The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The bright moon is hanging high and the night is charming. After a day's drive, the northern Mongolian army stops to camp. After listening to the moon and looking at the nearer and nearer Summer Palace, the fatigue in their eyes becomes more and more intense.

Coughing one after another, blood stained palm, all listen to the month to see a look, as usual calm, no change.

Half a year has passed since the war between the two Koreas. It seems that the situation is favorable to northern Mongolia. In fact, it is not as simple as it seems.

The biggest disadvantage of northern Mongolia is that there are no reinforcements, one less than one dead. They have been fighting too deep, and the reinforcements in the Royal Court of northern Mongolia will not be able to catch up for a while.

Moreover, even if the northern Mongolian cavalry breaks through the imperial city of Daxia, there are still many things to be solved, such as the 300000 troops blocked by her outside Tianmen pass, such as the reinforcements constantly gathered around Daxia.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have that much time.

What she can do is to beat down the summer in her lifetime. As for the road behind, Mingyue must go by herself.

She believes that the moon can go well.

Mingyue is the one she grows up with. She has been with him for so long that she won't lose to anyone.

She believes that BEIMENG will become more and more powerful in the hands of Mingyue.

At night, the cough is more and more intense, and the blood spills through the fingers and drips down on the earth, reddening the land of summer.

Manwang palace, under the main hall, a figure kneels down, waiting for the king's life.

"Secretly follow" manwang stands on the main hall with a complicated look.

"Is" his highness figure take orders, immediately disappear.

In the south of Daxia, a beautiful woman walks on the land of Daxia, looking for her while walking.

He must not be dead, but where is he!

Aman looked around and didn't know where to go.

In the vast summer, the territory is big and frightening. Aman walks day after day, looking for the figure in his heart.

In the hell, Ning Chen knows nothing about it. In his heart, he may occasionally think of the beautiful girl man Chao. However, most of the time, she just flashes by and is replaced by the affairs of the state and the world.

No matter what era, between men and women, women's hearts will always be filled with each other, and men will only be tired at most, will briefly think of that gentle smile.

The fairness between men and women has been unrealistic since ancient times. Women pay too much, while men gain too much.

Ning Chen likes aman. There's no doubt about that. However, whether love and liking are the same thing or not, maybe even he doesn't know.

In the underworld, Ning Chen didn't wake up until the seventh day. In the air sea of Dantian, two extremely small cyclones rotate slowly. Compared with the volume of birth and the volume of the earth, they are still very weak. However, they are also preliminary condensation.

On that day, in the battle with old eunuch Pei, he shattered a cyclone in his body and temporarily gained the strength that could match his innate ability. Now, if he wants to practice again, it's probably no easier than practicing the volume of heaven.

He can't continue to practice the volume of life and the volume of earth. He can only practice the volume of heaven and the one vein of martial arts that he abandoned.

The dark source in his body can only support about one third of his true Qi. He doesn't need to worry until the two cyclones of tianzhijuan and changsunyimai martial arts grow stronger.

Outside the prefecture, the situation in Daxia was as passive as ever. As a last resort, the imperial city's forbidden army sent out two battalions again. The remaining 40000 troops in Yueyang City, together with the two forbidden barracks in Xiling City, and the whole 160000 troops were divided into two teams to keep watch and help each other. They must stop the pace of the northern Mongolian cavalry as soon as possible.

The forces of all parties in the great Xia Dynasty are also likely to be transferred to the north. Except for the black water army under the Zhongyong Marquis who has been fighting with MANYANG state in the southeast and resisting the Yongye cult in the west, reinforcements from other places are all going north.

It takes time to dispatch troops. The key now is whether these northern troops can hold the northern Mongolian cavalry before the reinforcements arrive.

In the summer palace, the ghost sedan drove by, and the patrolling dragon guards immediately stopped.

"It's me!"

Ning Chen got out of the ghost sedan chair in a wheelchair, took out the Dragon Guard amulet and extended it to all the people.

"Marquis Wu!"

All the Dragon guards immediately knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Get up, take me to see your majesty" Ning Chen calm way.

The crowd got up and stood on both sides. A leader of the Imperial Army led the way in front of them. He was afraid to breathe.

This is the new leader of the Longwei army. He has a strong reputation for the magistrate. When we meet today, even though he is in black, he still feels an unspeakable pressure.

People's name and the shadow of trees, Zhiming Hou's reputation in Daxia is too big. It can be said that today's emperor of Xia is pushed up by Zhiming Hou.

In the Tianyu hall, Xia Mingyue got off the Dragon chair and looked at the figure in front of her, with a look of complexity.

In the summer, the person in front of him is the one he wants to see most, but also the one he doesn't want to see most.

It's not just the emperor's narrow-minded mind that makes great achievements. It's really such a person who destroys the balance of the emperor's power too much.

