Chapter 445: That’s it?

Xu Qi’an’s words were like an enlightenment, opening Pei Man Xilou’s thoughts.

Of the three northeastern countries, the capital of the Jing Kingdom was in the far north, bordering the original northern demon race territory. Now that the Jing Kingdom’s iron cavalry had almost come out of the country, its internal defenses were bound to be weak.

This did provide the conditions for a sneak attack, but if you were to attack the Yasukuni capitol in a roundabout way, there was one more condition that had to be met, and that was the possession of a siege weapon.

Pei Man Xilou hadn’t thought of this tactic before because the Demon and Barbarian tribes weren’t good at siege warfare. But now it was different, with the addition of the Da Feng army, with artillery, car crossbows, and siege vehicles.

It was not difficult to break through a Yasukuni capital with a weak garrison.

Pei Man Xilou looked at Xu Qi’an and said rather excitedly:

“This plan is feasible, but we must seize the moment. The Jing Kingdom also knows that their capital is empty of guards, then they will certainly be on the defensive, the armies of the Kang Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom have yet to be deployed, and if I’m not mistaken, they are precisely the umbrella under which the Jing Kingdom dares to pour out their troops.”

What? This plan does not work ………. Xu Qi’an froze, and then, he heard Pei Man Xilou continue:

“But if the Da Feng army splits into two, one way to meet up with our Divine Race, and one way to break through from the northeast of Da Feng to engage the armies of the Kang and Yan States. In that case, the two countries will be unable to take care of themselves and will definitely scale down the troops they have arranged in the Jing Kingdom.

“By the same token, the Witch God Cult’s headquarters in the city of Jing Shan, those high-grade wizards inside, will they deal with the Da Bong army that dares to encroach on the country, or will they blearily guard the capital of Jing? The answer is self-evident.

“With the armies of Yan and Kang having no time to spare and the high-grade sorcerers involved, it must have been against this backdrop that we were able to attack the Yasukuni capital. Because no matter if it’s Kang, Yan, or the Witch God Cult’s high-grade sorcerers, it’s difficult for them to run thousands of miles in a short period of time to rush to rescue the Yasukuni Kingdom.

“So, with the fall of the capital imminent, will the Yasukuni cavalry continue to wreak havoc in the North, or will they rush back to the rescue?”

The more Pei Man Xilou spoke, the more excited he became, and in his mind, he even formulated a series of strategies for the subsequent Jing Guo cavalry to return.

Pei Man Xilou solemnly rose, arching his hand and saying, “Mr. Xu, you are a true master of the art of war, your eyes are like a torch, I have been taught.”

It turns out that my sudden thought was so powerful, could it be that I really am a wizard in the art of war? Xu Qi’an listened in awe.

Pei Man Xilou added, “After dusk, I will host a banquet at the Heavenly Fragrance Residence in the city to treat Mr. Xu alone, and I hope that Mr. Xu will be there.”

Xu Qi’an nodded, “Good.”

He followed and stood up, sending the two demon barbarians away, Huang Xian’er didn’t know whether intentionally or unintentionally, her waist twisted extraordinarily flavorful, and her hips shook out a stirring arc.

It is a big beauty with first class appearance and body ……… The lord of the hooker, Xu Qi an, silently commented.

………..

Inside the imperial study, Emperor Yuan Jing was sitting behind a large case covered in yellow silk, with a thick pile of zhengzuo folders by his hand.

He spread out only one of them, from Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan was the commander-in-chief of this expedition, something that had long been settled.

It wasn’t that Da Bong didn’t have people who were good at leading troops into battle, but why bother with all that trouble when there was a generation of military gods?

Wei Yuan gave his thoughts in the folders; he wanted to mobilize 120,000 troops, 20,000 of which would go north to join the 50,000 troops from the Davidic posts in Chuzhou.

These 70,000 men were responsible for aiding the northern demon barbarians against the Peerless Iron Cavalry of the Jing Kingdom.

