"Chen Youliang ......"

"Presiding?"

Yuan Qing listened to the report, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in his face.

This is true of Yuan Qing, and so are the rest of the Yuan Room.

They finally understood what Song Qingshu meant by the showdown and waiting.

Wang Baobao left the barracks and the chaos, coupled with the chaos on the Mongolian side, Chen Youliang presided over the Xinghe War, which could not be fought at all.

Yuan Qing wanted to go over to preside over and persuade in the past, but what did he say in the past.

He himself is not a material for war, and as for the generals in the army, he is not familiar with it, so it is better to leave it alone.

"Spread the word to the capital, I was useless in the past." Yuan Qing looked at the white moonlight and waved his hand.

The crescent moon hangs high, and the moonlight is hazy, as if the earth is covered with a piece of white sand.

He had no intention of appreciating such a beautiful view, and the situation that was originally in his hands changed at this moment.

At this moment, a dark cloud in the sky obscured the crescent moon, and the messenger disappeared into the night.

All this seems to foreshadow the gloom behind the Yuan Room.

"Huhu ......" Jing Bufan looked at the covered moonlight, and an internal energy came out of his right hand, directly igniting a pile of weeds not far away.

Suddenly, the dark night was ignited again.

The breeze blows, the burning flames swing with the wind, and the flames spread.

The originally refreshing breeze was like a biting cold wind to the Yuan Room at this moment, and the temperature of the flames seemed to give everyone a little warmth.

The light of the fire shone on the faces of Song Qingshu and the others.

Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya's faces were calm, and only Song Qingshu looked at the people in the Yuan Room with a tense expression with a smile.

"Even if Chen Youliang eats these 50,000 troops, the loss will be very large." Jing Bufan's deep voice sounded.

He never thought that Chen Youliang would leave the main battlefield and come here.

Chen Youliang, Zhu Yuanzhang...... These two men are mortal enemies.

Chen Youliang came over to give Zhu Yuanzhang a chance.

The three marshals of the Central Plains, Qi Mu, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Chen Youliang, these three are all existences that make the Yuan army have to be cautious.

Chen Youliang is now in command of Xinghe, although the two sides have not yet fought, but the momentum of the Yuan Room army has lost a lot, and he is in chaos first.

Before the person arrives, the name comes first.

That's prestige!

This battle ...... The Yuan Room must not be beaten, and it can not be beaten.

"I know." Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders, slowly sat down and leaned against the big tree, looking at the dark night sky.

"That's why I said I wanted to talk to you."

Jing Bufan was silent for a few seconds: "What ...... talking about"

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Jing Bufan, under the light of the fire, the shadow of the flame swayed back and forth on Jing Bufan's frowning face, but the eyes like an abyss did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he looked straight at Song Qingshu like this.

This is the first time Song Qingshu has seen Jing Bufan like this, nervousness and indifference coexist, and there is a hint of indescribable and unclear determination.

"The Imperial City is fighting with us." Song Qingshu also looked directly at Jing Bufan's eyes without the slightest evasion, and his eyes were unprecedentedly firm.

"I mentioned it to you once, and you refused."

"This time...... Are you still refusal? ”

At this time, the dark clouds that blocked the crescent moon in the sky dispersed, and the silver moonlight once again covered the earth, shining on the faces of everyone in the Yuan Room.

There was astonishment on everyone's faces.

"Fight." The sound of astonishment mingled with the sizzle of the trees burning.

The voice was not loud, but it was puzzled and puzzled.

They didn't expect that Song Qingshu's purpose was just to fight them, so simple.

They all thought that Song Qingshu's key problem was Zhang Wuji.

This is the root cause of everyone's embarrassment and Jing Bufan's embarrassment.

If the army does not encircle and suppress Zhang Wuji, it is equivalent to letting Zhang Wuji help Qi Mu and the others deal with the thirteen people who cultivate the Long Snake Sutra in the Yuan Room, which is unfair to the people who cultivate the Long Snake Sutra in the Yuan Chamber.

On the one hand, there is the army, and on the other hand, the foundation of the martial arts, so everyone is in a dilemma.

"I didn't want to embarrass you." Song Qingshu spoke in the shock and incomprehension of everyone in the Yuan room.

"I can indeed ask you to order the Yuan Chamber army not to encircle and suppress Zhang Wuji, but then the people of the Yuan Room who cultivate the Long Snake Sutra will have problems."

"Great army, martial arts...... It's not a good choice, I know. ”

Saying that, Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan with a smile: "Old Jing, you promised to keep Qi Mu and the others alive, give Wang He, a long whip comparable to the Heavenly Sword, and leave Wudang incense, I remember this feeling." ”

"I'm not going to force you to choose."

