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Qin Long's thinking has become more and more extreme. This is a side effect of too fast improvement of the realm, and has nothing to do with his own martial arts.

Qin Long's innate powerhouses were simply piled up. Although his strength had been achieved, his state of mind was not enough. To put it simply, Qin Long did not have the state of mind to control the power of innate powerhouses.

If nothing happened, with the passage of time, such side effects can be recovered slowly, but it is a pity that Qin Long met Qin Hao.

He was beaten continuously, even hanged and beaten. When he finally looked at the other party, he didn't even dare to fart. He could only watch helplessly as his own concubine followed by the other party's side.

Wohuo!It's so hot!

This series of events had a great impact on Qin Long's state of mind. If the previous emperor was still alive, he could dissuade and teach Qin Long.

But it's a pity that after helping Qin Long to become an innate strongman, the old man died, no one taught him, and he suffered a series of blows.

Now Qin Long is somewhat looking forward to Wenren's army coming to the outskirts of Yanjing City soon, so that he can have a chance to fight well!

"When Wenrenshi is resolved, let Qin Hao return to Beiliang City!"

In the end, Qin Long had no choice but to say this sentence, and Qin Long felt a little regretful, why did he continue to leave Qin Hao in the imperial palace of Yanjing City.

Originally, he thought about looking for an opportunity to deal with Qin Hao, but when Lu Bu appeared, Qin Long's idea turned into a joke.

What are you keeping?Slap yourself in the face?

Qin Long also knows that letting Qin Hao return to Beiliang City is very likely to let the tiger go back to the mountain. Qin Long has never thought that Qin Hao is some kind of unambitious person. ?

But Qin Long knew better that if Qin Hao continued to stay in the palace, he was the most dangerous.

If one day, Qin Hao feels that the time is ripe, and kills himself directly, Qin Long really doesn't even have a place to cry.

Therefore, letting Qin Hao return to Beiliang City is the best choice!

"Ugh!"

In the end, after sighing, Qin Long didn't say anything anymore, continuing to think about Qin Hao's affairs would only increase his troubles.

Qin Long just didn't bother to think about it, but was thinking about Wenren's matter, "A bunch of trash! They walk so slowly, you deserve Wenren's submission to my Qin's royal family!"

I don't know if Qin Long's expectations are useful or what.

The 40 troops that originally took two days to arrive had already arrived outside the walls of Yanjing City in one and a half days.

Wen Rensong, who was standing at the forefront of the army, looked at Yanjing City in front of him, his eyes filled with a sense of arrogance, "Yanjing City! Our Wenren family! We are back!"

In fact, not only Wen Rensong, but many people from Wen Ren's lineage have some yearning for Yanjing City.

However, the Qin royal family, who are afraid of the existence of Wenren's hegemony, issued an order back then, and there was no imperial order for all members of the Wenren family!Do not return to Yanjing City.

For so many years, there was only one Wenren Yuxian who was treated like a tool man and married into the harem. This was actually the Qin royal family's method to appease Wenren.

Yanjing City is the imperial city, the most prosperous place in the Great Qin Dynasty. It is impossible for people from the Wenren family to say that they have no complaints about such things.

But I also know that as long as the Qin royal family still has innate powerhouses, they Wenren clan will have no ability to do anything to the Qin royal family.

But now, they are directly forced to show their cards. If you don't fight, you will die. Who wants to die?

"The whole army camps!"

Wen Rensong waved his hand and shouted calmly.

It has to be said that Wen Rensong is worthy of being cultivated as the future of Wen Ren's family. His words and deeds really have the meaning of a general.

"Let all the soldiers rest well and recharge their spirits for tomorrow's battle! Don't worry about sneak attacks!"

"Yes!"

Following Wen Rensong's order, all the soldiers began to operate. Some members of Wen Rensong followed Wen Rensong's side and reminded them with some concern.

"Our army is coming here in a mighty way. The one in the imperial city must know it. What if there is a surprise attack at this time! Us?"

There should be some precautions, after all, there is nothing wrong with thinking like this, but Wen Rensong shook his head directly and said confidently.

"You don't understand innate powerhouses!"

Although he has not reached that height, Wen Rensong has confidently understood what kind of existence these innate powerhouses are.

"They are all a group of existences who compare themselves to immortals. How could such a person order a sneak attack!"

If it was a real confrontation between the two armies, Wen Rensong would naturally not give such an order, but this time the opponent is an innately strong man.

For the innately strong, it would take a long time to deal with the 40 army, nothing else.

Therefore, even if he knew that there were 40 troops camped outside Yanjing City, Qin Long would not care. He would only wait until the next day, when the war officially started, to deal with the 40 troops in an upright manner.

In order to promote the prestige of the innate strong!

"Is that so?"

After hearing such words, several members of the Wenren's nearby also nodded in understanding, a little relieved,

"Mr. Song! We, Wenren, all depend on you!"

These people knew very well that after Wenren Baye's death, if the huge Wenren family had any hope of standing up again, they could only rely on Wenren Song.

Regarding these, Wen Rensong just nodded slightly, and didn't pay much attention to them. Before the battle situation was determined, Wen Rensong would not affect his mood because of these compliments.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensong looked sideways, looked to the other side, bowed and said, "Mr. Long! I need to trouble you this time!"

A middle-aged man was sitting on a horse not far away. The man had a brave and fearful aura, and he held a long-handled ax of Xuanhua with a cold light. It is not difficult to see that this is a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. The warrior of the battle array.

"No need!"

The general who was called Mr. Long just waved his hand casually to Wen Rensong's compliment, and stared at the direction of Yanjing City with a pair of piercing eyes.

"If I hadn't heard about the old general! I, Qi Delong, would have died on the battlefield long ago! The old general's revenge! I must avenge it!"

With a brave aura, the hundreds of thousands of men intimidated by the army did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief. This is a general who is half a step into the realm of the innate strongman, and it is also where Wen Rensong's confidence lies.

(End of this chapter)