"This strategy is extremely risky. If it is successful, it will bring great rewards. However, if the national sect cannot defend it, not only will it be lifeless, but the family's assets that he finally won will be ruined in one go. However, the two still bet, but when the enemy troops came to the city, the national sect found that the other party's strength was far beyond expectations and it was impossible to defend it."

Hearing this, a group of students became nervous and someone said:

"Then what?"

Jian Zhuang said: "So, the National Master ordered the enemy to be allowed to enter the city, to start street fighting, and to disperse the enemy's troops with the help of the geographical advantage."

Someone worried, "This is too risky."

Jian Zhuang agreed:

"Indeed, if you guard the city walls, you will have a chance to retreat. But after this arrangement, the national savvy will have no way out and will have to fight to the death.

"At that time, although he had already entered the practice of cultivation, the magic system of the star officer was not perfect, and the frontal combat power was not strong. At the most dangerous time, the soldiers in the city were almost dead, and the central camp was surrounded by enemy monks, almost desperate...

"Later, His Majesty the Emperor of God sighed, saying that if he was in such a situation, he would have no chance of winning, but the national magistrate miraculously defended it."

The students were curious about it: "Senior brother, how did the National Master guard?"

Jian Zhuang shook his head regretfully:

"I don't know, this historical detail is not recorded, and it has become an insolvent mystery in the world of cultivation. No one knows what His Majesty the Divine Emperor saw when he led the reinforcements back. It is only rumored that the Divine Emperor vomited for a long time after the incident."

Damn!

A group of Si Chen looked at each other and had a similar experience to Huang He and others who watched "The Legend of Huayang".

A dog who is out of context will not die well.

Suddenly, Xue Hongjian remembered something, turned his head to look at Ji Ping'an, and asked:

"Brother Ji, do you know this secret?"

When people woke up, they remembered that there was a "Know-God of Everything" here that was well-versed in the lives of national teachers, and even Jianzhuang couldn't help but read it.

Shi Jilun said: "Yes, Brother Ji, what did the God Emperor see back then?"

Ji Ping'an sat by the window, facing one gaze after another, as if he was trapped in memory: "He..."

...

...

Five hundred years ago, Linliang City.

The sky was covered with clouds, the heavy city gates were wide open, and a large group of enemy troops roared in, and there were shouts of killing, the jingle of soldiers' swords and swords colliding, and the screams of screams.

The former city lord's mansion is now in the "central army camp".

The national teacher dressed in a scholar sat cross-legged behind the table, with bright candlelight jumping on the golden candlestick on the left, and soft armor and sword on the weapon stand on the right.

As the highest commander in the city, he did not wear armor or flee in panic. He just sat cross-legged as usual, and carefully wiped a small jade sword the size of a palm with a silk handkerchief.

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the shouts of killing became clear. A general rushed in and knelt on his fists:

"Military advisor! The enemy has entered the city and has been dragged into the street fighting according to your order."

He didn't look up, his tone was calm: "I understand."

The general wanted to speak but stopped, so he had to leave quickly when he saw this.

He put the wiped sword on the table, picked up the second handle and continued to wipe it.

Soon, the general pushed the door and entered again, his armor stained with blood:

"Military advisor! We can't stand it anymore. The soldiers below have already fled. The enemy is too strong. We..."

"I know." He didn't look up, his tone was still calm and calm, and even the movement of wiping the sword was not messed up at all.

The general stood for a moment, sighed, gritted his teeth and said no, and pulled away.

After a while, the general was covered in blood, his hair was scattered, and his body was filled with smoke. He almost fell in, with a crying voice:

"Military advisors! They have come to the camp. Let's go quickly. We can't wait for the king to come back."

"I understand." His tone was still plain.

This time, the general opened his eyes wide, with a deep sense of disappointment in his eyes. He didn't say a word, but finally clasped his fists and left the camp with the remaining soldiers and ran away in the distance.

Soon, everyone in the entire camp had fled, leaving him alone sitting on the tent.

But he was still wiping the sword meticulously, as if he was turning a deaf ear to the sound of shouting closer and closer. His movements were so gentle and careful, as if he treated his closest lover.

Finally, when he wiped Xueliang with the last small sword firmly on the table in front of him, the shouts of killing disappeared.

He raised his head and saw that outside the open door was an enemy lined up, and a master of cultivation had blocked the surroundings of the camp, and it was incomplete.

"Haha, I thought it was a powerful character, but it turned out to be a turtle with a head-shrinking." A tall and ferocious enemy general stepped into the hall, holding a knife in his hand, showing sarcasm.

The other party's fiery red cloak was blown by the bitter cold wind, and it was like fire.

He spoke with a calm expression: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The enemy general smiled and said, "Are you waiting to surrender?"

He shook his head without explanation, but just closed his eyes. The next second, the twelve green jade flying swords placed on the long table in front of him suddenly turned into gray shadows and disappeared.

There was only a harsh roar and thunder in my ears.

...

In the school, Ji Ping'an said calmly, facing one after another of his searching gazes and tender faces:

"He saw a dead city and a Jingguan."
Chapter completed!