Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 107

In Xiangdu City Lord's Mansion, Xiao Qi frowned.

"Achang, what do you think Kong Wenzhao is thinking? Why hasn't he come to attack the city for so long?"

After the Lu army entered the city, Kong Wenzhao actually transferred all the soldiers and horses from the besieging city, and defended the camp every day.

Xiao Qi even opened the gates of the city and sent generals to call for battle, but the Pingyang army still held up the exemption card and refused to fight.

Kong Wenzhao's abnormal behavior made Xiao Qi feel uneasy.

"Uncle, in fact, you don't have to worry at all."

In front of the generals, in order to avoid suspicion and maintain Xiao Qi's majesty, Huan Chang always addressed her as Lord Xiao Qi.

In private, Huan Chang still called Xiao Qi uncle.

Xiao Qi frowned slightly, and said: "If I don't know what the enemy general is thinking, how can I feel at ease?"

Huan Chang comforted: "Delaying the time will not do us any harm. Wait for the Qinglongwei to regroup and the White Tiger Camp will return to its peak state."

"At that time, no matter what conspiracy the enemy has, we can break it with strength."

"Furthermore, the [-] enemy army is besieging the city, and the daily consumption of money and food is not a small amount. If the enemy army delays for too long, there will definitely be problems with logistics supplies."

"So, no matter how you think about it, uncle doesn't need to worry."

Xiao Qi's expression softened slightly when she heard the words, she stroked her beard lightly, and said: "Ah Chang's words are also reasonable, now the city has sufficient food and grass, and I am not afraid of the bandits' army cutting off my food supply."

However, Huan Chang looked at Xiao Qi's expression at this time, and hesitated to speak.

Seeing Huan Chang's appearance, Xiao Qi immediately said displeasedly: "I'm not an outsider, Ah Chang has something to say but it's okay to say it, why bother talking?"

Huan Chang took a deep breath, and then said, "May I ask Uncle, what level will the person with the highest martial arts achieve when leading the army this time?"

This question is a military secret, no wonder Huan Chang hesitated for a long time before asking.

Xiao Qi narrowed her eyes slightly.

After pondering for a while, he finally said: "I brought a few peak fighters into the house, and they hid in the army, in case the bandits sent masters to assassinate the general."

When Huan Chang heard this, his face became extremely solemn.

"I heard that those powerful fighters can change the outcome of a war."

"Although the Juye Gang is a third-rate sect, after so many years of accumulation, there should be warriors in the sect who have transformed themselves."

"If the Juye Gang sent out such a master to assassinate Uncle and the generals in the army, what should we do?"

Theoretically speaking, the White Tiger Battalion plus the Azure Dragon Guard might not be able to stop ordinary metamorphosis warriors.

However, warriors in the mortal state can come and leave whenever they want, and Baihuying and Qinglongwei can't stop them at all.

This kind of powerful warrior is elusive, if he really wants to assassinate Xiao Qi, there is no one in the Lu army who can stop him.

Xiao Qi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Ah Chang is too worried. Warriors of that level are not allowed to participate in the war at all, otherwise they will surely die."

Huan Chang's heart moved, and he asked, "Why is Uncle so determined?"

Xiao Qi shook her head, and said: "You are still too young now, you know a lot of things, it won't do you much good."

"You just need to know that warriors in the realm of metamorphosis are not without restrictions. Otherwise, if they go to assassinate the king, wouldn't the king be sure to die?"

Huan Chang was astonished, and asked again: "Could it be that there are no warriors who have transformed into ordinary realms under your command?"

Xiao Qi fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "I don't know much about the details."

"Actually, before the expedition, I was also worried that the Juye Gang would dispatch such warriors, but Your Majesty didn't care."

"It was also at that time that I realized that warriors in the realm of metamorphosis can't do whatever they want, let alone participate in wars."

Huan Chang was even more suspicious, but he didn't continue to ask.

He could faintly feel that the water here was very deep, and even Xiao Qi might only touch the fur.

"In that case, I'm relieved."

For ten days in a row, Kong Wenzhao withdrew his troops and hung up the no-war card to defend the camp. No matter how provocative the Lu army was, the Pingyang army would never fight.

Inside the spacious tent, the gray-bearded old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, his body disappeared, and he appeared in the coach's tent, where he saw a man in black.

This person looks to be about 50 years old, his body looks a little thin, and his face is quite rigid, as if he can't smile.

"Chang Ge, you are here."

The old man looked at the man carefully for a while, with a look of relief in his eyes.

"The disciple has met the Patriarch!"

The man in black leaned over to salute, with a look of awe in his eyes.

The old man looked at Chang Ge carefully for a while, and suddenly sighed: "We didn't think highly of you at the beginning, and thought that your little junior brother would achieve the highest achievement in the future."

"But you have been dormant for 25 years, but you have soared into the sky, even surpassing your master and uncle."

"Wen Zhao, on the other hand, is just like his father, his cultivation is still standing still, and he has no way to go any further!"

Speaking of this, the old man seemed a little embarrassed.

Changge said: "The aptitude of the disciple is average, and he can only sharpen his sword in 25 years."

"Master and Junior Brother are all very talented, but their heart is not in cultivation."

Changge is a little serious, which may be related to his previous experience.

"Eldest brother, you are here!"

At this moment, Kong Wenzhao walked in from the outside. After seeing Changge, his eyes showed excitement.

A smile finally appeared on Changge's staid face.

In the sect back then, although Changge was a big brother, he made the slowest progress in cultivation among the third-generation disciples.

It took him 25 years to cultivate his true energy.

Therefore, many disciples in the Juye gang looked down on Changge, and some even suggested that Changge's status as a senior brother should be abolished.

Only the suzerain of the Juye Gang and Kong Wenzhao, the younger brother, resisted all opinions and treated Changge as before.

Being looked down upon by almost everyone, including his juniors and sisters, made Changge develop a taciturn character.

But in the next five years, Changge's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and his martial arts surpassed three generations of disciples, even surpassing his master and uncle.

Now Changge has a high status in the sect, but he is still unsmiling. He only smiles when he sees his master and Kong Wenzhao.

"Little brother, master asked me to help you."

Hearing the word 'Master', Kong Wenzhao's face visibly froze, and then he asked, "Father, is he alright?"

"Master is fine, I just miss you very much."

"It's been ten years since you left the sect, and even the original Pingyang City Master didn't know that you were the son of the sect master."

"After this battle is over, you follow me back to the sect to practice, and don't worry about these messy things anymore."

Kong Wenzhao showed hesitation on his face, and finally nodded heavily.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help showing a look of relief.

Among the three generations of disciples, he is actually the most optimistic about Kong Wenzhao. If Kong Wenzhao can practice in meditation, he might not be able to accumulate a lot of knowledge.

In the eyes of the old man, having more martial arts experts is the foundation of a sect.

Indulging in the secular world, always falling behind.

(End of this chapter)