The other 100,000 soldiers and horses were led by him personally, starting from the three northeastern states, breaking into the hinterlands of the Kang and Yan States, and attacking the Yellow Dragon Jing Shan City.

Of course, 100,000 soldiers must be deployed from the states, and in the three camps of the capital, at most 10,000 elites will be deployed, and any more will be impossible.

For guarding the capital.

Yuan Jing Di looked at this folding in silence, half a long time did not move the slightest, the cup of tea cool for hot, hot and cool, repeated three times, he put up the pen, batch red.

After the negotiations, the court, a huge institution, moved quickly, with the Ministry of War and Wei Yuan in charge of mobilizing troops, and the Ministry of Households in charge of levying money and grain.

The current courtiers were all involved in the Battle of Shanhaiguan back then and were no strangers to warfare.

In fact, from the time when the intelligence of the war in the north was sent back to the capital, these big shots did it in their hearts and silently warmed up.

Emperor Yuan Jing unfolded the second zhengbiao, from the Ministry of Military Affairs, on it was the list of generals and positions for the expedition, and after roughly scanning it, he scoffed:

“A group of anointed children who intend to take advantage of the opportunity to seize military honors. Yes, if you follow Wei Yuan in the expedition, military honors will be equivalent to picking up for nothing.”

He lifted his pen with an expressionless face, and was about to approve the red, when he suddenly paused and said, “Xu Qi’an, that cousin, is Zhang Shen’s disciple, majoring in the art of war, is that correct?”

The old eunuch was terrified, “Old slave, old slave can’t remember.”

Emperor Yuan Jing smiled, ”But I remember, and that will be no problem. Yunlu Academy’s talent and his training in the art of war, I am a person who cherishes talent, so I’ll give him a chance to accompany the army to the battlefield.

“Heh, if he doesn’t want to, I’ll take off his title of plebeian and throw him into the nooks and crannies.”

Immediately added the words “Xu New Year”.

………..

Szeto.

The Supervisor was still sitting behind the wine case, twirling his glass, half drunk and half awake, looking at the human world.

The sound of footsteps picking up the steps came, a green dress alone on the gossip platform, wide sleeves with the pace of light swaying.

“Coming.”

The Supervisor’s pale voice laughed.

“Thought I’d stop by and see you bad old man before I left for the war.”

Wei Yuan walked over and stopped at a position alongside the Supervisor Zheng, overlooking the bustling capital city, lamenting, “After looking at it for five hundred years, you don’t find it boring?”

“Boring!”

The Supervisor nodded his head and said, “In five hundred years, there are only a handful of people who can get into the eyes of the world, and you Wei Yuan counts as one. Being forced into the palace is nothing, a third grade martial artist can amputate a limb and revive it, allowing you to recover as a man, easily.”

“Wei Yuan ah, do you know what is the most difficult thing to cross in one’s life? It is yourself. All your life, you’ve been trapped by love, pitiful, pathetic, and lamentable.

“Your self-cancellation of your cultivation is exactly a breakthrough in my opinion, even if you don’t worship me as your master, but as long as you don’t give up that heart of martial arts, I can help you become a First Grade. There aren’t many first grade martial artists left throughout the ages.

“But you guarded that woman in the palace, wasting your talent, wasting your time, and losing the possibility of asking for supremacy.”

Wei Yuan stood on a high place, facing the wind, and smiled:

“You know why you didn’t want to worship you in the first place? It’s because you and I aren’t people along the way. In this world, some people pursue longevity, some pursue glory and wealth, and some pursue the summit of the martial arts path.

“And what I seek is the girl who, when she was young, under the shadow of a tree, smiled with a flower.”

Supervisor Zheng stopped talking and raised his head, looking up at the azure sky.

High up in the vault of the sky, where mortals, even cultivators, could not see, a certain star, blossomed with eye-catching light.

………..

“It’s so beautiful, among the current generation, Wei Yuan’s natal star can be called one of the brightest stars, he should have been even brighter, but it’s a pity that he’s trapped for love, it’s regrettable.”

