The fields are endless, the green waves of wheat rise and fall in the wind, and it will be ripe in three months.

The wide official road was blocked, and a long line of luxurious vehicles was parked, waving flags.

The sturdy warrior stood solemnly with his back to a pavilion on the high ground for the travelers to rest. Twenty meters away, the officials of Zhou and Hua bowed down and lined up in two neat piles, waiting quietly.

Fifty meters away, at the north and south ends, two martial arts immortal masters stood on the high cart with horned bows in their hands, scanning like eagles and falcons.

Incense was lit in the pavilion and served by a eunuch. The stone table was wiped clean, and only two cups of tea were placed. A tall man wearing a four-clawed dragon robe paced irritably, and it turned out to be Zhou Hai, the king of Zhou, who had just ascended the throne. A middle-aged man in a python suit looked over the railing, it was Dong Zhong, a first-class public in Huaguo.

The two missions returned together after attending the Taodu Conference. The official road is here, turn left and drive to Dafeng, the capital of Zhou, and go straight to the northern border of Huaguo. Originally, it was enough to say goodbye simply, but Zhou Haifei pulled Dong Zhong to the long pavilion at the fork of the road, obviously there was something important to discuss.

The situation is dire.

In autumn, the Xia army is very likely to move south.

Zeng Guo is vulnerable, and his territory is small, so he may not be able to withstand ten days. The State of Zhou is not weak, but it is a lot worse than the State of Xia. The only way to unite with China is to drag the war into a protracted quagmire and pin our hopes on mediation.

Zeng Zhouhua and the Three Kingdoms were both the dojos of the Xiaoshui Sword Sect, and they were originally both prosperous and loss-making. But a year ago, a King Kong of the Protector of the Kingdom appeared in Huaguo, and the Xiaoshui Sword Sect could no longer call it, and everyone looked like they were separated.

For Huaguo, it is the wisest choice for Ren Zhouguo to fight poorly, pick up the fruits of mediation in vain, and completely get rid of Xiaoshui's control from now on. Anyway, the vitality of heaven and earth there is thin, and Zhengyangmen is not interested.

Therefore, in any case, Zhou Hai must also tie it to the chariot.

On the way back, the monarchs and ministers of Zhou were very shocked, and even left behind the cold eyes and ridicule they suffered in Taodu.

The Tianren Cave is on the side of the sky, announcing that there will be a great drought this year and next. The first priority of all countries is to store water and grain. Huaguo, who was a dog, had actually purchased materials at a high price since last year, and withdrew 100,000 troops from the north of the town to dig a pit in Qiyun County. What seemed like a joke at the time is now a myth!

Xintianyou's background is unfathomable, and he should have noticed the wolf ambition of Xia Guo early and made a plan in advance.

Evacuate the border army, transfer the population to the depth, reorganize Baisha City, and repair the Shenlong Array...... A series of operations showed that he wanted to rely on Yunmeng Daze and fight against the surging Iron Hoof of Great Xia with the lonely city of Baisha, and was not ready to aid the Zhou State.

Isn't this a matter of abandoning close allies?

Hmph, we must tell the Chinese, if the skin does not exist, the hair will be attached? If the Zhou State dies, how can the Hua Kingdom be left alone?

However, Zhou Hai used to look down on the Chinese at all, and he was used to being arrogant. Suddenly, I whispered and asked for help, and it was really hard to speak. Catching a glimpse of Dong Zhong looking at the wheat field, the corners of his mouth inexplicably hooked up a shallow smile, and he was even more annoyed, and he couldn't help coughing heavily.

Unlike the panicked Zhou Hai, Dong Zhong is very down-to-earth. Since Xintianyou secretly worshiped the tomb of King Hua and recognized his identity as a prince, the subjects of Huaguo are united and are not afraid of the sky falling.

The battle was imminent, Dong Zhong wandered out of the world, but what he thought of was his daughter Dong Shumin.

"Hehe, the girl who loves to laugh will not be unlucky...... Who would have expected that Shumin went to Yunshan to collect medicine for her mother, and actually 'picked up' the little prince who had been missing for 16 years. Zhengyangmen is eyeing the tiger, once the Xiaoshui Sword Sect intervenes in the war, it will definitely encounter a catastrophe. And she is still far away in Xiaoshan to practice, it is too dangerous, and she has to repair the book and recall it quickly. In addition to her, all the Huaguo disciples should also be recalled......"

Hearing that Zhou Hai was coughing heavily, Dong Zhong was startled and quickly restrained his smile. In his decades of career, he has cultivated a lot of adaptability. Immediately waved his hand and said:

"He is leaving, and he is a seedling. The line is vigorous, and the center is shaky......"

