To say that they die together is of course just Tang En's beautiful fantasy.

This situation is not impossible, but it is rare. As Tang En said before, when a master fights, he will fight for the first slightest line. In fact, the so-called first slightest line is actually the difference between the natural barriers.

Tang En didn't know which one is better or less powerful than Bamutu and Wu Ding. If he didn't reach that height, he wouldn't be able to see it completely. Just as a person halfway up the mountain would never know the scenery on the top of the mountain.

However, Tang En can guess that Bamutu was defeated by Wuding's sword more than ten years ago and was kicked out of Bran. More than ten years later, although Bamutu devoted himself to practicing hard, Wuding could not have made any progress. So, Tang En thought that Bamutu's current strength should still be a little worse than Wuding.

If it were in the past, how could Bamutu lose a crushing defeat, of course it was not related to Tang En's business, but now Bamutu is on the same boat as him, and it will be different. It is precisely because of this that Tang En is now very keen on making these pre-war small moves, which is really not just a joke...

If possible, who wouldn't want to have a good match at once? Even as a bystander, it would be satisfying to watch?

But now when it comes to the prospect of the survival of the gray-clothed army, what is more important is that no matter Tang En or Bamutu, they are not very sure of Wu Ding to escape unstoppable. Tang En is decisive and shameless, leaving everything aside. As long as it can be thought of, as long as it works, Tang En doesn't mind trying various small moves in turn.

As a killer and an assassin, Tang En still has professional ethics, so there is no sense of shame or guilt at all. On the contrary, Tang En thinks this is a virtue!

As long as you do it, even if it seems inconspicuous, it can always have some effect! It doesn’t matter if the effect is weak or even ignores it. It can be accumulated slowly and brewed slowly, and quantitative change can always cause qualitative change...

Isn't it?

...

OK, let's take our eyes off for the moment.

Just as the gray-clothed army killed all directions, stirring up the storm; just as Tang En held Yugong's spirit of moving mountains and ran around to sell moral integrity, Bran Capital City, the teacher in charge of professor Wang Ting's daughter. He also served as the only contact person between Wang Ting and the sword god Wu Ding, Haita stepped onto Wu Ding's small residence again.

"...Master, this is the situation now. Tang En's whereabouts are still unknown, but the gray-clothed army launched a massive attack that broke through the siege and attacked the hinterland of the north. The Northern Military Office is now unable to suppress it, and several war reports were issued in succession..."

"Tell me your judgment."

"Two possibilities. One is that Tang En had an accident, and the Gray-Clothed Army took revenge. Master, Master, the leader of the Gray-Clothed Army, Joshia, is a lover relationship with Tang En. So. After knowing that Tang En had an accident, it is very likely that he would choose to ignore the revenge of Bran. There is another possibility. Tang En has returned safely. Joshia has no scruples anymore, so he led the Gray-Clothed Army to provoke a war..."

"What kind of thing do you think is it?"

After a moment of pause, Haita loosened his neck and buckled his neck, and gritted his teeth and spoke: "First. Master, our previous calculations were still too one-sided. I thought that if we killed the Supreme Commander of the Barbarians, the Barbarian Army would retreat. But now the border situation has deteriorated to an extreme extent. Even if Tang En succeeded, the Barbarian Army would not choose to retreat after occupying the border defense line. Because this is the best opportunity for them to wait for a long time... The actual situation is now. Although the Barbarian Army did not advance straight, there was no sign of retreat. Instead, it was repairing the city wall with the intention of consolidating the rear..."

After pausing, he looked at Wu Ding with an undeniable look, Haita said pursed his lips and said, "I just came to the judgment that Tang En had failed in succession, because if Tang En really killed the Supreme Commander of the Barbarians, the tribe would definitely not give up. At least it would send troops to chase and suppress them, rather than being as calm as it is now."

Wen Silin, who was sitting silently beside him, nodded slightly when he heard this, obviously agreeing with this inference.

After being silent for a while, Wu Ding looked up at Haita's expression, but asked slowly: "You were a little hesitant before making a judgment, what else did you say?"

"Yeah, I can't hide it from the master." Haita was stunned when he heard this. After reacting, he nodded and frowned, "Actually, it's not a hiding, but I think this matter is too... too absurd!"

"Oh? Tell me."

