After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

She was so excited that she didn't even stutter.

After the words fell, everyone was stunned.

Is everything okay?

How did she know?

Moreover, even if the Prince of Zhennan is not here, how can Southern Xinjiang be safe and sound?

I don't know if the war over there will end.

"How do you know?"

"Master told me."

Jiang Chulong blinked and yawned.

Strange, she just woke up, why is she sleepy again...

"The city was... defended by Brother Li..."

She forced herself to finish the sentence, her eyelids already starting to twitch.

Everyone looked at each other, suspecting that Jiang Chulong had not woken up yet and was thinking about it day and night, so she had a beautiful dream.

According to the information they had, it was unknown whether Aoki Castle could hold out until they arrived without falling.

Li Mo and Ying Bing are indeed the only ones they have ever seen in their lives, and cannot be described as geniuses.

But after all, their realm is still low.

Not to mention the divine realm, even the inner and outer scenes seem insignificant on the battlefield.

"What else did your teacher say?"

Mei Yun suddenly felt a little regretful. She was too anxious to give the Tan Meng Dan to Jiang Chulong.

She knew that Jiang Chulong practiced martial arts every night with the master in her dreams.

With such mysterious and unpredictable means, what he said must not be groundless.

At this time.

Xiao Qin came running from a distance and shouted:

"The Hidden Dragon Ranking has been announced!"

.........

Yunzhou.

In a restaurant by Yulong Lake.

At this time, the inside and outside of the restaurant were guarded by brave and powerful guards, and ordinary people could not get in at all.

The white-haired Prince of Zhennan, dressed in plain clothes, was looking at the bustling Yulong Lake. Without even turning his head, he said to the person behind him:

"Elder Xu, how are you?"

"There's a war going on in Southern Xinjiang, but the Prince of Zhennan isn't in a hurry. Isn't he supposed to be returning to the Imperial Capital to report on his work? How come he still has time to come and look at the list?"

Before the white-haired young man could speak, Elder Zeng, who loved reading, frowned and said with an unhappy expression.

"It doesn't matter whether I go to the Imperial Capital to report on my work or not. What matters is that I'm not in Southern Xinjiang."

King Zhong Qin of Zhennan said softly.

Elder Xu narrowed his eyes and said, "Prince Zhong, are you thinking of our past friendship and want to persuade us to leave Yunzhou?"

"I have to persuade you anyway."

Zhong Qin's voice was neither sad nor happy.

"I hate the Riddler the most." Elder Zeng muttered.

The Tian family is ruthless. Their Hengyun Sword City was once the place where the Martial Emperor studied, but now the holy land of swordsmanship is Tianshan Sword Manor.

At this time, the head of the personal guard came up to the restaurant and said with a fist:

"Your Majesty, the young marquis has caught up with you and wants to see you."

"So fast?"

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows and then nodded.

A moment later, the chief of the guards brought Zhong Zhenyue up. He was now dusty and looked exhausted, but his tired eyes were still firm.

"Dad, don't you know the military situation in Qingmu City?"

"..."

Zhong Qin finally turned around. He didn't look like a military man at all, and he was wearing ordinary cloth clothes, but he gave people a sense of awe without even being angry.

His son has revered him like a god since he was a child.

But now, he spoke in a vague questioning tone.

Zhong Qin was silent for a moment and asked:

"Then tell me what you know."

"The remnants of the Great Shang and the various tribes of Southern Xinjiang have formed an allied force of at least 120,000 men, along with several high-grade disaster beasts. They are under the command of Han Zhen, the Grand Master of the Great Shang, and are attacking Qingmu City."

The two elders of Hengyun Sword City looked gloomy.

The situation in southern Xinjiang is much more serious than they imagined.

Zhong Qin's eyelids twitched.

He took a deep breath and said:

"I understand. You can go down and rest first."

"Father!"

Zhong Zhenyue stared in disbelief at Zhong Qin, whom he revered like a god.

He wanted to say that there were many comrades in Aoki City, including Uncle Qu who had followed his father for decades.

And Brother Li is still in the city.

But Zhong Qin had already turned his back.

"It's only a matter of time before Aoki Castle falls."

Elder Xu's expression was uncertain:

"Could it be that Your Majesty intends to give up even the South Gate?"

The military strength of the two sides is not much different.

However, the soldiers of Aoki Castle were short of food and wages, and their morale was low, while the other side was clearly well prepared and determined to win.

"Young Master Li and Miss Ying, are they still in the city?"