"But, what's missing?"

Chen Luo raised his head and looked at the sky. He could feel that something seemed to be churning out in that unknown place, but it was almost a little bit.

Almost at the same time, in the imperial city, behind Changming Palace, a humble voice suddenly sounded out of thin air—

"The major affairs of the country are in the military and sacrifice!"

Suddenly, the stone screen that looked extremely ordinary was shining brightly, and then the pattern of nine giant tripods appeared on the screen, six of which were filled with white light, the seventh tripod had half of the light, and the rest and the remaining two tripods were still dull.

Daxuan Zhibao - the wall of national fortune.

At this time, the nine giant tripods on the national fortune wall actually shaking, and it took a moment to restore their original state.

A tall figure appeared in Jingsi Hall, and a holy power swept across Jingsi Hall, and then it was restrained.

"Emperor Gan, what happened to the national fortune wall?" A sudden voice sounded in the shadow of Jingsi Hall.

The tall figure called Gan Huang didn't seem to be surprised that there were other people in the hall, saying: "The Nine Cauldrons are shocking, and it seems that new Anbang National Art has appeared, but it has not been able to do so."

The voice in the shadow paused and said, "Anbang Guoshu?"

Emperor Gan nodded: "During the 'Ren's Dynasty, the art of the nine tripods giving birth to herders, and evolved into today's ninth-rank official art! During the 'Qin's Dynasty, the art of the nine tripods giving birth to the country, and thus the Great Wall of righteousness today!"

"Just just now, Anbang National Art, which is comparable to these two, was almost released!"

The sound in the shadow was filled with a hint of doubt: "I didn't notice it."

"You are not a royal family, so you didn't notice it. This saint senses that the national martial arts seem to be a rootless wood and a water without source, and you are powerless afterwards, so you cannot escape from the cauldron!"

"Why did it come out?"

"The Anbang National Art is full of fog and cannot be calculated."

The sound in the shadow came out again: "Do you want to tell Ye Heng?"

The Holy Emperor shook his head: "It's not coming out, it's not time. Please wait for the opportunity." After that, the Holy Emperor looked at the shadow again, bowed slightly, and then his figure disappeared.

There was no sound in the shadow anymore, as if no one existed there.

The empty Jingmin Hall has returned to tranquility, and the national fortune wall seems to have turned into an ordinary stone-carved screen, standing there calmly.

...

Kill the barbarian mouth.

Fortunately, a soldier was awarded the position of inspector. Zhe Yue used meals in the chef camp, brought enough dry food and clear water, and changed his horse again, preparing to leave the next fortress leading to Lanzhou. Suddenly, a loud military horn sounded, and the guardian's tongue in the mouth of Shaman spread the voice of the whole fortress: "The barbarians are coming, everyone is on guard!"

The habit that was developed since childhood made Zhe Yue immediately turn over and get off the horse, abandon the excess items on his body, and go straight to the military where the Master was guarding the Master.

The entire northern defense line is equipped with a five-level defense system of "Zhenlu-Guard-Sou-Bail" and the Shamankou belongs to the lowest "Fort" level in the fifth-level system and is located at the front line. The guard garrison commander is a Master of the fifth-level Kaihua Realm.

Zhe Yue rushed into the military yard. At this time, six or seven people had gathered in the military yard. In addition to the garrison master sitting in the middle, there was also a deputy garrison master who was the sixth-grade enlightenment master. The rest were some teams in the poetry realm.

In the middle of the military tent, there was a corpse whose chest was penetrated by a sharp weapon. Zhe Yue had seen him. His name was Ma Wuyang, and he was a Confucian scholar in the realm of Cheng poetry. It was his turn to go out for inspection today.

When he left the fort in the morning, he specifically told himself that when he passed by Cangcheng, he would bring a message to his baby fiancée, saying that everything was fine and that he could go home and get married after the winter.

Unexpectedly, he had turned into a corpse in less than two hours.

"I'm sorry, the bones by the Wuding River are still people in the spring boudoir dream!"

Zhe Yue took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions. The generals' family's life and death were common, but it was just a temporary emotional fluctuation. Zhe Yue looked at the descendants of the guardians and asked, "What's the situation?"

As an example, Zhe Yue, as an inspector appointed by the military officer, could perform the duties of military supervisor during wartime.

Sun Tongzhi bowed and said, "The news brought by the horse team to the death is that a barbarian army is coming to me to kill the barbarian. The other party is Xuan-name Man, about 500 people!"

"Xuan Man! Five hundred people!" Zhe Yue was shocked. Xuan Man showed that there were the main generals at the level of barbarian generals in the other side. There were about 800 Confucian scholars in Khamankou, and about 1,500 ordinary people!

"Where is the outpost in front?" Zhe Yue asked. According to principles, there should be two outposts a hundred miles ahead of Shamankou, one bright and one dark, but there was no news at all.

"I'm afraid it was destroyed before the thunder cloud of righteousness was stimulated!" Sun Tongzhi shook his head.

On the battlefield, the two heavens are located in the land of the two heavens bordering the Heavenly Dao and the Mantian. The power is chaotic, and all communication techniques and teleportation formations are interfered to varying degrees. Therefore, the human race often uses the method of righteous thunder clouds, that is, through the "Thunder Cloud Stick", a righteous thunder cloud is formed over the fortress, and it roars as a warning. Because of the specialness of righteous thunder clouds, the Confucian people can naturally feel it.

Zhe Yue quickly calculated that Sun Tongzhi was a fifth-grade master, and two masters of the deputy garrison should be able to deal with the barbarian generals in the other side, but the 500-strong man with the Xuan character, it is definitely irresistible to kill the man's mouth.

"Have you issued a request for help?" Zhe Yue asked.

