"As Junior Brother sees it, this is a letter asking for help. I hope Junior Brother will weigh the pros and cons of asking...
The words ended here, and there was still a lot of analysis, but Yang Yu only glanced at it and did not take a closer look.
Because Qi Wensheng couldn't hold it any longer!
"Sir, Uncle Feng's letter is asking for help, right?"
This is not difficult to guess.
Not long after the war broke out outside the Great Wall, Feng Junzi took advantage of Fang Zhenghao's name and sent eight letters asking for help, which spread widely, intentionally or unintentionally.
Among them, one letter went to Longhu, four letters went to the imperial court, and two letters went to Linlong Daocheng and Jing'an Mansion respectively.
The last letter was circulated throughout Baizhou and even Longhu, calling on people from all walks of life and local heroes to help the border.
The effect is naturally there and huge.
The battle at Liujishan was only over seventy years ago. At that time, ten houses and nine empty houses, and the unparalleled tragedy in the world, is still branded in the hearts of the people of Longhu and the northwest.
Not to mention the distance, Lu Qingting had already brought a group of Taoist priests from Xuankong Mountain to the border to help. It is said that more than half of them were killed or injured——
"He is quite calculating!"
After receiving the letter, Qi Wensheng's face darkened.
In thousands of words, Feng Junzi elaborated on the pros and cons, many of which he could not refute, because the mountain was broken and the Sirius invaded, and the Northwest Road was also the first to bear the brunt.
only--
"We should be shouldering the responsibility for the invasion of aliens, but at this moment, the imperial troops are pointing directly at us. We have less than 200,000 troops, and most of them are new troops who have not gone to the battlefield. We really have no intention but no power..."
It was difficult for Qi Wensheng to say these words, but he had to say:
"Moreover, that Fang Zhenghao is by no means an ordinary general. As far as I know, there is a shadow of a big force behind him..."
Gratitude? Friendship?
Qi Wensheng didn't believe it at all.
Fang Liexue, who was killed by Yang Yu, was the only outstanding heir of the younger generation of the Fang family in Zizhou. With such hatred, how could he expect to shake hands and make peace?
"Lanshanguan..."
Yang Yu was silent, thinking about Feng Junzi.
Xu Wenji believed in teaching without distinction. Throughout his life, he studied and taught scriptures without distinguishing between the noble and the humble, the virtuous and the foolish. Therefore, his disciples had a poor family like Wang Muzhi, and he also had Du Zi who came from a noble family like a gentleman.
He is also like the fifth Jie, the legitimate son of a great family.
Xu Wenji never had any intention of forming a party, but simply studied and lectured on the classics. Therefore, his six most outstanding disciples were not all from the same group.
This point can be seen from the fact that he contacted Feng Junzi several times, but the latter ignored him at all. This person did not think highly of him.
In fact, in the past few years, with Baizhou so close, not a single disciple of Lanshan Academy has entered the northwest...
"grown ups?"
Seeing Yang Yu's silence, Qi Wensheng's heart tightened.
"In your opinion, what should I do?"
After coming back to his senses, Yang Yu asked.
"Mobilize the army to defend Yanzhou, firstly, to resist the imperial conquest army, and secondly, if there is any failure to block the mountain, then...
At this point, Qi Wensheng paused slightly and said:
"If the mountain pass is broken and the imperial court is indifferent, but we still have some strength left, you will lead the troops into Baizhou to fight against the aliens and gain the hearts of the people of the state..."
Yang Prison asked again:
"What if there is no spare power?"
"Then, we can only hold on to Yanzhou, use the fight against the aliens as a banner, call on the heroes from all over the world to come to the northwest, and force the court to truce..."...
Qi Wensheng no longer hesitated and said calmly.
He naturally knew how the scholars would criticize him if these words spread out, but he didn't care.
"It is indeed an old man's advice to seek the country."
Yang Yu also had to nod.
Based on the current situation, this is already the best choice.
Unlike Feng Junzi, who only talks about the disadvantages of the best policy and only the advantages of the lower policy, Qi Wensheng said that the advantages and disadvantages are clear at a glance.
only--
"You overlooked something."
"Wha, what?"
Qi Wensheng was slightly startled.
"There have been natural disasters for many years, and there is chaos inside the customs. How can it be that there is chaos outside the customs?
In the past twenty years, there have been no fewer than ten bloody conflicts in the Golden Horde. The great khan, left and right khans, have changed countless times——"
Qi Wensheng frowned deeply.
"This time when Sirius went south, there were no elites from the Golden Tent. Most of the tribes he came from came from the White Mountains and Black Waters. All the forces in the country are watching and waiting..."
Yang Yu's voice was calm, but Qi Wensheng broke into a cold sweat.
"If the barrier is broken, the Golden Tent Royal Court will definitely respond. At that time, the aliens we will face will be ten times more numerous and elite than outside the barrier today!"
"this……"
Qi Wensheng's throat felt a little stiff and he looked at his master in surprise:
"you……"
"This is actually not difficult to guess. It's just that you don't have any information about the outside of the Great Wall, so you think this is just a bigger move south to clear the grass valley -"
At this point, Yang Yu paused slightly;
"Your teacher means the same thing..."
"in this way……"
Qi Wensheng felt relieved;
"According to your wishes, it is..."
"We'll talk about everything after the news comes from Senior Lin..."
