Taiping Order

Chapter 73 Destroy the country

boom!

The rain fell and the sound was loud.

It was raining outside and the bonfire was rising.

There was an iron pot on the bonfire, and lamb was cooked in the pot, milky white mutton soup. The young man in black clothes cut off his ribs with a knife and dipped them in water. He sat cross-legged on the grassland, looking at his expression, but there were jewelry on his forehead. The man looked not very happy.

The seven kings of the Turks played with the scimitar in their hands. It was a trophy of Tuyuhun. The scimitar made of gold was inlaid with seven gems the size of a pigeon egg on the hilt. It was as luxurious as a work of art, but the blade was light and seemed to be able to cut the north. wind.

The Seven Kings said: "Mr.'s plan is very powerful. We occupy the vast land of the Western Regions."

"But my brother suffered a great loss."

It was difficult for the Seven Kings to resist the urge to curse the stupid pig.

When they found out that Yuwen Lie was attacking, the five Turkic kings who were originally confronting Yuwen Lie could not bear the opportunity to make achievements. He attacked the Guancheng where Yuwen Lie was originally guarding, and the people inside retreated. They defeated the original defenders. Entered the city.

But unexpectedly, Yuwen Lie, a powerful general, was also good at long-distance raids.

When they were drunk, Yuwen Lie came back, and then burned the original Yingguoguan City, and stewed the Turkic cavalry by the way. Tens of thousands of elite armored soldiers were stewed into rotten meat, which was the Five Turkic Kings. It's said that most of the martial arts are useless.

This time, Yuwen Lie almost wiped out all the accumulation of the Five Kings.

The five kings escaped and knew the gains of the seven kings, so they were furious and said that it was the seven kings attacking the Western Regions, which made Yuwen Lie discover that the defenses of the five kings were empty, so they had to divide the land of the Western Regions he occupied, even the father of the five kings. The lord of the grassland under the golden tent also said that the Seven Kings would help the tribes of the Five Kings.

The Seven Kings looked ugly.

The land he had captured was compensated by his father to his stupid brother.

But he could not disobey the Khan at all.

At this moment, the angry one could do nothing. Po Jun smiled and said, "I have a plan to help you."

The Seven Kings sat upright and said, "I'll wait for the sir."

Pojun looked outside and said, "It's raining heavily."

The Seven Kings were puzzled, just nodded and said, "Yes, it has reached the tail of spring. The grassland will slowly enter the rainy season. The ice and snow on the snowy mountains will melt and mix into the river. The river spreads from the west to the entire grassland. The grassland will enter. The best time of every year.”

Pojun said, "Well, the terrain of the Western Regions is high, and the Turkic tribes live by water, and they have no habit of digging wells."

The Seven Kings widened their eyes and looked at the young man in front of them and said, "It's better to poison them upstream. When the Five Kings come here, it should be no more worrying, right? People who release horses on the grassland are very superstitious. By that time, they can release them. The rumors say it is the anger of the gods for the five kings to seize your foundation."

"Life and death, plus rumors, are both afraid of the mind and mind. In this way, they will definitely retreat."

"The dead horses, cattle and sheep, and people will make this grassland rich."

The Seven Kings were furious, pulled out their knife, slapped them on the table, and said angrily:

"You want me to poison my tribe members?!"

"How many people do you know will die?!!"

Po Jun ignored the blade and said:

"It is better for the tribe of the Five Kings to die than yours, right?"

The Seven Kings said, "But I would rather fight with my sword."

The military advisor from the Central Plains laughed. He stood up, stretched out his hand and pressed the scimitar, and said in a thrilling tone, "Then, is there any difference between killing people with swords and killing people with poison? They are all about to kill people. Is it possible that they are already going to kill people. Do you still care about any good reputation?”

"Are you so confident in your reputation? But, Seven Kings, did you think of it?"

Pojun stared at the Seven Kings, and flames burned in his eyes, saying:

"Even if you give up all this land to him."

"They won't miss you!"

"He will think you are a child who has not grown up and fears his father, a fool, he will rob your land, he will bring the beauties back to the tent, and whip your warriors with a whip, and all of them are Because of your kindness at this moment."

This sentence hit the thoughts in the Seven Kings' minds, and the power on the Seven Kings' blade became weaker and weaker.

Looking at Pojun, he seemed to be depressed. He sat back, picked up the wine naan and drank with his neck. Finally, he felt drunk on his face. He sighed and said, "Sir, you are so cruel. I will be famous by your plan. It's all smelly."

Pojun said, "If you have to give me this infamous reputation and think you are innocent, you can make this decision, and I don't care."

The Seven Kings looked at the strategist who spoke out his thoughts and said nothing.

The Seven Kings played with the machete, and the atmosphere here became quiet, with murderous intent, but Pojun was eating meat in a big mouthful. The Seven Kings suddenly said, "I remember, sir, you want to go back to the Central Plains. Isn't it good to have a grassland here? Am I not generous enough to you?”

Pojun said, "You are very nice to me. I like the scenery and beauty of the grassland."

