Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The central army tent.

Qu Sheng was wearing a long gown under his robe. This slightly strange outfit did not look out of place on him. He had the elegance of a scholar and the dignity of a powerful person.

Looking at the number of military supplies just reported, his brows were furrowed.

The generals and staff in the tent were also silent, with many expressions of indignation.

"Report, the Wayue tribe is moving unusually, and it seems that they are moving towards the direction of Qingmu City!"

A messenger quickly entered the tent.

After he reported the news from the scout, the sound of slapping the table was finally heard in the tent.

"Military pay is less again."

"Hmph, forget about the less. I don't know how many parasites will take advantage of the money transported from the imperial capital to the South Gate. I don't know how much will be left here!"

"The military supplies and pay for the 80,000 people in Qingmu City were originally paid by the prince himself."

"What does the emperor mean? Does he want us to give up Qingmu City?"

"Qingmu City is the barrier of the South Gate. If we abandon Qingmu today and abandon the South Gate tomorrow, you and I might as well just retire!"

Until Qu Sheng snorted coldly, these indignant voices died down.

"As a general, all you have to say is to devote yourself to the country."

"Who said you wanted to retire? Go and get thirty military sticks."

The generals looked at Commander Qu, who had taken his family to Qingmu City, and looked at the man who had spoken the most fiercely.

The big man received the military order in a muffled voice and stood up and left the big tent.

With the dull sound of military sticks hitting the back outside, Qu Sheng slowly spoke again:

"Report the military situation first and let the prince decide."

"All troops should be alert. Alcohol is prohibited in the army from now on. Violators will be severely punished. Go down."

"Yes."

Soon, he was the only one left in the big tent.

Qu Sheng was silent for a while, and called the guards:

"Where is the young marquis?"

"He organized a hundred-man army in the training ground to compete with Li Tianjiao. This was initiated by Zhong Ling."

"A hundred-man army is enough to compete with Neijing. If Li Tianjiao doesn't know the method of military formation, he will suffer a little loss."

Qu Sheng nodded when he heard it.

Tianjiao is so arrogant. He knows that the battlefield is ruthless and his personal ability is small. He can persuade him later.

Let Li Mo Yingbing, along with the young marquis, leave Qingmu City as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he also walked out of the central army tent and headed towards the parade ground.

.....

On the other side.

The sun was high in the sky, and the north wind passed through, but it could not blow away the murderous aura on the battlefield.

In the tight dispatch, the hundred guards were like the most sophisticated machine parts, following the operation of the military formation, and the aura was twisted into a rope.

If this formation is compared to a sharp knife, then Zhong Zhenyue is the tip of the knife.

He was wearing heavy armor, and the aura of the military formation was condensed to the peak on him, and even the shadow behind him was faintly emitting the sound of iron horses and golden swords, and the deafening shouts of killing.

There was a vague sense of the inner scene.

A normal person facing this military formation would probably be frightened and tremble, and his mind would be blank.

"Your physique is particularly suitable for the method of military formation."

Li Mo couldn't help but praise.

"No wonder Brother Li's ranking on the Hidden Dragon List has risen so much."

Zhong Zhenyue said solemnly: "Could it be that Brother Li observed another will of the Yazi God in Southern Xinjiang?"

He had heard a long time ago that Zhuyan, Qiongqi, Yazi, and Wuzhiqi were the most aggressive tribes among the monsters.

Of these four tribes, Wuzhiqi has disappeared for a long time, and Yazi and Zhuyan are both disaster beasts.

Li Mo shook his head and said: "This is not the will of the gods, but the remaining power of the true spirit bloodline..."

"True spirit?"

"Yes."

"Hiss, this true spirit bloodline is so similar to the will of the gods."

"In essence, the difference between the two is indeed very small..."

On the stage for selecting generals, Zhong Ling frowned.

Okay, these two people are still chatting, how can they take it seriously at all?

Zhong Zhenyue used to be so confident and proud, but he changed after coming back from Yunzhou.

He became less interested in women, more focused on martial arts, and ignored himself...

All for the sake of chasing after the figure of the wife's fighting spirit!

So she waved the flag.

For the military formation, military orders are like mountains.

Suddenly.

The power in Zhong Zhenyue's body was ready to go with the flow of the troops. He was so caught up that he couldn't do it, so he could only shout:

"Swords have no eyes, Brother Li, be careful!"

"Come on!"

Li Mo exhaled a breath of white air, and also felt the fighting spirit flowing in his body, and the blood seemed to be burning!

This time it really burned!

It happened in a flash.

A huge battleThe shadow of the halberd, with a fierce murderous intent, pressed down towards Li Mo.

And this was only the main attacker Zhong Zhenyue, the standard spears in the army covered from all directions like raindrops.

Clang——

Forty, who was ready to go, rushed head-on with a sharp spirit of killing.

After the roar, a big pit appeared on the spot.

The dust and smoke dissipated, revealing the scene inside.

Equally matched.

Zhong Ling's eyes widened, and his lips couldn't close.

The attack that was enough to shake the sixth-grade disaster beast was blocked by one person!

And the spear like a meat grinder pierced the boy's body, and sparks burst out!

In the same realm, human power can confront the army?

Let alone people, disaster beasts absolutely can't do it!

Can his physical strength be comparable to the inner realm strongman who has practiced horizontal training? Is this the horror of the top geniuses on the Potential Dragon List?

And.....

Isn't he a swordsman? !

Zhong Ling's worldview changed a little, but she still gritted her teeth and commanded the army.

Her military formation attainments were really good. When she found that the strong attack was useless, she stopped the head-on confrontation. Hundreds of guards under her command turned into a wave of soldiers, wave after wave of impact, like a drop of water wearing away a stone.

In one word, consumption!

If a strong man with inner vision was trapped in the military formation, he would also be consumed to death.

"Come on."

Li Mo stood alone in the black tide, like a reef that had stood for ages, not shaking at all.

The true spirit of Jiaozi roared wantonly at this time.

He swung the hammer, seven Xuandan, and thirty-six main veins, which made his strength endless, and even more courageous!

"Roar!"

The true spirit of Jiaozi finally recognized this young man, and willingly turned into a stream of light and merged into the stone monkey divine pattern!

Li Mo's stern features flashed by.

His fighting spirit reached its peak at this moment!

Boom——

Ding Fengbo!

A hammer fell and hit the ground, making the yellow earth surge like waves.

The huge force reached all directions and swept every guard. Even if the lower body was stable and rooted, it was useless. For a while, the army fell to the ground and collapsed.

Zhong Zhenyue staggered back, leaning on the ground with his spear, and finally did not fall down.

Zhong Ling had fallen into a daze, and the flag slipped silently from her hand.

At the entrance of the training ground.

"This boy is so brave. If he joins the army, in time..."

Qu Sheng stepped into the training ground with his hands behind his back. He stared at the young man in the field who was holding his head high and his upper body bare, and was growing into a young man. His eyes burst with a strong light.

"He will be a great enemy of ten thousand people and a great general of the time!"

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PS: Today the book will be cross-examined and cannot be changed. Missed typos will be corrected immediately after the review.

Now I am more nervous and excited about watching the audience's recharge every day than watching the manuscript fee. Is it possible for Xiao Pujie to enter the top ten of the gift list (rubbing hands)?