The eldest son is fierce

Tang Yi's smile was very calm, but Nangong Yue felt creepy watching it.

The battle about to take place at Tianyong Pass was a decisive battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops from both sides. In a war of this magnitude, which commander wouldn't be extremely anxious and cautious? Fearing a single misstep would lead to catastrophic consequences.

But the young man in front of him was so calm.

It seemed as if fighting against the hundreds of thousands of soldiers led by the Grandmaster Huangfu Zong was no pressure at all for him.

Where did he get his confidence?

"You...what do you mean?" Nangong Yue asked with his heart beating faster.

"Literally, don't you understand?"

Tang Yi raised his hand and patted Nangong Yue's shoulder, saying, "Lao Deng, I asked you to come here to be a witness and see how I deal with the Grandmaster that your Nanjing has worked so hard to create."

"When the time comes, you will have to bring Huangfu Zong's body back to Nanjing."

Nangong Yue's pupils suddenly contracted.

He retreated seven or eight steps in succession, his face turning alternately pale and blue, his heart filled with turmoil.

Reason told him that this was impossible and that Tang Yi was bluffing, but his hands and feet were cold and his heart was panicked. After fighting with Tang Yi so many times, he had a general understanding of Tang Yi.

Almost everything that comes out of this guy's mouth is true.

"This is impossible...this is impossible..."

Nangong Yue looked up at Tang Yi, shaking his head, and said, "You only have 200,000 soldiers and horses at most. How can you fight? How can you fight?"

"Even if you have a bomb, and 200,000 soldiers stand by to bomb you, it will take you ten days and ten nights!"

"Shh!" Tang Yi raised a finger and said, "Want to know how I fight? You'll know what's going on in a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of breaking wind behind him.

Tang Yi turned around and saw Ning Chuan walking out of the darkness. His expression was rather grim. He came up and kicked him: "Are you crazy? Breaking into the mall alone? You bastard, you are playing with all our heads!"

"If you die, we will all be buried with you!"

Tang Yi patted his chest, winked at Ning Chuan and said, "Don't be so angry, Ning Chuan. I am confident."

"Hold on to your sister!"

Ning Chuan punched Tang Yi on the shoulder and his expression became serious: "Everything is in place, we can start working."

Hearing this, Tang Yi twisted his neck, and his tense nerves finally relaxed: "Great, everything is in place, I can make him turn the world upside down."

"Ningtou, you haven't been exposed, right?"

Ning Chuan clenched his embroidered spring sword, full of fighting spirit: "Don't worry, both the Prime Minister and the Princess know that I am still in Longzhong to deal with the Longzhong nobles."

Hearing this, Tang Yi stretched lazily and said, "That's good. Now we just have to wait for Luluo and Ying Wuzong to arrive. Once they are in place, we will turn the world upside down."

Ning Chuan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, even though that kid is not very good, he never makes mistakes when it comes to important matters."

After the conversation ended, the two smiled at each other. Nangong Yue looked at their relaxed expressions and his face gradually lost color.

Oh my god, could Tang Yi really destroy the 200,000-strong Nanjing army... in the southern border?!

……

At the same time, in southern Xinjiang, the Ling Gu tribe.

The simple Miao village was brightly lit. In the center of the village stood an exquisite bamboo building. Two people were kneeling in front of it.

It was Green Radish and Shadowless.

"Sister Saint, just agree to it. Tang Yi is really our strongest foreign aid."

Green Rose knelt in front of the door, looking at the bamboo building and pouting, "I wasn't lying to you. That guy said he had people and guns, as well as planes and cannons, and he could really help us defend southern Xinjiang against the enemy."

"Let's help him now. After he defeats Nanjing, he will help us."

A cold voice came from the bamboo building: "You ran away from your marriage."

Luoluo immediately pointed at Ying Wuzong beside her and said, "Sister, it's him. This guy instigated it all. Sister, I already know I was wrong and I deeply realize my mistake."

Ying Wuzong glared at Luluo before bowing towards the bamboo building and saying, "Miss Chi Yun, this can't be entirely blamed on me. Luluo was too young at the time, only thirteen."

"How can you get married at the age of thirteen?"

"Her name is Chi Li." The cold voice came again.

Ying Wuzong coughed dryly and said, "Miss Chi Yun, Chi Li was not wrong to run away from the marriage, but it was our fault that you were forced to serve as the Saint."

"Although Chi Li has been away for these years, he has never forgotten the crisis in Southern Xinjiang, and Tang Yi is the one who will solve it."

"I hope you can go with us to Tianyong Pass to meet Tang Yi. You can discuss any conditions with him. Chi Li and I... are just two errand boys."

— crunch!

The bamboo door slowly opened.

A pair of pure white jade feet stepped out from the bamboo door.

Then, a pretty girl in Miao clothing appeared in front of the bamboo gate.

The girl folded her arms, her beautiful eyes staring coldly at Ying Wuzong: "What? The former prince is not rebelling anymore?"

The corner of Ying Wuzong's mouth twitched, and he said, "What the hell? I've already lost my temper after being beaten by Tang Yi, how can I build something?"

"Tang Yi, what kind of person is he?"

Chi Yun narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. After these two guys returned to southern Xinjiang, they almost praised Tang Yi to the sky.

Hearing this, Luoluo's pretty face changed drastically. What did that bastard say? When a woman starts to be curious about a man, it's not far from falling in love with him.

No, we must not let Sister Chi Yun jump into the fire pit.

"Tang Yi, he's just a rotten guy!"

Luoluo slapped Ying Wuzong, who was about to speak, and sent him flying, then shouted.

……

The next day.

Outside Tianyong Pass, the Nanjing army camp.

In the commander's tent, the commander-in-chief Huangfu Zongzheng sat cross-legged at the table, playing chess with the deputy hall master of Anjing Tower.

"Wei Yuan, where is he?" Ye Ying placed the black piece on the chessboard.

"He cut off my retreat." Huangfu Zong chuckled.

"Cut off your retreat?"

"Yeah. He seems to have full confidence in that little guy Tang Yi and wants to annihilate Nanjing's 200,000-strong army in one fell swoop."

Huangfu Zong twirled the white chess piece on his fingertips and jokingly said, "Don't worry! He will come back. I have the final say on where the battlefield will be. The person who wants to destroy my retreat has not yet been born."

Ye Ying raised his eyes and stared at Huangfu Zong, saying, "Tang Yi has entered the mall. Aren't you worried that the Zhennan Army will be controlled by him?"

"Heh, once he enters the mall, it's still unclear whether he can come out alive."

Huangfu Zong made a move and said, "There are 50,000 Southern Guards in the city, with the Prince of Southern Guards and Situ Yan in charge. Tang Yi wants to take the Southern Guards away. Ha, it's a foolish dream."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of hurried horse hooves was heard outside the door.

"Report!"

The door curtain opened, and a soldier rushed in quickly: "Your Majesty, the latest urgent news from the mall."

"Tang Yi broke into the Zhennan Army camp alone, killed the King of Zhennan and Situ Yan, and took control of the Zhennan Army!"

"Now, he has personally led the Zhennan Army to attack Tianyong Pass."