Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 34

"Didn't you always say that you miss your brother? I will send you to visit relatives and relax during this trip, and inspect Zhenbei Camp by the way."

Yang Zongxi's expression was as usual, and nothing unusual could be seen.

"Where is my brother now?" Song Ruizhen was taken aback, and was quickly distracted:
"After the outbreak of the Qianzhou war, I have never received any letter from him. The last time I knew about his recent situation was a letter from Cheng'er. I don't know if he is safe now..."

"Now that the battle is at a stalemate, Rui Lin should have arrived at the Zhenbei camp. You will see him soon, so don't worry."

While speaking, Yang Zongxi lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the heavy armored cavalry around, his eyes gradually darkened:

"Ruizhen, do you know that it was in Qianzhou that my great ancestor Taizu raised troops, overthrew the Tiangan Emperor's dynasty, and laid down the unworldly foundation that now spans eight continents and four seas."

Ganzhou...

It is the place where dragons rise.

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It has been nearly two months since the countries in the Northern Territory attacked Qianzhou.

As early as a month ago, Yang Zongxian named Zhao Sheng the general of Yipin Zhenbei, led an army of 50, and sent troops to quell the chaos.

After arriving in Qianzhou, Zhao Sheng immediately began to sort out the soldiers and horses of Qianzhou, and assembled the soldiers from the prefectures and counties in various places.

Together with the 50 troops he brought, he had a total of 70 troops in his hands, stationed in a vast plain.

This place is Zhenbei Daying, less than [-] miles away from the junction of Qianzhou and the northern countries, and it takes at most an hour to drive on Qingqi.

After setting up troops, Zhao Sheng was not in a hurry to repel the invasion of the northern countries, but chose to stand still, and at the same time sent many messengers to continuously recall the stragglers who were still fighting bloody battles.

Therefore, the kingdoms of the Northern Territory were able to drive straight in, and in just over a month, they had already swallowed nearly three hundred miles of territory, and most of Qianzhou fell. Only the martial arts sects were still stubbornly resisting.

Many generals in the Zhenbei camp asked for a battle, wanting to lead their troops to fight against the invading enemy, but they were all suppressed by Zhao Sheng's words.

In winter, near the end of the new year, the permafrost is cold and hard, and bonfires are burning everywhere in the camp in the north of the town, and there is very little smoke.

Inside the Chinese army tent.

Zhao Sheng paced back and forth, his brows were furrowed, and he was a little restless.

Shen Qing was bewitched and killed the prince's son in the street. This news made him very concerned.

He was born different from ordinary people, and could sense invisible dangers. Not long after hearing the news, he felt a little nervous, as if a catastrophe was imminent.

On the battlefield that year, he relied on this intuition to escape from death many times and survived.

At the beginning, he had said that Shen Qing was just a mere girl, and could not make any big waves, but now she lacked confidence.

He is well aware of the horror of humans and demons. He was also present in the Jiaofang Division that day, watching with his own eyes that the Demon Slaying Lord took off the seventh head of the Heavenly List as if joking, and then fought with Yang Zongxian without any loss. Downwind, and finally led people away safely.

If Shen Qing grew up to that point, he could still take off his head in a joking manner.

Just when he was a little irritable, a captain rushed into the tent and knelt on one knee to salute:

"Reporting to the general, King Zunqing and his concubine have arrived outside the camp, holding the gold medal of the Holy One, accompanied by a battalion of one thousand warriors, and rewarding the three armies by the holy order."

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng's scalp suddenly went numb, and a terrifying death aura enveloped his heart, causing his hairs to explode.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes turned around, searching every corner in the tent, trying to find out where the source of danger was.

However, after a long while, there was still no movement in the big tent, and everything was as usual.

It wasn't until the sense of crisis gradually dissipated that Zhao Sheng came back to his senses, gradually calmed down the disordered breath, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and said casually: "Order all the generals above the fourth rank to follow me out of the camp to pick you up."

For Yang Zongxi, Zhao Sheng is not familiar with him, but he has heard some rumors about him. He mostly fought on the border in his early years, and returned to Beijing to be an official to enjoy peace.

It is said that in the early years, the first emperor preferred younger sons, but abolishing the elders and establishing the younger ones was the way to bring about chaos. In addition, Yang Zongxi was mediocre in strength and talent, lacking in virtue and talents, and unbearable to cultivate, so he made Yang Zongxian the heir apparent.

The only thing worthy of praise is that this honorable king is quite like an ancient sage, courteous and corporal, gentle and kind, and treats people very well.

When Zhao Sheng heard this kind of evaluation, he was quite disdainful. In the royal family, being gentle and gentle is equivalent to cowardice and embarrassment.

To be an emperor, you should have both good and evil, like mountains and oceans, controlled by kindness and power, see the hearts of courtiers like lines on your palm, and a person as unfathomable as Yang Zongxian can be a real emperor.

Not long after, a group of generals above the fourth rank gathered together and marched out of the camp.

"At the end of the day, I will welcome the respectful king, and thank the emperor for his kindness."

Outside the camp, Zhao Sheng bowed with a smile on his face.

Yang Zongxi glanced at him, ignored him, stepped straight into the camp, and went straight to the main tent of the Chinese army alone.

Such an attitude of ignorance made Zhao Sheng a little confused for a while, so the many generals who followed looked at each other a few times, all of them were a little puzzled.

Yang Zongxi walked quickly into the big tent of the Chinese army, sat down directly behind the handsome case, stared at Zhao Sheng who walked into the big tent with an indifferent expression, and said in a deep voice:
"You have assembled 70 troops here, consuming such a huge amount of food and pay every day, but you have been standing still, delaying military aircraft, wasting national power, and putting the people of Qianzhou in a jeopardy. What is your intention?"

Zhao Sheng was momentarily taken aback by such a vehement questioning of the teacher, but after he realized it, he said unhurriedly:
"King Zunqing doesn't know something, it's cold and cold..."

boom--

Before Zhao Sheng finished speaking, Yang Zongxi suddenly took a look at Shuai's case and interrupted directly:

"Kneel down and answer!"

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and said:

"If it's cold today and it's hard for the soldiers to adapt, the general wants to rest for a few more days. After all the soldiers who can fight in Ganzhou are summoned, he will immediately lead the army. I am within the territory of Great Xia, to repay the grace of heaven..."

"Bastard!"

Yang Zongxi got up and reprimanded angrily: "Now that most of Qianzhou has fallen into the hands of the countries in the Northern Region, in front of this king, you still dare to speak so cleverly and delay the opportunity of battle. According to the iron law of my Great Xia, you should be sentenced to death!"

"Come here! Push Zhao Sheng out of the camp, behead him for public display, and enforce military regulations!"

After the voice fell, no one dared to move around, with a look of embarrassment.

Zhao Sheng is now the tenth-ranked new Martial Dao Grandmaster on the Heavenly Ranking List. With all the people in the tent, it is not enough for him to kill him alone.

"Your Majesty, please restrain Wang Wei."

Zhao Sheng got up slowly, without the slightest smile on his face: "I will approve any command from the Holy Majesty personally. If you have any doubts, you can pass the letter and ask the Holy Majesty to judge..."

"Come here, take Zhao Sheng down."

Yang Zongxi's eyes were cold, and he looked out of the tent.

Several figures stepped into the large tent of the Chinese army, as if entering a land without people.

"Nangong Shiping, Cheng Guanming, Jing Zetian..."

Zhao Sheng tilted his head, and after seeing the face of the person, subconsciously took half a step back, his expression full of disbelief.

The third in the celestial list, the sixth in the celestial list, and the eighth in the celestial list...

(End of this chapter)