Zhang Xing can certainly understand this difference. After all, the war is dangerous and no one dares to guarantee it.

Moreover, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhang Sanlang always felt that the two ministers' emphasis on danger did not essentially mean the same thing.

For Duan Wei, Minister of the Ministry of War, who had experienced several political turmoils, facing the possibility that the saints and most members of the royal family might be wiped out in one fell swoop, he had to make the situation worse first so that he could easily shirk responsibility in the future.

At the same time, Wei Chi, the Minister of Punishment, seemed depressed because of the whip yesterday, and was irritating the saint intentionally or unintentionally.

But...what does this have to do with him, the deputy inspector of Fulongwei?

Ever since, after recovering from the initial shock at the size of the Wu clan's troops, Zhang Xing, who was surprisingly calm, said nothing and just followed Xiao Yu downstairs, and the uncle of the country did not seem to follow this entourage.

The meaning of the black ribbon communication. When the two of them returned to the Yunneicheng County Government Office where Xing was temporarily acting, Zhang Xing actually led the people to follow the other party to the Saint

In front of the lobby where it is located.

He even walked directly in. After seeing the obvious dark circles under the saint's eyes, he calmly held the knife and stood in the side door.

At this time, Gu Dao, Xiao Guojiu had explained clearly what he had seen, and was trying to unify his position with the two ministers. He also felt that the other party's troops were very strong and the city was dangerous.

"I still don't understand." The saint held his forehead and said angrily, as if he had a headache. "What's the plan? You don't care about anything, and you don't care about the cost of sending troops. You just want to make me faster?"

"Your Majesty, it's useless to say this now. Du Lan has already arrived, and he has brought an army of 150,000 as expected. This force is too dangerous. Once the city is defeated, the consequences will be disastrous." Sima Changying said firmly. "So I have an explanation. …”

"Say." The saint responded immediately.

"There are now six thousand horses in the city, which is the total number of cavalry we can mobilize." Sima Changying answered seriously. "And the Wu army is too large and it is impossible to complete the siege before tomorrow morning... Therefore, I ask your Majesty to Assemble the elite cavalry and master practitioners, and carry the Fulong Seal. Let the knights carry the royal nobles below the queen to break out tonight! As for the minister, I made a mistake in my prediction and will not be punished. However, your Majesty, please allow me to risk my life and lead the attack myself. These soldiers and horses will protect His Majesty and break through the encirclement together."

The saint remained silent.

Obviously, there are only two reasons for being silent at this time. Either, he still feels that it is too embarrassing to do so. The hairy saint is very face-conscious, and he can't get over the threshold of escaping in embarrassment; or, the saint does not dare to take risks and stays in the city. We can still survive inside, but if we leave the city at this time, what if we are surrounded by Qingqi from the Eastern Witch Clan outside the city? Wouldn’t our lives be immediately in danger?

No one knows the reason, only that the saint obviously did not agree with this choice.

"We still have to hold on." After a while, Prime Minister Su Wei seemed to have noticed something, and spoke belatedly. "But if we want to hold on, we must continue to reward people to encourage people, and urge King Qin's army as soon as possible, because it is really possible to hold the city. I'm sorry...I'm going to take the liberty of asking, Your Majesty, would you like to set an extraordinary reward?"

"When I personally see Dulan's siege tomorrow, I'd better ask him face to face before talking about this." Obviously, the saint who participated in the destruction of Nanchen that day was not a military idiot, and there is still a diplomatic solution. mentality.

Both husbands were speechless.

The next day, nothing happened. After realizing that he had really surrounded the Wei Emperor, the Dulan Khan maintained enough forbearance and patience, quietly set up camp, quietly assigned the looting team, and quietly completed the attack on Yun. Surrounding the inner city on all sides.

Finally, another day passed, and on the morning of the fourth day when Yu Jia arrived in Yunnei, the sound of drums suddenly rumbled, and a report came from the northern city wall, saying that after hastily completing the simple four-sided horse formation and simple camp, the eastern Wu clan The iconic rotten-winged dragon flag with black stripes on a white background appeared at the foot of the northern city. It was suspected that Dulan Khan came to pay homage to the Great Sage in person.

At this time, it was necessary to encourage the military morale again. The saint hesitated again and again, but he still plucked up the courage, walked out of the county mansion, and headed upstairs to the north city gate... He still didn't believe in evil.

