Shangguan Tianhe organized this gathering of eight kings.

In the end, it was unpleasant.

Ning Chen led Duoyan to ride the guards overnight, crossed Shangguan Wangcheng, and went straight to Beichuan.

The battle in Iron Wolf Valley was a complete change in the tide of the war, and the family wealth accumulated by the Nalan royal family for decades was basically emptied.

However, Ning Chen did not choose to drive straight in, but rested on the spot.

At the same time, the bones of the comrades who died in the battle were transported back to Beichuan, and through Ning Chen's nod, a mass grave was built to bury the comrades who died in the Iron Wolf Valley.

After that, the news about the collapse of the negotiations between Ning Chen and the Eight Great Royal Clans in Shangguan Wangcheng began to spread throughout the north.

Since the beginning of the year ago, some people have asserted that the north should not be stable, and now with the end of the two battles, plus Shangguan Wangcheng and his party, it can be regarded as a completely set tone, and this land outside the law is going to start another war.

Sure enough.

The royal family of Huangfu acted as soon as possible, and the 50,000 elite soldiers of the royal family who had been mobilized a long time ago began to surface.

The goal is still unknown.

Yelu Dihong also pulled out 50,000 private troops, named them to maintain the situation in the north, and began to build a large number of weapons of war suitable for large-scale fighting.

Murong Anlan and Shangguan Tianhe did not move for the time being.

However, looking at the current situation dynamics, it is only a matter of time before you end early and late, and in the end, you can't escape a real fight.

And Ning Chen's side also took the opportunity to recruit soldiers and horses and expand armaments.

With Beichuan as the center, radiating dozens of surrounding cities, many young sons and daughters rushed to Beichuan to join the army.

Compared with the number of armor recruited by the major royal families, it is far less than the vein of Ninghetu, and in just four days, the number of armor has been expanded by 30,000.

A week later.

The forces of several major royal families, including Ning Hetu, surged from the original total of 300,000 soldiers and horses to a total of 500,000 in an instant, and this number is still surging.

An army of millions is just around the corner.

The north has completely become a land of right and wrong.

Of course, as the saying goes, tigers and leopards are hidden in the mountains, and heroes are born in troubled times, and for some young people who are determined to be on the battlefield, the more chaotic they are, the more opportunities they have to become famous.

Join the army, strive for merit, fame, and hegemony.

Live up to this life.

……

Because in the past few days, the major royal families have begun to recruit troops and horses.

Whether it is a prosperous metropolis or a remote countryside, it has been affected by a certain degree of fluctuation.

Ambitious young men and rough men in their thirties are all gearing up and eager to try.

It is close to a lonely mountain village near Murong Wangcheng, Sheep Village.

There are also many young people who are determined to sign up for the army.

Early this morning, more than a dozen young people had gathered together, ready to discuss leaving Sheep Village tomorrow.

While chatting, while walking, when passing through the entrance of the village, there was a person in his early thirties, rolled up his trousers, squatted at the door with a porcelain bowl to eat breakfast, looking at the appearance, he should have just come back from the ground.

More than a dozen young people glanced at it a few times, and one of them smiled and said, "Cao was stunned, are you really not going?" ”

The young man was average-looking, ordinary-dressed, and was the son of a blacksmith in the east of the village, named Zhang Yao.

The man who was called Cao stunned knocked on the dishes and chopsticks and muttered, "How good is it to have food to eat and fields to plant every day?" What kind of battle? It's not going to be good, but it's going to lose your head, don't go, well, don't go. ”

As soon as this sentence came out.

The scene suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhang Yao pointed at Cao stunned, shook his head and said, "You, you, you are really stupid to farm and have no interest." ”

"My generation of men, aiming at the battlefield, striving for merit is the king, what kind of momentum do you have in this small mountain village all your life?"

"Now that the north is in chaos, it's an opportunity for me to wait for men."

Cao smiled and rubbed his ears with chopsticks, then turned around and faced a few people.

Zhang Yao was helpless, and a look of disdain appeared in the depths of his pupils.

This surnamed Cao is not a local, as for where his household registration is, the residents of Yang Village are not interested in investigating clearly, anyway, this guy is safe and harmonious, and he can get along.

It's just that people are sometimes stunned.

Some time ago, when it rained, this guy would move a small horse, sit at the door and talk to himself, and he didn't know what to mutter, but then a neighbor noticed it, as if he was saying something, the wind was not strong, and the time had not come.

The wind is not strong, and the time has not come.

Seven words, the gods chattered, and it was not clear what was implied.

Over time, the surrounding neighbors gave him the nickname Cao Stunned, and I just didn't have any opinions, so I smiled and accommodated.

Zhang Yao clasped his hands and looked at Cao Cao, who was close to the rustic in front of him, and suddenly remembered something, so he approached this guy and asked in a pretending to be unfathomable, "Listen to the old immortal in my family, saying that you are not an extraordinary person." ”

"After getting along for the past few years, I haven't found out that you have any three-headed and six-armed powers, and you have magical powers? In that case, why did my dad say that? ”

"How do I know? Ask your dad to go. Cao was stunned and wiped his lips with his big hand, not showing much interest.

Asking such a question, the remaining dozen or so young people also happened to be very interested.

One counts as one, and all of them squatted next to Cao Xuan's head, surrounding him.

Cao was stunned and put the dishes and chopsticks on the ground, with one hand on his knees and the other on his chin, stunned.

"Tell me, what kind of big man are you?" Zhang Yao said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"I'm ......"

Cao was stunned and thought that he had just finished getting off the ground, and he would not be busy for a while, so he simply bragged to these young people, and deliberately exaggerated a heavy cough before opening his mouth, and a sudden strong wind passed through Yang Village.

Cao's stunned face changed slightly, and he got up suddenly.

Under the stars, a large black storm, like silk, hung on the top of the sky, and then covered the sheep village.

Strangely, the wind hovered over the sheep village and did not move at all, so that for a few minutes, it was like entering the night.

Outside the sheep village, the sun is still like fire.

As soon as Zhang Yao and the others stood up, they heard Cao next to him muttering, "Finally, the wind is blowing." ”

Out of the end of the village.

An old man in tattered clothes, gently shaking the small flower drum in his hand, hummed an obscure tune as he walked, and listened to the accent, only about eight words, which could be clearly distinguished.

The sky is dead, and the empress should stand!

Above the old man's head, there was a black storm, and when he took a step, the storm moved an inch.

"What's going on? What a strong wind? Zhang Yao moved his body and leaned behind Cao's stunned head.

Cao was stunned and suddenly said, "It's windy, I should go too." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yao wondered.

Shaking his head, he waved his hand and said, "Go home." ”

Zhang Yao and more than a dozen young people, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

Eventually, while the storm was not yet expanding, he quickly left.

"Hey."

Looking at the backs of more than a dozen young people, Cao was stunned and called out from afar.

Zhang Yao turned his head in confusion.

"Remember, my real surname is Cao, and my name is Xuanjia!"

(End of chapter)