"My Lord Marshal, do you have any more? Give me a copy!"
Mo Xuan looked at Mo Wen and grinned.
"No, I just wrote this book!"
Mo Wen shrugged and spread his hands.
"Um...then is this okay..."
Before Mo Xuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xiao Yuxin.
"Can't!"
Xiao Yuxin had quick hands and eyes, and snatched Sun Tzu's Art of War from Mo Xuan's hand.
"I'll take the book away first. I'll have someone make a copy of it later and give it to General Mo Xuan."
After Xiao Yuxin finished speaking, she left the handsome tent without looking back.
"Third brother, you are so unkind! If you have something good for Yuxin, you won't prepare a copy for your second brother..."
Mo Xuan complained to Mo Wen.
"Second brother! I promised her to help teach Xiao Fan, but I was delayed because of something. The delay lasted four years, so I wrote this book to let Xiao Fan teach himself."
Mo Wen explained.
"Didn't she just say that? She will give you a copy, so you don't have to worry."
Mo Xuan heard this and nodded.
"Have the emperor and the queen returned to the palace?"
"No, I guess they will stay in Wentian City for a while."
Mo Wen replied.
"Third brother, when this matter is over, I will send a team of a thousand people to study with your devil army. You can help me train them well. When they are ready, I will transfer them back to the army for use."
Mo Xuan suddenly spoke.
Li Kui was the one he let go, and he was too embarrassed to ask for his return, so he thought of letting a new group of people go.
"No problem, just let them come over."
Mo Wen agreed directly.
"General Meng Li, please see Marshal Mo!"
A red-armored general said respectfully outside the commander's tent.
"General Meng, please come in!"
Mo Wen shouted outside the tent.
"Meng Li has led the Donglin Army's 10,000 soldiers to the Hulao City military camp. I wonder what the marshal's next instructions are?"
Meng Li entered the commander's tent and asked Mo Wen for instructions.
"The entire army is resting on the spot and we will set out again tomorrow."
Mo Wen looked at Meng Li and said.
This is a red-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is very tough.
"Okay, I'll go make arrangements right away. I'll take my leave..."
Meng Li accepted the order with clasped fists, and then left the commander's tent.
Mo Wen looked at Meng Li's leaving figure and thought to himself, this is an upright man.
"I didn't expect that Meng Li would lead the Donglin Army this time!"
Mo Xuan looked at Meng Li's disappearing back and said.
"Oh? What's wrong with Meng Li?"
Don't ask and be surprised when you hear the words.
"This Meng Li is a general who rose to fame in the Donglin Army three years ago. He came from a rough background, and was later appreciated and re-employed by His Highness the Crown Prince. His character is good at being obedient and upright, and he is one of the Crown Prince's loyalists."
Mo Xuan thought for a while and said.
"I sent him here this time, probably to keep an eye on you."
"At this critical moment, our Crown Prince will not be stupid enough to be petty in this regard. Meng Li can just listen to my call, and everything else is trivial."
Mo Wen chuckled.
Staring at yourself? What’s there to stare at?
"Second brother, you should also go back and take a rest, so that the troops can recharge their batteries before setting off to the Borderlands tomorrow."
Mo Wen looked at Mo Xuan, who looked slightly tired, and said with concern.
"Okay! I happen to be a little tired too. I'll go back and rest for a while and come back tomorrow."
Mo Xuan grinned when he heard this.
"gone!"
After Mo Xuan finished speaking, he walked directly outside the handsome tent.
…
Forest of Silence.
There were more than ten people standing on the edge of a green lake.
The lakeside is completely covered with grass and soil, which is even more colorful due to the moisture of the lake water.
On the calm lake, a whirlpool suddenly rose up. Ripples of both light and dark ripples spread out from the center of the whirlpool, and then a figure appeared.
"How's it going? How long until the entrance can be fully opened?"
Long Zhen looked at the demon cultivator who emerged from the cave and asked.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have imagined that there is a passage under the lake. The Borderlands is hidden under the quiet lake surface and is easily overlooked.
The demon cultivator did not answer Long Zhen's words, but came to an old man in purple robe, raised his hands and saluted.
"Reporting to the Great Sage Ziyun, my subordinates have just entered the entrance to Borderlands and found that the passage has been widened and will be fully opened in less than three days. This is the same opening time as in previous years, and there is nothing abnormal."
Seeing the other party acting like this, Long Zhen couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Well... if you have something to say, you can just say it face to face. Within the Borderland area, Fellow Taoist Long Zhen is not an outsider. As for the secret area, fair competition is the main thing."
The old man known as the Great Sage Ziyun said.
When Long Jin heard this, his frown relaxed. It seemed that the leader of the team, the Great Sage Ziyun, did not want to embarrass himself.
Great Sage!
Only the ninth-level monsters in the monster clan can be called great saints. Monsters of this level have the cultivation realm of human monks in the Mahayana stage.
"Yes! I understand!"
The demon cultivator in the transformation stage is respectful.
"How is the entrance? Is there any danger?"
The Great Sage Ziyun said in a deep voice.
He and Long Zhen were the high-level combat forces sent here when the secret realm of Borderlands was opened this time, in order to ensure the normal progress of the team's mining work.
It is also one of their jobs to explore the route first.
"There is no danger at the entrance, and there are no birds or animals there. Because this phenomenon is so abnormal, I went a hundred miles away to check it out.
I only discovered that there are some low-level Nine Nether Python tribes there a hundred miles away. The Nine Nether Python tribe must have figured out our habits over the years and asked the tribes in this area to evacuate in advance."
The demon cultivator in the transformation stage replied.
"Evacuate early?"
The Great Sage Ziyun muttered something when he heard this.
Over the years, every time I enter, the entrance needs to be explored and cleaned. Is it so clean this time?
"Fellow Taoist Long Zhen, what do you think about this matter?"
The Great Sage Ziyun raised his eyes to look at Long Jin and said.
Long Jin and himself were both in the Mahayana stage, so Great Sage Ziyun called Long Jin his Taoist friend, and we talked about them as equals.
"It will take three days for the passage to be fully opened. We still have a lot of time here. We each send half of our men to continue going deep. Only when the safety of the entrance is ensured can we let the troops in."
Long Zhen thought for a while and said.
"If there is no problem with this, when the troops enter, we will go over and sweep the formation first to ensure the safety of the troops."
Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Ziyun nodded, feeling that Long Jin's arrangement was very reasonable.
"Okay! Just do what Fellow Daoist Long wants."
The Great Sage Ziyun nodded and said.
Afterwards, the two sides determined the number of people, and the investigating troops gradually entered the secret realm of Borderlands.
"When will your people arrive?"
Long Zhen looked at the Great Sage Ziyun and suddenly said.
"It should arrive in two days, how about you?"
The Great Sage Ziyun said.
"Based on the marching time, it's about the same..."