However, he knew that Ning Chen didn't love power and could sacrifice for Da Xia again and again just because he attached great importance to love.People all over the world think that Zhiming Hou is cruel and merciless. At first, he thought so. Later, he realized how ridiculous this idea was.

Weiyang palace is the biggest weakness of people in front of us, but it is also the most untouchable place.

He had his own biological mother, but after he ascended the throne, he did not dare to neglect the Weiyang palace.

"Come back and help me," Xia said.

Ning Chen gently shook his head and said, "I can't go out for long. I'm leaving before dawn. I'm just here to remind your majesty that it's almost the mature day of wheat grain. If you want to know the route of the northern Mongolian army, you can start from this aspect"

hearing the words, Xia was stunned tomorrow and asked, "but according to the Scout's report, the northern Mongolian army still has plenty of food and grass There is no need to prepare any more in a short time "

" it depends on Jingwu's ability. The food and grass of northern Mongolia has always been guarded by heavy soldiers. However, in the first battle of Yueyang City, northern Mongolia also lost a lot of people. In addition to 100000 iron cavalry and 10000 heavy cavalry, there are only 80000 troops left. The cavalry of northern Mongolia can run very fast, thousands of miles a day, but the remaining 80000 people can't run so fast "

at this point, Ning Chen thought about it and continued, "as for the black oil in Yueyang City, your majesty doesn't have to worry, just let the spies stare at it. Such a surprise can only be used once under normal circumstances. If it really appears in the northern Mongolian army, you can directly send a high-ranking military officer to sneak in and ignite it. This kind of thing is very easy to burn, and it will spread rapidly. When the time comes, it can be used Xia Mingyue listened carefully and didn't miss a word. After the former finished, she asked, "is there any way you can deal with the heavy riding of northern Mongolia?"

This is a big trouble for Daxia. The two battlefields in the West and the north of Daxia were all upset by these heavy riders.

"Yes, but it's hard," Ning Chen said slowly.

"What do you need?" Xia asked tomorrow.

"Thirty thousand cavalry, the rest of one or two words are not clear, I will write down the specific method in detail, but there is another point to pay attention to, even if these cavalry are well trained, they also need to separate the 100000 iron cavalry and heavy cavalry in northern Mongolia, otherwise, there is no chance," Ning Chen replied.

Xia nodded tomorrow and said, "thank you very much!"

After explaining everything, Ning Chen no longer stays, saying, "Your Majesty, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first"

with the sound of words, Ning Chen turns around in his wheelchair and goes to his highness.

In the rear, Xia tomorrow sighs softly, making his mood more complicated.

Fortunately, there is a magistrate in the summer. Otherwise, who can fight against the military adviser in northern Mongolia.

It's normal for people to walk in the cool tea. It's only a matter of time before they lose their hous.

Liu Ruoxi is still in the Houfu. The beautiful Huakui has regarded the Houfu as his home in his heart. No matter how the Houfu changes, he will not leave.

Ning Chen goes into the backyard in a wheelchair. Nuo's backyard is empty and lifeless.

Xiaomingyue's room is empty. The little girl who used to quarrel and ask him to tell a story has now returned to the Royal Court of northern Mongolia to continue to be the emperor. In the past, he always felt that xiaomingyue was too pestering. Now, without a little girl around, he always felt that he was missing something and empty.

He taught her to be benevolent and loving, and also to be decisive. He believed that Mingyue would become a good emperor. The era of listening to the moon would always pass, and the future of northern Mongolia and Daxia would ultimately be decided by Mingyue's generation.

"Marquis, is that you?"

Just then, outside the door, a soft voice rang out, a little nervous and asked.

Ning Chen turned around and looked at the beautiful shadow at the door. A touch of warmth flashed in his eyes and said, "it's me"

listening to the familiar voice, Liu Ruoxi's eyes were suddenly moist and tears flowed down unconsciously.

A month did not see, Liu Ruoxi Qingjian a lot, the beautiful face added a bit of morbid weakness.

"Come here, push me to walk in the courtyard" rather Chen lightly a smile, way.

Compared with other women he knew, Liu Ruoxi was undoubtedly the weakest one. She had no background, no strength, and even had to rely on a man to survive.

In fact, most of the women in the world are like this, but the women he met before are too powerful, such as lime, Xia Miaoyu, sufeiyan, and such terrible people as fan Lingyue.

However, there is only one listening month in the world, and most people are ordinary people.

He never thought of changing Liu Ruoxi. It's good to be an ordinary person. He lives a quiet life without being involved in the wind and rain outside.

"Hou ye, do you want to go when you come back this time?" Liu Ruoxi asked.

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he said in a low voice, "I'll come back and have a look"

Liu Ruoxi understood what he meant, and his face darkened and he didn't speak any more.