Chapter 679 Influence

Wang, we can't contact Fuguang Island. "

In the cold north, the guards came with news.

"Fuguang Island?" After hearing the news, in front of the case where everyone gathered, the stalwart man was holding a meal and frowned: "The technology of Fuguang Island far exceeds that of the inland humans, and the communicator is extremely stable. How can we not be able to contact you? "

"I don't know either." The guard knelt down and said, "Originally, I wanted to ask them this morning when the ore would be delivered this year, but there was an indistinct sound when I tried to get through in the morning. By this time, I couldn't get through at all."

"Did something happen?" The North King showed a thoughtful expression: "A few days ago, that boy seemed to have left with the people from Fuguang Island..."

Snap, snap, snap.

Before he could say anything more, a general in iron armor hurriedly arrived outside the door, holding a fiery red wolf beside him, "King, King Zhao led his army to raid Shangjing Valley, and has now invaded Mingzhou City."

Snapped!

Upon hearing this, the King of the North who was still thinking suddenly became furious and slapped the rice bowl in his hand on the table: "Zhao Gao! He is so brave, he dares to sneak attack on my Mingzhou!"

"The incident happened suddenly, and we don't know how to deal with it." The general knelt on one knee, looking a little panicked: "The King of Zhao came well prepared, commanding an army of 700,000, and also led seven or eight heroes. He said he was going to Ask your Majesty."

"Who the hell is Zhao Gao? He has no right to accuse me!" The King of the North stood up and was about to walk out. But after rushing out for a few steps, he stepped back and put the rice back on the table. , took it and walked out.

"Northland is the new capital of the human race. If he dares to be so arrogant, I will report it to the court and ask him to be convicted of disrespect!"

Cursing, the North King quickly disappeared outside the door, and in the room, all the counselors and disciples looked at each other in confusion, looking at King Zhi sitting in the corner behind King Zhao's seat and not knowing what to say.

The wise kings are all here, and they are going to report to some kind of court.

"With King Zhao's move, I'm afraid the heroes will move again." One of the counselors with some foresight said: "King Zhao would be too reckless without a counselor."

"The situation is so tense. If you stand out, you will definitely suffer serious consequences."

"King Zhao is getting more and more ridiculous now." Someone next to him shook his head, "But it's okay, he took the initiative to provoke, and the king has a reason to send troops. When he is defeated by the king, there will be no powerful enemies in the north. You can go south."

"There is no particularly strong force in the south. The Mingxin Sect is the only one that will not participate in the fight. If my lord goes south first, he will definitely be able to occupy two-thirds of it in one fell swoop. Then he can take care of the Ming King and the world will be settled."

"The king occupies the right time, place, and people. It is destiny. Naturally, he can unify the human race."

"Yes, yes, the great cause of reunification is just around the corner."

"..."

"This is not necessarily true." A group of counselors fantasized, but in the corner, an inconspicuous and thin boy suddenly spoke up, looking at the densely marked map in front of him, seemingly thoughtful.

"Jin Bisheng, what different opinions do you have?" His abrupt voice suddenly aroused the dissatisfaction of many counselors: "Why, do you think that the king cannot unify the human race?"

"I don't think so. I just feel that your thoughts on the great cause of future reunification are too simple." Jin Bisheng replied, "I don't need to say more, just by going south, your judgment of the situation is completely wrong."

"We are so wrong?" They are all counselors. Naturally, everyone couldn't stand Jin Bisheng's arrangement, and they all said out loud: "Then you can tell me where we went wrong?"

"If my lord wants to unify the human race, defeating King Zhao is a trivial matter. It is more important to decide the outcome with King Ming first." Jin Bisheng replied: "Although King Ming's territory is on the east side, it belongs to the same north as my lord. If I defeat him, my lord will almost Can control half of the human race’s land.”

"The chaos in the south can only be solved slowly."

"Young man with a yellow mouth, that's ridiculous." As soon as these words came out, an old man immediately retorted: "King Ming is so powerful that if you want to defeat him, the north will definitely suffer a lot of damage. If you don't take the south first, which can be easily taken, it will be in the early and early stages." What’s the point of ordering the king to fight to the death?”

"It is only more difficult to conquer the south than to unify the north." Jin Bisheng sneered: "Huainan has many heroes and heroes, and there are countless people with great ambitions and strategies. There are more heroes in the south, and they are more chaotic."

"No matter how many there are, no one can stop the power of the North." The old man stroked his beard, "The king is leading the army south, is there anyone who dares to stop it?"

"Do you really think King Zhao is a fool? If he can go south, why would he come to confront the lord head-on? Doesn't he know that the lord is now gaining momentum?"

"Mingxinzong stopped the Northern Hero from going south?" As soon as these words came out, the old man was stunned. "When did it happen? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"If I tell you, then it's okay." Jin Bisheng felt helpless and pointed to various intelligence documents on the shore, "Don't you ever read these intelligences from various places?"

"In the whole of March and April, has there been any news of a northern hero going south? So many heroes are visiting the Mingxin Sect. Could it be that they are going to study?"

"This..." Jin Bisheng's words were sharp. The old man was speechless for a moment, and others around him choked for a moment, but someone still came forward and said unconvinced: "Is it impossible to really study?"

As soon as the question came up, Jin Bisheng felt a little angry for a moment. He simply waved his hand, stopped talking to everyone, and turned to look out the window.

"Yes, yes, Mingxin Sect is already very famous. How can it be impossible for everyone to learn from it?"

"Maybe the heroes didn't go south because they didn't have the right time. If they really want to go, Mingxin Sect won't necessarily stop them."

"..."

Everyone was still arguing about the topic just now, but at this time, Jin Bisheng looked out the window, listening to the arguments in his ears, and suddenly, a feeling that he had never felt before came to his heart.

"Is the King of the North Really destined to be his destiny?"

…

"It is raining again."

In Pingcheng, under the protection of Chen Peng, Suan Sansheng walked to the street.

In his hand, he held the folding fan given to him by Mark. The kitten in the folding fan was lying on his shoulder. It had obviously grown up a lot now.

"This immortal cloud is really hard to recreate." Looking at the heavy rain falling, Suan Sansheng looked at the dark clouds hanging over Pingcheng: "The research institute must have been repaired for the fourth time."

"Yes, Chen Changsheng has been busy developing the second-generation beast control technology recently, and has never had time to come over and take a look. Others in the research institute are somewhat unable to grasp the core structure of the Changsheng Cloud and keep making mistakes." Chen Peng answered from the side, looking at Looking at the heavy rain in front of me, I felt a little embarrassed: "Today is the 16th. It has been raining in Pingcheng for fifteen days."

"If things don't work out again, we have to prepare in advance for Pingcheng to fight the flood." Suan Sansheng replied, made arrangements, and continued walking on the streets of Pingcheng.

Pingcheng is Ye Fan's hometown and the first stop in the fight against the dynasty organization. Today's Pingcheng has changed a lot. As the first beneficiary of Yuncheng technology, Pingcheng has a faint tendency to become the second Yuncheng.

"King Ye will definitely be very happy to see these when he comes back." Chen Peng liked it very much when he returned to his hometown and kept looking around.

"You are always talking about him." Looking at Chen Peng, Sansheng smiled slightly.

In today's south, Nanchuan is still in the top three, if not the first. Not only is its power expanding rapidly, but its strength is also following suit.

Many people have changed, but people like Chen Peng are still the same as before, thinking about Ye Fan's return every day.

"He has already carried the banner of Nanchuan and done a lot of help." Thinking of something, Suan Sansheng nodded slightly.

"Now even if he is not here, Nanchuan can operate on its own and move forward as promised at the time."