Obviously, King Zhennan and Shen Muzhi also know some unknown secrets of the demon clan.
"Okay, don't think too much. Since we are out fishing, we must look like we are fishing, lest people say we are unprofessional!" Shen Muzhi said seriously.
Liao Daheng and Chu Bao were extremely depressed. They were the elite troops of the Dajing Dynasty and had never fished before.
"Your Majesty, I have a question!" Liao Daheng said.
King Zhennan waved his hand: "I know what you want to ask, don't ask, as I said again, since it's a show, then you have to do a full set. The military advisor said, it needs to be more professional!"
Hearing this, Liao Daheng became even more depressed. He originally wanted to ask, if it was just a pretense of fishing, why did he bring out 100,000 Chiyun troops? Although the number of troops left behind was nearly 10,000, they had no combat capabilities. , compared to the Chiyun Army, their layout is thousands of miles away.
Also, for a show, it would be enough to send these deputy commanders out. Why are the King of Zhennan and the military advisor coming? This battle is huge. Compared with the previous war with the Tianhu Kingdom, I don’t know how big it is.
Liao Daheng even had the illusion that King Zhennan and Shen Muzhi deliberately left Jingzhou City with a hundred thousand Red Cloud Army.
At Longyunpo, Feng Hao personally led the troops to fight. Today's stop was much more tragic than in the past. Many people died in both Tianhu Kingdom and Yushan.
Back at the military camp, Mr. Yun could not see through this young demon king more and more.
Feng Hao seemed to have nothing happened. He took off his armor and left the military camp alone near dusk, arriving at the place where the battle took place during the day.
Under the setting sun, the air was still filled with the smell of blood, and flocks of crows flew by, making croaking sounds, which made the scene extremely desolate.
Whether it is the corpses of the Tianhu Kingdom soldiers or the Yushan soldiers, they have been moved away long ago. Otherwise, they will definitely become food in the mouths of these crows.
Feng Hao stood in the center of the battlefield, with countless shadows appearing in his eyes, which was the scene of the earlier battle between the two armies.
The soldiers from the two sides fought hard, and some of them kept falling down. In the pool of blood, there were zombies from the Tianhu Kingdom, as well as soldiers from Yushan.
"We are obviously one of our own, why are we facing each other with swords like this?" Feng Hao couldn't help but shake his head. If the Wu Clan didn't have these messes, it would definitely be a powerful race. But now, even the Wu Clan can't compare with it.
"To end the war with war, this is the only way now. In this case, sleeping ancestors Yin Ling, do you hope that Yushan will fall and the demon clan will become history?"
Feng Hao's voice gradually became louder and louder, resounding throughout the world. His eyes were bloodshot, and his aura was so strong that he made a hunting sound in the void.
At this time, the undulating Longyun Slope suddenly started to move, like a tide.
Suddenly, an earth-shaking sound was heard, which echoed throughout the nine heavens and ten places.
"Irrigated by blood, guided by evil spirits, the ancestral soul returns!" Feng Hao's voice was high-pitched and passionate, filling the entire world.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of dragon roars came out, and a huge dragon circled in the void. At this moment, Feng Hao's body lit up with a bright light, reflecting the dragon's shadow.
It turns out that in this battle, Feng Hao didn't care about the casualties on both sides. Everything was just to water the earth with the blood of demon creatures and use the demon souls in the battle to awaken the sleeping dragon souls here.
Such a calculation is really beyond the reach of anyone.
The aura on Feng Hao's body was getting stronger and stronger. Although his cultivation was not increasing, it gave people an indescribable feeling.
At this time, everyone in the White Tiger King's camp woke up.
"Your Majesty, what's going on?" Someone asked loudly. The sound of the dragon's roar was invisible, but it gave them an indescribable pressure.
"The legend of Long Yunpo is indeed true!" The White Tiger King put his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with light.
Bai Chong glanced at the White Tiger King. He obviously didn't understand the legend the White Tiger King told him.
"Long Yunpo, is there really something here..." The White Tiger King's breathing involuntarily became rapid because he thought of something.
"You don't know the legend, but you can still relate it!" The light in the White Tiger King's eyes became stronger and stronger.
In the military camp of the Dajing Dynasty, King Zhennan and Shen Muzhi stood on the top of the mountain. The shadow of the giant dragon appearing in the sky in the distance came into view without missing a beat.
"Although Feng Hao is young, this calculation is really powerful. He not only used his enemies, but also himself!" King Zhennan said.
Shen Mu said: "Perhaps the White Tiger King is waiting for you now!"
"The ancestor of the demon clan royal family is rumored to be an extremely extraordinary demon dragon. It is an extraordinary creature that is different from the divine dragon. They have passed it down from generation to generation and passed down the bloodline, making the demon clan one of the most powerful races in the world. Once, there were The king of the demon clan of a generation fell after being plotted by the enemy. This is the origin of Long Yunpo. Could it be that the one who plotted against the demon king was the White Tiger King of a certain generation in the Tianhu Kingdom?" King Zhennan said.
Shen Muzhi smiled and said: "That's true. In this game, let's see who can have the last laugh!"
"How about we take a gamble!" King Zhennan said.
The smile on Shen Muzhi's face continued: "Every time you place your bet first, I don't have a chance to choose!"
"You have a chance to choose, but it's just determined by your temperament that you won't make the same choice as me!" King Zhennan still kept a smile on his face.
"Such a choice seems unwise!" Shen Mu said.
King Zhennan said: "How about I let you choose first this time?"
Shen Muzhi said: "You should go first. There are some things that you are used to, but once they change, you won't be used to them!"
"Have you already seen that I am not sure?" King Zhennan said with a smile.
"Bets that are uncertain are more interesting, aren't they?"
Shen Muzhi looked at the dragon shadow in the void. At this time, the giant dragon seemed to become more and more solid.
King Zhennan laughed: "You saw a chance to win against me!"
"Such opportunities are indeed rare. After all, someone has always been domineering!" Shen Mu said.
King Zhennan said: "How can I be a prince if I am not domineering? After all, I am not a scholar!"
"Your Majesty, what you said is true, but I think it's useless even if you read too many books!" Shen Mu said.
King Zhennan touched his chin. He was so thick-skinned that he was almost invincible.
"That seems to be the case!" King Zhennan said casually.
"Choose, Your Highness!" Shen Muzhi's eyes were full of interest. In this kind of bet with no known outcome, he and King Zhennan each had a 50% chance of winning.
Ever since I met King Zhennan, there had never been such a gambling opportunity. No wonder there was such a strong interest in Shen Muzhi's eyes.
After hearing the words, King Zhennan pondered for a while and said: "Well, we and the White Tiger King have been old rivals for many years. How can I escape him in such a bet? After so many years of fighting, our feelings have been developed!"
If Hang Tianyi were here, he would definitely say: I have never seen such a shameless person.