Just when Wu Jie and the NPCs of the Fengyun Empire were side by side and Wang Fengyun was conducting sand table deductions alone in the commander's camp, in another camp, Prince Fengyun Fengping and Princess Iron Fan Fengjing had other plans. Or To be precise, it was simply the plan of Prince Feng Ping, a top-notch NPC.
At this time, no one knew better than himself that the position of the great treasure of the throne was almost within reach. Of course, there was a prerequisite. That was the dedication of his sister, Princess Iron Fan Fengjing...
When Princess Iron Fan Fengjing heard her brother Feng Ping reveal his plan, she decisively refused: "No."
"No." Prince Feng Yun, Feng Ping, looked puzzled: "Why not, little sister."
"You must know that in our Fengyun Empire, apart from Tianya Farewell, I really haven't found anyone else who is more suitable for you, little sister. You have also seen that Tianya Farewell is not only unparalleled in strategy and battle formations, but also has his own personal martial arts. His cultivation level can easily kill strong men with immortal level strength. Now he has gained the favor of the emperor's uncle."
Prince Feng Ping, for his own benefit and to tie Wu Jie to his warship, naturally spared no effort in persuading Princess Iron Fan Feng Jing: "Judging from various signs, the person who left Tianya must be the person rumored to be from our royal family. The legendary man who was given to our Fengyun Empire by God for thousands of years. In the future, the Fengyun Empire’s military will inevitably sweep across the Aotian Empire under his leadership. And as long as I fully support him, he will eventually become The only emperor in the history of Fengyun Empire. With such a husband, what else can my little sister ask for?"
Princess Iron Fan Feng Jing naturally heard all the words of Prince Feng Yun Feng Ping. But in her heart, she always had a slight rejection. But after all, what the prince brother said just now was all the truth. She wanted to refute a few words, but found that Don't know where to start.
After a pause, she realized it. Until now, she still subconsciously thought that Wu Jie was the boy who joined the military test field in Baiyun City. How could he be worthy of a princess like her? Besides, she was trained like a devil by Wu Jie along the way. After a while, she was still thinking about finding a chance to get revenge. With this thought in her mind, she muttered: "If it doesn't work, it won't work."
Prince Fengyun, Feng Ping, a top-notch NPC, saw the little girl's appearance and earnestly persuaded him: "Tianya Farewell is definitely the one who is in the legend of our royal family. Judging from his strength and performance, he will definitely be the future military leader of the emperor's uncle." If we can win over Tianya Farewell as our successor, it will be equivalent to winning over the emperor's uncle. If the emperor's uncle can support your brother and me, then the possibility of my final ascendancy will be much greater."
"After all, the emperor's uncle's attitude is unclear now. Although I have the support of the military community, the emperor's uncle did not speak. This caused your second brother to have the illusion. Yili jumped up and down with the support of the ministers in the court. Don't forget I and you are the same mother and father..."
"Dengding. Dengding... The prince's brother only has Dengding in his eyes. Doesn't he have the happiness of my little sister?"
"Why not? Tianyajiejie has such strength. He is also the person who answers the orders in the royal family legend. And he has just rescued the emperor's uncle. As expected, the commander of the Flying Eagle Army really can't escape from his grasp. Only a few In just a few months, he went from being a white man to the commander-in-chief of the Flying Eagle Army. At that time, his military rank will be at least the general level. Isn't such a person worthy of you?"
"But Brother Prince, have you ever thought about how big Tianya Farewell will be? He can now easily kill the powerful men of the immortal level. Such high strength. According to our cultivation speed, how long will it take to reach it? It is fifty years. Or sixty years. Or more." Princess Iron Fan suddenly thought of a very important question.
Prince Feng Yun was stunned for a moment. He had to admit this fact. After sighing, he said: "Little sister, you said that if I didn't ascend to the throne as my brother, but let your second emperor ascend to the throne, what would happen to me? What will happen to you? And the Queen Mother..."
This sentence directly hit the weakest point of Princess Iron Fan Feng Jing. Feng Jing also fell silent. He sighed for a long time and said: "Brother Prince, can't we part without the end of the world? Without the absolute support of the emperor, you can't Climb to the top? After all, the military community of our Fengyun Empire absolutely supports you now. Even if the Flying Eagle Army is missing, it won’t have much impact on you..."
"I know everything you said. However, the chance will be lower by a few points. If the emperor's uncle, the military god of the Fengyun Empire, turns to support your other brother, the second emperor, then my chance will be lowered by a few points again. Even It’s the lowest point we’ve ever had.”
"There is no other way to increase your odds."
"have."
Feng Ping answered cleanly. Princess Iron Fan Feng Jing was overjoyed and quickly asked: "Brother Prince, what is it?"
"In our Fengyun Empire, we are looking for a beautiful girl who is as beautiful as you, my sister, and give it to Tianya Farewell. Trying to get Tianfa Farewell's support first."
Princess Iron Fan heard the words calmly, and her face became heavy. "This method is difficult. Let's not say that we don't know the habit of separation at the end of the world. Even if he sincerely accepts our gift, he may not be able to help us with all his strength."
