Chapter 692 The Crisis of Sanmiao

Xia Yan has eaten the bitterness of the three-mearling witches and dares not approach it casually. He is afraid that there will be faint witches and worms in the air. The two hid in the shadow of a huge Warcraft stone sculpture 20 feet away from the side hall. Li Wenming whispered, "Uncle, it's too far away. Is there any way to eavesdrop?"

Xia Yan glanced at him, thought for a moment, and shook his head. When he found a slender and graceful figure in the window, he suddenly scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry. Suddenly, he whispered, "Uncle, you condensed a water curtain the size of a fan."

This is easy. With a hand, a faint blue water curtain and sky wall appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Put it next to my ear." Mi Wenming pointed out, and Xia Yan put the water curtain to his ear in a puzzlement. "Well, close to the ear, right, right, outward... From the outside, close inward... Then close inward, like a trumpet flower..."

Xia Yan suddenly found out that the child was going to get a big loudspeaker by his ear, and he couldn't help admiring his intelligence. Slowly expanded the loudspeaker. At this time, Si Wenming only felt that the sound around him was magnified countless times and poured into his ears. And the sound of the conversation in the side hall also came faintly.

"That's what the saint, the old man and the elder of Dapeng come here. Please make an idea! The child hurriedly withdrew from the front line this time, which is this big event. Once it is not handled well, I'm afraid that the 20,000 army of Ximiao will be destroyed in Nanjiao City!" Hearing the sound, it was Elder Jinglie.

"Yes, Holy Lady!" An old and bold voice said in a low voice, "You need to make an idea! My big Peng clan is the leader of you!" This person must be the elder of Dapeng.

"It's really Yusha!" Si Wenming's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and his little face turned red.

"What you said, this Northern Expedition to Yanhuang is actually the conspiracy of Dongmiao?" A pleasant and charming and lively woman's voice was faint. As soon as the voice came to my ears, I was like drinking alcohol, and my footsteps were almost floating, with a silly smile on his face. Xia Yu hurriedly hugged him, afraid that he could not help running to the palace.

"Not bad!" The arrogant voice also sounded, "Why did Dongmiao choose the Northern Expedition before winter? Humph, if Fangfeng had not given us 10,000 horses first and promised to attack Nanjiao City from the east line, we would not have directly gnawed the bone of Nanjiao City. But now, they don't move! Hey, by supporting Shaoqiu to provoke the hatred of our Sanmiao country, to encourage the Northern Expedition at the end of autumn, and then use the ice and snow season to defeat my middle army... Hey, what a cruel plan!"

Si Wenming was sweating. He didn't expect that the inside story of this war was so complicated, and the infighting between Dongmiao and Ximiao was so fierce. He was vigilant that if he met the person who planned the conspiracy behind the scenes in the future, he was afraid to be careful.

At this time, he also understood that it turned out that it was Dong Miao's conspiracy to support Shaoqiu, who was seriously injured, to succeed to the throne. As a bloodline, Shaoqiu, although it was of great significance to Sanmiao, it was nothing. He was attacked by the Yanhuang people and was seriously injured. Although the Sanmiao people were angry, they didn't have much idea of revenge.

But Dong Miao insisted on supporting him as emperor, and Xi Miao was under pressure and had to agree. This is a trouble. After Shaoqiu became Emperor Miao, the meaning was completely different for the Sanmiao people. Emperor Miao was actually attacked into a popsicle by Yan Huangren, as if he had been slapped in the face...

The origin of this slap is actually a little unfair - this slap has actually been slapped for a long time, but it took three years for Sanmiao people to announce to the world and slapped his face. Therefore, the Sanmiao people felt the belated pain and humiliation. Under the excitement of the group, Dongmiao sent out 10,000 people first, and promised that with the cooperation of the eastern line, Ximiao was "forced" to send troops.

Unexpectedly, Xi Miao fell into an impasse under Nanjiao City, but Dong Miao slept in Lingshan.

Yusha sighed slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse. Thinking about it, his heart was extremely painful, and his heart ached.

"Whether this is the case or not, we all need to consider a countermeasure." Qisha sighed, "Di Yao has commanded the 30,000 Yanhuang Legion personally, and I'm afraid that the situation will be in danger. But I don't advocate the withdrawal of troops. We have paid the lives of thousands of soldiers to capture the Tongbai Mountain, which is the biggest victory in ten years. If Di Yao comes, we will withdraw our troops, which is a heavy blow to my morale.

