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Six years of peace, wax moon, light snow.

"I can't imagine that this Dingzhou City can really hold on......"

Chen Shuncheng exhaled a breath of white air, looked at the still majestic, but somewhat scarred and dilapidated city wall, and sighed.

It has been several months since the siege of the city, and Xu Chun, the pastor of this state, is also really tenacious, plus Zhang Wenzhen is not a mediocre person, and he has the support of the righteous name of the imperial court, so he has actually supported it until now.

At this time, the weather is freezing cold, and no matter how unwilling you are, you can only postpone the siege.

"It's just a dying struggle......"

Chen Jingzong was dressed in a military uniform, but there was no difference in color: "Although the imperial court issued an order, but look at the surrounding states and counties, who dares to attack me?" ”

"Moreover, the seven counties of Dingzhou are all in hand, and the autumn harvest is round, and the taxes of the three counties of Rinan, Zhuwu, and Jiude have all entered my Jiedu Mansion, can there be a grain of grain in the state city? This man eats horses and chews, especially the soldiers guarding the city, at least one pound of rice a day, as well as wine and meat, medicinal herbs, and fire oil...... At this time, I'm afraid the city is already stretched......"

"That's ......"

For his uncle's strategy, Chen Shuncheng has always admired it very much.

While talking, the two rode a tall horse and came to the door of the Xie family's old house.

"General Chen!"

Immediately, a personal soldier stepped forward and took the reins: "But do you want to see the Lordship?" Yesterday's feast of appreciating the plum blossoms, the festival made the adults tired, and now they are still freshening up, I'm afraid you will have to wait for a while......"

"Naturally, we should wait......"

Chen Jingzong had a very good temper, so he came to the side hall with Chen Shuncheng.

"Uncle!"

Chen Shuncheng moved closer and lowered his voice: "The festival degree makes the adults gradually show their nostalgia, and it is estimated that in the spring of next year, they will be able to produce ...... The nephew pondered, should we capture the state city before this, and it can be regarded as auspicious? ”

"According to my estimate, the state city should also be attacked around spring...... If the adults are happy to have a linzi at this time, it is really destiny......"

Chen Jingzong looked around, first waved his hand, then flicked his sleeve robe, and arranged a circle of soldiers to protect him, and then he said, his eyes emitted a light of hope.

The state city is unified, and the state is unified, if this child has another son, it will almost be destiny!

The two uncles and nephews relied on their cultivation to be profound, and they talked about secrets as if no one was around, but they didn't know that everything had already been heard by Wu Ming.

Back house, inside the master bedroom.

A water mirror appeared in front of Wu Ming, repeating the conversation between Chen Jingzong and Chen Shuncheng in the slightest, and even every subtle expression could be seen clearly, as if he was in the scene.

Although Chen Jingzong is a real soldier and has a treasure to protect himself, in front of the immortals, this bit of Taoism is naturally still not enough.

He looked at the lazy Wu Pheasant with a bulging lower abdomen, and joked: "It seems that your subordinates have great hopes for your belly!" ”

"Boom!"

Rao is Wu Pheasant is not an ordinary daughter, and her face turned crimson when she heard this: "Why are you embarrassed to tell me such crazy things?" ”

She looked at her lower abdomen, her face was both motherly and a little dignified, and she turned to say: "The concubine really hopes to give birth to a son for her husband, if he comes into the world at this time, it is worth 50,000 troops!" ”

Seeing this Wu Pheasant, who had basically evolved into a political creature and had to start calculating even his own children, Wu Ming was completely speechless.

"But don't worry, this son will be born smoothly and ...... Extraordinary temperament! ”

Wu Ming's eyes condensed slightly, and he could immediately see that a trace of luck gathered in Wu Pheasant's lower abdomen, and even faintly carried a trace of purple meaning, which was extraordinary.

Originally, with the personality of a martial pheasant, it was only bruised at this time, and it was good for the child to be born golden and blue.

However, there is also him, the biological father of the immortals, with the relics of the immortals, and naturally a trace of purple is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Luck doesn't come out of nowhere...... The son is expensive by his mother, if it is not for Wu Pheasant, even if this son has the appearance of a real dragon in the future, some red qi is considered good at this time, but because Wu Pheasant is almost the lord of a state, laying the royal industry, so there is a golden and green luck convergence before he is born...... In the same way, with my protection behind my back, the support of a cave sky, even if the war is unfavorable in the future, there is a place to live, so there is this purple ......"

Wu Ming thought silently, his eyes were a little gloomy: "According to the tradition of this world, there are some powerful ancient gods or something, and you want to get a piece of the pie......

Thinking of the 'vision' of the birth of the Great Zhou Taizu Ji Yi, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's just...... Husband! ”

Wu Pheasant touched his lower abdomen, and was a little worried: "Last time, you said that the state city must be decided early, but at this time, it will drag on for nearly a year, will it lead to a change in the number of qi?" ”

"A year in the state city is definitely not too long, it is already a god speed......

Ancient sieges lasted for ten years and decades, and this time was nothing at all.

And ...... At this time, at that time, you can rest assured! ”

Wu Ming waved his hand.

Wu Pheasant was coveted before, but it was a woman's body, and she suffered a little from the innate and couldn't be suppressed, and Wu Ming's Earth Immortal personality was also a little insufficient.