At this time, Duke Niu and Bai Yousi were naturally among the people accompanying him, Fulongyin was also there, and Fulongwei all appeared on the stage, and according to their usual former residence, they were mixed in with the people from various ministries and horses around the city gate tower. General No. 3 Zhonglang of the left wing of the Shesheng Army, who acted as a reserve force, also led 3,000 recharged elites to board the North City for necessary maintenance.

Then, the saint sat proudly on the reserved seat in the middle of the city gate tower under the crowd and stars.

Yunnei City is an important town in the north, and the city has very strict regulations, otherwise Wei Chi would not have allowed the saint to come here that day... Correspondingly, the city gate tower is also very grand, enough for the saint to lay out.

Everyone got into position, and Zhang Xing accidentally found Li Ding. The two of them stood far away on the outer edge of the city gate.

Next, as the saint raised his hand to signal, Duke Niu suddenly stepped forward a few steps, and then let out a long roar. Along with his long roar, a thick stream of eternal life energy like a green dragon swam through the sky outside the city gate tower.

, in an instant, the city above and below the city that was filled with noise suddenly became quiet.

Everyone knows that this is a top master.

Du Gong Niu easily shocked the audience, and it seemed that the next step was a good opportunity for negotiation. But soon, an interesting scene, or a response, appeared. In front of everyone's eyes, the Guanfeng Hall, which had been dismantled, was dragged away from the Wu Clan camp.

They were dragged out and gathered in the huge open space in the middle of the Wu clan alliance in the east of the north of the city. Then they were added with a lot of horse dung, cow dung, and firewood, and burned together in public.

Huge flames soared into the sky, forming a huge fire that covered the sky and the sun, and caused the whole army of the Wu clan to stir up and roar and cheer together.

It seems that just now, Duke Niu was ordered to roar and remain silent just to let everyone watch this scene.

Zhang Xing, who had just taken the opportunity to get together with Li Ding, lowered his head and took a peek. He was keenly aware that the saint's face was twitching uncontrollably... because everyone knew, what did Dulan Khan mean?

He is telling the saint, I won’t talk to you! I just want to humiliate you, the Emperor of Wei!

That's not all. As soon as the flames started, the cheers that resounded throughout the mountains and fields had just subsided. Taking advantage of the long silence, countless horns rang out from the camps dozens of miles wide under the city.

There is a long echo between the climbs.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, countless wizard knights on horseback and wielding bows swarmed out of the camp and headed straight for the city.

Everyone in the city gate tower looked down from a high position, only to feel that the Wu cavalry was rushing towards them like a desperate flood. The timid people were already standing in two groups, even those with weak legs did not waste time to watch, dumbfounded and turned pale.

There was no time to be shocked, because soon there was a rain of locust arrows flying towards the city. Naturally, it was impossible to raise the shield elsewhere. For example, there was no danger here at the city gate tower, because Niu Dugong's expression did not change, and he directly released a thick and solid weapon.

The immortal energy enveloped the entire city gate tower, easily blocking almost all arrows.

However, this still did not stop everyone from staring at such a dense and large-scale arrow rain.

Niu Dugong's Qi is very powerful, covering a wide range and has a very good effect, but the arrow rain of the Wu cavalry is obviously more spectacular. A single powerful individual still seems a bit too strong in contrast in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

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In the awkward silence, the wizard knights below almost instinctively kept going back and forth, taking turns to shoot arrows.

After a while, the saint, who had been at a disadvantage since the moment he appeared, saw the arrows raining down from the Wu tribe, and finally got angry in the audience: "Let the Sheng Sheng Army set up their crossbows and shoot them back for me!"

"No!" Wei Chi, the Minister of Punishment, tried to stop him at all costs. "Crossbow arrows are limited, and you are not allowed to shoot the crossbow unless necessary. Those who have bows and arrows can pick up the arrows and shoot them back!"

The saint, whose face had already turned pale, was furious for a moment and was about to have another attack, but he didn't know what the other person said was true, so he stopped abruptly. Then he could only tremble and responded with hatred: "Listen to Wei Shangshu!"

While the city gate tower was engaged in a powerless drama, Zhang Xing and many officials and soldiers who were surrounded by zhenqi suddenly noticed something strange below. The rotten-winged dragon flag suddenly appeared from directly in front.

The camp slowly moved towards him.

