Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 323: Early Curfew
summer solstice.

The daytime has reached its lowest point, and the nights will get longer from now on.

The sky gradually became hotter, and the scorching sun began to bake the earth unscrupulously. Even the intensive thunderstorms could not wash away the heat waves lurking in the air.

In a scissor-shaped mountain range in Leizhou, a dense army began to gather with the help of the green shade of the forest.

In the jungle, there is an artificial palace, surrounded by guards with sharp eyes, always alert to possible dangers.

In the palace, a fat middle-aged man with a round face was sitting on a chair, looking at the mountain and river map in front of him seriously.

The middle-aged man was wearing a yellow dragon robe, and the seven-clawed dragon claws were particularly vivid. In the entire Dayang Dynasty, only the royal family could wear the seven-clawed dragon robe.

As the cousin of Li Yuanzheng, the actual controller of the Dayang Dynasty today, the current King of Zhenxi Li Mingyan is not happy at all in Leizhou.

Li Mingyan originally wanted to turn a blind eye to the bloody massacre that happened several months ago. As long as Chu Yuanzhen successfully broke through to the upper realm, his Zhenxi Army could advance northward to attack Yizhou, or retreat and guard the pass, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Chu Yuanzhen was eventually killed by a registered disciple of the Martial Temple. After the battle, only a few of the 80,000 Thunder Guards were left.

Various forces got involved in this turbulent situation, and the final winner was actually the Dayang Dynasty.

The Chu family borrowed the founding sword from the Dayang Dynasty and successfully pulled Chu Yuanzhen into their camp.

Most of the manpower of Yizhou's secret forces also perished in that great battle.

Finally, the Dayang Dynasty secretly recovered Leizhou at the cost of a founding sword.

"My Lord, the army has been mobilized!"

At this time, a long-faced general came in from outside the palace to report.

Li Mingyan nodded slightly and looked at Chu Xin beside him. This man replaced Chu Yuanzhen as a capable general by his side, and was a nail planted by Li Yuanzheng beside Li Mingyan: "What do you think, Lord Chu?"

As he spoke, Li Mingyan also explained his formation in detail.

Chu Xin smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are still the commander-in-chief of the Zhenxi Army. There is no need to report everything to me."

Li Mingyan closed one eye, and said helplessly: "The Zhenxi Army no longer has the surname Li."

Chu Xin rolled his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his finger and drew on the table in front of him, "For the important event in the capital, as long as the prince cooperates well, the Zhenxi Army can still be named Li.

Ambition is a good thing. Troubled times are the best time to let ambition burst out completely. But how many people can actually realize it in the end? "

After Chu Xin finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the palace.

After Chu Xin left, Li Mingyan had a complicated look on his face. After a while, he instructed the generals around him:
"Arrange the troops at the northern pass. Our primary mission this time is to prevent the Yizhou army from moving south!"

Fang Xuan was sitting by the window. Pei Qian was already drunk at the table. The food at Yingbin Building was very good, but what was even better was his family's fine wine, which could make both mortals and gods drunk.

At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, brows furrowed as he looked at the deserted streets outside. It was not yet nightfall, and there were not many people on the streets.

There is only one reason for this, the capital city has imposed a curfew early tonight.

Suddenly, a series of crisp "da da da" sounds rang out on the street, and then a group of soldiers in black armor rode horses and galloped through the capital city.

Fang Xuan noticed that this was already the tenth group of people from dusk till now. The aura on their bodies and the tokens hanging around their waists made Fang Xuan understand that these people were the people of the Dayang Dynasty stationed in Zhongzhou.

For some unknown reason, they all came to Beijing.

Although it was not yet dusk according to the time, the depressing atmosphere on the street made the entire street where Fang Xuan was located gray and gloomy. A sense of impending storm, like a huge stone, silently pressed on Fang Xuan's heart.

"Brother Xiang, it seems that the thing that Sun Miaozhu mentioned is about to begin. Aren't you going to tell me something?"

Fang Xuan turned his head and looked at Xiang Jie, who was still looking calm and drinking slowly, and asked.

Xiang Jie shook his head, "Brother Fang, I don't know much more than you do!"

At this moment, a black light suddenly flashed outside the window, and then Xiang Jie's face froze, and he quickly took out a jade slip from his arms.

The jade slip emitted a strange light, as if it was breathing.

Xiang Jie stared at the jade slip for a while, until it slowly stopped moving. He was a little shocked and murmured, "Why did it start so suddenly?"

Then, he looked up at Fang Xuan and said, "Brother Fang, we have to go back to the Martial Temple as soon as possible."

From the early curfew in Shangjing City tonight, Fang Xuan could guess that Shangjing City would definitely not be quiet tonight.

He nodded slightly, then lifted Pei Qian up.

Pei Qian, who was sleeping soundly, was startled and said vaguely: "I can still drink. Senior Xiang, come on, let's go for another one!"

Fang Xuan and Xiang Jie looked at each other, and in tacit understanding, one of them knocked Pei Qian unconscious while the other carried Pei Qian out.

The two men mounted their horses and rushed towards the Wu Temple at full speed.

After they walked past the two stone lions lying in front of the Martial Temple and entered the temple, they found that many warriors had already gathered in the square inside the temple.

Everyone lined up and got ready.

They may not be as imposing as those on a real battlefield, but no one dares to ignore the strength of the Martial Temple.

The low and vague discussions of these warriors intertwined with each other, and combined with the depressing atmosphere inside the martial arts temple, made the entire space seem even more solemn.

Fang Xuan didn't have many acquaintances in the Martial Temple, so after returning to the Martial Temple with Xiang Jie, he first sent Pei Qian back to the room, and then stood next to Xiang Jie after returning.

At this time, a burly man next to Xiang Jie turned his head and nodded to Xiang Jie: "Are you here?"

"Are these people transferred back from various places? We haven't seen such a scene in our Martial Temple for a long time!" Xiang Jie looked at the others.

"Not only that, even some guys who were on missions have been called back. It seems that Wu Miao has decided to go all out for the sake of Dragon's luck this time!"

"Dragon Luck?" Standing next to Xiang Jie, Fang Xuan listened to these unfamiliar words and tried his best to guess what was going to happen in Shangjing City.

"What do we need to do?" Fang Xuan suddenly asked.

The burly warrior took a look at Fang Xuan and knew that Fang Xuan's strength was not weak. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes and he explained: "Maintain the stability of Shangjing City and ensure that Longyun will not be plundered by others."

"Plunder the Dragon's Luck."

Fang Xuan pondered the word carefully.

There was a clear clang of a bell, and everyone present looked towards the front of the square.

A silver-grey ray of moonlight skillfully fell from the sky, illuminating an imposing armchair. At this moment, a person was sitting on the armchair, which was originally empty.

It was a woman dressed in tight clothes, with a certain aura blocking her face, so I couldn't see her face clearly.
This man had a strong aura and he looked intimidating even without getting angry when he sat there. All the discussions in the hall suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)