111 No Return?
In the mansion of the lord of Zhongjing City, Xiao Zhu, the commander of the garrison, held a pre-tent meeting.
The people present are all the mainstays of the Xiao family, Xiao Qiang, the elder of the Xiao family, and Xiao Zhu sit side by side, Xiao Xuan, the young master of the Xiao family, sits in the east, and the four dogs of the Xiao family, Xiao Tong, Xiao Chang, Xiao Xian, and Xiao Ying sit in the west.
The Northern Mastiff is named after the dog, the dog is the totem of the Northern Mastiff, and the young generation of Junyan, known as the Four Dogs of the Xiao Family, is not a curse in the North Mastiff Jianghu, but a supreme glory. The four monks who were less than forty years old were already in the Jindan Realm, and it was rare to see them in the Great Sect of Middle Earth.
Although Xiao Zhu is only a cultivator in the initial realm of the gods, he commands 20,000 elite private horsemen of the Xiao family, and his status in the Xiao family cannot be underestimated, and Xiao Wall, who is the elder of the law, is a great monk of the Flying Ascension Realm, and one of the few martial arts giants in the Northern Mastiff.
Xiao Candle looked serious and said in a deep voice: "The two-year period that Ke Dun fought for the Great Khan is about to expire, and the eldest prince has not been heard from so far, how to plan next?"
Xiao Xuan is Yelu Dashi's childhood friend, the two have a very deep relationship, as the young master of the Xiao family, he should have devoted himself to cultivation and handled government affairs in the tribe, but for Yelu Dashi, he painted the ground in Zhongjing City for two years, and stepped on every inch of land in Zhongjing, only three feet of digging in Zhongjing City. The Dragon Gate Inn was completely dug up, broken, and crumpled by him, not even a single hair was spared. It shows that the Xiao family attaches great importance to Yelu Dashi, when Yelu Dashi entered the beam as a hostage, the Xiao family originally strongly opposed, and never thought that Yelu Dashi would take the initiative to go to Tianjing City, otherwise Xiao Shi would not nod, Yelu Dashi would never be a hostage for five years.
The Xiao family invested all his chips in Yelu Dashi's basket not only because he had the blood of the Xiao family, but also because he believed that the young and old Yelu Dashi would be the hero of the Northern Mastiff generation, leading the Northern Mastiff to a stronger future.
Xiao Xuan clenched his fists tightly, "I don't believe that Dashi Anda will die in Zhongjing City, the battle of the Dragon Gate Inn is based on what Shu Luyu said Dashi Anda won, there is no reason why he hasn't returned for two years." Although Shu Luyu is an enemy, he is a respectable person, and his words will not be false. I asked my father to write to the Great Khan for another year, and simply turned Zhongjing City upside down, I don't believe that I can't find the slightest clue. ”
Xiao Wall turned the teacup in his hand, his eyes were like torches, and he said calmly: "Dading Mansion is a heavy military city, if the Great Khan is extended for another year, I am afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among other families in the temple, and if the Shulu clan falls into the well, I am afraid that the Xiao family will become more and more difficult in the court." Today's plan can no longer entrench in Zhongjingcheng, Xiao's private cavalry should withdraw from Zhongjing, but our layout in Zhongjing should be far-reaching, it is related to Xiao's plan, the future of the Northern Mastiff, Zhongjing City must not be handed over to Shulu's control. In the past two years, the capital has been under martial law, and the prosperous Zhongjing City has been depressed, and if the Xiao family does not retreat, I am afraid that the court will change. Second, although Shu Luyu told us the truth in private, Shu Lu never admitted that he intercepted and killed the eldest prince at the Dragon Gate Inn, only said that he killed Xiao Murong, the big devil of the Northern Mastiff, and now the life and death of the eldest prince are uncertain, and we have no evidence to testify that Shu Lu murdered the eldest prince. In this way, the only way to recommend the Murong clan to be stationed in Zhongjing, although the Murong clan and the Xiao clan had a deep enmity a hundred years ago, but after Xiao Murong's incident nearly a year ago, it has eased a lot, and the relationship between the Murong clan and the Shulu clan is weak, and it will not be controlled by the Shulu clan. And the Xiao family also wants to bury a few nails in Zhongjing City and continue to find out the news of the son. It's the best way to do it. ”
Xiao Xuan slammed his fist on the table and said angrily: "The Great Khan is so confused, the eldest prince has not returned for two years, and he is not worried about life and death, is it true that he was fascinated by that fox girl?"
