"Do you think you're in a safe place right now?"

Zhao Ning never felt that he was safe, although the crown prince did not want to kill Zhao Ning yet, but that was based on the fact that the Holy Emperor was still alive. However, King Liang, who was very good, did not support him, but instead came to support Zhaoning, which Zhaoning couldn't figure out. Zhao Ning didn't have this idea for a while. Once Zhaoning and the crown prince fight, it will inevitably cause a split in the court, and it will be the Heavenly Sage who will be destroyed, the country will be weakened, and the people will suffer.

"Well, since you don't have that plan now, I won't say it. In this battle, you stay by my side first, although the Heavenly Saint Legion and the Vermilion Bird Legion are both there, but if you swagger on the battlefield, the pseudo-saints on the opposite side will kill you. ”

Zhao Ning shook his hand and said that he was not afraid, but his face was full of indifference.

"I said you kid, you're not afraid of the Holy Realm, but you're still afraid of the prince?"

"I'm afraid of splitting, don't you know why Qianyuan is weak?"

"If you can have this thought, it can be regarded as a hard work in vain."

After walking for a while, the two talked about the battlefield of the Sedum Kingdom again.

"Then Cui Shikai is really that powerful?"

"It's a character, I guess with his state of mind and perseverance, I'm afraid he can go to the next level."

One level higher? Isn't that a holy realm? Although there is a holy realm in the Shangjing Heavenly Kingdom now, but he is very old, if Cui Shikai becomes a holy realm, it will be extremely unfavorable to the empire, at least the Annan Protectorate must send a holy king to sit in charge.

Nowadays, the empire has formed a balance with the Qianyuan Empire and the Shangjing Heavenly Kingdom, and although there are major wars from time to time, this balance has not been broken. The front line against Qianyuan was dominated by two holy kings; There is no holy king in the southwest; In addition to the king of Changping, who returned to Beijing to report on his work, there should be three holy kings in the imperial capital; There are three holy kings in Shenguan and one holy king in Beihai. The three kings of the imperial capital are sitting in Chang'an to watch the changes in the world.

"And what does the Central Council think?"

"Let him go." "What!" "If he becomes a holy realm, he will subvert the court of the Shangjing Heavenly Kingdom, which will only make the Shangjing Heavenly Kingdom's civil and military affairs even more separated. Besides, if the military general is out of the Holy Realm, it is not certain what the reaction of the Holy Realm of the Shangjing Royal Family will be, so why should the empire care. ”

It seems that the Holy Realm is not omnipotent, at least he Cui Shikai may only be able to sit in Jingcheng if he becomes the Holy Realm.

However, Zhao Ning has some pity for this general who is in the upper scene, which is a dilapidated house that cannot tolerate any changes at all. If you don't move, you will die; If you move, you will die. The Heavenly Sage is eyeing at the side, there is the Qianyuan Khanate in the north, and it is not Cui Shikai in the west, and the Jingtian Kingdom may not even be able to defeat the Sabbath Country. If you want to come to the three heroes in the world, Shangjingguo is completely relying on the foundation of your ancestors to survive.

When Zhaoning left the Duhu Mansion, he found that Zhang Xun was waiting for him not far away.

"Your Highness." "Commander Zhang, why are you here? I haven't gone back yet, so I'm waiting for me, hahaha. "Your Highness, I am waiting for Your Highness to return to the barracks together." "Okay, let's go together."

The two walked side by side, chatting from time to time about Saibei's experience and his own views on the battle.

"Your Highness, in my opinion, Your Highness should not participate in this battle."

"How's that going to work?" "I don't know what's going on now, but the whole city knows that His Highness is going to war." "So what." "Your Highness, I suspect that you are here to fight—the bait of this battle is to lure the enemy into a false saint!"

Zhao Ning smiled mysteriously when he heard this, looked at Zhang Xun, and said, "I know Commander Zhang's intentions, and I am very grateful, but I must go." ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you don't understand, the empire fights, there are countless strategies, your highness doesn't go to change the big deal, but if your highness goes down, how to ensure your safety, I know that the empire will be ready, but after all, it is a battlefield, Your Highness, Your Highness, you haven't even reached the Liuhe realm!"

"Eating the country's Lu should be the country's thinking. Since it was the best choice for the military department to participate in this battle, why didn't I go? ”

Zhao Ning understood that while developing his own power, there must be other roles, but since the Holy Emperor and Wu Weibo didn't mention it, and it could even be said that they didn't care, Zhao Ning could conclude that the Holy King from Chang'an could guarantee his safety 100%, and it must be King Zichen who came. King Zichen is in charge, Zhaoning still needs to be afraid? Even if there is no King Zichen, Zhao Ning will not be afraid. As an emperor, he must not be timid in front of the enemy, behind him is the Heavenly Sage, the people of the Heavenly Sage, and the glory of the Heavenly Sage Emperor's family!

