retaliate

Chapter 339 Gifts, Killing

More than five hundred riders were dumbfounded.

"Didn't Yeli's mother-in-law say that Yang Gou only brought a hundred or so riders here to spy?"

"We were lied to!"

"withdraw!"

Under the banner, Tu Chang looked at Yang Xuan, "Can the second child have a future?"

"Yes!" Yang Xuan smiled, "Second brother!"

"Hey!" Wang Erer, who was wondering what to do, responded loudly.

"I'll give you five hundred horses, kill them all!"

The left and right wings have already outflanked the past.

The enemy army has collapsed.

Wang Lao Er happily led the people to set off.

"Remember to command!" Seeing him rushing forward alone, the old thief couldn't help but have black lines all over his head like a pup having fun.

"Never mind." Yang Xuan glanced at Tu Chang.

As Yang Xuan's identity continued to change, so did changes within this small group.

For example, Cao Ying and Nan He gradually had some distance from these people around Yang Xuan. This distance can be felt, but it cannot be described in specific words.

"Lang Jun, a faction has formed." The old thief reminded Yang Xuan in a low voice that there were signs of a faction inside.

This is just a few people, if you become an emperor in the future...

Yang Xuan thought of the false emperor, the Tang Dynasty is huge and has distinct classes.There are countless groups in every class, and the interests of these groups need to be balanced.

Damn!

The emperor is not so easy to do.

Wang Laoer's first command was a failure.

He only cared about his own charge, and from time to time chopped off a few heads and threw them behind him.But today, no one pays for the head, and the two disciples of the beggar gang repeatedly reminded him to no avail, so they simply avoided it.

"One!"

"Two!"

Wang Laoer's cheerful voice echoed on the grassland, and following the voice, bloody heads flew around.

He didn't care about things, and the soldiers below naturally followed suit.

The five hundred cavalry were killed in a mess, fortunately the enemy army was in a state of rout, otherwise a counterattack, Yang Xuan felt that today's military law would have to be broken.

The old thief deliberately asked Tu Chang, "How is the second child's command?"

Tu Chang praised: "It seems to be disorderly, but it is like an antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace to be found. It is really a genius in using soldiers."

The old thief retreated, "Your Majesty, the villain's skin is not as thick as Tu Chang's."

"What do you want to say?" Yang Xuan said indifferently: "Are you worried that he will confuse the second child?"

The old thief chuckled, "The second child is innocent, didn't you find out? With the second child, even Lao Cao and the others would let go of their minds, and we people also let go. If the second child is not there, the atmosphere will be a little gloomy .”

"A group of old ghosts are full of conflicts of interest, and they need a spoiler."

Cao Ying is an old ghost, the old thief is an old ghost, and Yiniang is a master of palace fighting, so it goes without saying... Tu Chang is better, but this old man probably can kill even the emperor...

Just me a normal person.

Yang Xuan felt that it was difficult to be the protagonist, not only to coordinate the relationship, but also to observe the words and expressions.

"Tell me, when will I be decisive in killing, what will happen?"

"The villain will probably run."

"Where are you going?"

"Build the mausoleum for Mr. Lang!"

"Are you here to repair the mausoleum?" Yang Xuan felt that this was not a good idea.

The old thief said confidently: "If a villain comes to repair and keep the tomb of Mr. Lang safe for thousands of years, those tomb robbers can only look at the coffin and sigh."

Yes!

This is an expert in tomb robbery, and the mausoleum built with his vision will most likely be able to piss off those generals Faqiu.

Yang Xuan was a little moved.

"But I'm not yet twenty."

Building a mausoleum at this age makes me panic when I think about it.

"Lang Jun's words are wrong. Those emperor's mausoleums can be repaired for decades."

"That's probably a fool."

Many emperors began to work on their mausoleums after ascending the throne, which lasted for many years.

How much would it cost to build a mausoleum for decades?

"Lang Jun!"

Wang Laoer came back covered in blood from the killing and asked for credit.

"Go back and roast the whole lamb!"

"it is good!"

Wang Lao Er was overjoyed.

"Second, come!"

Tu Chang beckoned, and when Wang Laoer came over, he took him to the back.

A voice floated over: "You have to fight properly, you should have led your subordinates to pull out an arrow array earlier."

"What is the front arrow array?"

The old thief said with a smile: "The second child almost asked if it was delicious."

Yang Xuan smiled.

"Front arrow formation... Didn't Mr. Lang teach you?"

Tu Chang narrowed his eyes, thinking that this is wrong.

"Teached."

"Then why don't you?"

"Lang Jun taught me, I was thinking about things."

"Thinking about what?"

"Want to eat."

Tu Chang: "..."

The old thief gloated, "Tu Chang looks like he is going to teach the second son the art of war, some people will see."

On the subsequent journey, Tu Chang had been teaching Wang Laoer Tu's art of war.

"I remember." Wang Lao Er's level of concentration in cultivation can shame the world, but he has no patience in learning the art of war.

"Hey! Stop, there is another one!" Tu Chang was chasing after him.

The old thief stroked his beard, "Why did this old man think of the scene where the grandfather chased his grandson to feed him?"

