The Black Book

Frowning slightly, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a long time and stood up suddenly.

"We can't passively defend like this. We must take the initiative to attack and push the front line out!"

Hearing this, Huai Xu said in embarrassment: "But, our preparations have only been completed by less than 60%. If we act hastily, there may be unknown risks."

"The enemy will not wait for you to be perfectly prepared."

Shaking his head, Zhu Haomiao said firmly: "Adopt Plan B, I will personally lead the elite to kill and attack Huanglong!"

His eyebrows jumped slightly, Huai Xu looked at the confident black-clothed boy, but he couldn't say the advice on his lips.

Reason told him that this practice of entrusting the fate of the country to one person is very dangerous. It is completely a gamble. If you are not careful, you will lose everything!

And the situation of [Dazhen] is very good now. Even if the border defense line is broken, the vast strategic depth is enough to support it for a long time. There is no need to gamble on the fate of the country!

But at the same time, Huai Xu's heart was inexplicably hot again.

Emotionally, he told him that the young man in front of him was worth all the bets!

He will win!

After a struggle in his mind, Huai Xu finally nodded obediently.

"I will go to gather the elite right away."

"Well, I will ask the court to mobilize the new troops in various provinces. After I lead the troops as the spearhead to break through the defense line, they will follow up and occupy it."

In a few words, the future strategy was determined. Zhu Haomiao left the [Yanhuang Arsenal] without hesitation and went straight to the Jinyiwei Central Pacification Division.

"Call back all personnel of the third rank and above."

The sudden order made Yan Yunsheng slightly stunned, but he still responded with a fist without hesitation.

"Your order."

Soon, countless transfer orders flew across the country like snowflakes.

After receiving the news, the Jinyiwei who were carrying out tasks in various prefectures did not dare to be negligent and rushed to the imperial capital without stopping.

Among these Jinyiwei, only a small number of them were the direct descendants trained by Zhu Haomiao himself, and the vast majority of the others were elites absorbed from the rivers and lakes.

In past wars, these heroes were not only not external help, but also internal destabilizing factors.

Once the court's attention shifted to the border, the internal suppression weakened, and the major sects would take the opportunity to grow and frantically test the bottom line of the court.

Due to the external enemy, the central government could only compromise most of the time, resulting in the continuous erosion of state power and the final slow death.

Now, Zhu Haomiao has emerged, crushing the black and white worlds with unreasonable brutality, integrating these originally constraining resistances and sharpening them into a sharp knife.

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After a few months, thousands of Jinyiwei masters gathered in the Central Pacification Division, and the air gradually filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

The elites of the black and white worlds were originally unruly, and there were more or less grievances between them. If it weren't for the prestige of Duke Yu, these guys who were forcibly gathered together would have "become one" long ago.

"Hmph! Witch!"

Carrying a sword, the elegant Qu Fanshuang raised her neck and looked at Liu Ruyan with contempt.

At the other end, Liu Ruyan, with her charming eyes, smiled slightly and spoke softly.

"A defeated general, barking again?"

This sentence burst Qu Fanshuang's lungs, and her eyes turned red with anger.

"You just relied on magic skills to win me a few times by chance, what's there to be proud of?!"

"Tsk tsk, you keep talking about magic skills, if you are so ambitious, why don't you practice!"

"You... I..."

Qu Fanshuang was speechless and her face flushed.

Once, as one of the leading figures of the new generation of white ways, she sneered at the skills created by Duke Yu.

What good things can be if they are everywhere?

What's more, a young man who is a few years younger than her can have the experience and wisdom to create a good skill?

She is the eldest sister of Lingjian Peak, what peerless magic skills has she not seen?

Even if she starved to death, died outside, or jumped off Lingjian Peak, she would never practice something made up by a teenager!

Then, in the internal competition of Jinyiwei, she was beaten up again and again by the demon girl of the Demon Cult who practiced both [Star Furnace Body Tempering Technique] and [Taixu Refining Spirit and True Revelation Technique]. Her originally unruly eyes instantly became clear.

You know, she used to suppress Liu Ruyan in all aspects!

So, under the blow of cruel reality, Qu Fanshuang began to study the two "magic skills" silently with a critical attitude.

As she entered the practice, her mentality also changed rapidly...

Hmm... Really delicious!

And Qu Fanshuang's mental journey is also a projection of most people present.

Almost all of them were dissatisfied with Duke Yu, but after practicing the two skills he created, they gradually felt a deep respect in their hearts.

On the one hand, these two skills do contain Duke Yu's unfathomable martial arts attainments.

On the other hand, at the level of their souls that they could not perceive, strands of faith as thin as hair condensed and materialized, pointing to an ethereal and gorgeous pyramid.

The endless twisted black light flowed into the soul along the faith thread, silently leaving a mark.

It was precisely because of this subtle faith that these lawless martial arts masters could barely unite together.

While the front yard was arguing, in the backyard hall of the Central Pacification Department, Zhu Haomiao and a group of core members were making preparations for the war.

"Yunsheng, are all the people here?"

"Except for some brothers from remote provinces, basically everyone is here."

"Very good, let's make final rest preparations today and set off early tomorrow morning!"

"yes."

"Guihua and Gao Haochen, I will leave the house to you."

Hearing this, the two black and white bosses looked at the young man with complicated expressions and nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry."

"Um."

After telling him some more trivial matters, Zhu Haomiao raised his head and looked out the window. His deep vision seemed to travel through time and space, and he saw the tragic battlefield thousands of miles away.

"Old man... don't die..."

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Yongzhou·Tianxiong Pass

Being thrown by the catapult, stones the size of millstones hit the city wall like raindrops, creating dense shallow pits.

Sergeant Dazhen, who was hiding behind the urn wall, huddled numbly, trying to minimize his exposure area.

But there were still some unlucky ones who were hit by stone bullets at awkward angles, instantly exploding into a ball of blood mist.

"General, it's no longer possible, we can't hold it anymore, retreat!"

Listening to the cries of his subordinates, Luo Ming, who had a wrinkled face and exuded a sense of decay and twilight, frowned and stared at the enemies coming in the distance like a tide.

This was already the first wave of attacks. In his impression, the enemy's attacks never stopped!

Day or night, rain or shine!

Just like the waves of the sea, one wave recedes, and another wave immediately tops it, endless and endless.