"What? Your Majesty personally conquered it?" Mi Wenming was stunned, "Why don't I know? How could he go on a personal expedition? I didn't hear a trace of wind in advance.

He didn't know that as early as before he set out for Sanmiao, Di Yao and Yao Chonghua had decided to make a personal expedition. What he didn't know was that the target of this personal expedition was not San Miao, but his Xia tribe - to be precise, Xia Kun!

Xia Kun made a scene in Diqiu. After going to Dongjiang to control the water, Di Yao and Yao Chonghua fell into embarrassment. In the face of this absolutely uncontrollable top master, the peerless hero, Yao Chonghua suddenly had a killing opportunity in his heart. Di Yao has no idea of killing Xia Kun, but he also intends to think of a way to control him. Otherwise, once he succeeds in controlling the water, with the great popularity of the people and the indignation of the officials, with his heroic and unruly character, I'm afraid it will cause great changes. And to stop this great change, it is necessary to draw the root of Xia Kun - the Xia clan.

Without the support of the Xia tribe, even if Xia Kun has the intention to rebel, it can't cause much trouble.

It's not easy to control the Xia tribe. Although Xia Kun is not here, his son is more shrewd than a ghost. Ji Kunwu is an excellent commander, but he can't play tricks. More importantly, he doesn't have such prestige. After thinking about it, Yao Chonghua began to encourage Di Yao's personal expedition and stationed the Xia tribe. Under the pretext of the conquest of Sanmiao, the military power of the Xia tribe was transferred to him. It is best to consume a large amount of the living power of the Xia tribe in the process of conquering Sanmiao. In this way, the Xia tribe declines and the power in Di Yao's hands has greatly increased. Even if Xia Yu is rebellious, he dares not do anything.

This proposal is in the arms of Emperor Yao - because it has increased the strength in his hand! If he can control the Xia tribe, isn't his personal strength greatly expanded? Besides, he really doesn't want to kill Xia Kun. If this method can be avoided, it's really perfect.

Di Yao readily agreed to recruit 20,000 troops from the four major tribes of Gaoxin, Gaoyang, Tang and Yu, plus 10,000 from God's Hill, a total of 30,000 troops, and went south on the same day. Before going south, he sent a personal imperial edict to Nanjiao City, but at this time, Shi Wenming had just started to come to Sanmiao, so he naturally didn't know.

"Two elders, Jingjun," said calmly in Shangsha's voice, "Whether Dongmiao has such a plan or not, we need to take precautions early, but it is not feasible to continue to advance or retreat. Three days ago, I secretly informed Guiye that since Dongmiao refused to send troops, we would simply not gnaw on the hard bone of Nanjiao City. The army turned around and went to Lingshan and Dongmiao to meet. Humph, I don't believe it. When Di Yaowei chased us to Lingshan, Dongmiao's group still had the courage to sleep!"

"Wonderful!" Jing Hao suddenly shouted, "The saint is really a genius! Hey, anyway, it is difficult to defeat Nanjiao City for a while. If Di Yao doesn't defeat our legion, he doesn't dare to swagger south! In this way, the disaster will lead to Lingshan!"

The two elders also appreciated it. However, Wenming was cold all over and said to himself, "Little girl, what a cruel move."

"In this case, please ask the saint to see Gui Yan Chu and Kuafu again. If you can send a thousand of their fathers to guard the Yangtze River defense line, it will be foolproof." Elder Jing Lie sighed, "Alas, if Chu was willing to help at the beginning and used his father to attack Nanjiao City, he would have gone down long ago."

He had a chill. He knew the strength of his father and his father. At the beginning, he did not stop Shaoqiu, and he did not want to lose his hands in vain.

"I'm afraid it's not easy." Yusha said slowly, "After all, Chu is a Yanyan. Since he refused last time, I'm afraid there will be no exception this time. He is your majesty's confidant, and we can't force him..."

With endless thoughts, I suddenly felt a slight change in the air around me. Xia Yu, who was next to him, suddenly stiffened and whispered, "Someone--"

Shi Wenming also saw it himself, because the man did not intend to hide his body at all, so he appeared out of thin air over the sky of Chiyou Temple. He was dark and integrated with the night. From a distance, there was a pair of black wings, or the night was his wings. In the dark night, his wings flapped lightly, like a ball of ink. The color glides in the night.

It's extremely weird.