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Chapter 2141 Huan Xuan Chaos in the Imperial Ancestral Temple

Jiankang City, Huanchu Ancestral Temple, Wu Geng.

Huan Xuan was dressed in a dragon robe, sitting in the main hall of the Ancestral Temple, surrounded by sandalwood. In front of him was the spiritual tablet of Huan Fan. Three from the left and three from the right. The seven generations of descendants of the Huan family of Qiao Guo since Huan Fan.

The ancestors of the Banban stand on both sides. According to the custom of the Chu region, the shamans wearing Nuo masks, wearing bare hair and barefoot, dancing with the bone boards, are dancing the gods back and forth on the fire outside the door. On the eaves,

Countless shamans were holding soul-calling flags, waving them vigorously, and singing "The soul is coming back". The entire temple was filled with the sound of Jingchu-style prayers.

Huan Xuan was restless. His dragon robe had already been soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. He was kneeling on the futon in the temple, but he was distracted. Whenever there were some footsteps behind him, he couldn't bear it.

I looked back at where I was, as if I was waiting for someone to come.

Finally, there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away. Along with the sound of the Ancestral Temple door opening, Bian Fanzhi, wearing leather armor, hurried in. Huan Xuan's spirit was lifted and he instinctively wanted to get up.

The priest coughed lightly, which made Huan Xuan wake up immediately. He quickly knelt down on the futon and waited for Bian Fanzhi to hurriedly walk outside the temple door and stood respectfully with his hands down.

Finally, Wu Zhu, who was dancing with magic outside the door, suddenly roared, and sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the fire in front of him. The fire was bright, and Wu Zhu shouted: "The ancestors of the Huan family have appeared, Beijing."

The Eight Thieves will definitely die tomorrow!"

As he spoke, he threw a straw man with Liu Yu's name written on it and covered with nails directly into the fire. Suddenly, the raging fire lit up the entire night sky that was already slightly bright.

Dozens of straw men with the names of the leaders of Jingba were also thrown into the fires accordingly. Outside the Ancestral Temple, there was a burst of cheers from Jing Chu's mouth, and the high priest also stood up with satisfaction.

After walking out of the palace door, Huan Xuan could finally sit down cross-legged. The kneeling posture just now was too difficult for this fat man of nearly 300 kilograms. As soon as he sat down,

He was panting like an ox and shouted to the palace attendants standing by: "Quick, bring me sour plum juice, please add ice cubes!"

Bian Fanzhi curled his lips and walked into the hall: "Lingbao, I have told you a long time ago that drinking this kind of ice drink in spring is really bad for your health."

Huan Xuan, however, couldn't care less and kept waving. A palace servant ran over with a jar of sour plum juice. Huan Xuan grabbed the jar and poured it into his mouth. Bian Fanzhi frowned.

He grabbed the jar and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Huan Xuan suddenly came to his senses, and with a murderous intent in his eyes, he looked at the palace man. The palace man was so frightened that he knelt down quickly: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I was so impatient that I didn't try the drink myself. I will... now...

………”

As he spoke, he quickly wanted to take the jar in Bian Fanzhi's hand. Bian Fanzhi said coldly: "If I hadn't been here today, Your Majesty would have really drank like this. You bunch of cheap slaves, you usually

Is this how you put Your Majesty in danger? Come here, drag him down and kill him with a stick!"

Huan Xuan waved his hand, took the jar, and said: "That's all, Jingzu, this is in the Ancestral Temple, and it is unlucky to kill people. If they really had bad intentions, I guess they would have been doomed long ago. Now

In the face of a formidable enemy, you should save some character for yourself."

The palace man on the side quickly took a wine glass and poured a glass of sour plum juice into it. Then the palace man holding the jar drank it in one gulp. After two minutes, everyone looked normal. Huan Xuan waved his hand.

The man withdrew with gratitude, and Huan Xuan raised his neck and drank the entire jar of sour plum juice without leaving a drop. He was still not satisfied, and even poured the last few ice cubes into his mouth.

Chew up.

Bian Fanzhi sighed softly and waved his hands. All the servants and guards in the palace retreated, leaving only him and Huan Xuan sitting cross-legged opposite each other. Huan Xuan said with a smile: "Old Bian, I didn't kill this person this time.

Slave, does this make you lose face?"

Bian Fanzhi shook his head: "Forget it, you don't care, what else can I say. I came here to report an urgent military report, Liu Yu is here!"

Huan Xuan's eyes widened, and he jumped up from the ground in surprise: "What did you say? Liu Yu is here? How is this possible? Just one day after the bloody battle at Luo Luoqiao, he experienced such a hard and bloody battle, and he grew hundreds of miles in one day

Coming? Where is he now?"

Bian Fanzhi said solemnly: "At this moment, Liu Yu has seized Fuzhou Mountain. According to Huan Qian's plan, he had left three thousand ambush troops in the woods in the mountain. However, these three thousand ambush troops were actually given to Liu."

Yu’s vanguard troops were expelled directly. What a shame!”

Huan Xuan's expression changed: "What, three thousand ambush troops were driven out? How many troops does Liu Yu have? How many advance troops are there?"

Bian Fanzhi sighed: "The leader of the army was Huan Wei. He didn't even see the number of enemy troops. He only said that the enemy troops were like a fire dragon, driving in with a loud killing sound. There were at least tens of thousands of people. He didn't dare to fight.

, in order to preserve their strength, they directly chose to retreat, even leaving hundreds of people’s baggage and ordnance in the forest.”

Huan Xuan gritted his teeth: "Our front army's tens of thousands of troops have been wiped out. In addition to the troops that defected to Liu Yu, he may really have tens of thousands of troops now, otherwise he would not dare to attack Jiankang directly. Maybe.

, we all underestimated Liu Yu’s strength.”

Bian Fanzhi frowned: "I don't believe Liu Yu has tens of thousands of troops. If he really had such strength, he would not have been besieged at Luoluo Bridge and almost died. This is what Hu Fan saw with his own eyes.

It’s much more reliable for this idiot Huan Wei to just talk nonsense without even seeing him!"

Huan Xuan shook his head: "What Hu Fan saw may not be everything. He just followed Huangfu Fu and ambushed Liu Yu's vanguard by luck. Last time Liu Yu rushed with more than a thousand vanguards and was ambushed and almost died. Maybe

Having learned their lesson, they sent the army first this time. Also, in the battle of Luoluo Bridge, didn't a large number of Liu Yu's soldiers and horses come ashore from Jiangbei by boat, and finally turned the tide of the battle? Jiangbei is the home base of the Beifu Army.

Starting from Jingkou, there are six counties and a large number of former demon thieves who were slaves. They can really mobilize a lot of troops."

Bian Fanzhi said thoughtfully: "Could it be that Liu Yu really has thousands of troops now? What should we do?!"

Huan Xuan gritted his teeth: "It is expected that the enemy will be generous and respect the ancestors. Liu Yu dared to attack Jiankang directly. Firstly, his morale may be strong, and secondly, he may have really received a large number of reinforcements, not to mention that our former army officers and soldiers have

Liu Yu will more or less submit to Liu Yu and attack me in turn. Even the equipment of more than 10,000 people is enough to arm a large number of Jingkou villagers or Sanwu old thieves.

Qian and Yin Zhongwen, who are stationed at Fuzhoushan, join forces, and then ask Yu Yizhi to urgently lead the Jiankang troops to the front line for support. No matter what, we must withstand Liu Yu's first wave of assault to have a future!"

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