Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"So, I want to know the situation of the Jizhou forces, and what is going on with the war now?"

Meng Da held the teacup with his palm trembling, and almost didn't break it. He lifted it suddenly at this moment. First, I quickly got up from the chair, his eyes showed admiration, and he lost his voice: "Did Young Master get up alone to save me in Jizhou?"

"Young Master's feat is really impressive. Impressed, here, I, Mengda, on behalf of Jizhou Martial Artist and the people of Li people, thank Young Master!"

Speaking, Mengda was about to kneel down.

Sister Lin Ke'er, with a look of excitement in her eyes, she went to kneel down.

"Never, what are you doing?"

Ling Tian startled, hurriedly stretched out his hand to vain, not let the three people kneel down.

"I just want to do this. Now I can only kill, and I have not done anything. I don’t want to thank you, so hurry up!"

"This, okay."

Meng Da saw that it was too expensive, so he got up and sat back again.

"Young Master's heart of fist and fist, Meng admires, but this mountain sect can't walk away, if otherwise, I must go north, and kill you with the Hungarian!"

Meng Da's face flushed with excitement, but after a while, his whole body was soft again, and he said dejectedly: "But, but now Martial Dao in Jizhou, oh...it's really sad and hateful, they are really sorry. A hero like Young Master!" Meng Da suddenly patted the table and said.

"Oh? Why did Sect Master say this?"

Ling Tian frowned, seeing Meng Da like this, and wanting to come to this Jizhou situation, it may be more than I imagined. To be complicated.

"Young Master doesn’t know something. The situation in Jizhou is complicated and not complicated, but it’s just terrible. The whole Jizhou is vast and the Young Master is from Yun Prefecture, so our Jizhou is almost the same. Double the size of Yun Prefecture!"

"However, there is a huge gap between the north and south spirit veins in Jizhou. There are eight big cities in the south of Jizhou, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the spirit veins are rich, Sect or Aristocratic Family stand in great numbers, Martial Artists also gather here. We call it southern Hebei, and the northern part of Jizhou is mostly in the mountain range, the land is barren, and even a little bit of cold weather, the spirit vein is thin, although there are 16 cities, but Martial Artist Very few."

"As for the power of Jizhou, it is even simpler. The entire southern part of Hebei is controlled by the First Aristocratic Family Zhao Family. Although Jizhouhou is strong, his Senior is a war lunatic. Without knowing how to operate, he spent all his thoughts on fighting the Hungarians on the frontier, but he didn't know that his Legion has been worse than every day, and the Sect or Aristocratic Family in southern Hebei is a piece of loose sand, and there is no unity. Heart."

"Nowadays, facing the Hungarians, it is reasonable for Jizhou to be unable to withstand a single blow. I have long thought that there will be such a day."

Meng Da was emotional, drank a big sip of spirit tea, and started to talk, as if pouring out all the bitter water in his heart for Ling Tian.

"What? A plate of loose sand? What is the origin of Zhao Family? Couldn't even the Hou Mansion take him?"

Ling Tian astonished.

"Of course there is no way, Young Master knows something, that Zhao Family is not only Jizhou First Aristocratic Family, but also because he is backed by Prince Rong!"

"Prince What is Rong and the others? In the entire Nantang, Prince Rong is covered with hands. The Zhao Family is backed by Rong King Mansion, so naturally he has no scruples and puts no one in his eyes. Now there are all in Jizhou. There are two major Legions, one of which is controlled by Hou Pei Renji in Jizhou, and there are only less than 500,000 soldiers left. The other is the Legion of the eight cities in southern Hebei, which is in the charge of Zhao Family Great General Zhao Wuliang!"

"And the number of allied forces in these eight cities is more than that of Jizhouhou. I don't know how much, but there are at least half a million!"

"As for Zhao Wuliang, it is Zhao Wuji My younger brother, the latter is now heavily relied on by Prince Rong in Zhong Prefecture, and it is said that he is still the commander of the guards of the East Palace of the Crown Prince!"

Meng Dadao.

"What? Zhao Wuji's younger brother, he is this Zhao Family?"

Ling Tian heard this in surprise.

Didn't expect, Zhao Wuji's hometown, unexpectedly is in Jizhou.

And now it seems that it is still arrogant and ruthless.

"Yes, it is from this Zhao Family. He Zhao Family has Primordial Spirit powerfully in charge. Who do you think can provoke, even Jizhouhou also has nothing to do with Zhao Wuliang. I heard that the frontier is in emergency. , The Hungarian army was crushing the territory, and the Jizhou Hou army was defeated and could not resist it. I heard that the eight border cities were broken that night, and even the City Lord Mansion fell. Now seven days have passed, although the Hungarians have not yet reached southern Hebei, but It won’t be too far to think about it."

"At least, Zhao Wuliang has no intention of sending troops to help."

Ling Tian got up angrily, "He is crazy After all, as a General of the Southern Tang Dynasty, he dare to sit back and watch?"

"Hehe, let alone the grievances between Zhao Family and Jizhouhou, he Zhao Family can't wait for Jizhouhou's army to be annihilated. He wants to replace it. It’s just that he wants to send troops. In a short time, there is no such battle strength."

"As I said, although Ji Nan is in the hands of Zhao Family, Zhao Family is rampant, everyone, direct Submission, but not obedience. Although he has a large army in his hands, he is also a member of the Sect and Aristocratic Family. Who wants to lay down his life for him? Therefore, it is a mess of sand. Unless he hits the door of the house, he will not make a move. "

"Even more how, the rebel army is between Jizhou and Yanzhou. The elite army led by King Su hasn't moved yet. He, Zhao Wuliang, is even more afraid to send troops without authorization."

"Ai, pity me, Martial Artist in northern Hebei, destined to be bloodbathed by the Huns." Meng Da shook the head, slumped.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Zhao Family!?"

Ling Tian's angry gnashing teeth, both fists clasped zhi zhi .

"So Young Master, this is the situation in Jizhou today, so, do you still want to save Jizhou?" Meng Da asked, raising his eyes.

"Save, of course, we must save."

"However, this Zhao Family is also indispensable, not to be divided, not enough for the anger of the civilians, not to be divided, not enough for the right way Qiankun!"

Ling Tian coldly said.

Meng Da hearing this, his eyes were faintly excited, but in the end he shook his head.

Zhao Family is too powerful. Although the youngster in front of me is powerful, it is still too weak compared to Zhao Family.

"Sect Master, can you have a detailed map of Jizhou for me?"

For a long time, Ling Tian suddenly asked.

"Yes, naturally there is."

Meng Da repeatedly nodded, took out a jade slip, and handed it to Ling Tian.

Ling Tian took it and took a look with divine sense. It was indeed a complete map of Jizhou, and it was much more detailed than that of Ling Tian before. Even the military camps in eight cities have records.

"In this case, I will leave."

Ling Tian put away the map and got up to leave.