Yunzhou.

Soon after Zhao Ning left, Wei Wuxian received a report from the Bianliang battle.

He immediately told the news to Song Ming and other masters of the Wang Extreme Realm.

Yuan Mu is really a realm of heaven and man, the emperor was defeated and fled, and the entire Bianliang City's 100,000 soldiers and civilians had no time to take care of it, and only a few Wang Ji Realm could be saved - hearing this, Song Ming and the others were in turmoil.

After a moment's silence, the crowd fell silent.

Just looking at their changing faces, Wei Wuxian knew that the other party was thinking about staying.

He understood the other party's thoughts, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty is defeated, Bianliang is bound to collapse, it is foreseeable that at this time, the Beihu army will cross the river, and the Wang Division will not be able to fight."

"Although there is no news from Yangliucheng, the fall is inevitable, in other words, the Beihu army has entered the Central Plains, and Bianliang and the Central Plains are in danger.

"I know what you're thinking: once the Central Plains is not protected, the army that was scheduled to support Yunzhou will inevitably not be able to arrive as scheduled;

"And if the Central Plains falls, Yunzhou, which itself exists as the flank of the Central Plains, will become a rootless tree, and there is basically only one way to perish.

"You are all Wang Jijing, the top cultivators in the world, it seems that there is no need to be buried with Yunzhou, I am not surprised if you want to leave at this time. ”

Being told in public like this is not bright, Song Ming and the others are a little unbearable on their faces. However, Song Ming only felt embarrassed and didn't feel much ashamed.

Because that's how it is. As long as he doesn't want to die, he doesn't have many options.

There are not no kings who are not afraid of death, and there are many of them, such as Song Zhen, the king of Lu.

When breaking off the queen for Sun Kang and others, Song Zhen was willing to fight for his life for the great cause of the Song family, in exchange for the concerted efforts of the Qi people and unreserved loyalty to the royal family, and shared the worries of Song Zhi.

But Song Ming obviously had no such intentions.

To get to the bottom of it, King Lu and Song really died, and it did not play its due role.

When Song Zhen died in battle, and then Xihe City won a great victory, the effect was indeed played, and the army and the people were excited and full of fighting spirit. When Zhao Ning led the army to fight overnight that day, Song Zhi remembered the tragedy he knew he could not do, and he was indeed moved from the bottom of his heart.

But the good times didn't last long, not to mention Zhao Ning's bloody washing of Yunzhou Assassin Mansion after the war, in just a few days, Tianyuan Khan descended on Bianliang, and with a wave of his hand, he easily destroyed all this.

Before the Great Qi could ignite the steel battle spirit, it was extinguished in an instant. The bright world never came, but everyone fell into a darker abyss.

Whether it is the human heart or human nature, its dark side will only expand infinitely in order to survive in such a desperate world.

The situation is like this, how could Song Ming and the others just throw their lives away in Yunzhou?

"General Wei is right, if the Central Plains falls, Yunzhou cannot be defended. In my opinion, the top priority is to lead the army to retreat and reserve an elite combat force for the imperial court. It is the best choice to take a detour to Yanzhou through Xuzhou, avoid the front of the Beihu army, and go to find Your Majesty and assist Your Majesty to reorganize the war situation. ”

Song Ming did not shy away from saying his plan to retreat south.

Some people agree with what he says, and some people disagree.

Those who disagreed said in a deep voice: "If the army is withdrawn like this, the Central Plains will completely fall into the hands of the enemy, and without the people of the Central Plains, we will lose too much strength, and it will be even more difficult to confront Beihu in the future."

"Instead of retreating south, it is better to go to the Central Plains, fight to the death with the Beihu army, and keep Tokyo Bianliang!"

That's the idea.

But Song Ming disagreed, he glanced at the person who spoke:

"As soon as we leave, Borshu on the other side of the river will definitely cross the river in pursuit on a large scale, and when we reach the Central Plains, we will also be attacked from both sides, how can we stabilize the battle situation?

