Just as Nasa was thinking, the adjutant's voice came from outside the door: "Marshal, there is movement in the enemy camp opposite, and there are signs of marching." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Send scouts, pay close attention to the movements of the enemy, gather the generals above the division commander, discuss matters in the general's palace, well, inform His Royal Highness the Prince, come to discuss the matter", Nasa's face was solemn, and without thinking, he gave an order. The General's Mansion is the place where the generals of the leading troops hold combat meetings.

A quarter of an hour later, the commanders of the regiments and divisions of the various corps handed over military affairs to the adjutants, and they all arrived at the general's palace.

Dressed in the armor of cold light, Marshal Nasa arrived at the general's mansion, glanced around, and after seeing that the generals were all in place, he asked everyone to sit down and sat on the main seat himself, while the crown prince Feng Qianfu sat on the side and did not participate in the discussion.

"Everyone, I think I know the enemy's movements better than you, it seems that it is time for war, what do you think?", Nasa looked at the general in front of him.

The commander of the Sixth Army stood up and said, "Marshal, although the number of armies of the enemy and our side is about the same, in terms of combat strength, I am afraid that our side is more than a step behind."

"Cowardice before you fight, coward!", listening to the words of the commander of the Sixth Legion, the grumpy commander of the Third Legion began to scold.

"You ・・・・・", the commander of the Sixth Legion looked indignant, pointing to the commander of the Third Legion.

Seeing this, the commander of the Fourth Legion interrupted the words of the commander of the Sixth Legion, looked at Nasa, and said: "No, as a general, you should see the gap between us and the enemy. There is indeed a gap in strength between us and the enemy, so the last general feels that he should ask His Majesty for reinforcements."

Looking at the generals, Nasa said, "Well, do you have any other opinions?"

No one stood up to speak, they all exchanged ears below. Seeing this, Nasa sighed secretly in his heart, how many qualified generals are there in the Heigang Principality.

Seeing the people in the lower seat whispering, Nasa coughed lightly, which made the general's mansion quiet. He directly commanded: "The third, twelfth, and sixteenth legions, with seven more temporary legions, on the left side, relying on Gushan City to form a defense, and the fourth, seventh, and seventeenth legions, leading eight temporary legions, on the right side, relying on Qushang City for defense." Ben Marshal led the Black Cloud Legion, the Sixth and Tenth Legions, and ten Provisional Legions to defend the city of Biling Ruhr."

"Alright, that's all for this meeting, let's go down and make arrangements, the quartermaster stays", Nasa rubbed his forehead.

When the generals left, Nasa said, "How much grain and grass do you have?"

"Well・・・・・・ there is only one and a half months of grain and grass left", squeaked and whined for a long time before the quartermaster spoke.

With an ugly face, Nasa waved his hand: "Go down, go down."

After a long time, Nasa raised his head, his face was a little grim, and said, "Adjutant, you go and invite Cangzi Shang to my marshal's mansion as a guest."

・・・・・・・・

At noon, the town of Shatu.

Yanhuang Auction House, all the guests who returned to raise the magic core have already arrived, and the three kings, the two major families, and the royal family have all prepared enough magic cores.

"My lord, the time is up," the Eighth-Order Base soldier said to the man in front of him, covered in flames.

The flames on his body slowly disappeared, and he opened his eyes and commanded lightly: "Well, you go down and make arrangements, pay attention, don't make any mistakes." I'll warn the people below."

"Yes, my lord," the Eighth Order Base soldier bowed and left the room.

Survival is to squint his eyes, and his eyes seem to be projected outside the town through thousands of things, and he says: "It's a guest from afar, come in and have a drink."

Outside the town, in a dense forest, on a stone platform, the cross-legged old man suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Shatu Town, and after hearing it clearly, he got up and bowed slightly, and his figure slowly disappeared.

After making tea, Survival looked at the old man in blue who appeared in front of him, and said with a light smile: "Friend, meet again, please sit."

With a slight salute, the old man in blue sat down.

"Please drink tea and see how my craft is", Survival poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of the old man in blue.

