Chapter 1721: Zhao Fengchen Advances!

Chapter 1721

"Boom boom boom!"

With the sound of intensive drums, the six imperial guards and six soldiers and horses moved forward slowly amidst the sound of clanging horseshoes, and the atmosphere of the entire battlefield suddenly became extremely chilling.

The six Imperial Guards formed six phalanxes, which were clearly divided into east and west sides, ready to enter the arena to compete at any time.

In the southern part of the school field, Wang Chong's eyes slowly swept across the six soldiers and horses. The second round was a real battle between dragons and tigers, but at this time, Wang Chong was not too worried.

"hiss!"

While he was thinking, two disordered breathing sounds came from his ears. Wang Chong was slightly startled, and then he understood what was going on.

"Relax, nothing will happen!"

Wang Chong smiled lightly and comforted him.

"I'm just a little worried. If the eldest prince uses wheel tactics like the last round..."

Bai Siling didn't continue talking.

Born in a big and well-established family like the Bai family in the capital, Bai Si Ling also knows a lot of secret news about the court. Now is the time for the First Prince to gain power. Judging from the previous round of competition, as long as he can finally control the imperial army, he may repeat the previous tactics.

"Don't worry! The second round is different from the first round. There are no easy tricks at the East Palace."

Wang Chong said calmly, the powerful appeal of the voice made Bai Siling feel relieved:

"There are only six teams participating in the leadership promotion competition, and the rules are the same as those of the previous dynasty, which are extremely fair. Even if the eldest prince wants to make a move, it is absolutely impossible. This round is entirely based on one's own strength."

"But……"

Even so, Bai Siling was still a little worried. Now that she is on the same line as Wang Chong, she will naturally and unconsciously consider Wang Chong.

"According to the competition system, if you lose three games in a row, you will be eliminated, and if you win three games in a row, you will win. Even if the eldest prince wants to play tricks, as long as Zhao Fengchen wins three games in a row, you will win, and you don't need to pay attention to other people."

Wang Chong looked ahead with extremely deep eyes.

Why is Wang Chong's current cultivation so powerful? From the perspective of the origin of qi and the real world, among the six commanders who can really threaten Zhao Fengchen, only the two newly promoted commanders that the First Prince placed in the Imperial Army are the only ones. .

Looking back from a distance, Wang Chong no longer paid attention to the affairs on the school field. Compared with the current game, he paid more attention to the situation of the three generals.

"Uncle, there are some things you need to do."

Wang Chong turned his head and looked at Li Lindao beside him. There were a lot of people on the school grounds, Wang Chong lowered his voice and whispered something in his ear. After a while, Li Lin nodded and turned to leave quickly.

The First Prince is deliberately blocking the news of the three Grand Commanders. It is difficult for Zhang Que to find out the truth by himself, so he can only use falsehoods to attack Guo and rely on the strength of other people in the palace.

"Clatter!"

In just a moment, a carrier pigeon flew into the edge of the school field. A moment later, Li Lin appeared next to Wang Chong again holding the letter.

"The news from Yuzhen Palace took a lot of time."

Li Lindao.

Wang Chong nodded, opened the envelope, and quickly took out a piece of letter paper from it. Different from what I imagined, there are only six words written in the entire letterhead.

But seeing these six words, Wang Chong's pupils shrank, and his expression changed slightly in an instant.

"boom!"

At this time, there was a burst of cheers on the school field, which instantly attracted Wang Chong's attention.

Wang Chong turned his head and saw Zhao Fengchen standing in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by a cavalry of the imperial army who fell to the ground, and opposite him, a commander of the imperial army stood on the ground with a pale face.

According to the rules of the game, if one side loses the horse, it will naturally lose.

Zhao Fengchen obviously won this game cleanly, a boy from a famous family around the school grounds looked wildly, and his eyes were full of admiration. The legend of Zhao Fengchen in the Battle of Talas and his tyrannical strength obviously made him the idol of the children of these aristocratic families.

"What round is this?"

Wang Chong said.

"This is the second round."

Bai Siling rolled Wang Chong's eyes and said. I really don't know what this guy is thinking. Although he is in the school grounds, it seems that his mind is not here at all.

Wang Chong didn't explain. On the school field, a new round of competition had already begun.

"Next round, Duan Zhuyan, Zheng Wuyu!"

A moment later, with an earth-shattering bang, Duan Zhuyan led five hundred cavalry and defeated Zheng Wujian again in a clean and neat manner. Although each of the commanders of the Forbidden Army is powerful, it is obvious that Duan Zhuyan is even stronger.

Everything was as expected by Wang Chong. Among the six commanders of the Imperial Guard, Zhao Fengchen, Yulin and Yulin were much stronger than the others.

"A commander of the imperial army has already been eliminated."

Li Lin said suddenly, his gaze was looking at the corner of the school field, and there, Huang Xiaotian, the commander of the Soaring Snake Army, was leading a group of imperial cavalry away from the school field with a gloomy expression.

