Sheng Fu

Chapter 562
Saibei City, a place in all directions, has set up camps, and the human army and the spirit army are in harmony with each other. Recently, there is enough wine and meat. Even the guard Jiang Zheng also took out the Beihan Wine, Yan Che and Wei Mo, Fu Hun and other generals at all levels drank freely several times.

The armies of the two races totaled 400,000.

The first-class war horses of the human race and the first-class war deer of the spirit race gallop on the yellow sand desert. In terms of galloping on the plains alone, the war horses are slightly better. .

Such a mount made many soldiers of the human race see the hope of victory.

In the camp, Wei Mo and Yan Che are playing a sand table. It's not because of the war, it's just boring, but the good thing is that if you don't do it unintentionally, you can always get a good hand.

"Fortunately, this time some eccentric generals of our race did not have too much friction with some grumpy generals of the human race. The private exchange and exchange of ideas will be hurt at best." Wei Mo said calmly.

In ancient times, the human race and the spirit race were sworn enemies.

Both races have countless heroic martyrs who died at the hands of each other.

Basically, the ancestors of certain human race generals died in the territory of the spirit race, and the death conditions were extremely tragic.

The ancestors of some generals of the spirit race also died in the territory of the human race, or they were killed by thousands of knives or quartered by five horses.

The hatred of history, accompanied by the eccentric and violent temper, did not kill anyone, which is already a blessing in misfortune.

This point Wei Mo is extremely outstanding, even if King Zhen'an personally presides over the overall situation, he can't guarantee that there will be no tragic internal fighting in a small area.

Yi Bo Yuntian is an army, and he is brave and ruthless is still an army.

Yan Che looked outside the big tent and said with emotion: "It is said that Zhang Benchu, Yan Zhao and Gao Zhi led an elite cavalry force of [-] to set off, and they will also set up camp near Saibei City. This relationship is a bit delicate, but I think, We should always sit with Zhang Benchu ​​and the others to have a drink and chat."

Zhang Benchu ​​became famous because of Yu Wenjun.

Wei Mo frowned slightly, smoothed the sand table casually, and said softly: "It makes sense, but this posture is difficult to grasp."

"Jiang Zheng never mentioned this matter."

It is well known in the army that Hengchang sent only [-] troops this time. Although there are top-level mounts blessed, there are no famous generals to lead them. The strongest will not reach the Guiyuan realm.

When it comes to marching and fighting, and arranging troops, Zhang Benchu ​​is a star general, but he is still a novice with insufficient qualifications. Most veterans look down on Zhang Benchu ​​and others from the bottom of their hearts.

But there is one thing that many people deliberately forget.

That is the land of Montenegro, Zhang Benchu, Guo Shenghe and others contributed a lot.

Although the central battlefield did not appear, they rampaged on the flank battlefields, killing all directions and causing many monster tribes to die on the battlefield. In some battles, it can be said that people did their best to stabilize the overall situation of one side.

In terms of this matter alone, Zhang Benchu ​​showed the style of a clear general. On Zhang Benchu's battlefield, he has never lost a battle.

It's a pity that in the Battle of Montenegro, there were too many Wuji strong men, covering up the edge of a group of young generals.

Therefore, the soldiers of Hengchang went out again, and in the world of Saibei City, there was always something nondescript.

Wei Mo said: "Whether it is tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, my lord father will come, should I discuss this with my lord father?"

Yan Che fell into deep thought.

Discuss everything with the elders, it will appear that young people are too incompetent, if you don't discuss, you are afraid of committing some kind of taboo.

"At that time, this matter is only between us, not between the spirit race and the human race." Wei Mo thought about it.

Yan Che nodded slightly, complex emotions flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

The next day.

King Zhen'an and Yue Bo arrived in Saibei City as scheduled.

The commanders of the two clans joined forces, and their morale was already soaring before the battle.

On the city wall, King Zhen'an and Yue Bo stood side by side.

In the afternoon, the yellow sand desert is shining with golden light under the sunlight, as if the light of the sun is rushing towards the infinite sea, it is full of vastness and majesty.

"When will the Nine Youque army arrive?" King Zhen'an asked with narrowed eyes.

Yue Bo said firmly: "It's the time of the first snow."

"The first snow in the north comes very early, and it is estimated that there will be another half a month."

King Zhen'an grinned and said: "In the past half a month, we must handle the internal affairs well. You and I have historical hatred. This time, although there is no big fight, it is an ominous omen after all. .”

"Last night, a thousand households from your clan beat a thousand households from my clan to the point of death."

"Maybe something else will happen tonight."

"How do you feel about this?"

After asking, King Zhen'an kept looking at Yue Bo's eyebrows, eyes and bridge of nose from the corner of his eyes.

Yue Boyun said lightly: "Speaking of peace is still impossible. It is estimated that tonight, the spies I have placed will sort out the list of generals who don't like each other, and then gather them together, under your noses, Let's have a fight."

"It's enough to vent out, without any empty benevolence and morality."

King Zhen'an said with a playful smile: "I thought it was a bad face and a red face, this kind of treatment is rare, but it is also very open."

"But what if the hatred continues to deepen afterward?"

Yue Bo said seriously: "Then these people will be under your noses day and night, half a moon is not a long time."

The king of Zhen'an felt a little disappointed. He originally planned to go to Mingyue Mountain tonight and go fishing in the North Sea with Mr. Yuwen and his wife.

It seems that there is no leisure time, Yue Bo is the coach, and King Zhen'an has to support the will of the leader.

With a slight movement in his mind, a long wind blows towards the North Sea.

Mingyue Mountain.

After being assassinated, Yu Wenjun seemed to be calm, but his mood was damaged, and he couldn't concentrate on cultivation recently.

When the wind reached the shore, it blew Yu Wenjun's long hair.

After understanding the meaning, Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said: "It really is so."

For such matters, within reason, the matter of fishing in the North Sea is considered yellow.

Stepping across the void, he came to General Chen Xuan's study.

Military newspapers did not pile up into mountains, but there were quite a few excerpts, waiting for Chen Xuan to swipe his brush and wear red. Chen Xuan sat in a serious state, like a scholar who was in awe of books.

Suddenly raised his head and saw Yu Wenjun in front of him, he was still in shock and said: "Your ability to cross the void is already superior to mine, so you came here suddenly, do you have something important to discuss?"

Yu Wenjun paced back and forth a few steps, and said casually: "You guessed it right, King Zhen'an can't come, and the fishing matter is just you and me."

"Speaking of which, how good is your ability to catch and kill?"

Chen Xuan looked surprised, but seeing Yu Wenjun's serious face, he said suspiciously: "Why do you ask this matter, speaking of it, I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time."

"Within Lingxiao, it's okay."

After Yu Wenjun heard it, he laughed and said, "Shang Ke has an article."

Chen Xuan was at a loss, not knowing why Yu Wenjun's eyes were like a dragon approaching the abyss just now.

If the King of Zhen'an didn't come, fishing would be less interesting.

"What article?" Chen Xuan asked.

Yu Wenjun said casually: "I can't say, it depends on the person."

Chen Xuan: "..."

(End of this chapter)