Longwu War Emperor

Chapter 170 Soldiers, tricks!
"Why are they all wearing masks?"

Looking at the Heishi army wearing Shura masks, the Mohe army looked suspicious, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the Jiangtian gourd.

On the mountain, the two camps were talking one after another, testing and suppressing each other.

"Patriarch Murong, why do you suddenly have so many gray hairs?"

"Family affairs are important, and personal health cannot be ignored. You must not exhaust yourself for the sake of the family."

Zhou Mulong said hypocritically to the tired Murong Qi.

The Murong family was forcibly deprived of the mining rights of the Xiabei mining area because they did not stand in line when they "crossed the fire" last time.

Afterwards, Liu Hucheng took advantage of the power in his hands and tried his best to attack the Murong family. Now the Murong family is really in turmoil, and the situation is going from bad to worse.

All these burdens were placed on Murong Qi. He was indeed exhausted and exhausted. In just over two months, he had aged many years.

Although bitter in his heart, how could Murong Qi let Zhou Murong push his nose on his face, and said coldly: "This Murong Qi knows what's in his heart, so don't bother Patriarch Zhou."

"Hehe, that's the best. I just want to say something more because Patriarch Murong's temples are covered with frost."

Zhou Mulong had a fake smile on his face, not to mention how happy he was.

Song Qingfeng was afraid that Murong Qi wouldn't be too angry, so he said, "Brother Zhou, since someone bites Lu Dongbin like a dog and doesn't know the heart, why do you put your hot face on your cold ass?"

Liu Hucheng suppressed the Murong family, and most of the extra benefits were shared by the two of them. They can be said to be proud of themselves now.

Every time I saw Murong Qi's downcast appearance, I felt a sense of superiority spontaneously, and I felt uncomfortable if I didn't show off a few times.

"Humph!"

Murong Qi was inferior to others, so he could only turn his head away with a dark face, so as not to be humiliated by the two of them.

"I don't know what to lift!"

Seeing this, Liu Hucheng sneered.

Murong Qi's "ignorance of flattery" has already made him harbor a grudge, and once Liu Geng wins the post of lieutenant general, he will use all means to drive the Murong family out of Ximan City.

"General, everyone..."

The eunuch Wang Gonggong narrowed his eyes and looked at the Black Stone Army, seeing that there was nothing worth noticing, he looked at Lu Mingda, Liu Hucheng, Mo Xijun and others with a dark smile on his face.

"Seeing that a good show is about to be staged, how about letting the slave family sit in the manor for everyone to win the lottery?"

"Want to win a lottery, okay!"

Lu Mingda looked at Jiang Tian with erratic eyes, and replied absentmindedly.

Although he has been pretending to be deaf and dumb all these years, he has a clear understanding of the disputes of the Moyun royal family, and knows that Queen Liu's plot is far more than a simple struggle for power and favor.

The success or failure of this battle is likely to be related to the rise and fall of the entire Moyun Kingdom.

"There have long been rumors in the royal capital that the eldest prince Jiang Ri has nothing in common with the king. I'm afraid he is not a dragon. Is Moyun's royal power that has been passed down for thousands of years really going to be left behind?"

Looking at Jiang Tian, ​​Lu Mingda's eyes became more worried. Looking at Queen Liu's posture, is it possible for the Black Stone Army to win?
I'm afraid that in a few years, Moyun's royal power will be replaced by a change of caste and surname, right?
He said dumbly: "My lord, I am happy to bet on the small bet. I will bet three first-level spirit cores and bet on the victory of the Blackstone army."

Wang Gonggong asked to bet by name, he couldn't show weakness, but knowing that he would lose, how could he make another big bet and give away money for nothing?

"It seems that the general doesn't have enough confidence in His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince."

The prince said angrily, "My family thinks that the Mohe army will win, if it's not for sitting in the manor, I have to buy dozens of dollars for the Mohe army to win."

"Humph!"

Even though Lu Mingda has been hiding his powers and biding his time for many years, his temper has become much milder, and he couldn't help but turn black when he was slapped in the face in such a public way.

