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As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone was shocked, because Wang Zhitan's words clearly made his position, and at the same time it was equivalent to telling the martial arts world that the Quanzhen Sect would rather be broken than the whole world.
Among the people sitting there, there were many knowledgeable people. Seeing Wang Zhitan so righteous, no matter what he had planned in his heart, he couldn't help but cheer secretly. Lu Youjiao was even more scruple and clapped his hands and praised: "Okay, Master Wang is indeed a hero with a chivalrous hero. The old beggar admires him very much!"
Under his leadership, several gang leaders who were sitting in the city immediately stood up and expressed their support for Wang Zhitan's words. The pedestals in the hall were in a hurry, so gradually, the support for Wang Zhitan's voices gained the upper hand. After all, the word "righteousness" is still the first in the martial arts world. Although these gangs who have reached Zhongnan Mountain are willing to take advantage of the situation, this behavior will eventually be despised by the martial arts fellow workers. Once they are brought to the table and mentioned it openly, not only their own identity
It is detrimental to others, and it is more likely to arouse public indignation and become a public enemy in the world. Therefore, at this time, Wang Zhitan saw that the Quanzhen Sect was at its end, so he simply stopped hiding it, but stood on the commanding heights of morality and made it clear. In this way, this made some gang leaders who had not yet made the fool of themselves feel hesitant. In addition, they saw that Lu Youjiao had already made the first statement and stood on Wang Zhitan's side, so they all agreed and all of them followed suit.
Whether they are sincere or not, the voices in the hall are becoming more and more consistent with the outside world. After all, the situation has been decided at this time, and Wang Zhitan's proposal has obviously steadily gained the upper hand. If these gangs came to Quanzhen Sect for the past to hear the news and came because of profit, then at this time, the statements of the leaders will undoubtedly be the true controversy that can stand with the Quanzhen Sect.
If they chose to go down the mountain because they were unwilling to take advantage of this muddy water, then in the future, even if the Quanzhen Sect was destroyed by the Mongols, rumors would begin to begin in the world, saying that their sects were forgiving their righteousness when they saw profits and were afraid of death. When facing the iron hoofs of the Tartars, they actually shrank their heads and became turtles. This was an unacceptable shame for the people in the world who loved face. If all this happened, the reputation and majesty of a gang would basically be ignored from now on. At that time, everyone in the martial arts world despised them, and when walking in the world, they were like rats crossing the street, rushing to beat them. What face would there be in the future? It would be better to die and leave a stigma and let others despise them at will, at least they would be clean.
Therefore, when thinking about this, the heads of the sects had another weighed the pros and cons, and couldn't help but secretly complained in their hearts: "The advantage of Quanzhen Sect is indeed not easy to take. I originally wanted to fight with a snipe and clam, and the fisherman would benefit, and take advantage of the chaos to take advantage of it. If there were fewer gangs, the Quanzhen Sect might not have noticed it, so I could hide behind and pick up the bargains. Who knew it so much that I attracted so many spyers at once. In this way, everyone knew it clearly. Wouldn't it be like telling Quanzhen Sect clearly that I was here to take advantage of you?"
"But the Quanzhen Sect has not yet fallen to the point of being slaughtered by others, but at this time everyone has gathered here together. Due to public opinion in the world, they cannot leave at this time. In this way, they were just attacked by the Quanzhen Sect, and used each other with their power to use each other. This is really a waste of rice. It seems that for the sake of the present, we can only do our best to do our best. After defeating the Mongolian Tartars, we will talk about how to fight for profit. Alas, we can't retreat this muddy water, but we must do our best."
Thinking of this, the heads were all complaining in their hearts. When they thought about the fact that the Mongolian soldiers were not very good at martial arts, they were like wolves and tigers, and they were like wolves and tigers, and they were raising their swords to charge without fear of death. When they thought about the more or less brothers under their command, they couldn't help but feel aroused again. But they could only think about these thoughts in their hearts, but they dared not show any expression on their faces. Therefore, they had to divert their attention. They were open-minded and optimistic, and they would think: "But the Quanzhen Sect is strong and they knew that this situation was dangerous and it was difficult to survive safely, so they had long received a fight. But they would rather give us a favor than take a step back to the Tartars. This kind of awesome and grand atmosphere that would rather die than surrender is the style that the "Xuanmen Orthodox" should have, which is really worthy of admiration."
Thinking of this, although I was still unwilling to accept it, I had already decided to make up for it. The leaders of the sect have pros and cons. There were more and more gangs supporting the Quanzhen Sect to compete with the Mongolian army. In the hall, there was a moment of excitement. Yu Jingmin, the head of the Changsheng Sect who had just been in a dilemma with Wang Zhitan, had to entrust everything to put the overall situation first and stayed with shame. At this time, Wang Zhitan finally asked: "Senior Brother Zhao, do you still have to talk to the Mongolians?"
