Reborn literary talent

Chapter 233

Marshal Long had a weird expression on his face, he stared at Uncle Jiu closely, what is this?
Are you mocking him?

Still despise him?

……

If Marshal Long hadn't known Uncle Jiu's character well, he would have thought that the other party was using this to amuse him.

"Douchiying, are you a good guy?" Marshal Long gritted his teeth as he looked at Uncle Jiu. This guy probably didn't work hard on purpose, and wanted to inherit his wife and children after he died.

Don't even think about it!

Uncle Jiu looked at Marshal Long who was looking at him angrily, and said angrily: "You treat me as omnipotent, it's not bad to be able to think of two ways, most people who encounter this kind of situation just wait for death gone."

If warlocks don't have any means, how can they have such a high status and be respected by emperors and generals of all dynasties, and their prosperity will last forever.

In comparison, warriors are not weaker than warlocks at all, even worse.However, in the hearts of those emperors and generals, warriors are nothing more than reckless men, not even enemies of ten thousand people, and their status is even higher than that of warlocks.

Uncle Jiu thought for a while, and then said: "Even real people need a certain distance to cast spells. Especially Dalong, the master of the land, even if the forces behind the opponent have luck to resist, but you can For you to become like this, I am afraid that the altar of the other party should be in Anping County."

"In Anping County?"

A gleam of light flashed in Long Dashuai's eyes, and he immediately shouted: "Adjutant."

Marshal Long's adjutant was waiting outside the door. When he heard the call, he hurried in and gave a military salute to Marshal Long: "Marshal."

"Adjutant, pass my order to search the entire county. Anyone who finds a dharma altar will be destroyed immediately, and everyone will be arrested. Anyone who resists will be shot." Marshal Long said almost gnashing his teeth. hate.

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Michelin pulled him away silently.Looking at Michelin who was begging, Uncle Jiu was silent for a while, and finally he sighed and did not speak.

By this time, Marshal Long had gone crazy, and no one could stop him.

Moreover, if Marshal Long dies, the fate of Michelin's mother and son will be worrying...

Marshal Long searched almost the entire Anping County, but still found nothing.A lot of dharma altars were destroyed, and hundreds of Taoist monks of various kinds were arrested, but none of them were dharma altars where curses were cast.

Even, on the last day, Marshal Long did not hesitate to order his subordinates to attack the mansions of the wealthy gentry, but there was no result. On the contrary, Marshal Long's reputation in Anping County had declined drastically, and many people complained.

When the evening approached, Marshal Long's body had become very weak, and he couldn't get out of bed anymore.

The most troublesome thing is that the situation of Marshal Long has been leaked out, and the whole Anping County is full of undercurrents. I don't know how many people are waiting for the moment of Marshal Long's death.Even the army is about to move, and many people with ulterior motives are already secretly summoning troops.

If Marshal Long hadn't surrounded the mansion with his own barracks in an emergency, there might have been riots already.

This is an era when there is a soldier who is the grass head king, and the superior and the inferior are not absolute.In particular, these warlords seem to have a high status, but their foundation is not stable, and they will be overthrown by the people below at some point.

Faced with this situation, Uncle Jiu was helpless.

If you ask him to deal with demons and goblins, Uncle Ninth is naturally no problem.But if you want him to compete with the army, forget it. A real person is not immortal, let alone a god who can defeat ten thousand with one enemy.

"Douchiying..." Marshal Long suddenly said.

Uncle Jiu hurried over, looked at Marshal Long, and said quickly, "I'm here, and Miss Lian is here too, don't worry."

Marshal Long grabbed Uncle Jiu's sleeve tightly, and said in a low voice, "Dou Chiying, can you contact Zhao Huan and ask him to send troops here immediately."

After the frenzied emotions, although Marshal Long's body was deteriorating day by day, his mind recovered.He has been in the army for more than ten years, and has been a commander in chief for several years. He understands the current situation very well, and it is already the most dangerous moment.

If there is no external force, I am afraid that even if he can survive as a handsome man, he will lose his power, not to mention that those who want to be in power will never allow him to live, even Michelin's mother and son will not escape.

At this time, only Zhao Huan can save his life.Compared with other people, Marshal Long trusted Zhao Huan more, not to mention that they were brother-in-law, and they had the relationship between Uncle Nine and Wen Cai.

No matter how bad the situation is, the lives of Michelin's mother and son can be saved, and the incense of their Long family will not be cut off!
Marshal Long may not trust Zhao Huan, but he trusts Uncle Jiu very much.

When Uncle Jiu heard Marshal Long's words, he immediately said, "I can fly a message to Wen Cai from my side, and the other side can receive the news in less than a quarter of an hour. But even if Marshal Zhao receives the news, when they dispatch the army, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach Anping County until tomorrow, or even tomorrow night, so there's simply no time."

Although Uncle Nine didn't understand the military situation, he knew some basic things.What's more, most armies in this era are not used to fighting at night. This is also because many soldiers have 'night blindness' and will not be easily dispatched at night.

Not only that, if some powerful evil spirits were alarmed, even the army might not be able to please them.

Marshal Long seemed to be relieved, waved his hands and said, "Dou Chiying, send me a message. As for the final result, it depends on God's will."

Uncle Jiu was silent for a while, and had to admit that this was the only way out.

Immediately, Uncle Jiu Feihe sent a message to Wen Cai immediately, and after passing the message, he was busy setting up formations throughout the Marshal's Mansion.He doesn't expect these formations to be able to completely block the army's impact, as long as they can hold off for a while.

………………

Yizhuang.

Wen Cai was meditating while adjusting his breath, with a calm expression.

After the initial nervousness, Wen Cai's mood calmed down strangely.

Although ten years is short, it is not completely hopeless, not to mention that his warlock cultivation base has broken through to the mage realm.It's only a big realm away from the realm of real people, and besides, the practice of other warlocks with luck is constantly accelerating.

The previous anxiety, irritability and restlessness were only because Wen Cai was not reconciled to his final longevity as a priest in the underworld, which is completely different from the "longevity" in his mind!
(End of this chapter)