The Western Capital, Mr. Wu's residence, dusk.

Mr. Wu's mansion is a secluded courtyard that looks like a academy.

Mr. Wu, who was once accompanied by King Wu and above 10,000 people under one person, never thought that his residence was extremely simple, and even the servants and maids added up to more than 20 people.

He didn't know his age, he didn't have a wife, and he didn't even have a personal bodyguard.

Loner.

Since King Wu ordered before the expedition to let Mr. Wu stay at home, he was not well and was not allowed to come out, there was an extra team of guards outside Mr. Wu's mansion.

He knew very well that it was the guards who had come to see him, in other words, the guards who had imprisoned him.

Mourning is greater than death, the martial king who once trusted him the most, now he will change his face when he says that he will change his face, and he will actually do something to imprison him.

Mr. Wu, who was not sick originally, has been really sick and sick in the past two days.

At the beginning, without Mr. Wu's strategy, King Wu would have been taken by the Ice Emperor long ago, and the power would have been divided between the crown prince and the Nine Emperor Princes.

However, to this day, the original credit has been directly ignored, in exchange, the cunning rabbit died, and the lackeys cooked.

King Wu didn't trust him at all, and even, a little hateful.

Squeak.

In the dimly lit room, the door was opened, and the old housekeeper hurriedly walked in and said to Mr. Wu, "Master, good news, good news." ”

Mr. Wu, who was dismantled by his cloak, smiled faintly: "Good news? I'm a dying person, and there won't be any good news." ”

The housekeeper said: "Master, Your Highness has been defeated in the west of the city, and the army has fallen like a mountain. Isn't this good news? He didn't listen to your advice and insisted on going his own way, but now that he has been defeated so badly, his strength has been greatly reduced, and when he comes back, he will definitely reuse his master!"

Mr. Wu shook his head: "I know King Wu better than you." ”

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it the master?" This time, the Wuwang of Xilin City was defeated like a mountain, and the soldiers were lost, and there were even fewer people who could use it. You have always been his right-hand man, and this time Your Highness will definitely use you even more when he returns. ”

"You're still too young......"

Mr. Wu looked at the old housekeeper and said, "If you are someone else, it makes sense for you to think so, but that is the King of Martial Arts...... What about the Warrior King......"

Mr. Wu read softly, and said: "This time in the battle of Xilincheng, if King Wu wins, I can still live, it's a big deal, he happily came to my mansion, counted me down, pointed out my mistakes, and said, look, without you, I can still defeat Qin Tian." ”

This time, however, he was defeated. He has a strong personality, he is narrow-minded, and he never easily admits his mistakes, not to mention, it is an irreparable mistake...... He went back to the Western Capital, afraid to see my eyes, afraid that I would taunt him, so he wouldn't and didn't want to see me......"

"Hiss......"

The old butler was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Master, what do you mean......"

Mr. Wu smiled faintly: "When he comes back, I will die." ”

In his mind, Mr. Wu remembered the promise that King Wu had made to him: "Sir, I will invite you out of the mountain three times, or we will become brothers in life and death?"

"Your Highness, you are a member of the royal family, and you must not. ”

"Then, let's become the best friends, no matter at any time, we are equal, you are my brother and friend, you don't have to salute when you see me, you can point out my mistake directly...... Don't worry, I invited you out to do great things, and I can tolerate anyone's criticism of me!"

"Thank you, Your Highness. ”

Thinking of the picture of King Wu personally inviting himself out of the mountain, Mr. Wu smiled, and two lines of tears flowed.

How many lies are there in this world?

How much deception is there in this world?

Good birds choose trees to perch on, and good ministers choose their masters.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

"Lao Li, go and cook me a pot of wine, I want to get drunk. ”

Mr. Wu said, took out a poison pill from the storage bag, and looked at it with a confused look.

In his life, he can be literate and martial, live in seclusion in the mountains, and want to achieve a great cause that shocks the earth and weeps ghosts and gods.

But now, after more than ten years of employment, the ability has not been brought into play, and the people have come to an end.

Die before leaving the school;

The long makes the hero burst into tears.

……

When King Wu returned to the Western Capital, he learned that Mr. Wu had committed suicide by drinking poison, and he just said "bury it well", and there was no follow-up.

At this time, King Wu no longer felt Mr. Wu's death, he was more worried about himself, he was currently in a desperate situation.

"Your Highness, I just got the news that Qin Tian's army is ready to move and is already preparing to march towards the Western Capital!" Xiao Mao said.

"General Xiao, how are you over there, how many men are there?" asked King Wu.

Xiao Mao said: "We don't have much damage, and there are still 230,000 people. ”

King Wu nodded: "Have a good rest for two days and prepare for the big battle." If nothing else, Qin Tian will definitely strike while the iron is hot and attack the Western Capital. I will immediately send my cronies to the Demon Clan, no matter what, this time I must let the Demon Clan send reinforcements!"

In the western capital, King Wu rectified the soldiers and horses, and all of them added up to only 280,000, and the old, weak, sick and disabled were all counted.

Moreover, his elite troops have been completely annihilated in Xilin City, and this time, if you want to talk about confidence, King Wu has no confidence.

It can only be a trapped beast.

can only pin hope on the demon clan to lend a hand.

The people sent out to the demon clan have not yet returned, and here, Qin Tian's army, mighty, has already marched to the western capital.

Today's Qin Tian can be said to be strong and strong, and all his men and horses add up to 650,000.

Raising the war with war, relying on recruiting troops and buying horses and recruiting and surrendering troops, the more people are beaten, this is the mythical legend cast by Qin Tian on the battlefield of Xizhou.

250,000 people stayed behind, and Qin Tian personally led 400,000 people, with eight True Qi cannons that had been repaired by Zhou Yang, and went straight to the western capital.

Xu Kuan led the troops to stay in Crescent City, Qin Tian personally led 400,000 people, Zhao Lanjin led Ye Kun and Zuo Yuanhao, and led 100,000 troops to be the vanguard.

Lin Yu led 10,000 soldiers to continue to be a surprise soldier and control the True Qi Artillery Unit.

Zhou Yang and Qin Tian sat in the three armies and strategized.

Three days later, Qin Tian's army was only fifty kilometers away from the western capital.

All of a sudden, the sky changed color, and the earth was roaring.

On the western capital, the Xizhou army was in full array, and their faces were like ashes.

It seems that these people also know how powerful this Qin Tian is, and they know that this war has not yet started, and the outcome should be doomed.

However, the Martial King has already reached a dead end, and the trapped beast is still fighting, and there is no turning back.

He has been waiting anxiously, waiting for his henchmen to bring good news from the demon clan, as long as the demon clan can send troops, when the time comes, the front and back will be attacked, even if Qin Tian has an army of 400,000, the Martial King is confident that he will be able to win a big victory.

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