please make me king

Chapter 1360 The Lobbyist

"Mr. Li, are you embarrassing me like this?" Qian Wanwan, the general who guarded Xuanfu Xiaxilu Chaigou Fort, couldn't help frowning when he saw Li Guoliang, the former general of Xuanfu.

"If you are just passing by, I have the right to pretend that I can't see it, and I can justify it."

"Now you and my two countries are at war, and you come to my territory swaggeringly, how can you make me feel like this?"

Li Guoliang didn't expect this guy to have such an attitude, and he couldn't help being angry, but considering that life and death are at the mercy of life, he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest Song Xiance took a step forward and said with a smile: "You are a small general, you have nothing to do here."

"Oh?" Qian Wanwan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and suddenly became murderous, and asked in a tone-deaf manner, "How do you say that?"

"You" Li Guoliang couldn't help feeling very regretful when he saw this, why did you bother to tease him, because you think your life is long?
"Not much to say, this time we passed by Baodi, just to give a gift to Zhang Weishi, the governor of the Xuanfu." Song Xiance didn't even look at him, but with a proud expression on his face, he only handed over a million dollars to him. Angry teeth itch.

"I don't know what gift it is?" Good guy, when you come to Lao Tzu's territory, the dragon must be coiled, and the tiger must be lying down.

You actually dare to play tricks on me, you really hang yourself—I'm so impatient!
"Without him, the seventh son of the old slave, spare the head of Baylor Abatay!" Song Xiance sneered, and opened a wooden box in his hand with a click.

The officer Qian Wanwan looked in subconsciously, and saw that the box was filled with white lime, and a braided head was buried in the lime.

"Is this really true?" Qian Wanwan was so frightened that his legs became weak and he could hardly stand upright.

It has been twenty years since the old slave rebelled.

But in these twenty years, the two sides have gone through so many bloody battles, so many heroes, virtuous ministers and good generals have unfortunately fallen into the hands of the old slave and Hong Tai father and son, but none of them can kill the old slave's son in turn. A bad breath.

Don't talk about other places, let's just talk about this Chaigou Fort. A few days ago, Azige, the famous king of the Eastern Captives, took this Raoyu Beile Abatay to show off outside the city, no one can stop him.

In the end, after only a month or so, this fellow died in Huangquan and his body was separated, which is really unbelievable.

"Hey, hey!" Qian Wanwan resisted the turbulent waves in his heart, and said with a cheeky face, "Old, old Taoist priest, old gentleman, hey, and the Duke of the country, what you said is very true, but there are orders, a certain one Do not follow!"

"No need, I'll be passing by here, and I still have something important to do, so I'm leaving!" I was so happy, so happy, Li Guoliang quickly took over the words when he saw this, and rejected Qian Wanwan's kindness with righteous words .

"Ah? Grandpa, Grandpa, I was wrong, can't I be wrong? Please give me a chance, give me a chance!" Qian Wanwan almost peed his pants on the spot when he heard Li Guoliang's words. He quickly hugged his thigh like a hungry tiger rushing for food, begging bitterly.

Good guy, he chopped off the opponent's Lord Baylor as soon as they fought.

Qian Wanwan looked at his old arms and legs, how could he have the confidence to offend others?
"Hey, by the way, I am also a general, I am also a general, I want to change my banner, I want to be an earl" Suddenly, Qian Wanwan remembered something, and quickly hugged Li Guoliang's thigh, shouting loudly road.

"Come on, come on, come on, hang up the apricot-yellow flag on Lao Tzu, from today onwards we will be King Shun's soldiers"

At the beginning when he heard the phrase "Come here soon", Li Guoliang also said that this person was going to make a fuss, so he quickly pulled out his waist knife, ready to chop him up.

In the end, when he heard the words behind him, he quickly changed his tune and said: "Let go, let go, if you have something to say, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Ah? Lord, Lord, look!" At this moment, a soldier hurriedly took out the apricot-yellow flag, and Qian Wanwan reached out to take it and handed it to Li Guoliang.

Li Guoliang shook it off and saw a big "Shun" written in the middle of a well-made apricot-yellow flag.

Good guy, you are already prepared, right?
This time he was completely convinced by the old Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but look at Song Xiance immediately: "This is the end, what should we do next?"

"Okay, okay, why did Mr. Qian be arrogant and respectful before? Since he has submitted to King Shun, I will be an official of the same court in the future, and we should take care of each other." Song Xiance couldn't help but helped Qian Wanwan up.

What a "Qian Jun", he immediately locked Qian Wanwan's status.

Since the Warring States period, only those with titles can be called kings.

Qian Wanwan was so overjoyed when he heard the words that he immediately asked the soldiers to clean the room and ask Li Guoliang and Song Xiance to rest.

Now is the critical time, so although Li Guoliang and Song Xiance are tired and sleepy, how can they have time to sleep?
Therefore, the two declined Qian Wanwan's persuasion, and resolutely left Chaigoubao with Ji Longfeng and others, and then rushed eastward all the way.

After passing Chaigoubao, forty miles to the east is Wanquan Zuowei.

Wanquan Zuowei is located in the upper reaches of the Yanghe River, covering the town and city, with clouds and azure on its wings, and it is also shielded from the west.

"Front Defense Examination" has a saying: Although Wei is close to the mainland, it is an east-west channel, with frequent traffic, and flood protection must be kept secret.

To put it bluntly, Wanquan Zuowei is located behind Chaigoubao, covering Xuanfu City from the west.

Once Wanquan Zuowei falls, Xuanfu City will face the military threat from the west.

Li Guoliang, as the former chief soldier of the Xuan Mansion, knew this very well. When he arrived here, he couldn't help but feel ready to try and replicate the Chai Gou Fort. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Song Xiance.

"What's the meaning of Mr. Song?" Then Li Guoliang couldn't help but a little puzzled.

"Although the status of Chaigoubao is important, it will not endanger Xuanfu; Wanquan Zuowei is the west gate of Xuanfu. If it is lost, Zhang Weishi and others will be in trouble!" Song Xiance thought for a while before explaining.

"Ah? Then we should take down Wanquan Zuowei, and then it will be easier to persuade Zhang Weishi?" Monk Li Guoliang Zhang Er asked confusedly.

"Do you have that strength?" Song Xiance was about to be overwhelmed with anger. You are a smart person. Could it be that your opponents are all fools?

"Uh, isn't this Mr. You?" Li Guoliang scratched his head, and then he remembered that there were only a dozen of them now, and they really couldn't do anything about Wanquan Zuowei.

"Me? I'm a Taoist priest, not a fairy!" Song Xiance didn't want to talk to him anymore, "You have to be sure that you can go to this city, and the old Taoist priest is still in a hurry to go to Xuanfu City."

"Ah? Then I'll go too, I'll go too!" After the Chaigoubao incident, Li Guoliang deeply realized who was the thigh, and quickly followed up.

Afterwards, Li Guoliang greeted the patrolling soldiers of Wanquan Zuowei, and then hurriedly went to Xuanfu Town.

　Good guy, another friend is getting married tomorrow. I'm working hard and paying money. If this continues, Eleven will go bankrupt.

　　The author can only say rest early today, try to update tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)