Xiao Wall reprimanded angrily: "The young master is cautious. ”
Xiao Tong knew that Shao took the initiative to be really angry, and hurriedly said: "What the elder said is indeed the best policy, the four of us brothers are willing to live in Zhongjing for a long time and continue to wait for the return of the eldest prince." After all, the 20,000 Xiao clan's private horsemen will definitely be evacuated, and the young master's status will be respected, and it will inevitably attract forces from all sides in Zhongjing, and the elders will attract the jealousy of the entire Northern Mastiff Jianghu, and they cannot stay in Zhongjing for a long time. The four of us are just Jin Dan cultivators, even if we can attract some attention, we won't take it too seriously, and with the Xiao spy, we will be able to bring the eldest prince back safely. ”
Xiao Wall thought so, sure enough, the younger generation of Xiao Tong made him feel gratified, and it was time to take charge alone, with more experience, the original anger on his face was also eased a lot, and he said in a deep voice: "Young master, I know that you and the eldest prince are brothers, but there is no benefit in losing your temper here, and it is the right way to plan carefully." ”
The atmosphere of the hall gradually eased, Xiao Xuan is not a person who has no ink, he must be an ordinary person to sit on the position of the young master of the Xiao family, he knows that what everyone said is true, but he is uncomfortable in his heart, and it is rare to vent in front of his family, and now he has to do so, sit down peacefully, major events become details, and the overall plan must be leaky.
Flowers covered the ninth floor of the building, dressed in white and staring at a funny picture scroll, muttering: "It's been two years, Hu doesn't return?"
Chunhua and Qiuyue were sad when they saw the princess, and knew that the princess was thinking about things again.
The eight swords of the king of Yue gathered on the ninth floor, Zhu Ziqi knew that something big had happened, put away the look of the little woman who was rare to see, and sorted out his thoughts and walked out of the boudoir.
Covering the sun, cutting off the water, destroying the soul, startling the salamander, but the evil, the true gang, the hanging light, and the eight people looked solemn, Zhu Ziqi's heart sank, I am afraid that something very bad has happened.
He handed over a spy report and said calmly: "The front-line soldiers have been defeated. ”
A year ago, Zhu Ziqi sent a letter to his father to persuade him to retire, and the continuous spy reports of the Jin State made Zhu Ziqi know that the Jin State military and people were united, the Jin King was diligent and loved the people, and the temples and rivers and lakes were one. Zhu Ziqi knows the means of King Jin, no matter how popular he is, he is a great figure in leading troops to fight.
It's just that Zhu Wu has lost his mind, and on the side of the couch, how can he allow others to sleep soundly? This time, the elite was exhausted, and the army of 300,000 troops came all the way to Jinyang City, but Jinyang City was high and deep, and the King of Jin was even more fortified.
Whether it is the iron cavalry of the Jin Kingdom, the young and strong people also sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths, and fight for their families and countries.
A trace of gloom flashed in Zhu Ziqi's heart, she looked at the cold text on the spy report, her hands couldn't stop trembling, and after a while, she said calmly: "Order all departments along the way, cover the retreat, try to minimize the losses, the main force is still alive, and the beam can make a comeback." ”
Covering the sun bowed his head and said, "No." ”
Zhu Ziqi continued: "Send the Great Liang Sword to set off immediately and escort my father back to Beijing as soon as possible. ”
Broken Water echoed, "No." ”
When the sun was covered and the water was cut off, he immediately turned around and left, and went according to the order.
Li Ke's Janissary Iron Cavalry actually took advantage of the Liang Army's fatigue in attacking the city, coupled with the cold and freezing, the army was plagued and demoralized, and the Praetorian Iron Cavalry smashed into the tent, among which Chen Jingtang personally led dozens of top masters in the rivers and lakes to attack and kill Zhu Wu. Zhu Wu was ambushed and seriously injured, if it weren't for the Yulin army risking his life to resist, I am afraid that Zhu Wu would die on the spot.
