Although what Wang Ziqian said was reasonable and seemed to be seamless, Liu Hongyi and the others naturally would not believe him so completely.

Unless it was to capture those fifteen masters of the Broken Army Academy, otherwise, Wang Ziqian would be just empty and white-toothed, and he would not bring any substantial benefits to the Song army at all.

Not far from the tent, Wang Ziqian quietly followed him.

Wang Ziqian didn't know if he had found these two offerings, but his expression was still indifferent.

He returned to his tent.

When Elder Pan and the others of the Broken Army Academy Palace saw him coming back, they all stood up.

A swordsman went outside to keep watch.

Elder Pan asked, "General Wang, can you find out where the Song Army's arsenal is?" ”

Wang Ziqian chuckled and nodded, "I have already found out, and it is in the fourth to eighth tents on the right side of their tent." Wait until noon, and we'll get started. ”

Elder Pan wondered, "Why wait until noon to do it?" ”

The prince said: "At this time, the Song army is tightly guarded, and we are inconvenient to move, so it is more convenient for us to shoot when they have lunch at noon." ”

Elder Pan and the others all had a look of understanding on their faces.

Even, they didn't do a deep study of how Wang Ziqian found out this news.

In terms of heart, these swordsmen who sit and practice swords in the Broken Military Academy Palace all the year round are really not as tied up as Wang Ziqian alone.

It is still the norm in the barracks.

The hillside was littered with corpses, and the Song army was afraid that it would be able to completely clean it up in a short period of time.

It was quietly approaching noon.

There is the smell of food in the camp.

Wang Ziqian shrugged his nose twice and said, "The food of these Song soldiers is really good. Oh, it's much better than our army is afraid to eat. ”

It's a pity that these words were just playing the piano to the cow, and Elder Pan and the others just sneered, and no one answered his words.

The abundant food of the Song army was due to the strong national strength of the Song army and the small number of the Song army. How can these people know how to be right?

"Ahem!"

A cough sounded outside the door.

It's the swordsman who is out on guard.

Everyone in the tent looked slightly grim.

Then several soldiers came into the tent, carrying wooden buckets in their hands, each containing food and soup, "Folks, it's time to eat." ”

Elder Pan and the others did not speak.

A few soldiers put the barrels in their tents and went out again.

The sentry swordsman stepped into the tent.

The prince got up, walked to the barrels, and said with a smile: "Horse broth, mashed potatoes, and horse ribs, hey, it's really good." ”

Then he picked up the rice bowl and served the rice, and when he turned his head to look at Elder Pan and the others, his expression became serious, "Everyone, after eating, we will prepare to do it." ”

But Elder Pan shook his head, "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat." ”

And he didn't eat it, and the rest of the swordsmen of the Broken Army Academy Palace didn't say anything.

Wang Ziqian frowned slightly, and said, "Elder Pan, people are iron, rice is steel, how can you do if you don't eat?" ”

Elder Pan said with a smile: "We are all masters above the Shangyuan Realm, so if we don't eat this meal, what's the big deal." ”

Wang Ziqian groaned: "But you still have to face those True Martial Realm masters in the Song camp later, and it will be a hard battle." If you have an empty stomach when you fight......"

He scooped up the dishes in each wooden barrel by himself, and then ate them, still muttering in his mouth: "Hey, this Song Jun's cooking skills are really good." I'm afraid I can open my own inn. ”

The only sound in the tent was his feasting.

As far as his appearance is concerned, it is very different from his appearance.

And seeing him like this, there are really swordsmen who can't help but swallow their saliva.

A master of cultivation is far more hungry than ordinary people, but when the stomach is empty, the taste is always unpleasant.

A swordsman walked up to the barrel and said, "Then I'll eat some too." ”

Immediately, several more swordsmen stood up.

Naturally, these meals taste really good.

"If you have an empty stomach, it is indeed not good to wait and fight with those masters of the Song Kingdom."

After a while, even Elder Pan stood up.

He didn't eat it before, for fear that it was just the food of the Song army's military camp, and as an elder of the Xue Palace, even if he went out with the army, he would have a lot of fish and meat.

Now seeing that Wang Ziqian and they are all eating so deliciously, he is obviously also moved. It's only because of the dough that I found myself such a step.

Wang Ziqian didn't say anything, but said again and again: "Elder Pan is very true. This is related to the major affairs of our DPRK and the military state! ”

The swordsmen next to him all nodded.

