There is no doubt that this burly man is the barbarian king Meng Wei.

Because Chen Yongliang had met him once before, and then he followed Kui Mengwei and sat at the middle table. He looked at the table and saw a table full of sumptuous dishes, all of which were still steaming. They had obviously been cooked just now. However,

, this is not unexpected, I am afraid that I will be discovered by the Mengshan tribe as soon as I enter the territory of Mengshan City.

Immediately, two beautiful maids brought two jars of wine. These two southern barbarian maids could only be considered to be above average in appearance, and their skin color was not as fair as that of the Chu women. However, they were tall, graceful, plump, and dressed sexyly.

In order to tempt him, one of the maids poured wine for Chen Yongliang, then came behind him and pinched his back.

Meng Wei smiled and said: "Xiyan, you must take good care of your nephew."

The maid smiled sweetly and said: "I will definitely know how to do it!"

Chen Yongliang could be the most outstanding son of Chen Yongsheng, so of course he would not be easily smitten by women. He stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "King Barbarian, actually my nephew came here to ask for something important."

Meng Wei said with a smile: "If we don't talk about business at the wine table, let's come and have a drink. After we finish the wine, we'll talk about it later!"

Chen Yongliang wanted to say more, but he didn't say it out loud.

Meng Wei's face darkened, and he said coldly: "My dear nephew, I kindly invited you to drink, but why don't you give me face? I must spoil the fun!"

Chen Yongliang suddenly felt a strong pressure and couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he had to drink.

However, this wine was no ordinary wine, but a spiritual wine similar to Zui Xian Niang, but more potent. Chen Yongliang fell down after drinking a jar of wine.

Immediately, the maid named Xi Yan left with Chen Yongliang.

At this time, a young man walked out. The young man was extremely tall, but his face was as white as jade, and he was quite handsome. This was Meng Wei's son, Meng Jie. He said: "Father, when the young patriarch of Blackwater City comes, he must be here."

Asking for help, this delaying strategy can only delay it for a while. Father, how are you going to deal with it?"

"We must rescue, otherwise once Blackwater City is broken, it will be our turn, Mengshan City, to bear the brunt. However, we have to let Blackwater City take the lead for a while."

Meng Wei smiled and said. Even if he is the leader of the Southern Barbarians elected by the seven tribes, that is only in name. It is impossible for the other five tribes to immediately send troops to rescue Blackwater City, but it is impossible for Blackwater City to continue to support it.

, it is impossible to resist the Chu army. Therefore, the rescue time must be chosen cleverly to make it happen.

…

The next day, early in the morning, the red sun was rising.

In the Southern Wasteland, beside Blackpool Lake, in the Dachu Military Camp, inside a tent.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and circulated the Canglang Immortal Body. The golden and white spiritual light kept rotating around him.

After a while, Ling Feng opened his eyes and checked the attribute table. After practicing overnight, his skill proficiency increased by more than 1,000 points. As long as he has enough blood essence and middle-grade Xuanling Dan, his training speed is still very impressive. However,

The middle-grade Xuanling Pill has been exhausted, and he spent another 25,000 taels to refine 50 bottles last night.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Feng finished washing and a soldier brought food.

However, this dish is incomparable to restaurants. The conditions in the military are limited, and Ling Feng doesn't care.

Not long after he finished his meal, Han Yue came and said, "Your Majesty the Governor, please come to the camp to discuss countermeasures."

Ling Feng nodded and said: "Okay!"

After a while, Ling Feng followed Han Yue to the big tent. He looked up and saw Governor Zhou Yanyu sitting in the main seat. And below him, sitting on the left side, was an old man in red with a long black beard. His appearance was unprepossessing, but

There is a violent volcano-like Qi inside his body, and he turns out to be a strong martial artist with profound cultivation. As for the first place on the right, it is empty.

Nearly twenty other generals are all standing, but each of them has a cultivation level above the peak of Aphrodisiac.

At this time, Zhou Yanyu pointed to his right head and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, please sit over here!"

Ling Feng did not refuse, and sat down on the right side of the table in a generous manner. As a Qinglong Guard, sitting in this position was more than enough, and no one dared to gossip.

And Han Yue also stood behind him, looking like a loyal subordinate. Nowadays, the highest status of the Five Dragon Guards in the army is Ling Feng. As the Five Dragon Guards, Han Yue naturally followed Ling Feng.

At this time, Zhou Yanyu said: "Everyone, in front of us is Blackwater City. This city is a rare fortified city. In the city is the Blackwater Tribe, one of the seven major tribes of the Southern Barbarians. It has a strong military force and there are many powerful martial artists. Everyone.

Is there any way to defeat the enemy? Today, you can speak freely, regardless of whether the method is good or bad, and you will never blame me. Everyone will express his or her own opinion."

However, generals, look at me and I look at you, no one is willing to be the first person. If Heishui City was in trouble, Zhou Yanyu would not discuss it with them.

After a while, a general said: "Actually, we can dig a tunnel, dig in secretly, and then send a small group of elite troops in, cooperate inside and outside, and open the city gate."

Zhou Yanyu said: "Digging tunnels is a common tactic. The Blackwater tribe must be on guard, so the chances are slim. Are there any other strategies?"

Immediately, someone else said: "In a sneak attack at night, the walls of Blackwater City cannot stop the innate masters. If you prepare the flying claws, it will not be difficult to board the city gate!"

Zhou Yanyu shook his head and said: "It is actually not difficult to seize the city gate. We can capture it by sending out a strong martial artist. But Blackwater City can still be taken back, or even retreated. What we need is to eliminate the Blackwater Department. Everyone has

What’s a good idea?”

Everyone was silent now, because trickery can only take a little advantage, and the final victory still depends on the strength of both parties.

At this time, the old man in red robe said: "Brother Zhou, I also have some ideas. Brother Zhou, please try to stop. If it doesn't work, just treat it as a joke."

Zhou Yanyu smiled and said: "Brother Nangong is willing to help, I am very grateful!"

The old man in red robe smiled and didn't take it seriously. His name was Nangong Yanyu. He was the elder of the Nangong family and the great-uncle of Nangong Aotian. He pondered for a moment and said: "Actually, our enemies are not just the Blackwater Department.

, but the whole

Seven tribes of the Southern Barbarians. Although these seven tribes fight fiercely among themselves, they are all prosperous and suffer losses. They will definitely send troops to rescue them. We don’t need to capture Blackwater City, we only need to surround it and send troops to ambush the six tribesmen who come to rescue.

Just a horse.”

After hearing this, Zhou Yanyu suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Nangong's move to encircle a point and call for reinforcements is quite clever. Now, our battle line is too long, and the road to transport food can easily be cut off. Why not drag the seven Nanman tribes to a duel in Heishui City?

!Does anyone have anything to add?”

At this time, a general bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Master Lin hasn't spoken yet, why don't you ask Master Lin to speak."

Zhou Yanyu also looked at Ling Feng and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, do you want to say a few words?"

Ling Feng smiled. This general was obviously looking for trouble. He probably felt that he was not yet the Wuzong and should not be in this position.

He didn't want to speak, but Ling Feng had always despised this kind of slap in the face, so he said: "The other six major tribes of the Southern Barbarians will definitely be happy to see the strength of the Black Water Tribe being consumed, so reinforcements will never be so fast.
Chapter completed!