break the way [comprehension]

Although Xiao Chen's words were extremely annoying, but Du Ziteng really couldn't refute.

If he hadn't been too deeply impressed by the threat of Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law's flying needles and the dazzling appearance that day, how could he, a man, think of a way to solve the blood slave that would disturb the people? The blood slave's talisman is embroidered on the clothes?

But behind the great victories that made the people rejoice and scramble to join the army, the commander of the Huaxiu Army felt very uneasy. Song Mingjun of the palace understands very well how vicious the evil way that can confuse the emperor to kill his own brothers is. After this series of defeats, Song Mingjun can almost smell the anger of the so-called national teacher. I am afraid that it will not be long before they will welcome... A more terrifying enemy.

When the demon way entered the capital of the Yuan Kingdom, Song Mingjun was still in Prince An's Mansion, and he saw with his own eyes the spells of the monster way that were either admirable or chilling. With the intuition of a warrior, he knew that the monster way might I'm not lying, those things may not really be mundane things.

Later, when he was in the southern army, he saw with his own eyes how the entire Yuan Kingdom fell into the abyss step by step, making the people miserable, and he had a deep understanding of the evil of the iron armored guards, but now... Song Mingjun played with his fingers unconsciously Wearing the embroidered robe under his armor, he can restrain the evil with a kind of embroidered appearance...how can he be an ordinary person?

The unpredictable Mr. Xiao, combined with the information from Zhang's family, Song Mingjun originally thought that he might be the descendant of those peerless masters who hid in the mountains, but now, after seeing the ability and skills of Mrs. Xiao After Mr. Xiao's ability, Song Mingjun can already be sure. I am afraid that the so-called peerless masters are no longer enough to describe their origins. Could it be that there are really immortals in this world?

Song Mingjun felt both excited and bewildered. When King An was still alive, he often murmured that His Majesty was lost in the way of demons and lost his will, and only pursued the so-called method of cultivating immortals—but what if there really are immortals in this world?

After all, Song Mingjun was a pragmatic person, especially after a personal guard rushed into the main tent and reported the news to him, Song Mingjun had completely recovered from his reverie, and the bad things he expected had already happened.He sent a secret report to the spies in the capital that the Yuan army was already mobilizing the Beijing camp—that was the army guarding the imperial capital!

Song Mingjun's mind went blank immediately, and then he smiled wryly, this monster way is really a sledgehammer!

They actually mobilized such an army to defend the imperial capital, and the whole country urgently needs them but never lacks them to wipe out their reckless journey. I don't know what kind of ecstasy drug that monster gave the emperor. May.

This army is a capable army, and has always been led by the emperor's most trusted and capable general. When facing this army composed entirely of living people, it completely lost this advantage.

If you only look at the quality of the army, they are just composed of civilians in the grass, but the opponent is an elite army... It is simply not the same.

Once they meet, even the commander-in-chief, Song Mingjun thinks that there is no suspense at all about the outcome.

Song Mingjun paced back and forth anxiously. This place is not far from the capital. Once the capital camp moves, it will only be a few days away from here, and it cannot be delayed any longer!

In Wang An's worried eyes, he showed a comforting smile. He and his son were called masters and servants, but since his father died to save King An, he grew up with his son in the name of personal bodyguard In addition to his status, he is almost the same as the son of the world in terms of food and clothing.

He has nothing to repay King An's kindness in nurturing, he has long thought clearly: what he can do is to seek justice for the prince, take the world down for the son, drive out the demons and restore the world to peace and prosperity.

But right now, not to mention the great plan of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, under such a tense situation, their top priority is to survive and not fall into the hands of the Yuan army!

Seeing Song Mingjun contemplating in front of the military strategy map, the prince couldn't help but hand the dry food to his hand. If he didn't eat it, it would be too hurtful to miss the meal. Song Mingjun took it unconsciously, and went to it without looking at it. Mouth stuffed.

