The Empress' Livestream

Chapter 1331-1340

1331: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing Unification (72)

[Lan Shui Youyou]: My anchor is great, it turns out that there are really war books in ancient wars.

[Xingyue Tianyun]: This is not the point. The point is that my mind is full of "Zhuge Liang came down to the battle book, ask us to fight tomorrow, how to fight the enemy". Is this because I think too much, or do I brush too many ghost animals at station B? Looking forward to the host and Huang Song scolding in front of the battle!

In this season, the week is short and the night is long.

Tomorrow is about to go to war, Jiang Pengji is not too slow tonight, her slender fingers are teasing with the light of Dou Da, not knowing what she is thinking.

As everyone knows, outsiders think Jiang Pengji is wandering, but in fact he is investigating the surrounding environment.

Because he attached great importance to Huang Song's battle, Jiang Pengji did not dare to take it lightly.

She didn't give Huang Song a chance to attack, and almost every day, she would disperse her mental power for a short time, investigating the enemy's situation within a hundred miles around her.

There was no progress before, but today there are different discoveries.

She twisted her eyebrows and pondered, while gathering her mental energy, she guessed the origin of the soldier.

Tomorrow will be a decisive battle, and she doesn't want to get halfway back and be copied by an unknown enemy.

Jiang Pengji yelled to the outside, "Go and summon some generals quickly, saying that there is an important matter to discuss."

She suddenly called, and Qin Gong was too busy to take off the armor and ran over.

"Tomorrow's decisive battle -" Jiang Pengji swept around among the few people, and ordered two newly promoted newcomers. The career of a military commander is achieved through military skills. It requires not only a certain amount of luck, but also a stage for performance. Jiang Pengji was quite generous in this respect, which was also one of the reasons for the internal unity. Later, he said to Xie Ze, "Yuan Gui, you will lead your troops to the rear tomorrow."

Xie Ze originally thought there was a crowd, and was dumbfounded when he heard this.

why?

Why is he sitting behind?

Xie is the vanguard general. It stands to reason that he should be in the lead, and he should be transferred to the rear when he changes his mind. He should always ask clearly.

He courageously asked, and Jiang Pengji also gave a reason.

Jiang Pengji said in a serious manner, "I just received a secret report. The battlefield will change tomorrow. It is also for the overall consideration to let you guard the rear."

Xie nodded, went out to lead the order, and restored the original arrogant and proud posture, as if he could mention it now. Gun to the enemy.

Qin Gong was younger than Xie Ze, but his experience and experience on the battlefield were definitely more than Xie Ze, and he was naturally more sensitive.

"Tomorrow battlefield has changed? What do the tricks Huang Song over there?"

"This is not sure, have to wait until tomorrow to know." Jiang Peng Ji said, "Yuan regulation must keep a good rear, can not be taken lightly."

Although account Few generals under the army are smart and adept at advocating, but young people who become famous are always more impetuous. They are eager for meritorious service, and they will inevitably lose the chain at critical moments... Jiang Pengji has to beat and beat from time to time to prevent them from getting on their heads for a while. .

Military generals were originally a profession with their heads tied to their belts. How long can they live if their brains are not good enough?

After some discussions, Jiang Pengji closed the live broadcast room, washed and slept, and had enough energy. There will be a big battle tomorrow.

At the same time, the soldiers and horses led by Feng Jue were resting for a while at a distance of dozens of miles away, and the scouts sent out also figured out the news ahead. Knowing that the decisive battle between the lord and Jiang Pengji has not yet begun, Feng Jue breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally caught up-

a general hesitatingly asked Feng Jue, "Military officer, shall we rush to join the lord in the starry night today, or..."

Feng Jue shook his head and meditated, "The starry night is rushing. Most of them are exhausted army. How can we help the lord tomorrow? It is better to let the army rest for a while. Tomorrow the two armies will face each other. Xi slackened and attacked the rear. Surprisingly attacked her and caught her by surprise. Liu Xi would surely be able to chaos herself...In this way, the pressure on the lord's side would be reduced..."

Feng Jue withdrew his troops from the front line. In order to confuse Qi Guanren, he also took the troops around for a while and misled Qi Guanren, making him think that instead of rushing to the front line, he sent troops back to aid Haozhou. In other words, Jiang Pengji didn't know that Feng Jue soldiers and horses had arrived.

As a result, Feng Jue will sneak attack on Jiang Pengji's rear tomorrow, and the other party will be unprepared.

How did they know that Jiang Pengji was different from them, and Feng Jue's actions had long been noticed by her.

On the second day, the sky was dark and the morning light was faint.

The soldiers and horses of the two armies faced each other in the cold wind, with flags fluttering, and the battlefield was filled with a murderous atmosphere. The big flag with "willow" or "yellow" written on the other side fluttered in the wind, hunting and hunting. The knives and guns flashed with cold light, reflecting the resolute face of the master. The generals were twisted into a ball, and the army was murderous, and even the air was cold. In such an atmosphere, the salted fish in the live broadcast room dare not laugh.

Jiang Pengji was dressed in red and silver armor, and the red wing helmet covered most of her face but could not cover the undercurrent surging under her eyes.

Behind her, the soldiers had bright armor and vigor, and their morale had reached the peak.

Faced with such battles, Huang Song said that it is impossible to have no pressure.

But-

he has no retreat!

Huang Song closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were calm.

If it was in the past, a war had to go through the process, but now it is becoming more and more casual. Huang Song was not stupid enough to propose a fighting general. He knew that Jiang Pengji could single out everyone with the force of one person, whether it was a one-on-one, wheel fight or group fight.

Under this circumstance, the soldiers and horses of the two sides seemed to have no other activities except for the war.

Can't more than two hundred thousand people watch their father-in-law chatting about the past in front of the battle, right?

"Beat the drum!" With an

order, the drummers will launch hundreds of chariots with leather drums.

咚——

咚咚——

The war drum was beaten, and the morale of the whole army rose. Jiang Pengji also raised his hand and waved, indicating that the war drum could start.

The two armies have a combined total of more than 200,000 soldiers and horses in the military formation for several miles, and the transmission of various information must rely on this method.

Beating the drums is not only to boost morale, but also to inform the soldiers-

all have cheered up, regained their focus, awake from sleepy, and the big battle is about to begin!

In this battle, Jiang Pengji was the commander-in-chief. Although Luo Yue could do it, he squatted in the rear to deal with security and border defense all the year round. Actually, he did not have much experience in commanding troops. For this, Luo Yue was not reluctant. The Lord's Commanding Soldier means that she can't make waves!

Qin Gong and others are eager to fight, one by one.

Before Jiang Pengji gave the order, the enemy could not hold back.

The soldiers carrying the flag waved the flag as if black clouds were floating in the sky, and the drummer was even harder, because he beat the drum hard enough, the muscles of his arms were tightened, and one arm was as thick as an ordinary man's thigh. The oily sweat soaks the skin brightly.

Jiang Pengji smiled and drew his sword to order.

"The cavalry battalion hears the order—"

1332: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing Yitong (seventy three)

The cavalry has a pivotal position on the battlefield. Firearms have not been widely popularized or further developed. The myth of the cavalry is almost unbreakable. It's not that the cavalry can't deal with it, but the price paid is far greater than the gain. This is also the terrible thing about the cavalry.

The cavalry is extremely mobile. Whether it is a combined attack or a roundabout retreat, how can a two-legged man run over a four-legged horse?

Their collision ability and killing ability are also one of the cornerstones of the cavalry myth.

In addition, ancient warfare relied heavily on military formations, breaking the pieces into whole pieces, so as to achieve sublimation from quantitative changes to qualitative changes.

Cavalry can not only collide and cut the army, but also prevent the enemy from being able to take care of both ends and form an effective defense or attack.

Jiang Pengji's cavalry is not only light cavalry, but also heavy cavalry that smashes northern Xinjiang!

One light and one heavy, coordinated with each other, whether it is offensive or other, the effect is naturally stronger than a single unit.

Huang Song paid so much attention to her, so naturally he didn't know this. In order to deal with this terrible cavalry battalion, he discussed with everyone for a long time and finally came up with a way to restrain it. Adopt a more flexible and changeable military formation, avoiding its edge while luring the enemy into the formation, and then strangling. The cavalry that runs is a wolf or a tiger, and the cavalry that is trapped in the quagmire of the sea is a lamb to be slaughtered, and its ability is limited.

In order to prevent the enemy from discovering that the military formation is tricky, Huang Song and the others also made some changes to the forward.

This method is no problem for ordinary people, but for Jiang Pengji, it is unnecessary to take off his pants and put P.

Not to mention her own mental abilities, even the high-altitude camera in the live studio can also have a certain angle of view.

She keenly discovered the characteristics of Huang Song's army, and once again ordered, the messenger who accepted the order immediately spread the news.

