"After Fangtou's defeat, Su Gong learned from the pain and believed that the reason for such a disastrous defeat was that the people in charge did not know how to fight."
"The soldiers in my court are generals, and those who have cultivated to the eighth level You can be the leader of a building and build your own banner. Those who have reached the seventh level can be the leader of an army and lead an army. "
"In this way, those with high levels of cultivation in the army are like rice scattered on the beach, scattered throughout the army. Suo Lu was trained as a Baibao Xianbei with eighth-grade elites. Once we had a confrontation, I felt like my fingers were loosened, and he was really clenching his fists to fight."
Feng Buxing let out a long sigh, as Mr. Su. As an assistant, he watched with his own eyes how this armored cavalry was organized into an army.
“With one strike from his thunder, I could only fall apart. Su Gong spent eight years selecting 800 warriors from the frontier army, giving them personal lessons, and training them into 800 Black Cloud Armored Cavalrymen, all of whom were seventh-grade cultivators. "
"The Royal Horse Supervisor also raised dragon colts in Dongting Lake. After years of hard work, he obtained a total of 3,786 dragon-blooded colts."
" "Zhongcheng," Feng Buxing looked at Yu Hao: "This kind of armored knight should not be here."
Yu Hao did not respond.
He can understand Feng Bu's thoughts very well.
Indeed, such elites should appear under Wei Huaiwen's tent, and should serve as a sharp knife in the hands of this famous Southern Dynasty general, following him to hit the middle stream, cross the river with a whip, clear Heluo, and conquer China.
But the more this happens, the less this elite can appear in the North.
I understand the truth behind this, and Feng also understands it.
It’s just that Feng Buxing, the eunuch, can ask questions, but he, the foreign official, cannot answer.
How could the word "usurpation" be bypassed when this dynasty was founded and the foundation was laid?
"Lin Xingyou, is there any news?"
Yu Hao just arrived in Shanyin County. As soon as he arrived in Shanyin County, he began to deal with the backlog of government affairs and make detailed arrangements. For defense, deploy troops and generals, and move the population into the county.
Of course, I did not forget to deal with Jiang Xian Cheng, a good and a lowly person.
It’s just that the Xingyou Censor Lin Jiansheng, who is in the same fifth rank as Feng Buxing, is just like the name of the official position. He is really walking in the netherworld without a trace.
"Lin Jiansheng is one of the few formation masters in the court. If he is properly arranged and uses the power of heaven and earth to press up the layers of formations, he will never be an opponent of the fifth rank."
Yu Zhen felt guilty when he heard this.
Although the censor Zhongcheng knew that Feng was not good and had no intention of targeting him, the "five grades of leisure" naturally included him.
What everyone in the family pursues in practice is the perfection of body and work, and the pursuit of further possibilities.
For Yu Zhen, spiritual practice is a ladder to a higher level.
For Feng Buhang and Lin Jiansheng, practice is the sword in their hands to make a living.
When the two sides fight, they use swords to split bamboo ladders, and the winner is clear.
"I remember he said he wanted to find out the details of Duju City, but there has been no reply yet..."
Yu Yun looked at Feng.
"No news at this time is the worst news."
Feng Buxing looked to the south, and in the thick demonic miasma, he could vaguely see the rising and falling landforms of Xuanshan Mountain .
The old monster from Montenegro is very clever. If Lin Jiansheng brings back good news, Feng Buhang will not be happy. Instead, he will test the quality of it.
If Lin Jiansheng brings back bad news, Feng Buhang will be relieved, because even if he loses, he can take this opportunity to find out the level of the old monster in Black Mountain and analyze his behavior based on actual combat. The weakness lies.
The worst news is that there is no news.
No news means that Lin Jiansheng has undergone the worst change.
The situation in the entire Shanyin and Cizhou will take a turn for the worse.
The crux lies in the lack of experts in Shanyin County.
Feng Bubu could not understand the biggest flaw in the court's structure.
The fight between fifth-level masters is no longer something that low-level practitioners can imagine or see.
With the mastery of the laws between heaven and earth and the display of their own great power, a battle between two fifth-grade strong men is enough to change the color of one side of the world.
On such a battlefield, investing too many seventh-grade or even lower seventh-grade players is not enough to determine the final outcome.
Feng Buhang also understood very well, which was why Yu Zhen respected Su Gong so much.
Because that Su Diaojuan was one of the few fourth-grade masters in the Liang Dynasty, and he was also the most likely martial artist to reach the third-grade.
