Seeing the incoming call, Su Changfeng quietly walked out of the room and came outside.
"Mo Ying, what's wrong? It's late at night and you haven't slept yet?" The call was from Mo Ying.
There was a hint of urgency in Mo Ying's voice: "Brother Feng, it's bad, something happened!"
Su Changfeng's eyebrows moved.
It's really rare that something can make Mo Ying so nervous.
It seems that something difficult has indeed happened.
"What happened? Speak slowly."
Mo Ying said anxiously: "Brother Feng, I just received news that the four legions of the Blood Sun Mercenary Group are now heading towards the eastern border of Daxia at full speed!"
"If our judgment is correct, the place they are going to is exactly your city - Hangzhou!"
Su Changfeng was stunned.
"You said that the Xueyang mercenary group is gathering to come to Hangzhou?"
"Yes, that's it." Mo Ying said: "But we still don't know why they did this."
Su Changfeng sneered.
"I know."
"You know? Why?" Mo Ying asked curiously.
"It's very simple, because I killed their deputy leader. They came to me for revenge." Su Changfeng said.
Obviously, it was precisely because Su Changfeng killed Situ Luo that he was targeted by the Blood Sun Mercenary Group.
"Brother Feng, how are you going to respond?" Mo Ying said solemnly: "The four legions of the Blood Sun Mercenary Regiment total 100,000 people, and their combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated."
"Should I inform Gong Teng and let him lead the army to Hangzhou?"
Gong Teng is the commander of the eastern battlefield, so he is naturally responsible for the security of the eastern border.
However, because the news had not yet reached his ears, Gong Teng did not know that a war was about to begin...
Su Changfeng thought for a moment: "You ask Po Jun to take Tianshu Camp and rush to Hangzhou overnight."
"In addition, notify Gong Teng and send troops to guard the border defense line."
"However, you tell him that his mission is only to guard the border and that he does not need to intervene in other matters."
Mo Ying immediately understood Su Changfeng's thoughts and couldn't help being shocked.
"Brother Feng...you don't want to rely on only 2,000 people from Tianshu camp to fight the opponent's 100,000 people, do you?"
Su Changfeng laughed twice.
"Why not?"
"Isn't this an excellent opportunity for military training? If these brats can't even deal with a bunch of trash like Xueyang, they should stop hanging out in Tianshu camp in the future."
Mo Ying was helpless and thought to himself, some of these guys in Tianshu camp are tired.
However, Mo Ying is actually not worried. Two thousand people from the Tianshu camp cannot defeat the opponent's 100,000 people.
There are millions of Canglong troops in the north, among which the Seven Battle Battalions are the strongest.
These seven battle camps are like extremely sharp knives. They often use the enemy's most unexpected methods to tear open the opponent's defense line and inflict major blows to the enemy unexpectedly...
Tianshuying is one of them.
And it ranks first among the seven battle camps!
"Yes, Brother Feng, I'll arrange it right away." Mo Ying hung up the phone and arranged Su Changfeng's order.
Su Changfeng looked up at the dark night sky and sneered.
Since you, the Xueyang mercenary group, want to die, then let me help you.
Anyone who dares to offend me, the Canglong War God, will be killed without mercy!
The next day, morning.
Su Changfeng and Song Qingge had just returned from sending their children off when they saw Song Kai and Song Shien, as well as the old lady and Song Shimei's family, all waiting for them at the door of the Su family's old house.