Everyone could see that Elder Pan was looking for a step for himself, but he was the person with the highest cultivation among all the people, and he had to give him this little step.

Seeing everyone like this, Elder Pan naturally had no psychological pressure.

More than a dozen people in the tent were feasting on their rice bowls.

Except for Wang Ziqian, no one knows that these meals are filled with ingredients.

More than ten minutes passed, and everyone ate about the same. Wang Ziqian suddenly fell.

He lay upright on the desk.

The swordsmen of the Broken Army Academy Palace were afraid that the medicine strength had not come up at this time, so they hurriedly shook Wang Ziqian, "General Wang!" General Wang! ”

Naturally, this can't wake up the prince.

The faces of all the swordsmen in the tent changed slightly.

Then, someone shook his head slightly, and said with a slightly panicked face: "There is medicine in this dish!" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly sat cross-legged, and wanted to use his skills to get rid of the medicinal energy.

Elder Pan and the others all changed their faces again.

Then, in just a few tens of seconds, those Shangyuan Realm swordsmen all felt a little uncomfortable.

This was enough to make them think that the dishes were drugged by Song Jun.

And they all sat cross-legged to heal their wounds.

Although Elder Pan and other True Martial Realm swordsmen had extremely strong resistance, at this time, the effect of the medicine had not yet started, but they did not dare to slack off, and they all had to use their skills to dispel the poison.

If they don't, if the effect of the medicine is completely dissipated, they will also have a headache.

The strength of the master of the True Martial Realm is strong in internal strength, and in terms of physical fitness, it has not yet reached the point where it can break common sense.

"Who!"

At this time, there was a sudden movement outside the tent.

Someone lifted the curtain and walked into the tent.

Elder Pan and the others suddenly opened their eyes, and there was a fierce color in their eyes. But after seeing these people clearly, he couldn't help but change his face.

The people who came were Hong Wutian, Mrs. Xu, Tie Liduan, and Sword Fourteen.

Elder Pan and the four True Martial Realm masters had all fought against them, so of course they could recognize them.

Hong Wutian's face was cold, and he just shouted: "Do it!" ”

He, Mrs. Xu, Tie Liduan, Sword Fourteen, Iron Tiger, and Lone Wolf are a total of six people. Either with bare hands or weapons against the people in the tent.

There was a Shangyuan Realm swordsman who was very close to the door of the tent, and before he could stand up, he was swept by Sword Fourteen.

His head was a little dizzy, only to see a sword light in front of him, and then in the blink of an eye, the world was completely dark.

There are heads thrown away.

Hong Wutian's eighteen palms opened and closed, and two dragon-shaped palms swept through the tent.

The tent shook violently in an instant, and then collapsed.

There were two Shangyuan Realm swordsmen whose flesh and blood were blurred in the palm of their hands.

Mrs. Xu, Tie Liduan and others have all made gains.

With the strength of their True Martial Realm, they were already much stronger than these Shangyuan Realm swordsmen. What's more, it's still a surprise.

The tent collapsed.

More than a dozen figures rose into the sky.

The swordsmen finally came to their senses completely.

It's just that after tearing the tent curtain with sword qi, their faces are still panicked.

At this time, they were all poisoned, but they had no time to resist it, and at this time it was like a realm of death and no life.

No one had the heart to fight with Hong Wutian and them, so they were about to rush to the outside of the barracks.

It's a pity that at the moment when the tent collapsed, behind the tent not far from the side, there were already many Great Song soldiers holding dragon guns.

"Gather fire!"

I can only hear such shouts.

In an instant, I don't know how many bullets shot towards these swordsmen who had just burst out of the Broken Army Academy Palace.

A swordsman was shot, his body snapped in the air, and then fell downward.

Hong Wutian and the others tore the tent curtains, but they didn't sweep it up, they just looked up at this moment.

Screams erupted in the air.

Five True Martial Realms and Ten Upper Yuan Realms. With such a combination, it should have the strength to be able to face tens of thousands of troops, but at this moment, it was reduced to a lamb.

This is not only that they are all drugged, but more importantly, they are facing the Great Song Special Forces, and they are facing the Divine Dragon.

Of course, the most important thing is that they are completely defenseless. Rushing into the air is no different from seeking death.

When the two waves of gunfire fell, only four swordsmen hurriedly landed.