That night, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, Zhu Wu endured serious injuries and patrolled the camp, and the Liang army, which had just been defeated and gathered, was slightly settled, and the troops suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, the main force survived. However, Zhu Wu was unconscious that night, and was already on his way back to Tianjing quietly under the escort of his henchmen. Zhu Ziqi looked at the map hanging in the hall, and then he had to get busy, how to make the army return safely is the top priority, and let his father live, and it must be foolproof.
Although Da Liang is strong, he is extremely dependent on Zhu Wu alone. Daliang is a country based on force, many jiedu envoys, generals are only under Zhu Wu's orders, if there is no Zhu Wu moderation, I am afraid that the huge country will soon be wiped out.
Zhu Ziqi glanced at the map melancholy, at the floating clouds in the sky, and at the flowery Tianjing City, as if his father was gone, all this would be immediately stormy.
Zhu Ziqi glanced at the portrait hanging next to the window, although the pig-headed cloth shirt was covered with scars, he was still smiling happily, Zhu Ziqi secretly made up his mind, who said that women are not as good as men? The building will fall, and women can hold it up.
Xu Tianran held the last trace of afterglow that drifted with the wind in both hands, and suddenly, the tide of spiritual power evaporated, and the divine consciousness Da Kun soared up to 90,000 li, the qi machine was 3,000 miles in an instant, and his eyes were hot, as if the eyes were overflowing not with tears, but with red-hot molten iron. Dressed in a cloth and green shirt, he slowly walked towards Xiao Murong step by step, silently leaving deep footprints on the ground.
Xu Tianran took a deep soak, "I implore my predecessors to open the spiritual vein, I have a sword to ask Wang Wu?"
In the past two years, Xiao Murong has gradually become accustomed to the nickname that Xu Xiaozi gave to his Jindan, watching the precocious Xu Xiaozi perform the crown ceremony, and his heart is also very gratified, the white-clothed boy has quietly changed his mentality when he sees Xu Tianran, more than 700 days and nights, watching Xu Xiaozi walk more than 7 million knives, slashing the rising sun, slashing the sunset, a sword is like a rainbow, and a sword is earth-shattering. Xiao Murong, who has been lonely since he was a child, met Xu Tianran, who also had a sad background, and liked this young man who always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about everything but cared about everything.
The white-clothed boy closed his eyes tightly, his spiritual veins opened, and a thin crack slowly stretched on the huge golden pill. Xu Tiantian's royal knife is like a touch of Changhong, the left hand is Changping, the right hand is Qiushui, suddenly, Changping and Qiushui are handed out, the simple and unpretentious two knives stir up thousands of huge waves, Xiao Murong's spiritual vein small world turned over the river and the sea, and with a bang, the slender cracks of the Wang House stretched for thousands of feet.
The boy in white forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood from his throat, could it be that this is the upper limit of Jindan peak Xu Tianran?
Xu Tianran's eyes widened slightly, and he smiled lightly: "Wang Wu, I am a swordsman and a swordsman. ”
Suddenly, an embroidery needle that could not be easily detected by the naked eye hung in the center of Xu Tianran's eyebrows, Xu Tianran's mind moved slightly, and suddenly, Shu Dao turned into a child, and rushed to the Jindan Wang House.
The boy in white had a palpitation for no reason, and this seemingly inconspicuous embroidery needle made him feel a trace of fear. For two whole years, the sunrise knife slashed the king's house, from a knife leaving only a shallow mark, to today's knife cracks, Xu Tianran knows that it is not easy, when the letter opened the river for three years to smash the golden pill is quite a bit of the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger's spirit, made up his mind to drip water through the stone, Xu Tianran a knife a day, day after day, finally saw a glimmer of light.
Shu Dao sacrificed, a white light rose like the rising sun to illuminate the sky, and the spiritual veins of the white-clothed boy were coated with a layer of faint white. Shu Dao had a spiritual rhinoceros in the center of the crack, and suddenly, the white-clothed boy only felt that the mountains and rivers in his body were shattered and turned upside down.
Xu Tianran exhaled a breath of turbidity, Changping and autumn water returned to the sheath, Shu Dao sat on Xu Tianran's shoulder and took a deep look at the royal house with Xu Tianran.
The boy in white went limp and fell to the ground. Xu Tianran flashed out of the spiritual vein and gently picked up the white-clothed child.