There was a wooden brocade box in the hole on the ground, Wang Daxia took it out and put it on his legs, opened the lid of the box, and placed a sheathed long sword inside.

When the sword is unsheathed, white light shines in all directions, shining in a radius of three feet.

"After six years of burying the sword, today, I finally see the sky again!"

When Wang Daxia arrived at Chen Shui's mansion, the mansion was full of people with immortal souls. The older ones had seen him, and they were all happy to see him.

"Wang Da, if you are willing to leave the vegetable garden, great things will be done!" The speaker was over fifty years old, and happily introduced other people to Wang Da. "When the Divine Soul Mountain was exterminated by the Zheng army, Wang Da was lucky to escape, and was taught martial arts by a master from outside the world, leading us to flee all the way from Zheng to Wei, how many masters were defeated under his sword, known as the Divine Soul Sword Saint!"

"Wang Da, you're finally here...... A middle-aged man forty miles away held Wang Da's hand tightly, very emotional. "Lao Chen was beaten to death on the street by the bullies in the city the year before last, Xiaoxi was robbed back to her house by the evil people outside the east last year, and Chen Shui rushed over to save her when she had already committed suicide by biting her tongue......"

Wang Da listened to the man's words, and his eyes gradually turned red.

"There are fewer and fewer people in my Tao, and the younger generation is not willing to believe in the will of the gods, some are working, some are farming for the landlord to earn a living, there are merchants and those who serve the fallen and powerful...... Even we are about to despair! Fortunately, the Divine Soul Immortal has finally appeared, and finally has instructions! Wang Da, among our people, you have the highest martial arts, and the war in the remote city depends on you to lead——"

"Rest assured, everyone! Back then, my Wang Da didn't know what the long sword in his hand could do, so he buried the sword in the countryside. Now that this long sword can do its best to revitalize the will of the divine soul, Wang Da will never lose what he has learned!" Wang Da said, and said to Chen Shui, "What do you need me to do?"

"The deputy general of Guancheng of the remote city and the Divine Soul Army is my person, but the lord of the city guard is loyal to the fallen monarch King Wei, and I need you to go to Guancheng and assist the deputy general of Guancheng to kill the main general and his henchmen in the event of an incident, so as to grasp the military power of Guancheng in one fell swoop and let the Divine Soul Army enter the pass. I have already arranged everything else, as long as the Divine Soul army enters the pass, the Wei army will be defeated!"

"Okay!" Wang Da received Chen Shui's letter into his arms, held his sword in his left hand, and strode out of the village, the long black silk hair as beautiful as a woman, fluttering in the snow wind.

Bu Jingxian, who was in Licheng, was very happy when he received Chen Shui's secret letter, and immediately ordered Zhao Ji to bring the letter to Zheng Guo. Ling Luo, who was waiting for the news, was also excited and happy when he received the letter. The Wei army was all pressed on the defense line of the remote city, making the war stalemate for a long time, and many people in the DPRK and China already thought that this kind of attrition battle was unwise, and proposed to strike the war with Wei.

King Zheng was unimpressed at first, but the long-lasting stalemate gradually made Zheng lose confidence, and the courtiers put pressure on him every time, saying how difficult the financial expenditure was.

If Zheng Jun could not make any further gains, King Zheng would also be forced to meet with the envoys of Wei who had been waiting for a long time in Zhengdu.

Ling Luo promised to send troops as agreed, and sent Zhao Ji back.

The strategist in the tent said, "Why did the Northern Jun take the initiative to give up the land in the east and south of Wei and our army?"

"Sir, do you think there's fraud in it?" Ling Ran asked quietly.

"Maybe the old man is too suspicious, and he is only afraid that Beijun will collude with Wei. ”

Someone in the tent laughed and said, "Sir, the Divine Soul Army also occupies the land of the Wei State, how can the Wei State be willing to collude with it? I don't think that Beijun will be so unwise. ”

"What the old man is worried about is that the Fear Soul Army pretended to cooperate with the Wei army, and tricked our army into fighting to the death with the Wei army, while they took advantage of the fishermen and seized the remote cities!"

The opponent was silent, and all the generals in the tent looked at each other, and they were all worried about what he said.

Seeing this, Ling Luo couldn't help but smile.

"Sir's concerns are not unreasonable, but Mr. knows very little about Beijun. Beijun contributes a lot and would rather make less profits, because he is seeking long-term benefits and seeking momentum!"

"The old man is stupid, and I ask the letter marquis to give me some advice. ”

"The gentleman is too modest, and he doesn't dare to give advice. The foundation of the seven strong is deep, if our army can't hit Wei hard this time, let Wei get a chance to breathe or the envoys of Wei say that Qi State, Chen State, South Korea, and the Black Wolf Army will help and put pressure. Then if you want to go all out to send troops to Wei, it will be in vain, and the continuous war between the countries will inevitably continue. Beijun knew that if the Divine Soul Army occupied the fertile land of Wei, he would definitely be attacked by our army, and the Zhou State was far away from Licheng Mountain and Long River, so it could not be saved at all, and the Divine Soul Army could only fight alone. However, the Divine Soul Army was not well trained, and with the help of our army's offensive, it was able to break through the cities of Wei one after another, and its own strength was not enough to compare with our army or the regular army of Wei. At that time, we will definitely be defeated by our army, and the land we have gained will be lost, not to mention the loss of the land, and we will suffer heavy losses as a result. ”

"What Xinhou said is reasonable, so what is the so-called seeking power?"

