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The Three-forced Array was indeed exquisite and exquisite, but it could not be broken. After battling for a long time, the Qi warriors had probably already researched and figured out some clues, not to mention that with the increase of one hundred thousand troops in the West Chu, it had already surpassed the limit of Dongfang Qing. If Dongfang He did not add more troops, the Northern Zhou Empire's side would have to put in a lot of effort, and the probability of winning would continue to decrease. Defeat!

Xia Yue also thought of this question and asked hesitantly, "Right now, the Qi Kingdom and the Western Chu are besieging the prince together. His Majesty should have sent more troops, right?"

"Difficult!" Mu Qianxue's expression was as overcast as ice water that was slowly falling from a copper basin.

Xia Yue anxiously said, "But … But that's an entire army of four hundred thousand people! Does he think that the prince is an immortal that can sow beans and become an army? "

Mu Qianxue said solemnly, "I've said this before, to your majesty, victory or defeat is better than defeat."

Xia Yue lost her mind, "Then …" "Then what should we do?"

Mu Qianxue pondered for a long time before saying to Sixteen, "The only option left now is to trouble the Ninth King to contact all of the civil and military officials who are standing by our side.

"I'll go now." After Sixteen left, Xia Yue went up to close the door and said with a worried tone, "If we lose this battle, His Majesty will definitely use this as an excuse to deal with His Highness."

"I will not let you lose." After saying these words, Mu Qianxue returned to the table and unfurled a drawing on top of it, which was filled with images of people from all sorts of different postures. Compared to the scattered Three-forced Array, this formation was more suitable for use in an army of thousands of men and horses. However, the requirement for soldiers to cooperate with each other was extremely high, and to practice this formation, one would need at least close to a month's time, which was clearly not the time for Dongfang Zhi to do so. Therefore, what she needed to do now was to preserve her might and simplify the formation's changes as much as possible.

As soon as Dongfang Ze received the sixteen reports, he immediately went to visit each of the families. Wei Jin, Yang He, Jiang Yue, Jiang Ming and others were among those who came to visit.

In the morning of the next day, a total of twelve ministers joined hands to demand an increase in the number of troops from the East, but were refused by the latter on the grounds that the food was insufficient to sustain the loss of nearly three hundred thousand troops. No matter how much Dongfang struggled, he refused to give in; the matter of an increase in the number of troops was brought to a deadlock.

Fortune never comes in pairs, and disaster never comes alone.

While Dongfang Zhi and the other Qi soldiers had been defeated several times in a row, a group of strange and ruthless black-clothed men had attacked the Northern Zhou Army camp at night, trying to take Dongfang Shou's life. Fortunately, there were thirteen guards from the God's opportunity camp, and after an intense battle, those black-clothed men were not to be taken advantage of, and immediately retreated into the darkness.

Other than the northern soldiers, there was also a grey-clothed man who saw this soul-stirring battle. He had originally been ordered to monitor Dongfang Zhi, but unexpectedly, he saw this.

Under cover of the night, he quickly arrived at a small hill where six or seven people dressed the same as him stood. If Zhang Qiling was present, he would have recognized them as the group that had followed the army in the shadows on the day of Dongfang Yang's expedition, the Glazed Glass Workshop.

A man who looked like a leader frowned after listening to the man in grey, "You said King Rui has a superior guard by his side?"

The gray-robed man nodded. "Yes, and there are quite a few of them."

"What's the difference between his martial arts and yours?"

The man in gray thought for a moment and said truthfully, "If I fight, I will lose for sure within fifty moves."

The leader's pupils shrank under the moonlight. This man in gray was not weak in the Glazed Workshop, but he could not even make it 50 moves. How could King Rui have such an expert by his side?

"Do you have any ways to recognize them?"

"Subordinate knows a bit about the moves of the large sects in the martial arts world, but I don't recognize any of their moves. The only thing that I know is that they are ruthless and want my life with each of their moves."

"That's weird. Where did King Rui invite this group of strange people that we have never seen before?" Just as he was wondering, someone beside him said, "Leader, I just remembered something."

"Speak."

"In order to save Princess Xuanji, King Rui once bribed the fugitives in the West Chu. Could it be those people?"

Without waiting for the leader to speak, the grey-clothed man said resolutely, "No way."

The leader asked in surprise, "Why are you so sure?"

"Not to mention that when King Rui returned to the Zhou Dynasty, those outlaws had already dispersed. Even if they were still here, they wouldn't be as orderly and well-coordinated as the group tonight. This kind of tacit understanding is not something that can be achieved overnight."

That person thought for a while, "You have a point, but other than those criminals, I can't think of any other experts who would listen to King Rui's orders. With their wealth, they can barely invite one or two experts, let alone that many people, unless the enemies do not want money, but that is impossible."

His words were unintentional, but a thought flashed through the leader's mind. "Maybe I really don't need money."

Hearing that, the person immediately said, "How could that be possible? Let's not talk about others, which one of our ministers doesn't get a few thousand taels of silver a year? Without the money, we wouldn't be able to hire them."

The leader looked in the direction of the Northern Zhou Army camp and said slowly: "Have you forgotten about the Destiny Camp?"

"Subordinate will definitely remember, the God's opportunity camp …" Halfway through his words, the man suddenly stopped talking. He stared at the leader's emaciated face and said in disbelief, "Leader is saying …" The God Arena is in the hands of King Rui? "

The leader's gaze turned cold as he said, "This is the only reasonable explanation."

"Impossible!" "Impossible!" That person shook his head, "When Emperor Xian was still alive, the one he most disrespected was King Rui. How could he pass the God Arena to him?"

The leader indifferently said, "But the King Xin, King Rong, King Mu, and the others, we've carefully investigated them and found that none of them could be linked with the God Artillery Battalion."

His words left everyone speechless. Could it be … Did King Rui really have the God of Fortune's camp?

The man in gray said with a serious face, "If it is as the leader says, King Rui is the biggest threat to His Majesty!"

The leader narrowed his eyes and told him, "Go back to Jinling immediately and tell this matter to Lady Lu Yi. Ask her to tell His Majesty."

"Your subordinate will go now." This place was over a hundred miles away from Jinling, and it took him a full night to arrive at Jinling. When he arrived at the Glass Workshop, worn out from his journey, he was informed that Qingyi had entered the palace early and had no choice but to rush to Zhaoming Palace.

Just as he reached the palace gates, he was stopped by the guards, "Halt, where are you from?"