Didn't you notice the generals in this army?

The moonlight was bright and clear, and Ren Xuan walked out of the tent.

Seeing the figure standing in front of the tent, Ren Xuan nodded and said, "Master Wen."

He bowed solemnly: "Thank you for Shi'an's matter, sir."

Wen Congren nodded and turned to the main topic: "Have you reached a conclusion on the evil influence on the prince? General, are you going to hide it?"

Ren Xuan sighed: "I do want to, but if I can't solve it, I can't hide it."

Wen Congren: "Nanfu's skills can overcome evil."

Ren Xuan shook his head: "That is a forbidden technique. Among the three palace techniques, only the Southern Palace technique consumes one's own life force. Most of the Southern Kings of previous generations died in their prime. The previous Southern King died of old age, a rare natural cause. I suspect that no one in the Fang family of this generation has practiced this forbidden technique. As far as I know, Fang Ci has never practiced it. As for that young Prince Fang——"

Ren Xuan laughed and said, "Look at him, does he look like he can learn forbidden techniques?"

Wen Congren nodded and sighed, "We can only use the formation to exorcise evil spirits. We'll do it slowly. There are similar records in the spiritual realm medical veins. I will finalize the formation tonight. However, General Ren, Prince Lu can slowly treat him here. As for you, I suggest you leave as soon as possible."

The wise man in front of him said in a gloomy tone: "Don't you realize that the generals in this army are all deeply hostile to you?"

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The night wind blew the flags, and the flames flickered in the wind.

In the barbarian army tent, the old Khan was dying.

The old man opened his eyes and scanned the people present, but he no longer had the majestic presence of the past.

The grassland priest knelt before the throne and said, "Wang Khan, we have found out that the evil blade was created by Xiao Jingyuan. The Tiger Tribe was also instigated by his secret agents."

Everyone had different expressions.

The grassland king in his twilight years slowly spoke: "Damn it, insult me ​​too much - Xiao Jingyuan, insult me ​​too much."

The Tiger Lord clenched his fists, his face livid: "Don't worry, Khan, I will do whatever it takes to tear this bastard into pieces!"

Yao Qi's eyes flashed coldly: "Khan, if we fight like this, what can we gain in this barren land?"

The Khan's eyes darkened slightly: "No need to say more."

After he finished speaking, he picked up a long arrow carved with gold from the table, held the arrow in one hand, and broke it into two pieces.

The former grassland overlord closed his eyes slightly and said: "I am old."

He spoke hoarsely, his voice cracking like a knife, “From today on, whoever breaks through Tianying Pass first will be the king. Whoever kills Xiao Jingyuan’s head will be the king.”

The battle machines rolled on, the two countries clashed, and corpses were spread across thousands of miles.

The two sides clashed in large formations, with flags flying everywhere and drums beating like thunder.

The collision of iron and blood, the sound of drums, war cries, wailing, and roaring mixed together, like hell on earth.

The killing torrent swallowed up the heaven and earth.

Fireworks rose into the sky and blood stained the day.

In just five days, corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers at Tianying Pass in Nanfu, and hawks and crows dared not fly in the sky.

It was not until reinforcements arrived from the north in the direction of Yunzhong that the tribes under the city called off their troops, ending the first round of siege.

Xiao Jingyuan stepped onto the top of the city wall, and the guards on the wall knelt on one knee: "Master Xiao."

The general on the city wall stepped forward quickly and said, "Master Xiao, the barbarians have been attacking the city non-stop for five consecutive days. We have never seen such a frenzied attack on the city before!"

Xiao Jingyuan looked down from the top of the city wall. The blood was still there and the land was barren for thousands of miles.

He lowered his eyes and couldn't help thinking that if the evil soldiers of Rihan Chenglie could really kill the barbarian Wang Khan, perhaps so many people would not have to die.

Xiao Jingyuan shook his head to himself. People always seek so-called shortcuts, but never ask about the price that comes after that.

He patted the general's shoulder and said, "You have worked hard, take a good rest first."

The general responded, looked up and asked, "Sir, will they come again...?"

Xiao Jingyuan frowned for a long time, then he said, “Nanfu, don’t fight, but you shouldn’t be afraid of fighting.”

The general was startled and clasped his fists solemnly: "Yes!"

The evening wind blows, and clouds press down on the city walls.

The setting sun shone in the distance, making the ground outside the pass look bloody, as if the entire pass was contained in a boiling cauldron of blood.

Xiao Jingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping across the layers of tents and the messy battlefield, without moving for a moment.

