Chapter 139, the battle between the two sides, the masters of the Yuan Dynasty fought hard

Chapter 139, the battle between the two sides, the masters of the Yuan Dynasty fought hard

Yuan Bing camp.

Zhao Min looked ugly at this time. When he saw Kutoutuo and others coming back, he felt less worried.

Although everyone was injured, luckily no one died.

Kutoutuo saluted and said, "Your Majesty, you are fortunate to have lived up to your command."

Zhao Min nodded slightly: "Everyone else should rest first."

"Tell me about the situation."

The two of them walked into the tent, and there was a map of the area around Baiwang Peak on the table.

At this time, they were completely surrounded, and it had only been less than three hours since the war started.

All enemies appear out of nowhere.

Zhao Min didn't know what was going on before, but now it's clear.

All the surrounding villagers and people along the way are all from the martial arts world, as well as those from the Ming Cult and the Tianying Cult.

Song Qingshu was just waiting for them to come.

"Is there a chance to rush out?" Zhao Min's deep voice sounded.

Kudutuo shook his head slightly: "It's difficult."

"It might have been possible before, but not now. Zhang Wuji is here."

"Song Qingshu has delayed us enough. Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao are here, and Yang Xiao and others should be here too."

"With the Mingjiao masters and the current people, we can't leave."

Zhao Min was shocked: "Is Zhang Wuji here?"

"Yes." Kudutuo said about the previous situation.

"Before I left, the two elders Xuanming and Zhang Wuji were entangled."

Zhao Min looked at the map and took a deep breath. Now that they were in the valley, they would definitely not be able to enter Wudang.

Retreat...can't retreat.

Although the battle had only lasted three hours, the general situation was already clear.

There are no fewer people than her, maybe even more.

"I transferred two thousand more people, but I didn't expect it was still not enough."

Zhao Min shook his head for a while. This game was considered a complete defeat, and the defeat was due to arrogance.

She never expected that five thousand elite troops would defeat Wudang.

Tianying taught her how to calculate, but she really didn't expect it in the Central Plains Wulin.

Not only her, but also the people in the Yuanshi martial arts world don't know.

From the beginning of the battle to now, Senior Yuan and others have been disappearing.

Maybe... someone is haunting them.

Song Qingshu...and that Master Kongwu.

But this was wrong, she remembered that Senior Yuan said someone was coming.

"Zhongyuan...there are still people."

"There is not just one Song Qingshu."

Zhao Min sighed, the people taught by Senior Yuan were at least experts at their level.

If no one comes from the Central Plains, it should be over there.

"Princess." Kutoutuo didn't know what Zhao Min meant.

"You go and rest." Zhao Min shook his head without explaining.

After Kudutuo left, she walked alone towards a tent not far away.

"senior……"

"Come in." A deep voice came from inside.

Zhao Min bowed slightly after entering: "Senior, I need you to help me pass a letter out."

"My side...lost."

"Okay." The man stood up, took the letter, and walked out directly. When he left the tent, he turned and looked at Zhao Min.

"Be careful, Song Qingshu is here."

"If, if he really comes, don't resist, he won't attack you."

Zhao Min was shocked: "Senior, Song Qingshu didn't take action?"

The man nodded slightly: "Just remember my words."

"He won't kill you. At most, he won't let you command him."

…

In the dark night.

Song Qingshu left the base camp and came to a mountain peak behind the Yuanshi camp.

He needed to come over and say hello to Wudang, and at the same time explain some things to the sixth and seventh uncles.

Before Wudang was not involved, he could say nothing, but now that Wudang is involved, some things must be explained.

The reason for Wu-Tang's arrival was pretty much what he thought.

The Grand Master spoke.

Grand Master should have guessed a lot of things. With so many people gathered in the Central Plains martial arts world, there may be big moves.

There are lights everywhere in the mountain peaks.

There are hidden sentries everywhere.

When a signal firework sounded, Song Qingshu laughed.

"Has the messenger come out?"

Song Qingshu rushed over directly, and there were disciples following him in the mountains and forests.

"I come!"

Song Qingshu shouted and chased after him.

The others stopped immediately when they heard Song Qingshu's voice and returned to their posts.

Everyone knew that as long as Song Qingshu took action, that person would definitely not be able to escape.

Song Qingshu looked at the figure in front of him and was a little surprised.

So fast.

In the forest, the two figures were getting closer and closer.

"Stop running, go back." Song Qingshu now knew who was in front of him.

