Zheng Xianyue turned around, but saw Wu Ming's embarrassed appearance of pouting and preparing for his relatives, and was startled, "What do you mean by this?"

Wu Ming coughed dryly, and hurriedly said seriously: "This is a traditional cultivation method in our hometown, whenever the sun sets, it must be the time when the vitality of heaven and earth is the fullest, and we must absorb the essence of heaven and earth in this way. ”

Zheng Xianyue nodded as if she had realized something, "No wonder you can be so strong, it turns out that the cultivation methods in your hometown are so unique, if you have time, please also give me some guidance on my Summer Night Army." ”

Wu Ming couldn't help but think about these iron-clad tough guys who survived in countless battles, and every time the sun set, in a solemn atmosphere, they pouted in unison...... This picture, Wu Ming felt that the picture was too "beautiful" just thinking about it, so beautiful that he couldn't look at that kind of scene directly.

Seeing that Wu Ming didn't respond, Zheng Xianyue was also empathetic, since this unique cultivation method was so powerful, it would definitely not be passed on lightly, Wu Ming must also have his troubles.

"Tell the county lord that the carrier pigeon is ready. The voice of a soldier from outside the tent came in.

Zheng Xianyue lifted the curtain of the military tent and walked out, took the white dove handed by the soldier, and tied a small scroll letter to its leg ring.

Zheng Xianyue gently stroked the feathers on the white pigeon's body, and the white pigeon also stopped in the palm of her hand very obediently, and her two little eyes blinked very smartly, obviously enjoying the county lord's combing of its feathers.

Wu Ming followed curiously, remembering that the last time Lord Mingyue used carrier pigeons was in Chiba City, but now he used carrier pigeons again. There is no clever way of communication in this world, so the communication method of flying pigeon biography, which is too old in Wu Ming's eyes, is still very applicable in this world.

Wu Ming scratched his face, obviously although he casually prevaricated just now, he was still embarrassed, "I remember that the last time you used a flying pigeon, it was to use a flying pigeon to inform Xia Yejun to prepare for battle. What about this time, do you have any new plans?"

Zheng Xianyue blinked mischievously, "This pigeon was secretly acquired by our Summer Night County a few years ago, and it only knows one way, and that is the road to the Qingxuan City City Lord's Mansion!"

Seeing that Wu Ming didn't seem to understand, Zheng Xianyue then explained: "If this pigeon is released at this time, it will be when the sunset completely sets when it arrives in Qingxuan City, and it is the time when the garrison of Qingxuan City is cooking, and the time when the sentinel is handed over, it is also one of the most lax times in the entire Qingxuan City. ”

"However, this timing may be a weakness for a normal city, but it does not exist for Qingxuan City, because Qingxuan City is controlled by three powerful grandmasters, and the consciousness contact surface of the three of them can completely cover the entire Qingxuan City, and there are no dead ends. At this time, a seemingly ordinary carrier pigeon flew into the wall from outside the city by night, which could avoid the eyes of normal people, but how could it escape the consciousness of the grandmaster. This pigeon is suspected of being hidden from the eyes and ears of others, and it will inevitably be captured by the three grandmasters. ”

Wu Ming was a little confused, "In other words, this letter seems to be addressed to the city lord of Qingxuan City, but it is actually handed over to the three generals?"

"That's right, I'm taking advantage of what they're proud of. Zheng Xianyue gently lifted the white pigeon, and the white pigeon nodded understandingly, fluttered its wings and flew up.

"Is this a divisive plan?" Wu Ming said suddenly, it seemed that he was writing a letter directly to the city lord of Qingxuan City, but in fact, it was to arouse the doubts of the three generals about the city lord.

"Discord?" Zheng Xianyue pursed her lips and smiled undeniably, "Maybe, but maybe it's not that simple." ”

Wu Ming looked at the white dove flying away, and actually felt some sympathy for the three calculated generals in his heart, the Mingyue County Lord formulated a strategy to deal with the grandmaster-level masters this time, if those generals pretended to be smart, they might be smart but mistaken by the smart, so as to completely fall into the Mingyue County Lord's scheme.

However, according to Wu Ming's understanding of Yue'er, I am afraid that even if those generals are wise enough to see the flaws in this plan, Zheng Xianyue will immediately launch a corresponding infinite follow-up move.

Qingxuan City, the horizon has gradually darkened, and the communication line of light and shadow quickly surged from afar, and everywhere the communication line passed, it fell into a night. Although Qingxuan City is large, it has also turned into a night scene in just a few breaths.

Wang Zhong, an ordinary soldier defending the city of Qingxuancheng. His father was also a soldier, but in his early years, when he escorted a caravan of a steppe tribe out of the city, he was unfortunately ambushed by gangsters, and he has not been heard from since. My mother helped sew clothes in a wealthy family and did some simple needlework to supplement the family.

Although Wang Zhong was still young at that time, he was also very sensible, and he worked as a doll worker in the suburbs of Qingxuancheng for ten years, specializing in helping grain farmers do some farm chores, and the enthusiastic and kind grain farmers often added a little more money on the basis of his salary, so although Wang Zhong's family was poor when he was a child, his life was still passable.

The doll who used to be sensible has grown up in a blink of an eye, and although his mother is against it, Wang Zhong still chose his father's path - a soldier in Qingxuancheng. Because he believed that only by doing so could his mother, who was unable to see the needle and thread clearly with old age, be freed from the life of hard work and enjoy a good old age.

In fact, it is true, Wang Zhong as a soldier in the huge fortress of Qingxuan City, the annual distribution of military salaries not only makes Wang Zhong's family worry-free, but even has a surplus, for decades, Wang Zhong not only married a wife, but also gave birth to a cute little girl, because the little girl's smile is very sweet, Wang Zhong racked his brains to think of a name for his daughter - Wang Tiantian, he hopes that his child can always smile sweetly in the future.

Tonight, when Wang Zhong was going to take over the change of guard, on the way up to the city, he met several familiar old grain farmers, those grain farmers did not know the difference between ordinary soldiers and officers and generals, only knew that the former little doll workers were no longer what they used to be, and the grain farmers called "official master" affectionately, which made Wang Zhong's vanity swell a little.

Wang Zhong walked up to the city and handed over the shift with the soldiers on shift, the soldier who handed over was about the same age as Wang Zhong, and was affectionately called "Lao Li" by others, and Wang Zhong belonged to the same group of Qingxuan City guards who were recruited by the Black Domain.

Lao Li saw Wang Zhong coming, and quipped, "Yo! Isn't this Brother Wang? It's okay at home today, and you came to take over so early?"