The reason why Zhang Xun was worried was because of the cultivator's awe of the strong, and the fear of the Holy Realm from his heart. This is normal, and he can come to remind Zhao Ning is already very grateful.

"Okay, Commander Zhang, the empire will definitely guarantee my safety, who called me the future Saint King? Hahahaha, you don't have to worry anymore. ”

Seeing Zhaoning's resolute attitude, Zhang Xun wanted to persuade a few more words, but he could only turn into a sigh and nodded.

A few days later, Zhao Ning and Wu Weibo rushed to Saibei City with 2,000 Ziyang Wang's troops.

When I entered the camp of the Chinese army, I saw a person sitting on the top of the commander, who was handling military affairs. Although he buried his head, Zhao Ning could vaguely see the radiance in those phoenix eyes, and the heroic domineering in those eyebrows.

This is the King of Huaiyin, Shengxuanhan.

"Saint Zhaoning has seen the marshal!"

"Oh, it turned out to be King Ziyang, Your Highness, please get up." Sheng Xuanhan didn't raise his head, still looking at the documents in front of him with full attention, frowning slightly.

"Wu Weibo, what do you mean by the enemy?"

As soon as Wu Weibo heard that there was a military discussion, he stood directly next to the main case, picked up the military affairs and looked at it.

"Hey, only 300,000 came, and the soldiers were divided into three ways?"

"Tell me, what are their intentions?"

The two marshals discussed it directly and left Zhaoning aside. Zhao Ning was also interested and listened carefully.

"In my opinion, they just want us to divide our forces and annihilate us all the way."

"By what? By hiding in a false saint who doesn't know which way? ”

"Very likely, Qianyuan knows that he can't beat us, and it is likely that the ultimate goal is to hit us hard and reduce the pressure on the dark world."

"The Eternal City really has a good dog."

The two discussed several possibilities, and finally decided to call the king immediately.

The Imperial King? Is it the King of the Imperial Palace? That's not right, it should be King Zichen! Suddenly, Zhao Ning probably thought of the idea of the empire, and was a little excited for a while. However, what is so easy to guess, will Qianyuan be fooled?

"What did you call this king for?"

When a person walked in, he saw his red phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, his voice was majestic, his appearance was dignified, and he walked with a tiger and a tiger, and he was majestic.

"Huh?" When King Yuming saw Zhaoning, he was puzzled for a moment, then his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he greeted Zhaoning with a smile.

"With such talent, the world is afraid that only the king of Ziyang is also. Are you the king of Ziyang? "Xiao Wang is exact, Zhaoning has seen the prince."

King Yuming nodded, looked at Sheng Xuanhan, and asked what he was looking for. Seeing that the three of them were going to discuss the military again, Zhao Ning felt that he shouldn't stay in the military tent, even the Holy King was here, and the discussion must be the key to success or failure, and his level was not enough, so he still didn't want to listen.

Zhao Ning was about to step out of the big tent when he heard Wu Weibo calling him.

"Where is Your Highness going?" "I'm about to dodge it."

King Yuming smiled and asked Zhaoning to stay and express his opinion. Seeing the Holy King speak, Zhao Ning hurriedly stood aside. After a flicker, Zhao Ning saw a person suddenly sitting in the corner, but no matter how Zhao Ning looked, he couldn't see his face clearly, he only felt blurry, and he felt that he should not be very old. Looking back at the two marshals and the Yuming King, seeing that they were all unresponsive, Zhao Ning guessed that this should be a strong man secretly sent by the Heavenly Sage, but what strong man didn't get up when he saw the Holy King?

Probably for the sake of concealment.

"How far are they from each other?" "Lord Wang, please take a look."

"It's so far away, then your guess is probably right."

"Then Lord Wang, are we dividing our troops?"

"Ignore them, go to the middle of the enemy army."

"Then I'm afraid Anxi and Beiting won't be able to hold on, and if the Qianyuan pseudo-saint stays here on the left and right, it will be a catastrophe for Anxi and Beiting."

"How many people are there in the Anxi Courtyard?"

"Eighty thousand in Anxi, fifty thousand in Beiting."

"It seems that we can only hope for the Heavenly Pilot."

Several people discussed, and decided to let the Heavenly Mechanic calculate it first, but it was really impossible to send a letter to the imperial capital, and let the Heavenly Machine Pavilion calculate the location of the Qianyuan Pseudo-Sage.