Judging from the possible route of the Beijing camp, no matter where they come from, once they face each other head-on, their results will not be optimistic, and the soldiers they lead know best.This army is too young, it is not the kind of division that has gone through hundreds of battles, everything is fine when the wind is smooth, but once it fails, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, they have only one way left - escape.

After escaping to the day when they were strong enough to face the enemy head-on, Song Mingjun had already started planning to recruit talents while fleeing, so as to develop and grow the brigade.

But if he had to move, Song Mingjun's brain would also be very painful. What should he do with the food, grass, supplies, and these women and children.

The army went ahead without using food and grass, which shows the importance of supplies to the army.

The rice they consume now basically comes from the support of the common people and squires. One of the reasons is that King An has always been loved by the people for his benevolence. The banner is naturally supported by the people in the village; secondly, they are indeed teachers of righteousness. The laws of Song Mingjun's army were strict, and the people did not commit any crimes in autumn. They also repelled the evil iron guards several times. To avoid the bad luck of the people in other places, thanks to the support, the funding has never stopped.

But once it comes to the movement of the army... Even if he can raise rice and grain, the horses are limited, and how to transport it away is a problem.

There are also women and children... The newly recruited soldiers in his army are all from the people around him. Once they withdraw, if the women and children left behind will be affected...

Even if the big event is not small, how can this kind of news be hidden?Once they can't hide it, the soldiers know that their family members are involved in the battle because of themselves and died because of themselves... That must be a major event that will blow up the camp.

Song Mingjun was in a dilemma and thought hard, but still to no avail.

Prince An saw that he was so troubled that he couldn't even eat, so he couldn't help but said: "What obstacle did you encounter?"

Song Mingjun raised his head when he heard the sound, and seeing Shizi's concerned eyes, he couldn't help sighing: "It's really not easy to accomplish this."

Prince An's son said sincerely: "Although I am not talented, I am willing to share one or two with the Song guards."

Song Mingjun's heart warmed up, but he knew that even if he said such a difficult problem, it would be nothing but the troubles of the son of Yi Zeng. The thin young man in front of him was too far away from the shy and shy noble son in Prince An's mansion, but he was willing to shoulder these difficulties and obstacles on his shoulders. At least to prop up a quiet sky for the boy in front of him, so that he can do what he likes quietly.

So, he turned to talk about the anecdote about how the army respected Empress Xiao.

Seeing this, Shizi knew that he wanted to make himself happy and not worry about those annoying things. After a long time, Shizi couldn't help but bow his head and said: "I know that I was clumsy since I was a child, and I can't do anything as well as you, so even if I encounter difficulties You don't want to tell me, because I'm stupid, even if you tell me, it's just an extra worry, and I can't help you at all."

Song Mingjun repeatedly stepped forward and said, "How could it be..."

The prince shook his head, looked straight into his eyes and said, "Mingjun, I know you always want to do everything the best, but sometimes it is absolutely impossible to rely on you alone."

Song Mingjun felt happy in his heart and couldn't help but want to refute. He was happy because of the nickname he had never heard of since the day he was crowned prince, but he wanted to refute because he said that he couldn't do anything by himself. So far, he thinks he can do a good job.

The prince did not give him a chance to argue at all, and said seriously: "Although I am stupid, I know that Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are not ordinary people. My father often said that only by making good use of talents can we achieve success. In my opinion, this couple is a Sincerely helping...you are confused, why don't you ask them for advice?"

Song Mingjun was speechless for a while.

Of course he knew that Mrs. Xiao was very human, but it was really because of this that he had unspeakable fear. Now the two of them, especially the lady of the Xiao family, had a faint prestige in the army that was no less than that of him, the commander in chief, and the prince. My lord, if he is swayed by those two again...

The son grew up with him, so he naturally knew his heart knot, the son only stepped forward and held his shoulder and said: "Ming Jun, the deer runs in the wild, and the eagle hits the sky. From the eyes of the elk, the grassland in front of me is the one that needs to run in this life. For goshawks, the vast sky is the goal of their life, if you use the ambition of a deer to guess goshawks, how are you and I different from those villains?"

