and birds of feathers gather together."

Several people were drinking while talking. Before they knew it, more than an hour passed. The wine had already drunk a large jar, and everyone was slightly drunk.

At this moment, a warning horn sounded on the city wall. Several of them looked at each other, and then grabbed their weapons almost at the same time and rushed out. The people who were resting in the city were also awakened by the horn sound. The crowd gathered from all directions to the city.

When Li Chi and the others ran to the city wall, they saw Tan Qianshou looking out with his eyes raised.

"General Tan, what happened?"

Xiahou Zhuo asked.

"The Black Warriors' brigade has arrived, and the torches are as numerous as a river, and there is no end to see."

Tan Qianshou pointed out, and the stars in the distance seemed to be inverted by the Milky Way.

"I'm afraid it's a big deal to be able to beat Dashi."

Xiahou Zhuo said: "Originally, the black warriors were preparing to attack in the north of Youzhou, and the border troops had been mobilized to prepare for the battle, but after waiting for seven or eight days, there was no movement from the black warriors. I guess the black warriors were probably going to use the trick of attacking the east and west. They were very likely to attack Daizhou Pass, so I led my troops over. Now it seems that the black warriors have colluded with the grassland people."

Tan Qianshou nodded and said, "I'm afraid this winter will be difficult."

Xiahou Zhuo said: "Leave one-third of the defense and let everyone go back to sleep. Tonight, Kuotao can compete with Dashi who just arrived and would not attack, and he has not figured out the situation."

Tan Qianshou nodded and turned around and ordered someone to rest.

But Li Chi and the others could not sleep, and no one could guarantee that the black warriors would not attack overnight. They stayed up all night. When the morning rotation was taking Liu Mu brought his people up, they went down to the city to rest for a while.

Black Warriors Camp.

He was just over forty years old and was a young and powerful Emperor Kuoke Deshi sitting on the throne covered with tiger skins, closing his eyes and not speaking, but his body seemed to emit a chill. Everyone in the tent stood there with their heads down, not even dared to raise their heads, let alone send out a little.

General Lu Chi fell to the middle of the tent and dared not explain.

After a long time, Kuokedi Dashi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Lu Chi who was kneeling there.

"I lost more than 10,000 elite troops, but I didn't even capture a small border. Before you lead the army, I asked you if you are sure. You said you would wait under the city of Jizhou for me to lead the army to arrive."

Kuokedi Dashi's finger tapped on the armrest of the seat: "Lu Chi, tell me, is the small city gate in front called Jizhou?"

Lu Chi kowtowed with a bang, saying that he was guilty and did not dare to defend himself.

Everyone in this big tent knows the nature of Kuo who can beat Dashi. If you say you are wrong, you are wrong, and if you don’t, you are not. If you dare to defend yourself, then you will be in trouble.

Seeing his attitude, Kuo Kedi Di Dashi was a little satisfied, and he asked, "Who is the lord in the city?"

Then Lu Chi quickly replied: "It may be that Prince Wu of Chu, Yang Jiju, arrived in person."

When he heard Yang Jiju's name, Kuo Kedi Dashi's anger weakened a little. He had long heard of the name of Yang Jiju, the god of war in the Great Chu. It was rumored that the man had never been defeated in his life. The elite left martial guards under his command were the most powerful force among the Chu army.

"Get up and tell me in detail about Daizhou Detention."

"I obey the order."

Lu Chi did not dare to get up, and knelt on the matter of attacking Daizhou Pass in the past few days and said it inflated the fire. He did not say that most of the defenders in the city were people, but the elite left-handed guards were very powerful. He also said that the city might have received news long ago, so the defense of the city was well prepared, and the arrows were dense when the attack was siege, and tincture oil was poured down, which was really difficult to attack.

After hearing this, Kuo Kedi Dashi looked at his subordinates and asked, "Who do you have a plan to break the city?"

Everyone looked at each other, most of them just arrived and didn't understand the situation, so they didn't dare to express their opinions casually.

A moment later, a middle-aged man who looked in his thirties stepped forward, turned around and leaned over to Kuoketto Dashi and said, "I think that if you want to break into a place like Daizhou Pass, a fierce attack may not work. It is better to choose a master to attack at night, use a group of high-level martial arts to sneak up to the city pass, seize the city wall, and then ignite it as a quotation. The army's attack may have miraculous effects."

The person who spoke looked cold and hard, and the man never smiled all year round. He was Kan Luosen, the commander of the Heiwu Qingya.

Most of the Qingyamen were masters selected from the Jianmen, and a large number of powerful people were recruited from the Heiwu world. Qingyamen had absolute power. In the Heiwu Empire, Emperor Khan alone had no one else to restrain Qingyamen. Simply put, Qingyamen could take care of any other yamen's affairs, but no yamen could interfere in Qingyamen's affairs.

"Then let me leave it to you."

Kuo Kedi Dashi looked at Kan Luosen and said, "Your abilities are so powerful. You can choose the personnel and give you two days to prepare. The night after tomorrow, your people will sneak attack the city gate."

Kan Luosen leaned over and said, "I obey the order."

He bowed and retreated aside, without even saying a word.

Kan Luosen is one of the four great sword masters of Jianmen and a great disciple of the head of Jianmen. His status in the court is as high as those royal relatives. His status in Jianmen is second only to the heads and two great worshipers.

Kuo Kedi Dashi waved his hand and said, "When I was preparing for these two days, I would just send someone to the outside of the city to persuade me to surrender, and by the way, Is it true that Yang Jiju is guarding the city?"

After saying that, he got up and walked out, and reached out his hand. The follower immediately put a very tough leather glove on his left hand, and to the bend of his arms, Kuokedi Dashi whistled, and a white-headed falcon with a fierce aura swept down from the sky and landed on his arm.
Chapter completed!