The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Li Jiu knew it well, but he didn't say it directly. He gently gestured to Peng Jia, looked around, and warned in a more secretive tone: "My lord, be careful with your words, there are ears on the other side of the wall."

Upon seeing this, Peng Jia immediately leaned close to Li Jiu's ear and asked softly, "Brother Li, do you mean the person coming is Duan Tianyang?" Li Jiu nodded in confirmation.

Peng Jia was puzzled: "Why...why did he suddenly visit my Suzaku City? What is his intention?"

Li Jiu smiled but did not answer. He already understood in his heart that Duan Tianyang's intention of this trip was obvious, which was to try to persuade the enemy to surrender.

At this moment, the soldier who had just left led in three people, two men and one woman. The leading young man was about twenty years old, with a fair face, a light beard, a tall figure and an extraordinary temperament.

The two people behind him, the man was as cold as ice, and the woman had a little baby fat.

Although the three men were dressed simply, wearing only linen clothes and cloth pants, it was difficult to conceal the majesty that emanated from them that should not be underestimated.

After carefully examining the three people, Peng Jia finally stood up straight. Just as he was about to speak, Li Jiu quickly raised his head and said to the soldier decisively: "You can leave now."

The soldier nodded in response, saluted respectfully, and then quietly left the hall.

After the soldier disappeared in the courtyard, Peng Jia's eyes were focused on Duan Tianyang and the other two again. He asked, "Excuse me, who is Yang Tian?"

"It's me!" Duan Tianyang responded with a smile, looking relaxed and contented.

"Yang Tian, ​​is that your real name?" Peng Jia's eyes were fixed on Duan Tianyang, and he seemed a little doubtful.

"Since Lord Peng is willing to see me, he must be aware of my identity. Why should I test him again?" Duan Tianyang still had a smile on his face and answered calmly.

Facing Duan Tianyang's frankness, Peng Jia couldn't help but ask again: "Are you...really Duan Tianyang?"

"What do you think?" Duan Tianyang asked back as he turned lightly. When he faced Peng Jia again, the beard on his face had disappeared, leaving only an unparalleled handsome face.

At this moment, Peng Jia's heart was shocked.

Such an extraordinarily handsome appearance is rare in the world and indeed difficult to fake, which completely fits the outside world's description of Duan Tianyang.

Peng Jia stood there in a daze, and the hall was silent for a moment.

Li Jiu coughed lightly in a low and powerful voice, breaking the silence.

Peng Jia woke up from his dream. He quickly adjusted his demeanor, bowed, and said humbly, "Master Duan, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I hope you will forgive me. I wonder what Master Duan is here for?"

Seeing this, Duan Tianyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied in a slightly relaxed tone: "I came here to save Lord Peng."

Peng Jia couldn't help but look puzzled and asked, "Why did Lord Duan say that?"

Duan Tianyang immediately put away his smile, put his hands behind his back, and paced leisurely in the hall, saying slowly: "Shen Bo is so arrogant that he dared to kill my messenger. Lord Peng doesn't think that this matter can be let go, right?"

Peng Jia's heart was slightly moved. He calmed down and responded in a deep voice: "The murder of the messenger was actually done by Shen Bo. It was not my intention..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Tianyang interrupted him and said, "That's why I came to discuss this with Master Peng. If not, my bhikkhu army would have been at the gates of the city long ago. How could Master Peng talk to me so calmly?"

Peng Jia's expression suddenly became solemn. Did Duan Tianyang really plan to send troops to Suzaku City?

He lowered his head, his expression unpredictable, and he was silent as stone.

At this moment, Li Jiu beside him suddenly raised his head and laughed, saying: "Master Duan, you are a little too arrogant. Although the number of soldiers in Zhuque City is not large, if you rely on the city defense to hold on, it will not be easy for you to break through easily."

After a short pause, he looked at Duan Tianyang with a look that seemed relaxed but was actually sharp, and continued: "What's more, although you now have many soldiers and generals, it is only a surface phenomenon. Apart from the monks, the rest are temporary troops drawn from various cities. Their combat effectiveness varies and they lack tacit cooperation. I am afraid that even if the two armies confront each other head-on, it will be a problem whether your soldiers can form an effective battle formation."

Li Jiu's words were full of gems, pointing directly to the weak spots of the monk army.

Duan Tianyang was shocked. He re-examined Li Jiu in front of him. He didn't expect that there was such a wise man hiding beside Peng Jia.

He quickly adjusted his mentality and pretended to be calm and asked, "May I ask what is this gentleman's name?"

"I dare not. I am Li Jiu."

Duan Tianyang said with a smile: "It's Xiaojiu. If our army adopts the strategy of besieging but not attacking Zhuque City, I wonder what good strategy Xiaojiu has to deal with it?" He cleverly borrowed Wen Daozun's strategy and questioned Li Jiu.

After hearing his words, Li Jiu fell silent, while Peng Jia could not help but sweating profusely.

As the lord of Suzaku City, he knew exactly how much food was stored in the city and how much was consumed by the people every day.

If, as Duan Tianyang said, the Bhikkhu Army adopted the strategy of besieging Suzaku City without attacking it, then within twenty days, the food in Suzaku City would be exhausted.

Peng Jia nervously bowed to Duan Tianyang and said, "Master Duan, if you really do this, wouldn't that mean the death of 200,000 people in Suzaku City?"

"Is it your fault?"

"what?"

"Lord Peng is the lord of Suzaku City. This is a problem you should consider, not me!" Duan Tianyang said firmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a smile appeared on Li Jiu's face. He slowly said, "Master Duan, if you insist on doing this, I'm afraid we will be forced to form an alliance with Zhou Baiyuan. At that time, we will have to seek help from Zhou Baiyuan's rebels and ask them to march to the West Gate, while we will contain the monk army in Suzaku City. In this way, Master Duan will be attacked from both sides."

His words made Duan Tianyang's eyes instantly sharp as an eagle, as if two rays of light burst out.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the hall. Peng Jia was so frightened by the sudden change that he almost fell off his chair and hurried to steady himself.

Li Jiu also instinctively raised his hands and protected his face with his wide sleeves.

The strong wind came and went quickly, as if it had never been there.

Duan Tianyang's eyes flashed with coldness, and he smiled and said: "Lord Peng, if you really intend to collude with the rebels, you would have done so long ago. Why would you wait until today?" His words revealed deep insight.

Facing Duan Tianyang's direct gaze, Li Jiu did not back down. He responded, "Master Duan, if you don't leave us a glimmer of hope, then we will have no choice but to surrender to the rebels to protect ourselves."

Duan Tianyang looked at Li Jiu, and now he knew that Peng Jia was a simple-minded person, but the dog-headed military advisor beside him was not simple.

He smiled slowly and said, "I can assure you, Lord Peng, that as long as you are willing to submit, the position of Lord of Suzaku City will still belong to you."