The cause of war is often very simple, a verbal insult, a humiliation, an assassination, or a petty conflict.

If you dig deeper into the reasons for this, it is often because of those stubborn and unchanging interests.

Murong Cheng looked at the severed hand on the table, the green tendons on his clenched fists burst out, and his eyes alternated sadness and anger.

When he saw his son, who was active and high-spirited in the past, now he became a depressed look like a dead heart, Xiao Ambition's heart was cold, and a big war was inevitable.

Now that King Jing has already expressed his attitude with his sword, then you live or die!

The entire Youyun Murong Clan quickly became operational, and the troops began to flow in the direction of Fengyang City.

What is a hero, as soon as the thought is established, there is no distraction.

Life is just a big gamble.

In this situation, since you can't be friends, you must be your mortal enemy.

In Fengyang City, when Deng Qing put the information on Pei Zhen's desk with an ugly face, His Royal Highness King Jing, who was originally in a good situation, was left with Murong Cheng to the death.

The Pei Mu family in the north and the Bao family in the south are on their own borders, each with 10,000 troops, strictly defended, and there are follow-up reinforcements, and the expected number of defenders is 20,000.

According to the secret information, the 20,000 elite soldiers came from the Sand Sea and the Libing Mountain respectively.

Yelu Jincai, who was in charge of military training, had darker skin and thinner and thinner, and he knelt on one knee in the hall and explained to King Jing the reasons why he could not send troops for the time being.

Looking at Pei Zhen, Cui Xian, Zheng Xuan and the others, Chi Xuance suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have rejected Murong Ke so decisively that day.

Huangfu Ye got up and faced Pei Zhen, "Your Highness, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have clashed with Young Master Murong that day, otherwise the situation wouldn't be so difficult." ”

Chi Xuance sighed in his heart, his mind was still mixed, in the end, he was not as good as the Holy Son, who lived brightly, and he quickly stood up and admitted his mistakes together while admiring it.

"Brother Huangfu, Mr. Chi, these words are out of sight. Not to mention that it was already clear afterwards that it was Murong Ke who was rude first, even if there was really any mistake, could it be that we couldn't tolerate it? If we don't seek to solve the problem, we will talk about the responsibility first, and how can it be the way to achieve something. Don't say that again. Pei Zhen still waved his hand so generously.

He stood up and lifted Yelu Jincai's hands up, "General Yelu, it's been hard these days. ”

Yelu Jincai said loudly: "Your Highness is serious, where the duty lies, how dare you say that you are tired." It's just that at present, the total number of combatable soldiers in the four cities in our hands does not exceed 8,000, and if the rest of the recruits go to the battlefield at this moment, the casualties will be great. ”

Yelu Jincai once again emphasized Fang Cai's words, and his eyes stayed slightly on Zheng Xuan and Deng Qing, the two former core people of the General's Mansion, hoping that these two people who knew the army could support two sentences.

Zheng Xuan did not live up to his expectations, and said: "Untrained soldiers, if they rush into battle, it will be difficult to hurt the enemy, not to mention, it is easy to mess up with themselves, or it will be counterproductive, town, you have to think twice." ”

"Then according to Mr. Surawa's meaning, what should we do now?" Chi Xuance asked

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"Don't provoke lightly, do a good job of defense. Zheng Xuan said in a deep voice.

Traditionally, the Beiyuan army has always valued field warfare rather than attacking and defending around the city, but in any case, defending the city is always more advantageous than attacking the city.

Zheng Xuan's words are not unreasonable.

Mr. Tsura's statement is very reasonable. Chi Xuance smiled and spoke, "However, in my humble opinion, it is not suitable for the moment." ”

Zheng Xuan's expression was as usual, "I would like to hear about it." ”

"If we have ten or twenty cities in our hands, we have no choice but to do this, but we only have four cities, and even if we hold on, the resources we can deploy are extremely limited. Who can guarantee that the tens of thousands of troops on the north and south sides will not fall into the ground when Murong Cheng's army is pressuring?

Chi Xuance patted his hands lightly and paced slowly in the hall, "So, my suggestion is that since there is no possibility of reconciliation with Murong Cheng, then take advantage of the fact that he has not yet completed the deployment, preemptively seize as much territory as possible from him, push our defense line forward, and integrate internal affairs behind the army to quickly synchronize." ”

In the end, Pei Zhen agreed to the strategy of preemptive strike, and Yelu Jin had no choice but to gather capable troops and launch a surprise attack on Murong Cheng's territory early tomorrow morning.

That night, Zheng Xuan and Deng Qing sat side by side in a city, carrying a pot of wine and drinking silently.

"What's the matter?" Deng Qing said with a smile.

"Hehe, will you be angry with the town?" Zheng Xuan asked directly.

Deng Qing patted his knee and sighed, "Yes, no matter what, you have to do your best to protect him." ”

"The general is gone, the people who were familiar with him have dispersed, he is only a teenager, he has to pick up such a big burden, if we are still there to be hypocritical, we are really not human. Zheng Xuan took a sip of wine.