Zhao Zhijing saw the situation on the field changing. Just now, Yu Jingmin and Guo Sanquan and others were fighting fiercely. It was a great opportunity to make peace. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the two of them had already stopped and changed their camps shamelessly. At this time, Zhao Zhijing was left alone to fight alone. This is really... At this time, Zhao Zhijing was unable to speak alone, and knew that it would be impossible to succeed if he continued to speak. So he had to snorted coldly and retreated into the back hall without saying a word, leaving only Wang Zhitan, Li Zhichang, Yin Zhiping and other core disciples in the sect, negotiated with the leaders about important issues such as the next day's battle and future command and force allocation.
The discussion came to the early morning of the next day. All the people were sitting in the martial arts world, with very strong internal strength. Even if they didn't sleep for several days and nights, as long as they had a little exercise of their skills to regulate their breathing, they would feel refreshed and not feel tired at all. After a night of negotiations, the Quanzhen Sect also successfully obtained the control and command of these gangs. Now all the power on Mount Zhongnan is under the command of the Quanzhen Sect until they were expelled from the Tartars, or... the battle ended with the last soldiers and soldiers.
Although the heads of the sects are very reluctant, the situation is now like this. The Quanzhen Sect clearly stated that "If you want to stay here, you have to obey my command. If you don't want to stay, you can go down the mountain and be scolded to death by all the fellow practitioners in the world." There is no way for you to argue. Therefore, after weighing the two, the heads and gang leaders had to swallow their anger and be assigned by Quanzhen Sect.
Under Xiao Yao's instruction, A Shu was not idle for a moment. After Xiao Yao sent the letter to Zhao Zhijing, he knew that on the night of the first battle, the Quanzhen Sect would be in chaos. If Zhao Zhijing could make achievements, this would be the best opportunity. But the next day, after receiving Zhao Zhijing's secret report, Xiao Yao sighed, knowing that he had taken these characters from the world too simply. Perhaps these people were all insidious and cunning, profit-oriented, and disgusting, but they could successfully find a safe place in this chaotic world.
The place where one lives are established itself, which means that no one will be a real wine bag, and no one will be the one who can only rely on speculation to make money. Therefore, after he learned that the Quanzhen Sect had reorganized the power of various gangs and successfully used it for himself, he immediately realized that this battle was at the point where he could only fight head-on and could not be buffered. So he immediately ordered A Shu to raise an army again, and this time he no longer sieges and not attack, but to attack as much as possible, but to attack the Chongyang Palace as much as possible and completely destroy the Quanzhen Sect!
A Shu won the first battle, and it was the time when his morale was the strongest and his fighting spirit was the strongest. At this time, when he received the order of General Xiao Yao, he immediately dispatched several soldiers and attacked Zhongnan Mountain without stopping.
At this time, when the news came to the Chongyang Palace, everyone's reaction was far less panicked than yesterday. Wang Zhitan said: "Everyone, the Tartars must have tasted the sweetness of yesterday. They thought we Han people were weak and could be bullied, so they killed them again today. However, this time we will not let them do whatever they want."
Lu Youjiao said: "What Master Wang said is that before, we were unhappy, and the Tartars took advantage of the loopholes and lost the lives of hundreds of heroes in vain. In today's battle, we all have to fight hard and swear to make the Tartars pay their blood debts to comfort the heroic souls of the brothers who died yesterday!"
Not to mention the character of each person, although the people sitting there are leaders of a gang, with high positions and power, they are all passionate men in the world. When they heard this, the crowd suddenly surged, and they all pulled out their weapons and rushed out to fight against the Tartars. Seeing that their fighting spirit was high, Wang Zhitan was very relieved and immediately arranged for defense and personnel arrangements. At this time, the gangs had long abandoned their past grudges and completely disrupted the grouping with Quanzhen disciples. In this way, no one would like Yu Jingmin to accuse the Quanzhen Sect of being favored and enjoying the fruits of the other. Since the Quanzhen Sect has always had a high prestige, there was no resistance at this time. Wang Zhitan, Yin Zhiping, Li Zhichang and others had been working together all year round in the sect, and at this time they worked together. In just half an hour, the Zhongnan Mountain was built as solid as a wall of iron.
Just when the Quanzhen Sect had just set up its defense, A Shu also led his troops to kill him. On one side, both sides were eager to make achievements, while on the other side, they were living and dying, honor and disgrace. Therefore, as soon as they were in contact, there was another fierce battle. But what A Shu didn't expect was that in just one day, the opponent seemed to have completely changed. Not only was the moderation and cooperation appropriately, but everyone seemed to be injected with chicken blood. It swept away yesterday's decadence and was extremely brave when fighting. Often, several Mongolian soldiers surrounded each other and could not help one or two of them.
Chapter completed!