Wuzhou.

In the past few days, all the factions have gathered, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes have gathered here, but at this moment, it is a gloomy and bleak color.

"Third Senior Sister, in this battle of the Earth Temple, our Emei suffered heavy losses. The senior sister and the second senior sister died one after another, and now even Senior Sister Zhou has died at the hands of the Bat King. When the master got the news, he was furious and was going to come in person soon. Emei Ding Minjun said with a sad face, but there was a lingering pleasure in his expression.

"Senior Sister Ding, this time it's not just me Emei, it's all the six major factions, as for Senior Sister Zhou's affairs, let's wait for the master to come, I haven't found Senior Sister Zhou's body yet, I think it should still be alive. Master Jingkong glanced at Ding Minjun and said lightly.

This kind of dialogue happened at this moment in the city's various sects, this time the Heavenly Eagle Sect and the six major factions battle, both sides suffered heavy losses, the battle between the righteous and the demon is about to break out, it seems that as long as the heads of the various factions come to discuss, the next step must be the time when the war end.

In the courtyard of a small mansion in Wuzhou, Zhao Xianzong looked at the secret report in his hand and thought about it. It seems that the siege of Guangming Ding is going to be advanced, but this time without Zeng Aniu's help, can Mingjiao hold on? Or will the plane will intervene to let that Zhang Wuji come early?

It doesn't matter, as long as the war starts early, no matter which side is killed or injured, it will be earned by itself, and Cheng Kun will inevitably be able to turn the world upside down. Now is the time for me to go to Chen Youliang, the people who promised to help him last time have already been sent for more than ten months, and I don't know what he is doing. Although the level of the people under the Wanzong sect is far behind that of the six major factions, they are all good at one enemy and ten in the army, and hundreds of people are enough to fight a small-scale battle.

Zhu Yuanzhang will die! The Yuan Dynasty is already in decline, and there are many people who can sit in that position in such troubled times, and anyone can sit on it, but he Zhu Yuanzhang can't.

At twilight, Zhao Xianzong took dozens of elite horsemen out of the city gate and headed to the north. The rest of the nearly 10 million sect gangs could only be led by Duan Sandao. It is useless for these people to stay in Wuzhou, and if they are sent to the battlefield, they may be able to exert some light and heat.

After all, this plane is a low-martial world, and the imperial power actually has a great lethality to the rivers and lakes. So although Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min and others are the sons of top luck, Zhu Yuanzhang is actually not bad.

It's just that the killing of Zhu Yuanzhang is mainly for his luck.

Although he can't get martial arts cultivation from him, how can he let go of the opportunity to provide nourishment for the next advent of the system! No matter how small the lice are, they are still meat!

In the cloudy mountain villa paradise village where the main peak of Dabie Mountain in Hubei is located, dozens of people are sitting in two columns at this moment.

Except for one of these dozens of people, who was wearing a dark robe, the rest of the people were wearing vermilion bamboo armor and red scarves. The man in Xuanyi was Zhao Xianzong, who galloped from the starry night in Wuzhou, and this was the place where the Red Turban Army Tianwan regime revolted.

Along the way, it is now full of smoke, the rebels are everywhere, and the folk songs sing like this: 'Solve the thief with a gold and a drum, welcome the official with two drums and a gong, the golden drum seems to be the same, the official thief does not fight for more', the official thief all the way, the tax and servitude are several times more than when they were in the Republic of China.

"The Lord of the Zhao Sect is here, Xu has never been far away to greet and hope to forgive his sins!" Xu Shouhui, who was the first seat, arched his hand, although his words were polite, his expression was extremely cold.

Zhao Xianzong regarded it as invisible, and said, "General Xu is polite, I came to look for my old friend this time, but I came uninvited." Bothered!"

"Since the master of the Zhao family is here, let's stay for a few more days, and Xu can fulfill the friendship of the landlord!" Looking at Zhao Xianzong, who was playing Tai Chi, Xu Shouhui's eyes shrank and said.

It was another moment of temptation, and they were all resolved by Zhao Xianzong one by one.

Back at Chen Youliang's residence, Zhao Xianzong also said with a gloomy face at the moment: "After a few months, with the help of my subordinates, are you still a small general?"