The deputy guard nodded: "The thunder cloud of righteousness has been released, but it will take half an hour to send reinforcements from Lucheng even if the whole city uses magic to rush on the road."

"According to the horse team's lead, there is probably half a barbarian soldier who can kill him."

Everyone looked serious. Shamankou was outside the Great Wall of Zhengqi and could not get the bonus of the Great Wall of Zhengqi. The period of waiting for reinforcements may be the last time in most of them.

"That's going to be killed too!" Sun Tongzhi hammered the table hard.

Zhe Yue nodded. Shamankou is not an ordinary castle city, or the location of all castle cities is of particular importance, and it is a place where the laws of heaven and the power of mantasy are intertwined.

Once lost, the barbarians can sacrifice the barbarian heaven and quickly fall. If they want to retake it, it will cost five or even ten times the price.

"Sun Shoujie, we are not afraid of fighting to the death!" said a team leader in Cheng Shi Realm. "The problem is that even if the two masters delayed the other side's barbarian general, based on my calculations, we can delay at most one stick of incense. What should we do if the half stick of incense is arrived at when reinforcements arrive?"

"Especially, I am worried that the barbarian army did not just launch a raid on our killer, but launched a raid on multiple fort cities at the same time, and reinforcements may not appear so quickly."

The Confucian scholar's words were all quiet in the military. Everyone knew in their hearts that his words were right.

Sun Tongzhi stood up and said, "Then I can only ask you to work hard, and you will die half a stick of incense!"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the military station was extremely depressed.

Zhe Yue's fingers moved and said, "Everyone..."

Everyone's eyes were all looking at Zhe Yue.

Zhe Yue met those pairs of eyes full of strife: "Maybe, I have a way!"

Sun Tongzhi frowned slightly, and he naturally could see at a glance that Zhe Yue had only the cultivation level of a Confucian scholar. Perhaps the Zhe family had prepared some protective treasures for him, but the protective treasures could not protect the Killmankou.

"Zhezhao Check, you can get out of the city quickly while there is still time!"

"You are the inspector appointed by the military minister, and you still have a long way to go. This should not be your bone burial place!"

At this time, the Confucian scholar who had spoken before also nodded: "Zhe Xunjian, let's go. If the roots of the Zhe family are broken in the Sharmankou, we are sorry for the great scholars of the Zhe family!"

"That's right, the hair is not even grown!" The deputy guard who had been silent suddenly said, "You made a killing man's mouth half an hour ago, and the next killing battle has nothing to do with you!"

Zhe Yue looked at the team leader and guards in the military station, frowned, and suddenly cursed: "Fuck it!"

"Why do you want me to be a deserter!"

"Who do you look down on me!"

"I said I have a way, you just listen! What are you talking about!"

As he said that, Zhe Yue suddenly pointed at Sun Tongzhi, and the "concealment of the sky" of military tactics was launched, and a colorful aura fell on Sun Tongzhi. In an instant, the aura on Sun Tongzhi's body rose sharply, and it only stopped until it reached the level of a half-step great scholar.

Everyone seemed to see a half-saint, rubbed their eyes constantly, and finally couldn't help it and stepped forward and started to touch Sun Tongzhi.

"Sun Shouge, have you become a half-step great scholar?"

"My God, is this a treasure that Boy Zhe used to cherish?"

"Wow, there are some rescues!"

Sun Tongzhi was really not used to the hands of more than a dozen rough men touching their bodies, especially a few unhonest old men touched the lower three ways. He let out his righteousness and bounced away everyone. After sensing for a moment, he looked at Zhe Yue: "Fake it, I am still a Master of Kaihua Realm."

Zhe Yue rolled his eyes: Of course it is fake, what are you thinking about?

Zhe Yue stretched out his hand again and pointed at the Confucian scholar team. Another worldly aura enveloped the opponent. Suddenly, the Confucian scholar team's aura continued to rise, and finally stopped at the Master's realm.

Then, Zhe Yue waved his hand again, and a breath suddenly appeared beside the Confucian scholar, as if he was in the realm of Master again, but that place was just a seat.

"Boy Zhe, what's going on?" the deputy guard asked hurriedly.

Zhe Yue bowed toward Zhongjing: "Boy taught the military strategy of "hidden heaven" in Wan'anbo's book, which can change your breath and also change the number of inductions."

"It's a pity that my son's world energy is limited, so he can only make appropriate improvements based on your own cultivation, and the number of people should not be too large."

Sun Tongzhi frowned slightly: "The number of people should not be too many? How many can it be? Ten? Or twenty? This is the effect..."

"About five or six hundred."

Sun Tongzhi:(ノ￣д￣)ノ

Zhe Yue didn't care about Sun Tongzhi and continued, "Think about it, if the barbarian army found that there was a half-step scholar, dozens of masters, and thousands of Confucian scholars in the poetic realm, would they dare to attack directly?"

"Then they are not barbarians, but fools." Sun Tongzhi suddenly laughed twice, alleviating the embarrassment just now, and asked again, "Boy Zhe, I ask you, can you make the sense more change, can you make the sense more change?"

Zhe Yue nodded: "The hidden method is the essence of this military strategy."

"Okay!" Sun Tongzhi slapped the table, "When reinforcements come, let this kid cover us and give the barbarians a surprise."

"They thought it was a whistle detective, but the result was that our entire army attacked, was it exciting or not?"

"In my opinion..." The guard spoke again, "It's better to shock the barbarian army first, and then gradually weaken our strength so that the other party will not dare to attack, but will not be willing to leave, and fish them..."

Everyone looked at each other a few times and patted Zhe Yue on the shoulder happily. The military station was filled with joy for a moment.

"Fu Jiang, boy Zhe!"

"No, no, no, it's all well taught by Wan'anbo!"

"You learned from the book? Which book did you write?"
To be continued...