Ningshou's Jiang family has been rolling in the military since the founding of the Southern Han Dynasty. Without two brushes, they would not have been able to survive for so many years. Needless to say, the Jiang family's famous Liushui sword technique is indeed worthy of being the first sword in the Southern Han Dynasty.
With the ding-dang, the long sword of the river water flowed on Tiezhu, thanks to Tiezhu protecting his head with his arm guard, which saved his life. How could the titanium alloy steel bars produced by the Grizzly Bear be cut off by the river water flow?
Tiezhu retreated all the way, and the river flowed all the way. In the blink of an eye, he had already cut thirteen swords, and Tiezhu also retreated into the city gate. According to this trend of chopping, even if Tiezhu has titanium alloy steel plate protection, he will not be able to escape death.
"Young Master Jiang... Let's stop..." A angrily shouted on the city gate tower, and dust dropped from above the shaking city gate hole. Then a wall of fire rose up flat, splitting them.
The magic flames cast by Wuchang were extremely hot, and the heat that hit Jiangshui retreated five or six steps in a row. In the end, it was the support of his subordinates to stand firm.
At this time, the entire battlefield was as quiet as death. Brahma Star was not without a mage, but Fen Tian Star definitely did not have such awesome mages. The ice flow I encountered in Xiushui Town could only use a few ice cones to be worshipped by the Jiang family, which shows the low level of the mages on the entire planet.
Now Wuchang can use a fire wall to close the entire city gate in every move, and people can feel the power of the fire wall when looking at the blue and white flames. No one who overestimates himself dares to use his life to try the power of the magic flame.
The grooves of the river will be broken after the river flows. Once a playboy like him finds out of control and loses control, the first idea is to destroy it. Whoever dares to block his way will dare to take his life.
"Okay, okay, since you dare to betray our Jiang family, don't blame me for being cruel... Brothers, prepare to attack the city, even this bastard will be arrested for me..."
Jiang Shuiliu shouted heart-wrenchingly, but except for the Liushuimen swordsman brought out from home, the other soldiers present did not respond at all. Instead, they looked at the third young master with awkward expression.
At this time, Master Hu rode his horse and whispered, "Third Master, the morale of the army has been depressed. You can't use troops at this time. Be careful of the mob's counterattack... Besides, we are not sure to take down this strong city..."
With a bang, Jiang Shuiliu gave his uncle Tiger a big mouth with his backhand, "Even you dare to rebel? Do you want to die?" After saying that, he pulled out a horse whip and was about to beat Tiger Master.
"Stop!" At this time, Jiang Biehe's shout came from behind the army, "Little beast, you are crazy... You shouldn't admit your mistake to Uncle Hu..."
Jiang Biehe was really angry. He not only got angry with his son, but also got angry with impermanence, and even more angry with himself. He has lived for most of his life and found that the situation was out of his control for the first time. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
In the end, Jiang Shuiliu did not apologize. He turned his horse's head and ran away with his personal guard like a gust of wind. It was not the direction of the camp at all.
Jiang Biehe looked at Master Hu apologetically, bowed his hands and smiled bitterly without saying anything. Master Hu and Master Hu will never hold grudges for the rest of their lives.
"Mr. Wuchang, what are you going to do? Don't forget that it was our Southern Han Kingdom who gave you the current status. What's the matter if you block your brothers from entering the city now?" Jiang Biehe could reason calmly.
Wuchang smiled slightly, took off his helmet, and handed it backwards to the fierce general. The fierce general was a little stunned, then picked up the helmet and followed Wuchang closely, like a competent little brother.
"Old Marquis, of course, I Wuchang's words count. I will give you this Ningwu City, but I will never agree to you who massacre the city. Not only are you not allowed to kill the common people, you cannot even kill these surrendered soldiers..." Wuchang said very easily, as if he said a natural word.
Jiang Biehe frowned, "Mr. Wuchang, what do you mean? I can understand that the people are not allowed to be killed, but the fate of prisoners of war should be handled by me. This is a practice since ancient times. Do you want to violate it?"
"No, no, no, I just want to tell you that since Yun Meng, all his subordinates have been surrendered by me. Now they are all soldiers of my Brahma Guard. Wouldn't you kill them kill me?"
With a loud voice, Jiang Biehe took a breath of air conditioning, thinking that you have such a big appetite. You can eat more than 10,000 elite Beining soldiers if you want to eat? Have you digested it?
"Mr. Wuchang, you might as well think about it..." Jiang Biehe wanted to persuade him, but suddenly the flames at the city gate became extremely fierce, and the solid blue bricks turned white.
Jiang Biehe looked at Yun Meng, who was like his younger brother, and knew that he would not get any benefits today. He quickly went down the slope and said, "Okay, Mr. Wuchang wants this city, so I will lend you a few days to play. Tonight I will arrange a banquet on the mountain bag to the west. Mr. Wuchang will not refuse, right?"
"Don't worry, it will definitely be here tonight... But I remind the old marquis that in two days, His Majesty Nan Han's 100,000 Imperial Guards will arrive. You must be prepared to welcome the car..."
When Jiang Biehe heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly bowed to Wuchang and returned to the camp with tens of thousands of troops on the battlefield.
The siege that lasted for three days actually made a bizarre truce. The soldiers in Beining were dazzled on the broken walls. They could not imagine that the one who saved them was their enemies.
"Imperman...Mr...." The brave general, who is obviously older than Imperman, is still not used to calling Lord Imperman. In the end, he only used a respectful word, Mr.
