Ning Chen raised his head and smiled, calm and relaxed.

Even in the face of the major royal families and the aggressiveness of the Northern Dynasty, they will not give an inch.

Huangfu Jian'an didn't have the right to make a decision, but at this moment, seeing that Ning Chen's words were the mobilization of 200,000 soldiers and horses, who would dare to make his own decisions and openly argue with him?

Even if it was Ning Zhixiao, he secretly wiped a cold sweat.

Since half a month ago, the Northern Dynasty suddenly attacked the Forbidden City.

As the helmsman of the royal family, Ning Zhixiao did not express a tough attitude at the first time, and even in order to preserve his strength, he did not even transfer the troops stationed in the outer city.

In one thought, the opportunity was missed.

As a result, Li Chunyang entered the realm of no one and successfully entered the 800-mile Red River.

In fact, Ning Zhixiao's conservative attitude is understandable.

After all, Ning Chen wants to deal with him, and fighting with the Northern Dynasty at this time is likely to hurt his vitality.

After making a choice, he adopted the method of cutting land to make amends, and settled the matter.

For the residents of the Forbidden City, they have no qualifications to understand the power of the big man, and they only see hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses coming from outside the Forbidden City.

They only saw that Ning Zhixiao was passively preparing for war and refused to go out of the city.

In the end, let the Forbidden City completely become the turtle in the urn of others.

The dignified royal family was almost attacked by foreign enemy soldiers, which is simply a great shame.

For the door of the Ning royal family, it is also a ruthless blasphemy.

"If the young marshal of my Ning royal clan is still there, he will definitely not let 150,000 soldiers and horses appear in the territory of the Red River."

"Family hatred and national hatred hurt the most, when did the Ning royal family fall into this situation?"

In the past few days, the Forbidden City has been very unstable, and there are many discussions in the streets and alleys.

In particular, the 150,000 soldiers and horses in the territory of the Red River were like a heavy stone pressing on the head, causing the entire city to fall into a dull and oppressive atmosphere.

Uneasy and precarious!

Even more unacceptable is ......

After Li Chunyang's 150,000 soldiers and horses docked at the Red River, although they did not officially start the war at the first time.

However, the declaration before the battle was more than every day, and it was very loud.

For three days in a row, there were tsunami-like shouts from the mountains on both sides of the Red River.

'Capture Ning Jian alive and behead him for public display! ’

'The soldiers of the Northern Dynasty are coming to the city, and the sinners would rather see it than kneel down and beg for mercy?!' ’

There was even an open-mouthed deputy general of the Northern Dynasty, who openly said before the battle that once he broke through the gate of the Ning royal family, he would cut off Ning Jian's head and use it as a urinal.

And the Forbidden City's reaction was silence.

As the saying goes, the confrontation before the battle has the greatest morale.

For three days in a row, Ning Jian, who was so arrogantly insulted by foreign enemies, didn't react at all, this kind of humiliating thing made the residents of Wangcheng who were both prosperous and loss-in, how could they accept it?

As for the Ning family's compound in the center of Wangcheng.

The clansmen and even the high-level people in the courtyard are listless, and the six gods have no owner.

"Ning Zhixiao is a bastard, if there is a river map, Li Chunyang of the Northern Dynasty dares to be so arrogant?"

Don't die in silence, just explode in silence.

When the first discordant voice publicly accused Ning Zhixiao, the entire royal family fell into reflection.

In the past, when Ning Hetu was in the royal family, what was the beauty of a force surnamed Ning?

Since the accident, although the Ning royal family has also been developing, it has finally lost the supreme demeanor that Ning Hetu brought to the family when he was there.

"Brother Hetu is no longer my Ning family, now that the royal family is facing a crisis, he has no reason to act, in the final analysis, we failed him."

The heirs of the next generation shook their heads and sighed, deeply regretting.

Ning's backyard.

Ning Jian rarely sat with Ning Zhichuan and played chess.

Compared with Ning Jian's lazy attitude, Ning Zhichuan was more casual, busy playing chess with the Ning family, and teasing the birds at the same time, and didn't take the troubles encountered by the royal family to heart at all.

On the contrary, it was a few family members standing next to him, with deep brows and uneasy hearts.

"I've been a big man all my life, and now I'm being scolded by people standing at the door, isn't this taste very sour?" Ning Zhichuan put down a chess piece and said 'gloating'.

Ning Jian glared at Ning Zhichuan angrily, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person." ”

"My family Hetu was raised by my father, and he has been able to get to this point because of his father's inexhaustible cultivation."

Ning Zhichuan said sincerely, "Hetu, you won't be ungrateful. ”

"I know." Ning Jian leaned back to the seat with a relieved expression.

Ning Zhichuan pinched the chess pieces in his hand and said casually, "This time, Li Chunyang's 150,000 soldiers and horses, half of them will not die, don't think about resting Ningren." ”

Click.

With two fingers, a black chess piece turned into powder in Ning Zhichuan's hand.

This action made the expressions of several high-ranking family members around suddenly become excited.

Then it seemed that something was guessed, and then it was spread privately, and began to form a wide range of discussions and shocks throughout the Ning royal family.

The next day.

Li Chunyang's army fell into silence unusually.

After many days of shouting, it was so inexplicably dumb.

"What's going on? Why didn't the enemy forces outside the city move today? ”

In the Forbidden City, countless ordinary residents in the streets and alleys all walked out of their homes and gathered together to talk in a whisper.

After a while, a piece of news suddenly spread around, like a spring breeze on the earth, caressing the entire Forbidden City.

"Young Marshal Ning sent 80,000 troops and stopped them in the territory of the Red River, and Li Chunyang's subordinates were all stunned."

The second message, one after another.

"Chaoge Chen Qingzhi sent another 50,000 troops to help the 800-mile Red River."

"Xiao Li Guang mobilized 100,000 soldiers and horses, also walked out of Beichuan City, and openly asked, Li Chunyang of the Northern Dynasty, has his neck been washed?"

Three messages before and after.

In addition to the 80,000 soldiers and horses who appeared for the first time, there are 130,000 on the way.

Moreover, all of them originated from Ning Hetu's command.

In order to save the Forbidden City, he did not hesitate to mobilize most of his family, and he also wanted Li Chunyang to know that not everyone could invade the Red River Realm!

this day.

In the Forbidden City, all the residents were extremely excited.

The Ning family's compound fell into an abnormal silence.

Between dangers, when there is a rise and fall.

It was still his Ninghe map, with a sincere heart, and led the troops to rescue.

At this moment, the northerners all know that Ning Hetu is tired of dealing with the Nalan royal family, but now a transfer of troops and horses is equivalent to saying that he has put aside his personal grievances and is willing to sacrifice small sections for the sake of the family.

The fallen leaves in the yard are fluttering one after another.

Ning Jian leaned back on the recliner, half-asleep, and seemed a little restless, but also seemed to be a little expectant.

Dang, a hurried figure appeared in front of him.

Ning Jian finally opened his eyes.

Rumble!

This middle-aged man, who was actually the sixth uncle of Ning Hetu, knelt on the ground on the spot and cried with joy, "Father, Hetu brought 200,000 soldiers and horses and came back. ”

"He's back!"

Ning Jian raised his head, hummed softly, and smiled.

Four more.

(End of chapter)