The rhythm of the horns and snare drums suddenly changed!

At this time, the heavy cavalry had already resisted the torrent of arrows and was less than ten feet away from the enemy's front line.

Such a small distance is just a momentary effort for a horse running at full speed.

When the soldiers on horseback heard the order change, they tightened the reins to direct the horses to turn, while lifting their thick shields and smashing them against the oncoming enemy. The enemy stabbed the horse under the cavalry's crotch with a combined attack. Although the horse wore thick armor, it also screamed in pain.

The heavy cavalry is a big money-burning household under Jiang Pengji's account, and the weight of a man with a horse can be called a human-shaped tank.

Rushing all the way, that is the most violent crushing force, that force is not something ordinary flesh and blood can resist.

They rushed into the mouth at once, but instead of going straight and deep, they rushed towards the enemy's wings in a very angular arc.

The light cavalry is even simpler. After they obey the order, they divide their troops and rush to the enemy's wings in a roundabout way.

Look at this, the cavalry is persuaded?

The soldiers under Huang Song's tent are not aware of this, but Huang Song and others, who are closely watching the battlefield situation, change their faces.

The cavalry is not persuaded, they know that there are traps ahead, so instead of making unnecessary sacrifices, they attack the weaker wings instead? Cheng Jing clenched his fists secretly as soon as he thought of this possibility. At the same time, he was a little unbelievable. The other party's reaction was too quick!

Compared with Cheng Jing's calmness, Huang Song's reaction was much more obvious.

Huang Song murmured, "Lanting ah Lanting, really is my nemesis."

Although he was very heavy, Huang Song did not show a depressed look. He is the lord. If he panics, what will the people do?

Because the cavalry didn't really affect the enemy's main force, when the two armies rushed to one place, the battle was tragic. Looking at the battlefield situation, Jiang Pengji suppressed the urge to end, but calmly commanded the dispatch or reinforcements everywhere.

Looking from a distance, Han Yu couldn't help feeling sighed, "The lord really has the style of a tiger and general."

Yang Si returned, "The lord still has the wisdom of a planner."

Fortunately, there is only one such lord. If there are a few more, Don't think tanks and generals lose their jobs, and are laid off and unemployed?

At the same time, Wei Ci looked dignified.

He knew that the balance of the battlefield had gradually tilted towards the lord, but it was

just that the Feng Jue under Huang Song's tent never appeared, which made him somewhat worried for no reason.

Wei Ci will not despise anyone who has lived in troubled times. After all, Feng Jue is an important minister who once assisted His Majesty.

As he looked down and thought deeply, the front line had already fought into a ball, and the corpses lying on the ground after a short while, the killing shouts of the two men and horses not only shook the sky, but also lightly trembled in the gravel on the ground. Luo Yue is in charge of the left wing, Qin Gong is the vanguard, and the right wing is led by Jiang Nongqin. The enemy and us are infiltrating each other and fighting each other. If they don't have different clothes, they really can't tell the difference between the enemy and us.

Someone had just hacked the enemy to death with his front foot, and his body was pierced by the enemy's weapon on the back.

Yang Si seemed very calm, but his eyes couldn't stop floating in a certain direction.

In fact, even if he is sitting on horseback, this altitude is not enough to cross the wall of people, but he just can't help but want to see it.

It used to be nothing, but after clarifying the mind, I feel that there is nothing more abusive than a combination of civil and martial arts.

What is the military commander?

The precarious profession, the battlefield is so chaotic, even the gods will be accidentally injured.

"Oh-really sad."

Han Yu rolled his eyes, glanced at him, and asked, "What kind of sad? The situation is good for our army

. What are you worried about ?" Yang Si said, "You don't understand, this is worry. "

Han Yu sneered, "A certain patriarch's son Han Run has already studied at Jinlin Academy."

A single dog who didn't even marry his wife laughed at the perfection of his wife and daughter. Doesn't he understand?

Who gave the courage?

Yang Si: "..."

Probably... the lord?

Han Yu and Jiang Nongqin didn't have much contact, but they also knew that this woman was extremely silent. Although she was a woman, she was no less than an ordinary tiger.

To put it to the heart, in his opinion, Yang Si, this piece of old wood with rotten roots, really can't climb others.

If Yang Si knew this, he would definitely explode in anger and drew his sword at Han Yu.

Jiang Nongqin is now leading the right-wing soldiers and horses orthodoxically to deal with the enemy.

Because of the prestige established in the army for many years, the generals under the main account dare not despise her, let alone the ordinary generals who have been promoted. No one dared to protest or question what order she gave, so the situation on the right was relatively stable, and it was difficult for the enemy to expand the outcome of the battle.

On the one hand, cooperate with the Chinese army to contain the enemy, and on the other hand, the joint with the Chinese army makes the enemy feel devastated.

Looking at her like this, who doesn't give a thumbs up?

They dissatisfied women, except for two exceptions, one was the unfathomable lord, and the other was the majestic Captain Jiang.

Although Jiang Nongqin is an older leftover girl, there are really a lot of people who secretly like her, but they don't have the guts to tell the truth.

"Lieutenant Jiang, there has been a change in the rear!"

Jiang Nongqin's expression was stern, "What?"

1333: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing Unification (Seventy-four)

The front was full of enthusiasm, and Xie was almost moldy with Bingdian.

However, the military order was like a mountain, even if nothing happened, Xie still had to cheer up and report 120,000 points of vigilance.

"Did the scouts sent out come back?" While

paying attention to the battle ahead, Xie ordered the soldiers to be ready for battle at any time.

"Return to the general, there is no news yet." The lieutenant pressed the saber around his waist with his left hand, looked at the front line with dignity, and asked Xie Ze in a low voice, "General, why did the lord send a general... Huang Song is not as good as our army. There are already all the military power in the

past , how can there be a sneak attack?" For a military commander, there is no future if there is no merit in combat. How does the merit in combat come from, naturally, it is piled up with the enemy's head.

Crouching in a relatively safe rear, they didn't even see the enemy's shadow. Isn't this a waste of time?

Seeing that the lord has more and more prospects, she will be the lord of the entire Dongqing after Huang Song is destroyed, and she is the pinnacle of life.

They don't know what the future will be like, whether the lord seeks to stabilize the country or continue to expand the territory?

If it's the latter, that's great.

If it is the former, one less battle is one less chance of promotion. When the world is peaceful, the promotion of generals will not be so easy.

This time he was assigned to the rear hall, which was equivalent to making a cold bench. The lieutenant who assisted Xie Ze was naturally worried.

"This is the lord's order. I am waiting to follow it. It is natural for her to make arrangements like this. It is of utmost significance to let all of you refresh yourself, so as not to be taken advantage of by the enemy." Compared to the lieutenant's worries, Xie was calm and calm. he took out a veil, raising his hand and wiped his shiny armor from a gun inside, bowed his eye said, "if any errors behind, lord condemn down, you and I can not afford to be magnanimous."

lieutenant thought temperament own lord, Suddenly sweat fell, he questioned who is not good to question the lord's command?

"I will do it at the end!"

The lieutenant immediately slapped his horse to leave, and Xie frowned slightly when he recalled what the lieutenant had said. Although he is not a fan of the lord, but the lord judges things like a god, and he rarely makes mistakes. The lord said that the enemy might sneak attack the rear, so this news is probably true.

The only question is, when will the enemy appear?

The rear is too comfortable, and the soldiers are somewhat lax, which is not a good sign.

Xie can only send people to remind the soldiers under the account all the time, don't be careless.

"

Report-- " The lieutenant was about to report to Xie Ze, only to hear a scream from his ear.

"What happened?" The

person said, "I found a bloody war horse just now--" The

lieutenant was surprised, and said quickly, "Let's take a look!" It

was a maroon war horse, not as big as a heavy cavalry horse. It is tall and strong, with a tubular body, narrow chest, long back and shallow rib cage. Although the back area is narrow but strong and powerful, the muscles are more developed than normal horses, and the fur is shiny. Those who are familiar with the types of war horses know at a glance that this horse is produced in northern Xinjiang, and has a certain bloody BMW blood. It is fast, strong and comes and goes like wind.

Of course, this kind of horse is also specially rationed to scouts, to ensure the mobility of the scouts, and find that the enemy can escape in the first time.

The lieutenant glanced at the horse with a heavy look, raised his hand to touch the blood stain, and after a little sniff, he knew that it was human blood instead of horse blood.

The soldier said, "Deputy General, this war

horse has a little wound in the abdomen-- " The lieutenant followed the soldier's point of view, and he saw a palm-length wound on the side of the horse's abdomen , and part of the blood had solidified.

With many years of experience, he can see at a glance what sharp object caused the wound.

"The horse is back, where is the man?" the lieutenant asked.

The soldier replied, "I didn't find it. When the horse ran back, there was no one."

