Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

"According to my humble opinion, your majesty, it is best for you to go to the quicksand first."

The deputy general raised his arms in response, and saluted towards the Haul River: "After all, since Qianping dispatched troops, our army has been retreating steadily. For more than half a year, we haven't won a single victory."

"At present, all the soldiers in the army are sluggish, and a great victory is urgently needed to revive their morale, and your majesty, your foundation in the court is still weak, and you also need the help of this military exploit to deter the court."

"That's why, I think, Your Majesty, you should go to the quicksand first—no matter what the turmoil in Moon City is, we must first secure the victory we have seen."

"Well...you listen to what you said, and it makes some sense." Hauljiang, who was obviously moved by someone's words, closed his eyes after hearing this, and frowned slightly after hesitating, "But in this way—— "

"What about my father?"

"Leave it alone, don't worry about it, just pretend you didn't receive the news." The deputy general said firmly.

"No matter?" Hawulejiang raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"Yes, I don't care." The deputy general nodded, and then scratched his fingers, patiently explaining the twists and turns to his king, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, right now is the best way to get rid of the power left by the Supreme King. Opportunity, if you can use it properly, after this battle, you will no longer be held back by King Youdulu and others."

"Your Majesty, you think, if the Supreme King is really captured by Qianping's people, then what they want must be to let you release those Qianping soldiers who are trapped in the quicksand, or to agree with you to cease fighting. .”

"At that time, you only need to think of ways to provoke them. Under the rush of anger, they will have a great probability of killing the Supreme King to vent their anger-of course, even if they don't want to kill, we can also send people to do it secretly Get rid of the Supreme King—in this way, you can logically pull the spearhead on the Qianping people, and order Youdulu King and others to send troops to attack Qianping, and 'revenge' for the Supreme King."

"This battle, if they win, it will consume the soldiers and horses under the command of his right Dulu King, and the expansion will be your land, the king; but if they lose, hehe—" At this point, then The lieutenant grinned coldly, "How can a defeated general have the face to return to the court?"

"At that time, you can just use this excuse to kill them neatly."

"That's the reason, but you only said that my father was captured by the Qianping people." Hauljiang frowned slightly uncomfortable, "Then what if, my father It was not captured by Qian Ping, but was secretly hidden by King Youdulu and the others?"

"What should I do?"

"If the Supreme King was hidden by Youdulu King and others, then this matter would be easier." The deputy general clapped his hands, "He Youdulu King is just a prince with a different surname, but now he dares to hide the Taishang privately." Wang, by acting like this, isn't he implying the intention of treason?"

"Those who seek rebellion, according to the laws of our dynasty, should show their heads to the public. Therefore, Your Majesty, if the Youdulu King really has the courage to hide the whereabouts of the Supreme King, you have a reason to directly take the military power of his subordinates and demand It's his life."

The deputy general took a meaningful look at Hauljiang after he finished speaking, and the latter pretended to ponder for a while, then quickly waved his hands and clapped the board: "Okay! If that's the case, then the king will go to this place of quicksand first." !"

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The group of people in Qianping were indeed trapped by quicksand!
Hauljiang, who straddled the horse and saw the figures of the soldiers in the quicksand from a distance, was overjoyed, and immediately clamped the horse's belly with all his strength.

The horse was in pain, neighing and throwing off its four hooves, the young man saw the shadows that became more and more clear in his eyes, and his heart beat like a drum for a moment.

——When he led the [-] soldiers out of the camp earlier, he still had hesitation in his heart, worrying that all of this was just a trap carefully set by those cunning Ganping people, but now it seems...

Heh, the invincible Mu family army in the legend is nothing more than that!
Hawulejiang was so slanderous, he triumphantly raised his whip and urged his horse, and led the remaining [-] Western merchant soldiers under his command, and quickly rushed towards the "enemies" who were trapped in quicksand and couldn't move. "Run away.

But he was too impatient, and for a moment he failed to notice the sudden tremor when the horse landed.

The ghostly spirit in the Lost Formation had already disturbed his five senses, and the overly strong desire to win made him subconsciously ignore all kinds of discomfort conveyed to him by instinct.

So when he finally found out that no matter what he could not reach the "land of quicksand" in his eyes, the quicksand had already covered the limbs of the horse and climbed up to his ankles. Seeing this, Hauljiang was in a hurry Gritting his teeth, he abandoned his war horse, staggered and fell to the ground.

The unnaturally cool fine sand under the sun blinked into his shoeholes, twisting like vines as if trying to swallow his feet.

He looked down at the flowing sand and swallowed silently, then bent his knees deftly, crawling to move out of the quicksand.

The yellow sand slipped through his fingers and slipped into his cuffs, bringing a chill down the spine, Hauljiang bit the bullet and slowly wriggled forward, and the breeze occasionally brought a piece of invisible There is blood everywhere, and he can sometimes come across the remains of predecessors covered by fine sand under the loess.

Damn, have so many people died in this place?
Once again, the young man accidentally bumped into a bone and cursed in a low voice, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment while scratching the yellow sand with his hands.

When he climbed to infinity and was on the verge of exhaustion, he finally saw the flag waving in front of him.

He thought that he would be able to use the strength of the flagpole to get out of the sea of ​​misery immediately, but before his fingertips could touch the wooden flagpole, a three-foot green blade that was shining with snow suddenly touched his neck.

The sharp blade rubbed against his skin and stuck to his blood vessels. The coldness on the sword was even worse than the coolness in the sand, and instantly aroused the chills all over his body.

Hawulejiang followed the blade of the sword and looked up numbly, and in the backlight, the little girl in black clothes curled her lips and smiled wildly.

"Hey, isn't this the new king of the Western Merchants who has always been invincible? Why is he doing so miserably today—" Mu Da Guoshi, who held a sword in one hand, all joked sarcastically, and then lowered his eyes to stare at the young man's relaxed look After looking at it seriously for a while, after a long time, he suddenly became enlightened.

"Oh, by the way, look at my brain." The little girl raised her hand and slapped her forehead pretending to be annoyed, before turning her voice slowly, "It's not the first time our king Shangyuan has been in such a mess. At the time of Lemara, that appearance also deserves the word 'worry', doesn't it?"

"But that time was better than this time, at least you didn't get covered in yellow sand—" Master Mu raised the corners of his eyes in a strange way, "Look at your dirty face—"

"Those who don't know, thought you were just dug out of the sand."

"Tsk tsk—you said that you are a good king of a country, why don't you think about driving into that quicksand pile?"

"I have never heard of such a strange custom in your country before."

Laugh to death.