A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.
Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...
"Lord Wu Xingkui is absolutely right, but we are also helpless. There are many swordsmen among the hundreds of tribes in the mountains, but firearms are expensive and scarce, and we don't have any generals, so it is difficult to defeat these defenders." An old man in black clothes answered with a bow.
After listening, Wu Xingkui shook his head, then paced back and forth in the big tent, tapping his palms with his folding fan from time to time, thinking hard.
After a while, he suddenly turned around and looked at everyone.
"I thought of someone who might be able to help our army win."
"Who is it?" Everyone looked at him.
"He's an elder brother I knew in my early years. His name is Huang Gu. He's a top-notch cultivator at Yonglei Mansion. With his help, we can definitely take this city."
"But Yonglei Mansion..." Everyone hesitated after hearing this.
Yonglei Mansion is an official sect of Lei Xiaze among the Seven Continents of Lei. Most of the disciples trained there will enter the government to serve as military sergeants and guards. The Seven Continents of Lei are now revived as the country of Youxin, and the former dynasty official faction like Yonglei Mansion is naturally excluded.
"In such an emergency, how can you be so pedantic! My eldest brother is the descendant of the Thunder God and the orthodox descendant of the Seven Continents of Thunder. He will surely be able to revive the reputation of Youxin!" Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Wu Xingkui slammed his folding fan on the table to wake everyone up.
"Then we will do as Master Wu said. We will send someone to quickly invite that strong man."
"No, I have to go in person this time." He shook his head.
"Prepare me a black-maned black water horse that can walk on water. I will immediately rush back to Lei Xiaze to find him."
After that, everyone prepared for it, and soon a tall black horse galloped out of the camp. It had flying mane on its shoulders and a few scales covering its lower legs, like a hybrid of a dragon and a horse.
The handsome monster carrying people leaped up at full speed, stepped on the turbulent river surface, splashed the waves, then ran quickly and soon disappeared into the night.
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P.S. Wu Xingkui, Huang Gu, Ying Canxiao, and Tang Nanlian all participated in the competition at Lei Xiaze with Luo Lan, but later joined different factions. (I'll mention this though, as many people may have forgotten.)