The lieutenant's heart sank, and vaguely guessing that the scout had been killed, he asked, "Apart from this horse, are there other horses back?" The

soldier shook his head.

The vice general hurriedly passed the news to Xie Ze.

The task of these scouts is not to explore the front line but the rear. Now they have been poisoned. If it weren't for the horse to know the way and ran back with injuries, they would not be able to find it. This shows that the lord's guess is correct, and there is indeed an enemy army hiding in the dark.

Xie listened to the lieutenant's words, his eyebrows were twisted, leaving a faint crease on the center of his eyebrows.

"Order the whole army to be on guard--"

He knew what equipment his scout was equipped with. Almost all were equipped with good horses that required speed, speed, endurance and endurance.

In this case, he was killed by the enemy, which shows that the enemy is not easy to deal with.

If it hadn't been for the horse to run back, Xie would not know that the enemy had appeared.

Not long after his order was issued, there was a rumbling movement from the rear, and the ground trembled more severely.

"Kill—"

Accompanied by the thunderous cry of killing, densely packed enemies quickly appeared in the field of vision, and the horses under the lieutenant's crotch were all startled. He was shocked in his heart, shocked by the number of enemies, and called out Xie Ze in a loud voice, "General, the enemy is coming--"

Xie Ze glanced at it, and his expression became low.

The enemy is less than three miles away from them, so close, how did they do it?

If the lord does not remind him, the enemy will suddenly attack, and the army will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

"What

are you panicking , array!" Xie Ze screamed, with a clear attitude.

Three miles, this distance is nothing to the enemy cavalry.

These cavalry are not good at stubble, and they are very adept at bows and arrows immediately.

Xie was calm and composed, commanding the soldiers to use the shield wall to resist the arrows, and at the same time making the archers shoot at the enemy under the protection of the shield wall, trying to clear a wave of the nearest enemies. However, the distance between the two sides is too short, and the archer can't shoot a few rounds.

The enemy cavalry cleared the way, followed by soldiers and horses behind, roughly estimated to be tens of thousands.

Seeing that the enemy cavalry was approaching, Xie Ze ordered the soldiers to stand side by side with a spear that was more than ten feet long, and slammed the enemy horse's breastbone, abdomen, and eyes heavily. However, the mobility of cavalry is a headache for all arms, and the spear can only hinder it for a while.

Jiang Pengji was the first to notice an abnormal movement in the rear, but she did not show it, instead focusing on the frontline battle situation.

In order to cope with the sneak attack, she gave Xie a lot of manpower. If you are prepared, you can't stop the enemy's offensive and stabilize the situation in the rear. Not only is Xie Ze's military capability questionable, but also the combat power and quality of the soldiers under his own account is also a question mark.

When the news of the rear attack came, everyone was shocked, but Jiang Pengji remained calm as usual.

She said, "Believe in Yuan Gui!"

She warned the other party, which was equivalent to opening and hanging up, so that someone would be overwhelmed. Jiang Pengji definitely wanted to cut him.

In the dark, Xie Ze's Xiaoyu (sheng) Zhou (desire) broke out.

The enemy army who attacked was not bystanders, but the man Feng Jue brought from the front line of Marushu.

Feng Jue looked at the battle, his face was full of dignity.

1334: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing unified (seventh-five)

"Military strategist,

this-- " Feng Jue said dumbly, "Liu Xi really is a terrifying person."

He rarely admires anyone, but she can definitely count as the number one person who has failed Jiang Pengji after one after another.

In this case, we should also guard against those who stay behind, either those who are cautiously shrinking, or those who look beyond their predecessors.

It's impossible for Jiang Pengji to be the first type, so only the latter is left-she had guessed that Feng Jue would attack the rear with troops!

"How can it be done now?" The

general looked anxious, his firm and rugged face was worrisome, and there was fine sweat on his forehead.

"How to do it?" Feng Jue said, "There is no turning back arrow in the bow, it is naturally a battle!"

Is it because the enemy is prepared, so he ordered the army to retreat?

The general looked stunned, and seemed to realize that he had asked a stupid question.

As everyone knows, Feng Jue himself is also riding a tiger.

The army led by himself attacked Jiang Pengji's rear, echoing the front line, and it could improve the morale of Huang Song's main force.

If he withdrew his troops at such a time to avoid the enemy's edge, frontline morale would inevitably collapse, like a bereaved dog.

Therefore, even if he was carrying it to death, he couldn't back down.

The surprise attack on Jiang Pengji's rear not only spread to the ears of Jiang Pengji and others, but was also noticed by Huang Song who was in the army.

After thinking about it, Huang Song still didn't guess the identity of the person until Cheng Jing awakened the person in his dream.

"Master, that must be Huaijun's soldiers and horses."

Cheng Jingpin pointed out that the strange force behind Jiang Pengji must have been led by Fengjue, except for him, no one else.

Huang Song looked happy and hurriedly ordered people to continue drumming to stimulate the morale of the soldiers, and the drums were like a rainstorm.

Jiang Pengji hadn't moved yet, and suddenly saw a certain barrage in his eyes, his fingers trembled, and his always perfect expression almost revealed flaws.

[Wandering around the world]: Drumming on the battlefield... Is this the same reason that a spinning bike should play dynamic music to stimulate adrenaline?

[Smuggling of non-Emirates]: Upstairs, your leather, how do you let me look directly at the BgM of the spinning bike?

War drums do have the effect of stimulating morale, but there is another important meaning, that is, to convey instructions and warnings.

Soldier fighting is not like a TV show. Everyone knows how to do martial arts. Fighting is as fancy as dancing. They only take the simplest actions. Don't be afraid without martial arts, so many of them cooperate with the attack at the same time, and the lethality is not weaker than that of martial arts masters.

According to different drum frequencies, attack together, defend together, and chase the enemy together...

After all, this is an era without mobile phones, wireless Bluetooth, and even electronic amplifiers.

Huang Song ordered an attack, and the drummer accelerated the rhythm and frequency, oppressing the enemy from the momentum.

If a single blow can break through the enemy's defenses and cause huge casualties to the enemy, then the morale of the soldiers can also rise steadily.

The soldiers under Jiang Pengji's account also noticed the changes in the rear. The soldiers on the front line had a moment of cowardice. Before these people could react, the enemy had already rushed forward like wolves. Perhaps the injuries on his body were not fatal, but the enemy's footsteps were enough to turn him into blood mud.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Pengji immediately changed his tactics and adopted a defensive formation to defend against the enemy.

The morale on Huang Song's side is not stable. As long as Fengjue's army cannot penetrate the rear, the frontline soldiers cannot gnaw down the enemy. Over time, the morale will inevitably drop drastically. At that time, Jiang Pengji ordered to switch from defensive to offensive, defeating the enemy's psychological defense in one fell swoop.

Her old god was there, she sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, and calmly issued a series of military orders, Huang Song did not take advantage of it.

In another place, Xie Ze also stabilized the situation, not only did not let the enemy go further, but instead forced them back a little bit.

"Today's battle is very important!"

Xie Ze shouted loudly.

"I live and die with all the monarchs!" As

he said, he took the lead in stringing two enemies together, and the surrounding soldiers were greatly encouraged.

Xie Zes martial arts were comparable to Li Yun, and both of them tried their best, and the outcome was 50-50. The spear in his hand was like a part of his body. Under his control, a silver dragon-like light passed in the air, like lightning penetrating the flesh, taking away several lives in an instant.

Several people were surrendered, and Xie Ze issued several instructions one after another.

It seems to be evenly matched, but Feng Jue knows very well that it will be him who will lose over time. The army ran here from the Marushu front line, even if it had been rested halfway, but the physical and mental wear and tear of the soldiers had not been fully recovered, and the enemy was different.

Feng Jue is thinking of countermeasures, but how can the wisdom of one or two people control the battlefield at will?

Jiang Pengji watched the situation and said swiftly, "Begao is going to lose--" The

salted fish audience was puzzled. Looking at the battlefield situation, she didn't take too much advantage. Huang Song couldn't lose so fast even if she was going to lose.

At the same time, Yang Si folded his arms, twisting his neatly trimmed beard and said, "Huang Song is gone."

Han Yu nodded.

Why are the three so sure?

Because they all heard that the enemy's drums had a problem with the rhythm.

The height of the drum, the rhythm, and the density of the drums all mean different things.

The enemy's drums were clearly offensive, but the enemy had retreated, which was clearly a sign of a plunge in morale.

In addition, the drummer's morale is low and emotionally distracted, so that the drums are in the wrong place, which is fatal on the battlefield.

Seeing that the timing was right, Jiang Pengji hit the iron while it was hot and ordered a storm.

All of a sudden, the army rushed toward the enemy like a dam opened and the tide poured, and the drums of war became high and dense.