"I'm going to fight just one game, I'm going to fight, and this time you have to."

"This is a matter of the martial arts of both sides, and it has nothing to do with the armies of both sides."

Jing Bufan showed a smile, this smile was a little sighing, a little sincere: "It's me who is narrow-minded." ”

"Song Qingshu has his own pride, bottom line."

"Thank you."

Song Qingshu laughed, at this moment he and Jing Bufan had a feeling of sympathy: "Don't, I'm so embarrassed that you're like this." ”

"If it were you, you wouldn't force me, would you."

"Everybody is each other."

At this moment, everyone laughed, whether it was Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya, or the rest of the Yuan room.

Many times they don't understand the decision between Jing Bufan and Song Qingshu, but they all respect it.

Although this group of them says that doing it is life and death, the bottom line is that pride has always been there.

After the laughter, Jing Bufan took a long breath, felt the temperature brought by the burning flames, and slapped his hand to directly extinguish the surrounding flames.

I saw that the flames that were originally burning were extinguished in an instant, and there were no burned weeds, and traces of hoarfrost and crystals appeared on the trees.

Under the moonlight, these crystals are particularly dazzling.

"I don't want to fight."

Jing Bufan's voice was not loud, mixed with a bit of helplessness and sighing.

Everyone looked at the flames that were extinguished by Jing Bufan, as well as the hoarfrost and crystals formed by the external release of internal strength, and their eyes gathered.

The crystals shining in the faint moonlight are particularly dazzling at this moment.

The internal strength is released externally, and while extinguishing the flames, it can also be frozen instantly, and it is shot out of the air.

This strength, internal force, is shocking.

Whether it's the Yuan room, Song Qingshu and others, everyone is like this.

Strong...... Very strong!

Yuan Mu knew that Jing Bufan used the Long Snake Sutra with this casual blow, which didn't seem to be a casual blow, but to tell Song Qingshu his strength.

Fight a ...... Is Song Qingshu sure?

If you don't do it, you can drink and joke, but once you do it, it's a battle to the death.

Imperial...... It wasn't a wilderness.

Once the battle breaks out in the Imperial City, there will be countless people watching the battle, and they can't just stop fighting like they used to do in the wilderness, or if they achieve something, they will stop when there is enough time.

Imperial...... There will definitely be a life and death, victory and defeat.

"I don't understand why you're fighting, unless you're sure you're going to win, do you? Song Qingshu! Jing Bufan looked at the water droplets in the distance and pondered Song Qingshu, and a deep voice sounded.

"I, Yuan Qing, Yuan Zhe, and all three of me have the Long Snake Sutra."

"When it comes to our strength, you know very well what it represents."

"We don't dare to face your master, but Ximen Ouyang, Shaolin Sandu, we dare to fight!"

There is a warning and an exhortation in this word.

Because of Song Qingshu's respect and frankness, Jing Bufan also revealed his hole cards.

He didn't want to fight with Song Qingshu, he really didn't want to.

The rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes, the martial arts are the martial arts, and the imperial court is the imperial court.

He knew very well that the court of the Yuan Room was no longer saved, the Central Plains had already won, and Song Qingshu had no need to take risks.

Song Qingshu left a way out for the Yuan Chamber Wulin, and he also left Wang He as an incense for Wudang.

They must fight, but it must not be an imperial city.

Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya, and all the women looked at Song Qingshu.

Jing Bufan's strength exceeded their estimates, and before they were just guessing whether Jing Bufan and the others were cultivating, or to what point.

Now Jing Bufan has clearly told them.

"Hit!" Song Qingshu got up and straightened up, looking at Jing Bufan and everyone in the Yuan room with deep eyes.

"I can win!"

"I'm sure!"

Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu's eyes like this, and didn't say a word.

He saw determination and flame in Song Qingshu's eyes.

Regardless of whether Song Qingshu can win or not, Song Qingshu will fight, for a purpose he doesn't know.

"What if you don't fight!" Ba Gu Cang looked at Song Qingshu with solemn eyes.

"The battle of the Imperial City will not do us the slightest benefit, since you dare to play, you must have hole cards."

"Both sides are seriously injured, and it is not good for us."

"Even if these 50,000 troops die, I don't want to fight."

"The Yuan Room is finished, and these 50,000 troops will not die here, but will also die elsewhere."

"For the Yuan Room Martial Arts, it's not worth it!"

Yuan Qing, Yuan Zhe, Luo Ying, Luo Xun, and the four of them were silent.

Although Ba Gu Cang's words are ruthless, this is a fact, and for the Yuan Chamber Martial Arts, it is not worth it.

Now in the Central Plains, they can't save the army of the Yuan Chamber, all they can do is to protect the martial arts of the Yuan Chamber, and they can only do this.

