His eyes were bloodshot, and the wind did not move as he walked back and forth in the study, and suddenly spoke: "Commander of the secret guards, in one day, I need to know where the army attacking my country comes from, how many there are, and how strong it is, understand?"

"Subordinates receive orders", the commander of the secret guard who came out of the darkness is still not in a hurry.

Watching the commander of the secret guard leave, Feng Budong said to the outside of the room: "Come here, convene all the ministers to discuss it." After speaking, he didn't tidy up his clothes and left the study directly.

...............

Cang Daoqi arrived in the capital of Lanyue with the secret letter and handed the secret letter to Cang Daosheng.

After reading the secret letter, Cang Daosheng smiled and said, "Dodge, go and call Haiyi, Haitian, and Ziyi." The time has come for a snow country to be ashamed."

"Yes, Your Majesty", Cang Dodge left, and went to pick up the three of them in person.

A quarter of an hour later, Cangdodge returned, with three men standing beside him. Haiyi, the former marshal of the Principality of Lanyue, the current marshal Haitian, and Lin Ziyi of the Xiangguo.

"Let's all sit down", Cang Daosheng waved his hand, and when the four of them sat down, Cang Daosheng handed the secret letter in his hand to Hai Yi.

The secret letter was passed between the four of them, and after reading it, his breathing was a little short, and the old Hai Yi said: "Your Majesty, according to the deployment of the Yanhuang clan, one million soldiers are needed to divide into two routes, all the way to attack the Wuyong Palace, all the way to the south of Heigang, and to intercept the king of the south to aid Heigang City."

"That's true, and that's where I'm going to trouble my old fellow. In terms of Wuyong's palace, it will trouble the old man, and if you cut off the king of Dingnan, Marshal Haitian will be in charge", Cang Daosheng said with a ruddy face and a smile.

Haitian frowned and said, "Your Majesty, my Lanyue Principality only has more than two million troops. If a million are siphoned off, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the principality, after all, those villains who tend to be inflammatory, still have some power."

"No", Cang Daosheng shook his head and said, "The army of the principality will not move. The army commanded by the two of you belongs to the Yan and Huang clans. As for the moths in the principality, I also plan to clean them up, and I will leave this matter to Ziyi."

"The old minister must complete His Majesty's entrustment!", Lin Ziyi was very excited, for the group of people who ate their own principality, but helped the scourge of the Heigang principality, Lin Ziyi had long had the heart to cramp and pull out his bones.

Next to him, Hai Yi spoke: "500,000 soldiers, and the Yanhuang clan are attacking the Wuyong Palace, as long as the army sent by the Yanhuang clan is strong, then there is no problem." However, the army that went to intercept the king of Dingnan was only 500,000, and I am afraid that it would not be of much use."

"Hehe", Cang Daosheng smiled confidently and said, "Come, I'll let you see two people." As he spoke, he motioned to his personal guards.

The guards left, and soon walked in with two base soldiers in silver armor.

Cang Daosheng stood up and introduced: "These two are the commanders or corps commanders of the Seventh and Eighth Battle Armies of the Yanhuang Clan, and the two of them will tell you about the situation of the Yanhuang Clan's army."

"I've seen Your Majesty Lan Yue, I've seen you," the two commanders of the army saluted.

"Army commander, corps commander?", Haitian looked at the two army commanders, a little puzzled.

"Our army is not quite the same as your country's formation," the commander of the Seventh Army smiled.

"Oh", Haitian is not linguistic.

The two commanders of the war army sat down, and the commander of the seventh army said: "Everyone, I, the Yan and Huang clan, the army is composed of 500,000 soldiers, 100,000 divisions, and 10,000 war groups, not counting generals at all levels. Every soldier is a professional, a general at all levels, and the minimum strength is the fourth rank."

"How is it possible!", Haitian jumped up directly, the last time the million soldiers of the Yanhuang clan were all first-order professionals, which had shocked Haitian, and now a million first-order professional soldiers have run out, and, listening to the meaning of the commander of the seventh battle army, the army of the Yanhuang clan, the lowest-level soldiers, all have first-order strength, and if you want to become an officer, you need at least fourth-order strength.

"I really doubt that your Yanhuang clan is the royal family of a certain kingdom," Haitian said depressedly.