As soon as it rose and fell, Huang Song was even more invincible.

Huang Song's complexion was pale, his posterior molars clenched tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead burst forth.

At this moment, a blood-stained general rushed forward on horseback. He suffered a serious injury and almost fell off when he dismounted.

"My lord, our army has lost the front line——"

Huang Song closed his eyes fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, " Retreat !"

"

Retreat !" As soon as the retreat order was issued, the soldiers who heard it quickly turned and retreated, one by one just thinking about fleeing, but instead It's cheaper to chase the enemy. Jiang Pengji went all out and pursued the victory, and the corpses left behind by the enemy's retreat were almost equal to the previous losses!

A big victory at the front line also affected the wind in the rear, and quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Jiang Pengji's gaze was far away, and his left hand stroked the hilt of the God Sword Sword at his waist.

After a while, she said, "Summon Lieutenant Jiang, transfer five thousand soldiers and horses, and come with me!" When

Yang Si heard this, her nerves tightened.

Han Yu reacted after a while. The lord was trying to—

"Lord, don't chase the poor!" Yang Si's eyes widened, and he squeezed out the words he didn't believe in.

"Take advantage of her illness, kill her!" Jiang Pengji sneered, "I only know how to beat a dog in the water!"

Jiang Nongqin received the news, apart from anything else, he mobilized five thousand cavalry elites.

The lord's command, whether right or wrong, is a golden rule for her.

Yang Si: "..."

1335: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing unified (sixty-six)

They thought they could finally feel at ease, but they didn't expect the lord to be worried.

Han Yu said, "Will there be a shortage of five thousand soldiers and horses? Or... bring some more?"

If it is not forbidden, Han Yu really wants to pull up all the troops to ensure the safety of his master.

Jiang Pengji said, "What do you want so many people to do? If the five thousand cavalry can't take Bogao, I will waste their rations with them?" The

five thousand light and heavy cavalry can't take down the morale and lose all the soldiers. Jiang Pengji really wants to spray. A "waste snack".

Speaking is mean, but Jiang Pengji said this, no one can refute anything, because she has the capital to say so.

"Play the piano, go!"

Jiang Pengji raised his whip, and Xiao Bai ran out first. Jiang Nongqin followed closely on horseback, and the five thousand light and heavy cavalry followed. Looking at the back of the lord Yiqi Juechen, Yang Si showed an almost suffocated expression, raising his hand and rubbing his left chest.

With such a lord, he would really lose his life!

Han Yu's face was dark, he caught a glimpse of Yang Si's movements, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why don't you know that you have a heart disease?"

Yang Si said, "Since I have followed such a lord, I am not sick and worried about getting sick."

Han Yu is weird. After a few seconds of silence, he could understand Yang Si's meaning and empathize with him.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Thinking of the old master Xu Pei, even though he is not as versatile as the master, at least worry-free!

The two didn't have too much idle time to chat. Although Huang Song was defeated and retreated, the enemy troops in the rear had not dealt with it yet.

Although Xie Ze does not have a strong sense of fame and fortune, as a military commander, who would dislike the honor given to him?

Naturally, Xie is no exception.

If it can completely defeat the sneak attacking enemy, the head of live poultry, that would be a great achievement!

Feng Jue saw that the general situation was gone, and began to evacuate in an orderly manner. However, the soldiers were all devoid of aura, one by one, like headless flies, throwing away their helmets and armor, and fleeing without a brain. But this kind of negative emotions can still be contagious, first a whole group of people, and then tens of thousands of people!

Seeing this, Feng Jue's complexion was as earthy as he was about to fall off his horse.

Fortunately, he was supported by someone, otherwise he would be thrown off from such a high horse, and the surrounding area would be so chaotic that he would either die or be injured.

"Military strategist, I will escort you to evacuate here at the end!"

Feng Jue's discomfort from turning around the world sobered up, her lips were dry and skinned, and she looked particularly haggard.

"You don't have to

worry about me, it's important to integrate the soldiers and horses to retreat——" If you miss the best time, the whole army will be wiped out!

As he was talking, there was a scream of killing from behind. Although the soldiers were exhausted after fighting for several hours, the enemies in front of them were all military exploits. With the exploits, they will get a high return in the army. No matter how tired their bodies are, their spirits are also active.

"Oh, sergeant, the enemy is chasing you!"

All the way, there were fewer and fewer soldiers around. The soldiers who fled and left behind were either hacked to death or captured by humans and poultry.

The general evacuated the battlefield with nearly a thousand confidantes and Feng Jue, but Xie Ze seemed to have eaten his heart and pursued him. After a chase and siege, the soldiers around him were reduced by only one or two hundred, and most of them were still wounded. They had almost no combat power, and the enemy was still behind him.

The night is dark, and the night is getting darker.

The cold wind blows, rolling up a strong bloody smell, which is so strong that it is disgusting.

The killing shout was so far away as to float from the sky.

Feng Jue stared at the enemy army that surrounded them with stern eyes. Xie Zezheng was riding a tall horse, and the two sides separated by more than ten feet.

The soldiers gathered around, cut their hands behind their backs, and put their swords around their necks.

Xie glanced around, satisfied.

He raised his hand and waved, "Bring all the people back. After listening, the lord will fall."

Feng Jue tried to struggle, but the strength of his soldiers was so strong that he could not move even half of the time.

Captives also have different grades. Those soldiers who sell their physical strength are naturally at the bottom of the pyramid, and the value they produce is not enough for them to eat. Feng Jue belongs to the top of the pyramid. Rare talents, no matter whether or not they can submit to the lord, Xie will bring people to her.

In order to prevent Feng Jue from having the thought of seeking death, he also sent someone to stare at it.

Feng Jue snorted ironically.

At the same time-

Jiang Pengji led five thousand soldiers and horses to chase and kill Huang Song.

Many enemy soldiers tried to stop them, but they were killed under their horses' hoofs, and their bodies were trampled into mud.

Where the cavalry passed, there were piles of bones.

The night is a good cover, but for Jiang Pengji, it does not constitute any obstacle.

Therefore, the time it took her to catch up with Huang Song was far less than Huang Song's psychological expectations.

Facing the neatly organized five thousand light and heavy cavalry, Huang Song's mood was only calm, but he felt "finally here".

There were originally three to fifty thousand remnants to cover him to escape, but the soldiers had been smashed by the enemy, so how can they still be able to fight?

Under the impact of enemy pursuers, these people flee, get lost, and fall apart.

When Huang Song was besieged, there were already less than three thousand soldiers beside him.

Three thousand remnants lost their opponents to five thousand elite cavalry, the result is needless to say.

This can be regarded as a one-sided killing.

When Huang Song and others were captured, the outcome was finally known.

Jiang Pengji shook the blood-stained God Cut Sword in his hand, and the blood flung a long mark on the ground.

She called out loudly, "Is Bergau in front of you?"

Huang Song laughed bitterly when Jiang Pengji called him.

"Orchid Pavilion is still willing to call me like this to this day?"

"Under the troubled times, you and I are involuntarily, but public is public and private is private." Jiang Pengji said, "Don't you still call me Lanting?"

"Yes. ...I can't help myself..." Huang Song said with a sullen expression, "but the public and the private are

clear, Lan Ting thinks about how to deal with me?" Jiang Pengji didn't say clearly, this is not a good place to talk about it.

She said indifferently, "I am not a person who kills indiscriminately and unrelentingly. I took this path back then and it was forced by the current situation."

People don't have ambitions from the beginning, and Huang Song is the same.

Before the death of Dongqing, his ambition was to be an honest and capable minister, to reverse the prejudices of others, and to benefit the community.

The hotbed of troubled times gave him unprecedented ambition.

Now that people have been knocked down from the peak to the trough, they have to bow their heads to their former opponents. The key is to surrender and be jealous for a lifetime. Who wants to live this kind of life? Huang Song had also conceived the worst plan, slaying himself with a sword, so as to preserve his wife and children.

It's just every time I think of his wife Qi Chaolan's words that day, the courage to commit suicide fades like a tide.

He said, "Lanting, you really have a problem for me."

Jiang Pengji said, "How can I know if it is a problem or a simple problem without trying?"

1336: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing Unification (seven-seven)

The night wind blows, adding a bit of unspeakable loneliness.

Huang Song heard that he was silent for a long time, and seemed to be weighing the truth of Jiang Pengji's words.

"It's getting late, and if you don't go back again, Zixiao and others are afraid that they will have an urgent illness." Jiang Pengji turned to Jiang Nongqin and said, "Bo Gao is my best friend, and his identity is not comparable to that of ordinary people. I ask the people below to be careful. Some, don't neglect the distinguished guests."

Jiang Nongqin had no objection, and said, "I will obey."

Although Huang Song's identity at the moment is a prisoner, Jiang Pengji has no intention of killing, and naturally will not deliberately insult the other party.

