Jiang Qingyun's question made the already solemn Huntian Shuttle become even more nervous. Not to mention the shadows of the Wangchuan Sword Cultivators and Luo Chuan accompanying them, Qianxue and the young female Taoist looked on silently. They were just looking around on the shuttle.
Taoist priest Du Boan, who was walking around and touching the gourd, couldn't help but look back.
Sensing something different in the atmosphere, the child in red robe who was huddled at the end of the shuttle raised his head. Seeing that everyone around him was silent, he turned and looked outside again.
Luo Chuan, who was stared at by everyone, did not answer the question immediately, but asked instead, "Senior Qingyun thought that the Meng family of Yongchang County who lost Heyu City could only rely on the power of Yicheng, Xingcheng and Zhaoshui City to fight back.
After losing a border town with a large formation like Heyu City, without foreign aid, can it still be able to withstand the trend of the southern barbarians moving northward?"
Jiang Qingyun's eyes were calm and unwavering, "No."
Luo Chuan nodded and asked, "Since we can't save ourselves, we can only seek help from others. The Yan family in Anyang is too busy to take care of themselves right now. Let's not talk about it. The only one who has the ability to help Yongchang is Li Guang. Seniors think that the Meng family in Yongchang can be trusted by Yun Bailou, or can they be trusted?"
Me Luochuan?"
Jiang Qingyun frowned slightly, "The current situation is extremely corrupt. Since the three counties belong to the Yashui Alliance, they have the alliance to help each other. The governor also saved Yongchang from Yicheng..."
"But until the end of that battle, didn't the gates of Yicheng not open?" Luo Chuan raised the corners of his mouth, interrupting Jiang Qingyun's words, "Not only that, Meng Cao'er, the commander of the Shanshan Army in Yongchang County, just because he fought with me
They fought side by side and were imprisoned by Meng Xiaotian after the war. He did not care about half of his merits. Meng Jiaoyang, the new governor of Yongchang County, has not been released since he came to the throne, let alone reinstated. Why? "
"Besides, it's not just the Yongchang Meng clan who can't trust me and Yun Bailou, how can we trust them? What if we and the reinforcements pass through Yicheng from north to south, but are cut off by the Yongchang army? What if we are blocked? You know
The number of troops and strong men used by Yongchang County to guard against our Li County and Guang County is by no means less than that of the southern Xinjiang defense line. If we are really isolated from the death ground south of Yicheng, our army will have no choice but to fight to the death against the Nanyi
This is a dead end," Luo Chuan shook his head and said, "Of course, this does not include the grievances between me and Yun Bailou. If all were included, wouldn't the situation in southern Xinjiang become a dead end?"
Jiang Qingyun had nothing to say for a moment, so she could only look at the Wangchuan sword cultivators behind her, but no one could give her an answer.
"Senior Qingyun, trust is so difficult, especially in these troubled times, where can a covenant between princes be reached? That is to say, the Ya Shui Alliance has been signed, and Meng Jiaoyang and Yun
When Bailou plotted against me in Xingcheng, did he hesitate for a moment?" Luo Chuan shook his head again, "So instead of worrying about the morality of the dynasty and watching millions of people trapped between life and death, it's better to
It's better to smash all the old bad ones to pieces, and then re-glue them together to make new good ones, and gather everyone's strength to deal with the outside world in a unified manner, avoiding internal friction and internal losses. It is impossible to say that the situation in Hanzhou in Southwest China will happen if anything happens.
There is still a glimmer of hope."
Jiang Qingyun looked at Luochuan deeply and said, "I once heard someone say that you once intended to earn a glimmer of hope for Southwest Hanzhou, but then gave up."
"The current situation is like this, no one can control it," Luo Chuan did not ask Jiang Qingyun where he heard such confidential things, and admitted frankly, "I once wanted to use all my secrets in Lijun to defeat most of the Han people in one battle.
However, after actually doing it, I realized that things are far from that simple. In the final analysis, the background of Lijun is still too poor, and the prefect of Lijun is still just a pawn in the big chess game of Zhongzhou.
