The sky was gloomy, the towering city walls were stretched, with mottled burning marks, and the traces of swords and guns. There were dark red left by the dry blood in some places. The soldiers patrolling the city wall looked at the intertwined roads outside the city with vigilant eyes, and the crowds gathered and separated.

Official roads, mud roads in the countryside, people shouted, the shafts were chaotic, the summer hot air, dust filled, and the crowded crowd, the strong man pushed the wheel, and the whole family was on top of it, his wife and daughter pulled the corner of his clothes and followed behind in panic. On one side, the wealthy family drove a ox cart and dragged the food, scolding the family for walking faster, the old man with a crutch fell, sat on the side of the road with difficulty, watching the crowd leave...

Under the gloomy sky, people living outside the city began to leave one after another on the roads of Linzhou, seeking relatives to other states to avoid war.

The breath of war gradually spread.

"Open the city gate!"

The gate of Wantong County opened wide, and a team of horses rushed out. The young man in charge sounded a whip and shouted: "Go!"

The reason why the city gates are closed on the southwest official road is that few people can come out of the city, which seems much spacious. This horse team rushed out and ran smoothly to the south. Occasionally, when encountering blocked roads, some knights rushed forward and waved their whips.

"Get out of the way!"

In the shouting, the old man carrying a basket on the side was accidentally injured by a whip that was swung away and fell to the ground. The old man's son cried: "Dad!"

After grabbing the stones on the ground, they will fight to the death.

"Bare me to death, why do you beat my dad?! You guys are so full of food, who cares about your life? I see that the crops are growing... You guys are suffering from plague!!"

The knight leaned his horse's head and reached out to draw his sword.

"stop!"

Chen Jing sat on the horse's back, shouted loudly to stop the subordinate, brought the guards up, waved his hand and pushed the crying young man two feet from the air, without hurting the other party.

Then, he raised his hands on the horse's back and shouted loudly to the people around him in panic:

"... Jing is also a Chen native, and this place is also my hometown, but now it is occupied by the Sui people. I come back to hope that you and Chen people can restore their homeland. I also ask all the villagers to endure it for a while and repel the Sui army. Jing will definitely let you live a stable life!"

The words spread slowly, but on the road ahead, the vast crowd just looked at him, and no one spoke to him. Chen Jing pursed his lips tightly, put down his hand, and turned his head and whispered to his left and right:

"Let's go, don't hurt them."

The horse team slowly squeezed through the crowd and left for the front, and then moved far away before regaining the speed. The boundary to the south was approaching Hegu County. With the support of the three cities of Fulin Prefecture, Chen Fu decided to extend it inward and arrange a deep strategy to fight against the upcoming Sui army.

At present, an army led by the former Chen Dynasty general has set sail, and Chen Fu is also in the army at this time, serving as a sacrificial sacrificial wine.

Dadadadadada.....

The horse team from afar crossed the road, forests, and the sky further south was dark and cloudy, with lightning flashing, and dull thunder walked across the sky.

The inspectors heard the iron hooves spread and turned away, and the horses that came slowly slowed down.

"dismount!"

Chen Jing raised his hand and greeted him, turned over and got off the horse's back. The soldiers patrolling nearby recognized who the young man in the lead was and hurried forward and pulled the reins.

More than a hundred knights following there came down one after another, followed Chen Jing through the woods, turned the corner of the dirt road, and their vision became wider.

A small river is from north to south, and the barracks are handled by the fences are close to the river bank, with flags and soldiers coming and going, showing a serious and serious killing.

At the gate of the back camp where food and fodder came in and out, the guards saw a group of people leading horses, and their weapons were pressing down and stopped them. The soldiers who had patrolled horses before stepped forward and whispered for a while, and made way out. They waited for the other party to pass by before asking:

"Who was that person just now?"

"Don't you know? Our Chen Chao's Majesty."

"Oh... I really can't recognize you without wearing a dragon robe. I am under General Cao. General Cao raised his troops and followed him together. I have never seen His Majesty."

"Which General Cao? Cao Shouren?"

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Chen Jing walked into the military camp and asked the position of the priest Chen Fu. The cavalry following him went to repair it. He walked straight to the center of the tent. The guards guarding the tent had seen this young emperor. When the soldiers in his hand were retracted, he immediately closed his abdomen and chest, and raised his head.

"See Your Majesty!"

"Jijiu and General Cao are inside?"

"exist!"