If he is acquainted, why not keep him alive?

If he would rather bend than bend, then he can only hurt the killer.

She and Huang Song are indeed friends, but for her, feelings are a reconciliation rather than a necessity. If she has to abandon it, she will not fall in love.

Huang Song did not say a word, but did not resist either, tacitly acquiescing to Jiang Pengji's arrangement.

Compared to his calm and indifferent, other people's reactions were more intense. Some were crying and hysterical, some were dead water and all thoughts were ashamed, and some were trembling. The soldiers would tie him with a rope, and his body would shake like sifting chaff. -

despair as their cloud enveloped them, who do not know where their future.

According to the old rules, if the leader of a power is defeated and captured, most of the servants under him will have no good end. Some people can change jobs and change bosses, and some people will always be suppressed by people's suspicion because of their close relationship with the old master, and will be depressed for life.

Jiang Pengji didn't have so much thought. She only knew that the battle between her and Huang Song had finally come to fruition. Only the aftermath and the recovery of Haozhou were left, which would not take much time. After thinking about it, she felt that the pressure on her shoulders was alleviated, and she was also joking with Jiang Nongqin in a leisurely manner.

Where did Jiang Nongqin dare to go hand in hand with the lord, always holding a respectful posture, and riding a horse more than half behind the opponent.

Jiang Pengji said, "I have made such a great contribution this time, what do you want to make a piano?"

Jiang Nongqin said without hesitation, "

It is a three-life blessing to be able to go through the fire and water for the lord in the end, how can I take credit for a reward?" NS.

Jiang Pengji sighed, "You are loyal to me. I know it naturally, but you have to think about it for yourself."

Jiang Nongqin took it for granted, "It will be very good at the end."

She felt that life could not be better now, and the lord gave it. Her second life gave her a life that she could not imagine before.

Occasionally thinking back to the past, she was a little surprised. Was she really her before the age of thirteen?

She grew faster than her peers and had a large appetite, so her parents treated her harshly. Grandma regarded her as a broom star and repeatedly humiliated her. In the worst case, she interrupted an arm-thick pole. Later, the so-called relatives sold her to Yazi in exchange for meager silver. By chance, he entered the Liu Mansion, but because he was more mature, he was humiliated by the mansions son.

She was already determined to live and die, and the lord gave her the meaning and courage to survive, allowing her to enter a level that most people in the world can't reach.

In her mind, Azhu, the cheap servant of the year, died long ago, and the one who survived was Jiang Nongqin, the lord.

Jiang Pengji is very stingy with her feelings, but Jiang Nongqin is one of the exceptions.

"I heard, you and Jing Rong..."

Jiang Pengji is not a professional iceman, but the mandarin ducks matched by her hands are model couples.

Jiang Nongqin's expression was calm, he couldn't see the slightest shyness, and Feng Qingyun seemed to be talking about the weather.

"What happened to Junjun Yang?"

"I remember, playing the piano is only one year older than me by a few months." Jiang Pengji said, "The fighting will stop for a while. You don't want to take advantage of the gap to take advantage of the gap between you and Jingrong. Now? The children of the same age have given birth to several strings, but he is still alone--"

Jiang Nongqin frowned, and his tone was a little uncomfortable.

Of course, this badness was directed at Yang Si.

"Could it be that what Junshi Yang said in front of the lord?"

If not, how could the lord suddenly urge the marriage?

Jiang Pengji said, "No, I just hate him for being old. You two should be a little bit hurry, and how much will affect the children when he

runs around."

Jiang Nongqin said, " Will it?" Jiang Pengji said, "Jing Rong was addicted to alcohol when he was young. The private life style is...tsk, getting older will naturally have an impact."

Xiaowei Jiang never doubted the lord's words.

"This matter will be considered carefully at the end."

Thinking about the children in Jinlin Academy, Jiang Nongqin's mind is alive. They are the mainstays of the lord's future...

Thinking about it this way, she doesn't seem to be very resistant to this matter.

Jiang Pengji said, "If you get married with a piano, I will prepare ten miles of red makeup for you. It will definitely not be worse than those princes, emperors and grandchildren."

Ancient marriages pay attention to righteousness. The economic strength and social status of the man and the woman will not be too far apart, so the betrothal of both parties And the dowry is mostly on par. If one party overwhelms the other, the man's dowry is less, and others will criticize him for cutting the door upside down. Gao Panyue's family, if the woman's dowry is less, others will also criticize the woman's family for selling her daughter.

If Jiang Pengji really wants to prepare Jiang Nongqin's ten-mile red makeup, Yang Si will have to clean up all of his family.

Jiang Nongqin smiled slightly, and his eyes were full of happiness.

Yang Si: "..."

I have a [beep——], I don't know if it should be said or not!

It took Jiang Pengji half an hour to go back. Everyone was looking forward to it, and their necks stretched out.

Hearing the movement of the army coming back, they hurried forward, their first reaction was to find Jiang Pengji.

Looking from the left to the right, the lord of the house was unscathed, and only then did he put the small heart back to its original place.

Jiang Pengji said, "Bo Gao and the others will treat you well, and all matters will be discussed tomorrow."

"Hey!"

Yang Site was a few steps behind, so he could walk side by side with Jiang Nongqin.

The latter kept frowning, as if thinking about some big problem.

Jiang Nongqin said, "In recent days, Master Yang has to stop drinking and eating less, and learn more about health preservation from Master Wei."

Yang Si: "...Why?"

He didn't know what Jiang Nongqin was before, but the two got acquainted. Later, he discovered that this woman was more taciturn than anyone else, rarely said so much at once, and still cared about his body. The sudden care really made him flattered.

Jiang Nongqin said, "For the children, what plans does Yang Junshi have?"

Yang Si said, "I never thought about it." He used to be an unmarried Dinke, and he didn't have a wife. Where did the children come from?

Jiang Nongqin said, "In the end I hope to be a pillar seedling. If it is unbearable, it would be better to abandon it early, so as not to tarnish the door."

Yang Si: "..."

With such a mother, the children in the future will have to open their eyes and weigh. Reincarnate with one's own weight.

If you don't have a few AC numbers, then it's not reincarnation, it's clearly to die.

1337: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing Unification (78)

Jiang Nongqin is different from ordinary women. Although the two of them share their thoughts, Yang Si always feels that the eight characters have not yet changed.

She took the initiative to mention this topic, and Yang Si felt that this one was finally written, and the rest was much simpler.

It's just that the two are not emotionally supreme, and it's official business to talk more.

He curiously asked, "Where did the lord capture Huang Song?"

Jiang Nongqin said, "Where is not important, no matter where he is, he can't escape the palm of the lord's hand."

Faced with such loyal remarks, Yang Si already has a certainty. I am immune, Ignore it automatically.

"When he was captured, was there any overreaction?"

Jiang Nongqin said, "How about a turtle in the urn, how can you resist? The lord treats him kindly. If he doesn't appreciate him, he will die."

Yang Si: "...

" "Heart disease" is about to break out again.

Except for a small number of people who were separated in the rebellion, most of the mainstays under Huang Song's tent were captured and became Jiang Pengji's prisoners.

The latter has no hobby of torturing prisoners, but he will not praise his defeated generals as distinguished guests. Except for Huang Song's good treatment, the conditions of everyone else are very ordinary, and the food supply is equivalent to that of ordinary soldiers. Some people furiously knocked over the food, while others ate silently.

Cheng Jing was detained in solitary confinement, and Wei Ci found him easily. When I saw Cheng Jing, Wei Ci still carried a food box in his hand. On the top three layers of the food box were several plates of hot dishes and freshly baked white rice, and on the bottom layer was a set of unworn clean clothes.

Wei Ci didn't expect to see Cheng Jing, if he followed the path of the previous life, the latter would kill himself in prison.

After thinking about it, the friendship between Cheng Jing and Huang Song is far less deep than in the previous life, so naturally they can't do the act of slaying the master.

Cheng Jing was confined in a small tent, guarded by many soldiers outside, and it was difficult for him to fly because of his wings.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Jing put down the bowls and chopsticks, raised his head and glanced at Wei Ci, and said clearly, "Is it a lobbyist?" The

eyes of the tent were dim, except that there was a light table on the low table. The bright oil lamp made Cheng Jing more haggard and embarrassed.

Wei Ci didn't make a sound. He bent down and took a few candles and fire folds from the bottom of the food box.

"The lord did not instruct this." Wei Ci said bluntly, "I was just worried that my senior was being neglected, so I came to take a look."

Through the candlelight, Wei Ci saw Cheng Jing's lower jaw with blue scum, and his eyes were bloodshot. , How can there be the elegant demeanor on weekdays?

Cheng Jing didn't get angry either. If Wei Ci was really a lobbyist, he wouldn't be surprised.

