Sky Cultivation

Chapter 356 Controversy

"Pear, I..." Lu Batian blushed and didn't know what to say for a moment. His arrogant head was also deeply buried in his chest.

"This is the first battle of our demon clan. You attack me like this. It's not only you, but also Mr. Jin!" The middle-aged man said with a cold face.

The leader's face also turned red: "We have made a big mistake, and please punish us!"

"Please punish the patriarch!" As Mr. Jin bowed, tens of thousands of soldiers behind him knelt on one knee at the same time and shouted in unison, sounding all over the world.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man looked as usual, and the effect he wanted has been achieved. Mr. Jin is the elder of the whole clan. He is extremely high in number, respected, and the only person he admires. In doing so, he just wants tens of thousands of soldiers to cast a shadow in his hearts when they fight in the future.

"That's all! Now that our figure has appeared in their eyes, let's make a little bigger!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and made everyone get up.

"Ming'er!"

"Father!" The young man beside the middle-aged man quickly agreed, and his tone was full of respect.

"Lao Jin, this time I want you and Lu Batian to lead the team and take Minger with him. He also needs to exercise more. Since it leaks, let's have a good time!" The man's face was full of majesty. He glanced at him for a week and said faintly.

"It's my father (p patriarch)!" Xiao Ming's face was excited, and his eyes were full of unquestionable ambition.

"I will give you 50,000 horses this time, but the goal is no longer the Shuilong Legion, but the Cao Yun Legion of the Cao family. No matter in any aspect, the strength of Cao Yun Legion is far inferior to the Shuilong Legion. What we need now is a victory. I hope you don't let me down again!" The man's face was unusually cold, and his tone was full of caution.

"Father, Cao Yun's army only has 20,000 horses, and there are no masters he like. Isn't it a little useless to send 50,000 troops and so many masters?" Xiao Ming said puzzledly.

"Hmm! Large and small? Forget how Guang Lao died? Even Lynch was defeated. Remember that no matter what kind of enemy you face, don't take it lightly. What I want is victory to inspire our warriors!"

Xiao Ming was very helpless about his father's words, but he had to restrain himself for the great plan of the demon clan. His current strength has been improved a lot. I believe that as long as he sees that teenager, he must defeat him. No, it should be a fiasco!

Thinking of a sense of firmness on his eyes, he clenched his fists and said in a strong tone: "It's my father, I will definitely complete the task!"

At noon, the whole army was pulled out again and went deeper, but this time the Water Dragon Legion left more than 3,000 soldiers to deal with the bodies of the fallen soldiers. As for the demon clan, they directly gathered together to burn.

A total of 20,000 water dragons and 10,000 Royal Legions that have just arrived, with a total of more than 30,000 people, which is not a few at the beginning, but the difference is that Shui Wugang sent nearly 100 investigators in a row, and the two are only one kilometer apart, heading forward.

These eyeliners reassured the soldiers a lot. The joy of victory completely covered up the sadness of losing their loved ones and went to Fengzhou with a fighting spirit.

Imperial capital, imperial palace!

Ma Jinhong, the lord of Tenglong, is in his twenties. He is in his youth and sits on the Golden Dragon Throne, just like a thorn under his buttocks, which is very uncomfortable.

However, looking at the ministers below, he also resisted and slightly settled down: "Dear ministers, I don't know if there is anything else that needs to be enlightened?"

This huge conference hall is almost as big as a football field. The hall covered with red carpets is full of officials in official uniforms and armor. Everyone dares not look directly at the young man sitting on the hall, bowing his hands slightly and looking respectfully.

At this time, the hall seemed particularly quiet, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

At this moment, there was a harsh sound outside the door.

"Your Majesty, urgent report from the army!"

Ma Jinhong's face changed, but his tone was very impatient: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, yesterday, the Water Dragon Legion was ambushed by tens of thousands of demons 40 miles outside the city and lost more than 8,000 soldiers!"

"What!" As soon as the news spread, all the officials in the hall were confused and their faces were full of shock. Even Ma Jinhong's face was very unnatural, but his eyes were full of chaos.

At this time, a civil official in a red brocade robe, with an old face, about 40 or 50 years old, his eyes were full of wisdom, and his face looked very solemn at this time: "Your Majesty, the 300,000 troops led by Li Hun are outside the Tianfu Mountains. Have they been broken by the demon clan?"

"Lord Ning, I can't know the combat effectiveness of General Li. The demon clan doesn't have such a great ability to eat 300,000 troops in one bite. Besides, even if it can be eaten, there can't even be no news!" On the other side, a man in armor, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a burly figure, was full of explosive power.

"General Wu, the old minister is just guessing. According to you, where did the demon army that attacked the Dragon Legion come from?"

The middle-aged man looked as usual, but every word was said in Wu Qian's mind.

This middle-aged man is not someone else but the backer behind Fu Cheng, the lord of Fengzhou, who was originally in Fengzhou. He is also a member of Fu Cheng's uncle Ning Yichen.

And Wu Qian is also a general, and his identity is only under Feng Ditian, the recognized god of war, and Feng Ditian almost does not have to go to the morning, so only Wu Qian and Ning Yichen are the largest in the court, leading the civil and military officials respectively, and the two have always been at discord.

"This..." Wu Qian looked embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

Suddenly, he turned to Ma Jinhong sitting on the dragon chair and said, "Your Majesty, I, Wu Qian dare to guarantee with the head on the item that Li Hun's 300,000 army will never have a problem!"

Ma Jinhong is also helpless for the two. Both of them are important figures in the court, and they are also the elders of the two dynasties. Even he can't say anything.

"Wu Aiqing, I will definitely send someone to find out this matter. I won't believe that General Li's 300,000 troops will be swallowed up by the demon clan so soon." Ma Jinhong smiled. At this time, even if he couldn't sit still, he had to sit down.

Ning Yichen is very disdainful of Wu Qian. Who in this court doesn't know that Wu Qian is the lackey of the Fujino family. He is a first-class general in the court and actually turns to others.

"Come on!" Ma Jinhong shouted outside the hall.

"What does Your Majesty have to do?" The two court guards, dressed in golden armor, combined with a fierce murderous atmosphere, made the officials above the court stunned.

"Go and invite my uncle Feng against the sky!" Ma Jinhong's face is very relaxed. He thinks that as long as he has his own uncle, all problems are not a problem.

"I obey!"

The court paused for a moment, and a guard hurried in: "Your Majesty, the big deal is not good!"

"What's so flustered, what kind of thing!" Ma Jinhong's face changed slightly and said coldly.

"Your Majesty, General Feng, the people leading the Royal Legion have gone to support the Dragon Legion!"

As soon as this came out, the faces of everyone in the court changed, but Ma Jinhong did not care at all. Ma Jinhong was very dependent on Feng Futian. I remember that his father told himself that no matter what happened, as long as he needed help, he could go to Feng Futian. Feng Futian was his father's sincere minister before his death, and he would never You will do something to hurt yourself.

"Uncle Feng's news is really well-intentioned. Since Uncle Feng has gone to support the Shui family, I don't have to worry about it!" Ma Jinhong said with a smile that he did not have the pressure of the emperor at all, and looked more like a naughty ruffian.

Everyone was silent, but a cold light flashed in Wu Qian's eyes.

"Wu Aiqing!"

"I'm there!" Wu Qian quickly came out and said respectfully.