Zhao Wujiang jumped off the city wall and landed on the ground. Many soldiers in the city were stunned when they saw this scene, as if they had seen a ghost.

Who can jump down from a height of more than ten feet without any trouble?

What, you have to stagger a bit, right?

Of course, the one who was most shocked was Dugu Tianqing and his party who rushed over in a hurry.

After Dugu Tianqing received the report from his subordinates, he and Song Zhang rushed over. On the way, they met Zhao Yansi, who was equally worried and anxious.

At that time, Dugu Tianqing really wanted to slap Zhao Yansi twice and ask Zhao Yansi how to lead his men. If Song Zhang hadn't stopped him, Dugu Tianqing would have taken action long ago.

Zhao Wujiang was his good friend, Dugu Tianqing, and was kind to him many times, and he was also kind to the Dugu family.

The matter of his sister Dugu Mingyue being in the harem, the fact that he could serve the Great Xia as the Northern General, the fact that he escaped being murdered by spies, and the fact that Zhao Wujiang came to the border to treat his stubborn illness.

It is not too much to say that a favor is as heavy as a mountain.

So after receiving the news, Dugu Tianqing was almost furious and ran away as soon as he left the city lord's mansion.

But now, his anger has been completely suppressed by shock.

Zhao Wujiang was intact and fell from a high place, as graceful and elegant as a banished immortal.

Dugu Tianqing's mind was a little confused for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what kind of cultivation level this belonged to. It seemed that it didn't match the weak cultivation level of Zhao Wujiang that he expected.

He remembered that he had only left Kyoto for more than half a year, but why did Zhao Wujiang's current cultivation level seem to have reached the level of a great master?

It seems that he is even more tyrannical than the Grand Master.

Otherwise, why did you jump from such a high place and fall down without stepping on the city wall or other things to buffer it?

Is this a flyby?

Why does it feel like flying in the sky?

Dugu Tianqing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Wujiang always surprised him, and he felt that he already had a high regard for Zhao Wujiang.

He has superb medical skills, extraordinary aloofness, resourcefulness, talent, and righteousness.

Isn't this enough?

Do you have to add another martial artist?

He originally thought that no matter how talented Zhao Wujiang was, at least in terms of martial arts cultivation and understanding of the art of war, his Dugu Tianqing should at least be better than Zhao Wujiang, right?

After all, he, Dugu Tianqing, is also the proud son of the Dugu family, right?

But now, he sadly discovered that his martial arts cultivation level may...not...should be much weaker than that of Zhao Wujiang.

He even had a feeling that his proud understanding of the art of war might be crushed by Zhao Wujiang.

Lose in disgrace.

Fortunately, he had a good relationship with Zhao Wujiang, and Dugu Tianqing was not the kind of person who hated others' kindness. On the contrary, he was somewhat relieved and honored.

He sighed, looked at Zhao Wujiang who was approaching, nodded, and changed what he originally wanted to say, "Are you okay?" into a heartfelt sigh:

"Boundless, it really opened my eyes."

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and shook his head.

"I will not let go of anyone who ignores military regulations this time." Dugu Tianqing clasped his fists towards Zhao Wujiang:

"It's my fault as a general and my lack of control that led to today's situation."

"Brother Zhao, it's me!" Zhao Yansi clasped his fists and bowed, with a sincere expression on his face:

"Those people are my subordinates. I usually care about old relationships and let them indulge too much.

This time, whether you want to kill or behead me, all you have to do is listen to Brother Zhao."

The commander-in-chief and the commander-in-chief confessed their mistakes to Zhao Wujiang one after another. The soldiers around him were so shocked that they began to make an uproar.

The breeze blew, and Zhao Yansi's bent body was lifted up. Zhao Wujiang shook his head and said seriously:

"There is no need to kill, just punish with the military rod.

There are many people who are good crossbowmen. When the time comes, let them kill more enemies."

Zhao Yansi's heart was filled with emotions. Zhao Wujiang's magnanimity and righteousness made him feel ashamed and admired in his heart.

His eyes welled up with mist, and he bowed again:

"Brother Zhao..."
Chapter completed!