Chapter 179 Thorn

3rd shift today, apologize for the two shifts on Saturday weekend. WE and RNG have both lost and won't be watching the match. Please forgive me for trying to make up for the difference tomorrow.) (Apologize for the loss of WE and RNG on Saturday weekend

Xia Jun's tent was lit with a deep candle.

"Bah! People won't let us kill, objects won't let us rob, and we still have to cooperate with those refugees to escape. Then what are we doing here? Nothing! We can't even find a woman who can purge her fire." The burly man kicked over the wine on the table and roared carelessly.

"That's right. In the past, even if it was just plundering, it would still be enough for us to be carefree for a while. Now, it's good that we won't let anyone take a single penny. The refugees won't let them stop us. Our army of 500,000 is vast and mighty. Aren't we going to drink the northwest wind?"

There was a man who stood up. His face was covered in scars of all sizes. He had been through countless life and death battles more than a dozen times. It was obvious that he was a ruthless person who had experienced countless life and death battles.

"That's right. That Mu Ji is too self-righteous. Do you think he is still the Northern Region King of the Zhou Dynasty? He is only a surrender general now!"

With the two of them taking the lead, many of the generals in the tent also criticized him. Obviously, everyone was a little unhappy with this decision.

Only the man in black armor, who was sitting on the high platform, held his head with one hand and his wine cup with the other, smiled at the crowd and remained silent.

"I've heard for a long time that Emperor Li Yulin of the Great Xia Kingdom is a rare genius in a thousand years. Unfortunately, he has raised such a bunch of trash geniuses who know that their mouths are three inches wide and their crotches are three inches wide." At this moment, a voice came from outside the room.

Everyone was stunned. The curtain of the camp was pushed open from the outside. A white-robed man sitting in a wooden wheelchair was pushed into the camp under the protection of three guards.

Mu Ji!

Everyone was a veteran general who had been at war with the Great Zhou Dynasty for several years. How could they not recognize the person who came? At that time, they were all stunned and subconsciously stopped talking.

Even though he knew that the other party did not have half an inch of cultivation, and even though he only had three guards by his side, the shadows that the other party had left behind for many years had actually caused the hearts of these vicious soldiers and generals who normally had their heads hanging on their belts to feel a chill in their hearts.

His arrival was undoubtedly beyond the expectations of everyone present.

Everyone present naturally couldn't help but feel their hearts sink at that moment. Their gazes at the man were somewhat vigilant, but they couldn't find the slightest bit of the momentum of shouting and screaming.

At that time, the man on the platform looked sideways at the silent crowd, and the smile on his lips became even more intense.

He finally stood up and raised the wine cup in his hand. He looked at the Northern Region King and smiled, "So it's Brother Mu. What can I trouble you for?" The smile on his face was eager, as if he had been friends with Mu Ji for many years.

"I came to ask for what Li Yulin promised me." The man sitting on the wooden chair said calmly. His calm eyes stared straight at the man on the platform. It was as if none of the generals around him were eyeing him covetously. It was as if Lord Cui Ting, who was the pillar of the Great Xia Empire, was nothing more than a mortal in his eyes.

He had always been like this. Even with his saber and axe, his expression had never changed. He was such a man. Perhaps there was nothing in this world that could cause his heart to stir up the slightest ripple. At least not yet.

Hearing this, Cui Ting, who was standing on the high platform of Great Xia's national pillar, was slightly stunned. Then, he put down the wine cup in his hand.

The smile on his face was still bright. "This matter, Brother Mu, look, I haven't had enough time to carry out many things when I first arrived in your land. I really don't have enough manpower. If I don't wait for a while, don't worry. When the time comes, I'll definitely send a hundred thousand troops to your palace."

Cui Ting said awkwardly.

"Sure." Originally, he thought that they would have to bargain with each other, but who would have thought that Mu Ji would nod his head straightforwardly.

However, before joy could appear on Cui Ting's face, Mu Ji's voice, which was like a pool of stagnant water, sounded again.

"Three days." He said.

His voice was still calm. It didn't seem like he was discussing, but more like he was communicating orders to his subordinates.

At that moment, the smile on Cui Ting's face abruptly subsided.

"Brother Mu, aren't you being too unsympathetic to your brothers?" Cui Ting was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Back then, he had dominated the Eastern Region of Great Xia, causing the nobles of the Chen Kingdom to be terrified. In the end, he had to use the old minister, Munch, who had been abandoned for many years. Although Cui Ting's encounters in the Great Xia Dynasty over the years had made him a little smoother, the ruthlessness in his bones had never dissipated.

When the surrounding generals heard this, they could hear the anger in the words of their commander-in-chief. They all stood up and drew their swords and knives from their waists. A chill suddenly appeared in the tent.

As for the three guards behind Mu Ji, they were obviously not easy to deal with. At that time, they also displayed their swords on their waists, vigilantly staring at the people who were looking around with red eyes.

Seeing the atmosphere in the tent become tense, the pale-faced man on the wooden chair stretched out his hand and signaled the guard behind him to put away his saber and sword. Although the three of them hesitated, the prestige of the Beijiang King had a long history in their hearts. Therefore, they kept their swords and swords in their hands in the end, but their gazes did not slack off at all as they stared at the crowd.

Upon seeing this, Cui Ting revealed a smile on his cold face.

"What are you doing? Do you dare to attack the Northern Region King? Hurry up and put it down!" He roared so angrily that the generals did not dare to disobey his wishes, so they put away their swords and sat back down resentfully.

At this moment, Cui Ting looked at Mu Ji with a smile and said, "Brother Mu, these bastards are used to being wild. Don't mind."

These words were naturally meant to apologize, but just how much guilt there was in his tone was debatable.

"However, it is still too difficult for me to gather 100,000 troops for you in these three days. If not, what do you think in three months? After three months, 100,000 troops will definitely be sent to you respectfully."

"Three months is too long. I can't wait that long." Mu Ji shook his head, then stretched out his hand and opened his fingers, saying, "Five days."

"This" Cui Ting's expression immediately turned ugly, but the cunning fox-like look in his eyes betrayed the true thoughts in his heart.

"Li Yulin is the hero. What he wants is to unify the world, repeat the glorious scene of the Great Chu Territory and the arrival of all nations. Now that there is Jizhou, Great Xia can attack and retreat. After stabilizing the situation in Jizhou, the next step is for the soldiers to head south and take Chang'an." Mu Ji, who was sitting in the wheelchair, saw Cui Ting's appearance. He opened his mouth again and said calmly. "As for Cui Guozhu, if he wanted to be the hero who pioneered the territory, wouldn't Big Yellow City's Lin Shouyu be a thorn in his throat?"

These words undoubtedly hit Cui Ting's vital point. The man on the high platform immediately put away the embarrassment on his face and looked at Mu Ji with a serious expression, waiting for the Beijiang King to follow.

At that time, a cold and gloomy expression suddenly appeared in Mu Ji's normally calm eyes.

His bloodless lips slowly opened.

Said the calm voice.

"Five days, you and I have a hundred thousand troops."

"I'll help you pull out this thorn."

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