Devil’s Advent

Chapter 725

"Hiss...Lao Qi, please be gentle, lighten, lighten again."

In the military tent,

Li Liangting was lying on the blanket with his back bare, and Qishu standing behind him was inserting a silver needle into his back.

This needle is very thick, and the front half has a barb, which is very similar to the arrow used by the knights of the Zhenbei Army. It belongs to the kind of design that can be pierced in, but difficult to pull out.

In this case, King Zhenbei cried out in pain, which is perfectly normal.

Tian Wujing lifted the curtain and walked in, Li Liangting subconsciously silenced his voice.

"Li Chenghui's 20,000 people also drove out in the name of changing defense."

Here, 30,000, plus Li Chenghui's 20,000, what will be used this time is 50,000 to suppress the northern army's cavalry.

For this reason, the troops were divided into two routes. Li Chenghui's route was for support, and it was put on the bright side to attract the attention of the barbarians. Wan Tieqi is a real sharp knife.

That is to say,

Those who are responsible for attacking the barbarian royal court are these 30,000 cavalry!

Li Liangting blushed and nodded.

"Call out the pain." Tian Wujing said.

"How can I, I can't shout in front of you, brother, I want face."

Tian Wujing didn't go out, but instead pulled a chair over and sat down.

"..." Li Liangting.

Seeing his lord next to him, Uncle Qi really endured a lot of hardship, so he had no choice but to comfort him:

"My lord, if you are in pain, just call it out. You are afraid of pain. It's not shameful. All warriors in the world are known for their toughness, but isn't even Prince Jingnan fighting with knives and weapons?

Co-authoring, this kind of thing shouldn't be bothered, isn't it because you are afraid of pain? "

"Hehehe, hahaha..."

Li Liangting laughed out loud, and then another needle was inserted, taking a deep breath.

Tian Wujing looked at Li Liangting's back,

road;

"Is this a way for the barbarians to sacrifice?"

"Yes, my lord." Seventh Uncle replied.

"Lao Qi was kidnapped and sent to a barbarian tribe as a slave when he was young, and was adopted by a priest, so he knows all these things." Li Liangting explained.

immediately,

Li Liangting turned his head to look at Tian Wujing who was sitting there again, and asked:

"Why, Wujing, can you understand this too?"

"Know a little bit."

"What the lord said is, in fact, the methods of the barbarians and the methods of our qi refiners and warlocks are still the same in essence. It's just that the outer skin is different. In the final analysis, it is to stimulate the potential of the human body in a short period of time."

"What about the tonic?" Tian Wujing asked.

"Take it with you." Li Liangting replied, "Anyway, the century-old Marquis Mansion has a lot of heritage."

First use the method of barbarian sacrifices to widen and strengthen the already dead meridians, and then fill them with water from outside.

It can't be blamed that King Zhenbei couldn't help crying out in pain, because this is not just as simple as a skin trauma, nor is it something you can bear if you want to.

"I remember when Zheng Fan brought me back the head of King Fu, what's the difference between you and King Fu later?"

"Am I that fat-headed and big-eared?" Li Liangting asked disdainfully.

"It will fill up." Tian Wujing said.

Li Liangting was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Uncle Qi who gave him the needle,

"really?"

"If you go back to the prince, it will indeed swell up."

At this time,

Seventh Uncle looked at King Jingnan and asked;

"My lord, please come over and help the villain take a look. Can you add the three needles at this position?"

"..." Li Liangting.

Tian Wujing stood up, walked over, took a glance,

road:

"For the three needles here, adding half an inch can increase the waste of energy and blood by 20%, which means double the pain."

"Then push harder!" Li Liangting shouted.

"Add an inch."

"Don't, add more."

"What's the point of losing consciousness from brain pain or fainting directly?"

"Well, you're right, Lao Qi, just follow what Wu Jing said."

"Okay, my lord."

"Wujing, if I knew it earlier, I would have asked you to give me the needle."

"I'm just scratching the surface."

"Okay, okay, okay, hiss...it hurts..."

Tangtang Zhenbei Wang, tears came out of pain, and he almost rolled his eyes, but fortunately, he survived.

At this moment, we need to find some topics to distract our attention.

"Wujing, report from the spies. In the few days of the Golden Tent Conference, there were 100,000 Golden Tent cavalry guarding the barbarian royal court, and counting the people brought by the major tribes, barbarians, I guess It's worth 120,000."

The barbarian cavalry and the snowfield savage cavalry are not the same concept at all, and there is also a huge gap in combat effectiveness.

"The golden tent cavalry is not used to defend against us, but to show off to the leaders of the various tribes, and the outside is just inside. This kind of formation is actually a taboo for military strategists.