This is in the ancient "Book of Songs", it is recorded that Dr. Zhou passed through the location of the Zhou Dynasty clan, and saw that the temple was deserted, and the millet sorghum and wild grasses grew wildly, and he felt it.

This poem is quite appropriate, but it laments the decline of prosperity, and coincides with the critical situation in the Zhou State, and it is ironic to continue to chant, Dong Zhong deliberately made half of it.

"Well, Dong Gong is right, Mai Miao'er is growing well."

Zhou Hai is a rough and arrogant martial artist, where can he understand the ancient poetry, and hastily echo it. His gaze swept over Dong Zhong's shoulder, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

In the northern sky, a flock of geese lined up in the shape of a "human" is rising in panic.

Only ten breaths later, a huge "herringbone ladder" was strangely erected between heaven and earth. One by one, the geese stretched their necks, flapped their wings, and desperately scurried upward.

What's the situation?

After a few breaths, three white dots in the shape of the word "pin" appeared on the horizon, about twenty or thirty meters above the ground. After another half a minute, it was finally clear that it was three huge white cranes.

Sparrows and swallows flew like arrows and fled for their lives. The horses pulling the cart neighed uneasily, startling the coachman to pull the reins.

The grass and trees are silent, and the beasts are terrified.

A strange sound came from afar, and it gradually became clear.

"Great Xia marches south, those who descend will not be killed. Yong'er, Yong'er...... Great Xia marched south, and those who descended were not killed. Yong'er, Yong'er...... Great Xia marched south, and those who descended were not killed. Yong'er, Yong'er......"

Huo Di, the immortal master who was waiting on the high cart at the north end, stretched out his bow and arrows, and shouted:

"There's a demon bird!"

Hulala, the armorers raised their swords and guns, and quickly approached the long pavilion.

Zhou Hai's face was iron-skinned, his halberd pointed to the air, and he scolded sharply:

"Lie to confuse the crowd, shoot it!"

Before the words fell, an old voice sounded.

"No, the king, those are three enlightened spirit birds. Stay on your guard, don't attack rashly, and see what is going on. ”

The two old men got down from the two cars and walked into the pavilion calmly, and they were the immortal masters of the upper realm of Huadan. As a high-level worship of the Zhou royal family, it is not an ordinary guard, and he accompanies the monarch to travel and enjoy a special car. Only they dared to speak out to stop Zhou Hai's order.

The monsters and monsters are extremely fierce, and they dare to fight real people in a hurry.

The spirit bird swooped down from mid-air, and its power doubled, and it could escape far away if it missed a blow. Moreover, they hold the most grudges and will be entangled endlessly. Don't look at the vastness of the mission, the vast majority of them are mortals, and they may not necessarily win. Even if it wins, it will be a pyrrhic victory.

Hu Li, the squire of Huaguo Qintianjian, led two old masters and walked into the pavilion and nervously guarded Dong Zhong. They all took out the magic weapon from the placket, and suddenly there was a crystal light.

After Xintianyou went out many times to "turn fate", the poor monks of Baisha City suddenly became wider, and even the rookie who assisted Hua Wen in repairing the Divine Dragon Great Array got one or two. It's a pity that Hu Li and the others are only through the secluded realm after all, and at most they can excite the power of opening the light.

Zhou Hai pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist and looked gloomily at the approaching white crane.

The two Zhou enshriners who were swishing in the poor Hua Guo turned into "Duobao Boys", sneered contemptuously, and stood on both sides of Zhou Hai with half a step back. One silently held the sword case in his sleeve, while the other reached for the rune paper, his back hand hidden behind his waist.

After a brief riot, the officials regained their footing.

The civil officials did not know the danger contained in it, and stood tall and awe-inspiring. The generals were pale, their legs and stomachs trembled, and they were secretly bitter.

Straight sissy thief, these three spitting monsters pounced, and at least half of those present were killed. There are many ants, and they can indeed bite and kill elephants, but ants can also die black. Unless a real person makes a move, there is a chance of winning.

The white crane flew in fluttering, chirping clearly, and the sound shook all over the world.

"Great Xia's Southern Expedition, those who descend will not be killed......"

What do you mean?

Could it be that the war has already begun, why is there no movement at the border gates? The Zhou State gathered heavy troops on the northern front, but it was not a vegetarian. Even if the Taoist soldiers cross the border, they will be submerged in the sea of people and shed a layer of skin.

The wind was blowing, the branches were shaking, and the atmosphere was becoming more and more tense.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the martial arts immortal masters guarding the north and south ends. The surface is still a mighty bow and eagle shooting, like two statues cast in copper and iron. But he secretly loosened his arm and pinched his tail feathers, for fear that he would accidentally miss the arrow.

They understand that as long as they dare to shoot, no matter whether others die or not, their own lives will definitely be played first.