"I am very grateful for your ability to save the people of my city. But what about the latter? How long can you protect it? Why not join our Beining Dynasty. No matter what the Southern Han people give you, our Beining Dynasty will produce ten times more..."
"Oh? You just blinked your eyes and didn't recognize me as the boss? You want to break the bridge now?" Wuchang said with a smile.
How dare the fierce general have such thoughts? In fact, when he saw the strange helmet in his hand, he already knew that all the guesses on Wuchang were true. This guy must be the messenger sent by the Sword God to the mortal world. How could there be such a strange artifact in the world?
Look at this helmet. The first half is actually full of solid color glass, and there are starlights that make up various strange symbols that are flashing. It is simply impossible to even dream of being able to recognize a god as the boss.
"Sir, you blame me wrongly. Since I, Yun Meng, agreed to recognize you as an adult, you will always be my adult. I am just considering your future development. You believe me, my emperor brother will definitely respect you as a national teacher.
Wuchang touched his lips and thought to himself, the National Master, what a great official, if I don’t agree, will they give me a king who will stand shoulder to shoulder?
"Haha, I appreciate your kindness. But I won't respond to you first. Let's see if the future development is good... According to my information, in two days, the Emperor Xu Yu of the Southern Han Dynasty will bring the Imperial Guards here, and your Majesty Yun Zhan will arrive at the earliest five days before he can bring the country-loving troops. Even if I promise you now, we can't afford this time difference..."
Yun Meng looked at Wuchang with his eyes flashing, and asked carefully, "Sir's information is so accurate? No matter how enemies and I know everything?" Wuchang patted his shoulder and said, "Worry with me, there will be surprises waiting for you in the future..."
Not to mention how Wuchang sent troops to calm the people's hearts, Jiang Biehe's tent was as silent as death. The sentry behind just now brought news, and as Wuchang said, His Majesty Xu Yu of the Southern Han Dynasty and his army of 100,000 had already killed the border and were rushing towards Ningwu City.
"One hundred thousand imperial guards, they actually crossed the border without the information we won? What is Your Majesty doing? If Your Majesty is not a fool... No, no, how could their Xu family make a fool? They are all a group of monkey spirits..."
"It seems that there is only one possibility, that is, there is an insider among us..."
When Master Hu heard this, he jumped up on the spot and scolded his colleagues in the tent. "We have been personal soldiers of the Marquis' family for generations. There has never been a traitor in hundreds of years. Who of you did such embarrassing things? Let me stand up and give him some fun..."
"What do you mean by tiger? How could we betray the Marquis? The Marquis clearly said that guy Wuchang, who else can there be besides him?"
The people present thought about it and this is true. Everyone and the Marquis have had friendships with each other for generations, and they have long become a community of interests. Even if they have a rebellious heart, other forces cannot accept it. Now it seems that only outsiders, Wuchang, have the possibility of becoming traitors.
"Mr. Marquis, what should we do? Will the plan continue?" asked Master Hu, and Jiang Biehe did not hesitate at all. He just nodded, "The arrow is on the string, the arrow is on the string..."
After the military meeting, countless messengers disappeared around the camp and rushed towards their respective destinations. Then, as the night was about to fall, a simple banquet was set up in the tent where Wuchang lived. When the night enveloped the earth, Wuchang, wearing silver armor, walked over with Tiezhu and Yan Guan.
"Mr. Wuchang is so elegant. He comes here without riding a horse and walks in a car. I really admire his leisurely mood..." Jiang Biehe said politely.
Wuchang bowed casually, "Old Marquis, don't joke. I apologize for today's affairs. I don't want to die in the war with the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. This is my little bit of a woman's kindness..."
Jiang Biehe sighed, "Mr. Wuchang wants to be kind, just say to me in advance. Why don't I get out of Taiwan among the troops? Is it because my old man's scene not big enough? Yes, with Mr. Wuchang's skills, it's all a matter of one sentence to go anywhere in this world. I think Yun Meng should have given enough conditions now..."
Wuchang looked at Jiang Biehe with a frank look, "Old Marquis, don't test me. I don't care about this worldly power and reputation. Tell you the truth. Now the property in Ningwu City has been loaded into your camp and will be transported to your camp early tomorrow morning. Do you really think I want to break the ground and be named a king?"
"I just hope that my sister and I can travel around the world happily. As for whoever becomes the emperor and the prince, I don't have that interest, including my Brahma Guard. In the future, I will find a way out for them..."
Speaking of this, Wuchang gave Tiezhu a look. After a while, Tiezhu walked in with more than a dozen Brahma guards, and each of them carried a large box.
"This is three hundred kilograms of gold, which is the most valuable thing in the warehouse in Ningwu City. It's useless for me to keep it, so I'll give it to the old marquis to recruit soldiers and horses..."
The box was opened, and Jiang Biehe couldn't even open his eyes with the golden light. The old man was confused at that time. What exactly was Wuchang doing? What would he use to raise soldiers without money? Could it be that he really wanted to do it with me?
Jiang Biehe was about to speak, but Wuchang stopped him, "I didn't give it to you for nothing. First of all, you have to promise that Xiushuishan will be enfeoffed as a private territory in the future, and you also have to build a Sword God Palace for me... Finally, you poison the corpse of the slave in your camp, and I want to take it away..."
"Ah?" the old man was stunned, "What do you want that? That's a corpse-filled person! How unlucky..." But looking at Wuchang's firm gaze, the old man stopped talking.
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