After the 110th storm

The details of the battle on the snowfield of Shahezhou were constantly transmitted to the imperial palace by the scouts hidden in the dark. The flying pigeons kept coming and going. The elite scouts lay on the snow without blinking, for fear of missing some small details to ensure that their owners can get the latest information.

When the eldest prince held the silk writing combat information, his finger joints became pale, his sharp eyebrows were twisted, and his eyebrows were dark.

Li Qingjiao died, and the second public eagle in the world also died. Why didn't the Luzhou and Quanzhou garrison he ordered to arrive on time? Normally, after layers of mantis catch cicadas and yellow finch, the greater the network force who can requisition, the greater the chance of winning.

He has been operating in Fanyang for so many years, how can he lose to Huangfu Zeyu in his network?

"Mr. Lu--" He held the silk and his fingers trembled.

"I want to ask why the lieutenants of Luzhou and Quanzhou didn't send troops?" Lu Miaobai, dressed in white, said gracefully.

"Hmm--"

"Just as it was found out, the Third Highness issued a death order, and a military law dealt with scared the captains of Quanzhou and Luzhou so much that they dared not act. Your Highness, in terms of the influence of the military world, you are far better than the Third Highness experienced with a knife and a shot at the border!" Lu Miaobai raised a long narrow eyebrow and looked at him coldly.

"Don't they even have this little eyesight? Compared with Huangfu Wu Ben, who can sit on the throne? The eldest prince's voice was full of anger.

"You sent an edict to Luzhou and Quanzhou. His Royal Highness sent people to put a whip and put a knife on their necks. Which edict order is more deterrent than their lives?" Lu Miaobai asked back.

The eldest prince was stunned. He clenched the silk in his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Wu Ben, my most inconspicuous third brother, is really bold!"

"And, Your Highness, your abacus is too loud! At first, when you told me the plan, I said the words 'rigorous and thoughtful', but you ignored an important question. Your plan took into account the time, place, the number of warriors and combat effectiveness. In terms of planning alone, it is excellent. But the battlefield is changing rapidly. How can it be according to your plan? Your plan is too tense and inflexible. You have lost the whole game. You have made a move with His Highness. Liang Xingchen, the general of Beichen, and Li Qing Qiu, the commander of the Cang navy, each took 100 horses to intercept and kill. Under Li Qing Qiu's command, there was also the second martial artist in the world in Fanyang. You are slightly better. His Highness raised 20,000 cavalry privately and has been stationed in the imperial capital city defense army. You mobilize the Luzhou and Quanzhou garrison to contain the imperial capital city defense army, and you have a better advantage. It is said that the Li family in the southwest had an agreement with the owner of Shangji City. In any case, they will protect Li Qingqi not to die. With the protection of the owner of Shangji City, Li Qingqi is almost invincible! But you didn't expect that the eunuch Guo Amon would take action. You didn't expect that the Third Highness would personally send someone to suppress your edict. You didn't expect Li Qingqi to die so easily, and the owner of Shangji City turned a deaf ear!"

Only when tactical advantages accumulate can they become strategic advantages. In terms of what should have been dominant, you have lost, and the accumulation is your disadvantage. Now in addition to the incense accumulated with your majesty, you are comparable to Your Highness!"

The eldest prince was stunned there and lost his mind.

Lu Miaobai stood up and bowed slightly to salute, "Your Highness, you have lost the battlefield now. Don't lose the temple! If the battlefield temples and halls lose, they will really lose all the game, and there is no chance of winning.

After saying that, Lu Miaobai turned around and left. The eldest prince was dizzy and confused.

"Mr. Lu, can you help me? You are pregnant with dragon-killing. You know a little about the scriptures. You know the emperor's skills. Can you help me?

"You are the most valued minister of my father. With your support, my father will definitely consider me as a prince! Sir..." The eldest prince bowed with his hands, bent down and saluted. He maintained that action for a long time and did not get up.

Lu Miaobai stopped and glanced back at him. His elegant face was calm and ruthless, watching the imperial prince bow to him.

"Your Highness, why is this?" Lu Miaobai slightly laughed at himself and said, "In those years, my father Lu Zhongtang was more talented than me. The temple was slightly more vertical and horizontal than me. Do you know what happened? If I hadn't lived in Mengyang for 20 years and understood the structure of Mengyang's regime and national strength and military strength, would His Majesty Ming Chan have been so generous to give me the title of the imperial palace, add me to the title of the throne, and take me as your image? The coolest is the imperial family, and I know it well!"

"Your Highness, for saying bluntly, Miaobai really does not want to participate in the battle for the throne of the prince. Whether it is wise to protect himself or timid and afraid of things, I will not interfere in the affairs of Huangfu's family. You can take care of yourself!" He turned his head and left without even helping the eldest prince.

The young man who has been bowing and bowing has never bowed to anyone in his life!

At this moment, his face is full of anger, like being abandoned by the whole world, abandoned by everyone, and angry with the world.

Burn the sky and boil the sea.

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Pang Zhun is dead, but his urgent order to recruit 3,000 armored soldiers has been issued, and the vast warrior came on horseback.