If only we could approach quietly,

The iron cavalry of the old soldiers of the Northern Army in the town of 30,000 is enough to penetrate them. "

After breaking through, go straight to the royal court.

royal blood,

The noble heads of the major barbarian tribes are the real strategic targets of this battle.

The barbarians have never been weak. Its weakness is due to the decline of the Jinzhang. It is equivalent to the Great Yan at the beginning. There are many powerful families in the country.

The old barbarian king has been paving the way all his life, marrying and attracting blows. Now, he wants to push his son to the top through the alliance meeting.

By the time,

Across the barbarians of East and West,

Whether you want to go east or go west, there is room for both, and you can take it easy.

This is the most promising node for the barbarians to move towards alliance and regain strength in the past hundred years, but at the same time, it is also their weakest moment.

Why did the barbarians begin to decline a hundred years ago?

Because the barbarian king led his own golden tent army, was ambushed by the western army and died in battle;

For the kingdom of Zhuxia, the destruction of the capital is still secondary, and the symbolic blow is more, for example, the kingdom of Chu.

But if the capital of the country and even the entire court center were wiped out, the state of Chu would definitely collapse directly;

The system and constraints of the barbarians are looser than those of the Kingdom of Xia. This kind of blow will be heavier for them, and the aftermath will be more terrifying.

"Sure, it's good if you have confidence. According to what I said in advance, I will be a military counselor for you. This battle, how to fight, how to fight, and when to fight, are all up to you without a mirror.

Thirty thousand,

It's a good number.

I think back then, my ancestors relied on 30,000 yuan to break Qianguo's 500,000 households, and they were named marquises.

now,

I can also recall the glory of my ancestors.

this life,

no loss

Not too bad,

Good. "

"I heard that you sent your son to the royal court?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"As for what?"

"Hey, it's not like what you can ask Wu Jing, what do you mean? Even if it can only increase the confidence of the size of a fingernail, I, Li Liangting, King Zhenbei of Dayan, will not hesitate at all!

Mirrorless,

From the first year of Yongping to the present, the prosperity of Dayan,

It was created by the three of us together.

This last battle has to be fought well, to the fullest, to the fullest, and... without regrets.

The ancestors, the ancestors, are watching from above;

For eight hundred years,

Countless Great Yan martyrs who died in battle in the desert are watching from the sky.

It is His Majesty,

It's Brother Haoer.

Also in Beijing...

Hehehe, hahaha,

Maybe it's on the top now, just wait and see, hahahaha. "

Li Liangting stretched out his finger and pointed to it,

road:

"Wu Jing, tell me, has His Majesty gone to heaven?"

"If you count the days, you should go, if you don't die, you will miss the military plane."

blood at the feast,

I am afraid that this news has already spread to the desert.

The next step is to wait for the news of Emperor Yan's death in the past.

Yes,

It's a long time ago to die by choking the day.

In fact, King Zhenbei sent his son as an envoy to the royal court, which can only be regarded as an appetizer;

What can really make the old barbarian king feel at ease, relax his guard, and immerse himself in the great vision of the barbarian people's prosperity is the "good news" of the death of Emperor Yan.

And at this time,

Li Yuanhu walked into the tent,

report:

"Your lords, there is news from the capital. Your Majesty, he has passed away. It is said that he is the sixth prince."

"good!"

Li Liangting clenched his fists tightly,

shouted;

"Okay, just right, haha."

Li Yuanhu was surprised for a moment, he even thought for a while that the two princes were waiting for the news of His Majesty Yan's death so that they could send troops to the capital to usurp the throne, but as long as they had a little brain, they would know that it was impossible.

Tian Wujing waved his hand,

Li Yuanhu retreated.

Uncle Qi also said, "My lord, these needles can't be pulled out today, so just lie down like this."

"Okay, I know."

"The subordinates will also go down first."

Uncle Qi went down.

In Wang's tent, only Li Liangting who was lying down and Tian Wujing who was sitting were left.

Li Liangting breathed a sigh of relief,

road:

"Your Majesty is finally relieved. I bet that if you return to Beijing now and open His Majesty's coffin before he is buried, you can see that there must be a smile on the corner of His Majesty's mouth."

Tian Wujing didn't speak.

Li Liangting continued:

"Little Six, it really is still Little Six, damn it, I met Little Six when he was only a few years old, and I told Brother Haoer at that time that this kid looks exactly like the guy who robbed me of chicken legs back then, the same.

Later, His Majesty told me that he preferred the second child.

All right, number two.

mirrorless,

Do you think he did it on purpose? "

"The palms and the backs of the hands are all meat."

"Hehe." Li Liangting smiled, "Damn it, it sounds really festive when these words are applied to the three of us."

"Is it?"

