His words immediately caused a commotion, and his disciples' eyes were immediately filled with admiration and fear when they looked at Xu Haifeng.

Grandmaster, what a loud and pleasant noun, how could a martial artist not know the meaning and weight of the noun?

The Kuaishou Sect, the No. 1 Sword Sect in Cangzhou City, northern China, has always been the pride in their hearts. In the world, when it comes to Kuaishou Sect, it is a famous golden sign.

However, when this golden sign meets the Grandmaster, it is even three points more fragile than the paper-paste.

"Master Lu really has good eyesight." Xu Haifeng smiled calmly.

Lu Yangming's expression changed a few times, and he finally calmed down. He forced a smile and bowed and said, "I don't know if General Xu came in person. I hope he can forgive him."

Xu Haifeng waved his hand gently and said, "You don't have to be polite by Master Lu." His eyes swept the carriage behind Lu Yangming, and he immediately understood and asked, "Even Kuaijianmen wants to abandon his former residence. Have your family moved?"

Lu Yangming's face quickly dimmed. He opened his mouth, as if he had thousands of words, but in the end he only said four words: "It's a last resort."

Yes, it is these four words that have caused many people to leave their hometowns and embark on that vast and ignorant road.

Xu Haifeng felt a little throbbing in his heart. Although the Cheng family was the culprit of the Huns being able to successfully capture the capital, he and Jiang Kongming could not escape the blame.

Is it worth it to drag the entire country into a turbulent upheaval for one's own selfish desires?

He shook his head vigorously, as if he was about to throw this terrible idea out.

Due to Tang Rouer's relationship, he and His Royal Highness had already vowed to be incompatible. Although they were very harmonious on the surface, they all knew that there was an unfathomable trench between the monarch and his subjects. If Liu Zhengqi ascended the throne and became emperor, then this tremendous hatred would be enough to make him do anything.

Even for self-protection, for his family, his ethnic group, or for his own expanding ambition, he still wants to resist and resist. A break with the Liu family is inevitable.

However, the cost of doing so is a little too high.

Xu Haifeng's expression quickly returned to normal, and the short loss of composure just now seemed to be just a slight illusion.

"Whenever there is a war in the northern border, our Kuaijianmen will organize their children to go to support us. We have already formed a deep feud with the Xiongnu martial arts world, and I have no other choice. Now that the capital is falling, the north is in danger, I can only…"

Speaking of this, Lu Yangming was a little choked and couldn't say it for a moment. The disciples behind him were also full of sadness, and some of them clenched their fists. If it weren't for the elders' presence, they would have yelled and turned around and tried their best to find the Huns.

Xu Haifeng suddenly had the urge to sneer and scold him. Although the old man in front of him was full of mourning, he was not sad at all. His words were not so much like to sigh at the world, but to win his sympathy.

However, what made him feel relieved was that the men behind him were not artificial, but sincere anger and unwillingness. They were the real passionate men.

Xu Haifeng's eyes moved to Lu Yangming's body, with a little deepness, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yangming felt a little scared when he saw him. He pulled his stiff face, but he couldn't laugh no matter what.

"I wonder where senior?" Xu Haifeng asked intentionally and unintentionally.

Lu Yangming hesitated for a moment and replied truthfully: "Southern."

"Although the south is peaceful, it is a little bit peaceful. If Master Lu is interested, why should he go to Wolong City with Xu?" Xu Haifeng said loudly.

Lu Yangming's eyes lit up. Although Zhang Yifei was his apprentice, for him, how could a dead apprentice compare to his future and wealth? If he could climb up to General Xu, the commander of the Black Flag Army, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. However, he immediately thought that the Caesars' army was also eyeing the Western Front, and Wolong City was also dangerous.

Seeing him hesitating, Xu Haifeng snorted secretly and said loudly: "Will Master Lu really have no courage to seek wealth and honor in danger?"

His voice was extremely high. Not only did Lu Yangming hear it clearly, but his disciples also heard it clearly, which caused a stir.

Lu Yangming took a long breath and was about to speak when he heard the sound of Xu Haifeng worms coming from his ears: "If you are willing to come, the martial arts chief instructor of the Black Flag Army will be yours."

Lu Yangming's expression moved, and he clenched his teeth tightly, turned around and shouted loudly to the disciples: "The Huns are powerful, and we will move our family together. It is a forced one. Just live a life of silence, which is not a man's job. Now Commander Xu does not care about his past grudges and allows us to serve the army. I will give up this body and serve the country. If you have sex, you will go west. If you are timid and wince, please let me take it as if there is no such a bastard in this sect."

The disciples bowed at the same time and shouted: "I wish to go west with the sect leader."

Xu Haifeng was slightly lost in his mind, even with his calmness, he was still stunned.

What an old fox, an old fox that looks like an old fox than Tong Yixun.

