Feng Wudao glared at Feng Wuya, and then explained with a cold face, "The top ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland have never fought against each other directly. Shenji Palace ranks me first among the ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland.
You think highly of me. But I may not be the strongest among the ten saints. Let alone defeating Ling Tian, who is ranked second, even if I want to defeat any one of the other eight people, I am not completely sure! As for
The lesson you mentioned is even more nonsense!"
The ten great saint sons of the Eastern Barren are the ten most outstanding geniuses of the Eastern Barren.
After being given the position of Holy Son, they all received the most abundant resources from Jiang Sheng.
After three months, the strength of all ten people has improved tremendously.
If any two of the ten people fight against each other, it will be difficult to tell the difference.
Unless the two of them fight to the death.
However, as far as the current situation in the Eastern Wasteland is concerned, it is impossible for the ten Saint Sons of the Eastern Wasteland to fight each other to the death.
"Forehead……"
Hearing Feng Wudao say this, Feng Wuya was speechless for a moment.
"Why……"
After a while, Feng Wudao glanced at Feng Wuya again and sighed helplessly.
"You go back first."
After saying this, Feng Wudao turned around and walked out, walking towards the side of the hall.
"Brother Imperial, aren't you going to go to that appointment with Ling Tian?"
When Feng Wuya saw that Feng Wudao was about to leave, his expression suddenly became complicated, and he cast an anxious look at him.
If Feng Wudao doesn't go to Ling Tian's appointment, Ling Tian will take his life...
Because of what happened last time, he now has no doubts about Ling Tian's abilities.
"In twelve days, I will go to Tianshui City."
Feng Wudao didn't stop leaving, but just said something faintly.
After all, Feng Wuya is his biological brother.
If he is able, he still has to help.
At the very least, Feng Wuya's life must be saved.
In his opinion, Ling Tian used Feng Wuya's life to force him to show up, just to meet him for a while, and he did not really want to take Feng Wuya's life.
In fact, deep down in his heart, he was also a little interested in Ling Tian.
Three months ago, he had seen Ling Tian's powerful methods in Zhebie Mountain.
I don’t know how much Ling Tian’s strength has increased in the past three months.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Wudao had left the main hall.
Seeing this, Feng Wuya had no choice but to return to the Qingping Army first.
He believed that his imperial brother would not abandon him.
After all, this time is not the first time that his royal brother has helped him.
Twelve days later, the half-month period is approaching.
Ling Tian was standing on the top of Tianshui City, looking far ahead.
At this time, the commander of the Tianshui City defenders came behind Ling Tian with a general wearing a blazing armor.
"Holy Son Lingtian, this is General Nangong Bo of the Nangong Dynasty!"
The commander of the Tianshui City defenders introduced Ling Tian respectfully.
"Um!"
Ling Tian simply responded.
However, his eyes never glanced sideways at Nangong Bo because of his arrival.
This made the Tianshui City garrison commander and Nangong Bo a little embarrassed.
"Holy Son Lingtian, our Nangong Dynasty's 600,000-strong army has arrived ten miles outside Tianshui City. They will arrive at Tianshui City in the near future. I wonder what Saint Son Lingtian has planned?"
Nangong Bo hesitated for a while and then took a step forward, explaining the situation of the reinforcements from the Nangong Dynasty and hoping to get instructions from Ling Tian.
"General Nangong, thank you for your hard work. Just let your Nangong Dynasty army stationed on the spot! At that time, I think you should have your own judgment on whether to fight or retreat."
Ling Tian still didn't turn around, but he uttered an indifferent voice.
"Ah...this..."
Nangong Bo was a little confused.
This time the Nangong Dynasty sent a large army here just to give Ling Tian face.
With Ling Tian's support, the Nangong Dynasty no longer feared Feng Wudao.
As long as Ling Tian gives an order, the Nangong Dynasty army can join the battle with the Qingping Kingdom army.
After all, Qingping Country is just a small country, and its military's combat effectiveness is still somewhat behind that of the Nangong Dynasty.
Although the Nangong Dynasty only brought 600,000 reinforcements this time, it was enough to regain the seventy-two lost cities for Lihua Kingdom.
Of course, this takes time, at least several months.
It is still very difficult to annihilate the 800,000 Qingping Army in a single battle.
"Let's wait for the news."
Ling Tian had no intention of explaining too much to Nangong Bo.
He waved his hand with his back to the other party, signaling the other party to leave first.
"Yes! Then I will go back first."
When Nangong Bo saw this, he could only obey the order.
He cupped his fists towards Ling Tian and bowed before retreating.
Ling Tian does not support this war.
The result he most hoped for was to have the Qingping army withdraw without spending a single soldier.
If the Lihua Kingdom and the Nangong Dynasty join forces to fight the Qingping Kingdom, the casualties will be estimated to be hundreds of thousands.
It can be said that there is no winner in the end.
These dead soldiers each have their own positions in the Eastern Wasteland.
But in the final analysis, they are all soldiers of Donghuang.
If there were no events in the Chaos Realm, the war between the two countries would be an extremely normal thing.
But due to the catastrophe in the Eastern Wasteland, this war seemed a bit inappropriate.
Even if these soldiers deserved to die, they would have died in the battle with the aliens, not in this civil war in the Eastern Wasteland.
"Holy Son Lingtian, are you sure Feng Wudao will come?"
Su Leng stood beside Ling Tian and waited here with Ling Tian for a long time. Feeling a little unsure, he asked Ling Tian.
"He will come."
Ling Tian said calmly and answered Su Leng.
He believed that Feng Wudao would definitely come.
Of course, this presupposes that Feng Wuya brought the words to Feng Wudao.
Perhaps, this is the tacit understanding between the Holy Son.
"Holy Son Lingtian, the Qingping Kingdom's army has moved."
Not long after Ling Tian finished speaking, the commander of the Tianshui City defenders suddenly pointed forward and said nervously.
Ling Tian and everyone standing on the top of the city looked forward at the same time.
I saw the Qingping Kingdom's 800,000 troops slowly advancing towards Tianshui City.
In front of the army, Feng Wuya was still wearing the same outfit as last time.
But today, he no longer had the arrogant attitude before, and he seemed to have no confidence in his heart.
After marching to the gates of Tianshui City, the 800,000-strong army stopped.
And Feng Wuya did not give the army any further orders.
He did not order an army to attack the city, nor did he send anyone to Tianshui City to speak out.
"Feng Wudao should be here soon."
Such a scene made Ling Tian make a judgment.
Feng Wudao must be coming soon, so Feng Wuya dared to let the army march.
Now, Feng Wuya is probably more eager than anyone else to hope that Feng Wudao will arrive as soon as possible.
Just waiting for Feng Wudao to solve Ling Tian's problem and lead his army to capture Tianshui City in one fell swoop.
After a while, a figure came from the void in the distance and flew over the heads of Qingping Kingdom's 800,000 troops at an extremely fast speed.
Ling Tian's attention then focused on this person.
After the person got closer, he could see his face clearly, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.