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Chapter three hundred and thirty second division

"Prepare for war!"

Even though Yang Fanhai had already known the order of Gongsun Xuanyuan, his heart still couldn't help but beat violently, and Rio Tinto was even more shocked and said in a lost voice: "Master, isn't it too impulsive to do this? Think twice!"

Gongsun Xuanyuan shook his head: "I'm not impulsive. I don't want you to declare war on your own initiative, but to prepare for battle. A month later, Chi You will take the stage in Wudu and declare war on me in China."

"This..." Rio Tinto was even more surprised and looked at Gongsun Xuanyuan and asked, "How does the king know?"

"This is not important, just remember this is the order!" Gongsun Xuanyuan said in a deep voice: "Go to your secret room and discuss how to fight this battle!"

Then he ordered the guards around Rio Tinto: "You go and invite Achimatsuko, Ji Bo and Yinglong to come here, go quickly!"

"As for the order!" Several guards took the order away, and Rio Tinto hurriedly led Gongsun Xuanyuan and Yang Fanhai to the secret room.

The so-called secret room is extremely simple. It is just a stone house for discussion. There is only a stone table inside, not even a stool. A map is hung on one wall, which is the entire southern border.

"Change the map." Gongsun Xuanyuan said as soon as he came in: "This war is no longer just the Nanying Front, but the entire China Shenzhou will follow."

Rio Tinto nodded and hurriedly replaced the map of the entire China Shenzhou. It was as clear as the one that Gongsun Xuanyuan had taken out in the past, the mountains, rivers, and even the places where the enemy and our troops were stationed.

At this time, I heard footsteps coming from the door, and then I heard someone outside the door shouting: "My Message Chi Songzi, Ji Bo, Yinglong, please see you."

"Come in!"

After receiving the order from Gongsun Xuanyuan, he saw the three of them walking in.

Currently, there is a person with black hair, holding a whisk, wearing a moral outfit, and a fairy-like appearance. Yang Fanhai could feel that the water vapor fluctuations and fluctuations on this person's body were fluctuating. It was thought that it was the Chi Songzi that Gongsun Xuanyuan had once mentioned to him.

There was a person behind him, with a big face as big as a basin, nostrils facing the sky, and his hair was disheveled. It was different from the fairy style of Chi Songzi, and it was quite ugly, but his breath was strong and he could hear the surging wind while walking. Needless to say, he should be the Ji Bo who is good at controlling the wind.

When Yang Fanhai saw the last person, he was shocked. Although this person had a human body, he had a dragon head, or similar to a dragon head. His horns were sharp, like a dragon, but they were different from a dragon. No matter how he looked at it, this person was definitely not a human race, nor an immortal race, but a demon race.

There is actually a demon clan on the Nanying front, and it is so powerful that it has the greatest aura among these three, almost similar to Gongsun Xuanyuan.

It seemed that Yang Fanhai was confused. Gongsun Xuanyuan introduced to him: "This is Chi Songzi and Ji Bo, who have told you. This is Yinglong, who came to Jiuzhou to help me in the order of the Saint Emperor Fuxi. In the past Battle of Banquan, if it were not for him to help me and General Rio Tinto suppress the situation on the southern front, I would not have been able to get out so quickly."

The Holy Emperor Fuxi... Yang Fanhai was shocked. The No. 1 Holy Emperor of the human race had a vague and mysterious appearance. Even in the mouths of monks in the world, his mystery was even greater than those saints.

Among the rumors, no one has seen the true appearance of the Holy Emperor Fuxi. No matter who communicates with him, he only sees a phantom, so that people in the world guess that his strength is probably already among the emperors, and at least even the Immortal King can't do anything to him.

Yang Fanhai had already met Emperor Shennong, but he still had no chance to meet Emperor Fuxi. Now he heard that Yinglong was coming to Jiuzhou to help him in accordance with the order of Emperor Fuxi. How could he not be surprised?

In amazement, he couldn't help but ask, "You... are the dragon clan?"

This question was a bit rude, but Yinglong didn't care, but shook his head and said, "I am not a dragon clan. In fact, my body is a leech. In the past, in order to help the Saint Nuwa create humans, a strong man extracted the soul of the dragon clan, and his essence and blood fell into the pool and were divided by koi, so there was the current dragon clan."

"I was moved by chance and heard the essence and blood. The largest piece was swallowed by me, so it turned into what I am today. The strong man pity me and was born with the opportunity, so he did not kill me, but just asked me to find opportunities to help the human race in the future, so I found the Holy Emperor Fuxi. The Holy Emperor Fuxi said that I was not a real dragon, so he could only be called the dragon."

So that's it, Yang Fanhai nodded, while the others looked surprised. Ying Long was powerful. Although he came to the order of the Saint Emperor Fuxi and obeyed Gongsun Xuanyuan's orders, the demon clan's arrogance was still there. He ignored the others, even Rio Tinto, and now he is extremely close to Yang Fanhai, which is really strange.

At this time, Gongsun Xuanyuan introduced to several people: "This is Yang Fanhai!"

"It turned out to be General Zhengbei, I have long admired him!" Several people bowed to each other.