But now, things are different!

With the support of a celestial immortal, even if nothing else is needed, the martial pheasant fighting for the dragon has immediately increased his grasp by two or three percent.

The number of calamities also depends on the personality of the victim.

It's like the same calamity, if it is placed on the head of ordinary people, it will inevitably lead to the destruction of the family, but on Wu Ming's head, it is not much heavier than a spider web.

That's the difference in responsibility.

……

At the same time that Wu Pheasant was a little relieved, in Dingzhou City, on the city wall, there were also a few people who looked at the strength of Nanfeng's army from afar, and were silent.

These people have different shapes, one of them has a high crown, a strange face, and looks like an old Confucian.

There is another Taoist priest dressed up, his face is burnt yellow, and three long wisps of long beard fall, with a fairy aura.

The last man was dressed in a military uniform, carrying a long knife at his waist, his face was like a knife sharpening an axe, his eyes were shining, with a sinister aura, and he could smell the smell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood almost closer.

"Huh?!"

At this time, the man dressed as a Taoist priest looked at it for a long time, but suddenly he was shocked.

"Dao Changshan can hope for energy, I don't know if there will be gains?"

These people are all envoys who broke through to the state city before the imperial court, and the connections behind them are inextricably linked, and none of them are simple.

Confucius smiled slightly, and then asked.

"Strange! Odd! ”

The Taoist priest pinched the trick with his hand, and calculated, and then said: "We came with the holy decree of the imperial court, with great righteousness, how incredible the power of this name, almost as soon as it came, the military qi on the opposite side was cut into several pieces, a few days ago, the old Taoist looked at the number of martial arts and towns, and saw that although the military qi was like a black tiger, it was loose, this is the siege of the city in winter, and the soldiers thought of returning...... Even though there are a few generals who can barely maintain it, it is not impossible to break it, but now it is different! ”

"How is it different?"

The general-looking man asked.

Although most of the people in the army don't believe in luck and fortune, he knows that this old Taoist spirit is good at the art of looking at qi, even if he is famous in the world, it is even more inaccurate to look at the face and measure the bones.

"The red qi is in the middle, with gold, this is a good omen!"

The enemy is lucky, and naturally this side will be unlucky.

"Why?"

Even the old Confucian frowned: "For no reason, why is the number of qi sheng?" ”

"This ...... Maybe Wu Zhen is about to give birth, there is something special? ”

The Taoist priest guessed, and just this sentence immediately made the faces of Confucian students and generals turn pale, and their bodies shook.

There are many gods and ghosts in this world, and when the founding ancestors of the past generations were born, they all had visions!

This martial pheasant is like this, doesn't it also have a destiny? It should be on the son.

"Of course...... Heaven hides itself, unless it is a coincidence, how can Lao Dao see the real dragon's qi? Therefore, it is still uncertain what happened on the other side, but it was just ......"

Lao Dao shook his head: "The enemy's qi is like this, it must also appear in our army, how it is, look at the state pastor, you will know......"

Xu Chun, the state pastor, is a loyal minister of the imperial court, since the siege of Wu Pheasant, he has been dealing with official affairs with illness, and only in the days when these envoys came, he was a little more energetic.

'This person's popularity is one with the imperial court, if the martial pheasant's luck is insufficient, the sick body can still be maintained, and if this person's condition deteriorates, it is ......

Lao Dao's eyes rolled, silently thinking.

"Report!"

At this moment, under the city walls, a servant hurriedly came and whispered a few words in the general's ear.

"What?"

The general exclaimed, and in an instant, the people around him seemed to have come to the cold winter of Sanjiu.

"What's wrong?"

Lao Dao and Confucian glanced at each other, and a subtle premonition immediately appeared in the hearts of the two of them.

"News has just arrived...... Zhou Mu Xu Chun, suddenly vomited blood, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight......"

The general said slowly, only to feel that every word was cold.

"So powerful!"

At this time, even the old Dao was a little surprised: "This city full of civil and military affairs depends on the state pastor, if he has three long and two short, Zhang Wenzhen will not be able to convince the public at all...... The enemy is still like this at present, and the city is not far away......"

Compared to the surprise on his face, the surprise in his heart was even worse, and he looked at the other side again.

In the sky above the Wu Pheasant camp, the black and red aura soared into the sky, turning into the shape of a tiger, and faintly, he seemed to see a trace of purple guarding.

It's just that this luck is extremely weak, and when he rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, it was gone.

'Purple! This is terrifying, the purple of individuals, princes and emperors, they all have it, but the purple of power, how terrible is the resources needed? Wuzhen has this, which means...... Mighty to protect? ’

This old way is not a foundationless one.

I dared to mix in this troubled water before, first, the division had a life, and the second was to see the rise of Wu Pheasant, and there was no big power to support him, so he had no fear.

But now that this aspect has appeared, the result is even more different.

'Purple...... Even in this sect, there is only one Heavenly Immortal Ancestor who has this magical power...... Our little support this time is against the heavenly immortals, but it is only an egg hitting a stone......

Lao Dao is a smart person, and immediately had the idea of retreating: "Although I can't be sure yet, but my life is important, Dingzhou City is indeed hopeless, let's leave quickly......"