Chapter 707: Father and Son

Tucheng.

Weng Gui was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The Wusun army has already left the border of Wusun and is coming straight to Tucheng.

And the beacons under his command are like no one, they should eat and drink.

If you want to talk about Weng Guimi's combat power against the Beacon City, he is still fully confident, but the number of people on both sides is too different.

Moreover, the failure of the Bai clan to subdue it was inconsistent with the previous plan to poison the body, so how could Weng Guimi not be in a hurry?

"Father, why are you worried?" asked a big man who was looking at Weng Guimi.

This person, called Wu Zhitu, was born to a woman when Weng Guimi was in exile, and he was born with divine power, and he was even loved by Weng Guimi.

Weng Guimi sighed and said: "My son doesn't know, the Wusun army is here, but the hundred tribes are still not subject to naturalization, and the city is in danger!"

Wu Zhitu usually doesn't care about anything, just a mental martial arts, hearing this, he was very puzzled, and asked:

"Didn't my father send the Beacon City to subdue the Hundred Clans?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when he mentioned this matter, Weng Guimi was on fire, and he scolded when he opened his mouth:

"These fools, when their father ascends the throne again, they will definitely die a good death!"

Wu was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Father is angry, now is the time to use people......

didn't say the rest of the words, Weng Guimi naturally understood, so he shook his head with a wry smile.

Wu Zhitu asked cautiously: "Father, isn't that beacon city a fool, so difficult that you don't know that it is difficult to support alone?"

Weng Guimi closed his eyes and shook his head, and sighed: "For my father, it is estimated that they are afraid that after the hundred clans are annexed, their status will be affected. ”

After being stunned for a moment, Wu Tu Xin said, "Status, what else is worth fighting for in this Tucheng?"

Thinking about it, Wu Tu said in his mouth: "Maybe the four leaders have other plans." ”

Shaking his head again, swinging a lot bigger, Weng Guimi sighed: "It's not your own people, you can't always call with your arms, by the way!

Wu Tu stood up and said proudly: "According to the method of connecting the city, my son bought a large number of slaves from all over the world, took care of them and promised to get rid of slaves in the future. ”

Hearing this, Weng Guimi was overjoyed and asked, "Is the military rations enough?"

Wu Tu said: "Thanks to my father's planning, the food sent by the poison is enough for 100,000 people, so we don't have much property, otherwise we can buy more slaves." ”

Sighing lightly, Weng Guimi said softly: "This is already all the foundation of our family, no matter how much it is, it will be gone, but 10,000 people are enough." ”

Seeing that, Weng Guimi swept away the decadent image, turned around and took out a box from behind.

The box is very quaint, and you can see that it is an antiquity at a glance.

Opening the box, Weng Guimi took out an object from inside, but it was a golden pure golden wolf helmet!!

Wu Tutu's eyes lit up, and he complained in a low voice:

"Father has this thing, why don't you take it out earlier, at least you can exchange it for two thousand more slaves!!"

"Silly boy, do you know what this thing is?" Weng Guimi said while handing out the golden wolf helmet:

"This is the ceremonial crown of Shang Ancestor!"

Wu Tutu's hands trembled and almost dropped the golden wolf helmet, and he hurriedly fished it again, and directly hugged it in his arms, and said in a trembling voice:

"Father... Father, this... This is the ability to command hundred... The Shang Ancestor Crown of the Hundred Clans?"

With a smile on his face, Weng Guimi nodded, and continued:

"The beacon city has always thought that the crown is still buried in an unknown place, and the father has been pretending to look for it, but they don't know that this thing has been dug up by the father a long time ago. ”

"Original... It turns out that the beacon city is not really taking refuge?"

Weng Guimi was silent for a while, and said quietly: "It's hard to say whether it's true or not, but this thing definitely can't be given to them." ”

Holding the golden wolf helmet, Wu Yitu asked, "What does father mean?"

With a wave of his big hand, Weng Guimi said loudly: "My son can hold this ceremonial crown and take the people and horses to the hundred tribes, if you obey the order, otherwise...... Do I understand?"

With a cruel look on his face, Wu Qitu said loudly:

"Boy commands!!"

......

It's still a dirt city.

Liannu: "Then Wu slaughtered and set off." ”

"Ge Laozi, learn our method, and actually train tens of thousands of troops" The city wall scolded with an angry face, but the back of the head was slapped and shouted:

"What did you do when you hit me?"

Glancing at the city wall, Huo Feng said: "Our eight thousand people are trained according to the method of the Venerable, how can they be compared to others?"

Even the slaves robbed by fire, and they also said to the city wall: "Say you are stupid, don't believe it, we have 8,000 people here, and there are tens of thousands of family members in Heming Pass." ”

The city wall was squeezed by the two of them, and they stood up violently, and they wanted to have a seizure but sat down again, and said with a smile:

"I think at the beginning, you even referred to your name and surname, and asked Huofeng to be your daughter-in-law before you were willing to join the gang. ”

Suddenly, Huofeng and Lian Nu's faces were red, and after glancing at each other, the two of them burst into flames and pounced on the city wall.

"Alright! The madman spoke.

The three of them separated in an instant, and each sat upright.

The madman glanced at the three of them and said solemnly: "So far, the Shang Zuyi crown has not been found, and we have a trust of respect." ”

Lian Nu's face turned fierce, he suddenly got up and pulled out his knife, gritted his teeth and said:

"Weng Guimi, that old fox, if we force him to hand it over, I don't believe that three thousand seven hundred knives were cut on him, can he not say it?"

"Wait!"

Huo Feng suddenly stopped with a voice, Moth's eyebrows frowned, and he said suspiciously:

"The Wusun army is leaving, and the big war is imminent, what will Wu Tu take people out for?"

The madman's eyes snapped open, as if he had thought of something.

Next to it, the city wall tried to say: "It's hard to say, we failed to subdue the hundred tribes, Weng Guimi sent his son?"

Lian Nu seemed to think of it, and sneered: "Weng Guimi thinks he is true, but he is not brainless, if his son can subdue the hundred clans, I am afraid that he will not do it a long time ago." ”

"So ......"

The city wall opened, and he heard Huofeng grit his teeth and say: "So Wu will slaughter must be sure." ”

The madman's eyes narrowed into a line, the cold light in his eyes was frequent, and his voice was very soft, but it made people shudder:

"Fire Phoenix, Liannu, City Wall, Catch up with Wu and slaughter, live or die!"

The three of them took the order and left.

The madman turned back into the room, pushed open the closet in the room, and a secret room appeared behind it.

This chamber is different in that it is not airtight, but it has ventilation on the walls.

There is a faint light at the end of the ventilation duct, which seems to be a corner, and I don't know where to turn?

There is also a pool in the secret room, and there is water in the pool, and there is a trace of water vapor.

At the same time, there is a huge cage in the secret room, with flowers and trees in the cage, water at the bottom, and a strange fragrance wafting out of the food pocket.

A few green shadows flew up and down in the cage.

The madman took off his mask of never showing people.

This is a very heroic face, about thirty years old.

There was a look of determination in his eyes.

Walked over to the table and closed a rectangular box with a broken gun and blood stained on it.

In the place covered by blood, there is a vague word 'Li'.

Stroking the barrel of the gun, the madman whispered:

"Father. ”