Chen Jing nodded, lifted the curtain and strode in. Inside, there were some military documents piled up in the long table. The lights swayed, and there was a map hanging on one side of the lit tent.

The gray-bearded old man was pointing at the map with a middle-aged general, drawing with his fingers, and whispering to the next battle.

Hearing the footsteps, the two turned around, the old man laughed, stroked his beard and greeted him, reaching out to hold Chen Jing who wanted to salute.

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly come here?"

On the other side, the general with thick eyebrows and big beard pressed against the hilt of his waist and strode forward, came to the back of the old man and stood still, bowed his hands, and lowered his face: "My minister Cao Shouren, pay homage to Your Majesty!"

"General Cao doesn't need to be too polite."

Chen Jing helped the escort leader who escorted him and his mother to Tianzhi. After the demise of the Chen Dynasty, he became a prisoner and kept lurking in the army. He came back to contact his master. He raised an army and responded without thinking. He successfully captured Wantong County and had a foundation.

"Master, when I came over, I suddenly thought that Hegu County was close to Mr. Lu's hometown. I also heard that Mr. Zhou from Hegu County had a strong relationship with him, and he was a mentor. I thought......"

Ahem!

Chen Fu coughed, and Ci's eyes suddenly became majestic, "Your Majesty, it's better to change your claim."

"Uh... well."

On the other side, Chen Jing smiled uneasyly, paused tone, and spoke again.

"This time I attacked the city, I think it's better to send someone to contact him and let him persuade the county magistrate to surrender. It's best to be able to do nothing. On the way I came, I saw the people leaving their hometowns and avoiding the war...."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Fu caressed the gray and long beards under his chin, closed his eyes as if he was thinking. After a moment, he opened his eyes and smiled on his face.

"Your Majesty is good at attacking the enemy. That scholar Zhou has also heard of him. This county is famous. If he persuades the county magistrate, he can indeed take down this city without bloodshed. If the late emperor could see Your Majesty so attentively."

Looking at the apprentice opposite, Emperor Chen Chao repeated: "It's amazing."

Cao Shouren, who was in the side seat and accompanied the foil, also agreed with this strategy. They were all Chen people, so there was no need to meet each other, but he was from a corps and had a good idea.

"Your Majesty, I'll give you a wine. What if that scholar Zhou refused? As I thought, I'll send someone to contact you first, and while rushing to build siege equipment, the other party refused, and then launched the siege directly."

The lights on the table were shaking and the big tent became quiet. Chen Jing frowned and wanted to speak, but his master Chen Fu started talking first, stroked his long beard and shook his head.

"I definitely don't know. Zhou Yong is a scholar who has a lot of books and studies. Who doesn't have the idea of ​​his homeland? General Cao first sent someone to sneak into the city and test it."

"yes!"

Cao Shouren stood up with his armor, bowed to Chen Jing, and then bowed to Chen Fu beside him, strode out of the military tent, and arranged for the scout to go.

The general in the army left, and the atmosphere in the tent was much more relaxed. Chen Jing got up and sat next to the old man, poured him a bowl of tea.

"Master, do you think Mr. Zhou will follow us?"

"meeting......"

The old man who put down the tea bowl fell to the table, his eyes narrowed, and his tone felt a sense of majesty. When he returned here, he wanted to restore his homeland for the rest of his life, and he would be worthy of the ancestors of the royal family in a hundred years.

At the edge of the bowl I put, the old man's fingers couldn't help but use force. The pottery bowl suddenly shattered, and the second half of the sentence I had not finished just now was also followed.

"...must be sure!"

boom--

The thunder finally exploded in the clouds, and heavy rain washed down.

The sky-high lead-blue rain, the city in the distance was soaked in a piece of water vapor, and the people on the street spread their sleeves and covered their heads and ran to the eaves to hide.

In a certain courtyard in the city, ancient pine trees poked out of the courtyard wall and swayed slowly in the wind and rain. In the front yard, the servant carried tea through the eaves of the corridor intertwined with pearl curtains and knocked on the door in front.

Soon, I entered with a wooden plate. Opposite the open door, three ancient bookshelves reflected in my eyes, each booklet is neatly arranged. On the red sandalwood desk, there are brushes of different sizes hanging on the pen holder. One of them is missing, waving in the hand of an old man in a green robe, outlining two big words of Qiankun.

The old man with all white hair sat on the big chair, picked up the freshly written words, and blew the ink on it.
Chapter completed!