The opponent's speed has now surpassed Wei Yixiao's, and his figure is still steady.

Yuanshi master.

"Interesting." The man stopped immediately when he heard Song Qingshu shouting.

He turned around and looked over.

Song Qingshu also stopped, and the distance between the two was only about ten feet.

Due to the darkness, Song Qingshu couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Song Qingshu's calm voice sounded: "Go back."

"I'm here, you definitely can't get out."

The man smiled and said, "I'm not planning to walk out either."

"Since you are setting up such a big game, you will definitely wait."

"The scenery below is extraordinary, let's talk."

Jing Bufan took out a fire folder and picked up some wood around.

At this time, Song Qingshu could clearly see the face of the visitor, he was so young.

Definitely no more than forty.

"You are so young. You are the youngest person I have ever met."

Song Qingshu didn't care and sat down directly.

Jing Bufan smiled and said, "You are younger."

"Whether it's you or me, no one wants us to die, so we stay."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly, and he guessed it when he saw Jing Bufan's face.

He stayed because he was young, and Jing Bufan probably did the same.

"Since you know I'm here, it must be someone else who sent the message."

"The two of us can talk, but not others."

"Kudutuo." Jing Bufan didn't hide anything: "The princess asked me to deliver a message, but I know I can't get out on my own."

"You must be staring over here."

"I simply gave it to Kudutuo."

"Let's talk."

"I'm afraid it still won't spread." Song Qingshu smiled calmly: "I also called my brother."

"He has a good habit of being obedient."

"Generally, he doesn't refuse anything I say."

"So...he's caught up now."

Jing Bufan's expression changed slightly. If it was Zhang Wuji, Kutoutuo wouldn't be able to leave.

Zhang Wuji had already shown his strength on Guangmingding.

The fact that Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao arrived at Wudang first shows Zhang Wuji's Qinggong skills.

He knew very well that the current situation was not good.

The only hope is to send a message or let the other side decide the outcome.

But over there, it's not so fast.

According to past experience, it will take at least one day, or several days.

"Don't even think about sending the message." Song Qingshu noticed Jing Bufan's change and laughed.

"I asked Wei Yixiao to keep an eye on him."

Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu with solemn eyes: "Aren't you afraid of Xuanming and Ada's sneak attacks?"

"When people get old, they are all afraid of death, especially Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming." Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.

"They ran away when they saw Zhang Wuji appear. They were afraid."

"As long as they have some potential, they will not seek refuge in Yuanshi. They are afraid of death."

"Even if Zhao Min gives an order, they will disobey it or act very slowly."

"As for Ada and the others, I'm not afraid of people coming from Wudang."

"At most, he is injured and cannot die. With the army covering him, you can't break the situation now."

Jing Bufan knew that what Song Qingshu said was right, Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming were very afraid of death.

Taking refuge in the Yuan Dynasty was also for the sake of wealth.

"How about we negotiate some terms?"

There was a hint of surprise in Song Qingshu's eyes: "If you negotiate terms with me, what capital do you have?"

"Wudang!" Jing Bufan said in a deep voice.

"There is no one in Wudang now, only Zhenren Zhang."

Song Qingshu's eyes focused: "Continue..."

"Cheng Kun!" Jing Bufan said quickly: "Cheng Kun went to Wudang."

"We knew you were going to make the Skyhawks teach interceptions."

"Zhang Wuji, everyone from Wei Yixiao's Ming Cult will come over."

"So, we gave Cheng Kun the order to stay near Wudang."

"There is no one in Wudang now."

"Cheng Kun will take action at any time. If he doesn't take action, he will die!"

"Zhenzhen Zhang must be injured. You and I both know it. It's just that we don't know how heavy it is."

Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan solemnly: "You can."

"Ruthless enough."

Jing Bufan smiled and said: "Everyone is the same. You want to eat almost five thousand elite members of the Yuan Dynasty in one go."

"Most people don't have this kind of courage."

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I agree to this condition, let Cheng Kun go away."

"If you believe it, I will let you spread it."

With that said, he took out a signal firework and set it off directly.

"Okay." Jing Bufan slowly stood up and headed towards the Yuanshi camp.

Neither of them suspected that the other was lying. At their level, there was no need.

In other words, the price of deception is high.

No one can afford it.

The two sides are meant to maintain a balance, and everyone can accept this result.

It's not worth breaking the rules for this little thing.

Whoever lies, whoever destroys, will die.

