I Am Very Low-Key In The Heavens

"Who is the expert behind the Zhenwu army? Why is he so terrifying? He even knows that the southeast wind is blowing in the afternoon. How did he know it?"

Ma Niansheng was guessing which counselor was the one who advised the Zhenwu Army this time. There are many well-known counselors in the world, but he couldn't find a corresponding counselor.

It was as if the strategists behind the Zhenwu Army had appeared out of thin air.

"It may be a top strategist secretly cultivated by the imperial court. If so, it means that the imperial court already has the idea of ​​regaining Qingzhou.

"This is not a good thing. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though the court is restricted by other transcendent forces in all aspects, the court is still the biggest force in the world.

"If the imperial court wants to regain Qingzhou, it will be difficult for us alone to withstand the imperial court's attack, so this time we may be in trouble."

Hao Jiagong regarded the mysterious counselors behind the Zhenwu Army as someone sent by the imperial court. As soon as he had this idea, he thought that the imperial court had the idea of ​​recovering Qingzhou.

"There is no sign of the imperial court moving troops from other places into Qingzhou. If there was, we would have received the news a long time ago."

"The imperial court may have the idea of ​​regaining Qingzhou, but due to other restrictions, the imperial court cannot send other troops into Qingzhou."

"But this is enough, as long as the imperial court does not increase the strength of the Zhenwu Army, relying on just one counselor to defeat our entire Heavenly God Sect, it is simply whimsical.

"This time it was just our carelessness. The next time the town champion will not be so lucky."

It is impossible for Ma Niansheng to destroy his own prestige just because the enemy wins by speculation, and he will have to wait for the next time to regroup and come back.

Use the blood of all members of the Zhenwu Army to wash away the shame that the Zhenwu Army gave him.

"Send a letter to Fan Fuying Feige, saying that we have lost and are retreating to Xing'an Mansion. Don't say unnecessary nonsense in the letter, I really don't like that guy mocking me.

Ma Niansheng still told Fan Fuying the news of his defeat, so that Fan Fuying was ready to meet him.

The letter described how he was defeated by the Zhenwu army, but it did not describe how many people he killed in battle, and how many people he took to retreat to Xing'an Mansion.

This was the only pitiful face he could save for himself, but what he didn't know was that his actions would ruin Fan Fuying's 50,000 city defenders.

"General Ma, it's not good. Lu Yulong led a large number of soldiers and horses to chase him down."

At this time, the peripheral scouts found the Zhenwu army chasing up from the rear, and ran to report to Ma Niansheng in a panic.

"Damn it, we caught up so quickly, let's retreat!"

As soon as Ma Niansheng asked his subordinates to send the news away with carrier pigeons, they heard a large number of hoofbeats coming closer and clearer from behind.

He looked back and saw that dust was rising up layer by layer in the rear. It was the Zhenwu Army, and a large number of Zhenwu Army rode on horseback and chased him up on the flying dust.

At this moment, without any hesitation, he decisively gave the order to retreat, and there were less than 3,000 of them left, although most of them were elites and experts.

But how many people came from the Zhenwu Army, a rough estimate, good guy, there are more than 20,000 people.

Just looking at the formation, one can tell that the elite troops of the Zhenwu Army are coming, and it goes without saying how many masters are hidden in the elite troops.

The masters behind the Zhenwu army are really ruthless and insidious. Is it necessary to treat them with such a formation to entertain them?

The enemy strategist is too bamboo shoots, he is simply not a human being!

"Chase, bite them and don't let them catch their breath. Also, pay attention to who among them is holding a bow and arrow."

"As soon as we saw it, we shot all arrows at that person, he must be the Great Master archer hidden by the enemy.

Among the fleeing Celestial Army crowd, a middle-aged man with a bow and arrow heard the sound, his face suddenly darkened and then brightened, and finally he lost the bow and arrow in his hand reluctantly.

The enemy is too ruthless, as soon as they see a bow and arrow, they will shoot all arrows. Who gave this idea.

Is that too much!

