Chapter 323 Wu Chenghou
No snow tonight.
On the endless black snowfield, the bonfires among the endless white tents are dotted like falling stars, and the heat and light from the fireworks warm everything around.
There is no day and night in the extremely dark place, but it is necessary to ensure that the soldiers have enough rest to maintain their combat power.
The specially made snow shelter tents are tightly stitched to keep out the freezing cold of the extremely dark place. There is silence among the huge camp group, only the sound of night patrol soldiers stepping on the snow and the sound of small conversations.
Suddenly,
The tranquility under the sky was broken by a ray of light that pierced through the sky.
The sonic boom caused by breaking through the sky was heard in the distant sky, but the ray of light gradually slowed down when it arrived at the Beifeng camp, and finally came to the sky above the camp without a sound.
He was a middle-aged man, dressed in a purple grain official uniform, with an undisguised aura.
Grand Master.
The reaction in the Beifeng camp was very quick, and almost instantly, two strong men with even more unfathomable aura rose up from the sky and stopped the visitor.
A man and a woman.
The man was dressed in a brocade robe, with a hooked nose and dark eyes.
The woman's face was ordinary, but the swaying in the **** palace dress with strapless shoulders could not be concealed.
Two Yuanchu.
However, even with Yuan Chu’s cultivation, the hooked-nosed man behaved quite politely in the face of this visitor, bowing his hands together:
"Money and grain trough."
Qianliangcao chuckled, and bowed back:
"Mr. Liu, Miss Wang, I have something important to inform Lord Hou."
As one of the rare men in the army, they may not know each other well in private, but they have been going north for several months and they can at least know their names.
The woman on the other side glanced at Qian Caoliang, hesitated slightly:
"I remember that Mr. Granger escorted the luggage for this ten days ago three days ago. The next **** date should be some days away. I don't know what can make Mr. Granger come here in person?"
The holy city of the barbarians was empty due to the exhaustion of the main force. When it was captured, a large amount of supplies stored in the holy city had not yet had time to be destroyed.
Exclude the barbarian's conscienceless flesh and blood storage, including mountains of all kinds of grain and grass for the winter.
This also became the basis for Wu Chenghou to continue to send his troops north to cut grass and roots, and the barbarian holy city was directly used as a transfer station for grain and grass, and a large amount of luggage was stored there.
The main force ran thousands of miles lightly, and the food and grass were continuously escorted to the front line by the high-ranking grain trough officer through Xumijie.
Qianliangcao looked back at the south from a distance, and there was a lingering fear in his heart:
"It's about His Highness, so I have to come."
"Your Highness?"
The two Yuanchu looked at each other with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
There are many people who can be called His Highness in the world today, but in the Fang context, the only person who can be called His Highness is Princess Wu Yuan.
But the question is, should Princess Wu Yuan be entangled with the main forces of the barbarians in Dayan territory at this time?
The two looked at the money and grain trough in purple official robes, waiting for the other party's next words.
However, Qianliang Trough didn't mean to explain at all, but just looked at them with a smile.
Looking at each other for a moment, the man with the hooked nose roughly understood what the other person meant.
Yuanchu powerhouses have successfully stepped into the real noble class of the Dayan Dynasty, but some things are not only based on cultivation.
Cultivation is a status symbol, but some identities cannot be achieved by cultivation.
They are not qualified.
"call"
Breathing out a mouthful of white mist, the man with the hooked nose let out a sigh in his deep-set eye sockets, and immediately bowed sideways:
"Since that's the case, please use the money and grain trough. Master Hou should be reading in the master account at this time."
After the words fell, the three of them stopped talking and flew towards the center of the camp together.
However, before and after the man with the hooked nose and the woman in the court skirt came to the commander's tent, they had no intention of going in together.
Now that the armament is ready for battle, they, as the two strong men on duty, need to constantly patrol around the camp to prevent those barbarians from raiding.
Although the barbarians are no longer in the limelight at this time, there is no small matter in the army.
His Royal Highness Wu Yuan used to attack a barbarian tribe with tens of thousands of soldiers with thousands of soul-condensing elites, causing them to defeat the Jiulong Mountain Victory.
An inadvertent surprise attack may cause the army to roar, thus forming a chain of defeats.
“.”
Standing outside the commander’s tent, Qian Liangcao watched the two Yuanchu disappear from sight before slowly looking away, straightened his official robes, and bowed solemnly:
"Qian Yushu, I need to see Lord Hou."
The commander's tent is very large and magnificent, but there are no soldiers guarding it.
For Wu Chenghou, the soldiers guarding the gate are basically decorations, a kind of face-saving project.
If it is not necessary, it will be abolished.
The voice fell for a few breaths, and a slightly old voice came out smoothly and indifferently:
"come in."
Qian Liang Trough adjusted the official robe again, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and walked in slowly.