If Jing Bufan deceived Song Qingshu, Yuan Shi would kill Jing Bufan without anyone from the Central Plains taking action.

This is the rule, if it breaks you die, because it involves too much.

Everyone is messing around, and everyone will be on tenterhooks for the rest of their lives.

At the same time, all our inheritances must be discontinued.

Regardless of the Central Plains or the Yuan Dynasty, anyone who holds a high position will die.

"This guy is not simple." Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan who was leaving with a serious look.

Cheng Kun was thrown near Wudang, he really didn't expect it.

He had no idea how the Grand Master was injured.

Cheng Kun's strength is not bad, and he is particularly good at hiding.

If he really attacked the Grand Master, it would be impossible for him to get into trouble, but his injuries would definitely get worse.

As the injury worsens, it may affect many things.

Not long after, Zhang Wuji came to Song Qingshu's side, his eyes full of doubts.

"Brother...why did you let that person go?"

Song Qingshu said helplessly: "Something happened, let some guy scheme against me."

"It's okay now."

"How about it? He wasn't killed, right?"

"No." Zhang Wuji shook his head: "That Kudutuo is very powerful, and..."

"How should I put it? That person's martial arts are very good, and most of them are from the Central Plains."

"Some of them are sects that have disappeared."

"That's what my adoptive father taught me."

"Didn't you see it?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.

He knew very well that the person was Fan Yao, who was of course from the Central Plains Martial Arts School.

As for Zhang Wuji being able to learn a lot of martial arts, he wasn't surprised either.

That guy Xie Xun really wanted to take revenge, so he really learned everything.

Although Zhang Wuji didn't study as orthodox as him, Zhang Wuji understood a lot of Xie Xun's high-intensity recitation.

Zhang Wuji smiled helplessly: "I didn't recognize that sect."

"I move around the world less."

"That person's strength may not be inferior to the two elders Xuan Ming."

"Brother, do you know?"

Song Qingshu smiled and nodded: "I really know."

"But I can't tell you."

"You have to check some things yourself. You can't rely on me for everything."

"If you are a woman, like that girl Yin Li, then it's okay. Whatever you ask, I'll tell you."

"Or it's like when I was a kid. You're still little and I'll solve it for you."

"But you are not a girl. Now that you are older, you are still the leader of the Ming Cult."

"Everything I can use, you can use."

"The reputation of the Mingjiao is indeed very bad, but there is a Wudang behind you."

"There are some decent things that the Mingjiao cannot investigate. Just let Wudang investigate."

Zhang Wuji sighed and looked at Song Qingshu helplessly: "Brother, I don't want to be a leader."

"I had no choice but to do it."

"When I get my adoptive father back, I will give him the position of leader."

Song Qingshu put a hand on Zhang Wuji's shoulder and smiled: "Be happy."

"No one forces you to do anything."

"You make your own way."

"Just be happy."

"You and that girl Yin Li have endured hardship since childhood."

"It's just because you are a man and Yin Li is a woman, so I love Yin Li a little bit more."

"If you encounter any trouble, send me a message and I will solve it for you."

"Yeah." Zhang Wuji knew that Song Qingshu cared about him.

"Brother, I'm going to keep an eye on Mr. Xuan Ming."

"Go." Song Qingshu watched Zhang Wuji leave.

Soon after, he slowly stood up and his eyes stayed at the Yuanshi Camp.

At this time, everyone else from Mingjiao should have arrived.

"The letter has gone out."

"Will you choose rescue?"

"Tomorrow, Zhang Wuji and the Mingjiao people will take the lead and kill directly at the Yuanshi camp."

"Without rescue, all five thousand people will die here."

Under the night sky.

The highest point of Baiwang Peak is where Song Qingshu met Youlan Zhuya, Kongwu, Shangguan Yinghao, and Nangong Pingping.

Song Qingshu sat alone, with some worry in his eyes.

There are basically no problems here. A general attack tomorrow will bring the results.

If Yuanshi wants to change the situation, he can only win with the top masters.

If the Central Plains loses, then his side must give up. Otherwise, once there is a head-on confrontation and the group of masters attack, many high-ranking Central Plains forces will die.

He couldn't defend himself at all.

The price is too high.

"Will you win?"

"Will it last until it ends on my side?"

He knew very well that Yuanshi would go all out this time, and about five thousand elite Yuan soldiers would die. The price was too high, and Yuanshi could not afford to fail.