What stood out to Feng Ping was Princess Iron Fan Feng Jing's words. So he immediately said: "Let's talk about it. We still have to part ways at the end of the world..."
"Become one of our own." Princess Iron Fan Fengjing took over the words and said.
Silence. A long silence. After Iron Fan Princess Feng Jing spoke, she could only nod her head wordlessly. Seeing that the persuasion was successful, Prince Feng Ping hid his ecstasy in his heart and said with deep approval on his face: "Little Sister, the sacrifices you have made will be remembered by my brother. I will wait for him..."
Princess Iron Fan walked out without waiting for her brother the prince to finish. But she was thinking in her heart: "Am I going to live with a bad old man all my life?" Thinking of this, her heart surged. Full of dissatisfaction.
On the other side, after the top military leaders of the Aotian Empire learned about the failed assassination, Deputy Commander Li Gang said angrily: "Why are so many people unable to kill even one person with little force? So much has been lost. strength."
"Deputy Commander, I am willing to cut off Fengyun's head." An NPC recommended himself. After Li Gang looked him up and down, the anger disappeared from his face. What remained was only calmness. "No need. Fengyun is a member of Fengyun Empire. The nickname is King Bingjian. He is known as the God of War in the Fengyun Empire. The bodyguards around him must be very strong."
"Moreover, after our assassination failed this time, they must have taken precautions..."
"No matter how strong you are, you can definitely do it."
"I know your loyalty and your strength. However, there is no need for us to take action. In a few days, the arrangements there will be completed. By then, our millions of cavalry will be suppressed by the entire army. Can Fengyun Empire be able to Existence is a problem. I believe he, Fengyun, doesn’t have a few days left to live.”
"The deputy commander is wise."
"In the past few days, we must not let the Fengyun Empire's army have an easy time. Use the secret agents of our affiliated tribes to prompt the troops of those affiliated tribes to continuously attack the Fengyun military camp. It is best to set up a fight to the death. A situation where we will fight to the death. We must now It’s time.”
"I will obey the orders of the deputy commander."
"As long as our arrangements are completed, it will be much more lively..." Li Gang said, turning around and leaving the military camp.
The frontline military camp of the Fengyun Empire. Wu Jie was fighting side by side with Wang Fengyun, who was known as the God of War. You must know that Fengyun was known as the God of War in the Fengyun Empire. He also used troops like a god.
Although Wu Jie has changed a lot, he is always one step behind. Feng Yun was also surprised in his heart. What surprised him was that he had exhausted all his energy, but still couldn't withstand the all kinds of attacks. He could only try his best to support him. What I was happy about was that this man He is from their Fengyun Empire. He has reason to believe that in the future, under his leadership, millions of soldiers from the Fengyun Empire will sweep across the Aotian Empire and even unify the Linglong World with the support of the Fengyun Empire.
It wasn't until dawn that the winner was decided. But Wu Jie finally won. And he used the method of defeating ten guilds with one force.
"Okay. A person is better than an expert." Wang Fengyun said with a smile and no trace of frustration on his face.
"The prince is still showing mercy."
Entering the dungeon world of Linglong Chess Game. After a lot of hard work, Wu Jie finally got the approval of the supreme commander of the Fengyun Empire's military. This meant that Wu Jie had the capital to challenge the Emperor Xuanyuan. No wonder he was in a good mood.
Wang Fengyun shook his head. He took out a few skill books and said: "This is a book on the art of war. It also contains my own experience. Take it and study it carefully. I believe it will be helpful to you. In addition,... There is "Exquisite Weapon Refining Technique". You also put in the effort to practice it. Although it won't be of much help to you now, you are after all a prodigy of my Fengyun Empire. You will always be useful in the future."
"Yes. I will definitely practice seriously."
The skill book that Wang Fengyun took out was a reward from the system. Wu Jie would be polite. Besides, in the chaotic world, he learned the art of making equipment from Yu Chigong, the only blacksmith of the Tiandao Alliance. If given the opportunity to perfect it, he would naturally not give up. After all, the Wentian Sword in his hand is a special weapon. Although it has evolved to the high-level immortal level, he knows that if he still wants to evolve, he must be more powerful and proficient in his crafting skills. Just fine.
After Wu Jie accepted the skill book he sent, he patted Wu Jie's shoulder side by side and said: "Okay, go down and get ready. The Flying Eagle Army is still waiting for you to conquer. We, father-in-law, will have plenty of time to get together in the future. …”
Wu Jie looked at Wang Fengyun carefully before saying goodbye and left. Not far from the commander's camp, a bright and beautiful figure was waiting for him in front. When Wu Jie saw it, he felt suspicious in his heart, but he cupped his fists and called out: "Princess."
"Should I call you General Tianya? Or Young Master Tianya?" Princess Iron Fan turned around quietly and said with a smile. Wu Jie smiled and replied: "No matter what the princess wants to call you, it's fine. "
"Really." Princess Iron Fan Fengjing raised her eyebrows. Her red and phoenix eyes suddenly became affectionate, as if she was pregnant with a pool of clear water.
When Wu Jie saw this, he felt suspicious, but he still said casually: "Of course it is more real than real gold."
