C13

"This is what is going on, wangfei, at this moment the Great General has yet to return from his battle with Wang Mingyang, I believe that the news of General Mu Mu arriving in Ye Yang City has already been spread out. Although this matter is very risky, but it is very possible that it would be a heavy blow to the north of the Mo family."

The man in the green robe from Duke Huai Palace standing in the meeting hall looked down and said. This man was the strategist from the Northwest Chu Family, Lin Chengyan, ranked fourth on the same ranking board.

Princess Huai stood up and paced back and forth. She wore a long, plain white dress that made her look clean and refreshing.

"I already know what the Military Advisor has said. I know that it is indeed very feasible for the Military Advisor's plan. However, the Military Advisor had also said that it was Wang Mingyang who was fighting with King Huai. Although they did not know why Wang Mingyang did not stay well in the Central Plains and instead ran over to the northwest border, just the three words' Wang Yangming 'was enough to make them worry. "

Lin Chengyan cupped his hands with a smile.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten the hundreds of thousands of cavalry in the Northwest Army?"

Princess Huai looked at this middle-aged maester with an extraordinary bearing. His confident manner made people's hearts surge.

"Could it be …"

"Before the fall, the general will return safely."

She had her doubts from the start. With the strength of the two great masters, even if they kept fighting nonstop, they should have already arrived at the entrance of the Northwest Army camp in seven days. Could it be that the hundreds of thousands of Steel Cavalry and Murong Qianchen would be able to watch without doing anything?

It turned out that all of this had long been planned out, it was just that, with the help of Wang Yangming, he was able to release the false impression that the northwest was in a state of emptiness and turmoil.

"Advisor, please come forward."

Princess Huai spread out the maps on the few cases, which were so accurate that they even included small hills of soil that they were unknown.

"According to the strategists' plan, we must abandon the entire Yanmen territory."

Princess Huai pointed with her finger and circled the red circle to the left of the map.

"Princess, please be at ease. There aren't many commoners living in the Yanmen territory. We will evacuate the local commoners before the war begins."

"Yes."

Princess Huai nodded. Her gaze slowly shifted down from the red circle.

"If that's the case, then the final battle will be fought at the place outside of Karma City?"

Lin Chengyan smiled and shook his head.

"Mo Bei's group of patrolmen are indeed not proficient in military strategies and underhanded tactics. However, they have produced a mysterious black robed advisor, they would definitely not be able to come to our northwest region so easily."

"Since that's the case, where should we choose to battle?" We should not implicate too many people. "

Lin Chengyan understood that no matter how shrewd and capable Princess Huai was, it was impossible for her to truly rule over a region. It was precisely because she lacked the cold blood of the battlefield, a decisiveness that could be ignored as long as the results were greater than the losses.

He pointed somewhere on the map.

"Here!"

Princess Huai's eyes narrowed. Deep in the southern part of the Northern Desert, the Great Plains of Ke Zha!

"..."

"Wang, the news is accurate. For some reason, Duke Huai of Chu has been fighting with Wang Mingyang from the Central Plains. He hasn't been in the Northwest region for seven days."

It was said that Mo Bei's people were savage, bloodthirsty, and easy to kill. However, there was not even a hint of bloodlust from the man whom the scouts called 'king'. On the contrary, there was a sense of righteousness on his resolute face.

"Understood, you can go down first."

"Yes sir!"

After he left the tent, Jericho got up, wearing armor even as he read the letters in the king's tent.

"Chu Huainan, oh Chu Huainan, is this a bait from an old boy or a gift from the heavens for my son in the grasslands?"

"Don't forget about that old official from Shu, Murong Qianxu. Chu Huainan may have made a mistake because of his old age, but this Murong Qianxing is still in his prime."

Yershin looked at the man in black robes who came out from behind the screen, cupping his right fist to his left chest.

"Military advisor."

The man in black was the mysterious advisor who had helped to unify the tribes on the prairie in recent years.

"If Murong Qian Xun were to stay safely in the Northwest Army Camp, and if the Northwest Army were to rotate three positions as usual, perhaps this would really be an opportunity bestowed by the heavens."

"However, now that this Murong Qianchen has arrived at Xing Yang City, the northwest troop has increased their patrolling speed. This must be a trap."

Yale nodded as he listened. It was true that this stormy atmosphere and the concealing of the Duke Huai Palace was indeed very similar, but because they seemed so appropriate, there was actually a strange smell coming from them.

"If that's the case, then shouldn't we just sit back and watch the Central Plains show?"

The black-cloaked strategist shook his head.

"They were plotting to eat our corn this year."

Yes, the prolonged drought in recent years was still okay for the Central Plains, but it was a huge blow to these nomadic grassland races.

"However, the people of the Central Plains think that they can beat us. They didn't know that their arrogant mentality was our only chance."

The black-cloaked advisor forcefully pressed down on the corner of the table, then turned around and looked towards the south.

Lin Chengyan, let me take a good look at how much you've grown.

"..."

In the room of the inn, Xu Qinghui's eyes were fixated on Old Wang's right hand holding the wine bowl, his expression abnormally focused.

"Watch carefully!"

Old Wang flicked his wrist, and the wine in his bowl spilled outwards. Borrowing the force of the impact, the wine was tossed into the air before immediately plummeting to the ground. Old Wang had already put down his bowl of wine, and waved his empty hand around the spilled wine. The wine that was about to fall down immediately raised its head, and as the cycle continued, the bowl of wine continuously floated in mid-air, with not a single drop falling down, like a dragon swimming in the air.

Finally, Old Wang pointed at the empty wine bowl on the table with two fingers of his sword. The wine in the air was pulled back into the bowl once again. Not a single drop was spilled. This couldn't help but cause Xu Qingzhi to become somewhat dazed.

"Kid, don't just look at this flowery style and act like it's a magic trick. You definitely can't do it without ten years of inner strength as the foundation."

Xu Qingzhi's eyes were shining. In Clear Water Town, he would never have thought that there would be such a method in this world. It had to be said that the various things that had happened along the way all collided with the young man's view of the world.

"Well, in this world, ordinary people don't get involved in many things, but since you are going to participate in the fall, you will naturally go with a passion. You will get involved with these things sooner or later."

Yes, Xu Qinghui really wanted to tell his father that there really were no immortals in this world. It was just that some people had abilities that exceeded those of ordinary people. Presumably, the martial arts ban was imposed after the Spring and Autumn Period, causing the active Jianghu to quiet down.

This was also the worry that an emperor had no choice but to exist. In this era, there was no one like Wang Mingyang who could fight against tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers by himself. If the imperial government did not restrain or recruit these capable martial artists, then the so-called imperial general would be a joke.