Master Feixuan's face immediately turned cold, as if she was about to get angry for the rare occasion.
Seeing this, Wanwan on the side couldn't help but smile and sarcastically said.
"Hey, good sister, isn't this the person you have chosen to be the co-owner of the world? Shouldn't you be happy that he asked you to serve him? Why are you keeping such a straight face?"
"..." When Master Fei Xuan heard this, her pretty face was filled with frost, but when Wanwan provoked her, she lost her temper.
Seeing the two of them fighting each other, Chen Xuan was naturally happy and carefree.
He held Shi Qingxuan in his arms and squeezed her twice, saying that he was taking advantage of her, but Chen Xuan actually had no intention of doing anything with Shi Qingxuan.
Now that Dasheng Pass has been lost and the Beggar Clan disciples have suffered heavy losses, he actually doesn't care.
What he cared about was the bald eagle that suddenly appeared outside the inn. It was obviously a bird raised by the Vulture Palace. From this point of view, perhaps Child Elder was accidentally involved in the war.
But what makes Chen Xuan feel strange is that the Lingjiu Palace is located at the Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain. It is an inaccessible place in the world. How could they take the initiative to get involved in the dispute between the Song and Yuan Dynasties?
"Did you come to find me?"
When Chen Xuan thought of this, he frowned and felt like he was returning home.
The horses' hooves clattered as they galloped through the night and disappeared at the end of the long road in the blink of an eye.
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Bianzhou City.
Bianzhou is a prefecture and county in the north. Although it is not a dangerous pass, it is vast and rich in resources.
The most important thing is that Bianzhou is the gateway to the north. Once it is captured, only the Xiongguan Xiangyang in the hinterland of the Central Plains can be fought. If you retreat further, you will cross the river boundary and reach Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty.
Therefore, Bianzhou was the forefront of the battle between the Song and Yuan Dynasties.
It's just that such an important strategic location has actually been lost for many years. The Mongolian Yuan Dynasty occupied most of its territory many years ago, and only Bianzhou City was still in the hands of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Nowadays, there are 50,000 troops stationed here. Although there is no shortage of food and grass for the troops and horses, the fighting soldiers are not at all the same as those of the Yuan soldiers.
Outside Bianzhou City, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were arrayed in front of them, and the momentum was terrifying.
Most of the people in Bianzhou City have fled in advance, and now most of the people in the city are martial arts warriors from all over the world.
It's just that these martial arts warriors are full of pride, but it is still difficult to fight against hundreds of thousands of soldiers outside the city.
After more than ten days of continuous fighting, the martial arts men in the city suffered heavy casualties, and there were wounded everywhere with broken arms and legs.
A villa in the city
The old door hinge made a heart-wrenching sound, and a woman seemed to be walking in outside the door.
The man in the room seemed to have heard the noise and turned over with some difficulty.
"Brother Jing, don't move, be careful of the wound."
Guo Jing coughed lightly and asked with a pale face, "I'm fine. How's the reinforcements going?"
Under the candlelight, Huang Rong was as pretty as ever, and her face looked much better than Guo Jing's.
Just hearing Guo Jing ask this question, Huang Rong's expression seemed a little strange, and she sighed after a moment.
"The supervisory army here has just been transferred, but now Mr. Lu has been transferred here."
"Master Lu? Which Master Lu?"
"It's Lu Wende who used to guard Xiangyang City."
"It turned out to be him."
Guo Jing was a little surprised, but after thinking about it he was happy again.
"To be honest, our husband and wife are old acquaintances with Mr. Lu. We have dealt with him before in preparing for the defense of Xiangyang City. Although this Mr. Lu likes wine and meat, he is also considered to be honest and respectful. This time
Reinforcements will be sent soon."
"..."
Seeing that Guo Jing was in a good mood, Huang Rong couldn't speak out even though the words were on her lips.
This Lu Wende has been around the imperial court for many years, and he always talks about people and ghosts at the wine table.
In the past few years, the power of the Yuan Dynasty has been increasing day by day, and the northern territories have been lost one after another. Guo Jing worked hard in Xiangyang City, urging all the martial arts heroes to help.
It's just that the Southern Song Dynasty was a corner of An'an, and the martial arts atmosphere at that time was mostly in Gou'an. Even because the Meng Yuan Dynasty never went south on a large scale, Guo Jing made preparations in Xiangyang City for many years and had a lot of banquets with friends, but he really stayed in Xiangyang.
There are not many people in the city.
The big banquets held every day may be said to have no effect, but that is not necessarily the case.
At least Guo Jing thought that he and Lu Wende were very familiar with each other. They kept each other side by side every day and boasted that they were sincere, chivalrous and benevolent.
Only Huang Rong could see that Lu Wende was extremely ambitious, drunk, greedy for money and gain, making him an embarrassment.
She and Guo Jing have now fled to Bianzhou City, and all the Beggar Clan disciples accompanying them have been killed and injured, and the scenery of the past is no longer the same.
Seeing Guo Jing's cheerful expression, Huang Rong had no choice but to say a few words of comfort before leaving.
As soon as she walked out of the yard, she couldn't help wiping her tears. Seeing Guo Jing being seriously injured and still worrying about his family and country, she felt heartbroken.
"Forget it, I'll go find Lu Wende again. No matter what, I have to ask him to find reinforcements!"
Thinking of this, Huang Rong left the courtyard directly, braved the cold wind in the middle of the night, and walked to a mansion of a wealthy family.
The guard at the door recognized Huang Rong and led her over.
Not long after, she followed the maid through the winding corridors of the cloister and went to the backyard room.
"Master Lu is in the left wing, please go there by yourself."
"What are you doing again?" Huang Rong frowned, saying she was impatient but had no choice but to walk over on her own.
Before I could reach the outside of the wing, I heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from a distance, accompanied by the faint smell of sorghum wine.
As soon as Huang Rong heard this movement, her heart was filled with unknown fire, and she hurriedly walked over.
As soon as I walked around the porch, I saw red lanterns hung high around the courtyard, and a stage in the middle.
On the stage, a seductive dancer in thin clothes was dancing.
Lu Wende was sitting in front of the stage, enjoying himself very much as the concubines on his left and right served him tea and food.
"Lord Lu! Now that hundreds of thousands of troops are approaching the city, you are still in the mood to drink and have fun here?!"
"..."
"Lord Lu!"
"Yo~ Who do I think it is? It turns out it's Huang Nuxia here."
The pot-bellied Lu Wende waved his hand and said.
"Come here, take a seat."
The maid nearby responded and brought out a huanghuali wood chair.
Huang Rong took a quick look and was so angry that she wanted to kick the chair away, but when she thought of Guo Jing's happy look, she could only say in a deep voice.
"Master Lu, Huang Rong is not here to drink today. Bianzhou City is in danger now. When will your reinforcements arrive?"
"Reinforcements?"
Lu Wende smiled jokingly and suddenly said something shocking.
"You, a whore and a slut, are screaming happily every day, but I haven't seen you call for reinforcements? I think you are really capable. Go and sleep with the emperor for the night, and I'm sure the reinforcements will be sent tomorrow.
Otherwise, you can come and serve me."
"You?!" Huang Rong was furious.
Lu Wende, however, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, not caring.