Hai Yi drank a cup of tea, calmed down the shock in his heart, and said: "Since the nobles have generals who lead the troops, why do you want to make a false position for the Duchy of Lanyue."

"Definitely", the commander of the Seventh Army shook his head, looked at the commander of the Eighth Army and said, "The two of us are only deputies, and the command is in the hands of the Principality of Lanyue."

Hai Yi was silent, not knowing whether what the other party said was true or false. Ban Xiang said: "Since the nobles are so sincere, the old man must do his best."

"There are two Laos", the commanders of the Seventh and Eighth Army Corps glanced at each other and smiled.

"Time is limited, two, take me to the army station to have a look", Hai Yi quickly entered the role, although he has been in the position for many years, but the military literacy has not fallen, and the soldiers still know it.

Bidding farewell to Emperor Lanyue, Haitian and the commander of the Eighth Army went to the southern part of the Duchy of Heigang to the border with the Duchy of Lanyue, and Hai Yi and the commander of the Seventh Army went to the western part of the Duchy of Heigang and the eastern part of the Duchy of Lanyue.

.........

On the second day after the battle, the Seventh Army had reached the city of Windy City, and the Eighth Army was sweeping the southern part of the Duchy of Heigang, blocking the way for the King of Dingnan to rescue Heigang City. The Fifth and Sixth Armies also approached Windy City, and the Third and Fourth Armies captured Gushan City and Qushang City, and were gathering troops to besiege Biling Ruer City. After the Second Army captured the city of Lordas, it moved closer to the direction of Sand City, and the First Army was storming Sand City.

Windy City, the palace of Wuyong.

The northern part of Heigang was attacked by mysterious forces, and King Wuyong immediately thought of the Yanhuang clan. Originally, he wanted the Yanhuang clan to help him take the throne of the Heigang Emperor, but he thought that the other party's goal was the entire Heigang Principality.

As soon as the incident happened, King Wu Yong's first reaction was to sit back and reap the profits, and ignore the letter for help that the wind did not move. But after sending someone to find out all the information, King Wuyong was not calm, the Yanhuang clan actually started a full-scale war, and Fengcheng was impressively on the route of the Yanhuang clan's army, and King Wuyong didn't think that the leading generals of the Yanhuang clan were road idiots, and there would be a situation where they would go the wrong way.

A strong enemy in the north is approaching, and the west is not calm.

Just as the Fifth and Sixth Armies were approaching Windy City, an army of 500,000 appeared in the direction of the Duchy of Lanyue, and the direction of advance was Windy City.

At this moment, King Wu Yong felt unprecedented pressure, and was a little irritable in his heart, and said to Feng Qianqu beside him: "Go and call your eldest brother."

"Yes, Father", Feng Qianqu looked at King Wu Yong's somewhat gloomy forehead and replied carefully.

Soon, Feng Qianqu and Feng Qianyu arrived, sitting in the lower position, and at the top of the hall, in addition to King Wuyong, there was also King Wuyong's uncle.

"Uncle, according to the news from the scouts, we have no chance of winning at all", King Wu Yong's fingers kept tapping on the handrail.

"Not at all?", the fat old man asked with a frown.

King Wuyong shook his head, his face was full of sadness, and said with a wry smile: "There is no chance at all, this time it is not only my Wuyong Palace, but even the Heigang Principality, it is difficult to preserve."

"Stay, or go?", the fat old man clenched his fists and said with a flat face.

"Let's go, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, with my uncle's strength, even if it is in a kingdom, my Wuyong Mansion can also have a certain status. The things here will be a long time coming, and I will be planning in the future", King Wu Yong said fiercely.

"Hmm", the fat old man's face is not very good, although he is a strong man in the middle of the Holy Domain, but in the face of hundreds of thousands of troops, he is also a place where he has been powerless to return to the sky and has survived for hundreds of years.

Thinking of this, the fat old man's fingers couldn't help but be embedded in the solid wood table.

"Alas~", when King Wu Yong saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and left with Feng Qianqu and Feng Qianyu, who were a little confused, leaving the fat old man sitting alone in the lobby.

King Wuyong ordered the city to be defended while sorting out the palace's belongings.