Chapter 353 I Alone Can Defeat a Million Soldiers!
Xuanze City.
In a somewhat shabby courtyard.
Bai Weizhou sat on a stone bench, preparing tea sets.
On the stone table in front of him, there were three exquisite porcelain cups, which had long been moistened by tea.
After the heavy rain, the high temperature dropped a little, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air.
"Dong Dong Dong——" The courtyard door was knocked gently.
Bai Weizhou, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes, glanced at the spiritual spring that had just been boiled, and said softly: "Come in."
Three figures entered in a line.
The ones walking in front were either in the God Realm or the Dharma Ancestor.
Jiang Yuanchuan, God Realm, is the representative of the ten Jiang family God Realm.
Situ Lang, God Realm, the leader of Shushan Sword Sect, represents the five hidden forces of Daxia.
Fu Gang, Dharma Ancestor, the former high-ranking military leader of the Qi family, is now under the jurisdiction of Bai Weizhou, representing the more than 1.7 million Qi family troops.
These three people are also the three largest factions under Bai Weizhou.
As for the others who came here, their status is much smaller and they are not qualified to be on par with them.
"You came just in time, please sit down..."
Bai Weizhou stretched out his hand and pointed to the three stone benches in front of him, and then began to make tea himself.
The latter did as he said.
They did not pay attention to the order of seniority and sat down casually.
Then, no one spoke, but just watched Bai Weizhou put tea and brew it silently.
This atmosphere made Fu Gang a little confused.
When the two big brothers came, they were not so calm!
Didn't they agree to come to advise and ask Bai Weizhou to re-select the territories of the fifteen cities?
Now one by one, why don't they speak...
As someone who was forced to switch jobs, Fu Gang must have no confidence to speak, and could only worry.
"Hua——"
The boiling hot tea was poured out of the purple clay pot, and the aroma of spiritual spring and tea leaves immediately spread.
"The tea is not very good, I brought it from my hometown, but the spiritual spring is good stuff, given by my old friend, Sun Zhenyue, the president of the Mining Association..."
After putting down the purple clay teapot.
Bai Weizhou pushed the teacups in front of the three people one by one.
After making a gesture of invitation, he also picked up the cup in front of him and drank it slowly.
After closing his eyes and feeling it for a while, he finally spoke about the business.
"I know that you came here because of the fifteen cities..."
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Bai Weizhou's face was gentle.
After shaking his head, he changed the subject and talked about other things: "My original intention of entering the battlefield outside the domain was not to achieve success or become a king."
"The reason I came here was purely because I guessed that Xiaochen would come."
"And the military group headed by Ying Hongyin, I don't trust them, they may repeat the same mistakes."
"After all, I have studied the battle five hundred years ago in detail, and Ying Hongyin made too many mistakes. So, I entered the battlefield outside the domain in advance, spent more than half a year conducting research, drawing war maps, and went to many places to check out the spots."
Bai Weizhou has never mentioned these things to anyone.
Two years ago, when Lu Chen entered the Red Moon Secret Realm, he began to prepare.
Naturally, no one knows how much he paid.
"So, do you understand?"
Bai Weizhou smiled slightly and filled the tea for the three people in front of him again, "I came here for Xiaochen, and I want to do my best to clear some obstacles for him."
"And these fifteen cities were won by him, so naturally he will choose."
The voice fell.
He didn't say anything more.
The three people in front of him were either in the God Realm or ancestors. They had lived for so many years and naturally understood everything.
Especially Jiang Yuanchuan and Situ Lang.
After they knew Bai Weizhou's attitude, they didn't plan to raise any more opinions.
Fu Gang was different. He was originally just a senior member of the Qi Family Group Army and had a limited understanding of Lu Chen.
He understood it at this moment, but didn't understand it.
After all, it was related to his own life and property, and it was closely related to the more than 1.7 million comrades.
He thought about it, and still gritted his teeth and said: "Commander, you must know the location of 'Mohe City'."
"If we really use that place as a base..."
"It's equivalent to fighting against Youdu Territory alone. The risk is too great!"
Anyway, since I've spoken, I won't hide it.
Extraterritorial battlefield (non-sloppy version~)
He raised his hand and threw out the sand table of the extraterritorial battlefield, pointing to the direction of ‘Mohe City’ and continued: “The original strategy was that the major military departments of Daxia would attack the Demon Realm together and eat it away step by step.”
“After all, there are several restricted areas blocking it, and the battle line is extremely favorable to us!”
“And ‘Mohe City’ is the only place that needs to be defended, because it is a natural barrier that alone blocks the army of Youdu Domain!”
“In order to defend ‘Mohe City’, the winner deployed two million soldiers, and one-third of the elite troops are there.”
“If they leave, how can we defend it?”
After listening to him, Jiang Yuanchuan and Situ Lang also put down the teacups in their hands and looked at Bai Weizhou.
Their current identities are deeply bound to the ‘King of Lincang’ camp.
Prosperity and loss are all together.
No one dared to accept if they wanted to change jobs again.
Especially the ten gods of the Jiang family, who were personally fed by Lu Chen, naturally only followed Bai Weizhou’s lead.
But now that he was about to go to ‘Mohe City’, he felt uncertain.
He urgently needed a reassurance.
“Defend?”
Bai Weizhou shook his head and smiled, then drank the half cup of tea in his hand.
Then he stood up and walked to the sand table, "Why do we have to defend it?"
He turned his head.
Looking at the three people who were dumbfounded.
With a gleam in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and pressed on the territory of Youdu Domain, "Wouldn't it be good to conquer the entire Youdu Domain?"
If someone else said this, it would only be regarded as nonsense.
But he,
is the King of Lincang in Daxia.
Bai Weizhou said again: "We have five million soldiers in our hands, don't we dare to fight?"
It means...
The other armies of Daxia will work together to solve the Demon Domain.
And we have to conquer Youdu Domain alone?
Are you kidding me?
Fu Gang stared and asked hesitantly: "The Qi family has 1.7 million people, plus the five hidden forces and the Jiang family, a total of only 4 million people. Do we need to recruit soldiers?"
"No."
"I alone can defeat a million soldiers."
Bai Weizhou laughed loudly, and the expression on his face seemed to have its own light effect, "This is what Ying Hongyin said!"
...
In a mysterious space.
As if there is no concept of time, it is gray everywhere.
In the central area, there are several towering thrones, magnificent and strange, with strange patterns carved on them.
Suddenly, two figures descended.
From virtual to real, slowly condensed into a solid entity.
On the two thrones, one is black, like an abyss; and the other is like a coffin, half closed and half open.
After the two unclear figures appeared, they did not greet each other and started a brief conversation.
"The defense line of Area 27 of 'Mirage Xuanze' can be held for half a year, but too much of our Demon Realm's territory has been eroded."
"Within three months, the Youdu army will break through 'Mohe City' and penetrate into the Yanhuang territory from the side."
"Three months? The elite of the winners are gone. Can't Youdu break through the scattered soldiers of Baiweizhou?"
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The figure on the coffin throne gradually became blurred, "Don't forget, if Youdu doesn't intervene, the Demon Realm will lose."