"You rarely call

Senior Brother Jing." Wei Ci is regarded as Mr. Yuan Jing's closed disciple, and the ranking of senior brothers does not depend on age and entry time.

"After all, it's the same brother, whether it's called Senior Brother or Youmo, isn't it all alone?"

Wei Ci took a seat opposite Cheng Jing, and brought out the dishes in the food box. The fragrance came out for a while, attracting people. Thumbs move.

Rao Cheng Jing doesn't have much appetite now, smelling the scent of food, he feels a little hungry.

Cheng Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a reluctant smile.

"

Zi Xiao wants to use this to buy people?" Wei Ci said as he took out two jars of wine, "I will not talk about official affairs today, just for reminiscence."

Cheng Jing's temperament is different from the other brothers and sisters, and Wei Ci is not very sure. Persuade him to take refuge in the lord.

Maybe I don't believe it, but Wei Ci came here this time really to take care of Senior Brother Cheng Jing.

There is one thing that Wei Ci didn't understand in his past and present life. Why did Cheng Jing follow Huang Song?

Isn't his "Tao" complying with the destiny and supporting the orthodoxy?

Regardless of his family background or personal charm, Huang Song is a thousand miles away from the word "orthodox."

Wei Ci asked without evasiveness.

Cheng Jing took a sip of sake. This wine was drunk very differently on weekdays, and the taste was more mellow. He blushed after drinking a few cups, his eyes were steamy, and he was a little sleepy.

"Does Zixiao know the origin of the lord... Bo Gao's ancestor?"

Wei Ci was startled , "Isn't this person from the original clan?"

Cheng Jing said, "Bo Gao is the only surviving son of the Daxia royal family. Daxia. At the end of the year, the royal family was almost annihilated. The ancestors were grateful for the grace of Taizu who met and promoted. They risked their death to escort the young daughter of the last emperor to escape, hid in the side branch of the house, and grew up carefully. However, no one told her identity, and the ancestors also treated their relatives and daughters. Divided into five countries, her life experience will not only harm her, but also affect the Cheng family."

Wei Ci quickly understood something.

"In that case, the last Emperor Diji will marry the Yuan family?"

Cheng Jing nodded, affirming Wei Ci's remarks. At that time, the Yuan clan was still considered a prominent martial artist, and the Cheng clan married Di Ji into this family with the original intention to better protect this bloodline. Unexpectedly, the Yuan clan's ancestors made mistakes one after another, but the two generations fell into this situation.

Huang Song's grandfather committed the crime and almost afflicted the three clans, and that was only calmed down by the Cheng family's help behind the scenes.

Capital crimes can be forgiven, but life crimes are inevitable. Huang Song's father was assigned and died halfway through illness.

The widows and orphans left behind have no support, and the original clan members refuse to take care of them. Huang Song's mother can only rely on embroidery to make money to subsidize the family.

Huang's mother was still very young when she was a widow. By chance, Huang Tan, the celebrity servant beside Emperor Dongqing, came to the door to ask for marriage.

His mother remarried, Huang Songs father changed his surname to Huang Tans step-son, and Huang Song naturally followed his fathers surname.

Not many people know about this old story, not even Huang Song himself.

Of course, Cheng Jing assisted him, blood relationship is part, and the other part is Huang Song, but there are merits.

If he can restore the glory of his ancestors, that would be great.

"Brother, tell Ci about this--"

Wei Ci was a little puzzled. According to the normal routine, if the lord knew that Huang Song still had this relationship, Huang Song's life would not be guaranteed.

Cheng Jing said, "Great Xia Yuwei is long gone, does Bogao have royal blood, does it have a big influence?"

Moreover, there are only a few people who know about this matter, and most of them are dying.

The grandson of the eunuch in the eyes of outsiders turned out to be the last descendant of the former royal family. Who would believe it?

"Senior brother also said that Daxia will no longer exist, do you still insist that they are orthodox?" Wei Ci asked.

Cheng Jing smiled and said, "Then you have to see if the Lord Lanting you serve can become'orthodox'." When

others hear this, they will think that Cheng Jing has the heart to submit, but Wei Ci knows that the other party Is determined not to submit.

Unless-

unless the lord can really reach the ninth five!

Wei Ci sighed, "Senior brother bears the heart to waste the years and be a idler in the mountains?"

Cheng Jing said, "This is not a question of Jing's patience, it is a question of Lanting's unwillingness to fulfill it." The

initiative is not in his place.

Cheng Jing didn't resist working for Jiang Pengji, but she was not the one she is now.

Wei Cidao said, "Senior brother, wouldn't it be a pity?" I was letting down the good time.

If the world is peaceful, Cheng Jing will be extremely difficult to be reused, and will he not be depressed in the future?

Cheng Jing said, "One Wei Ci, one Yang Si, one Han Yu, and one Cheng Jing is no less."

Huang Song's account is the only one in the Yuan family, and he sees how great the harm is.

If Langya's line is completely enlarged, wouldn't Jiang Pengji really feel that it is difficult to sing alone?

It would be better to retreat from the rapids, to be quiet, and it will not be too late to leave the office when the world is peaceful.

Cheng Jing looked down and said, "...I want to be quiet...If Zixiao is fine, I won't be welcome."

1338: Cutting Huang Song, Dongqing Unification (Seventy Nine)

Wei Ci got up to leave, walked to the tabernacle and paused. He said, "Huang Songs life experience is not hidden from the lord."

Cheng Jing is a big brother Wei Ci, but Jiang Pengji is Wei Cis lord and beloved. , There is a difference between closeness, public and private.

"It's okay."

Cheng Jing's eyes closed lightly, not surprisingly Wei Ci's choice. It would be strange if Wei Ci helped Huang Song conceal it.

Countless thoughts flashed in Wei Ci's mind, and the scenes of the previous life were quickly skipped in front of him, and finally turned into a sigh.

In his previous life, he was very curious about why Huang Song was only the heir of an eunuch, but Cheng Jing's eyes were blue, and the Cheng clan members did not object.

However, the brothers were so fateful that Wei Ci didn't even catch up with Cheng Jing's funeral, let alone find Cheng Jing to solve his confusion.

If Huang Song was the last descendant of the former royal family, everything would make sense.

Wei Ci hurriedly went to find Jiang Pengji. The latter had just finished taking a bath, wearing a moon-white bedclothes, and a generous warm cloak over his shoulders. Crow's long blue hair was scented with water vapor and the fragrance just after the shower. When Wei Ci passed by, she was sitting on the couch, wiping her wet hair sideways.

"What's the matter

with Zixiao ?" Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci while twisting the ends of her hair with a dry cloth towel.

In the light of orange candlelight, Jiang Pengji's profile looks like a soft filter, and the soft color of his eyebrows makes Wei Ci's heart beat.

Wei Ci seemed to be calm and salute, and greeted respectfully, and then he started to explain his intentions.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Pengji's hair, and the latter looked at the wet hair and then at Wei Ci, and handed out the cloth towel.

Wei Ci stayed on the spot for a while, knelt down beside her, raised his hand to take the cloth towel in her hand, and carefully wiped her wet hair.

His movements are very gentle, as if every strand of hair is a treasure to him, compared to Jiang Pengji's movements are much more rude.

"Just now Caici went to visit senior brother Cheng Jing. He heard a message during the conversation, and the lord should also listen to it."

Jiang Pengji crossed his legs at random, resting his elbows on his knees, looking relaxed.

"The news? What news is so important that it is worth your special trip, or is it this time?"

If it is not important news, how could Wei Ci find himself in this ambiguous time?

Isn't this to send "gut" into the tiger's mouth?

Wei Ci said, "About Huang Song's life experience."

Jiang Pengji frowned and asked in confusion, "Begao's life experience? What is special about his life experience?"

She has no family opinion, but she also knows Huang Song. His origin is very much criticized, is there any reversal here?

Wei Ci whispered, "On the bright side, Huang Song is the successor of Dongqing's permanent attendant Huang Tan. He was born in the Yuan family. In fact, there is another article. According to the brother, Huang Song's ancestor was actually the emperor of the last emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty. Ji. Back then, Great Xia destroyed the country and the world was divided into five cents. The royal family was almost wiped out. Only the ancestors of the Cheng family were grateful for the old grace and desperately took the infant Emperor Ji out of the palace and placed it next to the Cheng family. Many years later, this Emperor Ji married into the Yuan clan. The branch that Emperor Ji is in is Huang Song, so he is a descendant of the royal family."

Jiang Pengji said, "Why haven't I heard about this?"

Wei Ci used his fingers to comb her wet hair, and said, "The identity of the descendant of the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty, once stabbed out, will definitely invite annihilation. It is reasonable for the Cheng family to be tight-lipped. Senior brother assists Huang Song, Huang Song's identity It also accounts for part of the reason."