According to the rules of the game, if you lose three games in a row, you will lose the qualification immediately. Obviously, even Huang Xiaotian didn't expect that he would be eliminated so quickly.

"If someone is eliminated, it means that at least two people have won two games in a row."

Wang Chong and Li Lin stood side by side, pondered for a moment and then said. The one who can win two rounds in a row is Zhao Fengchen, and the other is obviously Duan Zhuyan.

Time passed slowly. According to the rules of the game, every commander of the forbidden army had to fight the others in principle. After a while, another commander of the forbidden army left the field sadly.

Now there are only four people left in the entire school field. One Zhao Fengchen, two men who were placed by the prince in heavy armor, and another commander of the imperial army.

"Next time, Zhao Fengchen..."

A moment later, the sharp voice of the brocade eunuch resounded in the school grounds again, and soon, it was finally Zhao Fengchen's third appearance.

The wind howled, and as Zhao Fengchen led five hundred Xuanwu troops to the center of the school field, the atmosphere became tense again. Even Wang Chong calmed down and focused his attention on the field.

"Master Zhao now has a 60% chance of meeting Duan Zhuyan and another person from the East Palace. I just don't know who is stronger or weaker between Master Zhao and them."

Li Lin looked forward and said.

The second round of the competition has only now entered the final stage. In the previous competitions, Zhao Fengchen and Duan Zhuyan had no chance of contact at all, but now it is different.

Although Zhao Fengchen had experienced the experience of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had Wang Chong's guidance, Duan Zhuyan on the opposite side was also the trump card prepared by the East Palace. He was extremely powerful and definitely not weak. Not to mention judging from the previous situation, Hou Junji, the god of war who broke the army, was behind them.

This is definitely a battle between dragons and tigers, and no one can judge who is stronger or weaker before the final result.

It's fine if Zhao Fengchen wins, but if he loses... No matter what, Zhao Fengchen can only win, not lose!

The school field was quiet, and everyone around held their breath, waiting for the final result.

"...Li Chongyan! Both of you prepare for the competition!"

Finally, while everyone was waiting nervously, the eunuch in brocade clothes announced Zhao Fengchen's opponent in the third round.

"Li Chongyan? Not Duan Zhuyan, nor another person from the East Palace!"

Hearing this result, not to mention other people, even Wang Chong couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Great, Master Zhao won this time!"

Hearing about Zhao Fengchen's final opponent, Bai Siling patted Wang Chong's shoulder abruptly, his face was full of joy, and even his eyes turned into crescent moons. If it's the other two eldest princes, it's hard to say who will win, but if it's Li Chongyan, there is no suspense in this match.

With Zhao Fengchen's ability, it is equivalent to announcing Zhao Fengchen's promotion in advance. Apparently Wang Chong was not the only one who understood this point. On the edge of the school field, a fan named Zhao Fengchen immediately shouted excitedly.

"Third Uncle!"

"Third Uncle!"

...

Among all the voices, the voice of an excited girl is particularly eye-catching. It is a young girl in her twenties, wearing a goose yellow skirt, squeezed in the crowd, her face is flushed, and she is cheering for Zhao Fengchen. They are still going crazy.

"Who is that?"

Wang Chong frowned and said in surprise.

"Don't you even know her?"

Bai Siling glanced at Wang Chong:

"That's Zhao Fengchen's niece, Zhao Miqiu from the Zhao clan. Zhao Miqiu's father died in battle when she was very young, and it should have been the most intense time when the Holy Emperor used troops. Zhao Fengchen looked at this child pitifully , so he loves her very much, and every time he returns to the family, he spends most of his time visiting Zhao Miqiu."

Hearing these words, both Wang Chong and Li Lin were greatly surprised. They had been in touch with Zhao Fengchen for a long time, but they rarely heard him mention their niece.

"This Zhao Fengchen! It's really well hidden!"

Hearing this, Li Lin shook his head and couldn't stop laughing. As for Wang Chong, he thought about it for a while, and soon felt relieved. With Zhao Fengchen's character, he would naturally not explain these things unless necessary, and Zhao Fengchen never mentioned it to the outside world, probably because he wanted to protect this child who lost his father since childhood.

On the battlefield, the two imperial guards quickly fought, and with a loud bang, Zhao Fengchen defeated Li Chongyan and successfully advanced.

"boom!"

With the end of the game, the entire school field cheered like a mountain torrent, louder than ever before. At this time, Zhao Fengchen became the well-deserved focus of the entire school field.

"Commander Zhao is worthy of being our hero in the Tang Dynasty. Congratulations on your successful promotion! After the competition is over, you can participate in the final* Commander Challenge."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the eunuch in brocade clothes quickly walked onto the school grounds and announced the result.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Fengchen returned the gift, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Chong watched all this silently, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

"Chong'er, what's the matter?"

A voice came from beside his ear, and Li Lin looked at Wang Chong and asked in doubt. He was always by Wang Chong's side, and he could see all of Wang Chong's expressions.

Zhao Fengchen easily won and broke out. Logically, this is a happy event, but judging by Wang Chong's expression, no matter how you look at it, he is not happy.