Chen Youliang behind him was also embarrassed, "Master Zhao, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I originally joined Ni Wenjun's department to get the help of the door master, and it was a smooth journey, but somehow I was transferred to this base camp, and now my every move is being monitored, and it is difficult!"

After listening to Zhao Xianzong, he was also a little weak, obviously he underestimated the IQ of this face-to-face figure, how could Xu Shouhui be the leader of the Red Turban Army from selling Bu Weng to today's Red Turban Army. If Chen Youliang has been developing in secret, he will have the opportunity to usurp power and seize the throne in a few years.

It's just that he was suddenly supported by himself, and the seedlings were fueled and the momentum was too fierce had already aroused Xu Shouhui's fear.

"If Xu Shouhui suddenly dies, how many Red Turban troops can you control?"

Hearing this, he was taken aback, but he quickly replied, "I can control Ni Wenjun's department, and the rest of the White Lotus Sect can also control some of them, but the tens of thousands of horses in this base camp can't!"

"Very good, you go and invite him to gather in Chaoyang City in three days in the name of this seat, and say that it is to discuss the matter of resisting the Yuan!"

Although Chen Youliang was happy, he was still worried: "The master of the door, but he is ready to take action personally?"

Zhao Xianzong didn't reply, and asked, "Why don't you want to be the leader of this Red Turban Army?"

"Yes, friendship is naturally willing, it's not that I don't believe in the ability of the door master, it's just that Xu Shouhui has long been suspicious of me. If he doesn't come to the feast this time."

"Let it go, come or not, and then make a decision" Zhao Xianzong's eyes were so deep that people couldn't see any thoughts.

"Friendly forgiveness, let's do it!"

Looking at Chen Youliang and Zhao Xianzong, who was leaving, his eyes hesitated, if Xu Shouhui came this time, it would not be difficult to kill him with the tens of millions of sects that came after him. But if you don't come, you have to consider whether to give up Chen Youliang. The son of luck who has not grown up, is it worth investing in himself?

It is easy to assassinate Xu Shouhui with his current skills, but how can he get out of the cottage of tens of thousands of people after he kills him? Putting these aside, Xu Shouhui's luck at this moment is the strongest, will his own action cause a rebound in the plane?

With Zhou Zhiruo's experience, Zhao Xianzong finally chose to borrow the hand of others.

In the past three days, the rest of the Wanzong Sect came one after another under the leadership of Duan Sandao, and under Chen Youliang's arrangement, they all hid in Chaoyang City in disguise.

Chaoyang City, this city is located at the foot of Taihang Mountain, which was originally the lair of the original White Lotus Sect, and later became one of the main cities of the current Red Turban Army with the unveiling of the rebel army. A river runs through the city, dividing the small town in two. The two separate cities should have drunk the same river water, but at this moment, there are many factions in the city.

Today is the day when Zhao Xianzong invited Xu Shouhui to a banquet, and Chen Youliang released the news a few days ago, so whether Xu Shouhui comes or not today, other righteous armies will always come.

Zhao Xianzong destroyed the Haisha Gang a few months ago, although he was not as famous in the rebel army as Jianghu. But it is also prestigious, not to mention the thousands of disciples in his hands, just to say that after taking over the Haisha Gang, there are countless money, these are what these righteous soldiers want, as long as they can get the support of the Ten Thousand Sects, the starting point will undoubtedly be much higher.

"On the order of the King of Qin, I have come to meet the master" The banquet had not yet begun, and representatives of the rebels from all walks of life came one after another.

"On the orders of the King of Yue, I have seen the master of the door" are all very famous, but in fact, some are just small thieves with mercenaries but no more than 100 people.

On the Taihang Mountain Road, hundreds of people are slowly descending along the mountain road.

"General, there is no good banquet today, I'm afraid it's a banquet in the Hongmen! The general thinks twice!" Xu Shouhui said with a cautious face on a scribe's side.

Hearing this, Xu Shouhui looked back at the dozens of unfamiliar faces hidden among the sergeants. A ruthless look appeared in his eyes: "Hongmen Banquet? Hmph! I, Xu Shouhui, am not that Liu Bang! If I really help me today, it's fine, if I have bad intentions! I'll let him know Xu's methods! Go!"

After speaking, without waiting for the scribe to react, with a wave of his big hand, everyone headed towards Chaoyang City under the mountain.