On the Wanning Palace, all the Wenchen and Wu people in the Wanze Realm gathered here, and the first place in the middle was a middle-aged woman, richly dressed and majestic, and suddenly, she shouted and interrupted everyone's controversy.

"Noisy and shouting, what kind of system, if there is a suggestion, put it out loud!"

Seeing that the woman was angry, everyone immediately closed their mouths, and each returned to their original positions and sat down, Wang Yue glanced at Qin Zhongtian, who immediately understood, then got up and arched his hand, and said, "Don't blame the queen of the lord." ”

When everyone in the hall saw him speak, they all pricked up their ears, Qin Zhongtian glanced at everyone, and said: "The Holy Venerable will definitely increase his divine power this time, refining the Wing Spirit will definitely make him gain a lot, and we still need to strengthen our vigilance." ”

The woman turned sideways and suddenly turned her head and said, "Oh, if the Central Plains is overpowering, then how should my Wanze Realm deal with it?"

Qin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Only die and fight!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall was shocked, Wang Yue also stood up, and also arched his hand: "Lord, the Holy Venerable has long been bound to win my southern Xinjiang, and this time I have tasted the sweetness of Yiling, I am afraid that I will not stop there, I don't expect that in a long time, there will be a battle between the Central Plains and the southern Xinjiang!"

"Hey!"

The woman shook her head, leaned on the chair and sat down slowly, how could she not know these truths, but the prestige of the Holy Venerable was too strong, how could the Wanze Realm resist?

Wang Yue saw that she didn't say anything, so he took two steps forward and said, "Lord, think about the Elixir Garden!"

The woman was startled and said to herself, "Yes, yes." ”

Seeing that her face was haggard, she lowered her head and sighed to herself, Wang Yue saw this and spoke up again: "Queen?"

The woman looked up at him deeply, then waved her hand weakly, and said in a weak voice, "Fight." ”

Saying these two words, as if exhausting all her strength, the woman leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and after a short time, she laughed "hehe", what can she do without a fight?

......

"The Holy Venerable is out of the customs?"

Suddenly hearing this news, Cheng Xiaoxi didn't seem to believe it, and suddenly looked back at his senior brother.

He Fatzi nodded at his gaze, and said: "At this time, my Wanze Realm has begun to prepare for war, and the ordnance and war preparedness are constantly being sent to Qingfeng, and recruits are being recruited all over southern Xinjiang, and even the academy has posted a notice calling on the students of Guangzhou University to defend their homeland. ”

Speaking of this, he shook his head and said helplessly: "It seems that Southern Xinjiang can't be handed over to me." ”

Looking at the depressed senior brother, Cheng Xiaoxi suddenly asked, "Senior brother, how powerful is the Holy Venerable?"

He Fatzi turned around, looked at the north from afar, and muttered, "I don't know either......"

A few days later, on the square of the middle courtyard.

"I'm with you!"

Shangguan Li looked at the notice of conscription on the high platform, and made a decision after only a short struggle, He Fatzi and Yang Yamei both looked at her in disbelief, and they could even stuff a mountain egg in their mouths.

Facing the surprised eyes of the three of them, Shangguan Li said lightly: "There is a problem in the Wanze Realm, how can I, Xiling, as an ally, stand by and watch, I received a message from my mother yesterday, saying that as early as two days ago, five hundred warships of my Xiling have been going down the river, and it is estimated that it will be able to reach Qingfeng in another day." ”

Cheng Xiaoxi exclaimed, "So fast?"

Looking at the surprised expression of the young man in front of him, Shangguan Li first smiled, and then said in a deep voice: "No, no, I heard that Panshi City has issued a battle order, and the entire Southern Army is rushing to Qinglong City, plus the 100,000 troops originally stationed in Qinglong City, the situation has reached the point where it cannot be delayed, if the southern Xinjiang is lost, then my Xiling will not be far away." ”

He Fatzi also nodded, and said in a muffled voice: "A full 200,000 horses, the Holy Venerable really looks up to Southern Xinjiang!"

......

Cheng Xiaoxi didn't join the army in the end, not because he was afraid of war, but because after learning about the gap between the two sides, he suddenly had a better plan.

He found Wang Yue and said what he thought, and soon, a news spread, and the whole academy participated.

On the high platform of the middle courtyard, Cheng Xiaoxi sat upright, and a variety of military books and battle formations appeared in his mind, after some discussion with the senior brother, a simple drawing was drawn by him, perhaps it was not perfect, and then the two brothers revised it many times, and finally, a strange weapon jumped on the paper.