At this point, Yang Yu's eyes became very cold:
"Before that, we must first catch the pig and dog behind the spread of the plague...
boom!
Like a meteor falling to the ground, the ground shook like a tide, and smoke and dust rose into the sky along with the snow.
And what was higher than this snow wave was Nie Longtian's angry roar.
"Master Lin, I will kill you one day!"
Amidst the roar, Nie Longtian's figure was like lightning, piercing through the wind and snow, and swept away at extremely high speed amid a series of air explosions.
His speed was so fast that the strong wind blew down the big trees beside the road into pieces.
"If we want to distinguish between life and death, why do we need to come to the future?"
In the wind and snow, Taoist Lin gave a chuckle and stepped forward to chase him.
The strength of a martial saint is not only the will of martial arts, but also the sublimation from the outside to the inside, just like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate, the difference between a thin line is almost two worlds.
This pursuit lasted for more than twenty days. The two of them fought no less than a hundred times, and Nie Longtian was seriously injured by him thirteen times.
But his vitality was extremely tenacious, and he tried to escape again and again, and even almost suffered a loss several times.
However, as he became familiar with Wu Shengwen's battles, this situation no longer happened.
Nie Longtian's thirteen serious injuries were all caused by the battles in the past few days, and today, he was fully aware of it!
boom!
The thunder exploded, and the air was like thunder.
In an instant, the two of them fought dozens of times, rising from the ground into the air and traversing dozens of miles. Everywhere they passed was shaken by the energy and turned into powder.
A quarter of an hour later, Nie Longtian, who was still injured, fell to the ground again, coughing up blood, angry and embarrassed...
"That's too much!"
Fierce rays of light erupted from his body, and along with the blood ascended to the sky, there was a vague magical aura.
"Supernatural power?"
Nie Longtian sneered and was about to attack him when he suddenly seemed to realize something and stopped.
Qi Wensheng also noticed something and stopped.
The two of them looked south in no particular order, and saw a swordsman in white walking a hundred miles away in the wind and snow. He was handsome and as handsome as jade.
But the two people's attention was naturally not on the person, but on the long sword held in his hand.
It was just a special black iron long sword, but the two of them clearly felt a sword intent that was cold and silent, yet extremely sharp.
"Mu Qingliu!"
The pupils of the two people who drew their swords and directed Zhang were shocked.
"Two seniors."
Chu Tianyi held a long sword in his hand, pumped his breath and made a vibrating sound:
"Please stop for now."
"give up?!"
After being startled, Nie Longtian suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing with indifference:
"If he wants Pindao to stop, does Pindao have to stop?"
"Then senior, ask yourself..."
Chu Tianyi sighed, and with a slight throw, the sheathed sword rose into the air.
Zheng!
The sound of the sword seemed to be there or not, but it was invisible and sharp, but it seemed to cut away the wind and snow.
Jian was speechless, but at this moment, Qi Wensheng felt that there was a pair of eyes, how far away, watching this place.
It's calm, but it makes people breathless, as if a sword light is pressed between the eyebrows, making the heart feel cold and the back feel cold.
"Mu Qingliu...
Nie Longtian's five fingers clenched, then relaxed, his right palm reached forward, and his five fingers turned, as if sparks were flying.
"I'm about to try the "Sword God's" clever move!"
-
Huhu~
Outside the pass, the wind and snow are getting lighter, but outside the pass it is bitterly cold and there is still heavy snow.
In the leeward area, tents stretched for more than ten miles, and every tent was crowded with soldiers. They kept each other warm, listened to the sound of the wind, and stared blankly.
"Holy weather!"
After leaving the main tent, the handsome young master suddenly frowned. His body was naturally not afraid of the cold, but he could still feel the coldness.
This made him extremely disgusted.
"Young Master, the Lord calls you to come over quickly..."
In the wind and snow, the nine-foot tall man "Nasha Kuang", who was bare-chested, was carrying a mace and said in an urn voice
"I'm only a few steps away from breaking through the barrier and cutting off the heads of those damn Akito people to make wine glasses. Why did he come?!"
"That Sha Bi's face was full of anger.
"The casualties are too heavy."
The rugged man's voice was a little low and his face was miserable.
It only took more than a year and three sieges to go from being so high-spirited to being frightened now.
For more than a year, under the command of "Nasha Bi", they launched three sieges against Yu Fang Zhenghao, and the results were shocking.
Apart from him, of those who participated in the siege, only Wanyankeng, who had poisoned himself nearby, survived...
"Get over here!"
"Nasha Bi' still wanted to vent, but after hearing this cold scolding, he immediately lowered his head, unwilling to give up, but had to close his mouth and breathe.
This tent is located in a remote place, almost at the edge of the green area, and it is the only one in the distance.
And it's not big inside either.
There were only two people sitting opposite each other. One of them had a gloomy face and a cold breath. It was King Zuo Khan "Nayudu".
Snapped!
A heavy slap in the face, almost blowing the head of "Na Sha Bi"
"Damn thing! If it weren't for Mr. Ri Wu, you almost missed the important event of 'Palace Master'! I'll beat you to death..."
"Nayudu's face was ashen and he wanted to take action, but was held back by the scabbard.
"After all, he is a highly accomplished warrior who has changed his blood. It would be a pity to kill him like this..."
The fifth white eyebrow glanced at the father and son coldly:
"My 'Ten Thousand Plague Pill' just needs a boy to make the medicine, so why not..."