Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and was about to refuse, but he didn't want Jin Kui to wave his hand directly, with a look that could not be refused. In desperation, he had to give up for the time being.

Under the command of Jin Kui, the soldiers did not pursue the enemy army, but got busy individually, cleaning up the battlefield and strengthening the defense.

Ling Feng stood on top of the high city wall, looking at the mountains of corpses, his heart heavy. This battle directly caused most of the soldiers at the Xianling Border Pass to die, close to 400,000 people. And Hu Guo didn't seem to get any benefits, and also left 350,000 corpses.

Lose both!

However, the war is not over yet, and there is a possibility that it will break out again. Ling Feng faintly felt that this war was far from being as simple as it seemed! The two countries had been at war for so many years, and there had never been such a tragic major war. Hu Guo has repeatedly invaded on a large scale, which shows their eagerness.

"I don't know what happened to the princess?" Thinking of the emperor's loveliness, Ling Feng actually had a hint of worry. Immediately, they walked towards the other person's residence.

The strongest part of the Dragon Gate defense, there are many rooms, which are the residences of important people in the army. Walking to the door of a beautifully decorated room, there is a fragrance that permeates the heart. Ling Feng took a deep breath and stepped forward to slam the door lightly.

However, there was no movement in the room.

He pushed the door open and saw that the house was empty. The room was a bit messy, and there were a few pieces of underwear on the large bed that seemed too late to be cleaned up, so they were casually thrown away.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly he was stunned. The corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile, very helpless. The other party's sense of protecting himself is so strong, when will it be his turn to worry?

I'm afraid, as soon as the battle began, she had already begun to pack up her salutes and leave in a hurry! Thinking of this, Ling Feng had a sense of disappointment from the bottom of her heart, disappointed in Princess Fairy, disappointed in the entire royal family.

Shaking his head and putting aside all his annoying thoughts, he turned around and rushed directly towards Longmen Town.

The battle between the fairy spirit and Hu Guo was really a fiasco as the yellow-nosed old Taoist said! However, the war is not over yet, and it will be even more tragic and difficult than before. Since he was appointed as the deputy marshal by Jin Kui, he has the responsibility to lead the soldiers through this hurdle.

When he first came to the fairy, there were still millions of soldiers at the border gates. Now, there are less than 300,000 people left, which shows the strength of Hu and the cruelty of war.

There is not much time left, and if you don't invite the master out of the mountain, the fairy will have no chance.

Ling Feng remembered the old words of the yellow nose, now that the fairy spirit has been defeated, it is time to invite Zhuge Wolong to come out of the mountain. Zhuge Wolong, Mr. Wolong, I hope you don't disappoint Ling Feng!

I wonder if your strategy will really be as clever as written in the book, whether it will cause the enemy army to be annihilated by talking and laughing?

As soon as he walked out, he was stopped by Jin Kui: "Nephew, where are you going?"

"I heard that there is a clever hermit in Longmen Town, known as Wolong, and there is a rumor in the local area that 'Wolong will fight for the world', I don't know if it's true!" Ling Feng did not hide it, explained.

Jin Kui's face changed, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he spit out a disdainful voice: "As the virtuous nephew said, this is just a rumor, a powerless scholar, what can you expect him to do?"

"My nephew wants to ask Mr. Wolong to come out of the mountain and help me with the fairy!" Ling Feng looked at Jin Kui's eyes with a serious expression. Moreover, there is no need to hide this matter from Jin Kui, just tell it to him.

"No, let a scholar command the imperial lion, no one will be convinced, and besides, I look at Wolong, except for a mouth that can speak, I have no other ability, and my uncle will support me in everything else, except for this matter!" Jin Kui's words had a sense of majesty that could not be refused.

At the same time, a warrior's innate arrogance is manifested.

Ling Feng shook his head, pointed to the city, and smiled: "Imperial Lions, look at their appearance, where is there still fighting spirit, where are they still lions?" They looked at each other, and the soldiers each knelt beside the corpse, silently weeping. There is only pain in their hearts, where is there still fighting spirit, and even, there is a trace of tiredness and disgust for war on their faces.

"Regardless of the outcome, let my nephew give it a try!" Ling Feng let out a voice and turned to leave. In his heart, he was very much looking forward to seeing the strange man who called himself Wolong!

Jin Kui didn't open his mouth after all, just silently watched Ling Feng leave, and then let out a long sigh. muttered: "Big brother, that bet, we lost!" He had regret and helplessness on his face.

The sky was gray, the breeze was cool, and it was already early in the morning.

Ling Feng inquired casually on the road, knew the specific location of Mr. Wolong, and ran all the way away. Time is of the essence, and he doesn't dare to waste too much time. God knows what will happen in the future.

However, after this large-scale war, Hu Guo should not act rashly in a short period of time, right?

On the road, there are many figures. Ling Feng walked through the streets, then turned into the dilapidated alleys, and after more than a dozen intersections, he finally came to the residence of Wolong.

In the most remote part of Longmen Town, there are a few thatched huts, staggering, as if they could be blown down by the wind at any moment. The scenery here is good, but it is a little desolate.

At a glance, he saw a wooden sign diagonally inserted in front of the thatched house, but on it were engraved three powerful characters: Wollongong.