Moreover, a well-equipped elite cavalry force of about four to five hundred riders was also brought out, but they were carefully divided into five or six teams and followed in an orderly manner according to a certain order.

This is a heavily armored archer.

"Is it what I think?" Zhang Xing lowered his voice in response.

Li Ding turned pale and remained silent.

Duke Niu seemed to have noticed this troop, and immediately became serious, and the longevity energy that enveloped the city gate tower became noticeably thicker.

After a while, the thoughts of the people on the city gate tower were verified. They were a team of pure practitioners.

The four to five hundred horsemen came hundreds of steps away with the rotten-winged dragon flag. The dragon flag stopped, and the four to five hundred horsemen rushed forward like other soldiers, and then they shot arrows together, starting from drawing the bow.

The true color of Qi emerged.

But it is a pity that their arrows wrapped with zhenqi were mixed with ordinary arrows and were not enough to break through Niu Dugong's zhenqi. Especially when many people noticed this scene, they immediately released various colorful zhenqi,

Provide support to Lord Niu.

After realizing that it was not enough to break through the obstacles of the true energy, the team of four to five hundred practitioners turned back immediately without showing any interest in fighting.

Upstairs at the city gate, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people even let go of the rescue and turned around to persuade the saint to go back first.

However, just when these four to five hundred riders returned to the Rotten-Winged Dragon Flag, suddenly, the flag moved against the current and took the initiative to charge towards the city.

Not only that, these four to five hundred horsemen also reined in their horses and released their true energy without any bows or arrows. They were red, white, black, yellow, and gold. Although they were mixed, they were obviously orderly.

, so that they vaguely form a whole.

And the rotten-winged dragon flag seemed to have vitality, stirring up all the energy.

It’s not like there are no knowledgeable people on the city walls.

But it was too late, and soon, under the banner of the Rotten Winged Dragon, a golden-helmeted Witch Clan general roared like thunder, then protruded forward, raised his hand and shot an extremely thick arrow.

Yamaki mobilized all the energy behind him, and rushed out like a real dragon emerging from the water. With the energy of almost all the wizard knights below, he stabbed straight towards the city gate tower.

Zhang Xing, who was standing at the edge of the city gate tower watching the excitement, broke out in sweat, but it was too late. The thick arrow with a huge flow of true energy collided head-on with Niu Dugong's longevity true energy. Although it was obviously stagnant, it was

It flew over everyone's heads, broke through Niu Dugong's infuriating defense, and slammed into the center of the saint's seat.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

However, as far as the eye could see, a golden light suddenly flashed, and the arrow, whose speed was greatly weakened, immediately broke into two halves, and the second half landed on the city gate tower. Although the front half deflected again, it still did not enter the stone of the city gate tower.

It takes half an arm's length to stop.

Everyone looked in shock, only to see Bai Yousi standing on one side holding a long sword, the blade still shaking, while Niu Dugong looked pale and tried to regain his strength.

When he looked again, he found that behind Bai Yousi, the saint was gaping, staring at the thick arrow in front of him without saying a word.

Bai Yousi seemed to have misunderstood, and immediately stepped forward, took out the half of the arrow shaft that fell on the ground, and then cut it off. Only then did everyone realize that the back half of the giant arrow was actually made of white cloth.

Attached is an ordinary small arrow with a broken middle.

Bai Yousi turned around, took out the small arrow, and presented it to the saint with one hand.

The saint immediately stretched out his hand to grab it, but what is interesting is that this saint, who is theoretically at least a complete elixir and has a high probability of being a master or above, is actually the same as Niu Dugong, who received a powerful blow from the witch clan.

My hands were shaking constantly and it was always difficult to hold them.

Not to mention, outside the city, the general with golden helmet shot an arrow. After realizing that it was unsuccessful, he did not make any more attempts. Instead, he looked up to the sky and laughed, along with the rotten-winged dragon flag.

It may be that all the cultivator knights he can dispatch in the Eastern Witch Clan have returned to the camp.

The surrounding knights looked tired, but they all imitated the general and laughed loudly, which then caused countless Wu clan soldiers to laugh together in the city.

The laughter shook the mountains and fields, stretching endlessly, overwhelming almost all sounds.

Zhang Xing, who was watching this scene in a daze, suddenly turned around and looked at the saint again, only to see that the saint's laughter became louder and longer. Instead of grabbing the small arrow, his expression became darker and darker.
To be continued...