"Palace Master Mo, I didn't enjoy myself last time, why don't we bet five yuan on the first-order spirit core this time?"

At this time, Liu Hucheng said to Mo Xijun with a smile on his face.

"Okay."

Mo Xijun immediately nodded readily.

Although the Mohe army is strong and the Blackstone army is not likely to win, since Liu Hucheng has come to him, how can she show weakness.

"Since everyone is betting, let me join in the fun..."

Zhou Mulong hypocritically said: "But it's not very interesting to bet on the outcome. I bet five yuan that the Mohe Army will win a big victory..."

"Anyone bet against me?"

"Bet five yuan and the Mohe army won a big victory?"

When Mo Xijun and the others heard this, their faces sank.

According to the practice of fighting for the battle flag, the battle situation is divided into several situations: a draw, a small victory, a big victory, and a big victory.

A big victory means that a certain party pulls out all the opponent's battle flags, and the odds are as high as ten times.

If you win a big five yuan bet, you will pay 50 yuan if you lose. For those present, it is definitely a huge fortune.

Jiang Tian's camp was all silent. Who would bet on such a high-risk bet for a moment of enthusiasm?

Looking at Jiang Tian's calm and composed appearance from a distance, Lin Zipeng suddenly raised his face and said to Zhou Mulong: "Patriarch Zhou, Lin is betting with you!"

Although the Blackstone Army faced a huge loss, he never believed that Jiang Tianhui couldn't even defend a mountain, so how could Zhou Mulong be so clamorous?

"The time has come, let's begin!"

After everyone had placed their bets, Eunuch Wang stood up and gave orders to the two troops below while pinching his throat.

With Lu Mingda here, he, a eunuch, actually gave orders on such an important occasion, which shows how arrogant Queen Liu is.

"Boom!"

Neither Liu Geng nor Jiang Tian answered, and at the same time commanded the troops to drive towards the ancient battle formation.

"call!"

When they came to the ancient battle formation map, everyone felt a gust of wind blowing by, and they were already in a desolate ancient battlefield.

In the eyes of outsiders, they were all shrouded in a cyan brilliance, standing on the ancient battle map like clay sculptures.

Above them, there is a huge light and shadow, which is exactly what they are in the phantom array.

The ancient battlefield of the phantom array is about ten miles in radius, in the shape of a regular rhombus, and its border is shrouded in white mist.

In the middle of the battlefield, there is a vast plain, with fifteen peaks at each end of the plain.

The peaks on each side are regularly distributed and divided into five rows.

There are five seats in the first row, four seats in the second row, three seats in the third row, two seats in the fourth row, and one seat in the fifth row, with even spacing.

These peaks are exactly where the two sides planted their battle flags, and the battle between the two sides revolves around thirty peaks.

According to the terminology of the military, the mountain in the middle of the front row is called the Zhongying, and the mountain in the back row is called the headquarters. The troops are usually arranged around the two as the core.

"General, how to allocate troops?"

When he came to the bottom of Zhongying Mountain, Situ suddenly asked Jiang Tiandao.

"Not in a hurry."

Jiang Tian shook his head and raised his eyes to look under the opponent's camp.

At this moment, the Mohe army was also standing under the middle battalion, ready to allocate troops.

Liu Geng stood with his head held high in front of the army formation, and also looked towards Jiang Tian.

The two looked at each other for a few moments, Liu Geng suddenly smiled, and said to Jiang Tian: "Your Highness and the Black Stone Army have been so discredited, does your Highness hate Liu Geng deeply?"

"Soldiers who, deception also."

The original anger had long dissipated, and Jiang Tian said lightly: "As long as you can lead the troops to victory as a general, why does this palace hate you?"

"It's good not to hate."

Liu Geng showed an inscrutable smile, and shouted to the Black Stone Army: "Long Yun, Liu Rongrong, Xue Guang, Lu Fengyun, Murong Shuo, Li Shiming, why don't you return to the camp soon?"

(End of this chapter)