Four hundred and fiftieth IX Spring Festival Night
Chapter 459: A Spring Night
Lingyue Valley, in Xiahoutian's cave.
At this moment, there were five monks standing in the cave. Among the five, four were wearing white robes and the other was wearing purple clothes. All five of them had their heads lowered, as if they were thinking about something. No one spoke.
The atmosphere inside gradually
It gradually became depressed. After a long time, Xia Houtian, who was standing in the middle, suddenly said: "Everyone, I brought you here today to discuss the current situation, but you didn't say a word. Could it be that you just gave up?
?”
The monk in the purple robe was Liu Jian, a disciple of Wuji Pavilion. After hearing Xiahoutian's words, he sighed and said slowly: "Master Xiahou Pavilion, there are only three hundred Wuji Pavilion disciples here.
They are just people, and the disciples of Wutian Pavilion are only
There are less than 2,000 people. But the opponent has more than 5,000 people. Not only is there a huge disparity in strength, but they are also trapped in this valley by the opponent. The disciples have long lost hope. To use a mortal word, that is military morale.
If we are disorganized, this battle will be impossible to fight."
A monk from Wutian Pavilion also said: "Pavilion Master, Liu Jian is right. There is a huge difference in strength between the enemy and us. If we don't have a good strategy, we will definitely lose."
Xia Houtian has participated in so many battlefields, and he can clearly see the current situation. He also knows that if this battle continues like this, the possibility of victory is infinitely close to zero. But when he thinks of Zhang Xian's proud look after his victory, Xia Houtian
Tian was so angry that he took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice: "I have another idea. I don't know if you want to continue listening."
Without thinking much, everyone nodded and said, "Pavilion Master, please tell me..."
Xia Houtian nodded and said slowly: "There is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves. We cannot wait like this. According to the information I have obtained, Zhang Xian should take action in three days. And we can send out several teams of monks one night in advance, each one
A team of about 300 people will sneak attack the places where the five monks are stationed. At that time, Zhang Xian will definitely go to surround and kill, and our main monks can sneak attack the weakest team, defeat them, and then defeat them one by one. In this way, maybe
There is still hope of winning.”
This sounds simple to say, but it is very difficult to actually do it.
Liu Jian thought for a moment and analyzed: "Master Xiahou Pavilion, you are right, but have you ever thought about it. Three hundred people are against more than a thousand monks. Even if they can fight for a period of time, we can separate so many main monks."
There won’t be much left. Besides, even if we attack a place with all our strength, it will be difficult to kill them all in a short time. If Zhang Xian combines his forces and launches an attack on us, we may not be able to wait for the general attack and our entire army will be destroyed."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Guangyang sighed, nodded and said: "Pavilion Master, if we attack like this, the risk is too great. We should consider it in the long term."
Xia Houtian snorted coldly, waved the folding fan in his hand, and said sternly: "Let's think about it in the long term. How many times have you said that we should think about it in the long term tonight? I asked you to think of a way, but you don't want to. Every time I say a plan, you are rejected.
If you continue to talk like this, even if it comes to the morning after tomorrow, you
We can't explain why. I am the supreme commander of the army at the moment. Everyone must obey my orders. I have made up my mind and just do what I just said. The four of you will lead 300 people each to attack the southeast, northwest and four directions.
A square team, as for Zhang Xian’s team, I have my own arrangements..."
The monk from Wutian Pavilion didn't dare to say anything anymore and nodded quickly: "Yes, Pavilion Master."
As a monk of the Wuji Pavilion and the deputy master of the pavilion, Liu Jian still had the right to speak, so he said tactfully: "Master Xiahou Pavilion, if you improve the strategy just now, you may have a greater chance of victory."
"Oh!" Xia Houtian needed monks who dared to give opinions. Hearing Liu Jian talk about it, he asked, "How to improve it?"
Liu Jian smiled slightly, with a scheming look, and said unhurriedly: "We are too few in number. If we divide so many people, there won't be many left. The master of Xiahou Pavilion sent monks for a sneak attack."
. As the military strategists say, a sneak attack depends not on the number of people, but on the quality. No matter how many people are sent, if it cannot..."
Hearing that Liu Jian said so much in one breath, but didn't get to the point, Xia Houtian couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his eyebrows, interrupted the other person's words, and said solemnly: "Okay, stop talking so much useless, you
Just tell me how to fix it." On weekdays, he rarely interrupted others, but tonight, he was extremely depressed, even a little irritable, and really didn't want to hear any more nonsense.
Liu Jian was not angry, however, and said calmly: "Master Xiahou Pavilion, I think that only three hundred people are enough. These three hundred people are divided into thirty teams, with ten people in each team. All of them are masters of hiding their auras. Then
Thirty teams are divided into five lines, each with six teams, and are divided into six waves to attack continuously. In this way, not only will the delay be longer, but the opponent will not dare to act rashly..."
After hearing this, Xia Houtian was silent for a while and nodded: "Yes, this is indeed a good idea. I can't figure it out. Since our main monks are preparing to attack a square formation, why are we sending six teams there?"
Liu Jian smiled slightly and said: "Not all of these six teams will make a sneak attack. Once we go, the remaining teams will disperse to the surroundings to inquire about the situation nearby. A wise soldier knows himself and the enemy, and he will never be in danger in a hundred battles."
When Xia Houtian heard the words "military master", his head got big. Even though he was highly cultivated and the master of a pavilion, he didn't know much about the art of war. When Liu Jian finished speaking, Xia Houtian waved his hand hurriedly
, said impatiently: "Okay, that's all for today. Liu Jian, as for the detailed arrangements, I'll leave this matter to you. I hope you won't disappoint me."
