Chapter 180 Yuan Kingdom (2800 Plus)

"Youshan and Xia Kingdom are in the same line, and they depend on each other. This time, the Yuanwu League must join hands to prevent the wolves from peeping!"

Xie Lingyun's voice was mellow and pleasant, with a soft taste, and she said bitterly in front of Fang Yuan: "This time... If the Palace Master wants to establish a country, I, Xia Guo, will definitely support it!"

"Has the situation reached this point?"

Fang Yuan was a little distracted.

Liguo...unexpectedly, a trivial matter that was done casually at the beginning has come to this point.

But the next moment, he saw the weakness of the Xia royal family.

Even with Taoist Muli and a guardian Wu Zong, the Xia Kingdom at this time is still very weak.

After all, Youshan Mansion has already been gouged out from its body, and even Xiayang Mansion was damaged by the war. It will not take a day or two to recuperate and gather strength.

"In addition to state affairs, there is also a private matter..."

Xie Lingyun talked about him from left to right: "I heard that the Palace Master has accepted two disciples? I don't know if he intends to accept another one?"

"oh?"

Fang Yuan smiled: "Is this the determination of your Xia royal family?"

He had no idea that at the time of such a big gamble, Xia's royal family would still place a bet on him.

After all, his rise is definitely like a thorn in the back for Yuanwu and other countries.

"The concubine has figured it out. In this troubled world, if Xia Guo wants to rise, he has to put all his eggs in one basket!"

Xie Lingyun prostrated: "Lingyun is not talented, I would like to ask the master of the palace to take the position of Xia Guoguoshi, and deliver it with the luck of a country. From then on, life and death will be dependent on each other, and never leave! As a teacher's ceremony, I can count all of them in the Xia Kingdom's treasury and royal family's private collection. Open to the national teacher, you can take whatever you want!"

‘Is this a total surrender to myself? '

Fang Yuan was also a little moved: "Unexpectedly, I saw the real color of the princess at this time!"

After pondering for a while, he said: "I agree to the matter of discipleship, so let's accept a named disciple. Where is he?"

"Far in the sky, close in front of you!"

Xie Lingyun burst into a smile, like a hundred flowers blooming: "What do you think of the concubine's body, the master? Is the talent worthy of cultivation?"

...

The autumn wind is bleak.

On the grassland, a cavalry team cheered and roared, driving away their prey.

Among the team, a few cavalry flew out, the leader was a young man in his twenties, wearing a golden crown, with a rough face, guarded by elite cavalry on both sides, he was imposing.

At this time, seeing a gazelle, he immediately bent his bow and set up an arrow, and released it suddenly.

call out!

The arrow shot across the void like a shooting star, shooting straight into the Gazelle's left eye and passing through the right eye, without hurting the slightest fur.

"Okay! Hachioji is good at archery!"

The surrounding cavalry applauded one after another, and those who saw the opportunity quickly went over to pick up the prey and showed it to the surrounding people.

"This autumn, all the beasts eat fat and strong to survive the winter. It is the best time to hunt!"

The eighth prince smiled and threw away the bow and arrow: "What's the fun in just the gazelle? It's not like hunting hungry wolves and cheetahs. It's just a little tasteful..."

These eight princes are the youngest sons of the ruler of the Yuan Kingdom. The Yuan Kingdom prospered on horseback.

In the past, on the grasslands, the premature mortality rate was too high. After the death of father and brother in battle, it was common for the young son who had just grown up to set up a family.

At this time, even though he has enjoyed the country for a long time, the power of habit is still extremely strong, causing many people to regard the eighth prince as the crown prince, which greatly gathered a group of people.

"Today is exhausted..."

After galloping the horse for a while, the eighth prince held down the reins and looked to the south: "I don't know when I will be able to ride the horse on the southern mountain and hunt the world! A man should act like this!"

The eyes of the confidantes lit up.

Throughout the history of the Yuanwu League, there have been conflicts between countries, especially the two big countries of Yuanwu.

Before this alliance, Wu Guo had a small setback, which obviously made them covet it.

"It's a pity...it was the second brother who killed the Wu Kingdom before..."

The Eighth Prince shook his head and sighed: "Father is overjoyed, he has rewarded Second Brother with a lot of good things, and he has also increased his staff..."

It has to be said that this is also one of the reasons why he wanted to march south.

The Eighth Prince saw very clearly that even if the tradition was in his favour, it did not guarantee that he would sit on the throne.

Not to mention, his father was in the prime of his life, and the younger brothers below him were also growing rapidly, and soon they would be adults again, and his position would be very embarrassing by then.

In order to keep himself and get a glimpse of the big position, the eighth prince must have a certain amount of credit to himself, so that the whole country of Yuan will be convinced.

What else can compare to grabbing the south?

"This Yuanwu League meeting is my chance! Among the southerners, the Wu Kingdom is the most powerful. In terms of military strength alone, the Wu Kingdom is not as far away as our country. Next, we will compare high-end combat power!"

The Eighth Prince waved his hand and called a confidant: "This Yuanwu League meeting, the monarchs of various countries, and even the new spiritual warrior Wu Zong will be present. During this period of time, has anyone appeared?"

His confidant was wearing a black robe, with a dharma drum hanging from his waist. His face was scarlet, and he was always filled with lingering blood. Even the drum stand was pale, like a real skeleton.

