"Sure enough, I'm still suitable to be the mastermind behind the scenes, hahaha." Qiongren thought triumphantly.

Three days later.

Wen Taishi returned to the court.

"King, how can you be so reckless, send troops to Xiqi, even if you want to attack Xiqi, you have to let the old minister lead the troops!" Mrs. Wen said angrily.

"Master Wen, what Xi Bohou did is clearly that he didn't put Dashang in his eyes, and not killing him is not enough to vent his anger." Zixin said.

"Hey, Zixin, you've grown up, and there's nothing wrong with what you've done." Master Wen smiled with satisfaction.

"This is all taught by you, Master." Azusa smiled.

"I heard on the way back that the Inhumans were born, which is clearly the fact that the Academies have once again chosen the battlefield in the Yuantang Void Realm." Mrs. Wen said angrily.

"That's right, this time Dashang is in danger." Zixin said heavily.

"Even if the old man fights for his life, he has to save Dashang."

"Lone will definitely lead the Great Shang Heavenly Dynasty to survive this battle." Zixin said domineeringly.

The marshal of this crusade against Xiqi was the white sturgeon, carrying 600,000 sergeants and logisticians. Whip up all the way and rush towards Xiqi with the momentum of thunder. But he didn't expect to have bad luck along the way. All kinds of natural and man-made disasters.

"Report, marshal, something is wrong, just now there was a gust of demonic wind that swept away the army's grain." A soldier rushed in and said in horror.

"What? Has all the grain been swept away? The white sturgeon said in shock.

"Hmm." The messenger nodded.

"Marshal, don't panic, this is mostly a ghost of strangers, please rest assured, there is no food, and our side can just travel lightly. Attacking Xiqi with lightning speed will definitely catch Xiqi by surprise. And I'll figure out the food.

"Hmph. If there is no food, how can the army fight, and once there is a mutiny, the 600,000 army will be destroyed in one fell swoop. You can conjure up an army of 600,000 with food for a small prison army. The white sturgeon said unhappily.

"Stupid, how could the king let such a stupid person attack Xiqi with General Ben, it's really a big joke." The white sturgeon stared at the plague in displeasure, but did not say anything.

"Now the marshal must be slandering me, the prison army!" The plague chuckled.

"If you dare to talk nonsense to Marshal Ben, be careful that Marshal Ben cuts you. Just be a prisoner of the army. You don't have to meddle in the affairs of the army, remember. The white sturgeon snorted coldly.

"Then how is Marshal Bai going to solve this matter, ask the king for food. Still don't fight, the class teacher returns to the court. Plague said coldly.

"In front of Ben Shuai, it is up to you, a nameless junior, to speak. Do your own thing. The sturgeon shook its sleeves and walked away.

"Hahaha, what a joke. A small indigenous area. You will beg me, you will beg me on your knees. Rest assured! The king won't let you go back. A fierce tread flashed in the plague's eyes, and now the white sturgeon had become a dead man in his eyes.

"Block the message. Bringing together all the knows. One day we will be near the country of Luo, and then we will have food and grass. The white sturgeon looked at a general beside him and said sharply.

"It's the marshal." General Wang clenched his fists and said, turned around and left with a team of guards.

"This gale is definitely the work of strangers. Xiqi, Marshal Ben will definitely destroy you for the sake of you. Xiqi, you think that this will make Marshal Ben return in vain, you are really naïve. The white sturgeon said indifferently.

"Squeak, squeak." A rat crawls on the trouser leg of the plague.

"Cutie, did you find that grain thief?" Plague laughed, leaned over and grabbed the little mouse and stroked it gently.

"It's a pity, these natives who think of themselves as high as they dare to show me colors, I really don't know how thick the sky is. Just send this batch of grain to Niangniang. Plague said. Then place the rat on the ground.

In an instant, the rat was gone.

With the rapid march, soon the army entered the country of Luo, and after grabbing the grain, the white sturgeon began to continue the march, leaving behind a ruined country of Luo. However, the consumption of grain by the army of 600,000 was too terrifying, and the white sturgeon could only grab grain and grass all the way before coming to the Dongwang Pass in Xiqi. Leave behind a kingdom where a family is ruined.

At the same time, the princes led by Luo Guo all came to Chaoge to complain to Zixin.

"What, he's so bold a white sturgeon. Dare to openly steal food, what is he going to do? Mrs. Wen said angrily.

"Lone has already mobilized enough grain and grass, how can the army forcibly go to your territory to collect food." Zixin said unhappily. "Where are the white sturgeons now?"

"Return, my lord, now Marshal White Sturgeon has arrived thirty miles beyond Dongwang Pass and set up camp. He was preparing to storm Xiqi. It is estimated that the first wave of attacks will be launched one day. Fei Zhong said hurriedly.

"Well, in that case, you might as well stay in Chaoge first. When the white sturgeon comes back, Lone will definitely give you an explanation. Zixin thought for a moment and said.

"This." Several people glanced at each other, and finally nodded helplessly. Then he withdrew.

"This must be an alien attack, the white sturgeon is a martial artist, how can it be an opponent of the alien, this battle will be lost!" Master Wen shook his head and said.

"Master Wen rest assured, Lone also has an arrangement, Lone will sell it first, and you will know when the time comes." Azusa smiled.

"For the king, you must be steady, and the emperor sits on the top of the hall. How can you be so rash, king, and pay more attention. Do not do this in the presence of other courtiers. Wen Taishi said.

"Lonely, got it." Zixin lowered her head and said. "Stinky old man, it's clear that I'm angry because I don't tell you. Still talking about me in a different way. Zixin thought in her heart.

"It's getting late, and the old minister is retiring." Wen Taishi left the palace.

Qiongren, who is still lying on the bed with salted fish, receiving massage services from the maid. Comfortable enjoyment.

Azusa walked in and waved at the maids.

"Why did you stop .....?"

"Senior Qiongren." Zixin stood at the head of the bed and said angrily.

"Is it that the white sturgeon has lost the battle, and Zixin is why you are so angry. Isn't this something that was expected for a long time? Qiongren sat up from the bed and said.

"Senior Qiongren, you can't expect me to be better." Zixin said angrily.

"I also want to, didn't you ask Sheng Ming to buy the script? You should know the plot, this big business .........." Qiongren stopped and didn't say anything. But the meaning is clear.

"Senior Qiongren, am I really the king of the dead country? Is Dashang really buried in my hands? Azusa looked at Qiongren.

"It's not." Qiongren shook his head and said.