In the Xiangdu City Lord's Mansion, Xiao Qi frowned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah Chang, what do you say Kong Wenzhao is thinking, why hasn't he come to attack the city for so long?"

After the army of Lu entered the city, Kong Wenzhao actually transferred all the soldiers and horses besieging the city and guarded the camp every day.

Xiao Qi even opened the city gate and sent generals to call for battle, but the Pingyang army still hung up the exemption card and refused to fight.

Kong Wenzhao's abnormal behavior made Xiao Qi feel uneasy.

"Uncle, you don't have to worry at all. ”

If it is in front of the generals, in order to avoid suspicion and maintain Xiao Qi's majesty, Huan Chang has always called Xiao Qi Lord.

In private, Huan Chang still calls Xiao Qi his uncle.

Xiao Qi frowned slightly, and said, "If I don't figure out what the enemy is thinking, how can I rest assured?"

Huan Chang comforted: "If time drags on, it will not hurt us, wait for the Qinglongwei to regather the battle qi, and the White Tiger Battalion will return to its peak state." ”

"At that time, no matter what the enemy's intrigues were, we could break them with force. ”

"Moreover, the enemy's 50,000-strong army is besieging the city, and the daily consumption of money and food is not a small amount, if the enemy army delays for too long, there will definitely be problems with logistics and supply. ”

"So, no matter what aspect you think about, there is no need for my uncle to be in a hurry. ”

Xiao Qi's face softened slightly when he heard this, he stroked his beard lightly, and said: "Ah Chang's words are also reasonable, now there is enough grain and grass in the city, and I am not afraid of the thieves cutting off my grain route." ”

It's just that Huan Chang looked at Xiao Qi's expression at this time, and he stopped talking.

Xiao Qi saw Huan Chang's appearance, and immediately said unhappily: "I'm not an outsider, Ah Chang has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it, why bother to spit it out?"

Huan Chang took a deep breath, and then said: "Dare to ask uncle, what is the level of the person with the highest martial arts who accompanied the army on this expedition?"

This question is a secret in the military, and it is no wonder that Huan Chang hesitated for a long time before asking it.

Xiao Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

After pondering for a long time, he said: "I brought a few peak martial artists who entered the room, and they hid in the army to prevent the thief army from sending masters to assassinate the generals. ”

When Huan Chang heard this, his face became extremely solemn.

"I've heard that powerful warriors can make the difference between victory and defeat in a war. ”

"Although the Juye Gang is a third-rate sect, it has accumulated for so many years, and there should be martial artists in the sect who have transformed into mortal realms. ”

"What if the Juye Gang sends such a master to assassinate my uncle and the generals in the army?"

Theoretically speaking, the White Tiger Battalion and the Qinglong Guard may not be able to stop ordinary mortal realm martial artists.

But the martial artists of the mortal realm, they can come as much as they want, and leave as soon as they want, and the White Tiger Camp and the Green Dragon Guard can't stop them at all.

This kind of powerful martial artist is elusive, if he really wants to assassinate Xiao Qi, there is no one in the Lu army who can stop him.

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Ah Chang is too worried, that kind of realm martial artist is not allowed to participate in the war at all, otherwise he will definitely die." ”

Huan Chang's heart moved, and he asked, "Why is Uncle so determined?"

Xiao Qi shook his head and said, "You are still too young now, and you know a lot of things, which is not of much benefit to you." ”

"You just need to know that the martial artists of the Mortal Realm are not without constraints, otherwise if they go to assassinate the king, won't the king definitely die?"

Huan Chang was stunned in his heart, and asked again: "Could it be that there are no mortal realm martial artists under the command of the king?"

Xiao Qi fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "I don't know much about the details. ”

"Actually, before I set out on the expedition, I was also worried that the Juye Gang would send this kind of warrior, but the king didn't care. ”

"It was also from that time that I learned that martial artists in the Mortal Realm could not do whatever they wanted, let alone participate in war. ”

Huan Chang had more doubts in his heart, but he didn't continue to ask.

He could vaguely feel that the water was very deep, and I was afraid that even Xiao Qi had only touched the fur.

"In that case, I'm relieved. ”

For ten consecutive days, Kong Wenzhao shrank his troops, hung up the war-free card and defended the camp, no matter how provocative the Lu army was, the Pingyang army never fought with it.

In the spacious tent, the gray-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, his body disappeared and appeared in the commander's tent, where he saw a man in black.

The man looked to be about fifty years old, his figure was a little thin, and his face was quite old-fashioned, as if he couldn't smile.

"Changge, you're here. ”

The old man looked at the man carefully for a while, and his eyes showed a look of relief.

"The disciple has seen the ancestor!"

The man in black leaned over and saluted, his eyes showing awe.

The old man looked at Changge carefully for a while, and suddenly sighed: "We were not optimistic about you at the beginning, and we thought that your little junior brother would achieve the highest achievements in the future." ”

"But you have been dormant for twenty-five years, but you have soared into the sky, even surpassing your master and uncle. ”

"On the other hand, Wen Zhao is the same as his father, his cultivation is standing still, and there is no way to go further!"

Speaking of this, the old man looked a little embarrassed.

Changge said: "The disciple's qualifications are average, and he can only sharpen a sword in twenty-five years. ”

"Master and junior disciples are all highly qualified, but their hearts are not in cultivation. ”

Changge was a little unsmiling, which may have something to do with his original experience.

"Senior brother, you're here!"

At this moment, Kong Wenzhao walked in from outside, and after seeing Changge, his eyes showed excitement.

Changge's old-fashioned face finally showed a smile.

At the beginning of the sect, although Changge was a senior brother, his cultivation progress was the slowest among the third-generation disciples.

It took him twenty-five years to cultivate his True Qi.

Therefore, many disciples in the Juye Gang looked down on Changge, and some even suggested abolishing the identity of Changge's senior brother.

Only the sect leader of the Juye Gang and the junior brother Kong Wenzhao overrode the public opinion and treated Changge as before.

was looked down upon by almost everyone, and these people also included their own junior brothers and sisters, which made Changge develop a taciturn character.

But in the next five years, Changge's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and his martial arts surpassed three generations of disciples, and even surpassed his master and uncle.

Now Changge has a high status in the sect, but he still doesn't smile, and only when he sees his master and Kong Wenzhao will he smile.

"Little junior brother, Master asked me to help you. ”

Hearing the word 'Master', Kong Wenzhao's face froze obviously, and then asked, "Is Father okay?"

"Master is fine, but I miss you very much. ”

"It's been ten years since you left the sect, and even the former Pingyang City Lord didn't know that you were the son of the sect master. ”

"After this war is over, you will return to the sect with me to cultivate, and don't worry about these messy things anymore. ”

Kong Wenzhao showed a look of hesitation on his face, and finally nodded emphatically.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but show a look of relief.

Among the three generations of disciples, he is actually the most optimistic about Kong Wenzhao, if Kong Wenzhao can cultivate quietly, he may not be able to accumulate a lot.

In the old man's opinion, having more martial arts powerhouses is the foundation of a sect.

Indulged in the world, always falling behind.