"Anyway, since you have a strong heart, you deserve my full help. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info So what do you need help with in the battle with Qi Feiyun later?" Lingmiao Fairy paused and said, "At the critical moment, I can keep you safe." ”

"You don't need a fairy to help you. Cheng Ziming said categorically: "I already have a plan in my heart. The fairy still saves the power of the soul and talks to me more. ”

"Oh, don't you need my help?" asked the fairy curiously, "If you are so sure, what is there to worry about?

"Alas. Cheng Ziming sighed and said: "In today's battle, Yu Zhen dared to fight against an army of 400,000 with 800 soldiers. And when I faced Qi Feiyun, I had the idea of running away at least twice in my heart. In terms of strength, I, an immortal cultivator, are naturally far superior to Yu Zhen, a mortal. But if it is compared to courage and courage, I am still a few points behind after all.

Immortal cultivators can't compare to mortals, it's a shame. ”

"Haha. The fairy laughed out loud, her voice clear and beautiful, sounding indescribably comfortable. She said softly: "You don't know, this brave general is the bravest man in the world. In this small world, no one can compare with him in terms of courage and daring. He has the luck of this world, and it is natural that you can't compare to him. ”

"The bravest!" Cheng Ziming showed surprise on his face: "You can still get the blessing of luck in this world?"

As an immortal cultivator, Cheng Ziming naturally knew what this meant. Although the small world is not as vast as the big world, it is also self-contained, and it is an independent world. But any independent world will give birth to particularly outstanding people by chance. This brave general is actually the bravest person in this world, and he is also the bravest and most bold person in this small world.

No wonder Yu Zhen is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he dares to shoot the spirit bird giant eagle with feather arrows.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ziming was in a much better mood. But anyone who can be blessed by the luck of the small world is the best in the world, and even if they are mortals, they also have unusual advantages. Just like Yu Zhen, a brave general, he is so brave that even Cheng Ziming, an immortal cultivator, is ashamed of himself, which is also a normal thing.

Lingmiao Fairy smiled and said: "Don't underestimate mortals, immortal cultivators were also mortals at first, but they were only able to cultivate immortals by chance and talent stronger than ordinary mortals." In terms of quality, immortal cultivators may not be able to compare with the best among mortals. ”

Cheng Ziming said with relief: "What the fairy said is true. Originally, I couldn't understand why the Ancient Immortals had created such a small realm. There is no aura in this world, which is very unfavorable for cultivation, and the whole world is a mortal world. What are the benefits of training in such a small world? But now, I probably understand the intention of the Gu Immortals, and the experience in the world can also temper the mind and test the conduct, which is also very beneficial to cultivation. ”

"You seem to be particularly interested in the worlds in the temple. The fairy smiled, "If you want to go far, you must stand tall." If you are only a minor friar, you will not want to know the mysteries of the small world of the temple for the rest of your life. Only by becoming a great monk can you experience more, and eventually you can understand the secrets of the temple. ”

"Sure enough, you still have to work hard to improve your cultivation. Cheng Ziming smiled and said, "The fairy doesn't need to inspire me." I've known this kind of thing for a long time. ”

The two chatted quietly at the head of the city, accompanied by the breeze, the lights of the southern army camp, and a meteor in the night sky from time to time, which made it even more comfortable and romantic.

At this time, the southern army camp opposite was obviously not so relaxed and chic.

King Nan suffered a defeat during the day, and was almost beheaded by Yu Zhen, and now he is still a little frightened. He sat depressedly in the manager's tent, watching the room in front of him where civilian officials and military generals were arguing.

"If you want me to say, attack the city early tomorrow morning, concentrate all your forces, and specialize in the south gate of Fengye! The 400,000 army, even if you step on it directly, can level Fengye!" The person who spoke was about thirty years old, and it was the general of the southern country who organized the forward troops to attack the city during the day and rode on a black horse.

This person's surname is Zhu Mingmo, the character is illustrated, and he is the left general of the southern country, and he is the vanguard general of the southern army this time.

"No!" a bearded general with a white cloth wrapped around his chest struggled to his feet from his seat and said weakly, "the war was lost, and morale was low. Yu Ziyong is fierce and abnormal, and the Fengye defenders are in full swing. It's better to return to China and wait for the opportunity to fight again. ”

The southern general was pale and tired, and there were faint traces of blood on the white cloth on his chest. This person is the bearded general who was cut off by Yu Zhen in the chaos of the army. His surname is Cheng Mingtong, his words are wide, and he is the right general of the Southern Army. I didn't expect that this right general was so fatal, when he was stabbed horizontally in the chest, he didn't hurt his life, and he could discuss the military situation here.

King Nan sighed and asked, "Guangda, how are your injuries?" ”

Cheng thanked him, covered his wounds, and sat back in his seat.

King Nan rubbed his brows and asked, "Gao Yuan, how about the casualties in the army?"

A young civil official hurriedly walked up next to him, he was tall and thin, with an elegant temperament, he was a lieutenant of the southern country, surnamed Ling Mingfeng, and his words were high. He said in a low voice: "In today's battle, a total of four generals were killed and one general was injured in the South Gate, East Gate, West Gate, and North Gate Army. Eleven lieutenants and lieutenants were killed in battle, more than 2,000 sergeants were killed in battle, and more than 5,000 were seriously wounded and lightly wounded.

Our army is 400,000 strong, and these casualties are naturally nothing. It's just that the first battle was lost, which really demoralized the army. According to the minister, it is better to rest for a day tomorrow and hang up the exemption card outside the camp. It is also good to straighten out the military horses and boost morale. As for whether the day after tomorrow will be a war or a retreat, please ask the lord to decide. ”

King Nan sighed and asked, "Junde, King You is fighting with King Yu on the front line, what is the situation of the battle?"

Jun De is the face of the Southern Military Division, this person's surname is Gu Mingqian, he is less than thirty years old, dignified appearance, outstanding appearance, and has won the trust of the King of the South. Hearing Nanwang ask about himself, Gu Qian hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "On the front line of Youzhou and Yuzhou, the armies of the two countries are facing each other. Presumably, the decisive battle will begin soon. Since the lord promised King Youwang to send troops, it is always good to have enough appearance. The three-day battle period has not expired, and a rash withdrawal of troops may anger the Youwang. Now that the lord has sent troops and efforts, if he can't get the gratitude of the king in the end, it will be too much to lose.

It is better to follow what Gao Yuan said, hang out the war-free card tomorrow, rest the whole army for a day, and wait until the day after tomorrow to compete with the Fengye defenders. ”

Nan Wang nodded, straightened his body in the seat, raised his voice a little and asked, "Hengzhi, what do you think?"

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