Queen, go for hegemony

Chapter 23 Whose Man Is Alluring

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In the battle of the Yellow River Valley, when I was in a desperate situation with Zhao Yong and Su Ren, I always had a lot of puzzles, but looking back now, the honest and loyal General Huang Jie was just a political victim, shrouded in horse leather.

As soon as the war started, Yan Yu came from Beijing to preside over the overall situation with the imperial decree, gathered the generals guarding the four gates of Suicheng together, and showed enough appreciation and attention to General Huang.

General Huang was originally a man with blood and responsibility, and he could not wait to throw his blood for the country.

Later, in Feng Chaowen's handsome tent, whenever I met him praising his subordinates for their loyalty and bravery, I always felt a little bit of sympathy for that person. I just felt that he had bad intentions, and the subtext was: loyal and brave minister, go to hell!

In this world, the treacherous villain would probably live longer.

For example me.

Every time Yan Shuai ordered a general in front of the tent, he took the initiative to go to battle every time. Even someone like me who had never killed anyone with a knife followed him out of the camp and fought bloody battles with the Daqi army. The entire battalion was rewarded for fighting the enemy.

General Huang has been promoted from the fifth rank to the fourth rank, and I got a nominal Guangwu general.

I suspect that this is Xiao Huang's selfishness, but even Zhao Yong and Su Ren have the same look, and ask themselves whether they are too heroic on the battlefield?
In the early morning of the day before being captured, the Great Qi Army challenged under the city, and all kinds of insults came to my ears. Even after listening to me, I felt that the level of the Da Qi Army's swearing was extremely rich, showing the profound language and culture of Qi, and it really taught people. admire.

Su Ren stood at the city gate tower, and tried to draw his sword several times, but I stopped him.He glared at me angrily: "An Xiaolang, you are still An Ansheng standing on this tower as your General Guangwu. How can I swallow this breath when they insult General Huang like this?"

I touched my chest and smiled calmly: "I can swallow the food, why can't I swallow the breath? You get used to it after swallowing!"

If a person tries to survive in the troubled times, it is actually not difficult.

Su Ren was choked by me, and before he could reply, he received a commander's order, ordering Huang Jie to lead the battalion soldiers to meet the enemy.

When I left the city, I had to meet Yan Ping.

He looked solemn, as if he had died.I looked at Marshal Yan Yu sitting high above the city gate, and was deeply puzzled.Before I could figure it out, he had already stepped forward and grabbed my rein.

I looked down from the horse, and I felt that his expression was sluggish. Could it be that Marshal Yan recently raised the lamp to train his son, or found some beautiful houses for him?This made General Yan show such a haggard look of excessive drinking?

"General Yan, this is?"

He held my horse rein tightly, and waited until Su Ren and Zhao Yong, who were looking back frequently, had left the city, then said: "An Yi, can you not fight today?"

I sat so high, and he looked up at me, which gave me an illusion, is he begging me?
I pulled my horse's rein, smiled kindly and distantly: "General Lao Yan remembers, the last general's duty, dare not obey the commander's order?"

His eyes dimmed, and I ran away.

Today, for some unknown reason, Qi General Wu Ke did not face the battle, but it was his lieutenant general who faced General Huang, and was picked off by General Huang within a few rounds.Yan Shuai was sitting on the gate tower, and the war drums kept urging the whole battalion to attack. General Huang led us to chase the defeated Qi army for seven or eight miles, beheaded countless soldiers, and rushed into the Yellow River Valley in one go. .

There are high cliffs on both sides of the Yellow River Valley. A few decades ago, the river gushed down, and the northern land gradually dried up. The river finally dried up, and many vines and trees grew on the river bed, so this place became a deep valley. this name.

With a careless move, General Huang got into the bag clothed by Qi Jun, and the densely packed arrows on both sides of the high cliff all protruded from the head, and the cloth wrapped around the arrow was burning fiercely. It may not be a day for Chen Jun to bake in the deep valley.

Su Ren turned back in a panic, looking at me in shock: "An Xiaolang, why are you smirking?"

I smiled and answered him slightly: "For a soldier, isn't Ma Gan shrouded in the body, the glory of the family?"Fortunately, Su Ren and the others have been with me for a short time, so they don't quite understand my temperament of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.

Even General Huang laughed loudly when he heard this, and his voice shook the sky: "I, Chen Erlang, should be as fearless as General An in the face of danger, and he is the best son of my general!"

I answered him humbly: "The general has won the prize! The prize!" I touched the little wooden fish hanging under the armor on my waist, and smiled happily.

Look, Dad, even people like General Huang have been fooled by me, right?What is loyalty to religion and righteousness, what does it have to do with me?

If it's not because my daughter is disobedient, it's because the knife is on her neck. I can't help it.

Seeing that the Qi army's rockets were about to fly down, General Huang ordered everyone to gather, desperately trying to make a breakthrough, but seeing the Qi army withdrew the rocket overhead, a man in black armor appeared on the edge of the cliff, beside him. Surrounded by many soldiers, Wu Ke, who has been fighting with General Huang for several days, but has not yet appeared today is also beside him.

The man said loudly: "An Yi An Xiaolang is down here?" The voice was very familiar.