Song Mingjun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Shi Zi's words were very reasonable.

Then he suddenly reacted, looked up at the young man in front of him, his eyes were bright, his expression was sincere, he still had the innocent appearance in the old courtyard of the palace, but the brows had gradually become serious, and he had already hidden in his heart the admonitions about how to deal with people and things. How long has it been?

When he was thinking hard about his next step, how long had he speculated about his depression?

Otherwise, how could the innocent and gentle boy from before say such words that were clearly thought out?

At this moment, Song Mingjun even felt that he had vaguely seen the noble elder who was generous and benevolent and took the sufferings of the people to heart. It was not until this moment that Song Mingjun realized that he was not the only one who was working hard. To fulfill the responsibility of the king, and to know people with discerning eyes, this alone is the talent of an invincible king.

It turned out that not only was he trying his best to hold up a piece of sky for the person in front of him, but the other person was also trying his best to grow into a towering ancient tree so that he could stand side by side with him.

Thinking of this, Song Mingjun's eyes softened, he nodded and said softly: "Okay, I'll go to Mr. Xiao to discuss."

Of course, in Song Mingjun's eyes, there are two very worrying problems. The first one is not a problem at all in Xiao Chen's view. The mustard space in the cultivation world can accommodate everything, although it is not so exaggerated, but it is not a problem at all to bring some supplies and food.

However, with Xiao Chen as a person, he naturally wouldn't accept everything, and just smiled casually: "Shuai Song probably has other things to do here, right?"

Song Mingjun only respectfully said: "Mr. Xiao is as good at predicting things as a god... In the early years, Mr. He once said that the placement of women and children needs to be carefully considered... The boy is not talented, and he has been thinking about it for a long time. It is really not a good plan."

Xiao Chen basically agreed with Song Mingjun's decision to transfer the army at this time. Originally, he asked Song Mingjun to stay for the purpose of trying the flower robe talisman. The eldest son and the others started trouble at the beginning, and their family and business were small, so they couldn't afford to take so many lives and confront the Yuan army head-on.

Xiao Chen murmured: "In this town... I'm afraid it's not suitable for people to stay here anymore."

Song Mingjun was silent, but he had to admit that Xiao Chen's deduction was completely correct.

This small town is the place where they started an incident, and every household has a close relationship with their Huaxiu army. If the Yuan army attacks, whether it is to vent their anger or to warn others, I am afraid that this place will never stay. A living.

But so many people want to move with the army... Song Mingjun was really embarrassed.

Xiao Chen said: "Women and children in other towns should be fine if they stay. With the strength of the Yuan army, it's impossible for them to be involved in such a wide area. After the news passes, they can naturally continue to live."

Song Mingjun sighed: "Yes, the embarrassing thing is that in this town, if we bring women and children with us, the marching speed is inevitable..."

A voice said contemptuously: "Is this a matter?!"

Song Mingjun turned his head and saw that it turned out to be the most popular in the army... Xiao Niangniang arrived.

He hurriedly got up: "I've seen Xiao...cough, ma'am."

However, he changed his words in time but failed to make Empress Xiao look better.

If it wasn't for Xiao Chen, the bastard who made repeated orders to prevent him from revealing his identity and attracting blood in advance, and Xiao was sometimes too cruel and hard to deal with, Du Ziteng would really like to tear off his clothes right now: the young master is a proper grand master How are you!Return madam!Your whole family are ladies!

I don't know why Xiao Niangniang's face is so ugly, Song Mingjun said cautiously: "Just now, I am asking Mr. Xiao for advice..."

Du Ziteng raised his hand and said impatiently: "No need to repeat, I've heard about it. Isn't it just relocating hundreds of women and children, it's not a big deal."

Then Du Ziteng threw his disdainful eyes on someone's face without hesitation: "I'm not like some people who like to pretend to be aggressive even if they can't solve the problem."

