After Zhang Yu received the report, he looked at the north on the stage for a long time before returning to the inner hall.
He knew very well that from now on, the two governments would be allocating their efforts to the north. For the time being, they should not be able to allocate any force to support this side. However, Shuangzhou has been repeatedly defeated and its strength has been greatly damaged. It is unlikely that it will come again.
Violate.
But he has never forgotten Shuangzhou's method of disturbing the wind and sand that day. It was suspected to be the work of a monk, so he did not relax his guard.
In the following days, news continued to come from the north.
The battle reports he received were different from those sent to the continent for the public to see, and were the most detailed and accurate. Judging from the current battle situation, both sides had invested the vast majority of their military strength in this battle.
After this battle, if Qingyang wins, not only will he be able to defeat the Taibo monster, but he will also be able to successfully remove the obstacles on the way to the north.
And if it fails, then we can only retreat back to the continent, and I am afraid it will take more than ten years to save up before we can launch another attack.
During this period, Yun Chen also wrote frequently. It can be seen that he also mobilized a large number of Xuanfu monks to go north to support. However, judging from the cancellation list sent, the losses were not small, especially in the first ten days.
No less than a hundred monks died, and several times that number were injured.
Zhang Yu could see that most of them were low-level monks. Compared to the mid-level monks, their ability to protect themselves was too weak. Once they were in danger, it would be difficult to escape on the battlefield.
What he can do now is to guard his flanks so that the area outside the territory will not become a loophole.
At the beginning of November, Su Qian, who had not been heard from for a long time, sent a lot of things at once. In addition to some seized antiquities, there was also a letter written by Qin Wu, which mentioned Noro Ruo.
Hua, but he seemed to be worried about something and didn't say much, just a few words in a vague way.
Zhang Yu had previously asked Li Qinghe to write to inquire about Mo Ruohua's situation, but he never received a specific reply. He did not expect to get news from Qin Wu.
Looking at the special training mentioned in the letter, he couldn't help but have some guesses about it. After thinking about it, he reached out and flicked it, and the entire letter suddenly turned into crumbs, and then turned into dust and flew out.
In the blink of an eye, January has passed, and it has entered December. The war in the north is still going on, but everything is calm here at Fangtai Station.
In addition to daily practice, Zhang Yu has also been paying attention to the north.
The war has lasted for more than three months. If it does not end in another month, it will probably be postponed until next year.
Fortunately, the two governments have not put forward any slogans to end the war before the New Year. From the current point of view, it is still proceeding in an orderly manner.
Judging from the cancellation reports he has received recently, the casualties among the monks are gradually decreasing. Combined with the recent reports, it can be inferred that the Qingyang two houses have gone through a series of previous battles, and this battle has already begun.
It occupies certain advantages.
But until the final results come out, it’s hard to say what the situation will be.
Shuangzhou, the underground workshop in the wasteland.
Master Weng found Sha Shaofu who was waiting outside and said, "Sha Shaofu, it seems that the person you sent can wear the original armor."
Sha Shaofu was overjoyed and said, "Really? It seems that we have also obtained a sharp weapon."
Seeing that Master Weng didn't say anything, he felt a little strange and nervous at the same time, so he asked: "Master Weng, do you have any more questions?"
Master Weng said in a deep voice: "As far as we know, the people in Qingyang wearing original armor once wanted to find Zhang Xuanzheng for a fight, but the result didn't seem to be good. No matter how suitable the candidate is this time,
At most, he is similar to the armored captain in Qingyang. If the higher-ups want to use him to deal with that one, I'm not optimistic about him."
Sha Shaofu hurriedly said: "It turns out that Master Weng is worried about this matter. Don't worry, we won't ask him to deal with this person this time. As long as he comes down to help protect Shuangzhou."
Master Weng looked at him and said: "I have been working in the courtyard recently and rarely communicate with the outside world, but I don't know how the war is going in the north?"
Sha Shaofu sighed and said: "Qingyang and Qingyang have been preparing for this battle for decades, and I heard that they also received a lot of help from Yujing. How can it be so easy to deal with it? Those gods and monsters are now just under Qingyang's attack.
I'm just trying to hold on."
Master Weng thought calmly for a moment and asked: "If those gods and monsters fail, then Qingyang's next move will be us?"
Sha Shaofu said with a bitter face: "Who says otherwise? We no longer expect those monsters to win, but we must try to save ourselves. Now we just hope that those monsters can last longer, so that we can have more
Make some preparations."
He added: "I heard that during this battle, another person wearing original armor appeared in Qingyang Shangzhou. Does Master Weng think this is possible?"
Master Weng said: "I have not received such news. With Qingyang Shangzhou's strength, it is not difficult to concentrate on building a few original armors. It's just that people who can wear armor are more difficult to find. It's not enough to find another one."
strange."
Sha Shaofu made a sound and nodded suddenly. He cupped his hands to Master Weng and said, "Since the matter is settled, I won't disturb Master Weng. There are still many things to do in the Master, so I will take my leave first."