These days, the art of war is the job of a person, and the Tu family was born as the founding general of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. If someone else had such an opportunity, he would probably kneel down immediately and call for his grandson to pay homage to Ah Weng.

But Wang Lao Er ran very fast.

Li Han appeared next to Yang Xuan at some point, and said faintly: "I haven't learned the art of war, but I know one thing, the art of war is a group of people fighting each other. Will the second child... know how to fight?"

Yang Xuan: "..."

The old thief sighed: "It's true."

Wang Laoer who knows how to intrigue is not Wang Laoer.

Unlocking the knot, the old thief looked at Tu Chang with a little playfulness in his eyes, and shouted: "Grab the second child and beat him hard!"

The front is not far from the royal court in the south of the town.

"say hi?"

Riders appeared ahead.

Three hundred rangers, this means alert.

Li Han said: "Newly established in the south of the town, the strength is insufficient. If the whole army attacks, we will all be cavalry. If we fight, we will run away. They can't afford to lose. If they don't attack, He Lianchun will not be able to explain it."

King Wei said: "This is the little daughter-in-law, who is getting angry everywhere."

Li Han's heart moved, "We could have avoided this place, but Zitai, you insisted on going this way... You just want to deter the south of the town?"

"Let them know the identity of their young daughter-in-law, and Chen Zhou will have less trouble in the future."

Xin Wuji appeared.

"What is Shijun Yang doing here?"

King Wei said in a low voice, "Just blackmail."

Li Han said with a smile: "This is a poor and scumbag tribe, what are you blackmailing?"

Yang Xuan said in a deep voice: "Is there someone named Ye Li in your department?"

"Have!"

"He led the army to attack at night and was defeated. Then he and his wife ambushed Yang and died. But his wife escaped...Xin Wuji, hand her over!"

"Dunzhu actually did such a big thing?" Someone exclaimed.

Xin Wuji said forcefully, "Don't even think about it!"

"Second child!" Yang Xuan shouted, pointing with his index finger.

Xin Wuji was beaten by him, so he should take care of it for a while.The follow-up depends on his ability.If he can make Chenzhou prosper, then Xin Wuji's ambition can only be suppressed by himself.

If he is incapable, let alone Xin Wuji, any Wuji will be eccentric.

This is the general trend.

Wang Laoer rode his horse and rushed out.

Someone on Xin Wuji's side wanted to gather troops.

"We can't afford it!"

Xin Wuji stopped his subordinates and rode over alone.

The two started to accelerate.

The war horses staggered past.

Bah!
Wang Laoer split Xin Wuji's fist with one punch, turned his fist into a finger, tapped Xin Wuji's chest, and then went back.

Xin Wuji reined in his horse and shook his head.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, bursting with murderous intent.

He didn't have much confidence in saying this before, but now it's different.

The governor of Chenzhou said that he wanted to kill Xin Wuji, and that someone else would have to keep his eyes open at night.

"Hand over Dunzhu!"

Xin Wuji shook his head again.

"Not afraid of death?" Yang Xuan sneered and raised his hand.

Madan, where is the person who advised you?
My lord must not!
That's when the warlock comes in.

But Lao Cao guarded his base camp in Lin'an.

The one who can be called a counselor here is Li Han.

But Li Han didn't know the identity of Xin Wuji's undercover agent.

Tu Chang sighed behind him.

He didn't want to care about it at first, but the future of the second child still has to depend on this man, so the old man will extend his hand!
He reached out.

Snapped!
Pat on Yang Xuan's arm.

"My lord, we still have to see the emperor's uncle, peace is the most precious thing."

The old thief didn't know what he was thinking, but now he realized that he had neglected his duty... His greatest ambition was to counterattack Cao Yi's position as a counselor and become the chief military advisor beside Mr. Lang.

"Lang Jun, absolutely not!"

Motherfucker!
This says as much as it doesn't.

But there are steps.

Yang Xuan sneered, "Forget it, I will spare your life today."

The southern part of the town is newly established, but the people's hearts are not attached, so the Chenzhou army is very confident in this battle.

But it is true that as Li Han said earlier, even if he wins, so what? The bones are still clean.

Therefore, harmony is precious.

"Where is Dunzhu?"

A carriage came slowly.

There were several children of different sizes in the carriage, a dark man was driving the carriage, and Dunzhu was riding a horse.

Dunzhu said: "Go back, Khan!"

Xin Wuji rode his horse back, and everyone greeted him.

"Khan!"

Xin Wuji risked his life to stop Yang Xuan's subordinates, just to protect the enemy's woman, this responsibility makes people feel admirable.

Xin Wuji said, "Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, gasped and said, "Yang Gou throws a mouse, we are safe."

Ahead, Dundup's children were a little scared.

"Get married today?" Yang Xuan asked.

Dhondup nodded, "A home without a man is like losing a tent."

Yang Xuan threw something over.

The rangers of the Kibo Department were lost by the First World War, and their morale plummeted.

The credit goes to Dunzhu, so Yang Xuan came here to send a congratulatory gift.

Dunzhu took the thing, which was a piece of jade pendant.

