Watson and Xiao Hei, who were hidden among the wild horses, were running wildly to welcome the dawn. The four armies of Jiankun Royal Court had returned to the royal tent.

After the panic in the middle of the night, when the first ray of sunlight sets in the sky.

Whether it was the elders or generals in the five tents, or even the women, they realized that they were just panicking for nothing.

A fire only burned down one of the two large grain and grass warehouses, and even the tents of the herdsmen were not affected by the sudden fire.

There were no human casualties, no casualties of horses, cattle and sheep. To the herdsmen on the grassland, these were not considered casualties.

All things grow in spring, and they will not prepare food for the winter until autumn. There is also a granary, so they will not starve.

So some herdsmen told the elders that this was King Khan's betrayal, so divine fire came from heaven to punish King Jiankun.

Even when the chasing army came back, they said that they could not hear the sound of escaping horses' hooves in the vast darkness.

So after counting the losses, the elders finally arrived in front of King Khan's royal tent.

"The royal court was attacked last night, and a granary was burned down by a divine fire."

Outside the king's tent, an elder looked at the woman who came out after hearing the sound, and calmly told her everything that had happened and the loss to the royal court.

The woman was startled for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "Since there are no casualties, let's come back to discuss matters after Chen hour."

After saying that, she turned around and entered the big tent. As the mistress of the royal court, she only cared about the casualties of her people.

Since the personnel and property are safe, there is no need to waste a lot of time.

In her eyes, compared to the war in southern Xinjiang, the attack on the royal court is naturally a trivial matter. As long as the army from southern Xinjiang does not come to kill them, what does losing some food and grass mean?

Zhize Mingyu, who had no tolerance for alcohol, stayed drunk all night. He didn't open his eyes until his mother was called out by the elder outside the tent.

He sat up with all his strength, but there was a letter on his chest under his tentacles.

After taking a closer look in the morning light, a scream called the woman back to the tent. She looked at the woman blankly and said, "Mother, the southern Xinjiang army is coming to cause trouble for us."

The woman took the letter and read it, and she suddenly said angrily: "Everyone said your father was stupid, now it's better, people are coming to your door."

Zhize Mingyu shook his head and said: "Brother Watson is good to me, and he wants to help me break through the situation..."

The young man told the woman what happened yesterday in detail: "Brother Watson just wanted us not to give them food and grass, and he didn't mean anything malicious."

The woman touched her head and smiled: "That's because he likes you...After this happened, I want to discuss it in detail with the elders to see how to respond to your father's request."

Sighing softly, the woman smiled bitterly and said: "No, I just received a letter from your father. I saw that these grains and grass were about to be shipped to southern Xinjiang. Now the fire is gone..."

Zhize Mingyu smiled faintly and said: "Just tell my father that everything is God's will. If you can't win, just take the army home. I miss him a little."

The woman nodded and warned softly: "As long as you and I know about this, don't tell us anymore. I have my own arrangements for food and grass."

Zhize Mingyu laughed: "Everything depends on the mother's arrangements."

The woman sighed. No wonder the army couldn't even hear the sound of horse hooves. It turned out that there were experts from the royal court.

Not to mention that the food and grass had been destroyed now, she was determined not to help the Nanhai army with food and grass just to help her son achieve breakthrough in cultivation.

After all, there are old people and children in the Jiankun Royal Court, so they can't starve themselves to pick up the Nanhai army on the battlefield in Jinan Xinjiang.

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Ordinarily, Watson and Xiao Hei could burn down all the granaries in Jiankun Palace. As long as Watson didn't say anything, Zhize Mingyu would probably not even think that this was Huawei's fault.

It's just because the two of them met by fate, or because Jizawa Mingyu has a pair of clean and bright eyes.

Watson changed his mind at the last moment and left a granary for the elderly and children of the royal court.

In his opinion, even the mistress of the royal court and a group of elders are willing to let the elderly and children starve, so the worst he can do is go to the three towns with Xiao Hei to set fire to it.

Speaking of arson, it is not murder, so who is afraid of whom?

As long as he wins this war, he just needs to use some means. In Watson's opinion, it is not a sin at all. After all, he has eliminated the bandits deep in the Yinshan Mountains for the herdsmen on the grassland.

Those bandits who come out to rob herdsmen and harm one area in the name of rebirth are the biggest hidden dangers on the grassland.

Just as the sun was rising in the sky, the wild horses following him and Xiao Hei saw Xiao Hei's appearance clearly and scattered in all directions with a roar.

Finally, they gathered together again under the call of the Horse King, roared, turned around and ran away.

Watson on horseback looked at everything in front of him quietly, with wonder flashing in his eyes.

On the grassland, the torrent of wild horses is probably no less than the cavalry of the major royal courts. They have strict discipline and turn away quickly in the blink of an eye.

After some discussion, the generals and elders who stayed behind at Jiankun Palace all agreed with the hostess's opinion.