Ling Luo smiled and said, "The land of Wei State, Beijun has no intention of taking it for a long time, obviously Beijun's purpose is still in the Zhou State and the land of the Black Wolf Clan. The foundation of the seven strong is stable, the people have a sense of belonging, and there is a continuous foundation to replenish troops in every war. However, the population of the Zhou State was small, and it was not easy to replenish the loss of troops, let alone expand the army on a large scale. Therefore, what Beijun wants to rely on is the huge foundation of the immortal soul, and when the soul army provokes our army to use troops against Wei, it is impossible for our army to stop its momentum. The Northern Monarch longed for the destruction or heavy damage of the Wei State in order to cause the general situation of the world to be violently turbulent, and at the same time, the Divine Soul Army needed to maintain an invincible and glorious image, so as to become a role model, prompting many Immortal Soul people in the world who had not yet made chaos to join the chaotic army. In this way, it doesn't matter if the land of Wei is lost, and the Northern Monarch will have an endless supply of troops. This is the momentum that Beijun wants, Beijun wants the Wei State to be destroyed, and he wants the Divine Soul Army to become the undisputed leader of the chaotic army with an invincible attitude. ”

"The letter marquis is high, the old man admires!"

Ling Luo smiled disapprovingly and waved his hand, "Sir, too modest." Beijun was scheming and knew the general trend, so he forbearably watched the changes in the situation. The gentleman didn't know anything about him, so naturally he couldn't think of this. ”

"In this case, the Divine Soul Army will definitely become a great enemy in the future, and it should be tried to prevent it. ”

"Sir really thinks long-term, Ben Hou has ordered someone to bring a secret letter to the king not long after the Divine Soul Army uprising, and the king has also adopted Ben Hou's idea. Now that all the people in the Immortal Soul in Zheng Guo have been controlled, they have no chance to make trouble. After a while, it is said that the emperor will expel these people from the country, as long as the immortal soul does not cause chaos in Zheng Guo, no matter where they make trouble, it will be beneficial and harmless to Zheng Guo. Sir, think that's safe?"

"Old man - really obeyed the Marquis of Xin! Zheng Guo has a Marquis of Xin, which is really a great fortune for the country!"

All the generals in the tent echoed one after another, and they all felt in their hearts that Zuo Shu had a son like this, and he really did not disgrace his prestige.

Ling Luo was also very relieved to see this, he was too young, and when he first arrived in Dongguan City, many generals did not think so, thinking that it was too child's play for King Zheng to hand over such a major matter to him. To this day, he always reminds himself that he never dares to be arrogant and arrogant if he does not understand anything related to military affairs, and he must humbly ask the generals for details and experienced veterans, and he is not afraid that others will laugh at him for being ignorant. Therefore, there was no mistake, and with his resourcefulness, he convinced the officers and men in the army one after another, and slowly became a real commander.

When he walked out of the big tent, Ling Luo felt physically and mentally exhausted. Although he had long been prepared to play for Zheng Guo, he did feel tired over the years. He didn't have time to practice many of the stunts of the gods, he only practiced the mental method and some of the stunts he liked to use, and if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been caught up by Yue Fei.

When he was in Beiling Mountain, Ling Luo was most devoted to the cultivation of martial arts, and it was impossible to leave Beiling Mountain as single-mindedly as he was at that time. This often makes him nostalgic for the time when he was in the mountains.

When he passed the Great Tent of July, he hesitated for a moment, but it was over.

The disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect outside the tent hurriedly reported, and after a while, the July inside said a request.

After the Flying Immortal Sect obtained those ancient secrets, one of the manuscripts was given to Wuzun Qiyue, but she also needed to be responsible for the activities of the Flying Immortal Sect's masters in the Wei State, so she temporarily stayed in the military camp in order to discuss the war with Ling Luo. Ling Luo came over often, and more and more often, more and more often.

When she entered the tent, she saw July sitting at the table, holding her face with one hand, watching the red grunt that she pushed with her hand roll to the edge of the table and block it with her hand.

"Do you still want to play?"

"It's fun, it's fun, and then it's going to turn around. The red grunt cried out for joy and was propelled and rolled by July, and the two round eyeballs on it spun faster than its body.

Ling Luo couldn't help but smile.

The other side of July is like this, like an innocent woman who doesn't know what sorrow is. I especially like Gollum Fruit, and it is rare to stay in the big tent without Gollum Fruit's company.

There are also two grunts on the table, one purple and one blue.

Looking at the red fruit turning happily, I couldn't help but shout: "I want to turn too, I want to turn too!"

The red fruit seemed to be a little confused, its eyes glazed over, and its mouth was dripping with juice. July held the fruit in his arms with one hand, and pushed the two screaming fruits to roll left and right on the table with the other.

Seeing Ling Luo sitting quietly looking at himself, Qiyue raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Xinhou sit down for a while, the red fruit has turned seven rounds, don't let these two fruits turn enough for seven rounds, they will be noisy, and the people who will be noisy can't be quiet." ”

"Probably not. ”

The two fruits rolling on the table gradually became dizzy, and finally turned seven rounds, and July hugged them together and kissed the purple fruit that flowed the most juice at that moment.

The fruit recovered in a moment, and shouted hurriedly, "Eat me, I'm fast, I'm fast! ”

July licked the juice that flowed from the fruit's mouth, frowned, and said, "Little liar, sour." The fruit immediately did not squeak, its eyes rolled a few times, and it looked at the blue fruit and said, "Then you eat it and eat me at the same time." It's even more delicious!"

(To be continued)