Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

"We escort you away!"

"Yes, Lord Hou, come with us!"

One by one, the personal guards knelt in front of the mighty Marquis Wu.

They tried hard to persuade Marquis Wu, hoping that Lord Marquis would leave with them.

From the perspective of people in this era, the lives of people are different from each other.

Some people's lives are inherently more important and more precious than others.

Such as mighty Marquis.

Someone once commented that, a mighty Marquis, one person can be a million soldiers.

Although these words are suspected of being exaggerated, it is enough to see the importance of the mighty Marquis.

However, although it is exaggerated, it is not groundless. The basis probably comes from this. In the past, there were more than one million troops stationed on the frontier, but frequent harassment and occasional looting also occurred, which is very distressing.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are only two periods of the most stable frontiers. One is the rise of the mighty Marquis. He guards one side and uses his superb command ability to play with the barbarians outside the Great Wall. The barbarians dare not go south and graze horses .

Therefore, it is appropriate to use one person as a million soldiers to evaluate the mighty Marquis.

As for the other of these two stable periods, it is naturally the rise of the champion.

Lu Mingfei used another method, the method unique to him as the champion, to achieve an effect similar to that of the mighty Marquis.

The so-called champion, the champion is the one who bravely crowns the three armies.

Therefore, in the minds of the personal guards, and even most of the great Zhou soldiers, the life and death of the mighty Marquis is far more important than the existence of their army and the outcome of this war.

Ten thousand steps back, even if this battle is won in the end, but the mighty Marquis is dead, no matter how great the victory is, it is meaningless.

So they have to do their best to save the life of the mighty Marquis Wu. ,
But who is he?

The mighty Marquis Wu, the majestic Zhou army god.

How can his will be easily shaken by others.

If it can be shaken, the mighty Marquis will not be the mighty Marquis.

At this moment, no matter how hard his personal guard tried to persuade him, how long he could not afford to kneel down, even broke his forehead.

Mighty Marquis sat still.

His position overlooks the entire battlefield.

Mighty Marquis opened his eyes, quietly watching the battle situation erode and collapse step by step.

leave?

It is impossible to leave!
The world loves him and calls him a military god. He does not dare to be a god, but he is as confident as anyone in the world in terms of military strategy.

Calculating the time, Shentu and the others should have already reached Dragon City.

Using oneself as bait to lure the enemy to go deep, one group of troops directly attacked the enemy's royal city, another group of troops burned down the camps of Wang Jue, and the third group of troops waited for work at leisure, and entered the battlefield at the last moment, severely injuring the barbarians' vital forces.

Mighty Marquis secretly calculated his plan in his heart.

If it was a different person, it would not have such a miraculous effect. The key to this plan is that he is the mighty Marquis, using the name of the mighty Marquis to attract the barbarians, making them move and lose their concentration.

In this war, whoever loses his concentration first will lose half of the battle.

It was supposed to be a complete loss, but since the mighty Marquis read Lu Mingfei's battle report, he changed his previous concept. Last time, Mighty Marquis' first reaction was not comfort, but anger.

...

He thought it was fake.He also fought all the way to get to his current position. Can't you tell what is a real battle report and what is a fake battle report?As for Lu Mingfei, he rushed to the town alone more than once, beheaded the general before the battle, and he was still safe and sound, but the number of heads beheaded by one person is the sum of hundreds of people, one by one, the mighty Hou's eyelids jumped. This is angry.

He knew that his incompetent child was a dandy, but he never expected to be so dandy. The battle report is so important, yet he dared to cheat. How many heads do you Lu Mingfei have? Even a hundred heads are not enough for military law Chopped!
The angry Mighty Marquis issued a death order, and re-checked for him, no one can be wrong at the head, what else is there to kill the generals, what do you think war is?The interpretation of the story in the picture book!
ridiculous!

It’s ridiculous!

Maybe other people will be amazed by Lu Mingfei's illustrious military exploits. The mighty Marquis is different, and he is not the only one who is different. Anyone who is a soldier, anyone who has personally been on the battlefield can see how outrageous the battle report is.

They even vaguely remembered the scene when the mighty Wuhou had just emerged.

