After Yang Guo was defeated and retreated from Zhongnan Mountain, he led a group of remnants of his soldiers and returned to Xiao Yao's army to recuperate. And for the process of this battle, Xiao Yao has long known, but first, the Zhaoxian Pavilion is the most relied on in the hands of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and these lost masters are the people of the Zhaoxian Pavilion, which is equivalent to indirectly weakening the power of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, why not; In addition to the Golden Wheel Dharma King, all the generals in the army who saw this scene were very warm in their hearts for a while.

Just when Xiao Yao was discussing with the generals, Yang Guo, the Golden Wheel Dharma King and others how to act next, a spy suddenly came from outside the tent to report: "The head of the Shenquan Sect has led one hundred and seventy-six disciples in the sect with three fists, and has entered the Quanzhen Sect!"

As soon as Xiao Yao heard the news, he thought about it slightly, and suddenly remembered that these three punches were not the head of the Shenquan Sect who killed his sister-in-law Cui Feiyan because of the failure of the * rape in Yitian's original book, so that later, when Xie Xun raised his sword on Wangpanshan Island, he was exposed by him, and as a result, he failed to harm others, but lost his own life?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao pondered for a moment with interest, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. In fact, no matter what kind of person they are doing with the three punches, and no matter what the strength of the Divine Fist Sect gang is, as long as they have such a move as close to the Quanzhen Sect, it is to involve the whole body, which is equivalent to helping Xiao Yao achieve his goal. Next, it is foreseeable that there will be more gangs in the rivers and lakes that will no longer be able to hold back the ** in their hearts because of this matter, so as to join the alliance that seems to be getting stronger and stronger. It's just that this result is actually the situation that Xiao Yao is most happy to see.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yao ordered: "Go and find out how the Quanzhen Sect reacts to the Divine Fist Gate, and then come to report." ”

The spy answered, and wanted to leave, Xiao Yao paused for a moment, and then continued: "By the way, you should also pay attention to the movements of other gangs." From now on, within a radius of 50 kilometers from Daxing City, whether it is from other places or the activities of gangs that have been here in the first place, they must also be known as soon as possible, and there must be no mistakes. ”

When the spy heard this, he promised again, and trotted out of the Chinese army's tent.

In just half an hour, the things that Xiao Yao ordered were all in sight.

First of all, on Zhongnan Mountain, Zhao Zhijing, who had been secretly in contact with Yeluqi, sent a message, confirming that the Quanzhen Sect and the Divine Fist Sect had officially become allies, and the information about the strength of the Three Fists and the Divine Fist Sect gang was also passed over without omission. Looking at this information, Xiao Yao smiled noncommittally, his eyes swept lightly, but he was attracted by another piece of information in the letter. That is Zhao Zhijing mentioned that since the Shenquan Gate went to Zhongnan Mountain, in just over two hours, there have been three gangs or through guò flying pigeons to pass on the book, or send people to visit, all of which expressed the same meaning, that is, the two families have formed a knot, and jointly resist the Tartars, and finally asked the main general of the Mongolian army this time, that is, Xiao Yao to do his best to avoid the news of long nights and dreams. Seeing this, Xiao Yao's eyes showed a confident smile. He gently brought the letter in his hand close to a candle in front of him, and smiled as the faint orange flame danced for a moment, lighting a cluster of bright fireworks in the corner of the paper, and then devouring it quickly, leaving it to burn to black. In the blink of an eye, the flame had risen into the air, swirling in Xiao Yao's hand. The air in front of him was also roasted a little deformed under such high temperatures. It was distorted, and for a moment, the lieutenant generals standing under the tent, as well as the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Yang Guo and others, could not see Xiao Yao's face that seemed to be smiling.

When the fireworks burned out, Xiao Yao threw aside the charred black letter in his hand, let it fall apart, and took out another note between his hands. Xiao Yao slowly opened it, only to see that the font on it was beautiful, and the strokes were horizontal and vertical, but he still did not lose that sense of rigidity, which made people involuntarily think of the word "women's red face" when they saw it, but it turned out to be a letter from Wan Yanping. In the letter, Wan Yanping also informed Xiao Yao of the news of the arrival of Guo San Fist and Shen Fist, and at the same time asked if he was asking if he wanted to break away from Quan Zhen at this time in order to weaken his momentum.

Xiao Yao pondered for a moment, and was just about to start writing to draft a reply, so that Wan Yanping didn't have to act rashly, but the previous military detective suddenly flew into the account. As soon as he entered, he immediately knelt on the ground and said loudly: "General Xiao, the sentry thirty miles outside the city is coming to report!"

Without signaling, Ba Tong immediately stepped forward, took the letter in the spies' hand, turned around and handed it to Xiao Yao. Xiao Yao took it apart and looked at it, and a happy smile immediately appeared on his face. It turned out that there were three gangs mentioned in this letter, namely the Giant Whale Gang, the Haisha Sect and a branch of the Beggars Gang, and they were rushing towards Zhongnan Mountain, and these three gangs were the three gangs that were secretly connected with the Quanzhen Sect just mentioned in Zhao Zhijing's secret letter!

Hearing this, the last trace of worry that Xiao Yao had been hiding in his heart was completely relieved. Originally, he was worried that there were many people of insight in these gangs and lakes, and they would be able to see through the real purpose of their declaration of war, and if they were to open another battle formation, avoid their own sharpness, and just continue to attack and harass, and never engage in a head-on battle, it would be really nerve-wracking, but now it seems that such worries are completely unnecessary. He looked at the information in his hand, and suddenly, there seemed to be a smooth road in front of him, which represented the shape of the battle situation, but at this time, it appeared in front of his eyes at a glance, clearly, clearly, without any confusion or incomprehensible place. And what follows this state is the feeling of strategizing and being under control. This feeling is very strange, although Xiao Yao's hands are empty at this time, but he clearly feels that his hands are like being able to lift up thousands of heavenly pillars, full of real grip, and at the same time, his heart is also full of a strange satisfaction. Although this kind of satisfaction does not bring about emotional fluctuations, it can make people involuntarily immersed in it, and bring people into a quiet and distant realm.

The generals in the tent saw that Xiao Yao was silent for a long time, and they didn't dare to speak at first, but after a while, everyone could clearly feel that the temperament emanating from the main general who was sitting upright and contemplating in front of him had unconsciously changed drastically. Everyone is in it, even if they close their eyes and don't look at Xiao Yao at all, they can still clearly feel his existence in their consciousness. This feeling is fleeting, but it can further affect the mind.

The generals in the tent, including King Jinlun and Yang Guo, everyone actually forced a smile, even if they pretended to be calm and calm on the surface, but in their hearts, they were still complicated and restless. But this impetuousness, under the influence of Xiao Yao at this moment, suddenly and slowly calmed down. It was an extreme sense of security, a feeling of being able to be trusted and relied on, just like a wanderer returning home, and the soul that had wandered away before finally found a harbor to dock at today.

This change imperceptibly affects everyone in the tent, although they feel different, but no one wants to disturb them, but let themselves be silently immersed in it. Xiao Yao sat on the handsome seat, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, looking at everyone peacefully.

He had imagined that one day when a person would finally reach the heights he had dreamed of, and achieve the goal for which he had been praying day and night, perhaps tears of emotion would be shed, or he would celebrate victory in ecstasy. But when this day really came, he had dreamed thousands of times of being in a high position, being a great minister, being able to palm his hand, turn his hands into clouds, and cover his hands for rain when he really realized, but he suddenly realized that he was so calm, and he could be so calm. At this moment, the past suddenly came to mind, and the scenes were so real and so clear.

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