Not many people left, some people left and some people stayed.

Whether these people in the field are regarded as prey or want to be hunters themselves, those who really have ideas are silent. Those who will not be able to keep their anger in front of everyone are essentially spoiled playboys, even if they are in charge now, they are still playboys.

When Cui Yang and the other two stood here, if they were smart, they would have to stay with shame even if they danced hard just now...

What can still be left in this situation is that it is not worth fearing to be an enemy in the future, and it is too shallow.

Tang Buqi did not despise them because he remembered himself.

The moment when a sword flying fairy stabbed Zhao Changhe in Wan Dongliu's restaurant, what was the difference between me and them... And Wan Dongliu, who was silent at that time, was the old foxes who stayed in the venue at this time.

All the parties involved were there, and it seemed that they all thought of these past events. The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

It’s obvious that time is not long, but there is always a sense of change. Everything has changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.

Wan Dongliu is still hidden deep, Zhao Changhe is still rebellious, and Tang Buqi is still a treasure.

"I'm going to talk to you later." Tang Buqi whispered and strode towards the door: "Please take your seat, two uncles..."

Cui Wenjing shook his head: "We won't be overwhelming the master... We are here just to see the corpse of this monk soldier and make some judgments."

Tang Buqi hurriedly said, "How can senior be considered a guest..."

Yang Jingxiu waved his hand: "You are the head coach, and of course we are the guest."

Tang Buqi: "..."

Who are you, who are you the coaches for these two?

These two people actually led soldiers... Cui Wenjing was fine. He didn't hold a position in the court, but was just an "outsider at home", and leading soldiers was also a matter of being the dragon back then. Yang Jingxiu was different. What is the Taiwei? That was the highest military commander. In theory, he was in charge of the national military! The reinforcements and food allocations he received a few days ago were signed by Yang Jingxiu, not Tang Wanzhuang.

Of course, Yang Jingxiu did not have actual military power at hand. At a time when the power of the court was weak and the families were already very separatist, let alone the Taiwei, the emperor's power was just that. What is really important is the family identity they represented and the top personal force.

But these two people were taking the autopsy at this moment, and Tang Buqi opened his mouth and said nothing nonsense after all.

Zhao Changhe asked: "What are you judging?"

Cui Wenjing said: "These Maitreya Buddhists lacked their practice and could not bear too much blessing. They could only be ordinary invulnerable to swords and guns. They could even break the strong ones with one blow, far from being able to Situ Xiao. And the sequelae afterwards were extremely serious. If I had made the right judgment, these thousand monk soldiers would have been deprived at this time."

Tang Buqi suddenly realized: "No wonder only 1,000 people were released. I was thinking before that if 10,000 people were released, the Luling soldiers would be wiped out, and I didn't even dare to respond. Now it seems that they are not out, but they are losing money, so it is impossible for them to change all of them..."

He also frowned as he said that.

If this kind of blessing state requires time to prepare, resulting in only one thousand changes, that is a good thing. But if it is to save losses, it is a blessing of one thousand, and if it is to instantly save all the losses, it is really troublesome.

Although the number of defeated soldiers and generals in Kuaiji cannot be carefully examined, the results of the previous battles can be counted. The remaining soldiers of Maitreya will definitely not exceed 20,000, and at least half of them are injured.

In addition, because he originally thought that the morale in the city was sluggish, Zhu Huan's more than 10,000 elite soldiers thought that they could easily defeat Kuaiji.

Now I know that there is no morale problem, but it is only a madman who is invulnerable to nearly 20,000.

It is said that this state can only last for one stick of incense, which is the duration of the fierce battle. It is impossible to deceive them into "activated" and run away and wait for them to become useless. The other party is not stupid, so this state can be cancelled. So you have to bear it, which is not easy to bear.

Cui Yang and the other two spoke without saying a word and continued to examine the monk soldiers. They came to take the autopsy specifically, obviously not just to figure out how to solve the problem of monk soldiers. What is really important is to gain a glimpse of the level of practice and characteristics of the gods and demons behind them from this energy.

After a moment, they nodded, with a serious expression: "Very strong."

Zhao Changhe sighed instead.

There is a saying that goes... as long as you show your blood bars.

I am afraid that it is difficult to see the other party's level from such corners. Once I say "unfathomable" or "unestimated" or something, my heart will be cold. I can say it with a serious expression that it is very strong, which actually means that the other party's strength does not exceed the understanding of the two, and it does not exceed the outline.

Then there is a fight!

