Chapter 2 Worry

Silent.

The bright moon hanging high in the night sky coated the earth with a layer of silver, and the large camp, which lasted for dozens of miles, was calm. Occasionally, soldiers in charge of patrolling the night passed by in the afterglow of the torch burning, and in the center of the camp, the largest tent was still brightly lit.

Dongfeng Min sat in front of the wooden case, looked at the sand table in front of him, and looked at the wooden plaque on the sand table like a stone statue. The bright candlelight pulled his figure extremely clearly, and an indescribable sense of heaviness overflowed in the tent.

On the sand table, the cyan wooden cards belonging to Dongzhao have gathered together, while the red wooden cards belonging to Nanqi are alone blocking the route of Dongzhao to Nanqi. In addition to the two, the corners of the sand table are black wooden cards representing the imperial court, with a large number.

After a series of hard battles, Nanqi has not ushered in victory for a long time after Dongfeng Min's last bold breakthrough. That crazy raid made Dongzhao embarrassed, and even the little princess of Dongzhao almost died on the battlefield. However, because of this, Nanqi is now in a painful situation.

The little princess of Dongzhao, who slowed down, took over the command of the army of Dongzhao from her second brother without hesitation, and took advantage of Shumen and the reinforcements of the Dongyi tribe. Dongzhao insisted on the southern Qi border. However, because the Southern Qi side recaptured the occupied land, the army had to divide troops and garrison. For a while, it failed to cause any major blow to Dongzhao. They watched Dongzhao's army become stronger day by day...

With a clatter, the curtain of the tent was lifted. Nanqi Huya sat Chen Hu's golden knife next to Dongfeng Min. Half of his armor was removed, and his right arm was wrapped with a thick bandage, surrounded by a strong smell of herbs. As the two generals of Southern Qi, in terms of force, it is naturally Dongfeng Min, but in terms of marching and platooning, Chen Hu is slightly better. In fact, except for the unexpected crazy advance, the command of the Southern Qi army has always been in Chen Hu's hands.

"How's the injury?"

"Don't lift the knife in two or three months."

Chen Hu's face was not good-looking. In a tentative/confrontation three days ago, he, who was in command, once again met the young general of Dong Zhao, Hu Yantu. When they met for the first time, Chen Hu almost died under the other party's arrow, and the army was also defeated by the other party. Unexpectedly, the second collision, the other party was still so sharp and unparalleled. Not only did he lead the army against the fierce attack of the Tiger Guard, but also shot Chen Hu's arm with one arrow! After repeatedly losing power in front of this young man, the depression and anger in Chen Hu's heart can be imagined.

"The enemy has completely gained a foothold under the leadership of their little princess, but the current situation is still favorable to us. The army of the imperial court has killed Dongzhao..."

Dong Min only said half of the words. Although there was no export behind, Chen Hu didn't understand that Dongzhao is now in a dilemma, and Nanqi has not been able to receive news from the rear for several days in a row. According to those fragmented information, Dongfeng Min can roughly infer that Wangcheng is currently suffering The situation encountered.

It's just ironic that national events will be affected by a group of martial artists. How has such a situation happened since Zhou was sealed? Since when has the deterrent power of the country and the military become a joke? Dongfeng Min can't wait to kill back, but now he has to stay here temporarily because of the army of Eastern Zhao...

"To break this deadlock, one is that the imperial army will send troops to support, the second is that Dong Zhao will automatically retreat to China, and the third is that we will make a great victory and force them to retreat!"

Chen Hu looked at the map and said. At present, the southern Qi army still has only about 20,000 soldiers with combat effectiveness, and most of the rest are wounded soldiers and logistics. Although there is no definite information, Chen Hu can still infer that the enemy's living force is between 40,000 and 60,000, which is stronger than Southern Qi. This contrast is really amazing.

"A big victory..."

Dongfeng Min twisted his neck and made a crackling sound. He looked at the wooden card on the sand table, and there was some vague flow of thoughts in his eyes.

"Yes, a big victory."

"Do you already have a plan?"

"Hmm."

"say."

In the camp, the two commanders of the Southern Qi army began to plan a strategy to break the deadlock. In the East Zhao camp, on the high watchtower, the young general Hu Yantu stood on his arms. The night wind blew his hair and looked like a weak and versatile scholar, if he ignored the set of sinking on him. Heavy armor...

After a series of fierce battles, Hu Yantu is no longer just a simple famous general in the Eastern Zhao army. He has not fallen into the prestige of the family, but has become the second figure of Dongzhao at this moment, only under the little princess. Thinking of the little princess, the handsome general couldn't help hanging an arc at the corners of his mouth.

"The pearl of the East China Sea... Let me see to what extent you can command."

Speaking to himself, Hu Yantu's tone did not sound like the general respect and love of the little princess by Dongzhao people. However, as a family of Dongzhao Wuxun, Huyan did not seem to have any reason to oppose the heir of Dongzhao. The most outstanding young man of the Huyan family leaned against the wooden railing and looked at the scattered tent areas in the distance. It seemed incompatible with the well-organizing layout of the camp and frowned slightly.