"Master, you know, although we also talked about the Grey Army before, we didn't really care about it. We only identified the enemy of the Northern Wilderness Tribe. But now, with the Grey Army having a large wings, especially after officially breaking through the blockade a few days ago and breaking into the hinterland of the north, we can now pose a real threat to the stability of the empire! The military has also collected some information on the combat situation of the Grey Army, preparing to analyze it in detail, and then transferred the corresponding general reinforcements from the south to suppress it. But... but the analysis results are a bit ridiculous..."

After taking a breath, it should be that the result was so amazing that the Haita, who had known for a long time, still looked extremely strange now. "The previous battle situation was fine... not much problem. The combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Gray Clothes Army was indeed amazing. The military speculated that the combat effectiveness of the Bran regular soldiers, especially the weapon called the purple-bore cannon in their hands, which was even more amazing. Of course, this is not the point. The focus is on the battle situation of the Gray Clothes Army after breaking through, which is not long ago... the military said that the command style is very familiar, whether it is tactical command, soldier allocation, strategic thinking, etc., very similar... it is very similar to the work of the mysterious barbarian commander who fought with the front line legion before. Or to be more precise, the command style of the Gray Clothes Army is now simpler, more efficient, and more powerful than the mysterious barbarian commander!"

Wen Silin was stunned when he heard this, and instantly understood the hesitation of Haita before, and said subconsciously with a ridiculous look on his face: "Senior Brother, what do you mean... is the mysterious barbarian commander who ran to the gray-clothed army to command the army?"

"Haha, it just feels similar...so I also say this is ridiculous..." After spreading his hands, Haita was obviously speechless about the results given by the military, and he looked dry and smiled. But at this moment, Yu Guang swept Wu Ding's expression and was stunned.

He lowered his head and frowned. Wu Ding, wearing a velvet blanket, could not see any absurdity in his expression. Instead, he pondered something thoughtfully. His face was changing as if the wind and clouds were changing.

"Master..." Haita was stunned when he saw this. He thought of something. His expression was also very exciting, but it was mostly unbelievable. He licked his lips and asked tentatively, "You don't think the result given by the military..."

"Don't say it." Looking up, Wu Ding raised his lips, showing a few rare bitter smiles. Then he shook his head, and the blanket on his shoulders quietly slid down, and waved his hand, "Go, bring my sword, and go down the mountain now."

"Well……"

"This...this is impossible!" Woodin's attitude undoubtedly recognized the joke that Wensling had just said casually, but the latter certainly would not feel any joy now. He shook his head with a ridiculous look on his face and shouted no.

"I thought no one could successfully assassinate under my nose before, what was the result?" Wu Ding smiled bitterly. "This little Tang, don't feel strange if he does anything... It's a pity that I've only reacted now. I was fooled around, haha, it seems that I'm really old."

He barely suppressed the shock in his heart, Haita frowned deeply: "Master, what clues can you see when you say that?"

"There is no clue, or even if there is, we won't think about that. But..." Wu Ding rubbed his eyebrows, "No matter what method Xiao Tang used, if it is assumed that he took the mysterious barbarian commander to the gray-clothed army. From the fruit, and then look at the reaction of the barbarian army... do you still think it is abnormal?"

Haita and Wen Silin were shocked when they heard this, and their expression gradually changed. No matter what happens, they are afraid of going from the result to the cause. No matter how complicated the game is, as long as they are repeated, there will be no escape in the mistakes and flaws in the process, and they will be exposed one by one.

"Think about it slowly on the road." Wu Ding slowly stood up, his old and thin body gradually straightened, like a hatchet that washed away the rusty marks, as cold as ice water. "Now, take a sword down the mountain."

...

Thinking of the guy whom he called Xiao Tang, Wu Ding's mood is a bit complicated now. It's like drinking a sip of soup with both sweet, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty and flavors. If you don't taste any taste specifically, it's just simple and complicated.

There is no question of being deceived or being angry. This is the truth. You cannot just allow you to plot against the other party and not accept the fact that the other party will show you the other party. With Woodin's demeanor, of course, it is not like this. So when I think of Tang En's actions, Woodin didn't feel any disgusting, but just sighed that he was really old and had a helpless melancholy similar to being beaten to death on the beach by the back waves.