On the Western Front, Abu Soren wore a brocade robe. Even if he stayed in the military camp, he maintained his usual independent special charity.

"Your Highness, we have been here for five days." A young and powerful voice echoed heavily in the coach camp.

Abu Soren put down the glass in his hand, and he responded casually and asked, "Atuso, is the spy's news confirmed?"

"Yes, it has been confirmed. Xiang Ming and Xu Haifeng are not in Wolong City at this time, which is a great opportunity for us to attack."

The person who spoke was a young man, very handsome, but a man of a completely different type from Abu Soren. His body was full of masculinity. As he had just come down from the fight field in the army, his naked upper body, a layer of bronze skin, vaguely exuded a metallic luster under the refraction of sunlight and sweat.

It is like a cheetah that chooses people to eat, his body is full of strength and strong domineeringness.

"Wolong City? Isn't there a Black Flag Army stationed there?" Abu Soren asked in surprise. The lustfulness on his charming face made Attuso's breathing stagnate in an instant, and his aggressive momentum suddenly weakened three points.

"I am leading the heroic Second Legion of Caesar, and we will never be afraid of the Han army." Artuso promised loudly.

Turning his face, Absolun smiled, and he asked softly: "You are the bravest and warlike generals of Caesar's younger generation. Of course, you have also heard of the Black Flag Army's achievements. How do you think their combat effectiveness?"

A red light appeared on Artuso's handsome face. Fortunately, he had just passed the intense movement and could not see it: "If the rumors are true, then we are indeed not their opponents in terms of military quality. But how could there be such an army in the world?"

"Shh..." Absolun raised his index finger, made a gesture of silence, and asked, "So what about the Holy Knights in the Temple?"

Artuso's face turned redder, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or excitement, so he whispered: "I admit that the Holy Knights are indeed the number one legion in the world, but their number is too small. If we meet my Second Legion, we will definitely be the ones who will live in the end."

“How many people?”

"What?" Attuso was at a loss for the second prince's stupid words.

"Oh... I'm asking how many people you have to sacrifice to achieve the final victory." Abu Soren sighed and muttered, "What a big stupid cow. If Atuso heard it, he would probably leave immediately."

"Twenty thousand... no, more than 30,000 people." Artuso hesitated for a moment and finally replied.

"Wow..." Absolun opened his arms exaggeratedly and exclaimed: "Thirty thousand people, you must know that the Holy Knights have never had more than five thousand people."

Seeing Artuso's red face, he softened his voice, and a feminine and moving voice sounded in the room: "The combat power of the Black Flag Army may not be weaker than that of the Holy Knights."

Artuso shook his head vigorously and said, "It is impossible. The temple took hundreds of years of hard work to form the Holy Knights. It is impossible for the second team in the world to have such a team."

Absolun whistled loudly and smiled, "I knew you didn't believe it, but this inference was not what I came up with, it was said by Master Auburn and the Grand Duke of Abelma."

Artuso's eyes suddenly widened, and it was obvious that the answer was beyond his expectations. He stared at the second prince's face tightly until he nodded heavily and firmly before he hesitantly retracting his gaze.

"What should we do?" Artuso no longer showed off his strength, but asked.

"Do nothing, just wait here. Anyway, our allies have already moved first. Besides, the order of the Grand Duke is just to push us forward a hundred miles, and I have done it." Absolun picked up his wine glass again, snuggled into the comfortable recliner, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

In the south, a continuous line of troops are trekking on the road.

"How far is there?" Liu Zhengting looked back from time to time.

"Your Highness, you will be able to reach the south soon. As long as you arrive, you will be safe." A pair of turbid eyes were embedded in a flat wrinkled old face, and they got close to him and smiled at him.

Liu Zhengting moved his head away in disgust and said angrily: "Mr. Dong, you say that every time, but why haven't you arrived yet?"

Mr. Dong shook his head and sighed: "Because the marching speed is too slow, it delays the time."

"Speed? That's not easy. I'll send an order to let these lazy people run for me, the faster the better." Liu Zhengting shouted sternly.

"Your Highness, the soldiers are already very tired. If you marching urgently at this time, you will probably not be able to bear it." Wang Honghan quickly persuaded him.

"I can't bear it? If anyone can't bear it, let them wait for death here." Liu Zhengting roared loudly, his voice shrill, as if the wild beast at the end of the road made the final cry.

Facing the furious Your Highness, Wang Honghan sighed heavily, turned his head to look at Liu Zhengmin, who had no words, and gave up his desire to continue persuasion.

Under the urging of the superiors, the entire team began another round of high-speed advancement. Although all the soldiers were deeply dissatisfied with this, none of them showed it, but they just kept up with the large army silently, because they were all the pride of the Han Empire and the real elite of the Han Empire.

The two deputy commanders looked at each other and saw the helplessness and concern in each other's eyes. Is their choice really the right one?

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