After traveling through time, I took command and led the troops to conquer the mountains and rivers.

Chapter 384 Pressure
There were deafening shouts and cries of killing outside the military camp, and Li Yanzhao became stern.

"What's going on? Shouldn't the vanguard battalion lead the charge? Why are they shouting and killing here?"

Sending the vanguard battalion to fight would be a sneak attack, not such a high-profile action.

Huang Long was speechless. He glanced at Wang Xiaobo, who was also lowering his head and looking submissive, and knew that they had the same idea.

How could someone who came out from Lin Erzhu's team be a low-key person?
It was too late for Li Yanzhao to give any more orders at this time, as Zong Yongtian had already rushed out of the Nantong military camp with the people from the vanguard camp.

When Yingtian saw this situation, he asked Zhou Xiaodan to notify the soldiers to prepare for the attack.

Zhou Xiaodan was a little hesitant. Looking at Ying Tian who was busy, he really didn't dare to say anything.

"What's wrong? Why is your face twitching so early in the morning?"

Zhou Xiaodan sniffed, "Captain, we haven't received the prince's order yet!"

Yingtian glared at Zhou Xiaodan, and he was so frightened that he stood still.

"It has always been customary for the Vanguard Battalion to lead the charge, with our Cavalry Battalion following closely behind."

"Just because the prince hasn't given the order now doesn't mean he won't give the order later."

"We just have to be ready!"

Li Yanzhao originally wanted Wang Xiaobo to notify Yingtian to make preparations, but seeing his attitude, he became furious!

"How dare you, Ying Tian, ​​to guess my intentions privately!"

Li Chang glanced at his expression secretly and didn't dare to respond.

"Notify the infantry battalion to follow closely, and have the equipment battalion prepare for rear defense!"

Wang Xiaobo immediately followed the order, and Li Chang began to ask cautiously.

"Your Majesty, can this infantry battalion fight against the Nanman cavalry?"

Li Chang's question reminded Li Yanzhao of the time when Yu Jia first made a contribution.

At that time, the sword was taken in an unconventional way, and the slightest mistake might have led to the annihilation of the entire Yu'nan military camp.

"What can Lin Erzhu do, but I, Li Yanzhao, can't do?"

As the situation was urgent, Li Yanzhao did not make any arrangements.

However, the Southern Barbarians were not prepared for war.

When the vanguard camp arrived at the Nanman base camp in a mighty manner, Muzaling was still upset about Mu Yanzhen's affairs.

It wasn't until the war drums sounded that he reacted.

"What's going on? Are the enemies attacking?"

The adjutant was in a panic, "General, it's Li Yanzhao from the Great Zhou, he's attacking!"

"what?"

Muzhaling slammed the table and stood up, "That coward? How dare he take the initiative to provoke me?"

But he could not forget that Lin Gongxun was suspected by Li Yanzhao because he sent troops privately.

Seeing that the general was not in good shape, the adjutant was like an ant on hot pan, running around in a panic.

"General, now is not the time to worry about this. The fact is that the Great Zhou has sent troops."

"We have to deal with it seriously!"

Since we are going to send troops to fight, a lot of funds will be needed.

And all these funds are in Mu Yanzhen's hands.

Mu Zhaling's eyes were sinister, "I spent so much time and effort, but I still didn't achieve my goal."

"You go and lead the troops to see what the Great Zhou is doing first. I will go and discuss this with the king."

He wanted to put pressure on the king to make him do something.

Unfortunately, the king still disappointed him.

Seeing Muzhaling coming to the capital, the king walked towards him anxiously.

"A Ling, you are finally here. I have heard about the Great Zhou's dispatch of troops."

"What should we do? What if Mu Yanzhen still refuses to pay?"

Looking at the king who was at a loss, Muzaling could no longer conceal the sneer on his face.

"Lord, you are the ruler of a country, how dare you ask this humble general?"

The king was a little embarrassed, "Well, I just heard about this suddenly and was confused."

"But what should we do?"

Muzaling walked slowly towards the throne, with confusion, resentment and even greed in his eyes.

He stopped in front of the steps.

"Lord, if you still want to keep the throne, you have to be ruthless." "Whether Mu Yan is willing to pay the money or not is entirely up to you!"

The king understood the meaning of Muzhaling's words and was a little hesitant.

"This is not a good idea. You and Mu Yanzhen are husband and wife after all."

Before he could finish his words, Muzaling suddenly turned around and looked down at him.

"Lord, this throne is yours."

"I have told you the solution. It is up to you to decide."

"Do you want to be a slave of a conquered nation, or do you want to continue to be the ruler of the Southern Barbarians?"

The king was frightened by Muzhaling's fierceness and retreated repeatedly, "A Ling, you..."

You are so cruel!
Muzaling walked forward step by step, while the king retreated in embarrassment.

"Lord, you have to think carefully!"

Suddenly, he took a step forward and the king stepped on his clothes, losing his balance and falling to the ground.

Muzhaling squatted down and asked, "Do you want to be a slave of a conquered nation?"

The king panicked and shook his head in denial, "I don't want to be a slave of a conquered country. I want to be the most powerful king!"

Muzaling was very satisfied with the king's answer, and he carefully helped the king up.

"Then you should take action. After all, the soldiers of the Great Zhou are approaching!"

The king straightened his messy clothes and called the royal guards.

"Go to the Ooku Palace immediately and invite him in."

The king glanced at Muzhaling beside him and quickly changed his words.

"Call the Great Ao to the main hall!"

When Mu Yanzhen arrived at the palace, he saw Mu Zhaling beside the king with a serious expression and sneered.

"Mu Yanzhen has met the king and the general!"

Mu Yanzhen saluted with both hands, revealing her round belly.

Mu Zhaling stared at Mu Yanzhen's abdomen, and there was a moment of tenderness in his eyes.

In just a moment, it was eventually replaced by wolfish ambitions.

"Da'ao, the situation is urgent now. Da Zhou has sent troops to attack the capital."

"You should know why I asked you to come here. It's about the military pay."

Mu Yanzhen stroked her abdomen, looking listless.

"My Lord, I am ill and cannot discuss these matters."

Her indifferent attitude angered the other two.

"Zhenzhen, now is a matter of life and death for the Nanman, don't mess around!"

Muzhaling's expression was so timid that the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Nonsense?"

Mu Yanzhen walked to the chair and sat down.

She straightened her sleeves, not caring.

"May I ask, General, why am I so foolish?"

"Is it me who ordered Da Zhou to fight this war?"

"Is it me who caused the national treasury to be depleted?"

"When there is something going on, I am Nanman Dai'ao. When there is nothing going on, I am Mu Yanzhen."

"You put all these burdens on a weak woman like me, oh!"

She looked at her belly tenderly, "It's still a pregnant mother."

"How can you bear it?"

Mu Yanzhen turned around and stared at the two of them. "None of this was caused by me. Since you want me to help you, you should show your attitude."

"Then we still have something to talk about!"

The king pointed at Mu Yanzhen angrily.

"Mu Yanzhen, do you think you are A Yanna?"

"Abe is no longer as glorious as he once was, and Muriaoli is no longer your backer."

"You have to do whatever I tell you to do!"