But not the same.

They could barely understand the mighty Marquis's performance. Although they needed to think about the strategy of this military god for a long time, and made gestures on the sand table, they were still within the understandable range.

As for this little general who calls himself Lu Mingze...

Looking at the exaggerated description in the battle report, a strong sense of doubt and curiosity arose in their hearts.

Is this a battle report or a novel?
Even romance novels don't contain such nonsense.

The more they experience the battlefield and the more they understand the war, the more firmly such a person believes that this battle report is a fraud.

Especially Mighty Marquis.

No one knows better than him the virtues of his bastard.

Fighting and causing trouble all day long, or listening to people's stories in teahouses and doing nothing, can this thing still kill the generals?Do not make jokes!
Until one after another battle reports flew to the capital like a snowflake.

Then combine the feedback from the news channel in your own hands.

All kinds of information point to a fact.

These look like fake battle reports, but they are not fake.

The above records are all true.

Can't really be that kind of anymore.

They are lost.

Wei Wuhou locked himself in the study for a day and a night.

He wouldn't even go out if he didn't have to go up.

He didn't do anything else all day and night, just flipped through the battle report over and over again, couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

In the early morning of the next day, all the generals in the military officer squad had bloodshot eyes and sleepy faces, which frightened the civil servants. What happened, what did this group of hob meat do last night, and were they plotting something there?

Even the emperor looked over here in surprise, it's not a good thing for military officers to connect with each other.

After the court, the emperor and civil servants immediately began to investigate, but when the final report was presented in front of them, they just felt dumbfounded.

What made the Great Zhou Temple tremble was because of a small frontier general.

Just this record...

They don't have the eyesight of military officers, but they can compare. There was someone like this more than ten years ago, so they couldn't help but feel goo.

...

Another mighty Marquis?
Don't talk about other people's thoughts, just talk about the mighty Marquis, after spending a few days accepting that his bastard is actually a very powerful person, his mind as the commander-in-chief is ready to move again.

The meaning of a fierce general to the commander is like a magic weapon to a quack, like old wine to an old alcoholic.

It is conceivable that this can not make people feel itchy.

Wei Wuhou set up the sand table, thinking that one of his subordinates would be like Lu Mingfei, but he had trouble estimating the combat power of this bastard. After all, Wei Wuhou had never encountered such a person before, even if he was the most powerful. Meng Jiang, compared with Lu Mingfei's battle report, it still feels a bit inferior.

Marquis Mighty had never encountered such a thing before.

In addition to distress, my heart is full of excitement.

Interesting, interesting.With such a fierce general, he still worries about what kind of military formation cannot be cut, and the tactics and tactics that were only in the imagination stage in the past are now possible to realize. With a strong heart, he couldn't help but gear up and couldn't wait.

Everyone in the world is wondering what it would be like if the Champion Marquis and the Mighty Marquis Marquis use soldiers like gods to match No. [-] in the world.

Just thinking about such a future makes one's heart surge.

Just, unfortunately.

Everyone knows that the cooperation of these two will be successful.

But everyone knows that they have no possibility of cooperation.

This is obvious.

Soldiers are pure soldiers, but wars are not pure wars. Anyone who has a little thing knows that the essence of war is the continuation of politics. Sometimes it is not the commander or general who really affects the direction of a war, but It is the nobles above the temple.

If Mighty Marquis and Champion Marquis were allowed to join forces, then someone in the Minghuang Palace in the capital would not be able to sleep.

The guards are still persuading the mighty Marquis that even if the battle is lost, at least the Great Zhou Army God must be kept safe.

But Mighty Marquis remained indifferent.

It is impossible for him to go.

The handsome flag of Marquis Wuwu is here.

He is here.

Even if he died, he would die with his soldiers.

Tried to persuade to no avail, the guards looked at each other and nodded.

"Offended, General!"

They swarmed up, grabbing the shoulders, grasping the hands and feet, trying to control the mighty Marquis.

The safety of Marquis Wei Wu is too important, even if he offends him, it's nothing more than committing suicide and apologizing afterwards, but if they watch Marquis Wei Wu die here, even if he dies, they will have no face to see the generals of the Zhou Dynasty under Jiuquan.