"Then why are we running out to drink?" Deng Qing smiled.

"Don't you want to be depressed alone?" Zheng Xuan angrily bumped Deng Qing's shoulder.

A smile was followed by a longer silence.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight!"

"I heard that Yunmeng Daze is smoky and rarely sees the moon?"

"Can you have some fun?"

"What's so much fun about it. ”

The two people in the city chatted slowly, one by one, and around the corner, the black-clothed young man beside Cui Xian burst into tears.

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When Li Zhichuan walked into the gate of Jincheng, Wen Wei had already greeted him with a carriage.

In the small courtyard, Xun Yu and Li Zhichuan met again after many years.

Gao Daoshi saluted solemnly, Xun Yu smiled and waved his hand, "Between you and me, why be polite." ”

His eyes looked behind Li Zhichuan, "There are some people who have to learn to be polite!"

Li Zhichuan coughed lightly, and a person who had been hiding behind him walked out with trembling legs, "Idol grandfather, little Li Zi has asked you to say goodbye." ”

Li Zhichuan's face turned red, Wen Wei was smiling vigorously on the side, and Xun Yu deliberately made a face, "Oh, how did I hear that you are spreading rumors everywhere."

I put you under house arrest and abused you?"

Li Zi fell to the ground, "That's just me fooling my master, who is talking nonsense with a thousand knives." ”

In front of Li Zhichuan, Xun Yu didn't want to deliberately embarrass Li Zi again, and rubbed his head with a smile, "I don't know who you learned from this nonsense, okay, let Grandpa Wen take you around to play." ”

Li Zi turned his head to look at Li Zhichuan, and when he saw that the master bowed slightly, he ran away.

Xun Yu pointed to the chair beside him, "Sit down and say, you stand here, make me an old man very stressed." ”

Li Zhichuan sat down and asked, "What is the current situation?"

"It's all about winning or losing that big fight. Your people have entered Tianjing City, you will also go to the north next, the circle of Kulian is almost over, and the final foothold should still be in the northwest, Confucianism will take its time city by city. ”

"What about you?" what Xun Yu said was about the three sects, and he naturally had to care about the old Ling family.

"The wild goose sneaked back to the north in shock, Yunluo should know the next road after his own little things, if he doesn't know yet, you go to the north and help me remind me. Fu Lin can't always be idle in Yunmeng Sect, let him go to the northwest. Xun Yu tapped on the armrest of the rattan chair and said slowly: "In addition, Zhou Mo went to the palace of Yang Xun, the king of Chu, which can be regarded as a backhand." ”

Li Zhichuan nodded in response, and the two continued to talk a lot.

Finally, Li Zhichuan took out a jade jue from his arms and handed it to Xun Yu, "This is what Shi Sheng carried with him before his death, and Yu Zhi handed it to me." ”

Xun Yu stood up abruptly, and reached out to take it with an excited expression, "After so many years, I finally got a complete one." ”

Soon after, a carriage carrying Xun Yu and Li Zhichuan drove towards the Xiling Sword Sect.

In the Sword Sect, Jiang Taixu was lying on the chair outside the door of the Sword Pavilion and dozing, but his eyelids kept jumping, he turned over with a scolding, and just happened to see Chen Qingfeng leading two people over.

Seeing Xun Yu's smiling face, Jiang Taixu was angry, he was fooled and lame by this old thing before, and the Zhongxing hope that the Sword Sect had been waiting for was not returned, so that every time his uncle saw Chen Qingfeng's resentful eyes, he felt a little sorry for this exhausted nephew.

If he came alone, he would still be able to put on a show, and Li Zhichuan would be with him, which was really embarrassing.

Jiang Taixu stood up, greeted Li Zhichuan exactly, and then led them into the wooden house behind the Sword Pavilion.

Li Zhichuan knew the reason why Jiang Taixu ignored Xun Yu, but he had no choice but to look at his nose and nose and pretend not to know.

After a long time, when Xun Yu and Li Zhichuan left, Jiang Taixu actually sent them to the mountain gate in person, he held Xun Yu's hand, and said with a smile: "Good things like this come often." ”

Xun Yu arched his hand, "It's easy to say." ”

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Yunmeng Daze was much more peaceful and lively than before, and cultivators and ordinary people finally had the courage and opportunity to enter it and experience that vast soup for themselves

Soup, endless, sunrise and sunset, the beautiful scenery of the weather.

And all of this depends on the newly rising Yunmeng Sect.

On the core mountain of the Yunmeng Sect, there were suddenly many fewer people.

Yu Zhi rejected the kindness of the sect leader Jiang Cang, bid farewell to everyone, took two maidservants, and went to the northwest to help the needy;

After receiving a secret letter, Yan Jinghan and Xie Chong also discussed with Jiang Cang and Fu Lin for one night, and then disappeared without a trace;

Therefore, at this moment, the only person who could stand side by side with Sect Master Jiang Cang at the highest place of the Yunmeng Sect was Fu Lin.

Fu Lin, who was fluttering in white, looked at somewhere from afar, "Meng Xiaoniu actually became good friends with his childhood, and this kid is also a blessed one." ”

Jiang Cang, the sect leader of the Yunmeng Sect, is very satisfied with everything now, and they really didn't lie to him, the Yunmeng Sect is thriving, and everyone has a happy expression on their faces, which is something called hope.

He nodded, "This kid made meritorious contributions at several critical times during the Great War, and now he deserves it." ”

"You deserve it, too. Fu Lin had a smile in his eyes, Jiang Cang was stunned, and then laughed.

The elder in charge of intelligence of Yunmeng Sect quietly went up the mountain and handed a secret letter to Fu Lin, Fu Lin unfolded it, turned his head and said to Jiang Cang: "Brother Jiang, there will be no one to accompany you here to see the scenery next." ”

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Outside the city, on the leafy path, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground.

The coachman and the young man who were with Mr. Wu were lying on the ground, already exhausted, but Mr. Wu's body was nowhere to be seen.

After about half an hour, another louder sound of horses' hooves sounded, Xue Rui personally came with a team of men and horses, and after carefully inspecting the corpses on the ground, he said coldly: "He can't run far, chase me!"

And in a forest dozens of miles away from here, two figures were running at great speed.

If you look closely, there are three of them!

For one of them was lying on the back of a man in a green shirt, and beside them was a woman in white.

They continued to run wild for a long time, until it was dark, and the three of them stopped in a hidden forest.

The man in the green shirt put down the man on his back, took water and dry food from the square inch and handed it to the man whose legs were broken at the knees.

The man was Mr. Wu, who was chased and killed by Xue Rui.

Although he knew Xue Rui's temperament, he still had some extravagant hopes, but who knew that Xue Rui didn't say a word, and directly ordered someone to kill him.

After a few years of master and servant, it still made Mr. Wu a little sad.

Fortunately, he thought he was going to die, but he was rescued by these two young people who suddenly appeared and brought him all the way here.

Mr. Wu looked at the gentle man in green shirt and the veiled woman in white next to him, and arched his hand: "Thanks to the two of you for your help, Wu has thanked me here, my body is crippled, and I can't salute, please don't blame him." ”

The man in green shirt smiled and waved his hand, "The road is uneven, there is nothing to thank." ”

Mr. Wu said again: "If the two of you descend from the sky, are they true gods?"

The man in green shirt and the woman in white glanced at each other and shook her head helplessly, "We don't know why, we came out of a place and it was on that dirt bag." Dare to ask where is this place?"

Mr. Wu smiled, "The name of this place is called Frost Cold Sand Sea, and now Xue Rui, the third son of Emperor Yuan, is sealed here, so it is renamed Bedjia Sand Sea." We are on the southern edge of the Sand Sea. ”

"How far is that from Fengyang City?" the man in the green shirt was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

"Fast horses also take four or five days. Mr. Wu looked at the man in the green shirt with deep meaning, and the wind was blowing in the city, which was interesting.

Immediately, he laughed at himself again, what does this have to do with him, he is no longer Xue Rui's mastermind.

After resting for a while, the sky was just dawning, and the three of them continued to move forward, arrived in a city, found an inn, and Mr. Wu said to the two: "Two ben dukes, Wu will not delay the two of them much, here, Wu has a way to protect himself." ”

The man in the green shirt thought for a while, and took out three talismans from his arms, "This is a simple talisman I drew myself, two great power talismans, and one dodge talisman, which are connected with blood, can play a partial role, and may be useful." ”

Mr. Wu sat on the chair, took it with both hands, and looked grateful, "Thank you." ”

The man in green shirt waved his hand, "So we're leaving, take care." ”

The woman in white also clenched her fists lightly, "Take care." ”

Looking at the two figures who turned around, Mr. Wu suddenly felt a little touched in his heart.

Originally, he remembered the story of Xue Rui who saved him back then, so he had been resisting too much communication with these two people, and he had decided to live in seclusion, and he didn't want to get involved in other things anymore, so he had to be an ungrateful villain.

It can be seen that these two people really turned around and left so generously, and his experience and upbringing made his conscience really unhappy.

So he said, "Wait!"

The man in green shirt and the woman in white turned around in surprise.

Mr. Wu arched his hand and said: "Dare to ask the surnames of the two Engongs, and Wu will always remember them for the rest of his life." ”

The man in green shirt thought for a while and smiled: "My name is Yunluo." ”

I didn't think that Mr. Wu would change color in an instant, and he fell off the chair suddenly, even if his legs were broken and he fell on the ground, he didn't feel distressed.

Yunluo was shocked, and hurriedly went over to help, but was dragged by Mr. Wu.

Ignoring Yunluo's support, Mr. Wu supported the ground with one hand, suppressed his crying, and said in a trembling voice: "The Ling family's military god is a battalion, and the third-class silver operator has no way, and he has seen the little lord!"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Sword and Immortal" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~