Chapter 63 It’s better to do less than to do more "Our righteous army went south to participate in the Grand Alliance, so what?" Ai Nengqi did not react much to the news that Tang Guangqiang told him, "Anyway, I will go wherever the king goes." "After two months, I will definitely be able to break through to the third level of martial arts!" He raised his fist fiercely and said with a solemn oath, "When the time comes, whoever dares to harm our rebel army, I will kill him!" Seeing the way Li Dingguo and Tang Guangqiang looked at him as if he were a fool, Ai Nengqi realized that he was bragging beyond his capabilities. He put down his raised right hand somewhat awkwardly and said, "Okay, I admit that I can't beat those elite officers and generals now." "But apart from those masters in the Qi Refining Realm, I won't be afraid of anyone when the time comes!" "Uh……" He realized again that he had said the wrong thing, his face turned red, and he shut his mouth.
Yes, with his monstrous talent, he is certainly not afraid of enemies of the same level. The problem is, if the government troops come to suppress the bandits, will they not use military formations to kill the enemy? Not to mention anything else, if he were to face an army of a hundred people, Ai Nengqi would be beaten and flee in panic! If he met the elite cavalry under Cao Wenzhao, only a dozen or so riders would be needed to chase Ai Nengqi away like a rabbit, and he would be unable to resist at all. Unless he grows up in the future and becomes a fourth-level martial arts master, he will have the confidence to say these words, but it will only be just barely. "Forget it, don't think about these things that haven't happened yet." Li Dingguo had a complicated expression and said to Tang Guangqiang, "It's useless to think too much. It's nothing more than fighting against the enemy and building earth for the flood." "Our words are of little importance, and everything must be decided by the king." Although he said this, he was also a little worried, and there was a gleam in his eyes from time to time. But he believed that as long as he did not make mistakes, there would always be a way out. When the government troops came to encircle and suppress him, it would all depend on his luck. I guess by that time, my luck won't be too bad. "Oh, too." Tang Guangqiang shook his head, nodded, and tried hard to clear his mind of distracting thoughts. He only follows Li Dingguo's lead. Since the boss said it was okay, then it should be okay. "Okay, it's time for cultural classes tonight." Ai Nengqi remembered something and said to the two of them, "Let's go to the school quickly so that the teacher won't have to wait for a long time." Although he was simple-minded, he still respected the teachers who taught him knowledge. After a while, the three of them calmed down, walked out of the room, and walked quickly towards the small school nearby. …… "what?" "Boss, today, Ai Nengqi, Liu Wenxiu, and Zhang Huier did not lead their respective teams out of the city to hunt monsters?" Early in the morning, the soldiers of the Orphan Camp came to the front yard to eat breakfast. Under the leadership of their respective captains, they lined up to practice the Tiger Roar Fist with a "hum hum ha ha". Tang Guangqiang found it a bit strange and quickly said to Li Dingguo beside him.
"You still want to ask this?" Li Dingguo couldn't help but glare at Tang Guangqiang and said, "Yesterday our four teams went out of the city to hunt, and everyone got some gains." "Since we have obtained enough monster meat for the past few days and have no shortage of cultivation resources, as long as Ai Nengqi, Liu Wenxiu, and Zhang Huier are not stupid, they will of course focus on their own cultivation realm." "Actual combat training is important, but one's own cultivation realm is the foundation of everything!" "Okay, don't just stand there, go gather the members of our team and line up to practice the Tiger Roar Fist!" Li Dingguo waved his hand at the guy and ordered, "By the way, I have to go out of the city today. The training of our team will be arranged by you!" "If anyone asks me where I am, just tell them that I have read a lot of medical books and have some experience. I want to go out and look for herbs to see if I can learn how to make Qi and Blood Decoction and Wound Medicine." Although Tang Guangqiang is a lively and active guy, he has one good advantage: he listens to what he says. Whatever he was assigned, he could complete it well. "Okay, Boss, I'll remember that." He no longer asked Li Dingguo about the specific situation. He nodded in agreement and strode towards the young men in his team. After just a moment, he gathered the members of his team together and lined up to practice the Tiger Roar Fist. Li Dingguo first went to the stable, led out his big black horse, saddled it, took out his spiritual weapon, spear, and bow and arrow, then left the Wang family compound and galloped towards the east gate. Just when he arrived not far from the East City Gate, he discovered something from afar, and quickly reined in the big black horse under him and stopped. He found that at the wide-open city gate, there was a group of people seeing someone off. Although Li Dingguo was still two or three hundred meters away from the city gate, a warrior's eyesight was very good, not to mention that his mental strength was far beyond that of his peers? He had already seen clearly that the person who was seeing people off with a small group of people was none other than the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong. Saying goodbye to Zhang Xianzhong face to face were two burly men. The two burly men looked very powerful and seemed to be fourth-level martial arts masters, the same level as Zhang Xianzhong. Each of them rode a magical warhorse, which looked even more majestic than Zhang Xianzhong's warhorse. "Those two people should be Zhang Liwei and Wang Guozhong that Tang Guangqiang mentioned last night." Li Dingguo suddenly realized what was going on and thought, "I guess these two Wang Jiayin's right-hand men have already reached an agreement with the Eight Great Kings to go to Hequ for a meeting. Now they are probably going to contact other rebel forces." "The two spiritual beast war horses under them are at least middle-grade dragon-scale horses!" "Wang Jiayin is indeed the nominal leader of the rebel forces in the two provinces. He has been raising the flag of rebellion for so long, and the foundation he has accumulated is far greater than that of the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong." "Now that he has gained the support of Wang Ziyi, his strength has greatly increased. No wonder he dares to take the lead and try to form a rebel alliance to confront the imperial court head-on." "Sure enough, strength and ambition complement each other." "But Wang Jiayin, although he is very popular and loyal, trusts his brother-in-law and brothers of the same clan too much, which is why he brews bitter wine for himself, hehe..." He shook his head secretly, then immediately turned his horse and casually wandered around the nearby market. When he returned to the front of the East City Gate again, neither the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong nor Zhang Liwei and Wang Guozhong were anywhere to be seen. The reason why Li Dingguo wanted to avoid them was that he thought it was better to have less trouble than more.
I am too young now. In this rebel army, no one will believe any suggestions I make except my own team members. I can only seek peace and quiet. Thinking that he had a lot of things to do today, Li Dingguo did not delay any longer. He rode out of the east city gate, galloped along the official road, and soon disappeared at the end of the pipeline. (End of this chapter)