Chapter 395 Despair

Zhao Fan didn't answer anything, just looked at Zhao Lingrui and continued to ask, "How is your relationship?"

Zhao Lingrui felt that his heartbeat was a little faster, but he calmed down and said, "We are friends, but we are not like-minded friends. We are just very clear to each other's practical benefits, so we are not afraid of cooperation between such naked interests."

Zhao Lingrui's answer was very pertinent, and it was not to avoid Zhao Fan's punishment. In fact, Zhao Lingrui also knew that although Li Mingyang showed great enthusiasm for himself like a hot-blooded teenager, Zhao Lingrui could really feel that although Li Mingyang really wanted to make friends with him, his purpose was actually exactly the same as his purpose.

Listening to Zhao Lingrui's answer, Zhao Fan pinched his chin and thought about it, and finally nodded and said, "Well, if it's true, it's a good thing. If the interaction between people is too emotional, sometimes it will ruin big things. Naturally, he can't be a fool if he can make such a great reputation at such an age. You can feel that he gets along with you for his interests, and he must have taken the initiative to show it. It seems that he is also a fellow person to honestly show his importance for Lingshi.

Zhao Lingrui smiled and said, "What a fellow." Many people in the Longting army are indeed such people. In fact, Li Mingyang can get along with Zhao Lingrui because of Zhao Lingrui's pure enthusiasm for pursuing interests. Maybe it's really tacky to talk about interests and spiritual stones, but sometimes people who dare to do so are really frank.

After sighing, Zhao Fan suddenly whispered, "If you have a chance, you can invite Li Mingyang and take my famous post."

"Please come with a name post?" Zhao Lingrui was shocked and then said, "Although we can't say that we are best friends, with our current relationship, it depends on my face. He will definitely refuse to invite him to Xianyang City once. In fact, that man is very easy to talk to."

"Use my name post." Zhao Fan said firmly, "This time, I will invite him to the banquet as the head of the Zhao family."

"The identity of the head of the family?" Zhao Lingrui was shocked again and vaguely confirmed his guess. Before hearing his father say that he wanted to hire people with his own famous post, Zhao Lingrui didn't think much about it. He just thought that his father was worried about giving such an important person to him and wanted to call him over and have a good talk with Li Mingyang. However, the gap between hearing that he invited people as the head of the Zhao family, not the head of the Longting army, is quite huge.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Lingrui also lowered his voice and asked, "Father, are you going to start the Longting Plan?"

Zhao Fan looked at Aiko with a smile and nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhao Lingrui raised his eyebrows, and suddenly showed a little fanaticism in his eyes. When he left, his shoulders seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

"Longting, Longting." Zhao Lingrui's face became more and more fanatical, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

Zhao Fan is still sitting on the cold throne. No one knows, not even Zhao Lingrui. This seemingly elegant but unknown material is actually the dragon chair that used to be in the Dragon City.

Touching for the lines on the dragon chair, Zhao Fan raised his head with his eyes closed and sighed gently

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Shu County, Shu Capital.

This is the last battle, which is destined to attract the attention of all the monks in the Central Plains. This is a battle that means that you want to become a real power boss in the Central Plains, but this is also a battle that is destined to pay a great price to win.

Under the overall control of the wheel and the exquisite command of the 20 real ghost commanders, the Jinzhu army tore open one after another on the defense line of the Shu army, and completed the annihilation of the Shu army through the cooperation between various exquisite monks.

At present, there are less than 200,000 Shu troops in Shudu, but there are still Shu troops attacking the Jinzhu army outside Shudu. In fact, if it hadn't been for the destruction of the supporting Shu army, the Jinzhu army would have launched the most violent attack on Shu County.

Finally, all the peripheral forces have been wiped out, and all the original Changyun County monks in Shangjing have also been hunted down. These people now feel that their lives are like a dream. A few months ago, they were only hunted down by the Shu army and could only fight and grab their territory in the dead wind battlefield. They knew that the chaos in the battlefield of the dead wind was caused by the counselors of the king of Shu, but none of them was absolutely strong. You can stand up, and there will always be some ambitious people who try to build their own foundation in troubled times.

But they just wanted to build a foundation, not a hegemony. At that time, Changyun County really made everyone feel desperate. But in just a few months, when Li Mingyang appeared in the battlefield of death, they began to live with a clear goal. And this goal, which seems that it may not be able to achieve in a lifetime, is only one last step away.