His eyes were gloomy. "They are still testing. Tianying Pass is where they test their swords."

Behind him, the deputy general listened silently, not daring to interrupt.

Xiao Jingyuan continued, "Send the order down, transfer the Second Battalion of the South Pass to relieve the front line. Within three days, repair the fire trenches along the entire line, reinforce the arrow towers, and dispatch two groups of formation divisions to the east corner of the city wall to set up the formation."

The deputy general lowered his head and left.

As the night deepened, the beacon fires on the city walls were still burning, like an inverted galaxy of stars.

Xiao Jingyuan was silent for a moment and headed towards the Yunzhong reinforcements' base.

Xiao Jingyuan went straight into the medical tent in the rear camp.

Wen Congren didn't say much when he saw someone coming in. He just asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jingyuan spoke in a low tone, his eyes heavy: “I’m here to discuss a business deal with Mr.

Wen Congren raised his eyes slightly: "Oh?"

Wen Congren said slowly, "I heard that the Khan of the grassland broke an arrow as a pledge that whoever broke through the Tianying Pass first would be king."

Xiao Jingyuan's tone was as calm as water: "Compared to Tianyingguan, Khan Yingguan hates me more. Now, everyone on the grassland is watching, who can use me as a sacrifice."

He paused for a moment, looking directly into Wen Congren's eyes: "Such a big flaw, it would be a shame not to take advantage of it. How about playing a trick with me, sir?"

Wen Congren's eyes fell on him: "Sir, do you want to put your life on the line?"

Xiao Jingyuan was calm: "I just want to end this war faster at a lower cost."

Xiao Jingyuan frowned slightly: "Ever since Ren Xuan arrived in Southern Xinjiang, the atmosphere in the army has been wrong. I tried to stop it, but with little success. As for Ren Xuan, even the intelligence given to me by the Black Cavalry was perfunctory. I only know that many people are sharpening their knives towards Ren Xuan."

Wen Congren looked at him thoughtfully: "Even you can't command them?"

Xiao Jingyuan nodded, with hidden worry between his brows: "If Ren Xuan gets into trouble here, he will inevitably provoke revenge. By then, the external troubles will not be resolved, and internal troubles will arise again. The situation in southern Xinjiang is bound to be in chaos."

Wen Congren lowered his eyebrows. Based on what Ren Xuan had done in his previous life, it would not be surprising if he were to be found dead on the streets of Nanfu one day.

If you ask me, Ren Xuan is also very careless. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. Even adding something to the bowl can be fatal.

If Ren Xuan died in an assassination, Yunzhong and Southern Xinjiang would inevitably provoke a conflict.

Xiao Jingyuan was right, there was no time.

Wen Congren didn't even want Ren Xuan to stay in Nan Mansion any longer: "Take Ren Xuan with you, it will be easier to get things done with more help."

Xiao Jingyuan didn't mind having more people, but he thought to himself that he and Ren Xuan were not that familiar with each other.

He just nodded: "If you can convince him, of course you can."

Xiao Jingyuan said slowly and methodically: "The current Khan is a martial and warlike person. The war on the grasslands has burned an entire generation because of him. Didn't Lord Wen cultivate a pawn among the barbarians? If we change the king, perhaps, there will be another generation of peace."

Wen Congren was silent for a long while, his eyes scrutinizing him. He finally spoke, "Then tell me, how do you plan to die?"

Xiao Jingyuan shook his head and laughed: "Sir, please don't curse me, I still cherish my life."

As he was speaking, a personal guard hurried over: "Master Xiao, reinforcements from Yunzhong have arrived. Also, the princess requests that you come over immediately."

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The night is as dark as ink.

Xiao Jingyuan was taken all the way to Xiao Wujiu's residence by Fang Ci's personal guards.

Seeing Xiao Jingyuan arrive, Fang Ci hurried over, looking anxious: "Jingyuan, the poison has suddenly spread, he's going to die!!"

Xiao Jingyuan frowned. Fang Ci brought this person back, which was essentially a hot potato.

It would be fine if this person could be cured, but if he died, the Nan family would have to take the blame.

However, since he had agreed to let Fang Ci rob people, Xiao Jingyuan naturally had a backup plan.

He came to the front of the collapse, and a thought came to his mind. In his sea of ​​consciousness, no magic or floating images appeared, only a circle of emptiness and silence - no light, no shadow, no sound, but it could accommodate all things.

He did not touch Xiao Wujiu, but the black poisonous intent seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, like sinking sand, passing through the skin, flesh and meridians, and winding out.

