The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Your Majesty, Huaibei Army's Huailong Qianhu asked to see him, and said that he came to pick up the eldest son of the Xuan family according to the agreement."

At noon, the Langya army buried a pot for cooking by a small stream, and a sentry entered the king's tent to report.

"Painted Dragon, this name sounds familiar, let him in?" Yu Cha frowned slightly, and put down the wine glass in his hand.

"The Huaibei army has thousands of patterned dragons, and I have seen King Yucha!" The patterned dragon, dressed in black iron armor, walked into the big tent and gave a slight salute.

"Are you the patterned dragon?" Yucha stood up, walked around the desk, and took two steps forward. With a snap, he pulled out the waist knife with one hand and put it on the patterned dragon's neck.

"Is it because you led troops to seize Huangtugang, so that our army could not wipe out the remnants of Li Wenheng?

After doing such a thing, you still dare to come to my king's tent, and you really think that this king will not kill you? "

"The two armies are fighting for their own masters, and this general is not afraid of death!" Hua Hualong said loudly without changing his face, not even looking at the waist knife on his neck.

"Presumptuous, a small thousand households dare to be called a general!"

"My lord, if this kid didn't waste our time, the king city wouldn't be lost, so kill him!"

"Yes, kill him to sacrifice the flag, and give a sigh of relief to the brothers."

The generals in the account are not stupid. They have not seen Xiaoyaozi at this time, and they all know that things are going to be bad.

All of them were depressed at first, and just happened to vent their anger on the patterned dragon, and they all started bluffing.

"How courageous!" Yu Cha surprised everyone, not only put down his waist knife, but also had a look of appreciation on his face, and said in a deep voice: "In the battle outside Heigu City, Xuan Mochen's tens of thousands of troops were wiped out, only you Lead the cavalry to escape.

Have you ever thought that once Xuan Mochen is released, he will surely punish you for fleeing before the battle when he returns.

Xuan Mochen is the eldest son of the Xuan family, he is concerned about his reputation, it is very likely that you will be charged for the defeat in this battle.

It's a pity that a general like you died unjustly in Huaibei for a waste like Xuan Mochen!

This king loves talents, as long as you are willing to take refuge, I will give you the command of an army and reward you with ten thousand gold, and your family will take it out safely. Forgive him for the Marquis of Huaibei not to dare to make things difficult.

How about it, think about it carefully, whether you are dead or alive, it is just in your mind. "

"I would like to thank the king. Everyone has their own ambitions, and I, the Patterned Dragon, will never follow my orders!" As soon as Yucha finished speaking, the Patterned Dragon immediately refused, with a resolute tone without any hesitation.

"Bastard, I don't know good from bad, kill him to sacrifice the flag!"

"Let's go together and kill him!"

"My lord, get out of the way, don't splash your blood!"

There was an instant chaos in the big tent, and some Langya generals couldn't bear it any longer, they drew their waist knives and walked up.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the patterned dragon. He is not stupid, and he is also afraid of death.

What's more, what Yucha said was correct, according to Xuan Mochen's past behavior, it is almost certain, if not impossible, that he will be forced to blame him for the defeat.

"Puff," Hua Hualong was stabbed twice in a row, blood flowed out, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Everyone stop!" Seeing that the patterned dragon was about to fall to the ground, Yucha suddenly ordered to stop, and glanced at the patterned dragon who had been stabbed several times and was still holding on, a gleam of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Let him go, such a warrior shouldn't die in my tent!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The patterned dragon reluctantly clenched its fists, turned and left, and left the king's tent, bathed in the sun, as if it had been reborn!

No one knew that between life and death, he had thought a lot. Was it worth it for him to die for the Xuan family and Xuan Mochen?

Beside a bonfire in the camp, more than a dozen prisoners sat on the ground in shackles, smelling the smell of meat from the surrounding area, and gnawed hard on the coarse grain cakes in their hands.

"Be patient, everyone. When I get the gold book in Wangcheng, there will be rewards for all of them!" Li Wenheng ate a piece of mutton and waved his hands confidently.

He sat with Xuan Mochen, unlike the others, not only were the two of them not shackled, but they also had wine and meat, and the food was delicious.

"My lord, this coarse-grain cake is full of wheat chaff, it's really hard to swallow, why don't you give me a piece of meat to taste." Hu Dayou, a hundred households of the Jinwu Guard, served by the side with a jug, looking at the meat on the table with greedy eyes. sharp.

"Dayou, it's not that I won't give it to you. You see that everyone is eating coarse grain cakes, so it's not appropriate to give you one!" Li Wenheng didn't even lift his head, and while dismissing Hu Dayou, he ate faster.

A cultivator has been sealed with spiritual power, so he is hungry faster than ordinary people, and the more meat he needs, how could he be willing to give up such a small amount of meat.

"Eldest son, don't worry about us having an opinion. If Hu Dayou wants to eat, you can reward him with a piece." Zhu Wen struggled to swallow a piece of coarse grain cake, and said something disdainful.

Qiao Lang and the others also cast a glance, and continued to eat the coarse grain cake in their hands in silence.

It's already this time, and I haven't seen Xiaoyaozi's figure yet, especially the atmosphere in the entire Langya army camp is getting more and more serious.

Even fools realized that something was wrong. They really didn't know where Li Wenheng got his appetite and where he was still eating and drinking.

I feel worthless following such a master.

Hearing Zhu Wen's words, Li Wenheng's face was a little embarrassed, and he picked up the smallest piece of meat very tangled: "This piece is for you, you can't take it after eating it. When you get to Wangcheng, I will invite you to eat the meat of the mysterious beast. Let go of it." eat!"

"Thank you son, no, thank you Langyahou!" Hu Dayou took the meat with both hands, looking flattered, and then began to flatter.

"Let's eat, let's go on the road when we're full!" Tian Yang sat in a corner with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and said in an indifferent way that now he is treated like everyone else, a prisoner.

"snort!"

Not to mention everyone, even Xuan Mochen, who was at the same table, couldn't see it. He snorted coldly and said, "That kid Li Wenhao even dared to hit me, but he is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I think you still don't want it." Think about things too well, and think about the future for yourself."

"Xuan Mochen, you and I are both troubled people, why are you doing this!" Li Wenheng was a little unhappy, what annoyed him most now was hearing this: "Even if I can become a Marquis, I will still be an empty Marquis, Wangcheng still has to be investigated by Yu.

Besides, we are still brother-in-law, we should help each other, so don't be jealous of me! "

"I'm jealous of you?" Xuan Mochen held the wine glass aside, if he hadn't been reluctant to drink, he would have wanted to spray Li Wenheng in the face.

He thought he was stupid enough, but he didn't expect to be even more stupid. He still thought about Fenghou at this time, and he didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"Hmph!" Li Wenheng also snorted, how could he not notice that something went wrong, but he didn't want to think about it, he was afraid, he was really afraid!

If Xiaoyaozi fails and the deal cannot be reached, his ending will be extremely miserable.

But he was powerless, because his fate was in the hands of others, Li Wenhao, a bastard son of the Li family, who had never been taken seriously by him and who had been robbed of his wife by him.

When he thought of this, he felt as if he was frying, so he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it!

"Young Master, I'm here to pick you up!" At this moment, several generals of the Huaibei Army rushed over.