"It must be. A few days ago, I saw your old sister-in-law. Your sister-in-law pointed at her nose and called me a beast."

"no?"

"Compared to the two of you, I think I'm really more like a person, so I've been feeling sorry in my heart.

Why do I have to put these needles in my body, why do I have to go to war?

Once I'm gone,

This Zhenbeihou Mansion, even my son, can really take care of it, hey, it is no longer the former Zhenbeihou Mansion.

I have lost half of my ancestral foundation, so I can be regarded as a beast, right? "

"That's right."

"It's you, Pingxihou. A few years ago, you deliberately took him, kept him, trained him, supported him, Wu Jing, aren't you afraid of trouble in the future?"

"I'm more worried than there will be troubles. In the future, there will be no one who can calm the troubles.

Even Your Majesty, before he died, did not think about pulling out all those thorns. In a country, there are few thorns that are not afraid of the sky, and they will inevitably be bullied by the outside world. "

"Okay, okay, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, the three of us have won this situation, whether we can defend it or not, we can't develop it, it depends on the people behind.

I am a person who is about to ascend to heaven,

And you,

Mirrorless? "

Tian Wujing looked at Li Liangting and said, "What do you mean?"

"Actually, Your Majesty and I both hope that you can stay. This big swallow is really safe with you around. But I feel sorry for my brother when I say this."

"Let's fight the battle first. Keep these words of yours. When the battle is over and you are dying, if your son is lucky and doesn't die, you can drag him to the sick bed. speak slowly before;

If it's dead, that's fine, after you go down, you can speak more slowly. "

"Wu Jing, pour me a glass of wine for my brother."

The wine was placed on the tea table, and it was originally used to temper the silver needles.

Tian Wujing got up and poured three bowls of wine.

"Yes, let Haoer get a bowl first."

Tian Wujing spilled the bowl of wine on the ground.

Then, no one moved the remaining two bowls.

Li Liangting didn't urge him to give him the wine bowl either.

"Wu Jing, brother, I am sorry for you, brother Haoer, I know, he also feels sorry for you in his heart, Dayan, he is also sorry for you, let you continue to live, he is also sorry for you.

After this battle, my life is worth it, Wujing, you...

Wujing, Brother Haoer did not do that thing, although, I also think that Brother Haoer may have known about it afterwards. "

"I don't need you to talk about my business."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Li Liangting sniffed,

road:

"I'm hungry."

talking,

Li Liangting shouted to the outside:

"Old Qi, I'm hungry, do you have chicken legs?"

Tian Wujing walked out of the king's tent.

Uncle Qi walked in, and said to King Zhenbei who was lying there:

"My lord, where can I find live chickens in this barracks?"

Li Liangting patted the bed with his hand,

Tears dripped down,

shouted:

"I don't care, I just want to eat chicken legs today."

Tian Wujing walked all the way to the stable outside Wang's tent.

There, lay two Pixiu.

King Zhenbei's Pixiu was smuggled in later, and now it is still a little sluggish and has not fully recovered.

Tian Wujing sat down, his Pixiu approached actively.

"knife."

Pixiu opened his mouth, and spat out the Kunniu knife from his mouth, which landed in Tian Wujing's hand.

This knife was given by Emperor Yan himself when he was granted the title of Marquis of Jingnan.

He is a good emperor,

But by no means a good father, a good husband, or a good brother;

immediately,

Tian Wujing spread his hands again,

road:

"letter."

"………"brave troops.

hesitated for a moment,

Pixiu opened his mouth, as if retching, but nothing fell out.

Tian Wujing turned his head and looked at Pixiu who was crouching beside him,

Opened the mouth and said:

"Give it out?"

Pixiu didn't respond.

That letter was put in by him, if it was lost or damaged or lost, this brave head of his would have known it to himself long ago.

And it has remained silent.

This is a beast, but this beast has brains.

Since there was no sound, it meant that in the eyes of this beast, the letter had already fallen into the hands of the person who should give it to it.

Pixiu saw that his master didn't speak for a long time, he was so frightened that he put his head on the ground, his eyes were wide open and glistening.

Next to him, Pixiu of the King of Zhenbei saw this scene, and simply lay down on his side. He really couldn't look down on his fellow clan's current appearance.

but,

To Pixiu's surprise,

After a long silence,

Did not see the master angry.

Tian Wujing shook his head,

road:

"It's also very good."

in mind,

Involuntarily emerging from the fire in Yingdu, Zheng Fan stood in front of him holding a knife and shouted:

In my life, Zheng Fan, you are the only brother who treats me well...

Tian Wujing slowly closed his eyes,

In fact, Tian Wujing never said a word to Zheng Fan, that is, he is also lucky,