Jiang Pengji recalled Cheng Jing's temperament, and Wei Ci's words were as true as 90%.

But-

Jiang Pengji said, "The great ancestor of the Great Xia Dynasty is also from a very young age, right? Cheng Jing is so persistent to the descendants of the Xia Dynasty royal family? It doesn't make sense." On the heels

, Huang Song is also some distance away from "orthodox".

Wei Ci knew that some of his lord's history was not very good, and he was not surprised. Instead, he was considerate and gave her science popularization. "The lord doesn't know something. Although the great ancestor of the Great Xia imperial family has a very young background, his ancestors are also prominent and rich, with extremely background. Big--"

According to the history of this time and space, the recent history includes the chaotic times of the Sixteen Kingdoms, the Great Xia Dynasty, the Five Kingdoms, and today's chaotic times.

Before the Sixteen Kingdoms, the Central Plains had a 367-year reunification, called "Northern Chen".

The genealogy of the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty can be traced back to the Northern Chen royal family, and the history of the Cheng family's fortune is also counted from the Northern Chen Zhongxing period.

After listening carefully, Jiang Pengji laughed and said, "I didn't expect Bergao to have such an ancestor. Then he knew about this?"

Wei Ci shook his head and said, "Mostly he didn't know. If he knew, he would have used this to reverse the outside world. View it."

In the age of birth and footwork, it is better to fight against your ancestors. Even if your ancestors have already entered the soil for ancient times, they can still protect future generations from public opinion. If Huang Song can bless this super halo, how could he bear the stigma of the eunuch's grandson for many years?

Jiang Pengji smiled, "If I were Bogao, I wouldn't say it even if I knew it."

Wei Ci asked, "Why?"

Jiang Pengji said, "How can such an important card surface come out in the first place? The world's evaluation of him is so unbearable, even if he can dig out his genealogy to prove his identity, outsiders will not believe it. They will only believe the facts they have determined, and instead slander Huang Song's unscrupulous and slanderous ancestors in order to build momentum. Wait for him Once you have achieved a certain

level, it will be better to show up when you look down on one side.

That's the case, but Huang Song really doesn't know about it now, and Cheng Jing also intends to talk about it when the time is right.

It's just -

Cheng Jing can't wait for this opportunity.

Jiang Pengji raised his hand and pushed the long hair behind his ear, with a small smile on the corner of her lips, as if she didn't take the news that Wei Ci had said to her heart.

Wei Ci asked, "How does the lord plan to deal with Huang Song?"

Jiang Pengji said, "It's a friend anyway, I don't plan to kill him. How to deal with it, the decision is in his own hands."

"The lord meant to let him go? "Wei Ci said, "Chopping the grass without removing the roots, the lord knows...there is endless trouble."

Jiang Pengji played with her hair and smiled, "Naturally, I won't let him go easily. There is no free lunch in the world. He wants to keep it." I should pay something for my life and my family's lives. I guarantee that his future troubles will not become a threat to me in the future."

There is only one life, if it is gone, it will be gone. It only depends on whether Huang Song is willing to pay for it.

A glimmer of doubt flashed through Wei Ci's eyes, and he didn't know what solution his father had thought of.

"I'm going to talk to Bergao. If he responds, what if I let him go? If he doesn't, for the sake of friendship in previous years, I will give him a decent way to die." Jiang Pengji caught He grabbed the half-dry hair and said, "By the way, what is Cheng Jing's attitude?"

Wei Ci said vaguely, "He supports orthodoxy."

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "What if I become orthodox?"

Wei Ci said. "Leader-in-chief drive."

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Then you can help me tell him, at most seven years, so that he will be ready."

1339: Cut Huang Song, Dongqing unified (80)

Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci to dry her hair, and casually touched a cyan hair rope to tie the smooth long hair behind him.

This outfit greatly reduced the original aura, but added a touch of softness, giving it an unprecedented touch of daughter's charm.

"Will Zixiao be curious about the method I used to solve the hidden danger of Bergao?"

Wei Ci nodded honestly. He was really curious, but he couldn't ask deeply about some things, so he could only bury his doubts in his heart.

"Then Xiaoxiao might as well accompany me." Jiang Pengji stood up and neatly draped the clothes on his shoulders. He smiled and said, "I go to see Bo Gao like this, if I don't follow people around, I might be wondering what will happen outside. The scandal." When it comes

to scandals, the two of them really had trouble before, but no one took it seriously.

Wei Ci lowered his eyes, noncommittal, but the curvature of the corners of his lips exposed his heart.

"By the way, remember to bring a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a few more papers."

Jiang Pengji leisurely stepped on the clogs to see Huang Song, and Wei Ci followed suit. The patrol soldier saw the two of them and saluted them.

"Begao shouldn't be asleep right now?"

Wei Ci smiled, "Once he was a captive of the lord, he was so hearted that he

would not be able to sleep ." Huang Song did not fall asleep, and tossed and chewed. Jiang Pengji said that "how can I know if it is a difficult or simple problem without trying".

He was not sure what Jiang Pengji meant. It was not that he was stupid, but he just couldn't believe it.

What is the reason for letting him go?

Because of the so-called "young friendship"?

This kind of excuse also deceives ignorant people. In the face of interest entanglement, all emotions must be avoided.

If Jiang Pengji is a sentimental person, he may have some credibility, but this person can't be more sensible and can't easily use emotions.

He thought about it and thought it was better to commit suicide. As long as he died, Jiang Pengji would not kill his old officials, and at the same time would treat his family members well. No misfortune to wives and children, dignified princes will not easily treat orphans and widows for the sake of face!

Xu Pei's family is the best example.

Han Yu also entered the tent of Jiang Pengji, and he would take care of the old master's family and children. Not to mention the beautiful scenery, at least it is safe and worry-free.

Huang Song's mood at this time is somewhat similar to that of Jiang Pengji back then.

She was betrayed and slandered by her companions, and the Federation secretly arrested her. Her first reaction was to resist the arrest by force and go single-handedly to hunt down the real murderer.

As a federal fighter, she naturally trusted it, but because of the interest disputes involved, this trust had to be questioned.

"I guessed you didn't sleep--" After

Jiang Pengji entered the account, he happened to see Huang Song staring at the sword on the table, and smiled without changing his face.

Behind her followed Wei Ci and a few logistical staff, who were carrying utensils for barbecue shabu-shabu in their hands, as well as many ingredients.

Huang Song looked up and was stunned.

What posture?

Jiang Pengji said, "I'm looking for you for supper, I'm hungry."

Huang Song: "..."

Jiang Pengji raised his hand and threw the sword to Wei Ci, and said casually, "Bo Gao, is this sword expensive?"

"This sword was given by grandfather when Song was crowned. Although it is not precious, it is of extraordinary significance."

Jiang Pengji said, "It turned out to be a gift from the elders? If you let the elders know that the sword he gave ended your life, I will not It's better." As he

was talking, the boss tidied up the table, set up the baking tray and Wen Ding.

The ingredients are placed on a separate shelf, and someone else lights Wen Ding on fire and pours the base material that has adjusted the flavor.

"It's a pity that alcohol is forbidden in the army. Otherwise, you can still have a midnight snack while drinking small wine."

Jiang Pengji sat opposite Huang Song, while Wei Ci sat behind her.

"Lanting is here this time, what is the so-called?" Huang Song did not have the appetite to move chopsticks, and said directly, "If you have anything, you might as well say it."

Jiang Pengji moved the chopsticks and clamped the ingredients into the boiling pot, and smiled, "I'm waiting for you. In my sixtieth year, I dont know if I have a chance to have a meal."

Huang Song's expression changed, "What does Lan Ting mean?"

"I don't like reluctance, and you also know my temperament." Jiang Pengji said, "If you die Ive decided, Im thinking about friendship in previous years, and Ill do everything right behind you. If you still have the idea of ​​survival, Im not a narrow-minded person who cant be tolerated.

Huang Song knows it so clearly. Her true attitude.

For a long time -

"For hidden dangers, it's best to cut grass and roots. You keep such a hidden danger... When does Lanting have the kindness of a woman?"

"The kindness of a woman, the bravery of a man, when did you see this kind of thing in me? "Jiang Pengji said, "I am willing to keep you, and naturally I am prepared. You and I have three chapters. If you can, I will naturally have this measure to accommodate you."

Jiang Pengji's solution is to make an agreement with Huang Song , He must pay a certain amount of freedom and rights as a price for his life.

Huang Song was silent.

"I would like to ally with you blood, and each swear a blood oath, you don't have to worry about my blood before it dries!"

Huang Song's complexion changed, and the expression in Jiang Pengji's eyes was thick and complicated.

She is serious!

Huang Song realized this clearly for the first time.

Nothing is good in this era, but the moral bottom line is high, and the spirit of contract is very important, and it can bind both parties after making an oath.