"Divide the troops, and release the news that this kid is in the middle lane." The man in the corner spoke up and pointed at Zhaoning.

"Me? But they don't have to—"

"No." King Yu Ming and the two marshals bent over with their fists clenched.

This can be seen stupid Zhaoning, a thought rose in his heart, a guess, no, not a guess, this must be the truth, this person is-

Eternal Longevity King!

Suppressing the shock and excitement in his heart, Zhao Ning couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to see this ancestor king who had broken through the limit of his lifespan. The gaffe for a while caused the Yongshou King to laugh. But after the laughter, the King of Eternal Life disappeared. Zhao Ning looked at the empty seat, and his heart was still excited. King Yongshou has been in retreat for so many years, but he didn't expect the empire to invite him out.

Zhao Ning can only sigh, Qianyuan, Qianyuan, no matter how careful you think, you are finished. The Eternal Shou King is not only a first-class powerhouse, but also the strongest Heavenly Mechanic of the Heavenly Sage.

King Yuming glanced at Zhaoning and also left the big tent of the Chinese army.

"Guessed?" Wu Weibo walked up to Zhao Ning and looked at the seat with him.

"How could he make a move?"

"Your Majesty, in order to not only use you as bait, but also to completely guarantee your safety, plus King Zichen went to Shenguan, so I can only ask King Yongshou."

"It's that simple?" "It should be, I heard King Liang say that King Yongshou agreed as soon as he heard it. His old man is the back hand of our army in this battle - pit him Qianyuan and dig a big pit for them. ”

"Hahaha, I'm afraid that Emperor Qianyuan will vomit blood now."

Zhaoning inquired, and among the troops sent by Qianyuan this time, Emperor Qianyuan had the largest number of troops directly under him.

After a while, the big tent was crowded with generals, all of whom were at the peak of the Liuhe Realm, and even in addition to the two marshals, there were also five Heavenly Realm powerhouses. For a while, Zhaoning had to sigh at the abundance of imperial martial virtues.

"Now, after the discussion between this king and Wu Weibo, the imperial army is divided into three, and they will face Qianyuan separately, and they must be victorious, so you can be confident?"

"Fight to the death for your country! Repay the grace of the country! ”

"Good! Fight to the death for your country! Where is the Holy Way! ”

"The last general!"

"You lead the Heavenly Saint Legion to lead the left side! Where is Lin Ziye! ”

"The last general!"

"You lead the Suzaku Legion to lead the right side! Zhao Guodong, you lead Jin Wuwei 50,000 people and this king and Wu Weibo to lead the middle road! ”

"The last general understands!"

……

Sheng Xuanhan formulated strategic tasks in detail, and one by one the generals were assigned to their respective posts. Zhao Ning only felt that such a complicated matter had become extremely simple in the hands of King Huaiyin.

At the end of the meeting, Zhao Ning left the big tent with the crowd.

Waiting for the sun to shine on his face, Zhao Ning decided to go to the city of Saibei to have a look.

The horse entered Saibei City, checked Zhaoning's identity, and Zhaoning began to walk around. Climbing the city wall and stroking the bricks, Zhaoning seemed to return to those dangerous days again. After all, it was Zhao Ning's first battle, and Zhao Ning felt that he would remember it for the rest of his life, even if the future battles were still endless.

Watching the people in the city, the quartermaster made sure that there were all kinds of supplies. With the arrival of the army, the city of Saibei became a transit station, and all kinds of ordnance and grain and grass were transported to Saibei, and then transported from Saibei to the front line when they arrived at the end of the war.

Standing on the city wall, you can get a glimpse of the corner of the camp. The endless field was filled with tents, patrolling soldiers and the sound of trumpets.

Zhao Ning sighed slightly and walked down the city wall. In the next few days, Zhao Ning stayed in the army and kept cultivating, not seeking to go further, but hoping to be more stable in the eighth layer.

Five days later, with the horn of the sky, Tiansheng launched a division of troops, and Zhaoning, who remained in the Chinese army, looked at the two banners of "Vermilion Bird Chuangtian" and "Five Dragons Chasing the Sun" on the horizon, and was distracted for a while.

"What do you think?" Wu Weibo walked to Zhaoning's side.

"Think about how many of them should stay on this land forever after this battle." Zhao Ning replied, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

"What? How did you become so literati now? ”

"You should always think about it, people can't be ruthless. Being brave and fearless on the battlefield does not mean that you cannot be compassionate in peacetime. As a member of the imperial family, I always have to pay attention to everyone. ”

"Zhaoning, you've changed."

"Let the clouds change, the green mountains are green, and the eternals are evergreen. I am who I am, but I behave differently at different times. ”