"Ok?"

Looks like Marquis Mighty.

A figure flashed out quickly, and he shot consecutively in a flash, giving people the feeling of changing shadows. There were only a few bang bang bang bangs, and the guards who tried to control the mighty Marquis who forcibly took him away were already flying upside down. .

The few people lying on the ground were obviously seriously injured, and they could only roll over for a while, but couldn't get up again.

They struggled to look towards Wei Wuhou, there stood a person covered in a black robe, looking at her figure, she was actually a woman.

"I said that."

"I do not go."

Mighty Marquis turned his eyes to the increasingly corrupt battlefield again. His hands were trembling, but he had to watch it. Even if he was reluctant in his heart, he had to force himself to watch it. Just like this, he could see clearly how everyone died. of.

...

An atmosphere of sadness permeated under the handsome banner of Mighty Marquis.

5000 people are going to die.

Mighty Marquis is also going to die.

For many years, Da Zhou has never had such a tragic defeat.

The barbarian cavalry tore through the army formation and rushed straight to the majestic Marquis' banner.

The smell of blood on the battlefield is so strong that it makes people sick.

They don't know what to do next.

It has been a long time since the mighty Marquis has not given orders.

Everyone knows what this means.

Even the Great Zhou Junshen thought that at this moment he was powerless, and that anything he did would be futile.

So what else can they do?
No way.

Except waiting to die.

There is no way.

It was also at this time. "what is that!"

"Master Hou!"

At first the soldier thought he had an illusion.

He blinked hard and rubbed again.

But the scene in the distance is still happening.

Immediately, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Master Hou!"

"Master Hou!"

"It's Master Hou who is here!"

The rest of the people present were at a loss.

Even a little irritable.

What time is this now, why are you still twittering and arguing endlessly, young people are young people, and they don't know the importance at all!Is there anything more important than Lord Hou's safety? I don't want to think about how to take Master Hou away, what are you talking about here...

and many more!

A few people recalled it.

This guy calls Lord Hou...it doesn't seem like mighty Marquis!
They followed the soldiers' eyes suspiciously.

really!

The look of decadence and despair was swept away.

It was replaced by the ecstasy of aftermath.

Even the mighty Marquis who was sitting still under the handsome banner had such a dramatic expression change for the first time. He narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then retracted it in the next second, as fast as a hallucination. The feeling changed, the sluggish aura on his body disappeared, and the eye-catching demeanor reappeared on this man.

The Great Zhou Army God is back.

He grabbed a command arrow, seeing the situation, the guards looked excited, bowed down one after another, and said in unison.

"General please order!"

Marquis Weiwu squinted his eyes, his gaze was flickering, and all the tactics and tactics he had imagined before were recalled one by one in his mind, and they were mutually confirmed with the current battle situation. It is true that there are too many choices to start with. It is said that this is a battlefield, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. The decision should be extremely fast. How can the mighty Marquis who is known as the Great Zhou Army God not understand this reasoning, but he just wasted time.

Maybe it's because he has determined from the bottom of his heart that this battle is over, the outcome has been divided, five thousand against tens of thousands, and the final victory still belongs to them. Since it is a doomed ending, all they need to do next is Moving towards such an ending, that's all.

However, there may be other possibilities.

For example, he has been waiting for this day for too long, probably no one would have thought of it. Marquis Mighty had countless times deduced the situation of him teaming up with the bastard, and imagined countless times that if the bastard was under his command, he would let him do whatever he wanted. Commanding, what kind of experience should it be.

And now, all those dreams have come true.

All regrets are made up.

Mighty Marquis grabbed the command arrow and looked at the bronze-faced general who tore apart the barbarian army in the distance. It was the first time he saw the gangster make a move. This scene was really amazing. The boy's hand was as light as a paper lake, and he swung it freely, unstoppable. The mighty Marquis even saw the bastard's dead horse split in two with his own eyes, and he was shocked in his heart. How big is this? strength!
Speaking of which, is this really a human?
Even the mighty Marquis was secretly thinking.

Is the bastard really my wife's child?
Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan