Spare Me, Great Lord!

1262. Messenger (First Update)

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The over 100,000-strong army of the royal city's wealthy families was formed in a hurry. No wealthy family dared to station heavy troops in the royal city to protect themselves. In other words, before Duanmu Huangqi's attack on the royal city, no royal city wealthy family felt that there would be danger in the royal city.

With the Divine Palace and Sword House here, unless it was the Sword House ceremony, who would be so blind as to take action in the royal city?

So now our army of ten thousand people basically consists of hundreds of people coming from the royal city, and then monks were recruited from the family estates in various cities along the way to blend in, and slowly merged into an army of ten thousand people.

This will have a very obvious problem, that is, it will be difficult to command.

When Lu Shu and the others disappeared recently, the main family in the royal city was having a headache reorganizing the army. They had been at ease for too long and would not have exposed so many problems without a war. But once a war started, it would really kill them.

Everyone was a little lucky at this time. Fortunately, Lu Shu did not attack Xidu directly. Otherwise, everyone would have made a lot of jokes just by messing up and messing up the situation.

The wealthy families in the royal city also cannot trust each other, so each other's army camps are more than ten miles apart, in case someone wants to make a sneak attack if the distance is too close, and there is no time to react.

However, at this moment, a messenger came from the Song family's military camp.

The other party ran over with bare feet, his hair simply tied back, and his clothes were wide and comfortable. Standing at the gate of the camp facing countless Song family monks, he seemed not nervous at all.

"Liu Yizhao, Your Majesty, please come out and see Xiao Mingze, the head of the Song family... You can also worship Marshal Zhao," Liu Yizhao said with a smile.

It wasn't that Lu Shu insisted on sending Liu Yizhao, but Liu Yizhao took the initiative to find Lu Shu and said that he could be sent to him for the most dangerous things now... because he wanted to take the final step between life and death.

When Lu Shu heard what Liu Yizhao said, he understood that Liu Yizhao was only one step away from being a great master. He was stuck at this point just like Nie Ting back then. Whether he could break through or not depended on God's will.

Nie Ting looked for battles to break through, and Liu Yizhao did the same. Although in Lu Shu's opinion, the gap between Liu Yizhao's talent and Nie Ting's was still quite large, it was really surprising that the other party could reach this point!

It is very risky to let Liu Yizhao come to the Song family, because even if the Song family expresses sincerity, the problem is that you know the person but not the heart. You can't judge who your comrade is until the real moment of life and death.

At this time, a man came out of the Song family camp and looked at Liu Yizhao in surprise: "You... you are Liu Yizhao!"

Liu Yizhao smiled and said: "It's me, Zhao Da, are you alright?"

At this time, Zhao Shuai looked at Liu Yizhao in surprise. He didn't know why, but he always felt that Liu Yizhao was much better than him despite being in the first-level realm. This kind of intuition is not groundless. The higher the strength level of the monks, the more they should trust their intuition.

Liu Yizhao said in his heart that Li Liang's guess was correct. As Zhao Shuai was a great minister of the Song family, he would definitely send him for such a war.

However, at this time, another middle-aged man came. He looked at Liu Yizhao, then at Zhao Shuai, and finally said to Liu Yizhao: "I am Song Changying, the commander-in-chief of the Song family. You can tell me if you have anything."

Liu Yizhao smiled: "The king of my family has said that our affairs will only be discussed with Zhao Dachong and shopkeeper Xiao Mingze. We don't care too much about who you are."

Song Changying was stunned for a moment, with a sullen look in his eyes: "You are too arrogant."

You must know that he is the direct descendant of the Song family. Of course, the Song family's army must be decided by the direct descendants of the Song family. However, the envoy sent by Lu Shu actually wanted Marshal Zhao to command the entire army. Although Marshal Zhao was a great envoy, But the big worshiper doesn’t have the qualifications either!

Liu Yizhao didn't care about Song Changying's tone, but smiled and said: "In front of my king, you have to survive before you can talk to me about your courage. I will forgive you this time, and I won't do it next time!"

However, while he was saying forgiveness, he slapped the Song family's flag at the door and the flag fell down!

Song Changying was stunned for a long time, and he suddenly realized that even if the other party faced thousands of troops, he would still be superior in his heart. Even if the other party was just a small envoy, he had never taken the Song family seriously.

Why? Where does this Wuwei Army have the confidence? By the way, isn't this Wuwei Army a descendant of Qinglong Village?

But Song Changying thought so in his heart, but he never had the confidence to refute, because the Wuwei Army was too fierce now. He was even thinking that if he killed Liu Yizhao tonight, would those lunatics from the Wuwei Army rush into the royal city and crush the Song family?

Liu Yizhao sighed: "It's boring, I don't even dare to do this. Okay, I'm here today. The king of my family asked me to bring a message to the Song family and the Sun family. Now that we have retreated three hundred miles, we are still friends. If we don't retreat, we will stay here tonight." There are only corpses here."

With that said, Liu Yizhao turned around and walked into the night. Then Song Changying and Zhao Shuai heard the sound of Liu Yizhao running wildly. The footsteps were as heavy as a drum, which made people panic.

Song Changying's expression was uncertain. Zhao Shuai next to him raised his hands and asked, "How does the coach decide?"

Song Changying sneered and glanced at Zhao Shuai: "You and Xiao Mingze had a good plan. You colluded with the Wuwei Army early on. Why don't you two join the Wuwei Army?"

Zhao Shuai did not take what Song Changying said to heart at all. He brushed his robe and said calmly: "I worked for the Song family at the beginning because the old family master was kind to Zhao Shuai. Now I, Zhao Shuai, have worked for the Song family for two years." More than a hundred years can be regarded as repaying the debt. If the coach insists on not listening to the advice of the armed guards, I am afraid I will take my people and leave alone, because I don’t want to die yet.”

"Do you really think that the Wuwei Army dares to come and fight our army of more than 100,000 people tonight?" Song Changying stared at Zhao Shuai's expression. To be honest, he didn't believe what Liu Yizhao said. If he didn't leave, what would he do if he stayed here tonight? It's a corpse, who are you trying to scare?

At this time, all Zhao Shuai could think about was Lu Shu's back during the bloody battle on the long street that night. He watched secretly but did not dare to save him. In fact, the other party did not need his help.

But those who have seen that scene with their own eyes will probably understand that maybe the Wuwei Army is not invincible, but among the equal opponents of the Wuwei Army, there is definitely no royal family in the royal city.

"The whole army retreats three hundred miles!" Song Changying shouted to his soldiers. He had to make a choice at this time, but after Song Changying gave the order, he looked at Zhao Shuai: "I want to see how courageous this Wuwei army is. How big!”

Song Changying felt very unhappy, because this retreat meant that the Song family wanted to be friends with the Wuwei Army, which meant taking sides. If the Wuwei Army fails to win, then the Song family will face the crushing power of Shenwang Palace and Duanmu Huangqi!

But at this moment, fires were burning in the east, and the shouts of killing seemed to be heard across more than ten miles of night.

Over there is the most marginalized Li family, and this Li family is probably doomed! The Wuwei Army really wanted to massacre more than 100,000 people in one night!

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