This is a spiritual man on the grassland. Of course, Yuan Guo prefers to call him a shaman.

"The country of the Southerners is in chaos. In the past six months, one of their powerful vassal states——Xia! It also split, and a government was directly separated!"

The shaman's voice was sharp, like a clash of metals: "The new Master of Youshan Mansion, named Fang Yuan, is not only proficient in shaman techniques, but also a powerful warrior!"

"It is rumored that...his spells can manipulate Lingzhi, turning the whole city into a monster of flowers and plants, swallowing tens of thousands of Wu Kingdom's army in one gulp!"

"And, his force is also very powerful, not inferior to the number one warrior of our Yuan Kingdom!"

...

This shaman obviously has an eyeliner in the south. Although he is in the grassland, information about Fang Yuan is still being reported continuously.

"Fang Yuan?"

The Eighth Prince was startled, and immediately said: "Unexpectedly, among the southerners, there is such an outstanding person. He is our great enemy! We should take a good look at this alliance."

"Not only that... There is news from Wu Kingdom that they also want to get rid of this person. Maybe we can join hands! When necessary, their national teacher Wu Wudao and General Feilong can help secretly!"

If Fang Yuan heard this, he would be very speechless.

Wu Guo and Yuan Guo can be described as sworn enemies, and they had a fierce fight on the grassland before.

But at this time, because of him, there was a possibility of collusion again.

"Haha... Promise them! Why not?"

The Eighth Prince laughed loudly: "That's what the southerners look like! When they die, they fight against the same party, attack each other, and destroy their own foundation. Isn't it the same with Xie Daoling back then?"

"good!"

The shaman next to him nodded again and again: "Southern people like internal fighting the most. If they can unite sincerely, our Yuan country will be in danger, so we can only hide in the depths of the Yuanrong prairie, but at this time, we are given a chance! King Ci Khan intends to appoint the Eighth Prince to represent the Yuan Kingdom, which is a great opportunity for us to observe other kingdoms!"

"Exactly! Exactly!"

Hachioji nodded repeatedly.

"Report!"

At this moment, in the line between the grassland and the sky, a black dot emerged, quickly escaped, and came on horseback.

"His Royal Highness!"

But when people and horses came to the Eighth Prince like a dragon, they stopped instantly, and changed from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet in an instant, everything was very familiar and flowing without the slightest stagnation.

The knight on the horse got off his horse and saluted: "Your Highness conquered the Yuyabe and returned with a great victory!"

"Brother is back too!"

After hearing this, the Eighth Prince let out a long breath, feeling a little depressed.

The drama of seizing the heirloom has already been staged among their brothers, but when the eldest prince comes back at this time, he obviously values ​​the Yuanwu League!

"Could it be that he still wants to replace my qualifications?"

Hachioji narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a cold light in his pupils.

"Also...the eldest prince presented to King Khan the saint of Xiye, the pearl on the prairie—Princess Zimeng! It is said that all the adults in the hall were fascinated at that time. King Khan was very happy and gave a big reward..."

"My big brother..."

The Eighth Prince was speechless, and at the same time felt even more dignified.

In the matter of competing for the crown prince, he cannot retreat, and there is also nowhere to retreat. After all, too many people have placed their honor and disgrace on him.

...

Wu country.

"The army is on the move!"

With the order, 10,000 military soldiers formed a square formation, shouting and shouting, and the momentum was quite strong.

Even though Wu Kingdom suffered disastrous defeats before, the confidence is still there. These 10,000 soldiers were selected from among the best soldiers in the country, with excellent qualities.

Not to mention, among these more than 10,000 elite soldiers, there is also a cavalry of more than a thousand people!

"Good! The soldiers are elite and the morale is strong!"

General Feilong patrolled around, set his sights on the cavalry battalion, and nodded in satisfaction: "With this strong army, no matter what happens, it is enough to protect the king!"

But he knew in his heart that facing the elite cavalry of the Yuan Kingdom, only the same cavalry had the strength to fight.

"Congratulations, General!"

Wu Wudao was beside him, with a smile on his face: "The monarch kisses the general, which shows trust!"

"The general of the defeated army, what's the use of talking about it?"

Feilong turned his eyes quietly, and looked in the direction of Xia Guo: "This time, Xia's royal family, as well as the Youshan Palace Master, may also be seen at the alliance meeting."

"Fang Yuan!"

As soon as this was mentioned, Wu Wudao's face was gloomy and full of hatred: "Since we want to deal with it, we must have a perfect strategy. Contacting the Yuan Kingdom is only one aspect, and the other is to spy on information. The so-called knowing yourself and the enemy..."

"Naturally!"

General Feilong nodded: "That person's Spirit Flower Spirit Grass Formation, I carefully considered it afterwards and sent someone to inquire about it. It is indeed very sharp, but it has a major shortcoming. It is more than defensive, but not aggressive! It's useless!"

Spiritualists have all sorts of strange abilities, and they obviously regarded Fang Yuan's supernatural power as some kind of specific spiritualist spells.

"very good!"

Wu Wudao narrowed his eyes: "This time the alliance, either do nothing, or if you do, it will be a thunderous blow, and we can't give you any more chances!"