This is also a fact that can be inferred.

The fourth king of the extreme realm muttered: "How about retiring Qilu? The land of Qilu is rich in things and the people are full ......."

Song Ming snorted coldly: "In a corner, isolated and suspended, facing hundreds of thousands of enemies, how can it last?"

The two Wang Jijing who spoke could no longer speak.

They set their eyes on Wei Wuxian, wanting to see if this young man from the military department and the young man of the Wei clan had any unique opinions.

Wei Wuxian said politely: "Of course we can retreat today, but even if we retreat to Huainan, what about it? Once Yuan Muzhen makes a move, the battle collapses, we will retreat south, and there will always be a time when we will retreat to the end." ”

Song Ming stopped talking.

The other two didn't speak either.

Can't speak.

This is a question that everyone knows in their hearts, but they have been avoiding it.

Because to talk means to face despair.

No one could win the Tianyuan Khan at all, and even an even equal confrontation was an extravagant hope.

There is no future in this national war, and there is no tomorrow for the national glory of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Now, whether they want to admit it or not, more and more people know that the victory of the country has been divided!

As the only heavenly and human realm in the world, Yuanmu really has the strength to swallow the world, he is destined to rule all directions in Kyushu and enslave 80 million people in Daqi.

All those who oppose him, those who stand in his way, have only one end: death!

This is the power of a cultivator, and the terrifying thing about the strongest cultivator!

Wei Wuxian saw the death-like despair in the eyes of Song Ming and the others, it was ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years, rotten meat that had rotted for thousands of years, without the slightest vitality and without the slightest hope, it was the coldest existence in the world.

By now, people like Song Ming have understood that defeat is not terrible, it is not terrible to lose troops and lose cities and land, and no matter how many hardships and hardships are visible to the naked eye, it is not terrible.

What is really terrible in the world is that there is no hope.

Without hope, it is the end of the road.

There is no alternative but death.

As a dignitary of the Great Qi family and a cultivator of the Wang Extreme Realm, he would not tolerate the existence of the Beihu world after the war, and Wei Wuxian should have been like Song Ming and the others.

But he didn't.

He looked at everyone with burning eyes: "If Yuanmu Zhen is defeated, what do you think will happen to the situation of the national war?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they had a great sense of absurdity.

"Who can defeat Motomu Zhen? Even His Majesty, who used the power of the jade seal of the country, failed to succeed......"

Song Ming felt that Wei Wuxian was talking about a dream, although it was a dream that everyone was eager to see it come true, but people with a little sense knew that it made no sense.

Wei Wuxian chuckled twice: "Grand Governor, General Zhenwu, Zhao Clan!"

Song Ming and the others were stunned, and then shook their sleeves and said, "This is absolutely impossible! Even in the late stage of the Wang Ji Realm, it can't match the Heavenly and Human Realm!"

Wei Wuxian asked-for-tat: "Dare to ask Your Highness, if there is anyone in this world who can compete with Yuan Muzhen, then who else can there be besides the Zhao family?"

Song Ming: "......"

Yes, if they really want to find an existence and give them hope to resist the Tianyuan Khan, then who else can there be besides the Zhao family?

Judging from the record of the national war so far, only the Zhao family can have such a possibility.

If the Zhao family can't, then Daqi can only sit and wait for the country to die!

The other two Wang Jijing had a lot of extravagant hopes in their hearts, staring at Wei Wuxian tightly and couldn't wait to ask, "General Wei and General Zhao have a good relationship, could it be that General Zhao told you something, where is he now?"

Wei Wuxian turned to look at the northwest, was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "Brother Ning has already returned to Jinyang. He said that Yuan Muzhen will go to Jinyang, and he will be there, waiting for a decisive battle with the other party!"

The two kings of the extreme realm coincidentally looked at the northwest sky from afar.

The sky of spring is as blue as a wash, and there is no wave.

They can't see anything.

But they wanted to see something.

