Supreme pardon

"Wang, there is news that Zhongmeng has come to the front line."

In Hongqiao City, Wen Renjue was awakened early in the morning by the mice that had rushed over overnight.

The personal guard Lingsan stood in the corner, looking at his nose, nose and heart, as if he were a piece of wood.

Wen Renjue was in a bad mood, rubbing his eyes for a long time without saying a word.

After the mouse returned from Shuyi, his workload has been reduced a lot, but even so, he still has no time to rest.

Because Lan An is on an unfamiliar battlefield, he needs to carefully handle intelligence and provide full support, and there are not many days left before the deadline for the task assigned by the Lord himself a year and a half ago.

It can be said that besides Shuyi, he is the busiest in the entire Wangyu.

Moreover, no matter how busy Shuyi is, he always sits in the capital, but he has to run across the continents, and most of the time he has to fight in person.

Just now, he rushed back from the Holy Cauldron King Domain, because there were still arrangements to be made, and he was focused on reporting back as soon as possible, but failed to think thoroughly and disturbed his lord's clear dream.

"Go and call Lan An and the others over." After rubbing his eyes for a while, Wen Renjue closed his eyes and ordered softly.

The image of zero three was pressed on the switch, and it moved instantly.

The mouse didn't even see the man walking around, and the figure of the man had already swayed out of the door.

Two steps away from the man on the throne, looking left and right to see if there was no one in the room, the mouse simply covered its mouth and yawned.

God is pitiful, he didn't sleep well for two days, he only slept in the truck for a while on the road, and he had nightmares all the way due to the bumps.

"King." Lan An and Yan Zhen came quickly, and Pan Zhiyi was 2 minutes behind them. After entering, the three of them found chairs and sat down.

The mouse stood in the middle of the room, nodded slightly and greeted several colleagues.

Several family members arrived, because they had to discuss important matters, two personal guard teams were temporarily dispatched outside the door, and only two personal guards were left standing in the corner of the room.

Yan Zhen glanced at the first man, then at the mouse.

The other party didn't take off the makeup on his face because he came in a hurry, and he looks a bit old now, with tattered clothes all over his body, if he didn't bring the family token with him, he might not even be able to enter the door.

"Every time I see a rat, it's very fresh." Fiddled with the hair beside her ear, Lan An raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Yan Zhen and Pan Zhiyi chose to remain silent because Wen Ren Jue still had their eyes closed, but Lan An couldn't control it, playing with his hair, he raised his legs lazily, "Remember the last time you became a woman?"

The man's words were provocative, but the mouse didn't pay much attention.

Two months ago, due to personal emotional problems, Lan An did two things that violated the rules of the king. Needless to say, they were transmitted to the capital via the Ministry of Rats. He was scolded by Shu Yi on the phone for half an hour. Resentment is at its peak.

"What kind of tricks are you going to show us next time?" Lan An didn't care about people's ignorance, and put his hand on his chin, and said in a teasing tone, "But before you see me, it's best to say hello first, the city has not been peaceful recently. , Assassins come one by one, what if they accidentally treat you like garbage?"

"Don't worry about it." Knowing Lan An's temperament, the mouse didn't want to say much. Among the twelve relatives, it's normal that he is not treated well. Who likes to put people around him everywhere... …

It's a pity that because he hasn't slept for two days, and there are many and trivial things, he is not in a good mood.

"Do you know..." Lan An really didn't want to give up, tilted his head and mocked: "Two days ago I caught three little mice from the legion. , isn’t this just looking for death?”

"Rats have a strong ability to reproduce." The mouse was not angry, and turned to stare at him quietly. "Are you sure you have caught everything around you?"

"Oh, good! You..."

"Tsk." Wen Renjue moved his arms.

"..." He stopped speaking in time, and Lan An sat upright.

Opening his eyes, Wen Renjue glanced down slightly.

The mouse put its legs together, with a respectful expression on its face.

"You're so energetic early in the morning?" Touching the forehead with one hand, Wen Ren Jue squeezed it twice, "If you have the energy, you can go out and exchange ideas with my personal guards."

Blue Bank: "..."

Although they didn't dare to say it clearly, the two who had been fighting each other before began to mutter in their hearts at the same time... Whoever wants to compete with your personal guards is a bunch of monsters, and unlike the personal guards, they are people with status and won It's not honorable, but it's embarrassing to lose.