The Seven Kings said, "Then why did you leave?"

"Is it because I'm not sincere enough?"

The Seven Kings took a step forward, and the cloak of the grassland king moved slightly. He half-kneeled down and knocked his palm on his chest:

"I have not completed my great cause yet, so please continue to stay here. Under my tent, you will always have your foundation. One day, when my battle flag shines on the grassland, you will be mine. Next to you, at that time, people on the grassland will cheer you for your honor and call you the Great Khan."

"Please stay."

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, with seriousness in his eyes, but his palm was also pressed on the hilt of the knife around his waist. If such talent and strategy could not be left here, he could only be killed and buried afterwards Here.

Any monarch with great talent will long to leave behind peerless talents.

Or human.

Or, it's fate.

The thing the old guide was worried about finally happened. The seven Turkic kings above the third level broke out at such a short distance, enough to cut Pojun's throat in an instant, but Pojun said calmly: "It's for yours I'm going to the Central Plains just because of the big plan."

"Didn't you find out?"

The seven kings stopped moving, Pojun helped the seven kings up, pointed to the geometric map, and said, "Now the Turks and Yingguo have a battle, you have obtained the land of the Western Regions, but the five kings are almost wiped out. You think, Are you now the opponent of that general Yuwen Lie?”

The Seven Kings were silent, Tiefutu was powerful, but the Tiger Barbarian heavy armored cavalry of Yingguo were only slightly weak.

There are also unparalleled generals and commanders like Yuwen Lie.

The Seven Kings shook their heads: "It's not his opponent."

Po Jun said, "So, if Yuwen Lie took advantage of this opportunity, waved his troops and rushed to the grassland, how would he resist? The heads and armor of the five kings and generals were cut off by him and he built them outside the original pass. , and the people on the grassland were scared. "

"Do you think the commanders of the Eighteen Divisions are willing to fight with this famous general?"

The Seven Kings shook their heads again.

Pojun smiled and said, "So, the grassland is no longer focused on one's mind, this is your opportunity."

"The grassland is now divided into two factions: the death battle and the peace; your father has only the choice of the death battle, but you are different. You are still young and you have outstanding military achievements. At this time, if you go to Yingguo, choose the peace battle of Yingguo. What do you think of forming an alliance and marrying the princess of Yingguo as your wife?”

The Seven Kings looked at Pojun and said:

"In this way, I will become a knife to check and balance the grassland in Yingguo."

Pojun looked at him and smiled and said, "Yes."

"But the rest of the tribes, those kings and princes who are unwilling to fight to the death with Yingguo, will come to you. They have thousands of cattle and sheep, and hundreds of thousands of serfs. They have the best life, and they cannot be afraid of being fierce with the Central Plains. The generals fight, and then those tribes will come here."

"They will gather under your tent, and when you go out, there will be kings accompanying you."

"At that time, your name and command will have the same supreme authority as your father!"

The Seven Kings quietly looked at the handsome Central Plains man in front of him.

The king on the grassland smiled.

He pressed the hilt of the knife and straightened his back, as majestic as an eagle, and said, "Sir, I plan to split the grassland and let the 18 grassland Turks be divided into eastern tribes and western Turks, so that the original grassland kings can be given authority , divided into two tents?”

He is a hero and can be seen at a glance.

Pojun looked at him and said, "Yes, but you haven't seen enough."

"Let me point out the world for you, the Seven Kings." Pojun lifted up the tent, he pointed his hand at the sky, the rain fell, the strategist and the king looked at each other, and Pojun said:

"The Western Regions have perished, and it will be the most chaotic time in the whole world. Yingguo's first goal will not be the grassland. They will give you a lot of money and support for the stability of the grassland, and then take action to recover Jiangnan. And the southwest, completing the [Union of the World] passed down from generation to generation by the Central Plains."

"After all this, they will attack the grassland."

"This time is your opportunity; the first step is to have your own territory, the second step is to use Yingguo to compete with your father to completely unify the grassland; at that time, you would be no less than the grassland five hundred years ago The hero of the king. ”

"At that time, you should also want to wave your troops south, right?"

"Don't you want to accomplish something that no one has done for thousands of years and become the biggest hero in the epic?"

The Seven Kings sat there quietly, the flames in their chest were stimulated by words, their hearts were violently shaken, and they subconsciously held the weapon. Po Jun had long eyes and said with a smile:

"Did Zhongyuan conquer Jiangnan first, or did your tent beat your father?"

"The vast confrontation between the grasslands in the north and the Central Plains, and then the one who first unifies its own area will take the lead."

"This is the strategy of dividing the world."

"Who is the eagle in the grassland or the emperor in the Central Plains, the biggest hero in this era?"

Pojun's black hair was stained with rain. He tapped his heart with his palm, his clothes rose and fell, and gave a ritual on the grassland. There was a light that bewitched all things and a flame that burned everything. He smiled and said, "Then, you Do you have such ambition to move towards the whole world?”