Of course, no matter how complicated this feels, it will not affect Woodin's judgment. Since the gray-clothed army is likely to join forces with the Northern Wilderness Tribe, then for the old man who will protect Bran for the rest of his life, it will be the enemy.

Since it is an enemy, Wuding certainly would not miss the excellent opportunity to take the leader Joshia and the mysterious commander of the Northern Wilderness Tribe.

Therefore, going down the mountain is an inevitable choice...

But unlike the last time I went down the mountain, Woodin, who knew that the opportunity was fleeting, did not hike anymore, but entered Brandu City with Winsling, choosing the most convenient and fastest way to travel and teleportation array.

Of course, Wu Ding, who has always been unfavorable to show off, even though he had rarely entered the capital of Bran openly for decades, he did not have the idea of ​​seeing the powerful and powerful Wang Ting, and went directly to the location of the magic tower in the capital.

Outside the tower, I returned to the sea tower in the capital first and led an old man holding a magic wand to meet him quickly: "Master, everything is ready. This is the space magician that takes us to the north this time."

Looking at the old magician who was obviously found in a hurry and looked confused, Wu Ding nodded slightly, then glanced at the seven or eight warriors who were bowing behind Haita, and frowned slightly.

These warriors are all not young, some of them have gray hair, and the youngest and middle-aged are also middle-aged. Looking at Wu Ding, he looked at Wu Ding with his eyesight. Of course, it can be seen that these people are all powerful people with perfect fighting spirit, and the middle-aged man with the lowest strength has also entered the threshold of empty-level. It is no exaggeration to say that anyone here is qualified to be in charge.

To be honest, this scene is a bit funny. Not to mention this luxurious team with great momentum, just like Wu Ding, it is rare to go down the mountain and to make a remote teleportation array. It is considered to be a trendy one, but it ended up in the first experience.

Turning his head and looking at the old space wielding his staff, and the cold sweat gradually faded away, Wu Ding looked at Haita for some reason: "What's going on?"

"Master, wait." Haita frowned and traveled through the crowd, and briefly communicated with the old mage in space and the magician who was sitting here, and turned around, "There was something wrong. It was impossible to connect to a predetermined northern teleportation array here. But the problem should not be big, just change the location."

As it turns out, the problem is huge.

For a while, everyone watched the old mage in this space constantly waving his staff and keep chanting spells... and sweating heavily, he tried all the connection locations. Then he jumped out of the magic array and began to check the installed space crystals and the route issues of the local teleportation array...

The sea tower that was communicating with the revolving again was a little helpless: "Master, it seems that we need to wait a little longer. There seems to be something wrong with the teleportation array here. It cannot be connected to any northern array point, and it is temporarily unavailable to teleport."

As we all know, a remote teleportation array involving mysterious and mysterious space mystery is an extremely delicate thing. Not to mention that the teleportation steps cannot be deviated at all, even the magic array itself is very prone to various problems. Therefore, no matter when the magic array is broken or which part is broken, it will not be surprising.

Therefore, when the magic array was unable to teleport, Haita and others subconsciously felt that something was wrong with the magic array here, and they would not expect that a bitch actually destroyed all the northern teleportation arrays that could connect to the south...

Wu Ding frowned and asked, "How long will it take to fix it?"

"This... is hard to say." The question is still the same, that involves space and ancient magic arrays. The sea tower dare not guarantee that the magic array can be repaired immediately, and it will take ten days and eight days to operate normally.

After pondering for a while, Wu Ding asked again: "How far is this place from the north?"

"It's still a long way, uh, master, do you want to..." After understanding Wu Ding's meaning, Haita's expression changed suddenly. He shook his head firmly against it without thinking, "No! Absolutely not!" Wu Ding went down the mountain to be a burden. If he was tired after the bumpy journey, then Wu Ding's old body...

"You know very well how rare this opportunity is. It concerns the life and death of the empire! Besides, I am not so old that I can't walk!" He shouted in a deep voice. Wu Ding ignored Haita and waved his hands and ordered, "Please choose the nearest route and set off immediately."

After persisting for a while, seeing Wu Ding's expression becoming more gloomy and he had no intention of changing his mind at all. The old mage on the space there had no clue, Haita could only lower his head helplessly: "Go to the nearest port to take the water route, take the water route closer..."
Chapter completed!