The wind blows and the horses neigh, twenty thousand troops are ready to set off.

  Among the twenty thousand men in the vanguard, three-tenths were from the Lu family. It can be said that the vanguard of the Tianying Legion has always been the focus of Lu Ding Sheng's attention, and even if it was the ancient Taoist, he had never interfered with it.

  Xu Haifeng sat on top of a dark cloud, bidding farewell to Fang and Xia, two women he cherished.

  He is about to rush to the Beijiang General Camp with Lü Yangming and Lin Yixing, while the 20,000 troops will be led by Lu Dingcheng and others to go directly to Wolong City.

  Lin Yixing's son, Lin Muhai, gave up his intention to go to the Northern Territory under Jiang Kongming's dissuasion. Jiang Kongming only said one sentence lightly and achieved his goal. He said: "A person is valuable for knowing himself clearly, if you go this time and become a burden, wouldn't it be harming my master's life instead? The war between the two great masters has far-reaching significance, if my master loses because of this, can you bear the responsibility?"

  Such a blunt statement actually calmed down Lin Muhe, who was filled with passion and finally gave up his persistence.

  Jiang Kungming added, "The enemies of the Great Han are not just the Xiongnu, the threat from the Roman Empire is no less than theirs. If you have the guts, follow me."

  Lin Jiahui, who was delighted, immediately pulled his brother and expressed his willingness to serve as a humble horse. As for Jiang Kongming, he gladly accepted.

  Everything has been handed over properly. Xu Haifeng said to Lü and Lin, "The two seniors please go ahead first, I will have a few more words with Military Advisor, and then catch up immediately."

  As soon as he spoke, anyone knew that he had confidential matters to report to Jiang Kongming. Not only did Lü and Lin immediately gallop away, but even Lu Ding-sheng and others on the side consciously kept a distance.

  "My lord, please be at ease. I will return to Sleeping Dragon Castle immediately and dispatch troops to escort you personally." Jiang Gongming said with a bow, though his expression didn't change, his words were reasonable and emotional, but the hint of doubt in his heart was far greater than others.

  His relationship with Xu Haifeng is so close that it's hard for others to imagine. Xu Haifeng, who usually doesn't speak much, has chosen to talk to him at this moment of parting. It must be something very important, and probably a disaster.

  Xu Haifeng put on a warm smile, using the acting skills taught by Jiang Kongming, and did his best to show his most amiable and kind side.

  Jiang Kongming took a deep breath, his heart filled with a chill, and his skin involuntarily broke out in goosebumps. This smile was all too familiar to him, yet somehow also a little strange.

  Before Xu Haifeng realized his spiritual power, he was always at a loss for what to do with himself and had no way to resist, but as soon as he needed something from others, his face would immediately take on this expression, he had seen too much already.

  It was just that a year ago, after Xu Haifeng defeated Li Mingtang in the Taihang Mountains, he seemed to have grown up overnight, and when talking to himself, there was no longer any childish feeling.

  He originally thought that this memory would be forever sealed in his mind. Unexpectedly, today, this face actually reappeared in front of him again.

  "Master, are you alright? Why did you suddenly laugh so lewdly..." Jiang Gongming pretended to wipe away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and asked.

  Xu Haifeng's smile froze in that instant, his smile remained unchanged, but his angry eyes stared fiercely at the great military strategist for several moments.

  "There's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something, forgot to tell Military Advisor." Xǔ Hǎifēng made an effort to maintain his smile, saying in the most sincere tone.

  "Speak," Jiang Gongming took a deep breath and said: "The student has already made mental preparations."

  Xu Haifeng's face lit up with joy, and he said lightly: "Since stepping into the realm of the sect master, Xu Mou unexpectedly discovered a change."

  "What?" Jiang Gongming asked again, but in his heart, he had already caught a thread of bad omen.

  "It's actually no big deal, just a small matter." Xǔ Hǎifēng smiled even more warmly, with a hint of flattery.

  Jiang Kongming waited for half a day, but still didn't see his next move, and the more friendly his expression was, the more uneasy he felt in his heart. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and growled in a low voice: "Speak quickly..."

  Xu Haifeng smiled and said lightly: "I just suddenly realized that I seem to have lost the ability to replenish blood with wine."

  Jiang Kongming opened his mouth wide, but before he could let out a loud shout, Xu Haifeng's body suddenly rose up and leaped onto the dark clouds, shouting loudly. The dark clouds seemed to have received a sacred order, spreading their four hooves and disappearing in an instant.

  Only Xu Haifeng's voice came from afar: "General, everything is up to you."

  Everyone around saw Jiang Kungming's face turn red and white, and they all subconsciously took a step back. Even Fang Yingying, who had always been closest to him, didn't dare to provoke him at this time, lest she suffer the same fate as the fish in the pond.

  The prestige of General Chiang's army has reached such a point.

  Jiang Kongming's anger grew more and more intense, a cold aura spreading out from him like ripples on a pond.

  Xia Yajun suddenly turned her head, pulled Fang Yingying behind her, and at the same time opened up her spiritual power field, enveloping the little girl inside. Fang Yingying looked at her actions as if she were facing a great enemy, and for a moment was completely bewildered.

  Lin Jiahui and others suddenly shuddered, as if they had encountered a ghost or god face to face. Several of those with slightly inferior cultivation were already unable to stand steadily and fell to the ground.

