Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In Lingwu City, the Meng Family Manor was built in an unusually tall and gorgeous palace.

Liang Muchiu was dressed in a royal blue outfit, with her long hair tied up in a woman's bun. Her bright eyes looked gloomily at the battle post in front of her.

Beside her were Lu Le, Han Pu, and Meng Chuan.

In Lu Le's hand, there is a pile of letter paper that is as high as the desk. Although it is just a pile of paper, the pressure it brings to everyone in the palace is no less than that of the battle invitation.

"Mrs. Liang, these are the letters sent by various major and small forces in Ji, Liang, and Yanzhou in the past three days. They are all trying to persuade the young master to accept the letter of war in order to protect our human race's martial arts destiny in the north from setbacks.

A letter also came from the Meng family in Nan'an, left by the head of the family. The purpose was to persuade the young master to postpone the matter for the time being, and he must not agree so easily. "

Lu Le also felt that the matter was very difficult. Meng Zhao was now caught in the center of the storm. Everyone else could give up, but he was the only one who was being roasted on the fire. It was very difficult to deal with it no matter how he dealt with it.

In fact, this was not the first time Liang Muchiu summoned them to deal with this matter, but they were not gods and could not solve all the troubles. After discussions, they could not make the final decision. Everything could only be left to Meng Zhao himself.

This is also the atmosphere that Meng Zhao has been trying to create. All power seems to be distributed among capable men, even in the hands of his own woman, but when it comes to such a critical moment, he is still the only one who can make the decision.

Just like the military talisman, half of the military talismans were in Liang Muqiu's hands, and the other half was on Meng Zhao. Without the military talismans, no one could hope to mobilize the entire army.

Liang Muchiu, relying on half a military talisman, could mobilize at most 20,000 troops for daily defense and defense of the city.

When war really breaks out, with the support of a few of Meng Zhao's cronies, 50,000 men and horses may be mobilized, which will be enough.

"Ale, I want you to go to Yanzhou and deliver the letter of war to Meng Zhao. At the same time, you should also inform him of the situation we have learned about now. If it doesn't work, just postpone the matter."

Liang Muchiu knew very well that Tong Lie would not dare to make such a bet if he was not sure.

Similarly, those who are now eagerly hoping, or even putting pressure on Meng Zhao to take up the challenge, most likely do not believe that Meng Zhao can win.

They just desperately want someone to take over, so that they can at least relieve some of their own pressure.

As for how miserable Meng Zhao's fate will be if he loses, Meng Zhao's defeat will completely break the backbone of Beidi's martial arts, and they will also be implicated, etc., they are not at all considering it.

Just kidding, the defeat of the great master Xie Wanzhi had actually broken half of his spine, and now Meng Zhao was just trying to hold on to the other half.

But as long as the other half didn't fall, they could still deceive themselves and others, believing that Meng Zhao could handle Tong Lie and continue his undefeated myth.

Think about it, you, Meng Zhaodu, have created miracles so many times, and you can definitely do it this time.

If the pressure can be visualized, then the pressure brought by the entire Northland warriors to Meng Zhao is probably wider, more turbulent, and more surging than the vast sea, the kind that can drown people.

And through Meng Jizu's letter, we can see that Meng Zhao is currently at the center of the storm, which is not only related to his own wealth and life, but also has a huge impact on the Meng family in Nan'an.

If it works, the Meng family in Nan'an will benefit a lot from this.

If they fail, the Meng family in Nan'an will inevitably suffer backlash because of Meng Zhao's involvement.

This is why Meng Jizu hopes that Meng Zhao will not make a decision so quickly and try to delay as much time as possible to increase his strength.

Lu Le's round face is serious. It has lost the childishness and joy of a few years ago, and has become a bit more vicissitudes of life and coldness.

"Madam, don't worry, I will rush over to the young master as soon as possible, but now a large number of warriors gather outside the Yangwu Camp and our Meng Family Manor every day. I hope the young master will come forward to respond to this matter. You should also be careful."

Han Pu also intervened at this time,

“Lingwu City has been experiencing a lot of turmoil recently because of the news coming from Liangzhou.

In particular, some families seem to be taking action because of the rumors that the general is the true king of the North and will definitely ascend to the Nine-Nine Supreme in the future.

I think it is better to implement martial law to prevent anything bad from happening. "

"In addition, we should pay more attention to Yanping County Prince Beitang Ang and Crown Prince Beitang He. Although they have cooperated closely with the general before, they are members of the royal family. Now that such rumors have spread, they may not be credible."

Liang Muchiu nodded, feeling itchy with hatred for the person who secretly spread the news. This was obviously an eyesore for Meng Zhao and the Meng family.

Given the current trend of advocating for Meng Zhao in the entire northern land, even if Meng Zhao wins, it may not be a good thing.

It's a very simple reason. Meng Zhao is better than Tong Lie, and he has firmly established himself as the son of destiny in the North. He is also known as a legendary hero, which is enough to greatly increase the people in the North's centripetal force towards him, and has a basis for people's attachment to him. This is No superior or dictator would tolerate this.

By then, Meng Zhao was afraid that he would directly face the suppression of the Beitang royal family.

Therefore, Meng Zhao is now unable to advance or retreat. In short, he is in an awkward situation.

"Don't worry, I will pay attention to actions in this area. After several turmoils in Lingwu City, most people and forces are still facing us. Even if Beitang Ang and Beitang He and his son deliberately make small moves but lack the strength, they will still It’s just a joke.”

Liang Muchiu is very confident on this point.

Meng Zhao once told him that although Beitang and his son were also in charge of a 10,000-strong Yangwu army, they were still cavalry with extraordinary combat effectiveness.

But he had already secretly bribed most of the officers. As long as Meng Zhao was willing, this army that seemed to be controlled by Beitang and his son could change its course at any time and become the private army of the Meng family.

Regarding this point, Liang Muchiu himself also had corresponding temptations, which proved that what Meng Zhao said was true.

It can only be said that the man in his family is still insidious enough to use Beitang and his son's money to train his own soldiers.

To put it bluntly, the army is only the foundation, and those who lead the army are the generals and middle- and low-level officers.

When low-level officers and even generals are corrupted and assimilated, this army will most likely change their surnames.

Through this incident, Liang Muchiu also realized that Meng Zhao was very ambitious and probably did not have much loyalty to the Beitang royal family.

Especially if he has an army in hand, if there is any trouble, it will be difficult to end it.

However, Meng Zhao was already her man, and whether it was wind or rain, they had to experience it together.

Even more, she could guess that with Meng Zhao's character and arrogance, he would never evade Tong Lie's invitation to fight, and perhaps not even delay it.

Because, being ambitious, he may also be waiting for such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an opportunity to win over the hearts of the North. (End of chapter)