What Pojun said was the truth, it was a conspiracy, and it was also a temptation that no monarch had ambitions. What could touch men's hearts most was not beauty or money, but the magnificence of the world.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The Seven Kings' breathing intensified, and he said, "...and the only envoy who has the ability to do this is to get Ying Guo to agree to the alliance with me is you."

Pojun said, "So, I want to go to the Central Plains."

After a long time, the Seven Kings held the weapon, held it tightly and loosened it, sighing:

"I really deserve to kill you, Mr. Pojun."

"But I can't do it. You have drawn the general trend of dividing the world for me. Even if I know this is your plan, you want to divide the Turks into two tents in the East and the Western Turks. You want to take this opportunity to return to the Central Plains. But I still can't make up my mind to kill you."

Po Jun said, "This is ambition, exceeding life and death."

The Seven Kings finally waved a golden scimitar and cut off Pojun's long hair on his temples. He took the scimitar back and said, "Just think I have killed you, sir."

"I hope we don't meet on the battlefield so early."

"Forty days later, there will be a great sacrifice from the State of Chen. You can follow the envoy to the Central Plains of Chen."

Pojun held the long hair on his temples and smiled, "Yes, then don't you give me a reward?"

The Seven Kings burst into laughter: "What do you want?"

"Gold, cattle and sheep, or beauty?!"

Po Jun shook his head, and finally he crossed his hands slightly and said, "Please give me a set of armor."

The seven kings said: "In Hyogo, if there are more armor, go and choose."

Pojun looked at the Seven Kings and smiled slightly:

"I want the iron pagoda armor at the general level."

The Seven Kings' smile is frozen.

He stared at the strategist who was burning in his heart with the fire of troubled times. He inexplicably thought of the heavy battle halberd, the world's most armored iron pavilion butchery equipment, and with a battle halberd, what would it be like? What kind of monster?

He had agreed to the previous request, and this time, the Seven Kings quickly gave in.

He said:

"…good."

………

And in Jiangnan, when he saw that seal, Si Ming completely ignored his dignity.

After a moment of stagnation.

As soon as the Qi-Watching Technique was opened, the remaining royal aura rushed into front of you.

A bang!

Si Ming's eyes turned black and he fell down, but he still sat up suddenly. Li Guanyi couldn't react. The old man appeared beside him, grabbed Li Guanyi's hand with one hand, staring at the seal. He shouted: "Golden Seal, Hu Knot, I see, the words behind Tuyuhun..."

"【Cross the Western Regions】!"

"This is the king seal of Tuyuhun. It is the overlord who swept across the thirty-six tribes of the Western Regions and established Tuyuhun. It melted the king seal of the thirty-six tribes, and then cast it. When casting this seal, it was cut off. He sacrificed the fire with their blood."

"The fires burned that day, and they were bloody."

"You, you...!"

"That's what you said a little bit?!"

The old man looked at him, Li Guan grinned and said, "I don't know how to explain to you."

"I didn't actually do it."

Li Guanyi tried to explain that this was not his credit.

Then the old man didn't believe this guy, he stared at the letter in Li Guan's hand.

【Rely on my brother’s plan, my courage】

[Kill the king and take the throne, this seal is a ritual]

The old man stretched out his finger and pointed at the letter, his face full of "Do you think I will believe you?" ’ expression.

"Kill the king and take the throne, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you, so I'll give you the seal, right?"

Li Guanyi also looked at the rest of the letter, saying that the young man thousands of miles away led an elite cavalry to the royal city. Seeing that the royal city was illuminated by torches, the royal palace drank all night long, and the second young master felt that he was attacking. It was not right, so I used disguise again.

He pretended to be a large army to attack, stirring up the momentum. Because the changes in the world made the astrological signs covered with dust, Tuyuhun's national fortune was indeed declining. So the drunk Tuyuhun King was shocked and rode his horse to escape from the royal city.

At this time, he was still carrying a charming beauty.

The young man rode a mount with Qilin blood and shot the Tuyuhun King down.

Then, [all the craftsmen, bachelors, armor, food and grass, and geomancy map]

[If you can't take it away, you have to set fire to burn it]

[This thing has no use to me, I will only give it to you for me]

The old man looked at the things written on the letter and pieced together the complete thing.

The young man in front of him gave advice, while the other young man jumped away.

What is the destiny of a country that destroys a country?

If we look at it from the secular perspective, it was the city that was destroyed, and from the perspective of inheritance, it was the killing of kings and princes and seizing seals, so that the country would never have the possibility of rising and restoring its country.

So Si Ming suddenly realized something almost ridiculous.

The one who destroyed Tuyuhun, on the surface, was Yuwen Lie, the top famous general in the world.

In fact, these two teenagers who will not add up to thirty years old.

When Li Guan looked at this thing, he held the Wang Xi and raised his head, as if he could feel the flowing light of the White Tiger Seven Constellations more intuitively. He looked at the old man next to him and had a lot to ask, but in the end he just stretched out his hand. The palm spread wide, and the small seal was held in his palm.

"This thing."

"Is it enough?"

Siming: "..."

(End of this chapter)