Fortunately, the old poisonous drug Jia Xu had already prepared a big gift for Gao Nanwu, and he was not in a hurry to deal with them.

Let the bullets fly for a while.

After the coalition forces retreated to the camp, several leaders sat in the central army's tent to discuss matters, and the atmosphere in the tent was very dull.

Goguryeo Prime Minister Ebasu said:

"The Chu army is stronger than we thought.

Especially the number of peerless military generals under Yuan Shu is far superior to our army.

These powerful generals are brave when they rush to the battlefield, which will have a great blow to our army's morale.

If you want to defeat the Chu army, you must restore your morale."

Gongsun Kang sighed when he heard this:

"But we don't have so many powerful generals fighting against the Chu army!"

There are quite a few elite soldiers in the Gongsun family in Liaodong, but unfortunately there is not a single powerful general in the peerless realm.

The situation in Goguryeo is not much better.

King Chuan Gao Nanwu has the strength of a peerless realm, but he can't let King Chu go up and fight with General Chu in person, right?

If Gao Nanwu makes any mistakes, the coalition forces will be finished.

When everyone was at a loss, the man in the black robe sitting in the tent suddenly spoke:

"Leave the powerful generals under Yuan Shu to me."

Everyone looked up and said that the person who spoke was Miyamoto Hikiki, the powerful Sun Temple.

Miyamoto Hikiki and Feng Moon are very mysterious and are transcendent in the coalition camp.

If it weren't for their own willingness, even King Gao Nanwu of Chuan could not order the two of them.

Gao Nanwu was happy when he heard this and asked the two:

"How are the two gods preparing to deal with the Chu army?"

Wind Magic Moon Dao wearing a Blood Moon Mask:

"Yuan Shu set up four camps outside Liucheng, each camp with 100,000 elite soldiers.

We, brothers and sisters, will destroy two of the camps tonight to relieve your pressure.

This will always boost your morale, right?"

Gongsun Kang said excitedly:

"If this can be done, the Chu army will be defeated!"

They were not very suspicious of the words of Miyamoto Hikiki and Feng Momo.

After all, these two people are gods from the Sun Temple. When they first arrived in the army, they showed their skills to Gao Nanwu and Gongsun Kang.

The two of them have a heart-wrenching strength.

Even with the martial arts of Gao Nan’s martial arts, he is no match for any of them at all.

They controlled the power of the gods, and it was no problem to destroy the two camps of the Chu army.

As night fell, Miyamoto Hikiki and Fengmo Moon stood on a big golden bird, overlooking Liucheng and the surrounding four villages.

The big bird spread its wings and feet were six or seven feet long, with golden thunder arcs on its body.

It is the psychic beast belonging to Miyamoto Hikiki, the Golden-winged Thunder Peng.

Seeing that the four villages of Chu army were brightly lit, Feng Mofanyue said softly:

"The enemy camps were only twenty or thirty miles apart, and they perfectly protected Liucheng in the middle.

Moreover, the guards in the village are tightly guarded, so it is impossible to attack the sneak attack."

Miyamoto Rikki said with a warlike look on his face:

"You can't attack sneakily, just attack hard!"

Feng Magic Moon continued:

"No matter which camp attack, the remaining camps and the Chu army in the city will come to support it.

Judging from the speed of the Chu army's march, it took less than an hour to arrive.

We only have half an hour to do it.”

“Half an hour?

Enough!”

Miyamoto Riki smiled at Feng Magic Moon and said:

"One of us attacks a camp.

Fantasy Moon, you can choose first.”

Fengmo Fantasy Moon analyzed to Miyamoto Hiki:

"The Chu army camps are distributed in four directions: southeast, southwest, northeast and northwest of Liucheng.

The two villages in the southeast and southwest are deeply behind the enemy and it is difficult to evacuate. It is better for us to attack the remaining two villages.

I will choose Northwest Village!”

Miyamoto Riki nodded and responded to Feng Magic Moon:

"Okay, then I'll choose the Northeast!"

"It's decided, the action begins!"

As soon as Miyamoto Hiki finished speaking, Feng Mo Fantasy Moon's figure turned into a smog of smoke and dust and disappeared.

"This guy Huanyue is fast enough."

Miyamoto Riki shook his head, pointed to the Chu army camp in the northeast, and ordered the Golden-winged Lei Peng.

"Go over that camp!"

The Chu Camp in the northwest was the camp controlled by Zhuge Liang, the Minister of the Great Chu.

It was already late at night, but Zhuge Liang was not sleepy.

He stood in front of his camp and paced back and forth, holding the gossip divine light mirror in his hand, calculating what might happen in the future.

"Teacher, why haven't you rested yet?"

A young general wearing silver armor walked up with a crane cloak in his hand. It was Zhuge Liang's disciple Jiang Wei.

"It's cold, teacher put on the clothes."

Zhuge Liang put on a crane cloak and tilted his feather fan in his hand. Under the reflection of the moonlight, he looked like a god among immortals.

He smiled and said to Jiang Wei:

"I always feel that something will happen tonight, and I can't sleep.

After several calculations, I couldn’t figure out where the crisis was.”

Jiang Wei asked:

"But the alien coalition forces will rob the camp at night?"

Zhuge Liang shook his head gently and said:

"Today's battle has defeated the enemy's spirit, and they don't have the courage."

As the two of them talked, a strange strong wind suddenly blew, breaking the "Zhuge" banner outside Zhuge Liang's tent.

The Eight Trigrams Divine Light Mirror in Zhuge Liang's hand also rotated very quickly, and finally showed the hexagrams that Zhuge Liang calculated.

Zhuge Liang looked at the Divine Light Mirror and exclaimed:

"How strange, the conflict between yin and yang in this hexagram is a sign of fate conflict.

There is a glimmer of hope in the great misfortune, and there is also a great sign of good luck."

Jiang Wei was deeply educated by Zhuge Liang's true teachings and knew a lot about the hexagrams.

But he still couldn't understand what Zhuge Liang said, and couldn't help but ask:

"What exactly does this hexagram mean?"

Zhuge Liang looked at Jiang Wei and said in a deep voice:

"Simply put, if you are a teacher tonight, you may be in danger of your life.

but…"

"It is worthy of being the most famous warlock in the Central Plains. Mr. Wolong.

Even his death can be predicted, and it is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Before Zhuge Liang could finish his words, he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind.
To be continued...