The next morning, Zhongli was standing in front of Zhong Mansion with a horse in military uniform, while Lu Yuan and Ling Xi were standing beside him.

"Li'er, you must be careful when you go here!" Zhongli's mother Gu Xia walked up to Zhongli and sorted out her clothes for Zhongli, with tears in her eyes.

My son is about to go to the battlefield. As a mother, how can I feel at ease?

"Mom, the child will be back in a few days, don't worry!" Zhongli comforted with a smile.

"Don't worry, madam, I will protect the young master!" Lu Yuan promised.

Gu Xia barely squeezed out a smile, said nothing, and retreated to Zhong Yun.

"Li'er, remember, don't do anything, you must withdraw quickly! Don't put yourself in danger, don't be impulsive!" Zhong Yun also reminded earnestly. Although he was still worried, he could not stop his son.

Zhongli nodded, stepped onto the horse, and pulled Lingxi to the horse.

"Dad, mom, come back quickly, I'll be back in a few days!" At this moment, Zhongli was full of confidence, waved his whip and walked towards the East City Gate with Lu Yuan.

"Bad guy, where are we going?" Ling Xi wrapped his hands around Zhongli's waist, looking around, full of curiosity.

"Take you out for fun."

"snort!"

Ling Xi snorted disdainfully, this guy would lie to himself.

"Why don't you give me the best spiritual mud?" Ling Xi asked about the things he was most concerned about. Zhongli had promised him a long time ago, but he had not seen him deliver it.

"What's the hurry? I'll get you back when I'm going out this time." Zhongli responded helplessly. He has been very busy these days and has really disappeared at home. He still has to go out to search.

This thing is not too precious to humans, but it also takes some time to find it. What was stored in the warehouse at home was something that someone else gave to his father before.

The two left the city gate and walked straight to the east city on the official road.

"Young Master, where are the two people who the Second Prince promised you?" Lu Yuan walked beside Zhongli and asked.

"They went directly to Dongcheng to meet us. Now they go together. The goal is too big and they are easily targeted.

Lu Yuan nodded, and the two of them were relaxed.

The thousand soldiers sent by the emperor also allowed Zhongli to go to Dongcheng and directly pulled from the defenders. In this way, the two of them could reach the front line as quickly as possible.

"I said, young master, where did you get the confidence that you can make contributions on the front line?" Lu Yuan was still a little puzzled while walking.

The young master is unable to practice now, so he can only rely on the secret techniques in the clan to have a little cultivation level and has no experience in leading troops. However, he is confident that he can make contributions, which makes him very puzzled.

"Hehe, although I am not good at marching and fighting, I can rely on my IQ!" Zhongli laughed and did not explain.

Lu Yuan nodded very much in agreement. The young master's head was very useful, and he admired it very much.

Ling Xi curled her lips.

"What kind of IQ can this bad guy have?"

Zhongli's face turned dark. When did this little fairy learn to slander himself?

The three of them arrived in Dongcheng quickly while laughing and making fun.

After entering the city, the three of them headed straight to the city lord's mansion.

Holding the token of the lieutenant, he soon entered the city lord's mansion.

Zhongli took Lu Yuan and Ling Xi into the city lord's mansion and went to a living room on the second floor.

An obese middle-aged man wearing an official hat and was drinking tea comfortably.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhongli and others, asked, and continued to lower his head and drink tea.

"Hello, I am here to pacify the demons and borrow a thousand soldiers from Dongcheng Mansion." Zhong Li said politely.

"Oh!" The middle-aged man hurriedly stood up from the chair and ran to Zhongli in front of him, trembling with shock.

"You are the young master of the right prime minister, right? Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not welcome!" The middle-aged man smiled hypocritically.

Zhongli couldn't resist the other party, and forced a smile.

"I am the city lord of Dongcheng, Meng Ling." The middle-aged man introduced himself.

Zhongli was wondering how such a person became the city lord.

"Mr. Meng Ling, please help me convey it as soon as possible, and assign a thousand soldiers to follow me to the front line." Zhongli bowed, he didn't want to waste time here.

"Okay!" Meng Ling agreed readily, then shouted at the outside.

Soon, a soldier ran up, saluted, and waited for Meng Ling's instructions.

"Go, let's give Xiaoxiang... Oh no, arrange a thousand soldiers for Captain Zhong, and choose elites!" Meng Ling gave a careless order.

Zhongli was a little helpless. It was his life to meet such a strange person.

"Little Prime Minister, please sit down quickly and take a break!" Meng Ling earnestly prepared a seat for Zhongli and brewed tea.

Zhongli sat down, but did not drink the tea in front of him, and his eyes were wandering around the room.

The room is decorated very elegantly, and it looks like a scholar's residence.

"Haha, Xiao Prime Minister, why do you have time to come here to quell the chaos in person? How can you do this little thing yourself?" Meng Ling said, but his eyes looked at Ling Xi, who was standing beside Zhongli, with a hint of ambiguity in his eyes.

Zhongli felt increasingly unable to contact this person, and this guy didn't think of good things in his mind.

"Ahem, it is the duty of our ministers to quell the turmoil of the demon clan, and I will be cleaning up." Zhongli coughed and then stood up.

"Lord Meng, since the arrangements have been made, we will not disturb you. After receiving the soldiers, we will rush to the front line." Zhongli bowed.

"This... is good! The little prime minister is careful on the way. I still have some official duties, so I won't give you it!" Meng Ling said with a smile.

Zhongli took Lu Yuan and Ling Xi downstairs.

When the footsteps of Zhongli and others left, Meng Ling sat back on the chair and made a disdainful "cut" sound from her mouth.

"A sick man came to pretend, but he was coming out to travel around and have fun."

Zhongli left the city lord's mansion, and the person who sent the order happened to run towards him with teams of soldiers.

The city lord's mansion is not far from the military camp, so it is convenient for these people to come over.

Soon, a thousand soldiers arrived, arranged neatly, stood on the wide open space in front of the city lord's mansion, waiting for Zhongli's orders.

Zhongli was not in a hurry, and there were still two people who had not arrived.

Ling Xi stood for a while, bored, sat on the side and transformed into a circle of fog, wrapping herself in it. The sun-heavy weather made her very uncomfortable, and it would be better in the fog.

Many soldiers looked at the slim figure that was looming in the fog and swallowed unconsciously.

After a cup of tea, two pegasms appeared in Zhongli's sight. Soon, the two of them rode their horses and stopped in front of Zhongli.

"I pay homage to Lord Zhong!" The two of them quickly got off their horses and fell to the ground.

"Get up, you two will follow the soldiers on this trip, without military ranks, and all the soldiers in the battle will be commanded by you." Zhongli said lightly.

"Here!" the two shouted loudly, turned around and stepped into the soldiers' queue, with their straight figures.
Chapter completed!