Hou Junji was holding a grass stem in his mouth, lying on his back in the grass, closing his eyes to rest. Hearing Song Jing’s question, Hou Junji raised his eyelids and asked softly.

Song Jing looked at the sun, calculated it in his mind, and said, "It's been nearly half an hour."

"Half an hour..." Hou Junji opened his eyes and said slowly: "They will not move quickly along the way with their baggage. In half an hour, at most, they will walk out for sixty-seven miles."

"It should be about the same." Song Jing calculated and said.

"What's the hurry?" Hou Junji closed his eyes again and said lazyly: "I'll sleep for a while first, and wait until it's almost an hour or two, and then wake me up."

Looking at Song Jing who was about to speak but stopped, Hou Junji smiled and said, "If the cavalry travels lightly and quickly, they can reach it in at most a quarter of an hour. If we take action at this time, or before we have time to create enough riots for Yangcheng, the Beiyan army that has already set off will get news. At most a quarter of an hour, they can fight back to Yangcheng. At that time, they will be attacked from both sides, which will be a big problem."

"Wait. We will have enough time until they are not close or far."

"How long has it been since Jun Ji and the others heard from me?"

Pei Donglai looked through the Fengjun newspapers, but found that there was no news from Hou Junji and others. He had already made an appointment when Hou Junji left and sent back messages every day to show his safety. However, when Pei Donglai was sorting out the military newspapers, he found that the military newspapers in Hou Junji were not listed here.

"Including today, it has been about two days and has not received any news from Jun Ji and the others." Lu Tao said hesitantly. He was sent to Luocheng before, and he was going to clean up the mess left by Zheng Fengtu. However, it was delayed for a while when he encountered the troops in Yunzhou. Military newspaper news has always been under management. He had something to do and had missed arrangements before, so he discovered this matter two days later.

"Jun Ji and the others, the situation may not be good." Pei Donglai put down the military newspaper in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Is there any new news coming from the direction of Yangcheng?"

"No. Two days ago, I drove the residents of Luocheng to Yangcheng and mixed in with many spies. But these spies have not sent any news back to this day." Lu Tao paused and continued: "Yangcheng is very cautious, and there are many secret sentries outside the city. It is difficult for patrol teams to approach Yangcheng."

"A few days ago, Yangcheng entered about 20,000 Northern Yan soldiers and horses. In the past few days, they have stepped up their investigations. I think they are integrating the troops in the city. Junji and the others should be trapped by patrol soldiers."

Pei Donglai stopped talking, but just looked at Zheng Fengtu who was sitting aside and competing with a plate of dried fruits.

"Mr. Pei doesn't have to speak." Zheng Fengtu threw the last kernel into his mouth, patted the food residue on his body, and said helplessly: "I knew that I must run errands for such a chore."

"I'm working hard." Pei Donglai's face was not at all embarrassed.

"Actually, I have a better recommendation in this matter." Zheng Fengtu said slowly, "That old cow Qingxuan's nose is the most suitable thing to do. He is good at saving or killing people. Moreover, his magic looks very powerful, even if it is scary, it is enough."

"What are you saying? What does it mean to look amazing, and what is scary is enough?"

Qing Xuan closed his eyes and calmed down. When he heard Zheng Feng's words, he was quite amused and crying.

"It's a way to turn sword energy into rainbows. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, how brave will it be to use this move?" Zheng Fengtu took his hand and kept mocking Qingxuan.

Qingxuan knew that it was useless to say too much, so he ignored him. After exhaling a breath of turbid air, he closed his eyes and took care of himself.

"A Tao, you sit in the city of Shencheng. No matter what the situation is, don't send troops to fight before I come back." Pei Donglai turned his head and looked at Qingxuan and said, "Minister Qingxuan, please stay in the city of Shencheng. If there is any difficult situation, you still need help."

Qingxuan's eyes drooped slightly and nodded slightly, which was considered a response.

"Donglai, what do you want to do?" Lu Tao felt nervous when he heard his arrangement and asked hurriedly.

"I want to go to Yangcheng with Lord Zheng Ling to find out."

"This...come from the east." Lu Tao was stunned for a moment and said anxiously: "Although you two have strong cultivation, there are more than 30,000 people in Yangcheng. If you want to rescue Jun Ji and the others, it may take some trouble. According to my opinion, you should bring some soldiers to be more secure."

"Training five thousand soldiers is not very useful. If you bring ten thousand elite soldiers, Shencheng will be in danger." Pei Donglai said slowly.

"Even if you kill all the 30,000 people, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Can Mr. Lu trust me?"

Zheng Fengtu took his hand and walked towards the entrance of the hall, saying, "Mr. Pei, it's not time to go, let's set off now."

It has been more than an hour since I left Yangcheng.

Liu Heng looked at the sky and urged his soldiers to step up their march.

Shencheng is about 500 miles away from Yangcheng. If he specializes in carrying the main road, the marching speed will naturally be faster. However, Pei Donglai of the Chu Dynasty was sinister and did not know whether he had received the news. If the news was accidentally leaked, he might have set up an ambush on the main road.

Isn’t the 10,000 troops in Shencheng just been blocked by Pei Donglai in the mountains and forests, and then burned them to the point of being burned? Liu Heng didn’t want to follow the footsteps of those unlucky people.

The route he chose was a bit difficult, but it was safer than the main road. When facing a smart opponent like Pei Donglai, it is not embarrassing to be cautious.

