With a sudden burst of speed, the entire sky resounded with a piercing sound, causing many soldiers in the military camp to raise their heads in a daze. Could it be that the world is going to change?
Zhao Zilong was burning with anxiety. The entire dynasty was in a precarious situation. If he still could not kill the Imperial Tutor, how could he face Daoist Kong Zhun?
This place was not too far from the core of the battle between the two countries. Zhao Zilong soon saw the dense crowd in front of him. At this moment, his heart was in turmoil. He was finally going to see his father.
When he was about to approach, he carefully restrained the fluctuations in his body in an attempt to not be discovered by others.
Zhao Zilong flashed into the military camp of his own side and walked towards the brightest tent. He found that his father was discussing important military affairs with many generals there.
"General, Qiang Manzi is coming aggressively. The situation is not good."
"I suggest General to attack through the night. We might be able to gain some advantage."
Zhao Wu's brows were tightly knitted together. There was a haze on his face that could not be dispelled as he listened to the discussions of his generals.
How could he not know what these generals said? But if they could not get rid of the Imperial Tutor, even if they could defeat Qiang Manzi, they would still make a comeback. It was completely useless.
Zhao Wu's strength was second to none in the entire Jiangchu dynasty. But he had once fought with Qiang Manzi's Imperial Tutor and was at a disadvantage in just a few moves.
"Alright, all of you go back and rest for now. Listen to my arrangements tomorrow."
"General …"
One of the generals had a difficult expression as he said to Zhao Wu, causing all the other generals to turn their heads.
"General Liu, what do you have to say?" Zhao Wu asked.
"I think that even if Qiang Manzi's Imperial Tutor's cultivation is extraordinary, the generals under the Jiangchu dynasty are brave and skilled in battle. We can use the tactic of overwhelming him and exhaust him to death."
"Hmph, it's easy for you to say. But do you know that when one reaches the realm of Qiang Manzi's Imperial Tutor, the ordinary tactic of overwhelming him is completely useless? Their strength is not something you can figure out."
Zhao Wu snorted coldly, then waved his hand to signal the general not to say anything else and sent them out of the tent.
When there was no one around, Zhao Zilong carefully knocked out the two guards in front of the General's tent and entered the tent in a flash.
"Father."
Zhao Zi Long's voice trembled slightly. Ever since their last parting, the father and son had not seen each other for more than three years.
When Zhao Wu heard the voice, he found it hard to believe. He suddenly turned around and saw the child he missed so much. Even though he had been on the battlefield all his life, his eyes still teared up.
Ever since Zhao Zilong left the mountain, he had sent people to carefully investigate his every move in the army. He also knew what kind of earth-shattering changes his good son had undergone.
Originally, Zhao Zi Long couldn't bear to see poor people suffer. But now that he was killing Barbarian Qiang, he didn't have the slightest bit of mercy. Every time he raised his blade, a head would roll down.
He naturally knew that it was because of his words that his son had undergone such a change. However, to change such a soft-hearted person into such a person, how much suffering must he have gone through during this period?
For a moment, Zhao Wu was filled with guilt.
"Why did you come here? Why didn't you guard your encampment? "Zhao Wu deliberately pretended to be serious and scolded Zhao Zi Long in a cold voice.
"Father, the current situation of the war is precarious. If we can't kill Barbarian Qiang's Imperial Advisor, I'm afraid that the people in the Central Plains will be plunged into an abyss of misery. This time, I came here to help you, father."
Zhao Zi Long's words were powerful and resonant. Then, he stared at Zhao Wu without the slightest bit of retreat.
How could he not know what his father was thinking? It was because his current strength was simply unable to compete with the Imperial Advisor.
"You? How can you help me? Your current strength is at most the same as mine. Do you really think that no one can defeat you after reaching the realm of Level 3? "Zhao Wu directly and rudely interrupted Zhao Zi Long.
"Lord Father, since you said so, why don't we have a competition? If we can defeat you, then you must allow me to stay and fight side by side with you."
A conflicted expression appeared on Zhao Wu's face. He only wanted Zhao Zi Long to stay away from the dispute and try his best to preserve his life in this war.
If the Jiangchu Dynasty was really defeated in the end, as the general of the entire dynasty, he would definitely fight until the last moment.
Returning with a dead body on the battlefield was the final destination of all soldiers.
Looking at his son's unyielding face, Zhao Wu sighed slightly in his heart.
"Fine, since you and that senior will be cultivating on the mountain for such a long time, I believe in your strength. Stay and fight the enemy with me."
Zhao Zi Long was overjoyed when he heard this. Then, he comforted his father, "Lord Father, please rest assured. Although our realms are slightly lower than Imperial Advisor Qiang Manzi's, if we really fight, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose."
Zhao Zi Long's words revealed a strong confidence. Even Zhao Wu, a veteran of the battlefield, was infected in an instant.
At this moment, someone finally discovered the two unconscious guards in front of the barracks and rushed in. When they saw the unfamiliar youth in the tent, everyone subconsciously drew the long saber at their waist.
"Don't worry, this is my son. You don't have to panic."
Zhao Wu waved his hand at the soldiers in front of him, signaling them to leave. When they were about to leave the tent, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "Bring me two jars of wine."
After the soldiers brought the wine, Zhao Wu brought Zhao Zi Long outside the tent and analyzed the current situation for him, as well as some of the nearby mountains and rivers.
The father and son finally met again after being separated for many years. Both of them had a lot to say, but the words between men would sometimes be swallowed back when they reached the tip of their tongue.
Zhao Wu removed the seal on the wine jar in his hand and directly threw it to his son.
"Kid, can you drink wine?"
"Of course."
The father and son looked at the stars in the sky, which looked like a huge chessboard.
A gust of wind blew and sand filled the sky, cutting the skin on their faces.
Zhao Zi Long held the wine jar in his right hand and poured it into his mouth, causing Zhao Wu to exclaim in admiration.
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