When Song Mingjun heard the words, cold sweat came down his forehead, he dared not answer those words at all!What does it mean that gods fight and mortals suffer, this is it!He could only complain in his heart, you husband and wife quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, what's the matter with me being in the middle, when you two reconcile later, I'm still stuck in mid-air... Really, I didn't choose the right time to come.

Xiao Chen only raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't take Du Ziteng's words to heart.

Every time Xiaoye Du wanted to slap his face, he was naturally very playful. He took out a handful of things from his pocket, and said triumphantly, "How about it? Little...cough, I never brag. With these talismans, I can keep them as you want Migrate as many people as you want!"

Song Mingjun looked at the pile of paper-like things and Du Ziteng's arrogant and complacent face, and felt very hesitant in his heart: Is this Empress Xiao reliable?At this moment, he remembered that Miss Xiao also had several oolongs when she was tossing the embroidery... But this raid on the capital camp is no different than others, and it needs a foolproof strategy.

As if he could see the hesitation in Song Mingjun's heart, Du Ziteng stared at Xiao Chen who had been silent all the time: "Hey, what do you say! Are you as ignorant as a mortal?!"

In fact, Du Ziteng misunderstood, Xiao Chen... Cough, Xiao Chen, as the head of the true biography of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, the largest sect in the cultivation world, was just a little dizzy from the stack of papers, uh, shaking.

He couldn't help but rubbed his forehead: "Are you...?"

Du Ziteng looked surprised: "Shenxing Talisman, don't you know? It can make people faster..."

Xiao Chen couldn't bear it any longer, the veins on his forehead throbbed: "No, I'm asking what kind of talisman did you use?"

Du Ziteng laughed heartily, finally it's the young master's role!

He waved his hand lightly: "Ah, it's just some fine crystal dust."

For the first time in his life, Xiao Chen was choked and speechless: ...

The price is invaluable, and even after the closure of the Daybreak Secret Realm and no more output, the value will inevitably rise crazily, and it is even foreseeable that the big monks will inevitably stir up the bloody wind. The fine crystal dust will be ground into scum Paste the corpse on a small piece of paper to make a talisman (PS: disposable consumable), and "some fine crystal dust"? !

Does this kid know the true meaning of the fine crystal dust light?Does he know that it is not just a spirit stone, but also the supreme opportunity that those people at the top of the pyramid in the cultivation world dream of? !

Xiao Chen glanced at someone whose face was pretending to be indifferent and whose eyes were full of complacency, and then he found out sadly, well, now it is certain that with this guy's character of money lover, he must not know the value of what he squandered. .

So, Xiao Chen said "ah" in praise: "The lady is really extraordinary, the cost of this talisman is probably only a million spirit stones."

Then, Du Xiaoye fell flat on the ground with a bang, and asked in a trembling voice in disbelief: "You...how much did you say?!"

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At this moment, hundreds of miles away, a hulking general was saying complimentingly to a man wrapped in iron armor: "...With the knowledge of their savage people, they must have never imagined that you, the military commander, can calculate their surprise with such cleverness. You must have thought we were just leading the Beijing camp to attack, haha!"

A voice came out of the iron armor: "Borrowing this new god armor guard from the sect this time, we will be able to wipe out those rebels. At that time, rewards for merit and deeds will be indispensable to you, general... For those who are dedicated to the Tao and work hard piously!" For my generation, we will never begrudge the opportunity."

The general was overjoyed, and said with ecstasy: "Thank you for your guidance and support!"

"Hahahaha, general, do your best! Raze this despicable place for me, smash those traitors into pieces to vent the anger in my heart, and I will guarantee you to enter my door!"

The general didn't wait to show his loyalty, and he didn't know what the words touched. There was an extremely terrifying roar in the chest of the national teacher. The voice was extremely fierce and cruel. The general who had survived a hundred battles fought two battles, but he was unable to say the flattering words again.

The national teacher caressed his chest, and he didn't know what pleasant scene the terrifying sound reminded him of. He laughed very happily, and finally laughed out loud.