The White Emperor City is bounded by the main line of the central axis of the city, and the south of the central axis is the territory of Wenyuan, and the north of the central axis is the territory of Wei Jihuai.

In the night, the two areas at this moment are obviously different, the area to the south is noisy and unusually bright at the moment, the lights are bright, and the two fire dragons in the dark are quickly gathering in the southwest direction, while in the north it is pitch black, revealing this strange quiet.

In the area to the north, a burly man in battle armor sitting on top of a high tower stared coldly at the noise of lights in front of him, and behind this man stood Wei Keshu and a dozen men and women in battle armor.

There was excitement in the burly man's eyes, and two converging fire dragons were reflected in his pupils, and suddenly the man's voice was relieved in the silence, "My son is talented." ”

The remaining dozen men and women in battle armor looked at Wei Keshu when they heard this, and there was a hint of admiration in their eyes.

That's right, this burly man is Wei Keshu's father, Wei Jihuai, and the dozen men and women behind him are the backbone of the Wei family's army.

And Wei Keshu didn't have a happy face when he got his father's admiration and all the respectful eyes, but there was a worry on his face.

；“ Father, I think it's a little weird!"

Wei Jihuai, who was immersed in the joy of being about to occupy the entire White Emperor City, heard Wei Keshu's words, and asked, "What's weird?"

；“ Didn't Dad think it was all going too well? Everything was going according to our wishes. ”

Of course, Wei Jihuai knew what Wei Keshu meant, but Wei Jihuai didn't think there was anything wrong, so he smiled; ”

Wei Keshu had doubts in his heart, but he couldn't think of any of them for a while, to put it bluntly, he was just an inexplicable feeling, so he didn't say anything anymore, and he had to send the arrow on the string, but Wei Keshu's face was tense.

Time passed slowly, and the two fire dragons had converged, and the three legions of the Wen family converged to form a sea of fire in this huge White Emperor City.

The four of Zi Yu who were in the sea of fire were already covered in blood, they didn't know how many lives they had on their hands, and they had gone from the disgust of killing at the beginning to the numbness now.

Purple Feather turned into an ice crystal body and swam in the sea of people, and the place where it passed was immediately covered with frost, and a soldier with a fresh life just now turned into countless ice sculptures, and Pu, Situ Hongyi, the flames of one to Yang and One to Yin in their hands raged in the crowd, touching it and turning into ashes, and the only idiot who was sober was only Xiao Cai, looking at the ordinary soldiers who were killed by their ruthless harvesters, Xiao Cai's heart was sad.

He already felt that something was wrong, it had been two hours since they had killed the barracks, but they had not seen a single monk with a talent rune, there were just endless ordinary soldiers, this was completely unreasonable, even if there was no general with a talent rune in the army, the only explanation was that someone had already expected their actions this time, so the removal of the monk with the talent rune was expected, so it meant that there must be some conspiracy here.

In the face of an unknown conspiracy, the only thing to do now is to retreat, but the sea of people in front of them is dragging them to death.

If this continues, although it will be a temporary worry about their lives, it will be the time when they will eventually be exhausted.

Wenfu, at this time, tens of thousands of soldiers gathered in the Wenfu gathered in a uniform on the huge open space in the mansion, these people are not like ordinary people, at a glance, you can know that these people are the monks with talent runes in the Wen army.

Looking at the army of tens of thousands of monks in front of him, Wen Yuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "How is the situation now?"

After Wen Yuan's words fell, a person stepped forward, "General Bing, those four people are already besieged in the army as expected, and they will not be able to get out for a while. ”

Wen Yuan nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, but you can withdraw the army when the time is right, after all, they have the grace to me." ”

；“ No!"

Wen Yuan then asked, "Is there any news of Wen Ruo?"

Then one person stepped forward;" Lord Wen Ruo did not reply. ”

Wen Yuan heard this, there was a look of worry in his eyes, and he looked at the sparse starry sky in the distance, and Wen Yuan muttered to himself, "My son Wen Xu hopes that you can arrive in time to help be his father." ”

On the tower, as time passed, Wei Keshu's mind slowly relaxed, he no longer thought about some things that made him feel weird, more worried about the four of Ziyu, this time using the four of Ziyu, Wei Keshu felt guilty about the four of them in his heart, at this moment the four of them had been in Beiwei for more than an hour, but his father did not order the troops for a long time.

Wei Keshu couldn't help but say, "Father's time is almost over, this is the time to send troops, don't miss it!"

Wei Jihuai nodded, "It's time." ”

Hearing this, Wei Keshu's heart was relieved, but before he could put down his heart, he heard his father continue, "The whole army obeys the order of the Art of War!"

"No!"

After the dozen generals behind him received the order, they left quickly.

；“ Father!" Wei Keshu really didn't expect his father to come to his hand, and in Wei Keshu's design, he should now be surrounded and annihilated by the scattered Wen family's army, but his father did order the Art of War and the Wen Mansion.

As a father, Wei Jihuai, of course, saw his son's thoughts, and his face sank, and said, "Let go of your poor sympathy! There is no sympathy in the barren sky, and this is even more true of the current foal dragon." The current Wenfu does not have a large army to guard, it is completely exposed in front of the army, capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as the Wen Yuan Wen family army is killed, it will naturally be self-defeating, let the four of them play their last value, wouldn't it be a good thing to have them drag the Wen family army. ”

After speaking, Wei Jihuai didn't care about his son's reaction, and his figure disappeared in front of Wei Keshu in a flash.

What Wei Jihuai could think of, as the planner of the plan, Wei Keshu didn't think that the strategy of capturing the thief and capturing the king first was undoubtedly the best way, but Wei Keshu didn't choose it this way, he chose the next strategy, and what made him choose this way was nothing more than the sympathy that Wei Jihuai just said, but now Wei Keshu doesn't choose the best strategy doesn't mean that Wei Jihuai doesn't choose.

Compassion may not be applicable to this world as Wei Jihuai said, but a hundred people have the idea of a hundred people, Wei Keshu is undoubtedly one of them, Wei Keshu agrees with his father's statement, but he disagrees with his father's approach, Wei Keshu's heart does not allow him to make the same choice as his father.

Perhaps there is only this last bit of conscience left in this world, and Wei Keshu is understandably a part of this last bit of conscience.

After being silent for a long time, Wei Keshu raised his head, and then quickly walked towards the sea of fire in the southwest.