The so-called pillar of the country is nothing more than this.
But in this Shanyin County, among the chess pieces openly displayed by the Daliang court, there were only three fifth-rank players, Yu Zhen, Feng Buhang, and Lin Jiansheng.
Censor Zhongcheng’s combat power will be compromised.
The three of them went up together to face the enigmatic Black Mountain old monster and the Shanyin group of monsters he had integrated. Such a lineup would not be easy.
"Feng Dajue, please relax, there are experts in charge of this matter, and there will be no trouble."
Yu Hao breathed a sigh of relief and talked about the court's confidence.
The troubles caused by demon kings of the same level as Yin Yang Dharma King and Black Mountain Old Monster have exceeded the capabilities of human dynasties.
Otherwise, they would not have been allowed to run rampant for so many years.
But this time is different from the past. Those major Taoist sects and Xianjia sects have notified the Daliang court through various channels.
They are responsible for controlling these monsters in Xuan Mountain.
Huang Tiandao, Shenxiao Dao and other Taoist sects, as well as those on the East China Sea, and even the Xuandu Palace where the dragon has never seen its head or tail.
News came to the court one after another.
The words and diction are different, but they can be summed up in one sentence.
Don’t worry, men, we will protect you.
It was precisely because of their endorsement that Daliang decided on his current action strategy.
In Yu Zhen’s view, everything is done by the gods, and with their ownIf the three of them couldn't catch the old monster from Montenegro, how could they still be unable to defend a small Shanyin County?
"Do you feel it?"
Feng Buxing frowned and looked at Xuanshan.
"Yeah."
Yu Zhen frowned.
After practicing to the fifth level, they have a keen intuition about the various changes between heaven and earth.
In the perception of the two people, the continuous and majestic Xuanshan Mountain moved.
Moved in a faint but unmistakable way.
Weak and heavy fluctuations slowly came from the Xuan Mountain, like the heartbeat of the mountain.
"What are those monsters doing?"
Yu Zhen touched the jade at his waist.
"No matter what they are doing, we are too late."
Below Shanyin City, the panicked people stopped. Some people lost sight of their relatives in the panic and were wailing. Crying and looking around. Some people hugged the whole family, thinking about their home that was poisoned by monsters, and shed a few tears.
Tears are the same tears, but joys and sorrows are different.
Su Che, Song Qi, Lin Jiugong and others were separated from the common people by the soldiers. They stood with another group of people who looked evil and evil-looking, surrounded by heavy guards. A soldier holding a halberd.
When Mr. Su saw this, he felt that the group of people he belonged to were all problematic elements that could be seen at a glance, and they were somewhat different from the other common people who were crying bitterly.
The surrounding soldiers looked solemn, their cold halberds and cold eyes constantly wandering among the crowd.
However, the problem people surrounded by them seem to have become accustomed to such encounters, and instead turned this place into a social place for them.
"Brother Song, I didn't expect it was really Brother Song."
A guy with a deer-headed and rat-like head seemed to have recognized Song Qi and stepped forward to salute with clasped fists.
"Brother Song, the brother is Cao Mang, the flying star."
"Oh oh oh, it turns out to be brother Cao..."
Su Che looked at that Song Qi's face was full of doubts, and he knew that this "Big Brother Song" probably couldn't remember his good brother.
"Zhenren Lin, Zhenren Lin from Guobei, why are you injured?"
A scholar with an oily head and a pink face saw Lin Jiugong and walked up to say hello.
"Shude, right? Isn't this my wise brother Shoude? Brother Xian is here, and Mr. Song is also here. Oh, it's quite lively over there, brother Xian, remember You can't help me?"
You push me, you come in, I come in, a group of people rolled up their sleeves and tried to make friends, but Su Che was pushed away.
Su Che finally understood that Lao Song and Lin Daoren of the coffin shop were considered to be the number one figures in Shanyin and Guobei counties.
"Sir, sir?"
A finger touched Suche's left arm.
Is there anyone else looking for a brother?
Su Che turned his head curiously and found that there was a big man over there.Han, his hair was randomly combed into a bun with a wooden hairpin stuck in it.
"Who are you?"
Su Che asked himself and dared not say that he had a photographic memory, but he was also accustomed to human feelings and had a hero's book in his heart, knowing who everyone was.
But I have never seen this one before.
"You forgot, I asked you to eat my meat, but you didn't eat it and ordered a bowl of plain noodles in my shop."
The big man smiled honestly, Su Che Immediately this face met the face from before.