Somewhere on a mountain peak, a man dressed in white stood at the top of the peak, looking up at the sky and muttering.

Beside the white-clothed warlock, there stood a purple-clothed man with a flamboyant demeanor and a long beard, bringing with him the majesty of a man who had been in a high position for a long time.

“If you can take Wei Yuan under your wing, why worry about the great cause.”

The man in purple sighed, “Yuan Jing is an emperor, but he thinks about immortality, so disobedient to the Heavenly Dao, it would be strange if the Great Feng is not destroyed.”

The white-robed warlock laughed, “Don’t underestimate Yuan Jing ………”

After a pause, he stood with his arms folded and said, ”Looking at Dafeng, and even the Nine States, the only one who can lead troops to the Witch God Sect’s main altar is Wei Yuan, it’s not him, it’s not him, it’s not him, it’s not him, it’s not him, ah.

“That old man, Saren Agu, has lived too long, it would be a great pleasure if Wei Yuan could slaughter him this time.”

The purple-clothed middle-aged man glanced at the white-clothed warlock and slowly said, “Qian’er died, at the hands of Xu Qi’an, this was arranged by you, right?”

The white-robed magician was still looking at the sky, and when he heard this, he let out a light laugh, “You said Ji Qian, ah, he didn’t learn a lot of skills, but he raised most of the habits of a playboy. This kind of person can be an emperor? Worthy of being your heir?

“I think it’s better to die and keep it in the way, your future heir must be a popular choice, must be one who calls the shots, and must be famous in the history of the world. This is not something that a Ji Qian can handle.”

The purple-clothed middle-aged man didn’t respond, but he didn’t retort either.

………..

South Border, Sky Compass Ministry.

The clouds of the southern border are colorful, in which poisonous and miasmatic gases are intertwined. The jungles of the Southland are beautiful, but the beauty hides heavy killing.

Endless years ago, the Compassion God slumbered in the Extreme Abyss, and since then, the Southern Border has become a paradise for poisonous insects and beasts.

Humans, who are tough by nature, succumbed to the environment, adapted to the environment, controlled the environment, and after generations of inheritance, the Companions were born.

There were many human tribes in the Southern Border, and the Companions were the most special one, living near the Extreme Abyss, they lived with the Companions and utilized the power of the Compulsion God to create a special cultivation system: the Compulsion Master!

On this day, another terrible hissing, mindless hissing came from the Polar Abyss.

The roar sounded like it came from hell, accompanied by a slight tremor of the ground.

With the extreme abyss as the center, hundreds of miles in a circle, all the parasites are violent and restless, as if they have encountered a natural enemy, and among the dense jungle, in the branches and leaves, the weak parasites rustle and fall, and they all die violently.

The parasites of the Companions also fell into a berserk and attacked their masters in turn, but fortunately the Companions had already had a lesson once, and responded in a hasty manner, but fortunately there was no danger.

Longtu of the Force Compulsion Division knocked out the frenzied Compulsion and led his clan to quell the chaos as he looked to the north, remembering his beloved daughter.

I don’t know how Lina is doing in Daebong, she’s so icy smart, so I’m sure she’ll be able to make a good living in Daebong.

The Heavenly Compass Granny, who was tens of miles away, was also looking to the north.

“The power of the Confucian Sage is fading, and if the Witch God is out of trouble, the Compassionate God will be next ……… Hey, when will the martial arts path produce an existence that transcends the grade?”

Granny Sky Compass thought worriedly.

“You must keep the Seven Jedi Compasses safe, Lina.”

…………

After dusk, Xu Qi’an arrived at Tian Xiangju as promised, and Pei Man Xilou stood at the entrance of the restaurant with Huang Xian’er, waiting for a long time.

The three of them talked and laughed as they entered the private room and pushed their glasses.

Huang Xian’er purposely wore back to the northern style of dress, exposing her rounded and tight calves, her slim but powerful waist, and her full and firm breasts.

When she sat upright at the table, her small waist was straight, and her two waist sockets were hidden, seducing Xu Qi’an.

Huang Xian’er felt that although she was as beautiful as a heavenly fairy, but she was facing a good man like Xu Yinluo who was not moved by women’s colors, so if she continued to disguise herself as a great bong lady, she really wouldn’t be able to hook Xu Qi’an into bed.

So she simply switched her style and changed back to her true colors, trying to impress Xu Qi’an with the exotic flavor of the northern beauties.

Things between men and women, either you take the initiative or I take the initiative, since Xu Qi’an does not take the initiative, she certainly can no longer pretend to be a lady.

But what made her deflated was that this Xu Qi’an seemed to have a super strong immunity to beauty, if it were any other man, he would have long been in her seductive soul.

He was unmoved and showed no sign of being “hot blooded”.

Huang Xian’er gave Pei Man Xilou a wink, and Pei Man Xilou immediately said, “It’s getting late, and it’s already curfew, so let’s rest in the restaurant. I have already opened a good room for you.”

Huang Xian’er immediately said, “I’ll take Mr. Xu.”

The three of them immediately left the box, and Huang Xian’er led Xu Qi’an in the direction of the guest room, pushing the door open.

The lavishly decorated room with a small hall and a table for drinks.

It was only through the small hall that the bedroom was located.

Huang Xian’er turned back to close the door and said with a smile, “Mr. Xu, I didn’t enjoy my drink just now, can you accompany me to drink a few more cups?”

She surreptitiously surveyed Xu Qi’an and saw that he frowned slightly, but did not object at first, when her heart rejoiced, not rejecting it meant that there was a chance.

It’s up to you to take advantage of it.

So he put his arm around him and came to the table and continued to drink.

“Mr. Xu, my slave has admired you for a long time, and to be able to drink with you at the same table is a blessing that my slave has cultivated in eight lifetimes ………”

Huang Xian’er held up her wine glass, her eyes, after the wine, brimming with charm.

Xu Qi’an nodded his head haughtily and was about to raise his wine glass in response when he saw Huang Xian’er’s small hands shaking, accidentally spilling on her breasts.

The beauty’s skin was as smooth as gelatin, and the wine reflected the candlelight, and even her skin shimmered brightly.

And with the booze soaking in, the scenery is immediately different.

Xu Qi’an didn’t move to avert his eyes, nonchalantly.

Good a righteous gentleman ……… Huang Xianer bit her lip, making a hyun want to cry: “Oops, how to do na, people s clothes are wet, Xu Gongzi, you give slaves a wipe.”

“Don’t, don’t do this ……..” Xu Qi’an frowned.

“You give my slave a wipe.” Huang Xian’er lifted her face, shyly and timidly looking over.

After she drank the wine, her cheeks carried a pinkish blush, her lips were brightly colored, and her foxy eyes tickled people’s hearts.

“Yeah.”

Suddenly, Xu Qi’an’s words changed, and he raised his hand and A’d it.

Huang Xian’er froze, her face appearing a little stiff, not really expecting such an abrupt change in his attitude, and confusedly opened her mouth, “Mr. Xu?”

“Hold your tongue and open your mouth!”

………..

The next day, early morning.

With puffy bags under her eyes, Huang Xian’er held onto the wall and left the room with a slightly staggering pace.

She walked carefully, frowning lightly now and then.

Happily, bumped into Pei Man Xilou who came out from the other end of the corridor, Pei Man Xilou with a head full of silver hair, repeatedly scrutinized her wretched appearance and hesitantly said:

“I thought we agreed to beg for forgiveness and call your aunt, just like this?”

Huang Xian’er clenched her silver teeth, “Old Mother has been set up ………”

……….

Xu Qi’an mounted her beloved little mare, and in the morning light, clattered her way to the Xu Mansion.

He was refreshed and sighed heartily, “Demonesses taste so good!”

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PS: Caught up on a chapter, sleep sleep sleep.