Liu Jian cupped his fists and said in a solemn voice: "Master Xiahou Pavilion, please rest assured, even if we lose, we will beat Zhang Xian to the ground."
Xia Houtian just wanted to kill Zhang Xian. As long as he could kill him, it didn't matter if he lost, as long as he could swallow the suffocation in his heart. Therefore, Liu Jian's words spoke to his heart. Xia Houtian smiled slightly and said to Liu Jianda:
"Liu Jian, when Brother Han comes back, I will tell him that you will be the deputy head of Wuji Pavilion from now on."
Liu Jian was not very interested in the position of deputy pavilion master, but when Xiahoutian mentioned it, he politely thanked him, so he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Pavilion Master Xiahou, for your cultivation."
Lingyue Valley, thirty miles away to the north.
This is a huge mountain range. At a glance, the mountains are rolling and you can't see the edge.
The moonlight shines brightly on the mountains, and through the moonlight you can vaguely see more than a dozen monks flying around in the woods, patrolling the surroundings vigilantly. They patrol, always surrounding the highest mountain peak.
There are thousands of caves on the mountain peak. Among them, the monk who lives in the cave closest to the peak is Yue Dong, the highest commander of the northern monks in the Wutian Pavilion Alliance and one of the four powerful men under Zhang Xian.
That night, Yue Dong briefly explained the mission and returned to the cave early.
As soon as he entered the cave, Yue Dong pinched the magic weapon in his hand and saw a stream of light flashing. The originally dark cave was suddenly replaced by bright light, like daylight. Yue Dong walked to the inner cave in a few steps. The moment he stepped in,
He laughed and said: "Beauty, here I come..." After saying that, he took off his coat and waved it in the air.
The red robe slowly fell to the ground, quietly.
There is a woman sitting on the stone bed in the inner cave. The woman is wearing a long blue dress. She is obviously a disciple of Wuxiang Pavilion. The woman is extremely beautiful, not much worse than Ziwei, especially those watery eyes.
Her big eyes seem to be able to talk, and her slightly raised cherry mouth makes people feel like they want to be cared for after looking at her.
Looking carefully, the woman has been keeping this movement. Even when Yue Dong came, she didn't move. It's not that she didn't want to move, but that her cultivation level was sealed and the Concentration Technique was cast, so she couldn't move at all. See
Yue Dong walked up to him, and the woman's eyes blinked slightly, her resentful eyes full of anger and unwillingness.
Seeing this look, Yue Dong gave a cold voice and said: "Lan Rou, you'd better listen to me obediently and don't toast or eat as a penalty. It's your blessing that you can serve me. That idiot Zhou Tianzhi is already dead.
, who should not be offended, but he offended that evil star Han Bin. He can become the master's close disciple, how can an ordinary monk actually want to kill him."
Having said this, Yue Dong paused for a moment and continued: "As long as you listen to me, I will marry you. It is better than staying a widow all the time. At the moment, my Wutian Pavilion is the only one in the family. The master of the pavilion has already said
, as long as we can win this victory, recommend me to Master to be the Pavilion Master of Wuxiang Pavilion. At that time, if you follow me, you can naturally resume your status as the Pavilion Master's wife, wouldn't it be better?"
Lan Rou's eyes flashed, and tears immediately flowed down, slowly sliding down her cheeks.
Yue Dong pinched the spell in his hand and pointed it at Lan Rou. The next moment, Lan Rou's body flashed and the immobilization technique was lifted.
As soon as the spell was lifted, Lan Rou said sternly: "Yue Dong, you are a bastard. You want me to follow you. This is impossible. Even if I die, I will not obey you..."
Yue Dong laughed. Not only was he not angry, but he smiled and said: "Yes, I am not only a bastard, but also a gangster. Today I will let you see how a gangster like me picked off your flower." As he said that, he
He held Lan Rou in his arms, then pressed her head with both hands and kissed her roughly.
While kissing, Yue Dong stroked her body and said with a smile: "A spring dinner is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Beauty, don't waste this good time..."
Lan Rou wanted to resist, but at this time, her cultivation was sealed, and she couldn't do it even if she wanted to die. She loved Zhou Tianzhi very much, but her character was a bit cowardly, and she didn't even know how to resist. She felt that the clothes on her body were being
As the pieces faded away, apart from shedding tears, she remained indifferent, as if numb.
After Yue Dong took off all her clothes, she laughed and said excitedly: "Lan Rou, today I will let you experience the pleasure brought by the art of dual cultivation..." After saying that, he was about to take off his clothes. But just
At this moment, a wave of energy suddenly came from the formation outside the cave, and then a monk was sensed walking in.
Yue Dong's face darkened, he casually picked up a piece of clothing and put it on Lan Rou's body. Then he arranged the clothes, turned around and walked towards the passage. Before he could walk out of the inner cave, he heard him say angrily: "I'm not telling you this.
However, if there is nothing important, don’t break into my cave, didn’t you hear me?”
As soon as he said this, Yue Dong walked into the passage. When he saw that the other party was wearing a red robe and his back was turned to him, he became even more angry and roared: "I have ignored you for a few days, and I have become bolder.
How dare you turn your back to me. Turn around, I want to see who gave you such courage..."
The red-clothed monk also turned around at this time, snorted coldly, and his eyes became cold.
When he saw the other party's back clearly, Yue Dong felt as if a ladle of icy cold water had been poured on him, and his face no longer had the arrogant arrogance. He only saw his body trembling, and he lost his voice: "Why is it you?"