Because it was on the way to attack, the furnishings in the coach's camp were very simple.
There were no cumbersome sand table layouts, only a simple marching map on a round table in the middle.
Looking carefully, there are some military secrets drawn on the map, all of which are recently discovered barbarian hiding places and their approximate numbers.
Other than that, the only display in the tent is the low-leg banquet table with dragons carved on it at the end of the tent.
This is something that the Holy Majesty bestowed on Wu Chenghou back then, and it has been used by him for decades, and he has always carried it with him during his military journeys.
Didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at the armored old man sitting cross-legged behind the banquet table, Qian Liangcao walked up to him with his eyes downcast, and bowed to the ground without any nonsense, the words were simple and clear:
"Master Hou, His Royal Highness Wu Yuan arrived in the holy city of the barbarians four days ago."
"Qingyan.. came to the extremely dark place?"
A murmur came, and then the money and grain trough with lowered eyes heard the rustling of the scrolls being placed on the table, and Wu Chenghou's slightly aged voice was thoughtful:
"Is this matter related to the fluctuation of energy from the source of the underground transmission ten days ago?"
The money and grain trough hesitated a little, and said:
"The villain doesn't know, but there is also a sanctified barbarian king with His Highness."
The voice has not yet fallen,
There was a sudden chill in the camp, and the Mingwen lamps flickered on and off.
Seeing this, the voice of the money and grain trough immediately accelerated a little, not daring to be tricky:
". But he has already been beheaded by His Highness's army, but His Highness seems to be seriously injured, and the three battalions in the barbarian holy city are no longer fighting."
The Mingwen lamp returned to normal, but Wu Chenghou didn't reply immediately, the sound of tapping the desk with his fingertips echoed in the tent.
"Tuk Tuk. Tuk."
count interest,
Wu Chenghou's voice was full of hesitation:
"You mean, Qingyan beheaded the saint with an army of ten thousand?"
"yes."
“.”
Suddenly, there was no sound in the main tent.
A long while.
"good."
Wu Chenghou seemed to have finally digested this information, with a faint smile in his breath, Cangqiu said vigorously:
"Not bad, not bad! This girl Qing Yan is very good! Once the barbarian king is eliminated, the rest are all chickens and dogs.
"It seems that our soldiers can go back early."
As he spoke, Wu Chenghou paused for a moment, and his voice slowed down a lot:
"That is to say, you are here to ask for help?"
He left half of the Beifeng army in the barbarian holy city because there was a large amount of luggage stored in the barbarian holy city. Once there was a loss, the nearly 100,000 Beifeng troops who had penetrated into the enemy's belly would immediately run out of food.
One hundred thousand troops ran out of food in the extremely dark place thousands of miles outside Dayan
Qian Liangcao felt relieved, and quickly replied:
"This is just one of them. There is another thing that needs to be decided by you, Lord Marquis."
"Oh? Say."
"Your Highness has brought back a shattered man who can forcibly challenge a saint, and the barbarian king will be killed together with the shattered man, and"
Speaking of this, Qian Liangcao suddenly realized that he couldn't continue talking.
His Highness's private affairs are not something they can talk about, let alone in front of Lord Hou who has watched His Highness grow up.
Unexpectedly, Wu Chenghou's voice did not bring much anger, but he put down his words and said:
". Besides, this Huaifan has a lot to do with Qingyan?"
"Yes, that Huai Fan used His Highness's personal belongings."
"Do not be nervous."
Wu Chenghou's voice was flat and thoughtful: "Since Qingyan has agreed to the marriage contract between the Holy Majesty and the old thief's third son, it is unlikely to break the contract."
Hearing this, Qian Liangcao subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Wu Chenghou behind the desk, but saw that there was no trace of anger on the wrinkled face of the other party, but a hint of curiosity.
Wu Chenghou let out a sigh of relief when he saw the money and grain trough:
"Yu Shu, you said that, Ben Hou is a little curious about that Huaifan."
said,
Wu Chenghou thought for a while and slowly stood up from the futon behind the short-legged Panlong table, his voice poured into Yuan Qi and echoed:
"Mu Ziqing, pass on the military order of the Marquis, the first military battalion and the Xuanji Battalion of the first town are on fire, and follow the Marquis to go south to the holy city immediately."
The barbarian holy city, the wing room is silent.
"well"
A sigh.
Sitting on the unusually wide stone couch, Xu Yuan stared blankly at his palm with downcast eyes.
Clenched, loosened, clenched again, and let go.
Feeling the feeling of weakness flooding his whole body, he sighed suddenly.
His power is gone
Although he had been prepared for a long time, after experiencing the power of transformation, the weakness of returning to the state of condensed soul made him a little frustrated.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, Li Qingyan's voice came faintly from the other side of the wing room: "It's been half an hour, I've been sighing all the time, if you have the time, stabilize your realm sooner."
