Chapter 987: First rituals and then soldiers, slowly

"I have already thought about the Nine Divine Sects! I originally thought that it would be enough to not move soldiers, but I didn't expect that it would cost me a general!! Hateful! Hateful! I deserve to die!"

Pang De soared into the sky with anger and waved his hand directly: "Come here!"

"The child is here! Please give me instructions..."

At this time, a young man in white, with a feather fan and a furnishing scarf, holding a folding fan in his hand, was extremely free and frivolous. He was not old, but he was as imposing as a rainbow, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a domineering and innate evil spirit revealed between his eyebrows, which made people frightened.

This person's name is Pang Xinghe. He is only twenty-three this year. However, since childhood, he was trained by Pang De as the most promising family child, and he even made all the top ten masters of the Blood Sword Sect become his masters.

Nowadays, a young man has gathered the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and has learned the master's skills of each of the top ten masters of the Blood Sword Sect.

Although it is still not easy to send and receive freely at this stage, it is said that reading a book a hundred times will make the meaning of it self-evident.

Now Pang Xinghe is the top ten masters of the Blood Sword Sect who united to siege him, and he can also be entangled for a long time! If these ten masters are not tied together and attacked him separately, they may not be able to get any advantage!

Therefore, Pang De was extremely proud, proud and trusted for his son, and he had high hopes from the very beginning!!

Pang De said: "I want Murong Huaigu, and I have been following me since the day when I became the head of the Blood Sword Sect family. With a war, I have made great contributions to the development of the Blood Sword Sect! Now I am dead..."

"hehe……"

Pang De gritted his teeth and sneered: "I decided! I won't waste time anymore! My Blood Sword Sect, from this moment on, will start a war directly against the Nine Divine Sect! Completely break up the Nine Divine Sect! Let them become history! Take the territory of the Nine Divine Sect for yourself!"

"Xinghe, I want you to lead the troops to fight and supervise the battle yourself!!!"

"Yes, father! The child will definitely live up to expectations. Please believe in my strength and believe me. You will be able to win triumph soon!" Pang Xinghe snorted lightly, and he was even more unremitting towards the Nine Divine Sect!

"good!"

Pang De was extremely excited: "I am Pang De's child! How many men and soldiers do you need?"

"It's only 300 elite soldiers and strong generals." Pang Xinghe was full of confidence and gently stroked the folding fan. His eyes were bright and bright. Wherever he passed, it seemed that he could spark inch of light!

"What?"

"Only three hundred elite soldiers are needed?"

Pound shook his head directly.

"No, kid..."

Pang De said: "Although the Nine Divine Sect has been defeated for many years, its strength has declined, and now it is a thousand-year-old family, and there are always masters available! Besides, even your master Murong Huaigu is dead there. I know that you are strong, but you cannot fight unprepared battles! It only takes three hundred people... How about I give you three thousand elite soldiers??"

"Ahem..."

Just then.

Before Pang Xinghe could speak, an old man standing next to him, dressed in elegant and elegant clothes and white hair stood up and shook his head.

"Mr. Pang, young master, I wonder if you two can listen to me?" the old man said respectfully.

"Hahaha……"

Pang De shook his head: "Mr. Mao, why do you have to be polite to me... Like Murong, you have made great contributions to the development of my Blood Sword Sect. It is also my Pang De's military service for many years, giving advice and great strategies! What do you have to say, but it's okay to say it!"

"Thank you Mr. Pang..."

The old man named Maogong nodded and analyzed: "Since Mr. Pang originally planned to swallow the Nine Divine Sects, he could have been able to hold his breath before, so how can he not wait now?"

"Whether it is three thousand elite soldiers or three hundred elite soldiers, if you go, as long as the war starts, there will be damage... This is an unsolvable thing... It is indeed as Mr. Pang said, the Nine Gods Sect is already exhausted now, but after all, there are three kilograms of nails in the rotten ship..."

"Hahaha……"

Pang Xinghe shook his head: "Mr. Mao must be too cautious, right? Since he is leading troops to encircle and suppress, it is impossible not to injure one soldier! Besides, raising troops for a thousand days, using troops for a while, and killing and wounding are acceptable..."

"Young Master..."

Mao Gong shook his head: "If there is a plan to be polite first and then soldiers, and then slowly plan it, it would be better if one soldier is not used?"

"Oh? First, then the army, slowly draw it?"

Pang De was puzzled: "Mr. Mao, don't hide it, just express your thoughts!"

"good!"

Maogong nodded: "Mr. Pang, don't forget that the first day of October this year is the birthday of the Tianshan Shendu, Queen Fuyao..."

"It's less than a month since the Queen's birthday. If we raise our troops to encircle the Nine Gods Gate, if the Queen is punished, my Blood Sword Gate will be quite passive."

"At this moment, any method that does not understand swords and guns will be defeated by the army and encircle the Nine Divine Sects!"

"So, based on this consideration, I have a plan!"

"You just say it's okay!" Pang De nodded.

Although Pang Xinghe is arrogant and arrogant, he is young and frivolous, he has to say that Maogong's thoughts and talents are always far-sighted, and he thinks well, and thinks two more steps more than others, thinking deeply and considers them carefully.

"Xinghe listens carefully..." Pang Xinghe bowed and said.

"Haha, Xinghe is twenty-three this year, right?"

Mao Gong said: "If I remember correctly, Shen Yun, the leader of the Jiushen Sect, has no male resident in the family. He has a daughter named Shen Junkie. Now he is the same age as the young master, and he is twenty-three... It is said that Shen Junkie is graceful and generous, and has not yet been married, nor has he ever had a engagement with any man..."

"Nine Divine Sects have now killed Murong Huaigu. I know I am in a disadvantage. I must know that my Blood Sword Sect will never give up. If I don't say what I said, I'm afraid that Shen Yun is so scared that he doesn't know how to face my Blood Sword Sect..."

"If you put aside your hatred at this time... Young Master Xinghe came to propose marriage! He wanted to marry Miss Shen Jun from the Nine Gods Sect, probably Shen Yun would be asking for it! He would definitely nod and agree!"

"Although I don't know if Mr. Xinghe looks down on this young lady from the Nine Gods Sect, if you hold the beauty back, the young master will not suffer any loss..."

"At that time, Shen Yun thought that after the marriage, the Nine Divine Sect would resolve the crisis, but he did not expect that after we had the identity of marriage, we could quietly take the Nine Divine Sect for ourselves!! At that time, wouldn't we be able to slowly plan without a single soldier??"

"this……"

Pang Xinghe hesitated a little: "Mr. Mao, is this really good?"

"What's wrong with it? Go and propose marriage! There is no loss to you! You can kiss the eldest lady of the Nine Gods Sect... Second, we can quietly draw the Nine Gods Sect, why not? The most important thing is... the Queen's birthday is approaching, and blood must not be seen! I think this should be the best way..."

"good!!!"

"I think it's feasible! It's a top strategy! You can play with the Nine Gods Gate and applause without consuming soldiers. It's so wonderful, hahaha, Mao Gong is worthy of being Mao Gong, hahaha..."

"I want to see, why didn't that old thing Chen Yun catch a turtle in my Blood Sword Gate? Hahaha..."

After hearing this, the head of the aristocratic family, Pang De immediately laughed: "According to Mr. Mao's opinion, prepare a gift, I, the Blood Sword Sect, will come to propose marriage tomorrow!!!"

Pang Xinghe sneered and put away the folding fan with a "swish" sound: "It depends on the father's arrangement, the child must do his best to win..."
Chapter completed!