Daxia, him and Xuanyuan Jing were both caught in a war.

He Zhao Wujiang, in this war.

Who initiated this war? He didn't know.

Maybe not long after he came to this world, he would definitely answer that it was Xuanyuan Yuheng!

Xuanyuan Yuheng wanted to drag Daxia into the war for supreme power, for love, and for legitimate recognition.

Even Xuanyuan Yuheng and the forces of the north and south had agreements, such as forcing Xuanyuan Jing to abdicate through war, and when he took up the throne of the Great Xia, he would give some things the north and south wanted.

But these are one of Zhao Wujiang's speculations.

After Zhao Wujiang killed Xuanyuan Yuheng and learned more about it, he felt that Xuanyuan Yuheng was not just a simple evil, maybe he was involuntarily, maybe he knew the curse of Xuanyuan's bloodline and wanted to break free.

But this is Zhao Wujiang's guess, who can tell it correctly? The truth may have been buried forever with Xuanyuan Yuheng's death.

So who initiated the war? Zhao Wujiang couldn't figure it out.

He can only attribute it to the enemies of the north and south and the east for their respective interests.

His mind was drifting away, traveling through the wind and snow. After thinking for a long time, it seemed like he had been thinking about a lot of nonsense. Everything returned to the beginning of his thoughts, and the world was ridiculous.

But he had a feeling that behind the war, it would never be that simple.

The wind and snow became colder, messing up his thoughts.

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North border of Daxia, Jubei City.

Jubei City is a city pass occupies the northern border and is also the most powerful pass in the Great Xia.

The terrain is dangerous, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The two words "Jubei" not only show the size of the city, but also means to resist the north.

The permanent population of the city is more than 300,000, more than 300,000, and both military and civilians have it.

Among them, there were more than 50,000 soldiers defending the city.

After years of construction, the city's resources can basically be self-sufficient, but every year, there is still a steady stream of food, grass and supplies transported, so that this majestic pass will always be kept away from the northern grassland royal court and Daxia.

The reason for building this Jubei City is that it is the first pass from the north to Daxia, but it is also very likely to be the last pass.

After Jubei City, the terrain along the way is almost flat and stretched. If Jubei City is broken, the enemy will drive straight in. It will cost several times or even ten times the price to stop it.

The exterior wall of this city is made of blue and white huge stones, and is more than ten feet high, like a small hill.

There are too many traces of swords and wars raging on the city walls, but they are becoming more and more vicissitudes and simplicity. In the dark night, they are like giant beasts squatting here, shocking the north from afar.

The lights of thousands of houses in the city are uncertain.

The city lord's general's mansion was brightly lit for five or six days.

The reason is no different, the general is afraid of the black.

Since the remaining poison in Dugu Tianqing's body could not control it and began to attack, this iron-blooded man became more and more afraid of the night.

It’s not that I am really afraid, but that the poison is becoming more active and violent under the darkness and light, like a thorn attached to the bone, piercing the heart and sucking the marrow, making people feel pain.

Therefore, Dugu Tianqing's confidants and Long Yinwei Jia Er San Jia Liu and others guarded Dugu Tianqing's side day and night, making the lights bright.

But for the rest of the soldiers in the army, the general, the military advisor and others were told that they were lighting the lamps every night to discuss tricks.

No one doubted that the general was still majestic and iron-blooded during the day and often supervised his troops.

At this time, Dugu Tianqing was sitting upright beside the bed, his face was like a knife, axe, a high nose, deep eyes, and a thick eyebrows were furrowed.

He had already eaten the last dose of decoction given by Zhao Wujiang. This time the potency of the poison was beyond his imagination. Zhao Wujiang's decoction was no longer enough to resolve the poison. The only blessing was that it could be short-term.

Suppress the attack of poison.

He was suffering from the pain of dying his heart and marrow, but his face did not show. He was not too worried. He knew that once Zhao Wujiang received his letter, he would definitely come.
Chapter completed!