"Straight to Mongolia!" Song Qingshu's voice barely had the slightest emotion sounded.

"After Chen Youliang eats these 50,000 people, I will let him cooperate with the Heavenly Eagle Sect to attack Mongolia directly."

"Believe me, Mongolia is in chaos right now, and there is no time to arm."

"Once that's the case, I don't need to say much about the consequences."

"After that, your martial arts are indeed preserved, but without roots, the four great Khans of Mongolia will have opinions on you, and everyone understands what this represents."

"If a martial artist is not recognized by the people and the imperial court, and is resisted, then you are a rat crossing the street."

"I don't want to move Mongolia, I really don't want to, so the Heavenly Eagle Sect is just making trouble, not killing."

"If you force me, then I don't have a choice."

Hearing this, everyone in the Yuan Room gasped, and even Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu in disbelief.

Everything was relieved at this moment.

Everything Qi Mu did in Mongolia was to force them to fight with Song Qingshu in the imperial city.

However, they couldn't say no.

The Yuan Chamber was destroyed, and Mongolia was everyone's last retreat, the last root.

If Mongolia is invaded and falls into war, then Mongolia will not be able to tolerate them martial artists.

Chen Youliang and Xinghe's big battle, will Chen Youliang win?

Everyone has the answer in their hearts, they will definitely win, but it is just the price.

Even if there are not many people left in Chen Youliang in the end, once their army rushes to Mongolia, Mongolia will also fall into war.

War...... This is something that no one wants to see.

Beneath the horse's hooves were corpses, hatred.

The Central Plains is already in ruins because of the war, Song Qingshu can not care about the war, at most it will last a little longer, but they can't.

Mongolia has never had a large-scale war.

Once it fell into a chaotic war, Chen Youliang, Qi Mu, and Shuangshuai presided over the battlefield, plus the military support behind Shen Wansan, it was difficult for Mongolia.

Win or lose, at least it is difficult for the Mongolian people to have a good life in a short time.

The main battlefield on the Central Plains side, Zhu Yuanzhang is actually enough, and now the Yuan room has been defeated and retreated, and the momentum is completely lost.

"Aren't you thinking about going to the Central Plains?" Jing Bufan smiled helplessly: "The big war is not good for anyone. ”

"Although it is true that the Central Plains is in ruins, you will only deepen the suffering by doing so."

Song Qingshu didn't respond, but said directly: "Tell me the answer." ”

"Hit ...... Or don't fight! ”

"If you agree, I will let Chen Youliang leave directly after receiving Zhang Wuji, and the Mongolian side will stop directly."

"The slaughtered livestock, the collapsed tent, I will let the Heavenly Eagle Sect and Shen Wansan compensate, there are no injuries on the Mongolian side, everything can be discussed."

"I will let Zhao Min deal with the aftermath of all this."

"First, since Zhao Min is Zhang Wuji's daughter-in-law, I will consider her, once Zhao Min deals with the aftermath, her status in Mongolia will improve."

"Second, Zhao Min will become the link between Mongolia and the Central Plains, as long as Zhao Min does not die, there will be no major contradictions over there."

"You know who I am, and the fact that I can do so much already represents my determination."

"Whether it's the Mongolian Heavenly Eagle Sect, Chen Youliang, or Shen Wansan, in order to force you to fight with me, I moved too many things, many of which died, and consumed countless money, I can't stop."

Hearing this, everyone in the Yuan room looked at each other, even though Song Qingshu was forcing them to fight.

But they have to admire the arrangement.

As soon as Zhao Min compensated Mongolia for the aftermath, Zhao Min did become the link between Mongolia and the Central Plains.

Even if there is a conflict between the Central Plains martial arts and the Mongolian martial arts in the future, Zhao Min can adjust it from it, and there will be no large-scale incidents.

Zhao Min...... Zhang Wuji's daughter-in-law, Song Qingshu's brother-in-law, this identity is enough for Zhao Min to be respected by everyone in the Central Plains.

In this way, the Mongolian martial arts will continue no matter what, Zhao Min is alive...... Mongolian martial arts are here.

This is Song Qingshu's guarantee to everyone.

If it were someone else, everyone might be suspicious, but Zhao Min, everyone wouldn't doubt it.

Zhao Min is the lord of the Yuan Room, even if his status in Mongolia is very high, Zhao Min likes Zhang Wuji, but he has always had the Yuan Room and Mongolia in his heart.

At the same time, they know the experience of Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min, and everyone knows Zhang Wuji's temperament, strength, and influence.

Moreover, Zhao Min has a good relationship with Yin Li.

Yin Li...... This is the successor of the Central Plains in the future.