He is just a Great Master. Facing the barrage of arrows that specially entertained him, if he resists one round, his True Qi will definitely be exhausted, and in the next round, he will definitely become a hedgehog.

In order to live, he can only grit his teeth and abandon his ancestral bow and arrow.

In this way, Ma Niansheng and others were constantly hunted down by the 20,000 elite led by Lu Yulong, and they hardly gave Ma Niansheng and others a chance to breathe.

Xing'an

"How did this happen, the army of 150,000 was defeated by the Zhenwu army,...

Fan Fuying received Ma Niansheng's letter from Feige, and when he saw the content, he was shocked at first, and then furious.

"Ma Niansheng, you trash, how could you make such a low-level mistake, and let the Zhenwu army defeat you in such a way."

"You have lost all the face of the Tenjin Sect."

"Don't think that if you don't write down the number of casualties, I won't be able to guess it. As a person, you must have suffered heavy casualties, so you dare not write clearly. You are afraid that I will mock you."

"Trash, the Tenjin Sect really raises a trash for nothing!"

Fan Fuying kept cursing at Ma Niansheng, and he didn't stop for a long time.

After a long time, maybe he was tired of cursing, and finally calmed down.

He was silent, who would be the expert behind the Silent Zhenwu Army, who actually used such vicious and ruthless tactics to defeat the 150,000 army with almost no waste of a single soldier.

This kind of record is unprecedented, and it can be called the first person in ancient times!

…… Ask for flowers…………

"It's troublesome, the Zhenwu Army really has a very great adviser."

"Although I haven't seen him, just by his strategy of wiping out a corner of the water surface, we can see how terrifying he is."

"No, I have to find out the identity of this person quickly. The identity of the enemy is not known. This is too passive."

Fan Fuying has suffered from the losses of the top strategists, and knows how terrible the top strategists' schemes are.

What's more, the person from the Zhenwu Army is obviously not a top strategist, but a person who is more terrifying than a top strategist.

He must understand this person's information, know himself and the enemy, and win every battle. If you haven't even figured out the bottom line of the enemy, then what's the point of fighting?

Immediately, Fan Fuying asked the Tianshen Cult's intelligence network to track down the expert behind the Zhenwu Army.

Midnight Eagle was about to rest, when suddenly his men came down to tell Ma Niansheng that the remnants of the defeated generals had arrived at the bottom.

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Fan Fuying's sleepiness was gone, he calculated the time, Ma Niansheng seemed to arrive at Xing'an Mansion a little faster at this time.

But when he thought that Ma Niansheng and others were being hunted down by the Zhenwu army, he felt relieved.

Immediately, he followed the soldiers to the high wall of the city gate and looked down.

Out of the 150,000 troops, less than 10,000 people escaped!

At night, he couldn't see very clearly, but with the light of the torches, he could still estimate the number of dejected soldiers below.

One hundred and fifty thousand people were defeated by the Zhenwu army, and 140,000 people were massacred by the Zhenwu army. Ma Niansheng, this bastard, is really a sinner of the gods.

"Ma Niansheng, you bastard...you come out to me.

Fan Fuying roared angrily towards the defeated soldiers below the city gate.

"General Fan, our General Ma was severely injured by the enemy during the retreat, and has already fallen into a coma."

The remnants of the defeated generals below divided a passage, and four people carried the brackets, and carried the seriously injured and unconscious "Ma Niansheng" to the bottom of the city gate, so that Fan Fuying on the high wall could see clearly.

From the corner of the eye of the torch, Fan Fuying vaguely recognized Ma Niansheng on the bracket. He looked at the wounds and arrows on Ma Niansheng's body.

Fan Fuying was full of anger and blushed all over his face. He wanted to get angry at Ma Niansheng, but seeing Ma Niansheng unconscious, this made him feel so angry that he couldn't catch his breath. gas.

"Open the gate"

Fan Fuying suppressed his anger, ready to take these people in and talked.

But what Fan Fuying didn't know was that his words of opening the city gate made the eyes of these remnants and defeated soldiers fluctuate.

Under the cover of night, Fan Fuying didn't notice this. .