Lei Zhenting looked at his son in front of him with gratification. Although it was a little inappropriate for a man in his thirties to still have red eyes, this was the truest expression that Lei Tengfeng had shown in front of him in all these years.
Walking in front of Lei Tengfeng, Lei Zhenting patted him on the shoulder and nodded: "Father believes that you will not disappoint me. Sit down and tell me about Mo Xiuyao. " Previously, Lei Zhenting was furious because of Lei Tengfeng's suicide, so he did not have time to discuss with him the sudden appearance of Mo Xiuyao and the others. Lei Zhenting himself wasn't sure if protecting Lei Tengfeng all these years was a good thing for his son's future, but as a father, he couldn't force his son to go through some disasters that ordinary people couldn't bear just for the sake of his son's success. Lei Zhenting was obsessed with winning against the Prince Ding Mansion and Mo Liufang, but he had never thought of forcing this obsession onto his son.
Lei Tengfeng nodded and walked to the side to sit down. He recounted in detail how he saw Mo Xiuyao on the battlefield. Hearing him finish, Lei Zhenting sighed slightly and said: "Tengfeng, you were deceived by Mo Xiuyao, he did not have time to bring back the troops." Lei Tengfeng frowned. Lian Shan's eyes flashed with a trace of annoyance. Compared to Prince Ding, there was still a big difference. Lei Zhenting looked at him with a smile and said: "But you don't have to be sad. I am glad that you did not impulsively lead the troops to attack. " Even if they destroyed Nan Hou and Murong Shen's Mohist army, it would only be a small victory. It could even be said that it would not affect the overall situation, but it would definitely not be able to hurt Mo Xiuyao. However, in a fit of rage, Mo Xiuyao could easily kill Lei Tengfeng. Such an exchange was not worth it for the West-Hill and Zhennan Palace.
Lei Tengfeng looked at Lei Zhenting in confusion, but he quickly understood. With Mo Xiuyao's martial arts, killing him was a simple matter. Looking at his father's smiling eyes, Lei Tengfeng lowered his head apologetically. "This son has made father worry."
Lei Zhenting nodded in relief. Lei Tengfeng would not act impulsively in the future if he could think things through. As long as he could remain calm, with his ability, it would not be a problem for him to stay alive.
"Alright, it's good that you're alright. It was all thanks to you that we were able to take down Acropolis. Right now, both the Da Chu State and West-Hill are pressuring us. Our army has also taken down Ruichang and Acropolis. Right now, we still have the advantage, "Lei Zhenting said. Lei Tengfeng nodded. "Father, are you worried about Mo Jingli? If our army can restrain Prince Ding and most of the generals of the Mohist army, Mo Jingli should be able to handle it. "The Mohist army was indeed full of famous generals, but there were too many places that the Mohist army needed to defend. One of the original three generals of the Mohist army, Zhang Qilan, had been guarding the former Emperor Of Xiling's city to assist Fourth Young Master Xu in governing West-Hill. He could not return to participate in the war. Lenghuai also had to guard the Chu capital to deter the Northerners from going back on their word. General Yuan Pei was already old. He could defend the city, but he did not have enough energy to mount a horse and kill the enemy. As a result, the Mohist army only had Marquis Nan, Lu Jinxian, Murong Shen, and a few others left. As for Yun Ting, Zhou Min, He Su, and a few other rising stars, their future might be bright, but at present, they might not be able to compete with the old generals of West-Hill. After all, a genius like Mo Xiuyao who could sweep through the various countries at the age of ten was an anomaly even in the Prince Ding Mansion.
Lei Zhenting frowned. "Don't forget, there's still Ye Li."
Lei Tengfeng raised his eyebrows. He had indeed forgotten about Ye Li, but this woman was the most unforgettable. Although she usually did not reveal her talents, her battle achievements were not inferior to any of the current famous generals. If she were to fight against Mo Jingli, it would be worrying whether Mo Jingli would win or lose.
"Prince, a secret letter from the north has arrived." Outside the door, a guard reported in a low voice. Lei Zhenting's eyes darkened. He said indifferently, "Bring it to me." Since Mo Xiuyao had returned, the situation in the north was no longer a secret. The guard pushed the door open, presented the letter, and retreated. Lei Zhenting opened the letter and read it. His expression changed. In the end, he just sighed and passed the letter to Lei Tengfeng.
Lei Tengfeng took the letter and read it with some doubt. His expression suddenly changed. He said in horror, "Mo Xiuyao actually wiped out the entire Northern Tribes army. Yelu Ye and Helian Zhen are both dead. " Looking at the final battle between the Mohist army and the Northern Tribes, Lei Tengfeng's emotions were still very complicated even though the knot in his heart had been untied.
To be honest, from Lei Tengfeng's point of view, he really could not see what was so special about this battle. It could be said that this was an extremely unusual night attack. However, it still managed to wipe out the Northern Tribes army that had swept through the entire northern Da Chu State two to three years ago. He raised his head to look at Lei Zhenting. Lei Zhenting stood in front of the map and pondered for a moment. Then, he pointed at a certain point on the map and asked, "Where is this place?"
"Huifeng Valley?"
Lei Zhenting said, "This is the place where the Mohist army was defeated 19 years ago. Not far from here is where Mo Xiuwen died."
Lei Tengfeng was stunned. Very quickly, he took in a deep breath and said, "Father, are you saying that Prince Ding purposely led the Northern Tribes army to Huifeng Valley to wipe them out? In fact … he already had the ability to wipe out the Northern Tribes army before this? "Mo Xiuyao was …
Lei Tengfeng said indifferently, "That might not be the case. If not for the fact that the Mohist army had been holding back for half a year, Yelu Ye would have been able to wipe out the Northern Tribes army. How could he have let Yelu Ye believe that the Mohist army was only on par with the Northern Tribes army? How could he have let Yelu Ye down his guard and thought that he could attack the Mohist army camp at night? "
Lei Tengfeng nodded. Father's analysis was not wrong. However, Mo Xiuyao was able to watch Ruichang Wei City fall and drag out the time to wipe out the Northern Tribes army at Huifeng Valley. His courage was enough to make one gasp in admiration. When this battle was announced to the world, the prestige and prestige of the Mohist army and the Prince Ding Mansion would definitely rise again. The morale of the Mohist army would definitely be higher than it was now. When facing the Western Tomb and the Da Chu State army, they would not have the slightest doubt or fear.
Lei Zhenting sighed and said, "Tengfeng, immediately set out to see Mo Jingli. You definitely cannot let that idiot be defeated by Ye Li before our two armies meet. "In other words, Lei Zhenting was already certain that Ye Li would definitely go to stop the Da Chu State army.
Lei Tengfeng frowned and said, "Mo Jingli is a stubborn and self-opinionated person. I'm afraid that he won't listen to his son."
Lei Zhenting thought for a while and nodded, "I will write a letter for you. You bring it to him. As for … if he listens to you, that's fine. If he insists on not listening … then let him be. You take another group of troops and hide in the dark. If Mo Jingli's army is defeated … "
Lei Tengfeng understood and nodded, "Your son understands."
Lei Zhenting nodded with satisfaction and said, "Remember, if you fight with Ye Li, you must not act rashly. Even though Ye Li is a woman, she is full of tricks and is best at luring the enemy. "
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