"Let's fight." Ba Gu Cang shook his head bitterly, although he didn't know what Song Qingshu was for, but now they had no choice.

Song Qingshu had forced them to have no choice, and he had already chosen a way out for them.

In any case, there was no reason for them to refuse.

If they didn't fight, it would be impossible for Zhao Min to clean up the aftermath of the Heavenly Eagle Sect in Mongolia, and it would be impossible for him to be recognized by the Heavenly Eagle Sect and even the entire Central Plains because of this matter.

In that way, even if there is a contradiction between the Yuan Chamber Martial Arts and the Central Plains Martial Arts in the future, Zhao Min will not be able to adjust it.

"Even if I really die, I admit it, at least the Yuan Room Martial Arts is fine." Seeing that everyone was silent, Ba Gu Cang smiled freely, took out the wine jug on his waist and took a sip of wine, and spoke again: "Aren't we doing so much just to have a continuation of the martial arts in the future?" ”

"We all know the temperament of the county lord Zhao Min, if the county lord of Zhao Min is recognized by the Central Plains, and other forces take action against the Yuan Chamber Martial Arts, then even if the Yuan Room Martial Arts is really invincible, the Lord Zhao Min will definitely ask the Central Plains people for help."

"Isn't it?"

"Of course, it's hard to say how to take it."

"Haha......"

Saying that, Ba Gu Cang took another sip of wine, there was a bit of nostalgia in his smile, and he looked up at the sky, he saw Zhao Min's once eccentric appearance.

"Zhao Min's girl has a good home."

"Very good."

When the words fell, Ba Gucang threw the wine jug directly to Yuan Qing on the side, and said with a smile: "No, Lord Wang." ”

"You old thing." Yuan Qing took the flask and glanced at Ba Gu Cang with a smile.

Cuckoo......

Cuckoo......

"Hello, Song Daxia has thought of a way out for us, and there is no reason to refuse." After Yuan Qing took a few sips, he smiled and threw the wine jug to Luo Ying behind him.

After Luo Ying and Luo Xun drank it, they threw it to Yuan Zhe for a long time.

Under the moonlight, the wine jug passed between the people in the Yuan room, first Yuan Qing, then Luo Ying, Luo Xun and the two brothers, and then Yuan Zhe.

There was a bit of freedom and indifference on everyone's faces.

It seems that all the pressure is in the flask, and the wine that accompanies the flask is getting less and less, and the pressure on everyone is getting less and less.

When Yuan Zhe handed the wine jug to Jing Bufan, he wiped the water droplets from the corners of his mouth and grinned.

"In the past, you made the choice, we executed, this time we choose, you cooperate with us."

"Hit!"

"No matter what the purpose of this little rabbit cub Song Qingshu is, we have already protected the martial arts anyway."

"Isn't it?"

"Whether it's an injury, a serious injury, or a dead person, we're willing."

"It's time for this mess in the Central Plains to end."

"Come on...... Drink! ”

Jing Bufan took the wine jug, looked at the smiles on everyone's faces, and suddenly felt that the wine jug in his hand was extremely heavy.

He knew that he had no qualifications to refuse, and he had no choice.

Everyone knows their own scruples and their own difficulties, so everyone chooses instead of themselves.

He...... It is true that there is no choice.

Song Qingshu didn't give him a choice, the Yuan Army, the Yuan Martial Arts, and the Four Great Khans of Mongolia...... All roads are blocked.

No matter how you choose...... All come at a cost, and it's a big one.

Under the moonlight, Jing Bufan slowly lifted the wine jug, he had never felt that a small wine jug could be so heavy, so heavy that he could lift it high extremely slowly.

The wine flowed down the flask, and Jing Bufan just let the wine in the flask flow into his mouth.

At this moment, it seemed that there was nothing else, and his gaze remained on the crescent moon.

Everyone in the Yuan Room looked at Jing Bufan in front of them, their hearts were suddenly shocked, and there was a trace of complexity in their eyes, they saw the loneliness and desolation that should not be in Jing Bufan, the successor of this Yuan Room seemed to have lost something, lost something extremely important.

This feeling is indescribable, and the way is unclear.

When the last drop of wine fell into Jing Bufan's mouth, his eyes changed, no longer complicated, no longer hesitant, replaced by unprecedented firmness.

Above the night sky, the crescent moon didn't seem to be a crescent moon, and he saw the figure of Qin Jiu, the successor of the martial arts, in it.

The stars in the sky are not stars, but the prosperity of Mongolian martial arts in the future, and every bright spot is a familiar figure and a descendant.

"Such a beautiful scenery is indeed a good day for the war."

"Song boy, let's talk about the time."

"Fight in the Imperial City, fight!" (End of chapter)