However, in this way, they would have to travel more than 200 miles. However, if this would prevent them from entering Pei Donglai's trap, the extra two hundred miles would not be unfair.

"Get get it"

A burst of rapid horse hooves came from behind, and there was a sudden riot in the team.

"What's going on? Why don't you understand the rules so much?" Liu Heng was slightly angry. This rash rider broke into the infantry team and really didn't understand the rules.

Liu Heng turned around and was about to scold him, but before he could open his mouth, he was stunned.

A light cavalry with bloodstains was coming quickly from the rear of the team.

Behind is the direction of Yangcheng.

The cavalry wearing the Northern Yan suit was approaching Liu Heng.

"Who! Stop!" The guards beside Liu Heng saw the opportunity and quickly crossed the spear in his hand and pointed at the cavalry that rushed towards him from afar.

The cavalry tied the reins, rolled up and dismounted, knelt down and said anxiously: "General Liu! The youngest is the commander of Yangcheng, and an emergency military report is submitted!"

"Yangcheng Emergency Military Newspaper?" Liu Heng's face changed and he shouted: "Come on!"

The soldier carefully took out the military newspaper in his arms and slowly handed it to the guards beside him. Looking at the spears that the guards held tightly when he was moving, he didn't want to think that they had no intention because they were too fast.

Liu Heng grabbed the military newspaper from the guards and read it carefully.

The guards closer to him vaguely heard the creaking sound of gritting teeth.

General Liu Heng put the newspaper in his arms, looked at the direction of Shencheng unwillingly, and gritted his teeth and said, "The rear army is the front army, march with all its strength, and turn back to Yangcheng!"

This military newspaper was very simple, with only a few numbers, but he had to return to Yangcheng.

"The Chu Dynasty Wu Xiu attacked Yangcheng, and it was difficult to resist, so I quickly return."

Song Jing turned sideways, letting a trained sword light, exert force under his feet, and taking advantage of the opponent's middle door being wide open, he has already rushed into his opponent's arms!

"drink!"

Amid a short and powerful shout, Song Jing brought a gust of wind in his palm, which hit the opponent's chin from top to bottom!

"puff."

The enemy at the Huagang Realm, under the power of this palm, flew up!

Although there are also martial arts cultivators in Yangcheng, the most powerful ones are the Xuanfei realm, and only dozens of martial arts cultivators in the Huagang realm are left. In front of nearly a hundred martial arts cultivators in the Chu Dynasty, these martial arts cultivators do not pose much threat at all!

The most powerful martial artist died at the time of the war when the war began. The magic bombardment of Liang Shidao and his disciples!

Song Jing tore and beat him all the way, his hands were like a murderous weapon, and hitting his opponent with one move would cause blood to splatter.

"Little Marquis, two quarters of an hour ago, the inquiries from Yangcheng had left." Song Jing fought out a bloody path and approached Hou Junji's side.

Hou Junji spread his palms, and an ice-blue bead condensed in his palms, which was spinning in his palms.

Every minute of the rotation, a ray of ice energy shot out from Hou Junji's palm and hit the soldiers of the Northern Yan in the melee.

If this trick is used with monks of the same level, it will naturally not be very useful. However, in the chaos of chaos, this method is also very useful.

"Okay. Continue to siege and kill the Northern Yan martial arts cultivators. When there is a big battle, we must not let these people get in the way here."

"Hmm?" Hou Junji, who was talking, glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and he exhaled his palm, and an ice blue energy gushed away instantly!

In the distance, a Northern Yan martial artist was surrounded and killed by disciples of two aristocratic families. Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the Northern Yan martial artist shouted angrily, and a brilliant red light suddenly burst out from his body!

Self-exploding Dantian Cauldron!

Even if he dies, he will take these two opponents to hell together!

But the brilliant red light has not yet fully bloomed, it has withered!

A stream of ice blue qi is in the middle of the Northern Yan martial arts cultivator!

His body was completely frozen in an instant!

The power of the ice blue evil aura burst out with a bang. The Northern Yan martial artist like an ice sculpture had broken into several pieces in an instant.

"There are only two quarters of an hour left. In two quarters of an hour, no matter whether the army arrives or not, we must withdraw immediately." Hou Junji kept saying to Song Jing in his hand.

Boom boom boom boom!

Liang Shidao led his disciples to fly and bombard the air outside Yangcheng.

They had previously continuously bombarded Yangcheng in mid-air, but with the gathering of archers in Yangcheng, they had more or less influence on Liang Shidao and others.

This time, we can't fight all our strength when we attack Shencheng. If the Yangcheng army comes back later, there will be another pursuit battle. If the supply of qi at that time is insufficient, it will be really unfair.

The city walls of Yangcheng have become bumpy under the bombardment of these martial arts cultivators. If they weren't worried about the lack of energy, Liang Shidao would have led his disciples to bombard them with all their might. I dare not say anything else, it is still possible to collapse a corner of the city wall.

However, in this way, Yangcheng was able to mobilize troops and go outside the city to fight with Hou Junji and others.

Hou Junji led not many subordinates, but they all had cultivation. After several days of fighting, these people had a tacit understanding and were very smooth to resist the combined attack.

Even when facing Yangcheng army, which is several times more numerous than them, these elite troops are at ease.

He Nan sat in the city lord's mansion and listened to his subordinates' reports.

Less than an hour after the war started, nearly 1,500 soldiers were already destroyed by the Chu Dynasty martial artists. Outside the city wall, another group of martial artists bombarded them.

Although the situation is not good at the moment, he is not afraid.
Chapter completed!