"I have already obtained the exact information. Chi You will be on stage in Wudu in a month and declare war on China!" Gongsun Xuanyuan Xuanyuan did not talk much, and pointed to the map and said: "The combat effectiveness of the individual and small troops of the Wu tribe is much better than that of our human tribe, so it is not good for our human tribe to fight everywhere like now, and it is not good for our human tribe."

"I am going to divide the Nanying Front into three divisions. Chi Songzi is responsible for dispatching the Wushan Camp, Ji Bo is responsible for mobilizing the Shoushan Camp, and Rio Tinto dispatching the Nanying Battle Zone. You and the three of you will obey me directly."

"As for the order!" The three of them all took the order.

Yinglong did not react. After all, he was a demon clan, and it was really difficult to gather soldiers if he wanted to lead the army, but Yang Fanhai was different. He hurriedly stood up and asked, "King, what about me?"

"Of course, you won't be missing in this battle!" Gongsun Xuanyuan pointed to the north of Jizhou and Yanzhou and said: "Once this battle begins, it will never be on the Nanying front. The Wu tribes and tribes in Yongzhou will definitely act in response to the situation and attack the rear of China."

"You are more familiar with the environment and fighting style in the north than all of us, and the Guifang tribe and the Qiang tribe were killed by you in the past and were forced to move westward. The fear of you in my heart is far greater than that of us."

"The twelve generals and personal soldiers under your command are here, and there is no need to be mobilized. You can go here to reorganize the troops. Just wait for the war to begin, and then attack the western part of the Northern Desert and then enter Yongzhou. Follow the trend and fight towards Liangzhou and Jingzhou."

"King, this method is a bit inappropriate!" Rio Tinto hurriedly stood up and pointed to the map and said, "If Chiyou declared war, no one knows where he attacked. If we set up a line of troops on the Nanying Front, but he chose to go out to Liangzhou and Yongzhou, General Yang would be the first to be the brunt. If we didn't wait for us to come, we might be in danger of General Yang's northern army."

Gongsun Xuanyuan's method of dividing troops was to defend the south and attack the north. After Yang Fanhai's army arrived, they joined forces to siege. At this time, it was not a safe win, but the overall situation was beneficial to the human race.

"From the last point of view, it is better to abandon the rear and let General Yang lead his troops to support the south with all his strength. All the people gather together to fight Chiyou to the death. As long as you win here, the Jiuzhou General can decide, and the rest will be to clean up the mess."

But the enemy is not a stone, and it will not go exactly as you think. Once Chiyou does not attack the southern line, the human race's siege strategy will become a strategy to divide the troops. The troops are not superior, so this will give Chiyou the opportunity to defeat each one, which will be dangerous.

Gongsun Xuanyuan shook his head without hesitation: "Even if you win this war, Jiuzhou will be turned into scorched earth."

This way of gathering forces is more secure in terms of victory or defeat, but for the world, it is a disaster. The human race and the witch clan will be like two groups of wild bees rushing together, and it is difficult to distinguish them from each other. The witch clan massacres the human race, and the human race slaughter the witch clan. Whether the warriors or the elderly or the weak and the sick, they will enter the battlefield as soon as possible.

At that time, whether it is your own side or the enemy, you will get a ruined Jiuzhou, a Jiuzhou comparable to hell. The mountains and rivers are broken, corpses are everywhere, and no grass is growing.

"But the possibility of winning this way is greater!" Rio Tinto did not give up.

Gongsun Xuanyuan still shook his head: "General Rio Tinto, a soldier, not just for victory, but also for protection and protection of our tribe. If he ignores his tribe and the people for victory, he will not be a soldier, but a demon!"

"There is no need to say much about this. We face the Chiyou Wu Clan army on the Nanying Front. Yang Fanhai led the troops to clear the rear, then rushed into the Wu Clan's rear from Yongzhou, and met us. That's it."

"King!" Chi Songzi stood up and said, "Although General Rio Tinto said something extreme, what he was worried about is the fact. I have heard of General Yang and discussed it with others. His combat effectiveness is extraordinary. If he does ten, five of them are General Yang himself, three of them are former military advisor Xu Fan, and two of them are his troops."

"Now, the military advisor Xu Fan is missing, and his combat power is equal to only seven points left. It's not that I look down on General Yang, but that he is only a cultivator in the sub-saint realm, not even Taiyi Jinxian, and the twelve generals are only at the level of Daluo Jinxian. Such troops, once they meet Chiyou's army, they may not be defeated for a long time."

"If General Yang is injured again, my China will be in danger by then."

Gongsun Xuanyuan shook his head: "What you said is not without reason, but I, General Yang, is the ability. If you are planning and planning, General Yang is not as good as many people. If you are promoting the overall situation, General Yang is also quite lacking. But if you are talking about fighting a tough battle, everyone here, including me, is far inferior to him."

"If Chiyou really dares to go out of Yongzhou to attack China and meet General Yang, I dare say that we won eight points in this war of only 555. Even if only General Yang is left, he will definitely bite Chiyou and make him unable to escape. Without Chiyou, the witch clan is now vulnerable in my eyes."

The two did not have much real fight, but they were so clear about each other's abilities.

"But..." Gongsun Xuanyuan changed his tone: "I think this situation will never happen. I know Chiyou better than you. For him... defeating me is more important than defeating China."
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