I looked up vigorously, the sun was too strong, this person had an indescribably familiar face, after thinking about it, I asked tentatively, "His Royal Highness?"

Zhao Yong and Su Ren beside him looked all over in a blink of an eye, the same way they looked at me as they looked at a traitor.I quickly waved my hands to argue: "Three years ago, Prince Qi was sent to our country as an envoy, and I was ordered to accompany him. Don't misunderstand me!"

It's really wrong to bear a bad name when you die!
They looked suddenly enlightened.

Feng Chaowen's voice on the cliff was kind and gentle, which fully demonstrated the humility and affinity of the superior: "After three years, An Xiaolang doesn't remember the old man?"

I immediately bowed my head: "His Royal Highness is troubled by many things, but he still remembers An, it is a great honor for An!"

Feng Chaowen bowed his head and smiled, very kindly: "I once promised An Xiaolang that one day I would invite Xiao Lang to visit Qidu. I never thought that this post from Ben Gong hadn't been published, but Xiao Lang would drive away on his own. Come, very good! very good!"

"..."

I have the same contempt for all those who have the audacity to reverse black and white, and who are of high authority and cannot be refuted!

Daddy, I think I should teach the prince of Daqi a lesson first, and then come down to accompany you after a while, you probably won't blame me, right?

I raised my head and smiled at Feng Chaowen: "It's been so many years since His Highness the Crown Prince has become more heroic. An Yi has admired His Highness the Crown Prince's heroic appearance for a long time, and I really want to compete with His Highness the Crown Prince on the battlefield. I wonder what His Highness the Crown Prince would like?"

If it were me, I would smirk twice, find an excuse to shirk, and then give an order, dare not teach the enemy to be burned to ashes?

But Feng Chaowen's answer is quite to my liking.

He looked down at me, across the high cliff, but I felt his eyes shot down like lightning, staring at me firmly, and smiled wildly: "An Xiaolang came from a long way, and this palace is not far away. Come down to the valley to pick up Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, don't be afraid!"

All the generals around him tried their best to stop him. I hate him the most for being so well-informed, but he called me "An Xiaolang" in a protracted tone, and immediately taunted him without losing the opportunity: "Could it be that your highness is afraid and dare not come down to greet me?" next?"

All the military officers around him turned their heads and glared at me, and I appreciated Feng Chaowen's insistence on going his own way.

After all, Feng Chaowen still came down. After a good fire attack, he was soaked in soup like this. I think, I would rather choose the latter between being roasted into coke and being crushed to death under Feng Chaowen's open sky.

But the result is not satisfactory.

I was indeed defeated by Feng Chaowen's men, probably because his generals secretly hated me for being troublesome and instigating, so they changed a pre-planned fire attack into facing the enemy in the valley, and gave me a hammer from the back of the head...

When I woke up again, I was already lying in Feng Chaowen's handsome tent.

I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but I vaguely feel that my head hurts like it’s cracking open. In my dream, I screamed for life, and there was a curled up little person in my heart who seemed to be screaming to vomit out all the blood in my heart. When I opened my eyes, , I felt dizzy, and my throat seemed to be smoking.

A shrill voice shouted in surprise: "Your Highness, wake up..."

There was a gust of wind around him, and there was already a magnified handsome face in front of his eyes, with deep facial features and piercing phoenix eyes, he was really a picturesque and heroic boy.Just seeing some familiarity and some strangeness, I turned my head and thought for a while, feeling my mind was muddled, raised my hand with difficulty, painted the face in front of me, and murmured: "Who is the man who is so beautiful, why is he so beautiful?" Am I willing to live in Tongque Terrace?" His voice was like a broken gong, very unpleasant.

The man in front of me showed a dumbfounding look on his face, and carefully poked my cheek with his slender fingers, with a very regretful tone: "The imperial doctor is right, it seems that my brain has been smashed!"

I was lying in Feng Chaowen's handsome tent in a daze to recuperate.The young eunuch Tian Bingqing was very friendly to me, and took care of me with tea and meals in a timely manner.At that time, I didn't have a clear understanding of the identity of my captives, and there were only Feng Chaowen and Tian Bingqing who came and went in front of me every day.

There is a curtain in the tent, which separates the bed from the place of discussion. Sometimes the officers and men can hear their voices being rough and laughing happily, and they can't help asking Tian Bingqing: "Your Highness, the general in the tent is so brave, I don't know where I live. Job?"

Tian Bingqing showed an embarrassed look and stared at me blankly.

I vaguely felt that I should also be a lieutenant general.

I also remembered that when I first woke up, I molested His Highness the Crown Prince, and I was directly under the superior, so it seemed that my official career was in jeopardy.So very worried.After Feng Chaowen finished handling the political affairs, he went back to the back to rest, he couldn't help being flattering and fawning, he got up and poured tea to flatter him, he always smiled from ear to ear when he saw me clumsily holding the tea.

Well, I think it is also a skill to be able to amuse the immediate commander.Probably not far from being promoted and getting rich!
——It’s just that in the future, when the blood in my brain clears up, every time I think of the fact that I have curry favor with His Highness the enemy country, I wish I could die of shame!
(End of this chapter)