Cheng Xiaoxi looked at the drawings again, and then copied hundreds of copies and distributed them one by one, and thousands of students in the square immediately performed their duties and began to get busy.

This weapon looks huge, in fact, the principle is not complicated, the bottom is two square logs placed in parallel as the footing, the middle is also connected firmly with square wood iron nails, and then vertically erected one left and one right one after three tall square trees above it, so that the weapon is basically formed.

According to the drawings, the students dug out eight rows of hollows in the two erected square logs in front of them, and ran through the square logs left and right, half a foot apart from each other, and then used eight tough animal tendons to pass through the holes, connecting the two square logs together, and when the eight animal tendons were all fixed and stable, only the last process remained.

The last step is the square log at the back, on which the students nail eight iron hooks, the hook mouth is facing downward, and the hook handle extends towards the back of the square log, as long as the hook handle is pressed, the iron hook will naturally be lifted upward......

On the second day, the city gate of Nanjin City was opened, and horse-drawn carriages drove out one after another, and more than 2,000 students of the academy were divided into groups of ten, each guarding around a carriage, and countless people at the city gate spontaneously gathered on both sides of the road to see off these soldiers who rushed to the front line.

After two days of non-stop marching, the academy students finally arrived at Qingfeng City, and behind them, there was a steady stream of recruits still on the way. In the face of the 200,000 army in the Central Plains, the southern Xinjiang can be said to have done its best, and there are only a few hundred thousand people in the Wanze Realm, and they actually made up 90,000 combat strength, plus 50,000 reinforcements from the Xiling Kingdom, 140,000 horses have been gathered outside Qingfeng City at this time, and the momentum is mighty, and they are united, just waiting for the horn to sound, let the Holy Venerable Lord see the determination of the weak!

The big tent of the Chinese army, dozens of generals of the Wanze realm gathered here, the first one was a middle-aged man, dressed in a golden robe, his face was not angry and arrogant, and he was discussing something with everyone at this time.

"Uncle Qin, you know that I am not good at leading the army, and it is appropriate to hand over the position of commander to you, as for the other generals, they will obey your orders. ”

Qin Zhongtian didn't shirk either, after hearing the middle-aged man's words, he immediately waved his battle command, then knelt down on one knee and arched his hand: "The realm lord has an order, Qin will never give up!"

It turned out that this middle-aged man in a golden robe was the master of the Wanze Realm, that is, He Chunliang, the father of He Fatzi, if you carefully identify it, the father and son are somewhat similar.

He Chunliang doesn't like political affairs, his personality is uninhibited, and everything in the Wanze world is decided by his wife on weekdays, that is, the current situation is grim, so he has to come to the army to show his face, otherwise he may not know which beautiful woman's house he will go to stay at at this time.

The commander was established, He Chunliang sent dozens of generals out, and when only he, Qin Zhongtian, and Wang Yue were left, he put away the smile on his face and said solemnly: "Uncle Qin, tell me honestly, does this battle have a chance of winning?"

Qin Zhongtian shook his head and was about to speak, but Wang Yue suddenly spoke, saying, "With the help of 50,000 elites from the Xiling Kingdom, the Southern Army is no longer a threat to my southern Xinjiang, it's just ......"

Seeing that Wang Yue was suddenly silent, He Chunliang hurriedly asked, "Just what?"

Wang Yue sighed heavily and said: "It's just that the key to this battle is not the battle between the two armies, even if the Southern Army is killed, the crisis in my southern Xinjiang will still not be resolved." ”

Qin Zhongtian patted the table and sighed, "Hey! As soon as the Holy Venerable comes out, how can I resist in the southern frontier." ”

He Chunliang seemed to think of something bad, and suddenly showed fear on his face, and exclaimed: "Since this is the case, why don't you dedicate the Elixir Garden to the Holy Venerable!"

Hearing this, Qin Zhongtian and Wang Yue both looked at him fixedly, fortunately, the Wanze Realm was actually in charge of the Queen, if it was really let the Realm Lord be in charge, I was afraid that the Wanze Realm would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

Wang Yue exhaled a turbid breath, his mood finally calmed down, and said slowly: "Realm Lord, now that Qingfeng City is about to fight, you should go back to Nanjin City, and I and Lao Qin will deal with the matter here, if there is an accident, there will also be a decision of the queen." ”

Qin Zhongtian smiled bitterly, Wang Yue's words were exactly what he thought in his heart, if he let the realm lord stay here any longer, he was afraid that the army's morale would no longer be stable.

He Chunliang saw that the two of them drove him back, and he also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and his face was red at the moment, and he argued: "I am also thinking about the Wanze Realm, and I have no other meaning, whether it is war or peace, you can decide for yourself!"