  A brilliant light suddenly burst forth from Lu Ding Sheng's dim and cloudy eyes, although it was only a flash, the powerful aura emitted in that instant almost suffocated people. If Lü and Lin were present, they would definitely feel inferior.

  The dark and cold aura gradually dissipated, Jiang Kongming returned to normal, still the same weak and frail bookworm who knew nothing about martial arts. However, at this moment, no matter who looked at him, there was a hint of doubt and fear in their eyes.

  Jiang Kongming was still fuming, and the dark energy in his heart automatically released. Although he came to his senses in time and immediately retracted it, the impact had already been quite far-reaching.

  He was still gritting his teeth and muttering: "A small matter? Is there such a small matter?"

  What does it mean to lose the ability to replenish blood with wine? Jiang Kongming understands this principle better than anyone. The Blood-Wine Warrior relies on Xu Haifeng's body of demonic blood.

  Xu Haifeng, although different from others, is still a human being after all. The blood in his body, no matter how much it is, has its limits. He can provide fresh blood continuously because of his special ability to replenish blood with wine.

  It was because of this ability that he could manufacture Blood Wine Warriors without restriction. Ten thousand, so far ten thousand Blood Wine Warriors and ten thousand Blood Wine Warhorses, such powerful combat strength, were all due to his physique being able to replenish blood at any time.

  If this ability disappears, it means that in the future, it will be impossible to expand the army of Blood Wine Warriors on a large scale.

  For the Black Flag Army which is on the eve of a great war, this is indeed the worst news.

  Jiang Kung-ming lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

  No one disturbed him. Just by looking at his expression now, anyone would know that what Xu Haifeng said to him before he left was definitely not trivial.

  Twenty thousand soldiers stood like a forest, but Lu Ding Sheng had not given the order to depart. For this man, he was willing to let his own troops wait in vain, because...he had that qualification.

  After a long while, as if suddenly awakened from a dream in Nanke, Jiang Kongming finally moved.

  At the moment he raised his head, his eyes were clear again. Those piercing eyes had a hint of mockery, and even if they lost this ability, as long as I, Jiang Kongming, was here, it wouldn't matter, we would just have to make a bit more effort.

  It's just...

  He stretched out his right hand, towards the direction where Xu Haifeng had left, and fiercely extended his middle finger. How could you not say such an important thing earlier...

  On the main road, dust is flying everywhere, over a thousand swift horses are galloping at full speed.

  "Eagle Brother, the horse is tired." Kangji shouted loudly.

  He pulled the reins of his horse, turned around and looked back. On the faces of over a thousand Xiongnu men, deep fatigue was revealed. He sighed silently and said, "Dismount and rest."

  Orders were given, and the thousand or so people immediately dismounted, took off their water bags, and first moistened the mouths of their mounts before they themselves would get a turn. For the Xiongnu, horses are sometimes equal to their lives, because they are a nation that grew up on horseback.

  "Eagle Brother, what are you looking at?" Kangji asked, sensing something was off.

  Kua Bai patted his still somewhat slender shoulders and said softly: "I remembered the Black Flag Army."

  "Huh?"

  "Although there are only fifty riders, they can break through my thousands of troops. Such ability is astonishing." Kuang Bo exclaimed.

  Kanji recalled the scene of that day, Chebie's divine arrow, Monkey Child's speed, and the bravery of the Black Flag Army, which still lingers in his mind, making it impossible for anyone to forget even for a moment.

  His face twisted slightly, and he let out a heavy hum, saying: "They were caught off guard, if they had been prepared, these fifty people would not have been able to escape no matter how powerful they were."

  Kua Baiying slightly shook his head, knowing he was young and arrogant, unwilling to admit defeat.

  Indeed, when Zhuge Liang led a group of people to escape, there was indeed a clever trick. If it weren't for Zhuge Liang shooting and killing several thousand cavalry leaders, causing the Xiongnu formation to become greatly disordered, they naturally wouldn't have been able to easily break through the formation and escape. If they had made preparations in advance, several thousand cavalry would have rushed up together, and Zhuge Liang and the others would ultimately have been too few in number, fearing that in the end they might not have been able to escape alive.

  However, there are such figures in the Black Flag Army. If their military strength is equal, what would happen then?

  This idea made Bao Qingtian's hair stand on end.

  "Eagle brother, why did Guoshi dispatch those vassal tribes to join forces? If they were allowed to gain merit, wouldn't that dilute the rewards for our own tribe?" Kangji shook his head, as if trying to shake off distracting thoughts, and then asked.

  Kua Baiying paused for a moment, then said: "For this invasion, eight-tenths of the men in our tribe have been mobilized. For hundreds of years, haven't we had fewer enemies on the grasslands? If those guys are left on the grasslands and not taken care of, I'm afraid it will lead to disaster in the future."

  "They dare..." Kang Ji said fiercely.

  Kua Baiying let out a long sigh and said, "My clan is powerful, so they naturally wouldn't dare to make any rash moves. But if my clan suffers heavy casualties, then it's anyone's guess what might happen. You see, on the vast grasslands, there are many people who have their eyes on our homeland."

  PS: Alas... I've pulled votes, strongly recommended after, the ratio of recommendations is seriously out of balance. The book from the old book started with a ratio of around 8:1, but now it's reached an unbearable 20:1, too ashamed to show my face.

  Also recommend a friend's new book "Seven Calamities Red Makeup Lu Ding Meng", it's well-written, take a look when you have time... the link is below...

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