Wei An Guozhi knows that the two people in front of him both have the potential of martial arts.

Therefore, he also treated Zhang Baisui and Jiang Chen with a relatively equal attitude, knowing everything and saying everything, and said:

"The demon Zhonglang General is an ancient martial arts road that has been born during the period of Zhou Tianzi, and many male soldiers in Kyushu refer to this way to a greater or lesser extent."

Jiang Chen nodded yes.

The birth of Kyushu martial arts is that Zhou Tianzi divided the princes, because the north and south of the river, the east and west styles are different, and the monsters born are also very different.

Therefore, the princes of various places have also continued to explore ways to fight against local demons for a long time, and in the end, with the demon Zhonglang as the reference object, they have differentiated the nine most powerful martial arts.

Wei Anguo continued:

"There are many martial arts in Kyushu, and you can forcibly turn the demon general, and at the order of the Son of Heaven, guard the family and country, and eliminate the demons!"

"And the source of its power is also many monsters, either tame the monsters for their own use, or, kill them and turn into spiritual beast phantoms."

"The latter's method is to learn from the ghost spells possessed by the tigers, and in turn imprison the souls of the monsters."

Jiang Chen nodded, and said clearly:

"The many fierce beasts you have summoned before are all monsters that you have killed in the past hundred years."

"But you haven't killed a demon at the level of a demon marquis, so you lack a powerful means to fight against the real martial marquis?"

In short, this is a type of martial arts with a high upper limit and a low lower limit.

If you can kill several demon marquis, you must be the strongest among the martial marquis, and one person can form an army.

But if you deal with ordinary demon beasts every day, then you are just an ordinary martial artist, more than the upper and lower than the bottom.

Wei Anguo sighed:

"In Kyushu, except for a few dragon creatures lurking in the depths of the rivers, the demons that have reached the level of demon marquis have long been killed."

"In the past hundred years, the only demon marquis I have seen is the original Colorful Snake King."

"At the beginning, I deliberately cooperated with Sect Elder Luo, and I was also looking for an opportunity, trying to take advantage of this opportunity to kill the Colorful Snake Monarch first."

"It's a pity that it didn't work out."

Jiang Chen smiled.

At that time, the soul of the Colorful Snake Monarch had already been transferred to the body of Captain Feng Wu, and he couldn't wait for Wei Anguo to recover his qi and blood, right?

So he took the initiative to change the topic and said with a smile:

"Since there are peacock gods and colorful snakes in the Western Regions, then, Jiaozhou in the extreme south, grasslands in the north, as well as the deep sea and Penglai Islands, there should still be some monsters at the level of demon marquis."

Of course –

There is another sentence, Jiang Chen is inconvenient to say:

The kingdom is about to perish, and there will be demons!

In a few years, there will be monsters all over Kyushu!

Wei Anguo is full of confidence in the David Wu Dynasty, thinking that the "Blood Turban Army" is just a temporary disaster, but Jiang Chen is very sure that the troubled times will come!

The current "Blood Turban Army Rebellion" can be regarded as an appetizer at best, or "a precursor to the king".

What the Blood Turban Army did, thinking from the perspective of the whole of Kyushu, only smashed the official system in some places and eliminated some elite forces loyal to the emperor, and the local forces that could really threaten the imperial power were still in a dormant state, waiting for the right time, place and people.

In Jiang Chen's opinion.

Whether it is Sima Lao Thief, or many martial marquis in Kyushu, or even some other forces, I am afraid that ...... are all waiting for the old emperor to die!

Wei Anguo didn't know what Jiang Chen was thinking, nodded and smiled:

"When this battle is over, I'll pack my things and go to sea."

"I heard that thousands of miles east of the Bohai Sea, there is a country named Dongying, countless demon gods, and two top monsters, the Golden Crow and the Eight Great Snakes."

"There, it's the paradise of the demon general!"

While the three of them were talking, the tips of their ears moved slightly, and they heard the sound of the ground trembling.

Zhang Baisui explained with a smile:

"It's okay, it's Xiliang Iron Ride!"

"A few days ago, I met the assassin general of Wuwei County, Xin Longzi, this person is very strong, and he has also fought with that demon monk for a few rounds."

But at this moment, a loud voice came from afar:

"Captain Jiang, it's better to be famous than to meet, your strength is three points stronger than General Ben imagined...... Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager! ”

As soon as the words fell, Xin Longzi, the general of the assassin history, led a thousand Xiliang iron horsemen, galloped on horseback, and rushed to the village of Daiduosi.

Jiang Chen fixed his eyes.

This person is tall, about ten feet tall, with a Chinese face, a big belly, and the appearance of a general.

Anyone who sees it will feel that this person is loyal and patriotic.

In fact.

He really is......

Xin Longzi turned over and dismounted, first thanked him, and then informed the generals of the Qingzhou Army who were present about the situation of the Liangzhou Army:

"There are frequent changes in the northern grasslands, there are at least 3,000 Liangzhou iron cavalry, and 3,000 foot soldiers, who need to guard the border at all times, so General Li, who is in charge of guarding the pass, is unwilling to rush out of the customs and go south to sweep up the thieves and ......."

"The same is true for the Jizhou Iron Army, always on guard against the grassland, it is difficult to come to help, but if it really comes to a dangerous situation, it will inevitably ask for an order to leave the state."

"The remaining 3,000 cavalry in Liangzhou, as well as 7,000 foot soldiers, are divided into three parts."

