Chapter One Hundred and Twenty One Sword Finger Canxia
Xiguguan, military camp, sunset all over the sky.
The silver-armored Chen Jingzhi walked on foot. In addition to a dozen of his own soldiers, he only had his assistant general Zhao Qingxia and his assistant general Feng Jinkui who followed him north from Taiming.
Chen Jingzhi asked in a low voice as he walked quickly, "How is the situation outside the city?"
Feng Jinkui, a strong man with dark skin, said in an angry voice, "The Fengsui and Ranger scouts who were scattered outside the city with less than a hundred people have been withdrawn. The casualties in all aspects of the battle are not great, but there are many injured. The Xiyi gang
The bastard might be waiting for us to pull people back, General, how about we..."
Chen Jingzhi raised his hand, and Feng Jinkui swallowed back his words, "General Zhao Bi, what do you think?"
Zhao Qingxia followed Chen Jingzhi half a step to the left, not too far or too close. He never said a word. When he heard Chen Jingzhi's question, he replied unhurriedly, "Such a situation has never happened in the western battlefield in previous years."
This has never happened before. This time, Xiyi dispatched a large number of powerful monsters. We are no match for point-to-point fighting. Unless we break up the experts from all over the general formation and reorganize them into multiple small queues, we want to destroy the Fengsui stronghold.
It is impossible to snatch them all back, but if we don't snatch them, the defense line of this western battlefield will change from a line to a point. Communication between the various large defense strongholds is inconvenient. Once a certain place is attacked by the Western Yi army, the surrounding strongholds will be destroyed.
If reinforcements are not available, gaps may appear in the defense line."
Chen Jingzhi nodded and asked, "Does General Zhao Pi think we need to select the best soldiers in the army to form multiple strong queues to reconnect the various defense strongholds in a line?"
"I think this is not possible," Zhao Qingxia shook his head. "The defense line in the western battlefield seems extremely long and coherent, but in fact it is still a point defense strategy with several military towns as the core, where troops are stationed or where grain and grass are supplied.
They all target these military towns. The defensive strongholds between the military towns are nothing more than tentacles scattered between the military towns to better deal with the small number of people or demons who usually try to cross the border. Now, these tentacles are forced to
Taking it back may seem a bit frustrating, but in fact it does not affect the defensive ability of the entire defense line in the western battlefield against the invasion of the demon army. If we select all the good players in the general formation to form scattered queues, it will
Directly reducing the combat effectiveness of the entire army, once the Western Yi army attacks a certain military town at this moment, it will be really troublesome."
Feng Jinkui, who was walking on the other side of Chen Jingzhi and had already listened impatiently, suddenly became a little annoyed and couldn't help but said, "You are the one who said that good players should be selected to form a queue, and you are also the one who said that good players cannot be selected to form a queue. General Zhao Bi, what are you going to do?
What should we do?!"
Chen Jingzhi frowned slightly and turned to look at Feng Jinkui. The latter could not help but shrink his neck, muttered something that no one could hear, and turned his head to look into the distance.
Chen Jingzhi ignored him and just turned around and smiled apologetically at Zhao Qingxia, "Zhao Pi will ignore him. I already understand what you mean. The strongholds outside the military town can be abandoned in a short period of time. You only need to form one or two strong teams."
The expert cavalry team travels to and from various military towns every day to ensure the smooth flow of information between the military towns so as not to delay the overall situation of the defense line. General Zhao has been running the western battlefield for many years. He wants to have backup plans to deal with various emergencies. I wish you the best,
I still need more advice from General Zhao Pi."
Zhao Qingxia smiled and stood still and gave a military salute in return, "Subordinates do not dare to use the word 'instruction' as a general on matters that are within their own duties."
Chen Jingzhi also smiled, turned around and pulled Zhao Qingxia's arm and said, "How's the situation, Master?"
Chen Jingzhi's casual pull was somewhat beyond Zhao Qingxia's expectation. He was stunned for a moment and then walked side by side with Chen Jingzhi, "Luo Pi has been guarding the young master's door without sleep for the past few days.
Sichuan Jianxiu and Cangyan Taoist priests are also gathered in front and behind the courtyard. In addition to the blood cavalry, my subordinates have also deployed some manpower around the courtyard, so there is no problem in safety."
Chen Jingzhi nodded, "Young Master is only nineteen years old now."
"Yes," Zhao Qingxia sighed softly, and then smiled, "If the young master can really break through this big bottleneck and achieve the four realms of distraction, then it is conceivable that the six realms can reach the gods. I
It has been many years since I last saw Mr.... from the Sixth Realm in Li County."
"In today's troubled times, Li County really needs such a strong man with the surname Luo who has risen rapidly," Chen Jingzhi said seemingly casually, "but no matter whether the young master can break through that big bottleneck this time, he will be able to survive the invasion of the Western Yi
The people of Cangyan should know about the fact that he and the Cangyan army defended Xigu Pass."
Zhao Qingxia hummed and said, "Not every young master dares to stand on the border to guard the country for the people. The general said that Qingxia will definitely make arrangements."
"It's the same in the military, but it's more natural, I think..." Before Chen Jingzhi finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at a yard not far away, where there was a violent fluctuation of momentum.
Like a flame burning at close range, he immediately quickened his pace and said to Feng Jinkui as he walked, "Akui, take the soldiers out of the military camp. I'm worried that there will be problems in the east city."
Feng Jinkui shouted yes, then ran away with a smile.
Chen Jingzhi ignored him and went straight to the courtyard. As soon as they entered it, they saw that there were already people standing there, including old coachmen Luo Jiang and Siqi, two Wangchuan sword cultivators, and a hundred blood-riding generals.
Luo Changgong, as well as the female Taoist priest of the Cangyan Sword Sect and another middle-aged man who looked like a Cangyan Taoist priest.
Everyone just stood quietly outside the house, waiting for the final result.
Chen Jingzhi and his two men asked the soldiers to guard outside the courtyard. They walked to the old coachman, said hello and waited there.
The red light in the house became stronger and stronger, and the hot breath made the air in the yard sway a little.
But before the commotion in the room subsided, explosions were heard in the distance from the east city of Xigu Guan, and the faint sounds of fighting between men and swords made the atmosphere in the courtyard even more solemn and solemn.
Chen Jingzhi and Zhao Qingxia exchanged glances, and the latter quietly left the yard.
"General Chen, do you need me to take action?" The middle-aged Taoist priest standing next to the young female Taoist looked at Dongfang and then turned to ask Chen Jingzhi.
Chen Jingzhi smiled back and shook his head.
The middle-aged Taoist priest stopped talking.
After another moment, the red light in the room suddenly disappeared, and the originally scorching courtyard was immediately soaked by the cold air coming from all directions. Si Qi looked at the old coachman with wide eyes, but before she could ask anything, he suddenly turned around again.
He turned around and stared at that house!
A hotter breath rose into the sky than before, but it was not as wild and unruly as before, but gathered together!
A sharp red sword light blasted through the roof, pointed straight into the sky five or six meters high, then flew into the sky, cut through a wisp of residual clouds, and then returned to the sky above the small courtyard. In the sword light, there was a long black sword.
It buzzes endlessly, as if there is a spirit!
Si Qi grabbed the old coachman's sleeve and cried with joy.
On the other side, a young female with a face that has always looked like a thousand-year glacier bloomed like a lotus...