Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Mountain Rain is Coming (3)

"However, I'm worried about whether we are really ready for war. After a long time, the deep voice sounded again. "The troops of Tunan, except for the Southeastern Army, have not experienced any baptism of war for fifteen years. The combat effectiveness of this batch of recruits is very worrying. ”

"The situation is the same for Wen Jingguo, after all, they have been busy dealing with all kinds of border turmoil, and the three major clans are in charge of their own affairs, and they don't have the power of the clan like us to rely on. The voice of Lord Jiang sounded again, and there seemed to be some disdain in his tone.

Damn, who is in charge of their own affairs, my Tianhai Sword Sect has always had a very close connection with the Wenjingguo army, okay!

In the face of this groundless accusation, Zhang Ziqi scolded indignantly in his heart, completely forgetting that he was no longer a member of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

Wait, Zhang Ziqi seems to have suddenly remembered something that was overlooked.

Because it is necessary to mobilize troops to prepare for war, it is not difficult to understand that there are indulgence days.

But in other words, those peripheral soldiers were not so reckless because Yan Kuo was not there.

Then the deep voice in this tent can't be Yan Kuo, right?!

The pores of Zhang Ziqi's whole body stood up in an instant, if this was the case, wouldn't it be better for him to leave early? But the content of the conversation between the people in the camp was obviously a secret among the secrets, and Zhang Ziqi really couldn't restrain his desire to listen.

If you can get a little more information, you may have the opportunity to know where Yu Wenxuan is now, and even the battle plan of the Southeast Army!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziqi's foot that had been removed was retracted.

"Lord Jiang's words are wrong, what our general means is that the situation of Wen Jingguo is their business, regardless of what the matter of the city lord of Wucheng is. At present, it is we, our army, and our country that are going to take the initiative to start a war, and there is a big question mark over whether they are ready to go to war. ”

Sure enough, it was Yan Kuo, and Zhang Ziqi confirmed his guess. But this Master Jiang doesn't know who it is.

"Fan Ziyu, according to your meaning, I was the city lord of Wucheng, a first-class important town in the southern country, the southeast hub, and was killed by the young sect master of one of the three major clans of Wenjing Kingdom in my own land and home, do we even have to hesitate to seek justice for him?"

"The last general didn't mean this, it's just that what happened to the city lord of Wucheng has yet to be confirmed, and it is a bit too hasty to start a war in a hurry. ”

"This is what Zuo Xiang means, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to Zuo Xiang and say. Now that this day of indulgence is over, I think the Southeast Army can almost regroup and prepare to go, right?"

"Don't be in a hurry, wait until noon to give the order to prepare, and it's too late to leave tomorrow morning. Yan Kuo said, his voice was low, and he could hardly hear any emotion.

"Obviously, an emergency combat readiness order has been issued, but General Yan is still so unhurried, I am afraid that Prime Minister Zuo will be dissatisfied if he finds out. Master Jiang's voice said in a strange voice.

"When did my Tu Nanguo become Chen Shaojie's Yiyantang? It is the edict of His Majesty the Emperor, and I also have the right to choose when to accept it. If Chen Shaojie has any dissatisfaction, just come to me. ”

"You..."

"Lord Jiang," seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Fan Ziyu hurriedly came to play the round, "Our Southeast Army has its own measure, and please don't worry about Lord Jiang, we will definitely go to the designated place on the appointed day." ”

"Hmph. ”

There was silence again in the tent.

Now Zhang Ziqi has roughly sorted out his own clues, but who killed the city lord of Wucheng, now Tu Nanguo has decided to start a war against Wenjingguo, and the strongest combat force of the Southeast Army is also going to be mobilized, this is an unchangeable fact, so for himself, the sooner the news is sent to Wenjingguo, the better.

I don't know what kind of expression the old guy will have when he learns that his young sect master has encountered such a thing, so he shouldn't be in a hurry and just pass.

"Who!"

Just when Zhang Ziqi was immersed in thinking, he woke up directly with a loud shout. It turned out to be a soldier who got up early to patrol without a hangover and directly discovered himself sneaking around the camp.

The people in the tent also heard this shout, and a young man immediately ran out to check it. Zhang Ziqi saw that this should be Fan Ziyu, the deputy commander of Fan who had just spoken.

"What's going on?" Fan Ziyu asked in a deep voice.

"Back to the deputy commander, when the last general was patrolling, he happened to bump into this person sneaking around next to the big tent of the Chinese army, as if he was eavesdropping!" The soldier mercilessly pointed to Zhang Ziqi, who was already scolding his mother in his heart at this time.

I really have no fear, even if the garrison is loose, this is a military camp, there are eyes everywhere, why didn't I leave as soon as possible?

"Whose subordinate are you, you don't even understand the rules?Is the Chinese army camp something you can approach casually?" Fan Ziyu scolded angrily.

"Back to the deputy commander, the last general Li Dabiao, number 9787, belongs to the Fourth Army, I was drunk last night and accidentally passed by here, and there was no eavesdropping, and I also asked the deputy commander Mingjian!"

Zhang Ziqi lowered his head and tried his best to cover his face with a helmet, only hoping that this Fan Ziyu could let himself go for the sake of indulgence.

"What's your name? Say it again?" Zhang Ziqi didn't notice, Fan Ziyu's face became even more ugly at this time, and his hand was already on the sword behind him.

"The last general, Li Dabiao, numbered ninety-seven, eighty-seven!" Zhang Ziqi felt that his memory should not be wrong, so he stubbornly reported it loudly again.

"What a Li Dabiao! What a thief, he dares to spread wilderness in the camp of our southeast army!" Fan Ziyu directly drew his sword and burst out, and slashed towards Zhang Ziqi.

"Damn, what's the situation? I'm not wrong! It's Li Dabiao!" Zhang Ziqi was so frightened that he jumped back directly to avoid the sword, and regardless of the pain from the injuries on his body, he turned around and fled backwards.

"I still want to run!" Fan Ziyu also immediately chased after him. The figures of the two of them were like two lightning bolts, and the speed was amazingly fast, so that the young soldiers who had just discovered Zhang Ziqi were stunned.

Fan Ziyu's heart had completely cooled, he was obviously surprised by Zhang Ziqi's speed and physical skills, and Fan Ziyu at this time had already regarded Zhang Ziqi as an assassin like Yu Wenxuan.

Could it be that this Wen Jingguo really has no one in his eyes, except for the city lord of Wucheng, even the life of the general of the Southeast Army wants to be taken?

Fan Ziyu was even more angry when he thought of this, did he really deceive me that there was no one in the southern country?

And Zhang Ziqi was also bitter in his heart, he didn't expect this deputy commander to have such cultivation, and looking at his menacing appearance, it didn't look like he would let go of himself easily, I am afraid that he will really chase to the ends of the earth.

What should I do, do you use the Taixu Jade Plate? Zhang Ziqi took out the Taixu Jade Plate from the inner lining and frantically poured true qi into it, but the Taixu Jade Plate was always unresponsive. And Fan Ziyu couldn't shorten the distance between him and Zhang Ziqi in a short period of time, and he was even more anxious.

The two had entered a stalemate at this time, and they didn't realize that from the direction of the camp tent of the Chinese army, a sharp arrow had broken through the air and roared, accurately locking Zhang Ziqi who was running.