Up to now, all Changyun County monks don't want to talk about Changyun anymore. Now that they have joined the Jinzhu Army, they are used to calling themselves Jinzhu. Even before the destruction of Changyun County, they had never been so majestic in front of the Shu army. Now looking at the Shu army guarding in Shudu, all the monks of the Jinzhu army are arrogant. Although they know that it will be a bloody battle, no one is timid.

The self-confidence of the Jinzhu army comes from their strong combat strength. On this journey, the 600,000 allied forces in the Jinzhu army did not even lose 50,000 people. In fact, the battles on the road were almost one-sided victories, and the subsequent battles on the battlefield were more likely to clear the battlefield. The Shu army only held desperate thoughts, among which was more Many monks have become deserters.

After all, outsiders may not know yet, but many people in the Shu army already know what Yuan Wuwang and the king of Shu did. The king of Shu's attempt to destroy the Great Wall and kill Yuan Wuwang made many monks who had finally destroyed the Great Wall feel sad in their hearts, and many people were full of righteous indignation for Yuan Wuwang. Because of this, many monks simply gave up fighting for the king of Shu, threw away their spiritual armor and began to practice, and at the same time, they also saved their lives.

So in the subsequent battle of extermination, the Jinzhu army had almost no damage, and because some Shu generals left because of their chills, there began to lack a large number of officers in the Shu army, resulting in the originally extremely strong Shu army now becoming weak.

In Shudu, the king of Shu now seems to be stupid, sitting in the middle of the hall, and there is no one in the hall except him. Suddenly, a rapid footsteps sounded. The king of Shu slowly looked up at the door of the hall and saw a general rushing in: "Your Majesty, the Jinzhu army has begun to attack the city. What should we do?"

"Fight the city! Kill them back!" As soon as the weak king of Shu heard this question, he suddenly broke up and roared at the general.

The man didn't dare to say anything more. He ran out bravely. When he left, he heard him mutter in a low voice: "I said it's useless to ask him. Marshal Liu has to do more. Lord Yuan has left, and many commanders have left. What else can the king of Shu do besides losing his temper?" After saying that, he looked back and heard the roar in the palace. Not only did he frown deeper, but his eyes were full of sadness.

In the hall, the rage of the king of Shu is not over. He kept cursing, scolding Yuan Wuwang, scolding the generals of the Shu army who abandoned him in this battle, cursing Wang Chen, and cursing all the people he could curse. The guards around the hall have been far away. In fact, everyone now knows what's going on. It's just that the king of Shu is determined to stay in this doomed capital.

Like the general who just passed the order, every time they looked at the palace, the eyes of the monks guarding in Shudu would show deep worries, especially after they became hundreds of thousands of bamboo troops, their eyes were not only worried, but also began to have many other brilliance.

After the messenger took back the reply of the king of Shu, Liu Chuan just smiled bitterly, and then began to command the Shu monks to defend the city with a calm face. Fortunately, this is only a tentative siege of the Jinzhu army. The thin camel is bigger than a horse. After all, the war cooperation ability of the Shu monks is second to none. No matter how fierce the momentum of the Jinzhu army is, it will not really rampage. When they are in power, they rarely think about it for the sake of reputation, and they still need to consider getting arrogant benefits with as little loss as possible, which is very similar to that of businessmen.

Although the Jinzhu army was just a test, this siege lasted for three hours. The two sides dropped the bodies of thousands of monks and began to prepare for the next battle.

The Jinzhu Army was originally on the side of the siege, and they suffered relatively more losses in this battle. However, after the war, although the monks of the Jinzhu Army also had a sad expression on their faces, the whole camp of the Jinzhu Army always exuded an undisguably confident and surging fighting spirit.

But this battle was obviously that the Shu army defeated the enemy. After the war, there was no relaxed expression on the faces of the Shu monks, and even their faces were more than just worried.

Liu Chuan, as the most prestigious commander in Shu County, is now most afraid to see this scene in front of him. He is not afraid of the bloody war or the hardships of the war. He is most afraid to see the desperate look on the faces of his monks. Now it is not as simple as low morale, and Liu Chuan can't even see the slightest vitality of the monks guarding the city.

Looking at the Shu army like dead water, Liu Chuan sighed, and his eyes, which were still a little hopeful, finally faded.

Suddenly, a monk hurried over and said to Liu Chuan, "Grand Marshal Liu, please."