"General Ben has 1,000 cavalry and 3,000 foot soldiers to guard Wuwei County."

"Zhangye's vassal country is the former Xiaoyue clan, as well as a small number of old Hun people, with 1,000 iron cavalry and 2,000 foot soldiers."

"The remaining 1,000 cavalry, as well as 2,000 foot soldiers, are deeply influenced by the Li family in Longxi, and most of them are scattered in various counties, and they will not be mobilized for the time being on the grounds of defending the place......

Listening to Xin Longzi's description, Jiang Chen raised his forehead and sighed, he stabbed General Shi in a dignified manner, but he could only command a thousand iron cavalry and three thousand foot soldiers?

What "reluctance to rush south"?

What "defend the place"?

Excuse!

It's all excuses!

It is no wonder that the second [First Cause of Troubled Times] will fall in Liangzhou, where there is not only the phenomenon of familyization, but also warlords and mixed-race Hu people.

Now.

The already barren land still needs to squeeze out a large amount of military rations to supply to the Qingzhou army in the far Western Regions to fight abroad.

Such a background is simply a breeding ground for the cultivation of rebel forces.

Think of it.

Jiang Chen raised his head and looked at the tall Xin Longzi, his eyes were mixed with a trace of sympathy, and he said secretly:

"It is not easy for General Xin to maintain his limited strength so far."

And at this time.

Xin Longzi also looked at the young Jiang Chen, wondering if this person was the lover of his dreams, phew...... Azure Wolf in a dream.

Therefore, take the initiative to ask:

"General Ben heard that you already know the secret base camp of the Blood Turban Army, in the direction of your current march, it is Jiuquan County?"

Jiang Chen nodded and said succinctly:

"It's Ranquan Mountain."

When Xin Longzi heard this, he couldn't help frowning:

"This mountain range is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but there is one point, which is extremely deadly, that is, although it has a spring word, but in fact, it has been dried up for hundreds of years, and it has dried up, and the grass and trees have withered, so in these years, all departments in Liangzhou have rarely paid attention to this."

"Without water, how can we supply the thieves?"

…………

Jiuquan County, Ranquan Mountain.

In the midst of the rubble, a depression suddenly shoots out a splash of water at a height of a few feet, and then gradually stabilizes, forming a spring.

"Out of the water!"

One of the anti-thieves shouted in surprise, and the rest of the people also showed a look of joy, and after all, this was already the fifteenth spring.

Everyone was half surprised and half delighted, and they talked one after another:

"The general is really the true dragon emperor, and with a finger of his hand, a spring will be born!"

"With these springs, our brothers can hide in the mountains for a long time, even if they are exposed, can it be that they can not become Xiliang Iron Cavalry, and they can still enter the mountains to fight? Hahahaha. ”

"Yes, this is the God Bless Blood Turban Army!"

"When the general seizes the world, our brothers will be the lord of Yujing City, and they will be the masters!"

Listening to everyone's praise as if they didn't want money, Wang Ganju walked by with his hands in his hands, and he was also full of pride.

Who would have thought that the Ranquan Mountain, which had been depleted for a hundred years, would gradually give birth to an underground dark river?

This kind of geographical advantage is the key to the development of the Blood Turban Army so far, but it has never been extinguished.

"As for the time ...... the day"

Wang Ganju looked up, and under the deep night, the stars of the troubled times shone with blood-golden light.

It also happened to be at this time, several vigorous eagles soared by, taking in the scene below.

…………

Hearing Xin Longzi's questioning, Jiang Chen still maintained his attitude and said conclusively:

"General, since the last general has identified this place, he is naturally a little sure."

"Oh?"

Xin Longzi raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"Do you dare to make a military order?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and said calmly:

"The only person who can make the last general make a military order is the commander of the Qingzhou Army."

Xin Longzi just said casually, thought about it for a while, decided to believe the Azure Wolf in his dream, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, that general, I'll accompany you and the Qingzhou army!"

Then.

Wei Anguo laughed:

"General Xin doesn't have to hesitate, I learned from Jiang Chen that after the Blood Turban Army is located in Chaoquan Mountain, several eagles have been dispatched, calculate the time, it should be there."

Between words.

Several eagles soared in the night sky, fell quickly, and landed on Wei Anguo's shoulders, and then, their eyes were slightly dull, and they called out "唳~唳".

"Uh-huh, uh-huh?"

Wei Anguo seemed to be answering the phone, and he could understand the eagle's language completely, but as soon as he heard half of it, his face became much more solemn.

He said coldly:

"In Chaoquan Mountain, there is no trace of the life of thieves."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the generals present suddenly focused on Jiang Chen.

However.

Before Jiang Chen could explain, Zhang Baisui smiled and asked:

"Boy Jiang, do you know what is the other mysterious skill that Captain Wilderness has obtained after his medicinal properties are perfected?"

Jiang Chen hesitated and guessed:

"Feng Shui?"

"Yes, it's the art of Feng Shui!"

Zhang Baisui successfully satisfied the preference of being a good teacher, and immediately took a seven-star step, pinched his fingers, and said loudly:

"The old man understands."

As he spoke, he ordered the nine thousand Qingzhou troops to gather and line up in a tight array, and then took a few eagles and walked into the central position of the soldiers.

In a flash.

Surrounded by the blood of many soldiers, several eagles seemed to have returned to their souls, and they called eagles again.

This time, however, what they say is almost the opposite of what they said before.

The Blood Turban Army is in the depths of Chaotic Spring Mountain!