Wang Dong said again: "I'll ask you this again. If anyone doesn't answer, I'll kill him! Do you understand?"
"I understand!" This time, the voice was extremely loud, and everyone spoke without exception.
Obviously, those who had not spoken before finally discovered that they were not different.
We are all the same!
Wang Dong nodded with satisfaction and continued: "The Tongshan Kingdom's one hundred thousand army is a terrifying number after all. Even if we have thirty thousand True Qi Realm warriors, we will suffer heavy losses in a real fight.
This kind of loss is completely unnecessary!
We are martial arts people, and every disciple is a hero with outstanding martial arts skills. There is no need for us to go head-to-head with them.
Exploiting strengths and avoiding weaknesses is the kingly way!
We cannot stand here stupidly, waiting for the Tongshan Kingdom's army to invade the border, and fight them to the death.
We need to go out and attack!
I have a beheading plan here. Each of your major sects will send out ten of their most elite disciples. According to this plan, each disciple needs to assassinate an officer, or at least a centurion.
If you find that you have killed the wrong one, don't be nervous. This is very common. After all, centurions are not much better than ordinary soldiers.
Therefore, if you find that you have killed by mistake, then continue to kill. After all, there are a thousand centurions in the army of 100,000.
As for the people above the elders of each faction, each person should assassinate a senior officer. I don’t need to give instructions on the specific rank. It’s up to you.
Whoever you think is a senior officer is considered a senior officer.
Let’s start taking action at midnight tonight to avoid a long night with too many dreams.
In addition, the innate ancestors of various factions, today, will join me to attack the Tongshan Kingdom Commander's tent and carry out a real beheading!
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Wang Dong spoke a lot, but no one dared to be impatient and everyone listened attentively.
After finishing the work, Wang Dong ordered everyone to go down and make preparations.
Li Zheng, the leader of the Taixu Sword Sect, came to Wang Dong and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, Master Wang, for saving your life last time."
When Wang Dong came back from the martial arts competition at Riyueding, he saved Li Zheng's life for Li Xuanjing's sake.
Wang Dong nodded and did not give any preferential treatment to Li Zheng, but he still asked before sending Li Zheng away.
"Where's Li Xuanjing?"
Li Xuanjing?
Hearing these three words, Li Zheng was stunned for a moment. This leader Wang, who is famous all over the world and is as dazzling as the sun, actually knows his son's name?
This is truly an infinite honor for that boy!
From Li Zheng's point of view, the fact that his unworthy son could be recognized and known by Wang Dong was the most proud thing about this unfilial son.
Thinking of his son, Li Zheng became worried. What will he do with such a hopeless son in the future?
Although there were many miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, Li Zheng still responded to Wang Dong's question in time: "Master Wang actually knows Quanzi? This is really Quanzi's great honor, but Quanzi is really useless and too wasteful, so this
I didn’t take him out this time and let him practice inside the door!”
For the leader of the Taixu Sword Sect, who was the leader in the righteous path of Liangzhou, Wang Dong did not give him any face. He said in a cold voice: "Sect Master Li, in front of me, you insulted me, a disciple of the Fengyun God Sect, for no reason. What do you want to do?"
Do you want to humiliate me?"
Wang Dong's words immediately scared Li Zheng half to death.
Rumors say that Master Wang has turned his back on others, has a weird and irritable temperament, and will kill people if he disagrees with him.
But before he kills someone, he likes to find an excuse. Even if it is a ridiculous excuse, he will find one, as if it has become... a habit.
If Wang Dong knew what he was thinking, he would definitely think of a word for him. "Ritual" is a better word than "habit".
"Master Wang, you must have misunderstood. Li has never insulted the disciples of Fengyun God Cult, let alone the intention to humiliate Master Wang.
To be honest, Li admired Fengyun Divine Sect very much, and even more admired Master Wang like a surging river.
If he could have been born thirty years later, Li would definitely have tried his best to join the Fengyun God Sect and become a disciple of the Fengyun God Sect.
This is simply a supreme honor!”
For today's Fengyun Divine Sect, Li Zheng's words are really not embarrassing.
As a sect with land gods and living land gods, it is indeed a supreme honor to be a disciple of this sect!
Li Zheng thought about the materials he had read that recorded Wang Dong's deeds. He was really too old-fashioned and praised them desperately, for fear that Wang Dong would kill him with a knife.
Wang shook his head and said: "Send someone back to Taixu Sword Sect and call Li Xuanjing over!"
"Ah?" Li Zheng simply couldn't keep up with Wang Dong's thinking, and he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned his son again.
Has his son ever offended Wang Dong?
In this case, calling that brat over would mean asking him to die!
But if he doesn't call over and disobeys Wang Dong's order, then according to Wang Dong's usual behavior style, he may not really want to hack himself to death!
What should I do?
Forget it, I have lived for such a long time, so I will die. That kid Xuan Jing has not grown up yet, and his brain has not been developed well. It is really a shame to die so early.
He decided to send someone back later to inform Li Xuanjing to run as far as he could, at least away from Wanqing Kingdom, and preferably to a few more countries.
After all, with Wang Dong's ability, even if that brat ran to a neighboring country, he would probably die!
Just when Li Zheng was thinking a lot in his mind, Yang Guanguo smiled and said: "Sect Master Li, although you are the sect leader of Liangzhou, it is indeed a bit too much to insult me, a disciple of Fengyun God Sect!
Now, I, the disciples of Fengyun Divine Sect, even you, the head sect masters, are not qualified to insult me."
Li Zheng had seen Yang Guo's portrait. After all, he was the Fengyun Messenger of the Fengyun God Sect, so he had naturally paid attention to it.
"Youshi Yang, I really didn't insult the disciples of Fengyun God Sect." Li Zheng quickly defended.
Didn't the information say that Yang was an upright and kind-hearted person? Why did he talk nonsense and bite people like this?
Yang Guoguo continued to smile and said: "Sect Leader Li, we all heard clearly what you just cursed yourself, so you can't help but quibble!"
Seeing that Yang was serious and the people around him looked serious, Li Zheng himself suspected that his memory was wrong. Did he really scold the Fengyun God Cult just now?
Impossible, you would only scold the Fengyun God Cult if you were out of your mind. Do you think you want to die early if you live too long?
Just now, what did you just say?
Did you just curse someone?
It seemed like he was scolding someone, but he was scolding the unfilial son!
Li Zheng looked at Yang Guoguo's joking smile, and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.