The old man in blue nodded, picked up the teacup, sipped it lightly, reminisced about it, and said: "Clean and elegant, the aroma is light and thin, which can make + people's hearts calm, which is rare."

"Hehe", Survival also took a sip, and said: "I am a foreign deacon of the Yanhuang clan, Survival, who is Your Excellency?"

"Deacon Survival, I am the third ancestor of the Feng family", the old man in blue also said his identity.

"Oh, the Third Ancestor of the Feng Family, then why did you come this time?", Survival nodded, and asked the purpose of the old man in blue.

The old man in blue didn't hide it, and said directly: "This time I came here for the holy beast skeleton." I have been in the Sanctuary for nearly a hundred years, and now I don't have a holy weapon, I want to shoot the skeleton of the holy beast back and forge it into a holy weapon, even if it is a half-holy weapon."

Survival was a little surprised: "A hundred years, no weapons at hand?".

The tone was flat, and the old man in blue said: "Holy weapons, materials are rare, ninth-order forging masters are even rarer, and the probability of success is still low." It's even more difficult to get a holy artifact."

With a lot of thoughts in his head, he said, "Then I wish you to obtain the Holy Beast Skeleton." Alas, if you had said it earlier, I could have called the shots and sold it to you directly at the market price, but now you have seen it, and it is impossible to take it down from the auction table."

"It's okay, I believe that in the Heigang Principality, no one can compare to my Feng family", the old man in blue didn't care, as the Heigang royal family, he did have this capital.

Hehe, maybe, survival smiled silently in his heart, and said: "Come, drink tea, and wait for good news."

"Hmm", the old man in blue chatted absentmindedly with survival on the one hand, and on the other hand, he divided a touch of mental power, paying attention to the results of the auction.

Survival didn't pay attention to chatting, and now Survival was thinking about where to get some holy beast skeletons and trade with the Heigang Principality. Get the magic core of the Heigang Principality, replace it with base soldiers, and then use it to devour the Heigang Principality.

According to the information that Survival understands, the forging time of third-order weapons takes half a day. And what the dwarven third-order forging master said, the more high-level the weapon, the longer it will take, and he heard from the elders of the clan that the forging of holy weapons is calculated on a monthly basis.

Even if the materials for forging the holy weapon are exchanged for the Principality of Heigang, and when the Principality of the Sacred Weapon is forged, it will be a few months later, and at that time, the Principality of Heigang has long been destroyed by His Majesty who is in a hurry, and there is no such thing as an enemy.

While the two were drinking tea, the auction was also going on.

The old auctioneer stood on the stage, his face was full of red light, and said loudly: "The last one is a ten-cubic-meter storage ring, the reserve price remains the same, it is still three seventh-order magic cores, and the price increase is not less than one sixth-order magic core each time, please bid."

"Five seventh-order demon cores", a crisp female voice came from the eighth box.

Everyone was stunned, this price has risen too fast, and it has directly reached the final price of the previous auction.

The auctioneer was also stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said: "This ten-cubic-meter storage ring is the last one in this auction, please seize the opportunity."

After waiting for a while, there was still no one to bid, and seeing that the auction was about to be cold, the auctioneer said, "No one bids?" The five seventh-order demon cores are the first・・・・・ second・・・・・・・・・ third!

Ten 10 cubic storage rings, all of which were auctioned.

The waiter came to the stage with a ring, the ring was silver-white, and the carved pattern on it was a tiger-shaped pattern, and the tiger roared, which was very exquisite.

Pointing to the storage ring, the old auctioneer said: "This storage ring, when forging, consumed a large amount of Naxu stone, and the forger spent a lot of effort and took more than half a month to complete the forging."

"This storage ring, the size of the space: fifty cubic meters!".

"Naxu stones are extremely rare, and storage rings are even rarer, and 50 cubic meters of storage rings can be used as a treasure for the inheritance of the family. This is the collection of Yanhuang Auction House for decades, and there may not be such a large storage ring in the future."

"The preciousness of this thing, as we all know, is not much to say about old decay."