Master Weng said: "I'll send one to Sha Shaofu."
After he was about to send the others away, he slowly walked back, but instead of going back to his own creation workshop, he came to a side courtyard.
A master craftsman in his fifties was instructing dozens of craftsmen to work. When he saw Mr. Weng coming in, he came up to him and said, "Teacher, why are you here?"
Master Weng made a gesture with his gaze and said, "Let's talk inside."
The master and craftsman understood and came to a secret room underground together with Mr. Weng.
Master Weng said: "The situation is urgent recently, how are you preparing?"
The master craftsman glanced outside subconsciously and asked cautiously: "Teacher, do you think... Shuangzhou is about to die?"
Master Weng said: "Without the gods and monsters to restrain it from the outside, it is absolutely impossible for Shuangzhou to sustain itself in the face of the Qingyang Mansion."
The master thought for a while and said: "I have contacted the other side according to the teacher's instructions. Whenever the teacher wants to leave, as long as we evacuate to the pre-designated location, they will send someone to pick us up."
Master Weng said: "Then what happened to the 'Jiasi' and 'Jiawu' I asked you to build in secret?"
The master craftsman said: "It is being built. Without the teacher's help, the disciples can only do their best."
Master Weng shook his head and said: "Others don't know it, but I don't know it either? Although you have no talent in manufacturing, there is no problem if you are asked to imitate it. You do it well and don't skimp on the materials. Now Shuang Shuang
Zhou has too much time to take care of himself, and no one will come back to check where these things are. Whether we can leave then depends on these two soldiers."
The master craftsman said hurriedly: "Disciple will pay attention."
Master Weng said: "Very good. Also, you have to start sorting out some things. If you can't take them with you, you don't need to take them with you. Talents are the most important thing. As long as people are still there, anything can still be rebuilt."
"
The master said: "Yes, teacher."
North of Hanzhou, Fengxiang Ridge.
A Taoist priest dressed in black stood in front of an earth and stone altar. He was talking to the evil black shadow emerging from above.
There was an implicit question in his tone: "Fellow Daoist Pang, you have lost half of the blood essence treasure materials that need to be handed over this year. I wonder what is going on?"
The black shadow with evil aura was that of a Taoist man, whose face could be vaguely discerned. He also held a whisk in his hand, but there was a faint evil aura all over his body.
He sighed slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist Gongsun, in the past, when we acted outside the territory, as long as we did not provoke those outside Taoist sects, it would be fine. However, since the sects merged into one, now almost all of them are Xuanfu.
It is very difficult for us to avoid their eyes and ears and we hope fellow Taoists can understand us."
The black-clothed Taoist frowned and said: "As long as you don't hunt and kill people in the continent, and only attack those gods, monsters and aliens in the wasteland, why will Xuanfu pay attention to you?"
The Taoist surnamed Pang said with a slightly helpless voice: "But setting up formations to refine blood essence is above the forbidden rules of Xuanfu. Now Xuanfu follows rules everywhere, how can I not act more restrained?
To be honest, I suspect Xuanfu has noticed something, but right now they are mainly on guard against the Shuangzhou people, so they haven't touched us yet. But if Shuangzhou is no longer around, they might take action on us.
"
The black-clothed Taoist thought for a moment and said: "If this is the case, I don't blame fellow Taoist Pang, but..." He changed his tone and said, "This year's precious material, blood essence, must be sufficient. This matter is not negotiable."
Taoist surnamed Pang was silent for a moment, then said: "It is already December, and there is still one month until the end of the year. If there are no constraints from the Xuanfu, I can still try hard."
The black-clothed Taoist looked at him and said, "Fellow Taoist Pang, please do your best in this matter. I will report it to my teacher later."
When Taoist Pang heard what he said, he couldn't help but slow down his expression and tone, nodded and said: "If the Master is willing to take action, then I will be fine."
The black-clothed Taoist said coldly: "Then please invite fellow Taoist Pang to come down and work hard."
He waved his sleeve and dispersed the black mist above the altar, then walked out of the bamboo forest and returned to the temple where he lived. He took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, lit it, and stuffed it into the stone niche in front of him.
After a while, a dense mist floated out from inside, condensing into an ethereal figure.
The black-clothed Taoist hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Teacher, I have already asked. It's not that Pang Rui didn't do anything, but that after the Xuan Palace was unified, all the prohibitions were picked up. They were afraid that the Xuan Palace would find out, so they did things
I have my hands and feet tied, and I don’t dare to let go.”
The ethereal figure said: "I understand, you take the letter talisman I gave you and take a trip to the Southern Territory."
The black-clothed Taoist was startled and said, "Teacher, are you going to release that person?"
The ethereal figure said calmly: "Since Xuanfu is willing to do a lot of things, then find some things for them to do well."
The black-clothed Taoist bowed his head and said, "Yes, I will obey the order."
When he looked up again, he found that the misty smoke had dissipated. He pondered for a moment and walked into the temple. After a while, he walked out again, then took off in the air and headed south.
