Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 1253 Overwhelming guest?

He Miao is clear about Xiao Yang's fierceness, and she also knows Yuanzi's strength, but she cares about it, she doesn't care about anything, she jumps forward to find out.

Xiao Yang fell to the ground on his back, the knife in his hand was still held up, and Yuanzi pressed on him tightly, the knife in his hand pressed tightly against the opponent's knife.

Both of them stared at each other fiercely, refusing to relax in the slightest.

He Miao breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps back, and hid in the crowd as usual, but Yuanzi saw her out of the corner of his eye, didn't say anything, just continued to press down hard.

The blue veins on Xiao Yang's forehead and neck burst out, he was not convinced, he just pushed up hard, tried to turn over, and then knocked Yuanzi down.

However, his stature was not as strong as his, and his tall Yuanzi showed no signs of retreating from fatigue, but instead became more and more compact, not giving him any hope.

"Ah..." Xiao Yang hissed out, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment and grievance that had accumulated in his heart for a long time.

He Miao felt a little sad, as a fellow general, she understood his feelings very well, to be honest, Xiao Yang was already considered a leader with a firm mind.

Mariko's eyes flickered, he let go of his hand suddenly, and took a few steps back.

Xiao Yang got a chance to breathe, jumped up, held a long knife, stared at Yuanzi fiercely with red eyes.

Yuanzi respected him in awe, and slowly made a "please" gesture to him with the long knife.

It is understandable for you to refuse to accept a win or loss, and I will give you another chance until you are convinced.

Xiao Yang attacked again without hesitation.

The crowd was dazzled and fearful, and several times they saw the blades of the two men passing each other's nose and ears, and they all cried out in shock.

He Miao's hands were covered with cold sweat, and she stared at Yuanzi intently, fearing that he might make any mistakes.

This battle ended much faster than they thought.

After about a stick of incense, there was a crisp sound of "choking", and the two quickly separated, each holding a long knife, looking at each other steadily.

"I lost." Xiao Yang lowered his eyes, knelt heavily on the ground, and raised the long knife in his palm high, "Xiao Yang, the Xiao family army, I wish to serve you as the master."

Everyone was silent at first, then cheered and slapped their weapons vigorously: "Victory! Victory!"

With a smile in his eyes, Yuanzi stepped forward seriously, took the long knife offered by Xiao Yang with both hands, and gently lifted him up.

Yuanzi grabbed Xiao Yang's hand, raised it high, and said loudly: "This is our brother, General Xiao Yang Xiao! From now on, we are one family!"

I don't know who shouted: "Mr. Mighty!"

Everyone didn't have time to think about it, and shouted together with him: "Mr. Mighty!"

The sound was overwhelming and deafening.

He Miao looked at it with a smile, feeling a sense of pride spontaneously, this is really domineering.

Zheng Aniu watched from the side, a little unconvinced, and whispered: "Is this counting as stealing the show?"

He Miao glanced at him and said with a smile, "It doesn't count."

Zheng Aniu was angry: "But this is clearly the territory laid down by the general..."

He Miao said patiently: "We buy everything we eat and use, and every time we fight, he and I discuss strategies together. He also made the first contribution in the last battle."

Zheng Aniu was annoyed: "It's really a girl who is extroverted. The subordinates know that he is capable, and they also know that he has made a lot of contributions, but there is always a first come, first served in everything."

In fact, recently, more and more people surrounded Yuanzi, and He Miao could see it, but she didn't have any intention of competing with Yuanzi to win more support.

She patted Zheng Aniu on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter who comes first, as long as we don't take everyone into the ditch, our goal is to survive, the longer we live the better, isn't it?"

Zheng Aniu sighed and didn't make another sound.

Yuanzi stretched out his hand to He Miao, and she smiled and walked towards him, he grabbed her hand, raised it high together, and shouted loudly to everyone with a smile: "Brave!"

Zheng Aniu also yelled, I hope she won't be let down, that guy looks really sinister, look, this "everything is up to me" look, if you really get married, you will reveal your true colors !

The shouts shook the sky, and even the murderous intent was not so deep.

In the distance, Wei Mianmian stood hugging the horse, looking up at the front, his eyes seemed to be joyful or sad.

Tonight, the city was full of red lights, she couldn't figure out what kind of woman could make that proud man willing to marry.

Someone reported: "Your Majesty, people from the northwest have come to say that the rebel army is heavily guarded, and there is another Xiao Yang rebel army of about 5000 people entrenched in a place [-] miles away from here. I don't know what the purpose is. The method of sneak attack Can’t be used anymore, do you want to attack together?”

Wei Mianmian said flatly, "Withdraw the troops."

The subordinates were shocked: "Withdraw the troops?"

The long knife had to be sheathed without seeing any blood. Isn't the hard work of these days in vain?
In this joint battle, Wei Buwei didn't come forward in person, and King Zhao didn't let the Empress come, but the Empress had to come in person.

Although there is no fanfare, it is a big taboo to return without success for the first time.

Wei Mianmian didn't explain: "Pass the decree, turn to the southeast."

From now on to the southeast, several rebel armies, large and small, are entrenched all the way. Rather than gaining any benefits here, it is better to wipe out all those people and gather the territory back.

With a large territory, and a few more victories, the empress' reputation will rise.

As soon as his subordinates thought about it, they understood what Wei Mianmian meant. Avoiding the strong bullying the weak and preserving strength is the best policy. The empress's thinking was very clear and calm.

The orders were conveyed layer by layer, and the war had not yet begun, and the coalition forces were already missing a corner.

Wei Mianmian took one last look at the distant city wall, and turned around resolutely: "Let's go!"

Back in the king's tent, his confidant came forward and whispered: "There is a letter from Rongjing. After His Majesty left, there was a Shen envoy who secretly met with King Zhao. After leaving, King Zhao smashed something. He seemed very angry. I don't know why. I heard that, King Zhao has come here secretly, and it must be coming soon, His Majesty withdraws his troops, fearing that King Zhao will not like it."

Wei Mianmian frowned, eyes full of gloom: "Got it."

She poured herself a glass of hot wine and drank it slowly.

Hot wine poured into her stomach, pungent and bitter, two blushes floated on her pale cheeks, and her eyes were more determined than before. No matter what that tough aunt wanted to do, she had to do it according to her own ideas.

She got up and was about to order the camp to be pulled out when she saw a servant rushing in and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, His Highness King Zhao will see you."

The servant winked, indicating that King Zhao was very angry and told her to be careful.

Wei Mianmian took a deep breath and walked out slowly.

Under the light of the torches, Senming, the personal guard of King Zhao's Mansion, stood like a hill of axes, with a simple and unpretentious carriage behind him.

Wei Zizhao's feeble voice sounded: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to stand up to greet you."

(End of this chapter)