In the prisoner camp.

Fifty prisoners of the Northern King Army who had been hungry all night were surrounded by a group of elite Shenwu Legion and flew south.

Not to mention, the person in charge of interrogating them was a Jindan monk who did not speak of martial ethics and personally went to the battlefield.

No one thought he could escape.

Even if someone practices the light body technique of "floating iron legs on water" to the extreme, he will be stabbed into the flying sword shot out like a cannonball, and blood will be sprinkled in the sky.

Although Xia Xiaoman used a standard battle knife, the Shuangxue Sword was floating silently behind her, as if using this to show her status as a Jindan monk.

The captives were silent and dared not speak out.

Xia Xiaoman frowned: "Don't you want to say it?"

"Hey!" The prisoner on the far left sneered: "Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated! We will never betray the Northern Prince!"

"That's it!" Someone took the initiative to speak, and the second prisoner was counted on the left. I don't know who gave him the courage. He plucked up his courage and said coldly: "A mere girl, too, wants to learn from the princes to fight for the world? It's ridiculous! The eldest prince and the King of Conqueror are the orthodox Xia family, and the destiny of heaven!"

"Swish"

A flash of sword light.

Two heads flew high.

Xia Xiaoman disagrees and waves a knife.

The remaining forty-eight prisoners looked at the two headless corpses that fell down in horror, and at the same time took a breath of cold snow, causing the air around the prisoner camp to suddenly warm up.

Xia Xiaoman took out the silk cloth from his waist, and his movements were gentle, wiping the hot and hot blood on the knife. While wiping, he lowered his head and said softly:

"Who else?"

“…”

After a brief silence.

The remaining forty-eight prisoners rushed to attack.

"You are responsible for recording and ordering the scouts to mingle in the city to inquire and investigate the reality and reality."

Xia Xiaoman inserted the blood-stained knife into the snow, looked tired, and turned around and left.

After General Shinpei left,

A group of fierce men of Shenwu who had already been filled with evil fire surrounded him and forced him to confess and vomit.

...

Xia Xiaoman returned to the tent.

She lit up the oil lamp again, looked at the strategic map spread out on the desktop, and fell into deep thought.

"Lujiang City, the Northern King is connected to the north and south hub. Once this is taken down, it will be like a knife slashing the Northern King's throat, causing the Northern King to be in a dilemma. At the same time, once the Green River City is lost, the Northern King will have to withdraw the troops from the other fronts in order to regain Green River City, and can also share the pressure on both the east and west sides."

Xia Xiaoman picked up his pen and dipped ink and drew a big circle on the "Green River".

"Fight for the world..."

Xia Xiaoman inadvertently, the hatred expressions flashed in the eyes of the fifty prisoners, and his chest tightened.

"What did I do in order to stabilize the Xia family's territory?"

Xia Xiaoman rubbed the tingling eyebrows.

She knew that she was massacring her Xia people.

Even if this rebellion between the Four Kings was finally put down, she would never leave any good reputation among the people.

"But as long as I can stabilize the Xia family's territory for Jier, even if I, Xia Xiaoman, are scolded by thousands of people and have been terrified for the ages, what's the point?"

...

Unconsciously.

In the military tent, Xia Xiaoman fell asleep on the table.

She had forgotten how long she had not had a good sleep.

From time to time, she missed the days she had in the Tianjian Gate in the past, and slept until she woke up naturally, and ate meat until she burped.

"Senior brother, where are you..."

In the empty tent, Xia Xiaoman drooled and murmured softly.

The candlelight swayed, and Xia Xiaoman's shadow swayed silently.

...

The next day.

Xia Xiaoman woke up sleepyly and felt very fragrant.

She just got up and stretched her waist contentedly, a warm blanket slid off her shoulders.

Xia Xiaoman looked down at the brand new blanket, and then came outside the tent with a stern face.

"Who dared to break into this general's tent last night?"

Several generals who were in charge of the security of the military camp were summoned.

"If you go back to the general, no one dares to trek into the general's military camp."

Several generals looked at each other... Who dared to break in a mess?

Let’s not talk about General Zhenping’s name, let’s talk about General Zhenping’s real identity as Princess. This man and woman are not close to each other and are morally restrained. No one dares to be inferior to others.

Xia Xiaoman asked, but didn't find out why.

She returned to the tent in wonder, thinking that she had been busy rushing to the battlefield recently and her memory had declined?

Xia Xiaoman held the blanket and couldn't figure it out.

Finally, her eyes fell accidentally on the strategic map I watched last night.

At first glance, she felt something was wrong.

After taking a look, I found the origin of this wrong.

I saw in the circle of "Green River City",

I don’t know when there was a conspicuous “×”.

...

...

The information has been investigated almost.

General Zhenping decided to forcibly attack the city.

The spies ahead reported that the information spies spit out by the prisoners was true or false, but combined with the spies' intelligence, the Shenwu Army had a preliminary outline of the deployment of troops in Lujiang City.

The person responsible for defending the city was the general "Aye Tribe" under the command of King Zhengbei. He was powerful and good at using double hammers.

When he was young, Aye's tribe studied under Xuanmen and understood the magic of Sanliang Xuanmen.

The most terrifying thing about him on the battlefield was his "flying hammer". The Aye tribe can fly, and the hammer can fly, and it is extremely violent when he sees people hitting people or horses hitting horses.

In addition to the Aye tribe, there are a total of 10,000 elite soldiers of the Northern King in Lujiang City.

With the perfect city guarding equipment, it is almost impossible to forcibly capture the Green River City with these thousand elite soldiers under Xia Xiaoman.

Even if it is really conquered, very few of these thousand elite soldiers can survive from the battlefield.

Xia Xiaoman has been busy quelling the chaos and neglecting to practice for the past six months, and his cultivation has stagnated, and he is still at the first level of the Golden Elixir Realm.

She can fight a hundred or a thousand, but she can't be safe and sound when facing ten thousand well-equipped troops and arrows all over the sky.

When learning about the information in Lujiang City, several of the trusted generals expressed certain resistance and doubts about Xia Xiaoman's decision to attack the city.

You, General Zhenping, is a great Jindan monk, and you go from the wind to the rain, but these brothers are just mortals and cannot fly.

But the military orders are like mountains and cannot be disobeyed.

A thousand Shenwu Army, dressed neatly, rushed forward in the woods before the sky was dawn.

Some people have tragic faces,

Some people have even written suicide notes and sent them back to their hometowns.

"General Zhenping, the last general follows the general to fight on the battlefield and has made great achievements. Even if he donated these 80 kilograms of meat today, he will have no regrets!"

On the war, a side general sighed and made a dying Flag.

Xia Xiaoman wore a battle helmet tightly, and his face was as deep as water, and he didn't explain anything.

Before the sky completely lit up, a thousand Shenwu Army finally arrived outside the city of Green River.

...

On the wall of the green river.

There is no fire in rare situations, the whole city is pitch black, like a dead city.
To be continued...