"Thank you."

"Have a good life!"

Yang Xuan rode his horse back.

"let's go!"

After walking far away, Yang Xuan turned his head and saw Xin Wuji surrounded by a group of people, the atmosphere was very lively.

With such a move, Xin Wuji's prestige will soar again.

Acting is not easy, but the box office is not bad.

"Zitai, you are being kind and soft today." Li Han thought that Yang Xuan could change his name to Yang Charity.

"Today is not suitable for killing people." Yang Xuan said casually.

Li Han fell a little further back, walking alongside King Wei.

"Why did you go to find Tu Chang earlier?"

"He is not loyal to Yang Xuan, I think, if I can pull him over..."

"Do you really want to kill the emperor?"

"If it can be killed, I don't think it's a bad thing."

The relationship between the father and son was very complicated. Li Mi hadn't paid much attention to King Wei since he was a child, and let his son float and sink in his backyard.

Unlike Prince Yue, who had the queen's backing, King Wei's growth path was very rough and bumpy. If he hadn't been born with supernatural power, he might have already fallen in those palace battles.

Li Han knew that King Wei had no father-son relationship with the emperor, "The emperor has many good fighters around him, no matter how powerful Tu Chang is, he can't break through those good fighters and fight all the way to Liyuan."

King Wei suddenly said: "Back then there was a horned dragon guard who honored the emperor...it's a pity."

The old thief and Wang Laoer muttered a few words, and went to look for Yang Xuan.

"The second child said that Xin Wuji stopped."

"He's trying to play tough."

"If the second child had made a heavy hand at that time, he would have really wiped out the southern part of the town today."

"I thought about it."

The old thief shuddered.

"Just thinking about supporting anyone is the end, so keep him."

Xin Wuji returned to the tent.

"Go out!"

He only left the nail buried by Yang Xuan, a guard.

"Today, the master is showing mercy." Xin Wuji said calmly: "You can tell the master, anyone who has reached my level, holds a large army, and has countless herdsmen under his command...I am not a god, so I will be tempted every day."

The guard said coldly: "So you want to stand on your own?"

Xin Wuji smiled and said: "Of course I want to, otherwise what use is the power? But what the master said is good, if he beats me once, he will naturally be able to defeat me the second time. Tell the master, I will guard the town for him." South."

The guard asked: "People's hearts are unpredictable, if you have a different heart again..."

Xin Wuji said: "If so, you can report to the master."

"No, I will kill you!"

"you?"

"I know I must die."

"Then why don't you report it?"

"After a while, if the news doesn't reach Lin'an, the master will naturally know that something has changed."

"You can't kill me!"

"Master said that it's good for others to do whatever they want, as long as they don't kill him. If I die, Master will be with you...until death!"

……

A tent appeared in the depths of the grassland.

Scouts kept coming and going, and rangers occasionally appeared.

The food and flocks accompanying the army are all around, like clouds floating on the grassland.

A group of scouts came, surrounded by more than ten riders.

The leading man looked arrogant, and when he got off his horse outside the big tent, he said to the people who came to greet him, "Where is the emperor?"

It was Helianyan who came to meet her. She recognized the envoy, Yelugu, who was a close minister of Helianfeng.

"Uncle Huang's legs and feet have been inconvenient recently, so he couldn't come to meet him in time, so the messenger made atonement."

"domineering!"

Yelugu walked into the big tent with a flick of his sleeves.

The obese uncle sat there, looking like a mountain of meat.

"I have seen the messenger." Uncle Huang reluctantly got up.

Yelugu sneered and said, "Uncle Huang is so arrogant."

Uncle Huang smiled wryly, and a golden rooster appeared, his left ankle was swollen high.

Yelugu didn't sit down either, "Your Majesty has orders."

Uncle Huang and He Lianyan, who followed in, stood with hands tied.

Yelugu said: "Your Majesty ordered me to supervise the attack on Chenzhou. Uncle Emperor, where are the three major armies?"

He Lianyan's heart turned cold... The emperor actually sent a supervising army, which meant to attack the emperor's uncle!
Uncle Huang smiled wryly, "Three big books are not very obedient..."

His voice was so low that Yelugu couldn't hear him clearly, so he stepped forward, "What did you say?"

"This king..."

Uncle Huang clutched his left foot, showing pain on his face.

Yelugu took another step forward.

Uncle Huang pointed to his feet, "Look!"

The table was separated, and Yelugu couldn't see anything, so he approached and leaned over to probe.

Uncle Huang flicked his left hand, and a rope wrapped around Yelugu's neck like a poisonous snake.

With a pull of his hands, Yelugu lay on the desk.

"Swallow!"

Uncle Huang panted and shouted: "Why don't you hurry up and help?"

He Lianyan was stunned, "Uncle Emperor!"

Uncle Emperor struggled to tighten the rope, Yelugu's throat made a gurgling sound, and he patted the table with his hands.

Helianyan hurried up, put one knee on Yelugu's back, and cut his hands behind him.

The emissary with a good cultivation base struggled again for a while, and slowly let go of his hands.

The body relaxes.

(End of this chapter)