The tavern in Chong'an City seemed quite quiet, and the two drank opposite each other at the table.

The pretty woman stood quietly in front of the window and looked at the gray sky - Wuyue, it should be raining.

"Operation--"

Yu Kang put down the wine cup in front of him, looked up at Chen Xian, frowned and asked, "Why haven't you sent troops yet?"

"Canghuotou and the others should arrive?" Chen Xian raised his chopsticks and asked back.

Yu Kang was about to pick up the wine glass, but after hearing this, he frowned and thought for a while, then put the wine glass down again, and said, "According to the distance, it should be here!"

"Well, then I'll send a message to General Chen Rong and ask him to send troops!" Chen Xian took a sip of wine.

"Chen Rong?" Yu Kang was stunned and asked, "What about us?"

Chen Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "General Chen has 20,000 troops, and he is still holding on to the stake in the power. Do we need to go over and cause trouble?"

Yu Kang really didn't understand Chen Xian's ideas, so he frowned: "It's really okay for Chen Rong to defeat them, but what if they ran away?"

Chen Xian said confidently: "Where to run? The westward Guixi and Xing'an are all stationed. After they were defeated, they lost their food and supplies, so they had to return to Fujian to find another way to survive."

"Then - what you mean is that we just need to block their retreat in the Fenshuiguan area, and they will become turtles in the jar..." Yu Kang's eyes lit up.

Chen Xian smiled and said, "Chen Rong's 20,000 troops chased Fujian, joined forces with us, and chased these people all the way... until Deng Maoqi's territory, wouldn't it be better?"

Yu Kang was stunned for a while before he woke up: "Do you want to catch them all in one go?"

"Not mentioning that Canghuotou will make any bigger changes happen to this team. As long as Chen Rong sends troops, whether Ye Xiba or Chen Jianhu wins, if he doesn't want to be trapped in Jiangxi and the junction of Fujian, he will only be able to go to Deng Maoqi in the south."

"It's a pity that Deng Maoqi failed to siege Jianning for seven days. Now he turned to attack Yanping and encountered a wall. In addition, Lord Liu Hua's previous strategy of strictly sealing the defense, they were already showing signs of fatigue."

"We just need to chase all the way..." Chen Xian said this, dipped his fingers into the wine in the cup and drew an arc on the table: "Cross them from the east and west sides until they drove them to the beach..."

Because Yu Kang served as the general, he could not stay in the city for a long time, and he even left without even finishing the drink in the pot.

Chen Xian left the tavern, and the weather was a bit stuffy, with no stars or moon in the sky, and the pedestrians on the road were all in a hurry, fearing that it would rain hard soon.

Wei Qingqing followed him silently, his head hanging slightly, and from a distance it looked like a wealthy young man was wandering on the road with a beautiful and beautiful maid.

Chong'an City is built against the mountains, and the roads in the city are also a bit rugged. Small wooden buildings are crowded on both sides of the road, which makes people worry - if the water leaves, wouldn't it burn out most of the towers in the city?

When Chen Xian walked through the unmanned path, he realized that someone was standing in the foot resting pavilion on the side of the road.

The man in black, with a face covering, a small figure, and a slightly bent spine, looking like a weak gust of wind could blow away.

But Chen Xian stood still because the other party was playing with the two short knives in his hand.

Chen Xian smiled and bowed to him: "Who is your lord?"

The other party's eyes were a little gloomy and his voice was hoarse: "Are you Chen Xian?"

Chen Xian spread his hands: "It's too rude for the old man to do this. It's obvious that he is asking for advice first."

"Hmph." The man in black walked two steps outside the pavilion and glanced at Chen Xian and Wei Qingqing behind him with a cold look: "My name is Zeng Wu."

"It turns out that the third elder of the White Lotus Sect is here!" Chen Xian grinned: "You are the most important person who is in your identity. You should inform me in advance if you want to come. I can set up a three hundred cavalry array to welcome you!"

"How do you know I am the Third Elder?" Zeng Wu was stunned for a moment, then frowned. It seemed that the Saint had told this guy a lot of things in the sect.

"Of course it is because you, Elder Zeng, isn't it true that you once rode alone on the Five Emperors Mountain and drove away the five masters who had been practicing in the mountains for eighteen years with just a slash?"

Zeng Wu's eyebrows frowned slightly. In fact, this matter was not as glorious as the rumors in the world. Of course, he would never explain these things to the other party. He just snorted: "I'm old, I can't lift the big sword."

"Since you admit that you are old, why bother to get into this muddy water?" Chen Xian stretched and said comfortably: "Isn't it wonderful to go back to your house and hug your grandson to enjoy your old age?"

Chen Xian's words obviously touched the hidden pain in Zeng Wu's heart. He suddenly clenched the two short blades in his hand and said coldly: "You said so much, just to delay time, but the recent officers and soldiers are also at the city gate, so no matter how much you say, it is useless."

"Oh!" Chen Xian grinned, without any awareness of being assassinated at all, but instead bowed to thank him: "Thank you, Elder Zeng, for your reminder, but I am still afraid that Elder, you are old and you will easily be killed if you do such as assassination!"

Speaking of this, he saw that Zeng Wu's eyes were about to spit out of fire, and then he hurriedly added: "There are a few younger students who are pretty good at it. There is a little lady named Chun, who is a little gaudy, but she is worth watching. There is also a guy named Su Xinchang, who is a little ugly, but his sword skills are good. You can just send them here!"

"Hmph, you kid knows a lot of things I teach." Zeng Wu replied hoarsely.

Seeing that Zeng Wu had not taken action, Chen Xian held his hands in his sleeves and continued, "Well, Elder Zeng, you go back and rest first, and then tell them, the group of minions to come and attack me. If they really can't take me, it's not too late for you to take action!"

"Just!" Zeng Wu shouted coldly. He no longer had the patience to talk nonsense with this kid anymore, so he took two steps forward and stepped out of the pavilion.

There are no stars or moons, the city is dark and quiet, and there is not even a barking sound of dogs.

"Zheng--" Wei Qingqing had a long sword in her hand, and there was no longer shyness and tension in her eyes, but a hint of solemnity.

"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that this maid is still a master." Zeng Wu saw at first glance that the delicate little girl in front of him was a master, but he didn't care at all - even if he was so young, how much combat experience could he have even if he entered a first-class realm?

Chen Xian bowed his hand and explained without hesitation: "Actually, this disciple here has just learned one-tenth of my ability."

"Hahaha!" Zeng Wu seemed to hear something huge joke. His voice was hoarse, and he smiled like a crow's cry.

"Laughing at your sister!" Chen Xian suddenly pulled out the sleeve in his hand, raised his hand and pointed to the old man in black a few steps away.
Chapter completed!