The spreading poison quietly began to retreat from Xiao Wujiu's body like the tide returning to a valley.

The person on the couch's breathing became steady and his blood and energy gradually returned.

Fang Ci was overjoyed upon seeing this: "Is this the Bodhi Enlightenment?! It truly deserves to be called the Book of National Defense!!"

Seeing that Jamel Xiao looked a little pale, she became nervous again: “Jingyuan, are you okay?!”

Xiao Jingyuan shook his head and said, "Princess, I have to go out tomorrow."

Fang Ci was stunned for a moment: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Jingyuan: “South.”

Fang Ci became alert: "What are you doing? How many people are you bringing? Can you be back in ten days?"

Jamel Xiao only answered the last question: “I’ll try my best.”

Fang Ci was not surprised by the other party's character of always talking but never making things clear.

She was only concerned with the last question: "Don't try your best, come back within ten days."

Jamel Xiao: “Okay.”

He covered his chest and coughed for a while, looking somewhat innocent: "Princess, I'm quite exhausted. Do you still have that medicine?"

Fang Ci said in a dissatisfied tone: "What medicine is that? It's called Huishengyin. The Xuanli grass in it only blooms once every three years and bears fruit once every five years."

Xiao Jingyuan followed suit: "Do you still have that life-saving remedy?"

Fang Ci also indulged him: "Wait, I'll get it for you."

Xiao Jingyuan watched the other party leave, pulled a chair beside the couch and sat down. The exhaustion just now exceeded his upper limit, so he couldn't suffer too much.

Xiao Jingyuan said: “Don’t pretend to be asleep, I can see your Qi Hai.”

Xiao Wujiu slowly stood up from the couch: "What did you do?"

Xiao Wujiu lowered his eyebrows. He could not feel the poison in his body at all.

Jamel Xiao answered concisely: "Save you."

He didn't think he needed to explain much, so he just said, "I saved you, so in exchange, you have to show some appreciation."

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In the commander's tent, Ren Xuan leaned against the desk, tapping the wooden table with his fingers.

Jiang En was being too attentive, and he looked like he didn't want to do any work at all.

Jiang En came in holding a stack of files: "General——"

He handed over the first volume and said in a formal tone, "This is the list of generals coming to support us this time."

Another scroll: "This is the situation of food and grass."

Jiang En seemed to suddenly remember something, "Oh, yes, this is the secret letter that His Highness gave you."

Ren Xuan said, "Jiang En, before I left, His Highness praised you for being able to handle things on your own."

Jiang En's eyes were filled with fear. "General! What do you mean by that?! You're already awake, do you still want to throw away your job?!"

Tears welled up in his eyes. "You don't know, during the six months you were in a coma, those generals at the headquarters were trying every possible way to suppress our brothers. It was all up to me to hold on, it wasn't easy!"

Ren Xuan: “…”

God knows what happened during the six months he was in a coma that could cause Gann, the chosen worker, to start resisting internal competition.

He casually pulled out the "secret letter from His Highness," paused before opening it, and tilted his head to look at Jiang En: "Have you read the military report?"

Jiang En was furious: "General, you are insulting me!"

Ren Xuan: “Hmm?”

Jiang En said confidently: "I have dealt with the simple ones, and I will leave the difficult ones for you!"

Ren Xuan: “…”

Ren Xuan opened the letter, his eyes fell on the familiar and elegant handwriting, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He raised his eyes and said, “You took Xiao Jingxiu’s position and brought troops here?”

Jiang En nodded: "If we ask that fellow to come to our aid, the Nanfu might start a fight among themselves, and Your Highness wouldn't trust him. Besides, I'm also worried about you and Lord Lu being in Southern Xinjiang."

Suddenly, Gann stopped talking and looked towards the curtain.

A guard outside the tent came in and announced, "General, Lord Wen requests an audience."

Ren Xuan threw the military information in his hand back on the table and said calmly: "Please ask him to come in."

Wen Congren pulled over a chair and sat down. After seeing Ren Xuan dismiss Jiang En, he said straight to the point, "Let's tie up Xiao Jingyuan and send him to the barbarians."

Ren Xuan paused, lowering the military register. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Are you crazy? This man holds the military power of the Southern Prefecture and is also the Prime Minister of the Southern Prefecture. His prestige within the army is extremely high. If you move him like this, aren't you afraid of the Southern Army's roar?"

Wen Congren's eyes were calm: "Xiao Jingyuan, you found me first."

Ren Xuan: “…”