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Chapter 1072: Li Ji, the last move, two routes concurrent

"What a great idea, clan leader! After the matter is accomplished, I will definitely ask the lord for credit for the Ice Silkworm Guard."

The generals in the tent felt a chill down their spines when they heard this, but they saw Xu Shiji clapping his hands and laughing.

As they were talking, there was a sound of clashing swords outside the tent. Xu Shiji raised his brows slightly, and lightly tapped the tent curtain with his feather fan, which opened.

But then I saw a dozen Southern Xinjiang warriors carrying a huge bronze tripod and pushing away the guards. Blood was surging in the tripod, and a hideous head was floating in it.

"Commander Xu!"

"Here is the head of old man Yang Lin! Our warriors, led by Lord Chi You, have already conquered Qujiang City!"

The leading Jiuli shaman was covered in blood and slammed the snake staff in his hand heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, thunderous applause broke out in the tent, but Xu Shiji stared at the head in the tripod, and suddenly saw the blood on the broken neck was dark red, and there was a faint fragrance. He waved his feather fan quickly, and the candlelight in the tent suddenly turned pale.

"Wait a minute!"

"This blood smells like Heart-Eroding Grass. Was it caused by witchcraft?"

Xu Shiji's wide sleeves stirred up a fishy wind, forcing the witch to stagger back.

The Jiuli witch's face changed drastically, and the snake staff in his hand made a sharp buzzing sound. Xu Shiji suddenly pointed his fingers like a sword into the cauldron, and a few black poison eggs floated out of the surging blood.

"Good job Yang Jian!"

"They actually poisoned the water source of the garrison and accused our army of using poison!"

He sneered and threw the fan, and the fan, broken by the jade bone, was nailed into the tent pillar three inches deep into the wood.

"This old man is so vicious!"

The generals in the tent were furious when they heard this, and Dou Jiande even smashed the table with a hammer.

"Please calm down, everyone."

"Pass the order down, all soldiers should drink well water instead, and anyone who has come into contact with the water source of the garrison should immediately take the herb of severing smell."

Xu Shiji picked up the feather fan and waved it gently, and the bloody smell in the tent dissipated.

"I'll have to trouble the clan leader to mix the antidote in the morning mist at the gourd's mouth."

He suddenly turned to the chief of the Sara clan.

"The military advisor has a cruel heart. Is he going to teach the officers and soldiers to fight against their own people?"

Upon hearing this, Chief Sala laughed sweetly.

“It’s just a matter of treating others in their own way.”

"Mr. Dou, Chief of the Sala tribe, please lead the army and set off immediately."

Xu Shiji gently stroked the fan pendant, and the candlelight in the tent suddenly reflected thousands of light and shadows.

"Where is the young commander?"

After the two men took the order and left, Xu Shiji suddenly shouted to the people outside the tent.

"Brother Maogong, do you want me to poke old man Yang Jian in the ass?"

The curtain was opened and Kou Zhong strode in with great speed, with a golden-winged owl standing on his shoulder. The young military commander reeked of alcohol, but the wine gourd around his waist was mostly empty.

"Hey, at least give me some wine!"

Kou Zhong grabbed the wine jar on the table with a smile, but found that there was no wine left in the jar. He immediately shouted with a bitter face.

"This is the monkey wine that the lord treasures. Take it now, young commander."

Xu Shiji shook his head helplessly and took out a green jade bottle from his sleeve.

"Young Marshal, you must lead your army to set off immediately and set up the Eight-Gate Golden Lock Formation along the north bank of Qujiang River."

Seeing Kou Zhong putting the green jade bottle into his arms with a smile, he suddenly said seriously.

"But we have to be on guard against old man Yang Jian coming back to help?"

Kou Zhong took a sip of wine, and his eyes suddenly became as bright as cold stars.

"Yes, if my guess is correct, once Lintong is surrounded and in imminent danger, in order to prevent his own retreat from being cut off, Yang Jian will definitely order a part of the Xuanming Cavalry to return. At that time..." Xu Shiji tapped the sand table with his feather fan, and eight command flags rose up in response.

"Young Marshal, do you know what 'catching a turtle in a jar' means?"

He suddenly chuckled, and the candlelight in the tent burst into nine lights.

"Brother Maogong, rest assured! I will teach those iron turtles no way back!"

Kou Zhong laughed so loudly that his wine gourd hit the corner of the table, causing sparks to fly.

This was also the purpose of Xuanyuan Po, Mo Ranchen and Xu Shiji. Xuanyuan Po and Mo Ranchen would lead 100,000 elite anti-king coalition forces to cross the river alone and attract Yang Jian's main force out of the city to engage in battle.