Xu Yuan slammed his mouth, and subconsciously looked back in the direction of the sound, but everything he saw was pitch black.
The audio-visual that was originally clearly visible, but now without using the exercises, even her outline can't be seen clearly.
"well"
sighed leisurely again.
The loss of Huaifan's body and his return to Condensed Soul made him eager for the almost invincible power he once had.
It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.
At least,
Let him go back to Beijing to beat Xu Changge for revenge and then lose it.
thinking,
"well"
"." Li Qingyan.
In less than half an hour, he sighed hundreds of times.
Even with Li Qingyan's self-cultivation, he couldn't resist the resentment that was so strong that it was about to overflow from the dead man.
Taking a deep breath, Li Qingyan slowly stood up and walked straight outside the house.
The lotus boots stepped on the ground softly, almost silently.
It wasn't until the wooden door creaked that Xu Yuan realized that the woman beside him had left, and subconsciously said:
"Where are you going?"
"Breathable."
Li Qingyan stood at the door looking back, and snorted softly: "If you don't go out, I will be killed by someone's resentment."
“.”
Xu Yuan heard the words, a **** flame lit up in his eyes, and the surrounding environment came into his eyes, and he also stood up slowly:
"Let me accompany you."
"If you sigh and disturb me again, don't blame me for being impolite."
Under her fierce gaze, Xu Yuan was forced to start sorting out his frustration.
Soon, he found that his body was much stronger than before.
With the eyes of a strong soul condensing man.
The source energy reserve in his body has increased by less than half, and the foundation is solid. If there is a numerical value in this world, he is at least twice as strong now as he was before.
Moreover, he can still use the spirit vision of the half-foreign ghost body.
It's just that this thing consumes a lot, and it can't last long with his current cultivation base.
Now it is basically impossible for him to lose against the fourth-grade fusion body of the Shangxiu Army Formation, and the one who cultivates the Dao of Qi may also have the power to fight.
While thinking about it, Xu Yuan barely felt better, walked slowly to Li Qingyan's side, and said softly:
"Let's go."
Li Qingyan pursed his lips, looked at his cheeks that were no longer marked, and suddenly comforted him in a low voice:
"Actually, with your talent, it's only a matter of time before you can transform yourself into an ordinary person. Maybe twenty years later"
"Twenty years?"
"Well, only twenty."
"well"
"." Li Qingyan.
Clenching his fists tightly, Li Qingyan squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Xu Changtian, if you dare to sigh, I will not be polite."
Xu Yuan looked at her, with a hint of sadness in his blood-colored pupils, and his tone was low:
"I was forced to become a different ghost in the underground palace."
“.”
The corners of Li Qingyan's eyes twitched, and he raised his hand to interrupt: "Okay, okay, I know."
Xu Yuan grinned when he heard the words:
"Okay, let's go out. It's time for you to deal with military affairs after three days. Many soldiers were killed or injured during the military formation."
said,
Xu Yuan raised his hand to make a move.
Li Qingyan narrowed his eyes as if they were filled with stars.
Xu Yuan's eyes immediately revealed a hint of sadness.
Li Qingyan panted slightly, snorted and looked away.
crack~
The warm and soft touch of the fingertips gave Xu Yuan little psychological comfort, and it also reminded him of one thing, so he suddenly asked:
"By the way, Qing Yan, I remember you promised me before."
"We have to deal with military affairs quickly."
Li Qingyan interrupted directly, stepped over the threshold and walked into the courtyard, walking quickly without looking back.
“.”
Xu Yuan opened his mouth.
He is so stupid to believe this woman's nonsense.
Stepping on his foot, Xu Yuan subconsciously wanted to get behind this bad woman who played with his feelings.
Then,
‘Boom. '
A figure fell directly into the half-foot-deep silver sand in the courtyard.
“.”
Li Qingyan looked back subconsciously, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, then he seemed to understand something, sighed, before coming to the cave, he looked at him under the snow:
"Such a big thing happened here, Uncle Mu may go south at any time, you want to expose it in front of him?"
said,
The corners of her lips curled slightly, she bent her slender waist, and stretched out her hand towards him:
"When we leave this barbarian holy city first, I will never break my promise, if you can do it."
“.”
Xu Yuan, who was caught in the snow, looked at her, reached out and grabbed her outstretched wrist, was pulled up from the snow, and patted the snow on his body:
"Whether it works or not, you will know after trying it."
"Okay, then I'm looking forward to it."
After finishing speaking, the two walked out of the courtyard together.
When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Li Qingyan suddenly raised his eyebrows, stopped and raised his eyes to the sky.
Xu Yuan raised his eyes subconsciously.
It was pitch black, and the headless figure standing in the sky for several days seemed to have exhausted all its energy, and fell silently towards the ground
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(end of this chapter)