At this moment, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Even Song Ming, after his eyes flickered for a while, he also looked to the northwest and looked at Jinyang, which was thousands of miles away.

Even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance - even if this point may be a fantasy, but if the Zhao clan can really resist the Tianyuan Khan, then the hearts of the Great Qi monarch and the people may be able to reinvigorate, the Central Plains may not fall, Yunzhou will not fall into a desperate situation, and the Great Qi Dynasty will not perish!

Only in this way can the Song royal family and the nobles of the family keep their lives and past status.

Song Ming couldn't care about much, at this moment, he just hoped and could only hope that the Zhao family would be able to give the national war another avenue in the future.

......

Jinyang.

Zhao Xuanji and Zhao Ning, the two top combat forces of the Zhao clan, the old man, the proprietress and the white-faced scholar and other three most mysterious masters of the Great Qi rivers and lakes stood in the air together.

In front of them, it was Motomu Zhen who swept in with a blood-colored canopy.

"What a big man, worthy of the realm of heaven and man, such a romantic spirit, it is really a model for us!" The scholar who had not shaved his stubble looked at the Tianyuan Khan who was forced over with great momentum, and admired it with fascination.

The proprietress said coldly: "Even if you study for a lifetime, you will only boast about your romance in the Qinglou, and it is impossible to touch the threshold of true romance." ”

The scholar took out a folding fan from the back of his neck, shook it leisurely after opening it, and smiled so hard that he didn't squint: "It doesn't matter if it's really romantic, or fake romantic, as long as you're happy, what's the point of caring about it?"

The proprietress lowered her eyes, as if she was facing a lesson like an enemy: "The superficial pursuit of temporary pleasure, never knowing what the truth of the avenue is, is really sad and ridiculous, and gave birth to a watermelon-sized head in vain!"

was reprimanded on the spot, but the scholar was not angry, but there was a little more smile on his face, and the movement of shaking the folding fan was more rhythmic: "Some people are good teachers."

"When you have a son, it's not too late to teach him another lesson.

"It's just that some people are bent on pursuing the so-called truth of the Great Dao, and they are afraid that they will not do such superficial things as the combination of yin and yang, so that there will be no son to teach, this is really sad, right?"

The proprietress couldn't hold back any longer, and turned her head to look at the other party angrily: "As a big husband, if you don't have a little aggressiveness, you know that you have an unruly and unruly play, where did you come from to have such a clever face?"

The scholar no longer looked ahead, turned his head to meet the other party's cannibalistic gaze, and did not give an inch: "As a woman, I don't know how to teach my husband and children, and I always show off my amorous feelings in front of people, so I am embarrassed to speak out?"

"The old lady was born like this, why is she so amorous, can I still gouge out other people's eyeballs? When will you spit out ivory from the mouth of this dead dog?!"

"Then you may be disappointed, the dog never spits out ivory!"

Seeing that the two of them were blushing in an instant, as if they were about to fight, the old man quickly flashed to the side and distanced himself.

At the moment of the great enemy, it is still Yuan Muzhen from the realm of heaven and man, but his own people seem to be unresolved about the danger, and they are about to fight first, and the old man who has a relationship with both of them has no intention of persuading at all.

This scene made Zhao Xuan extremely worried, and he asked Zhao Ning: "Are these strangers you found too loose?"

Yesterday, the proprietress and the scholar met, and the two of them didn't care about anyone, as if the other party didn't exist. At this time today, after all, it was the proprietress who couldn't help it and provoked the conversation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two talked to each other, the situation seemed to get out of control.

If it were someone else, in the face of such a situation and such a scene, it would be impossible not to be worried no matter what, but Zhao Ning was not worried, and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

At this moment, Yuan Muzhen, who was close to a thousand steps away, looked at Zhao Ning and the others, and opened his mouth from above:

"Zhao Xuanji, can you Zhao clan be ready to be killed, and pay the price you deserve for the bloody killing of the grassland more than a hundred and twenty years ago?"