That is the reinforcement of Dongzhao, the army of the Dongyi people. Although there are more than 20,000 people, Huyantu never pays attention to it. In his opinion, although these Dongyi soldiers can give a blow to Nanqi with strange tactics, as long as Nanqi adapts or resists, the Dongyi will have no chance of winning. Under the same conditions, the combat effectiveness of the Middle-Tunic soldiers is absolutely above that of Dongyi soldiers, which is due to the gap caused by the difference in ethnic bloodlines. .

Since the actual help brought by the Dongyi people is not great, we have to pay attention to the destruction they bring. It is scattered and undisciplined. Almost all the taboo Dongyi people in the army have it. Such an existence is likely to lead to the collapse of the Eastern Zhao army. However, even if Huyantu is the number two figure in today's army, there is still nothing he can do with these Dongyi soldiers, because they are directly under the little princess.

"Little girl..."

South Qi Wangcheng.

The vortex-like dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, as if the sky is about to collapse, and on the ground, the magnificent city is already dilapidated at this moment.

The collapsed city wall piled up into a pile of rocks like ruins, and Ren Xu stood at this invisible gate.

Ren Xu clenched his hands and then loosened them repeatedly to relax his muscles. At this moment, the energy consumption of both sides is too great. It is not easy for a legendary master to kill a legendary master. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, looking at the sad wind crying and smoke in the center of the royal city, Ren Xu can imagine what happened there...

Bai Qiaoqiao and Lin Sihuan have been taken to the inner city by Yin Sanlang. Because of the palace, Ren Xu could not stop it, which made him more irritable, but what made Ren Xu more angry was the two women standing in front of him at this moment.

Momen White Emperor, Shumen Dream.

When Bai Qiaoqiao and Lin Sihuan were taken away, Ren Xu was furious and tried to kill Bai Di to enter the city, but he was stopped by a woman who suddenly appeared. When he saw the other party's appearance clearly, his mood was so complicated that he didn't know what it was like...

The period of time when Nanman got along was often recalled by Ren Xu. The indifferent and generous woman was the goal set in his heart. However, this woman now stood opposite him and told him that he and she were enemies. Ren Xu didn't say anything. Since he took action in the opposite direction, he did not speak.

After a few moves by the White Emperor, Ren Xu not only completely eliminated his previous advantages, but also almost was seriously injured. If it hadn't been too magical, if his body hadn't been really perverted, I'm afraid he would have fallen down when Menger took action, but Ren Xu didn't. Taishang Xindian is crazy, and the energy in the body swims like a sea tide, constantly washing away the damaged meridians and wounds, but a few breathing time suppresses the injury at the lowest point.

Standing beside the White Emperor, Menger's face did not have a familiar smile on Ren Xu's face. In fact, when Ren Xu fought with the White Emperor, Menger looked at it not far away. She thought that Ren Xu would not be the opponent of the White Emperor, but...

"He is very strong. I can't guarantee our agreement."

Bai Di looked at her and said that Meng'er could clearly see the hands hidden behind the martial arts woman were constantly trembling. Although the arm that was severely defeated by Ren Xu had been taken over, she could not exert all her strength for a moment. As the White Emperor, one of the five gods of the Demon Gate, since he has saved the situation, he will never let Ren Xu drag the battle into the previous rhythm...

Meng'er has an appointment with the White Emperor. As long as he defeats Ren Xu, he will not take his life. In the end, Menger still has a good impression of this young man who once fought side by side with her. Thinking of the way the other party shouted to marry her in the snow, Menger also had mixed feelings.

She will not make a private life with Ren Xu because of the other party's two words. However, the relationship between those days was enough to make Ren Xu her friend. Now it is really not a comfortable thing for friends to be together...

"Have you discussed it?"

In the quiet, Ren Xu took the first step. Under the sense of the air machine, Bai Di and Meng'er also took a step together.

"The target of Tianganmen should be in the palace, not the chivalrous gate. Let my people go, or I will die."

With the murderous words, Ren Xu's eyes were faintly red, and various blows made the young man's mood extremely bad, like a gunpowder barrel.

Looking at the strength emitted by the other party, there was a trace of helplessness on his face. As the five masters of the Demon Gate, she knows a lot of things and has read many records. She has vaguely guessed that there must be one of the four unique learnings in Ren Xu.

Any of the four unique skills can shock the world. In the face of Ren Xu, who has one of them, although the other party's promotion to the legendary realm is still short, it can no longer be calculated by common sense, so the momentum of the White Emperor continues to rise, and she is ready to fight desperately. Ren Xu is right. The goal of Tiangan Gate should not be Xiamen, but since Zhao Yunyang made such a decision, the White Emperor will unreservedly believe the purpose of the Red Emperor's decision.

So, this battle is still unavoidable...