"We have made some judgments..." Cui Wenjing thought for a while, but did not make a specific judgment in public, but said to Tang Buqi: "The monks will not have any preparation time, and you can get on your feet at any time, so you should not be lucky... But the good news is that this kind of means of acting on others will not be too many, and it should be difficult to change other things."

Yang Jingxiu said, "The other good news is that they should not be able to toss and do this kind of blessing without limit. The number of people cannot be endless, at least it cannot bless the whole city."

The judgment of the Heaven and Earth List was here, Tang Buqi also sighed and bowed, "I'll know what you're going to do."

Both of them left with a smile: "Okay, when will you take action? Wait for your military order."

Tang Buqi is under great pressure.

Is this battle really so dangerous? It would be fine if these two people were dispatched together, but they would also come for the autopsy in person...what about that aunt?

Tang Buqi finally asked Zhao Changhe in a low voice: "Hey, where is my aunt? Nothing happened, right?"

Zhao Changhe was helpless: "No, she is resting and resting. She has a strong sense of responsibility for evening makeup. She always feels that she is the main force and puts too much pressure on herself..."

Tang Buqi lowered his voice again: "Damn there are so many people here, can't you call her another word? Show your affection?"

Zhao Changhe: "...I'm used to it..."

"Forget it." Tang Buqi sighed: "Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived over you?"

"Actually, they all arrived, but these people are more tempered than the other, and they are unwilling to come to meet and have a meeting..." Zhao Changhe asked back: "If you want to send troops, when will you plan to?"

Tang Buqi asked: "Everyone of the Cao Gang and the Blood God Sect, the boats and cars are exhausted, do you have to rest or not?"

Xue Canghai said: "We didn't have time to move quickly, so there was nothing to need special rest."

Wan Dongliu smiled and said, "We came by boat, so we have enough rest."

Tang Buqi hesitated for a moment and asked Zhao Changhe again: "How long does it take for my aunt to rest?"

Zhao Changhe laughed: "It seems that Wanzhuang knows you quite well... Hearing what you mean, do you really want to send troops immediately?"

"We just suffered heavy losses and returned from our troops. According to common sense, we would not push back so quickly... But in fact, the composition of our troops did not actually affect..."

This kind of military and horse composition is not only the time of sending troops, but it is normal for each to fight. Similarly, the Blood God Sect and the Cao Gang don’t need to get along with others at all, just fight your own.

Tang Buqi said: "Maitreya has never been a man of many military intelligence. His previous wars were commanded by the generals under his command. Now that the famous generals have withered, he must have expected that we would come back suddenly and catch him off guard."

Zhao Changhe was extremely unaccustomed to Tang Buqi's current growth. In front of countless people in the hall, he kept his slutty words and didn't say it, but just said seriously: "I don't know more about military affairs than Maitreya, listen to you."

"Then..." Tang Buqi's eyes swept through the crowd in the scene and said word by word: "Everyone, we are the main attacker, please don't watch it... Leave a name in history, just today!"

On March 18, Zhu Huan, the prefect of Luling, just died in battle outside Kuaiji City in the early morning. Tang Buqi led his troops to take back the remaining troops.

Maitreya in the city had just let out a sigh and started a three-day retreat treatment. In the evening of that day, the overwhelming army came to Kuaiji again.

Although the main combat power is actually not large, the Tang family's Gusu team is only more than 10,000, and the Blood God Sect and Cao Gang are not even 10,000.

But outsiders don't know.

If all the gentry coalition forces were counted, there would be tens of thousands. A thick-skinned person could be called the "Eighty-Hundred Thousand Army". Looking around, the sun was covered by the sky, the dark clouds were overwhelming, surrounding Kuaiji.

The Buddha Dharma, who was temporarily in charge of defense, was stunned and all the tokens in his hand fell off.

I thought I had just won a game and didn't come again so soon, so I calmed down and went into seclusion for only an hour...

Can wars still fight like this? Is it just the hard trick you are playing in the early morning?

Fazhen quickly arranged the city defense and sent people to spread the orders from Maitreya in the secret realm. The order had just been released, and the sword light above it was like water, covering the setting sun.

Tang Wanzhuang.

Kuaiji was originally from Wu, and Tang Wanzhuang was not inferior to the Maitreya Cult, which had only been entrenched for a year. They had already quietly entered the city before the army arrived.

At this time, Maitreya was fatally misjudged and went to seclusion. It was because even the will of gods and Buddhas in the secret realm were no longer concerned about the city, which directly led to the group of people sneaking into the city silently and no one was alert at all. The monk soldiers guarding the city had no blessing at this moment. At this moment, Kuaiji was like an unguarded little girl.

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