Ling Feng smiled unconsciously, becoming more and more curious about this legendary Mr. Wolong. It's just that the other party's firewood is closed, the door is closed, and it is obvious that he has not gotten up yet.

Ling Feng, who wanted to push the door in directly, seemed to have thought of something, and then stood by the door respectfully, waiting for Wolong with an extremely calm face.

The rooster crowed a few times, the morning light broke, and there was not the slightest movement in the thatched house. Ling Feng continued to wait, without a trace of impatience.

However, a few more hours passed, and there was still no movement in the dilapidated thatched hut. Ling Feng's consciousness penetrated, but he saw that in the thatched house, a man who looked like a scholar was holding a teacup and drinking with a scholar.

For no reason, a trace of anger appeared in his heart. If this had been done before, I am afraid that he would have been unable to resist rushing in a long time ago. But this time, he held back.

This poor and sour literati set up a shelf. The other party clearly found himself, but he refused to come out, why don't you want him to come to a 'three-look thatched house'?

Thinking like this, Ling Feng's heart became more and more angry, and he simply turned around and left. At the beginning, he promoted himself like that, but now that the opportunity has come, the other party is putting on a show, which makes Ling Feng very unhappy.

Just as he turned to leave, the door of the thatched hut creaked, and the scholar walked out.

Ling Feng paused and said, "In Xia Lingfeng, I want to ask Mr. Wolong to go out of the mountain to help the fairy spirit resist Hu Guo, I don't know if it is convenient for Mr."

The scholar said unhurriedly: "Mr. has inconvenient legs, I'm really sorry!"

"Oh, it's okay, Ling Feng has the strength to carry Mr. himself!" said Ling Feng and walked directly to the thatched hut.

"Childe, please slow down. The scholar took a step forward, blocked Ling Feng, and continued, "Carrying bumps on your back makes it even more uncomfortable, if you have a little arrogance, it would be better!"

Ling Feng was speechless, scolding Wolong angrily in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and said politely: "Mr. is sick, it should be so, Ling Feng will go back and prepare the car and come to greet Mr."

"No!" the scholar smiled.

Ling Feng returned to the General's Mansion, and Jin Kui had already returned. Seeing the former, Jin Kui looked behind him and found that it was abnormal, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Didn't the virtuous nephew invite Mr. Wolong to go?"

"Mr. Wolong is unwell, and my nephew is back to prepare for the car and go to meet him!"

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, it's good to invite him, and you still put on your face?" Jin Kui said angrily, "Virtuous nephew, just do it today, and uncle will accompany you tomorrow!"

Ling Feng nodded, thinking about it, wouldn't it be too faceless to go there several times in a row?

And so, the next day.

They prepared their magnificent cars, and the group drove to 'Wollongong', which attracted the attention of many people. In this way, it is enough to give the other side a face. If the latter still found other reasons, Ling Feng would really go berserk.

The convoy arrived in Wollongong, where the scholars were waiting early.

Ling Feng clenched his fists and said what he meant. For Mr. Wolong's performance this time, I am quite satisfied. After all, he didn't let a group of them wait for a few hours, but sent a scholar to greet him early, which shows that Wolong has already figured out something.

However, the scholar's answer was once again unexpected.

He said: "Mr. waited for a long time yesterday, and I didn't see my son coming, so I went out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and I don't know when I can come back!"

"Poof!" "Legs and feet are inconvenient, you-sister still play in the mountains and rivers?

Jin Kui was furious and shouted: "Xiao'er, Wolong doesn't appear today, Ben Shuai will burn his broken house!"

The scholar turned pale with fright, and did not dare to speak.

"Uncle, don't scare him!" Ling Feng spoke, holding back the anger in his heart. Trying to calm down, he continued, "Scholar, when will Mr. Wolong come back?"

The scholar regained his face, no longer had the previous pride, and said weakly: "When Mr. left, he left "Wolong Yin" on the Run, and he refused to be with the laity, if the son can't go out of the next run, I'm afraid that even if the Mr. comes back, he won't want to go out of the mountain to help the son!"

Jin Kui's eyes widened with anger, obviously angry at what the scholar had said. The layman in the other party's mouth is clearly despising him!

Ling Feng didn't care at all, he only regarded Jin Kui and the others as Wolong was referring to. Immediately, he showed a look of curiosity and said, "Where is Shang Yan?"

The scholar unfolded the bamboo scroll and saw that it was written:

Longmen Pass

Saiwai North

The generals and soldiers were decapitated

Yellow sand is flying all over the sky

Pile of bones

This uplink is simply wonderful. Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he admired in his heart. In just five sentences, the fierce battle situation on the eve is depicted, and this Shangrong even hints at Mr. Wolong's cleverness: he is in the thatched house, and he knows the battle situation of Longmen!

Ling Feng, who originally had a trace of suspicion and dissatisfaction with Wolong, was finally full of admiration at this moment.

Ling Feng thought for a moment, thinking of the comfortable and prosperous life of the upper-class people, and directly stretched out his finger and drew something on the bamboo slips. Then, the following link out:

Guqin sound

Pipa language

The jade plate is crisp and easy to perform

Painting under the moon

Drunk.

(End of chapter)