The first horse was the deputy general of the defense army of the imperial capital city. From afar, he saw General Pang's chest cut open a huge gap, facing the sky, and his body was frozen. He was stunned - the day before, General Pang Jun said with great enthusiasm that he wanted to become the next General Yan of the Imperial Palace and the next Lord of Salvation. How could he become a dead body in a blink of an eye?

Before looking at the general's body again, the young man holding a long ink knife looked indifferent, his handsome face was cold, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the turbulent 3,000 horses.

The deputy general raised his hand to signal the warrior behind him not to act rashly. He immediately stood up and stared at the general's body, "Who killed it?"

"Me!" The young man held the knife with his backhand and looked up at him.

"Do you know the death penalty?" The deputy gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"A defense general from the imperial capital from the fifth grade dares to show off his official prestige against the general Beichen from the fourth grade, and even commits a crime in vain attempt to kill his life and be executed according to the military law." The night stars said calmly.

The vice general was stunned and immediately realized who this young man was!

A few days ago, His Majesty rewarded a young man who tried to turn the tide in the First World War of Qinghe City. His kindness was infinite. He directly crossed the threshold of six grades and four grades, and was awarded the title of General Beichen. He was famous and unparallable for a while.

So, since this young man stands here, it means that another equally famous young man has fallen. His eyes fell on the body covered by Hu Qiu's big command, and immediately guessed that it was Li Qing Qiu's body.

Nearby hundreds of corpses criscrossed, and the naval warriors in blue were almost shot into a sieve by the strong penetration of Huang Yang's crossbow, and the air was filled with a smell of blood.

In the distance, dozens of ghost warriors who survived sat down and waited for the order immediately.

The ghost warrior represents the will of the second prince, which is not a secret in Fanyang.

And they also obeyed the will of the second prince. What should they do now?

But how can this young man kill his general and, as a deputy general, deal with his brothers? How to explain to His Royal Highness?

The deputy general hesitated for a moment and pulled out the knife, "General Beichen, you have offended!" He turned his head and ordered, "Take him down!"

The night star narrowed its coral-red eyes, "Why, you also want to rebel?"

The deputy general said in a low voice: "General Pang's death is unclear. He can't explain to His Highness and his brothers, so he has to take down the general now. When the matter comes out, if there is any offense, he is willing to plead to the general!"

With his words, several warriors have rode out of the queue and pushed towards the night stars with knives.

Ye Xingchen raised the divine knife and did not give in at all. The indifferent attitude as if he were outside made the vice general more angry.

"Since General Beichen from the fourth grade can't suppress you as a small captain from the sixth grade, can Wang Zhongli, the third grade riding general, control you?" A deep and loud voice came.

Wang Zhongli, with great achievements in the war 20 years ago, disappeared after the chaos of the first year of Mingchan. He appeared again in the Mengyang War and was awarded the title of General of Cheqi by His Majesty. He was second only to General Yan in the imperial palace in the military field of Fanyang.

The vice general's eyelids jumped straight and followed the sound. He saw a middle-aged man in a white horse and a white robe coming with a gun and a knife.

"Wang - General Wang!" The vice general's voice stam! For such a big Bodhisattva, the court will definitely not be punished if he is killed by a small six-grade lieutenant today. Although he has 3,000 cavalry, how dare he attack the general? This fierce general of the court, even the second prince can't save him!

"Since General Wang is a guarantee for General Beichen, the last general dares not offend himself." He weighed it over and over again and said, "The last general will say goodbye and truthfully report today's events to His Royal Highness!"

Confucian general Wang Zhongli nodded, and the deputy general turned his horse's head and came and left vigorously with 3,000 horses.

Night Xingchen returned the divine knife to the sheath and greeted Wang Zhongli with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

"Ha ha, don't say thank you, it means the lord of the city!" Wang Zhongli turned over and disengage, dragged his gun, and stared at the fox Qiu, "Li Qing Qiu?"

"Hmm!" Ye Xingchen nodded.

"The lord of the city finally gave up the Southwest Li family!" Wang Zhongli squatted down, lifted the fox Qiu, and looked at the handsome but dead face.

"If Li Qingqi fights with someone else today, I will definitely sacrifice my life to save him! Unfortunately, when you appeared, the lord of the city left the southwest Li family alone. Wang Zhongli came here to protect your life!"

Ye Xingchen suddenly had an illusion that he had robbed what should have belonged to Li Qing Qiu. If he didn't know the city owner's grandfather, maybe Li Qing Qiu would not have to die!

But it has come to this point, and there is no possibility of turning back.

Wang Zhongli's eyes became more and more night, and he said loudly, "Eunuch Guo!"

Ye Xingchen looked back. Guo Amon, who was dressed in a big red python robe, put his hands in his sleeves and came with a smile on his back. Xiao Wu followed him with Liu Zi on his back.

A bald head with a eagle was held like a ball by Xiao Wu and rolled over.

The night stars look around, with mixed feelings.

How many people are willing to sacrifice their lives for him? He owes too much!