That's it. We want to do more. In terms of our current strength, we are still far behind. Originally, after taking Xingcheng, Li County should enter the stage of recuperation, but unexpectedly, this game is not the right one.
No, it’s already difficult.”
Jiang Qingyun looked at Luochuan's knowing expression and fell into deep thought. After a while, she slowly said, "Wangchuan Sword Cultivator shouldn't get too involved in the wars between princes, but if the Meng clan of Yongchang is as the prefect said,
If they become an obstacle to resisting the barbarians and rescuing the people, we should be able to kill them!" Her tone was calm, but murderous intent lurked between the lines. She looked at Luo Chuan and said word by word, "What the Grand Administrator just said makes sense. If the Meng family dies,
One person can save tens of millions of people in Yongchang, so Jiang should also...don't hesitate!"
Hearing this, Luo Chuan's expression became solemn. He looked back at Jiang Qingyun's bright autumn eyes and hesitated to speak. In the end, all his words turned into a sigh, "Let's leave it like this for now," he turned to ask the captain in front of the shuttle.
Xu Lao said, "Master Niu, with the speed of this sky shuttle, when can we cross the Fubo Mountains and reach Weiming City?"
The old Taoist Changxu said without looking back, "I'm not sure yet about the exact location of the unnamed city. I only know the general direction from the map. But if the journey goes smoothly, we should be able to reach it before dawn tomorrow at the latest."
"There are only a few hours left. Seniors, the journey to Weiming City is not smooth. In order to keep our whereabouts secret, a battle may be inevitable. Please gather your strength and adjust your breathing. Master Niu, please work hard.
, let us know when you are about to arrive at Weiming City," Luo Chuan saw the old Taoist Chang Xu nodded, then said hello to everyone, stood up and came to the gourd Taoist priest, "Master Bo'an, although it is unwise to sharpen your spear in front of the battle, this trip is dangerous.
, Luo still wants to ask the real person for some advice on how to use the talisman magic weapon, and I hope you can give me some advice."
"The way of the talisman magic weapon is easy to learn but difficult to master. It is not too late for the prefect to propose it now," the Calabash Taoist said, but his eyes were on the silent Wangchuan sword cultivators, especially those who closed their eyes and adjusted their breaths.
Jiang Qingyun paused for a moment, then waved her hand to create a sound-isolating array, encircling him, Luo Chuan and the shadows that followed them, "Master Taishou, I have something to say before this, I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Sir, please tell me," Luo Chuan stretched out his hand to indicate that he should sit down and speak, while taking off a flying sword with a wooden handle from his back and placing it in front of him.
The Calabash Taoist priest sat across from Luo Chuan and just glanced at the wooden-handled flying sword in front of Luo Chuan. "Do you know, Lord Taishou, which sect is the first sect in Northwest Wuzhou?"
Luo Chuan thought for a moment and then replied, "It should be the Kunlun Immortal Sect."
"That's right," Taoist Gourd simply responded, as he should, "but everyone knows that Wangchuan is in Ling County, Wuzhou, and the Wangchuan Sword Sect is said to have half the world's masters than Wangchuan, so they want to come to the Kunlun Immortal Sect.
The strength should be far inferior to that of Wuzhou, but why has no one ever said that Wangchuan Sword Sect is the number one sect in Wuzhou?"
Luo Chuan was thoughtful and still shook his head.
Taoist Calabash said as he pointed out, "Because Wangchuan Sword Sect suppresses the luck of the human race, it is called Sword Sect, but in fact, it is not a sect in the true sense at all!"
Luochuan was shocked and couldn't help but look at Jiang Qingyun and the other sword monks on the other side, as if he was meeting them for the first time.
"Three thousand sword cultivators come from all over the world, but they are just three thousand like-minded people who belong to Lu Zu. They eliminate demons, defend the Tao, and protect the human race... without any restraints!" Taoist Calabash took a deep look at Luochuan and said calmly.
He said, "So what the prefect said and thought before should be taken with caution..."
Luochuan looked back at the Gourd Taoist priest, raised his hand and made a Taoist salute.