Who wants to do such a thing?

Therefore, Lan An chose to shut up, while Mouse changed the subject quickly.

"My lord, the information received the day before yesterday said that Zhongmeng came to the front line, and he should have arrived in Wuxi City yesterday."

"Should?" He opened his eyelids and heard that the person was neither hot nor cold.

The mouse straightened his expression, and quickly changed his words: "The man is in Wuxi City."

"How many soldiers and horses did you bring?" asked Pan Zhiyi, the old god.

However, he didn't seem to have heard the verbal struggle between the two family members before. If Shuyi was here, Lan An and Mouse would not be able to quarrel at all.

The difference between the two gentlemen is now understood by the higher-ups in Wang Yuzhong.

"The three legions have a total of 60 people. The number of guns and other weapons is the same as that of the previous legion. However, it cannot be ruled out whether they have brought something in private."

Rats are not omnipotent after all.

Pan Zhiyi understood this very well.

"60 horses?" Yan Zhen was very surprised, "There are so many people coming and making noise, isn't this the same as fanfare?"

"Just to tell us clearly," Lan An twisted her hair around her fingers, and smiled half-smile, "I'm here, and I'll beat you all if I want one."

Yan Zhen: "..."

"The scene is so big, it's going to drive us from Fuxing South and fight all the way back to Wangyu."

Yan Zhen was very helpless when he heard the tone of gloating.

Lan An no matter what the occasion is, as long as the man sitting above him is not angry, he can never be serious.

"Sir, in your opinion, Shengding transferred so many people here, is it because they want to fight us to the death in Fuxing City?"

"What do you think of the rat?" Pan Zhiyi didn't answer, but asked the rat's opinion first.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, the mouse cautiously said: "There is such a possibility. It is better to fight in other people's territory than to spread the war to our own city. As long as we finish fighting with our vital forces, it doesn't matter where we are."

Yes, whoever said that to destroy them, they must attack their cities, as long as Niesheng's army is defeated, and then all the way to the past, the result will be the same.

"It's better to fight in the revived city than for them to enter our kingdom."

After all, these cities in the south of Fuxing seem to be peaceful now, but everyone knows that this is just a false appearance.

With the flames of war, the outcome is uncertain.

And it is the same as the predicament that Shengding's legion will face. Although they control these cities in the south through puppet government and power, in terms of geographical advantages, Niesheng is not as familiar with these places as Shengding.

The same is true in the hearts of the people.

In a real fight, logistics is the most important thing. In this regard, they also don't have much advantage.

Although they were the first to tear up the covenant this time, they felt a little bit helpless, because the situation was obvious. No matter what, Shengding would not give them too much time to increase their strength. It can be seen that sooner or later in the not-too-distant future If they want to confront each other, they should move first, at least they can grasp some opportunities.

If he is passive, he may not even have a chance to win the more than 60 cities in the south, then Wenren Jue's painstaking efforts in the revival alliance for so long will be forfeited.

"Compared to us, the time on the Holy Cauldron is even more impatient. If we do it now, they have a greater advantage than us, but if we wait a few years, everything will be hard to say, so even if we don't move, they will first revive or directly attack us."

"You mean to fight anyway, Shengding is actually more willing to fight us in the revival alliance than to enter our king's domain?" Yan Zhen thought seriously.

"This is my personal opinion. If I were the top executive of Shengding, I should think so." After a short pause, seeing that neither Pan Zhiyi nor Wang intended to interrupt him, the mouse continued to analyze: "It's okay if we don't move. Now that we eat more than 60 cities into our mouths, we definitely don’t want to spit them out again, because of this, we would be willing to confront people in the revived cities, which should actually be what Shengding would like to see.”

Wen Renjue lowered his eyes to listen to his subordinates talking, his body remained motionless, and he couldn't see clearly the changes in his facial expressions.

After the mouse finished talking about his thoughts, he looked up at Pan Zhiyi.

During the listening process, Pan Zhiyi kept nodding expressionlessly, but now he met Master's gaze and gently raised his hand.

After being signaled by the person, the mouse walked to the chair on the right and sat down.

Wen Renjue suddenly stretched out his hand to the side.

The guard standing in the corner of the room saw him move, and quickly went to the table and poured him a glass of water.

He raised his head and took two gulps, Wen Renjue patted his face again, opened his mouth and yawned again with tears in his eyes.