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Chapter 159 I Have One Hundred Thousand Monthly Tickets for Elite Soldiers

Huang Rong couldn't calm down anymore. She took a deep breath and felt her heart beating thumpingly.

Why is the Heroes Conference held? It’s because Xiangyang City has no money, no food, no soldiers.

But Guo Jing refused to retreat, he just wanted to defend here.

Huang Rong then came up with a plan to draw out the firepower and wanted to gather the forces and people in the world here.

Helping Guo Jing to resist the Mongolian army together, the righteousness of the family and the country could not move the civil emperors in the court, but it could make these men of the world refuse to retreat to the death.

The bloody spirit of the Song Dynasty was inherited and continued in them.

But Huang Rong never expected that a high-ranking official from the first rank would suddenly come here, giving Guo Jing the opportunity to become a marquis.

She took two more deep breaths, her face flushed with excitement. Guo Jing noticed something was wrong and said proactively: "Rong'er, go down and rest first! You are pregnant, so don't be too excited."

Huang Rong looked at Tang Xuanming and then at Guo Jing, but she didn't insist and just left.

As Huang Rong left, Guo Jing's face became solemn, and he said seriously to Tang Xuanming: "With the current national strength of the Song Dynasty, it is extremely unwise to confront Mongolia. If a hundred thousand troops leave the city and confront the Mongolian army, they will only be defeated."

Ushered in a disastrous defeat.”

"If your lord, the Privy Council, wants to go further with such achievements, I forgive Guo Jing for not agreeing. If your lord insists on doing this, the hundreds of millions of people of the Song Dynasty will not agree."

This upright Guo Jing actually walked in front of Tang Xuanming, intending to take action.

He could not allow the most elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty to make unnecessary sacrifices here, and actually had the intention of forcibly placing Tang Xuanming under house arrest and then changing the order.

Tang Xuanming easily saw Guo Jing's intention. If he were a normal civil servant, he would be absolutely furious at this time and would definitely put Guo Jing to death.

Tang Xuan clearly had some affection for this upright city lord. This city lord of Xiangyang City, the former Mongolian Golden Sword Prince Consort, was indeed completely thinking about the Song Dynasty.

With his wisdom at this time, it is not difficult to see that the Song Dynasty is already declining, and Mongolia has always had a friendship for him. As long as he switches to Mongolia, he may even be able to rule the entire territory of the Song Dynasty and become the king of the Song Dynasty.

This is not a lie, Mongolia has indeed promised this golden sword prince.

"You think I'm joking?"

Guo Jing remained silent, but his hunched body straightened up and took a step forward, showing Tang Xuanming with his actions that you were just messing around.

"Then how long do you think the Song Dynasty's national destiny can last if I don't do this? The Song Dynasty, which has its strategic throat strangled, will only become weaker and weaker. By then, as long as Mongolia cuts it off, the Song Dynasty will completely die.

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"Instead of doing this, it is better to try to change this situation while the Song Dynasty still has energy and courage to fight."

Guo Jing, who had been silent, finally spoke, but he did not agree. He retorted: "The Song Dynasty has proven countless times that fighting outside the city will only become a lamb to be slaughtered. The Mongolian cavalry will not confront you head-on."

"An attempt like yours will only consume the last bit of the Song Dynasty's national destiny."

He took another step forward, and the distance between him and Tang Xuanming was less than one meter. The clear sound of dragon roars could be heard from his body. This Guo Jing was still as upright and stubborn as he was in his early years.

Dong Jian, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, sensed something was wrong and already held down the knife on his waist.

The soldiers who had not retreated around him once again bent their bows and arrows, aiming at Guo Jing, who had just been an ally, but now seemed to be an enemy again.

The headless body of Jinlun Dharma King was still lying on the side, which proved that the military administration they formed was strict and effective.

Tang Xuanming waved his hand to stop their actions.

He still has enough patience with Guo Jing now. If he wants to command an army of 100,000, he will definitely need someone with strong enough ability to command the army.

But now in the Song Dynasty, almost all such people have been killed, and there are still some, but they are no longer willing to take the lead.

In addition, Tang Xuanming himself could not trust them, and it was impossible for them to command an army of 100,000.

Guo Jing is the most suitable person to lead the army under the current situation. He has inherited Yue Fei's Wu Mu suicide note, and has many years of experience in the war of resistance in Xiangyang City. He also served as the marshal of the Right Army of the Mongolian Western Expedition.

Familiar with him, and at the same time, his martial arts cultivation is the best in the world. Looking at the whole world, there is only Guo Jing.

Only those who meet these conditions at the same time will be valued by Tang Xuanming.

Guo Jing still moved forward in silence, with his right palm already placed across his chest. You could vaguely see the dragon-shaped infuriating energy gathering, which was the prelude to the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms that were about to be released.

"What if I say that I have the ability to disrupt the Mongol army's offensive?"

Guo Jing remained unmoved and said: "There is currently no such method."

"What if I say that I, the heavenly being, have a solution?"

"A heavenly being descended into the world?!"

Guo Jing paused and asked hesitantly: "The man from Lin'an City who came to the world riding a dragon?"

The Beggar Gang is considered the largest gang in the world, and its disciples are omnipotent. Therefore, their ability to gather information is the best in the world.

They may not be as good as the top palace secret spies, but for some low-level information, no one can compare with them.

Being the leader of the Beggar Clan with Huang Rong, he was naturally the first to know about the news of the heavenly being's arrival in Lin'an City. Guo Jing also knew about it, and he had discussed it with Huang Rong.

At that time, it was thought that the Song Dynasty would rise again. In this era when myths and legends were gradually spread among the people, the deterrent power of the gods was still extremely strong.

"Are you a celestial being?" Guo Jing was a little hesitant and didn't dare to believe it completely.

"Otherwise, what do you think? The position of Privy Councilor of the Song Dynasty will not fly to my head out of thin air, and in this land of the Song Dynasty, I am the only person who dares to call Emperor Zhao Yun of the Song Dynasty by his name."

Guo Jing's gradually rising aura suddenly disappeared. He looked a little confused and said: "What kind of solution will the heavenly man come to the world? Could it be that thunder from the sky will fall and kill all the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops?"

Tang Xuanming sneered and said with a sneer: "When gods come to the world, everything will gradually return to mortals. They will no longer have the magical power of the past. It's just that their eyes can see further than you and know more things than you."

"If I were in the sky, I could chop you to pieces with a thunderbolt, but there are laws in the sky that will never allow such interference in the human world."

Dong Jian on the side trembled when he heard Tang Xuanming tell the secrets of heaven with a sneer.

"What can people do that day?"

Guo Jing seemed to be stubborn and refused to leave until he asked the question.

Tang Xuanming looked at the group of martial arts people who had not left yet and said: "I want to set up a special force."

Without your prestige, it would be difficult to establish, otherwise I would be too lazy to talk nonsense with you.

Tang Xuanming added this in his mind and saw Guo Jing with a confused face.


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