After all, whether they win this war or not has little to do with them, because they have left their homeland where they have lived for thousands of years.

The three towns in southern Xinjiang are just markets where they sell goods and purchase daily necessities, not their homes.

In less than two years, as long as the southern Xinjiang army finishes this war, they can continue to do business in the three towns and there is no need to fight with the southern Xinjiang army.

With the idea in hand, Zhize Mingyu's mother was not in a hurry to write back to King Khan, saying that she had to protect her son first before breaking through.

The war ahead is not what she wants, only her son's practice is the most important thing.

Zhi Ze Mingyu thought about Watson's last words and couldn't help but sigh: "Mother, I don't know when I can see Brother Watson again. I haven't invited him to drink yet."

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future." The woman looked at her precious son and said, "After this war is over, you can go to Nanyun City to inquire."

Zhize Mingyu smiled: "Brother Watson said that this jar of spiritual wine can help me suddenly reach the level of Nascent Soul."

…

After running wildly for several hours, the herd of wild horses had left before his eyes, and Watson also took back the reins.

Finding a place with water to set up camp solved a big problem, and the rest was much simpler.

Xiao Hei frowned and shouted to him: "If you don't cook something to eat, do you want to starve to death?"

Watson jumped into the river to wash away the smelly sweat. He looked at Xiao Hei and said with a smile: "I think this time we have left a nightmare for King Khan of Jiankun Palace. Let's see if he still dares to follow Yun Zhongchen wholeheartedly."

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"It's good to scare him away, but what if he becomes stubborn?"

Xiao Hei glanced at him and said, "We will inevitably have to fight them face to face by then."

"So what? I fought with my life against bandits."

Watson squinted his eyes and looked at a white cloud floating in the sky, grinning and said: "Even the monks in the South China Sea Tribulation Realm have been killed by me a lot. Am I still afraid of them?"

Xiao Hei rarely smiled faintly. As Watson said, he can now be regarded as a great monk in southern Xinjiang.

If Feixian Island in the South China Sea hadn't sent monks whose cultivation levels surpassed that of this world, Watson wouldn't be afraid of confronting others head-on in the future.

Watching Watson become stronger day by day is like thinking of his brother on Tianshan Mountain getting older day by day.

I felt very uncomfortable.

Although he also knew that what Li Xiuyuan showed him was only the necessary process of cultivating the world, he still felt very uncomfortable.

Because whether it was an immortal dragon soul on Fangcun Mountain or a crow that was hunted down by killers sent by the great elder in Shenlong Continent, it was his brother who personally saved him.

And all these things, he could not tell anyone except his brother.

Xiao Bai estimated that he had already left Shenlong Valley with his master, and he didn't know when they would meet again. Right now, he just wanted to be by his brother's side.

Even if it takes a few years to change the world.

Another world? Thinking of this, Xiao Hei's eyes lit up, or if he left the five realms, that would be the day he could resume his life.

…

It was near the end of spring, and a beam of Yangjiang fell from outside the living room and shone on the ground, and then reflected on the edge of the tea cup on the table, as if an invisible sword energy struck Nalan Yu's face.

Hua Tianxia sat quietly beside him, looking at the sad-looking general and saying nothing.

Her purpose in coming to southern Xinjiang was just to take her son to the battlefield to kill a few enemies and let the princess see the cruelty of war.

Yang Kaiyi, Ouyang Dongli and others were responsible for making suggestions.

Even Hua Luoyu rarely came up with ideas. Neither woman had any experience in fighting, just because the National Division did not allow them to participate in the Beihai War.

Before the summer solstice, only the last trench remained on the wasteland.

No matter how much he and Yang Kaiyi imagined, they never expected that the South China Sea army would be so fierce, marching down five trenches since the beginning of spring.

If the big pits dug in the wasteland hadn't been detonated one by one, I'm afraid the army would have laid siege to the city.

Thinking of this, Nalanyu's eyes were a little complicated, but he couldn't tell Hua Tianxia.

I want to say that people in Tianshan no longer care about winning or losing this war.

"It's useless even if you think about the Imperial Master."

Hua Tianxia knew what Nalan Yu was thinking. It was impossible for Li Xiuyuan to go down to the Tianshan Mountains. He said softly: "He had already fought two wars for the dynasty..."

As a great monk, Hua Tianxia knew that the ultimate goal of his group was not to rule a country, but to gain immortality.

Not to mention that the Imperial Master had severed all ties with the emperor back then, but the current emperor, the first thing he did when he came back was to save the lives of the emperor's family of three.

Regardless of public or private matters, the Five Domains Dynasty should no longer disturb his practice.

"I'm just thinking about it." Nalan Yu naturally had to face this battle in the end by himself and others.

After a pause, he sighed and said, "Madam, you don't have to worry too much. The current Nanyun City is no longer the same city it was back then."
To be continued...