Sheng Fu

The next day, the snow remained and the mountains and rivers were covered in silver.

On the city wall, Mu Chun, wearing a gorgeous black cloak, stood on the top of the city wall alongside a group of generals.

There was a young man beside him.

The young man was wearing a purple and yellow chain mail, with a raised brow and bright eyes. He was about thirty years old.

His name is Hua Yue, and he is also the young general that Mu Chun admires most in the army, no doubt about it.

"Little guy, today's battle may seem like a joke. After all, a one-on-one fight between young generals will not affect the overall situation. But it can boost morale and make you famous." Mu Chun said with a cheerful smile.

Upon hearing this, Hua Yue said with high spirits: "I will definitely not let the Marshal down, nor will I let myself down."

There is still some youthful vigor on Hua Yue's face, which is what Mu Chun admires most about Hua Yue.

Mu Chun raised his hand, and immediately the sound of drums echoed between heaven and earth.

Mu Chun waved his sleeves and a letter of challenge was sent to the opposite camp.

Mu Chun smiled nonchalantly and said, "Kill two people and I'll give you a pot of fine wine. Kill three people and I'll give you a beautiful woman. Kill five people and you'll have a luxurious house in the capital. Kill eight people and you'll be able to see His Majesty."

"These are my individual rewards and have nothing to do with your own military merits."

The generals around burst into laughter when they heard this, and looked at Hua Yue as if they were looking at their most promising son.

Hua Yue curled his lips and smiled, "Killing people is no problem, but I don't know if the other side dares to fight back."

Once these words were spoken, there was another round of laughter.

The Eldar army has been too obedient in recent days.

Mu Chun's eyes flashed with cold lightning, and he said confidently: "Yes, this is a battle of morale. If he doesn't dare to fight, then it's better to retreat directly."

"But if he retreats, I will really hunt him down to the end."

Soon, this declaration of war bloomed over the camp of the Eldar army.

"Young general, do you dare to have a try at fighting?"

"My young general is named Hua Yue, at the peak of Guiyuan Realm, and intends to kill all of you!"

The brilliant words turned into runes and spread out, and then turned into Mu Chun's voice, resounding in the sky.

Inside the Chinese army's tent.

"Arrogant!" Prince Zhen'an grinned.

Gu Bei, Qi Han and others gathered together, all with grim faces.

"In my opinion, we might as well send a young general to kill the opponent's arrogance." Qi Han said.

Gu Bei also responded calmly: "We have to fight this battle, whether we want to or not."

I have to say that Mu Chun's move was very appealing.

If the young spirit tribe general is defeated, it means that the young people of the spirit tribe are not as good as the young people of the demon tribe.

If he wins, Mu Chun will send young generals to continue the provocation.

But it is obvious that Mu Chun has absolute confidence in his young generals, and the morale of the demons themselves is high. Therefore, in terms of morale, the demons have the upper hand, while the spirits are at a disadvantage and passive.

"Beat the drum and pick people." Prince Zhen'an made a prompt decision.

It is both a child's play and a war.

Inside Yuwen Jun's tent, the aroma of tea was strong. Breakfast consisted of venison pancakes and a pot of milk wine, which was not very tasty. Suddenly, he wanted to eat the steamed buns and wontons from Yuemingzhou of the human race.

Guangli is not picky about food and eats with gusto.

"Are you going to compete with Hua Yue?" Guangli asked curiously. Although it was not said explicitly, everyone knew that Hua Yue, this young general, was the best among his peers. Looking at the world, he was the best.

There is indeed a group of generals at the peak of Guiyuan Realm in the military camp, but there are only fifteen of them who can be called young generals.

Yu Wenjun raised his chin slightly, and said helplessly: "It's not necessary for me to take action, but Wu Mi may be needed."

Not to mention the present, even when he was at the peak of his power, Yu Wenjun had the confidence that he was invincible under Ling Xiao.

Guangli said: "Although Hua Yue is young, Mu Chun also wants Hua Yue to enter the Lingxiao realm through fighting. He is the future pillar of the demon clan, and it is worth your personal effort."

Yu Wenjun pondered and said, "I don't know how powerful Hua Yue is, nor do I know how strong the young warriors of the Spirit Clan are. This matter is a bit uncertain, so let's wait and see."

"Let's eat first."

……

Haomiao City, City Lord’s Mansion.

Inside the house, there were the steamed buns, wontons, and millet porridge that Yu Wenjun was longing for at this moment.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

Jing Peiyao and Wu Mi sat opposite each other. Wu Mi noticed that after Jing Peiyao returned from the spirit tribe, there was a hint of hostility between her brows. Even after a night's sleep, this hint of hostility did not dissipate. Of course, Jing Peiyao probably did not sleep well last night.

"The war in Xinghan City will not end in a short time, so he and the Queen of the Demon Realm have to join forces. From a grand strategic point of view, this is correct. However, they are young men and women after all." Wu Mi had a subtle expression, and he was talking about something that was not relevant.

Jing Peiyao didn't react much when she heard this, but she didn't remain silent either. Instead, she responded in a steady tone, "It doesn't matter. The young master of the Dragon Clan and the Queen of the Demon Realm have worked together to establish meritorious services on the battlefield, while also not forgetting the romantic life. This will be recorded in the official history in the future, and it will be a good story."

"Back then, he took away the most beautiful courtesan in the imperial capital in front of everyone. If I remember correctly, he even left a little poem behind."

"This shows that this person has some elegance and character."

"And his vision is extremely high. He either has affairs with the most beautiful women or the most powerful women, and he does it without leaving any traces. Everything is so natural, and he has legitimate reasons that cannot be refuted. There are not many men who can reach this level."

Wu Mi heard this, silently drank a mouthful of millet porridge, and asked in a low voice: "So, this is considered a complaint?"

Jing Peiyao smiled and said calmly, "Why complain? I am just stating some facts that have happened and are happening."

"Doesn't Prince Zhen'an know how to deploy troops?"

"Is the Demon Realm Queen just a good-for-nothing?"

"Why did he insist on staying there to take charge of the situation? Or is there no one else who can take charge of the situation except him?"

Wu Mi nodded slightly and said, "This time it sounds like a complaint, but what I want to say is that Haomiao City needs you to take charge of the overall situation. You can all take charge of the overall situation, and try to make the world's situation revolve around the two of you."

"Besides, he has already cultivated the Chaos Emperor Qi, so it is really difficult for you to control him."

When Jing Peiyao heard this, she felt as if a knife was stabbed in her heart.

"Thank you for helping me calm down when I was a little confused." Jing Peiyao said with a smile.

Wu Mi said: "Yue Bo went to Shuangyue City to deploy troops, and Li Hongshan has gone to Taicang City to deploy troops."

"We're at the back, be as quiet and gentle as possible."

Jing Peiyao laughed coldly and said, "I understand, no need to elaborate."

Suddenly, a soft breeze blew on Wu Mi's face.

Wu Mi sneezed and said, "Could it be possible that someone heard what we said?"

"Hey, pure one-on-one fighting, I like it!"

Jing Peiyao lowered her head and ate with a peaceful mood.

Wu Mi said: "After dinner, I really need you to take charge of the situation. I also need to go to Xinghan City for a walk." (End of this chapter)