One side is the first to deviate from the covenant, and the moral level is untenable, and the other can rush to kill without being condemned by public opinion.

To be clear, both parties sign a contract and abide by each other.

The content of the contract must be biased towards Jiang Pengji, and Huang Song is the bound party.

It is not enough to have the pledge. Jiang Pengji wants to make everyone know about this pledge, not only to restrain Huang Song, but also to restrain his former officials! It's nothing to let Huang Song live, what she wants is Huang Song to live well so that his former minister dare not have a trace of dissatisfaction!

Jiang Pengji smiled, "If Bogao is willing, we can discuss the content of the pledge while eating."

Huang Song smiled bitterly and said, "Lanting's mind is really... meticulous."

Jiang Pengji turned his head and said, "Then trouble Zixiao Gang. I'm writing."

Wei Ci responded.

The content of the contract is biased towards Jiang Pengji, but it is not unacceptable to Huang Song, and it is even more relaxed than expected. The three generations of Huang Song could not control the real power, but the great-grandchildren could enter official positions through normal channels, and Huang Song himself would be promoted by honour in the future, and his title was inherited for three generations. Losing rights and a certain amount of freedom in exchange for peace and wealth for the rest of his life.

For the defeated, this ended well.

It is much better than Xu Pei's family who has lost the asylum of the head of the family and lives tremblingly.

Huang Songzai carefully read the ten-page "contract" drafted by Wei Ci and asked a question.

"Children and grandchildren can't enter official positions, what about daughters?"

Jiang Pengji said, "If your daughter is capable, naturally."

In today's climate, men have far more political rights than women, so Jiang Pengji restricted Huang Song and his descendants for three generations.

After all, she was an old friend, and she didn't want the Huang Song family, who had no real power, to be underestimated, so she left room.

As long as Huang Song's daughter and granddaughter are in official positions, old ministers who don't believe him will not rely on their past love and support.

In this way, this group of people can't say anything about women entering official positions.

Wei Ci: "..." The lord is in the next big game.

1340: Ashamed of Blood (1)

Jiang Pengji had a full meal, got up and left with Wei Ci.

She found that Wei Ci was a little silent from the beginning, he was still holding the pile of "contracts" in his arms, as if thinking deeply about something.

Jiang Pengji stopped quickly. Wei Ci didn't hold his foot for a while, but bumped into him abruptly. The former did not respond, but Wei Ci didn't stabilize the center of gravity and took two steps back. He woke up and quickly confessed his sins. Jiang Pengji asked him, "What does Zixiao think?"

Wei Ci will hide from others, but he will not hide the person in front of him. As long as she asks, he knows everything can be said. .

He said, "Ci is thinking about the lord's intentions——"

Jiang Pengji looked at him first, and chuckled, "What can I do?"

Wei Ci analyzed, "The lord and Huang Songxin's blood is an alliance, just from the surface. , This covenant is not to restrain Huang Song but the lord."

Huang Song has been defeated, and the lord wants him to live or die. As the defeated, Huang Song can resist?

Jiang Pengji not only kept Huang Songs life, but also a blood ally with him. Huang Song lost his rights and a certain degree of freedom, but he and his family no longer have any worries. As long as their family is in peace, whether it is the lord or the future new owner, No one can touch Huang Song's family. A mere covenant to preserve the lives of three generations of Huang Song, waiting for the birth and growth of great-grandchildren, that is also a matter of fifty to sixty years later.

Fifty or sixty years say long is not long, short is not short, the world is changing, who knows what the future will be?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this covenant is not only not a bad thing for Huang Song, but a great thing for him.

However-

Wei Ci smelled a different breath. Huang Song's words "children and grandchildren can't be official, where's my daughter" inspired him.

The idle clan has no rights, and the life is not as good as the ordinary little gentry, not to mention that Huang Song and Jiang Pengji competed for the world.

Without the right and unable to enter an official position, what is the use of just being titled?

In order to keep the lintel, Huang Song's line had to expend efforts to train his daughters and even granddaughters to help them enter the official career.

Huang Song's old minister, seeing the interests and immediate interests in the past, will not only not hinder them, but will promote them behind the scenes.

In 50 or 60 years, the power structure of the imperial court has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The female emperor came to the throne, and the troubled times could be fought with force. After peace, the hundred officials still hoped that the male heir would inherit the throne.

The risk of female childbirth is too great, and no one can guarantee that female childbearing will not be in danger.

For hundreds of officials, male heirs are not hindered by physiological birth, they are more likely to survive, and are more effective in stabilizing the court.

In addition, the weight of women in the court is too light, which is also one of the difficulties that hinders the female emperor's inheritance system.

Wei Ci guessed with a trembling heart.

Is this paving the way for the future Royal Highness?

In those days, the maternal grandmother was set up, and the previous inheritance mechanism was overturned. His Majesty Wei Ci underwent a lot of pressure, so he made arrangements early in this life?

Thinking of his daughter in the previous life, Wei Ci couldn't help but feel a fever in his eyes.

Although His Majesty resisted the pressure to set up a madam, Baiguan had always questioned Jiang Yan. She could only shut up those people if she did nothing wrong. It is conceivable that from birth to adulthood, what kind of pressure this heir of the link bears.

Wei Ci wondered, if the lord paved the way for her now, Yan'er would be under less pressure in the future...should it be less?

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "I am not willing to suffer from anything. I give Bo Gao a sweetness, naturally so that he can repay me more." After

hearing this, Wei Ci became more sure of his guess.

"The lord's meaning--" Wei Ci almost bit his tongue, not knowing the words. "You

think-- " Jiang Pengji said, "I heard you talk about her."

Wei Ci's eyes were surprised.

"Back when Han Mei and Wan'er got married, you were drunk, and you warned the Fengyou of the Zishi family not to harm Yan'er. That child is called Jiang Yan?"

Wei Ci's heart was beating, and he couldn't remember the incident at all.

Jiang Pengji smiled secretly, her ears were amazing, how could the little movement of Wei Ci be hidden from her ears?

There is a daughter named Jiang Yan, and a child named Feng You in Fengzhen's family is still in love with her. She is quite satisfied with this wave of spoilers.

Wei Ci admitted, "Yes, her name is Jiang Yan."

Jiang Pengji said, "That must be a very good child."

"He was born very much like the lord, but his temperament is not very similar. Yan'er has a more reserved and deep temperament, only ten years old. Then he can leave the cabinet to give lectures."

Even Wei Ci, he couldn't figure out the thoughts of this daughter. As the only heir to the new dynasty, apart from herself, no one else could imagine how much pressure she was carrying on her shoulders. Wei Ci could only accompany her to study as much as possible and teach her knowledge——

【Every time I see Taifu, Gu always feels very at ease. Those who only drop their book bags are lonely and unhappy. 】

【They have never been emperors, how do they know what the emperor should do? It will only follow the script, and those lonely ones will be memorized. ]

His statement is Jiang Yan when he was four years old, this is her rare wayward words, normally acting style is very stable.

In contrast, Wei Cong is more like a child.

When Wei Ci realized that Jiang Yan and Yan had grown up, he found out in a daze that the child had grown into another appearance, the most qualified heir.

"Is it introverted and deep?" Jiang Pengji said, "It looks more like you."

What kind of temper she is, she knows in her heart that the future daughter will have a calm character.

Wei Ci said, "The lord is paving the way for Yan'er this time?"

"Previous lives and this life are different. If you and I have children in the future, I don't know if it is Yan'er." Jiang Pengji said calmly, "It's just that some things should be prepared as soon as possible. Whether it is Yan'er or not, it is our daughter. Huang Song here Family, for her. For this point, I can accommodate Bo Gao."

She is not only fond of Huang Song, but also Huang Song's old ministers. Good operation must be a boost.

Now that you know the difficulties you may face in the future and make arrangements early, you will have less pressure in the future.

Wei Cidao, "Parents love sons, and they have far-reaching plans."

Jiang Pengji smiled and blinked, "The relationship between you and me is still innocent. There are still seven years to be promoted to parents. Zixiao will not let me wait."

Wei Ci: "..." I

never forget to tease, the master's style of painting is really different from that of his previous life.

Jiang Pengji said, "Apart from Jiang Yan, do you and I have other children?"

Wei Ci paused for a moment, and whispered, "There is still a son, named Wei Cong, with the words...Ting Zhang."

Hearing the two children Jiang Pengji knew the meaning of the surname and first name.

She didn't ask in depth, but went back to her camp.

According to her observations, the two children are probably pains Wei Ci's heart. Let's talk about this later.

On the second day, Jiang Pengji summoned everyone to talk about her blood alliance with Huang Songxin.

Everyone frowned. They all agreed to destroy Huang Song, but it was not impossible for the lord to keep Huang Song.

When they read the content of the covenant, the only objection was gone.