Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Chapter 154 Han Zijing

The heralds came in and out frequently on the tower, turning a blind eye to everything except conveying the military orders in the tower, while the man sitting on the tower coordinating the whole army focused his eyes on the ever-changing map of the military situation.

Occasionally he would cough twice, and someone would immediately offer water mixed with honey.

The reason for coughing, actually is not some occasional cold, just because he is no longer young.

But many years ago.

He has already lost everything, so why does he care if he is not young?

The old man on crutches walked into the tower.

The guards guarding here suddenly became alert and were about to draw their swords.

But the man raised his hand.

Press down gently.

No need for extra words, just such a movement, the guards put their knives into their sheaths one after another, followed the unquestionable order and prohibition, without asking a reason, returned to their original positions in silence, and continued to guard the safety of the man.

The man in command of the entire army rarely took his eyes off the military map.

The man named Han Zijing looked at the old man on crutches who came before him, and said in a deep voice: "High Priest, it's hard work for you to travel thousands of miles from the desert to this Hanwu country, and now you see me here with your own eyes." , it’s not a scam to drag you into the desert in my name, you should be satisfied, right?”

The old man on crutches has a very high status in the desert.

Only under the Desert King.

Even because he is nominally acting on behalf of the will of the Changshengtian in the human world, he does not need to be under the jurisdiction of the King of the Desert unless he encounters major events involving the life and death of the desert.

Leaning on crutches, the high priest looked at the Bingkui who was the most powerful soldier in the world, pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "Han Bingkui, do you know? I'm thinking right now, if I take off your head Give it to Dayan, how much food can I get in the desert?"

Facing the threat that was so close at hand, Han Zijing was unmoved, without even twitching his eyelids: "How much food can I get? Before seeing whether the wise and mighty Emperor Dayan was in a good or bad mood at that time, I'm afraid the big The priest must first consider how to remove my head."

When the armies are facing each other, the way of using soldiers is not as good as the leader of the soldiers, so they want to put all their eggs in one basket and kill the leader of the soldiers among the three armies.

It's not that no one has ever had such an idea.

After all, although Han Zijing is as famous as the leader of the army, but he is the best in the world in the way of using soldiers, which has nothing to do with his own cultivation base. combat power.

For example, General Chen of Dayan tried it.

Relying on the power of energy and blood as fierce as a tiger, even Daoist Daoist Daoist has been cut before the formation, and he is extremely ferocious.

But to this day, even though Han Zijing's country has been ruined and his family is ruined, and he is so devastated by the years that he will cough when passing a military order, his head is still hanging on his neck in good condition.

No one picked it off and played it as a ball, or dedicated it to some emperor in exchange for rewards.

The High Priest, whose shamanism practice has touched the fourth rank, clearly felt that the personal Cultivation Base of this soldier leader is only the sixth rank of a martial artist. Of course he can be regarded as a strong one on one side, but in the overall situation of fighting for the world However, it is far from being able to shake the overall situation with one's own power.

but.

Han Zijing, who is sitting here and coordinating the whole army, is not alone in the perception of the high priest.

It's like facing an entire army.

This is not a false statement, it is used to describe how Bingkui mobilizes the army with ease.

Rather, in the perception of the high priest Wu Dao's fourth rank, Han Zijing's aura is connected with the force of the army he is in charge of.

Even if he is sitting alone in this tower, there is still a whole army supporting his body.

This is the Cultivation Technique that has been practiced to control the force.

Although the Cultivation Technique related to military power is rare, and the conditions for its cultivation are extremely harsh, it is not without it.

At least as far as the high priest knew, there was another one in front of him.

"Controlling the force for your own use, this Cultivation Technique is really suitable for the generals who lead the army, but remind Han Bingkui, the general you are going to face this time, General Zhechong Xu Shiwei, is also said to be able to control the force Cultivation Technique."

"Furthermore, this General Xu is not only capable of commanding troops, but also has a very high cultivation talent, which is the fourth rank of a warrior."

"They all have military strength. Even if Han Bingkui's military skill is better than his, is it possible to block the gap between the fourth rank and the sixth rank?"

Han Zijing nodded slightly: "Although the high priest was not the first to remind me, thank you anyway... Oh, Da Yan's outstanding talents are really enviable."

"Three great generals are not enough. Only after so many years have passed, there has been such an astonishingly talented general."

"Compared to Martial Dao, I can't compare to him, so let's see how much he is worse than me."

Although there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Bing Kui's gaze had already landed on a key marked spot in the battle map.

There is the residence of Xu Shiwei, the leader of the Great Yan who conquered the Hanwu Kingdom.

"This net has been compiled for so long, it's time to close it..."

The latest military order came out of the tower.

The high priest came here only to confirm whether the leader of the army is really in Hanwu country. Now that everyone has seen it, it is a waste of time for him to stay here. After all, even if Damo sends troops to respond to Han Zijing's transfer in Hanwu It is far from the right time to raise the troops.

It is still unknown how the battle of revenge for Bing Kui, who came out again after many years, will drag Dayan down.

Standing on the shore and reaping some benefits is one thing.

But if the water is still muddy and you want to jump in to reap greater benefits, the risks you have to bear are another matter.

"Is the high priest leaving now? If you don't look at Dayan's front, is it breaking?"

"No need, I believe Han Bingkui..."

The high priest went down the city wall without looking back.

Leaning on crutches, he walked across the battlefield where flying sand and stones were splashed with blood, but no knife or drop of blood would fall on him.

Crutches lit the ground.

Once, twice, three times...

After several times, the figure of the old man on crutches has disappeared, only blood and iron are hard to distinguish from each other under the burning of the flames of war. People are like wheat waiting to be harvested in the field, falling down one after another...

Not in the future.

Dayan's first report of the defeated army in Hanwu Kingdom was sent back to Yujing City.

General Zhechong was defeated.

Sixty thousand soldiers were lost, three cities were abandoned, and the army was withdrawn for 470 miles.

Before this, the 700,000 troops sent to conquer the Hanwu Kingdom lost less than 30,000 in total.

This defeat alone doubled the loss of troops.

But no one thinks that this is a problem with General Zhechong's ability to command the troops. At most, there are only sporadic voices accusing him of being greedy for meritorious deeds, because the chief general of the Uzbekistan has already shown his integrity.

The leader of the army, Han Zijing.

When the report of the defeated battle was sent back to Yujing City, the desert people who challenged Dayan Qianlong everywhere also waited for the people of Dayan court to come to their door.

This means that the desert people have taken the initiative.

But when he saw who was visiting on behalf of Dayan's court, the elder brother who was in charge before the teacher's arrival had a solemn expression and couldn't be happy at all.

"I don't know if it's Mr. Zhang who came to the door, but it's really disappointing."