Xu Shiji led the remaining 200,000-strong main force of the anti-king coalition and followed closely behind, taking the opportunity to attack the Lintong City and Qujiang defense line established by Yang Jian.

And a part of the troops were allocated to set up a defense line along the Qujiang River in case there was any change in the battlefield between Xuanyuanpo and Yang Jian.

If Xu Shiji's main force advances, it can directly cut off the retreat route of Yang Jian and others. If it retreats, it can support Xuanyuan Po and Mo Ranchen, who are alone in the deep!

"Send orders to all ministries!"

"After three drum blasts tomorrow, the entire army will storm the Lintong defense line!"

Xu Shiji took a last look at the sand table, suddenly grabbed the wine jar on the table and took three gulps. Suddenly, dark plum blossoms bloomed on his snow-white Taoist robe.

"Tell those rebel brothers that whoever captures Lintong before daybreak tomorrow will be given three days' advance to take all the treasures in the city!"

He smashed the wine jar to the ground, and as the broken porcelain splashed everywhere, the sound of deafening war drums suddenly sounded outside the tent.

"promise!"

All the generals in the tent responded in unison, and the sound waves made the candles flicker.

Xu Shiji walked to the door of the tent with his hands behind his back, looking at the south wind rising in the sky. As he waved his feather fan gently, the two jade fish on his Taoist robe suddenly emitted a faint fluorescence.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, do you know that the world's situation can never be reversed by one person alone?"

He suddenly chuckled, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade belt around his waist.

"Just like this nine-ring jade belt, one ring is missing."

The fan handle suddenly touched Yang Jian's flag on the sand table.

"But it can't be fastened anymore!"

The next day, the morning mist on the banks of Qujiang River had not yet dissipated, but Xu Shiji's feather fan had already cut through the haze.

He stood on a makeshift watchtower, his blue shirt rustling in the river breeze. As he waved his feather fan, he could see the movements of the 200,000 anti-king coalition forces.

The military advisor, whom Xuanyuan Po called "my right hand", was now using the war drums of the southern barbarian tribes as chess pieces to set up a thrilling chess game on the Qujiang Plain.

"King Mulu, it's time for your beast tamers to drink blood."

Xu Shiji suddenly turned around and pointed his feather fan at the vaguely visible Lintong city tower in the southeast direction. The King Mulu from the southern barbarians responded in a muffled voice and slammed the steel fork in his hand into the ground. The many wild beasts behind him roared in unison, and the sound waves shook the fishing boats on the river.

Xu Shiji's eyes swept across the beast-taming soldiers who were assembling their troops, and the feather fan suddenly drew a mysterious arc in the air.

As he spoke, a strange fragrance wafted in from outside the tent. It turned out that the southern barbarian witches were boiling a poisonous soup. Blue-purple smoke curled up and condensed into a strange totem on the surface of the river.

"Military Advisor, the crossbows on top of Lintong City are already strung!"

Xu Ziling, deputy commander of the Young Marshal's army, suddenly rode up on horseback, the long sword in his hand still dripping with dew, and it was obvious that he had just returned from reconnaissance at the front line.

"General Yu from the Great Xuan Dynasty is the best at defending the city. He must be mobilizing the Divine Machine Camp at this moment."

"Zi Ling, you lead the elite troops of the Young Marshal's Army and take my golden bag. Break in through the water gate at three o'clock in the morning. Remember to wait until the third change of guard at the top of the city wall to take action."

However, Xu Shiji did not even lift his eyelids, and lightly tapped the three words "Yujuluo" marked in cinnabar on the sand table with his feather fan.

Before he finished speaking, a rumble like muffled thunder suddenly came from the north bank of the river. Xu Shiji looked up and saw the Xuanniao battle flag of the Great Xuan Dynasty looming in the smoke and dust. The Xuanniao embroidered with gold thread on the flag was flapping its wings, ready to fly. Every time it flapped, there was a sound of thunder.

"Send a message to the beastmasters in the eighteen villages of Southern Xinjiang to have their treasures deliver a great gift to old man Yang Jian."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his feather fan suddenly pointed at the hawk circling in the sky.

All the generals in the tent smiled knowingly upon hearing this. The wizards from Miaojiang have been working hard these days. The poisonous centipedes they drive have quietly crawled all over the granary in Lintong. The goshawks released at this moment have been specially trained, and the bamboo tubes tied to their claws are filled with poison powder that can drive humans and animals crazy.

(End of this chapter)