Under the bleak sunset, Fei Chuangu, who retreated into Fuping City under the grey mountains and valleys, looked back and tears flowed down, and burst into tears.

He saw fireworks flying in the faint dim light on the battlefield more than ten miles outside the city; in the gray fog, countless blood-colored corpses were lying, which were the color of the battle robes that were stained by the Great Qi Jianrui under his command.

But there is no doubt that all these people died in battle, under the iron hooves and butcher knives of the government army, and the heaven and earth and the fields became their tombs; in this way, with Fei Chuangu's ambition to be the border of the Xin Dynasty of the Great Qi Dynasty, they were destroyed and destroyed in this unknown valley outside Fuping City.

Among them, he brought out the fifth battalion, horse and mule team of his headquarters, including most relatives and the townsmen; and the most powerful and fierce generals under his command; he only left thousands of weak troops in this lonely city, and sat in the sad city with him under the siege of the official army.

Moreover, since these government troops who suddenly attacked his rear, which caused the entire army to lose, emerged from the south, it also meant that his food route, the people he arranged for the escorts from the palace, and even the number of messengers who had sent to seek help, were no longer spared.

On the other hand, compared with the mountains in the north and east, since these government troops subordinate to Hedong came out from the rear, does it mean that Wang Chongrong, the governor of the Hezhong Jiedushi, who is his side and wings, is there any problem on the territory, or is it simply a rebellion?

When the day light was white again, the government troops set up camps under the city also began to clean up the battlefield and count the corresponding gains; with the voices of the singing newspapers, those figures who once had prominent titles in the New Dynasties of the Great Qi were also cut off their heads and presented them to them, and they were identified one by one under the recognition of the prisoners who were fighting all over the body.

"Congratulations to you, you will win the first battle..."

Chen Jingsi, the chief official of Daibeixingying, whose face was covered with the wind and frost outside the border, also spoke out loudly.

"But I don't know how my husband said that Wang Chongrong's poem "The Rat" was used by the government army and gave way to the government army... "

"Of course, that thief Wang Chongrong didn't let it go so easily. He might have to have a chance to sell it at a price..."

He was riding on a horse in a purple robe and Jinxian Guan, holding the whisk in his hand and his face was as beautiful as a jade. He was elegant in appearance, but he looked at all this and said lightly:

"But under his command there are many loyal and righteous people who are eager to call the court. As long as you promise to be a guardian, a general, or even a noble person, not to mention traveling by way of the way, it will be a matter of time before you even offer the entire state to the tent."

"But after this incident, this guy had no room for slow rebellion with Huang Ni, and he had to return to the court... My husband is really a magical plan and a single shot."

Chen Jingsi continued to compliment without hesitation:

As a great official in charge of the army, he had long realized that the world is completely different now, and only a military man with soldiers in his hands is the loudest-talking existence.

After losing the title of the imperial center, he was a dual identity of the emperor's slave and the noble of the great netherworld, and he could no longer control himself in front of these warriors.

"But I still have to work hard for Chen Dujian to run outside the (Silver) Mountain. If not, how could these Shatujian cavalry think that they would defeat the enemy?"

Cui Onqian, however, in turn, comforted and praised it. For Cui Onqian, in the current state of affairs, it is much better to get a military supervisor who cooperates and cooperates more than other utilitarians who randomly reach out and make a fuss.

So he continued to speak:

"I'll be worried that the capital supervisor would tell the 'Flying Huzi' that as long as I continue to work hard for the king's affairs, I will not blame the crimes of the people who raised troops to plunder Yanmen and plunder Yanmen, and the Beidu..."

As the object of discussion they were also the most eye-catching existence in the official army camp; there were undoubtedly those Shatuo cavalry who were wandering around the battlefield, with black robes and black armor, and fur on their saddles and helmets, looking solemn and stern.

Beneath their meticulously surrounded and surrounded by a row of serpents, there were black armor and black cloaks, with tiger and leopard skin wrapped around their waists, and black and gray fox tails hanging from the fur-covered pockets; even the war horses were covered with black scale iron chest protection and covers, and a general exuded a bitter and sharp aura.

In front of his saddle, there was a unique braid and then a thin braid, and he died with his eyes open. However, this head was obviously specially concocted, so even if it was hung on the horse for so long, it did not corrupt at all, and the person who kept it was as if he was born at the last moment.

As the first formation for him to come out of the mountain to rule the Shatuo tribes, he used the imperial envoy to deceive the city of Yunzhou. He killed Helianduo, the general of Yinshan Prefecture and the defensive envoy of Datar, who once had the hatred of destroying his family and repeatedly bribed the leader of Datar to secretly design and kill his father and son but failed.

"Fan Hu is Fan Hu. Even if he is driven by the court, he will not take off his raw meat and drink blood. He will lead beasts and eat people in nature."

But a central army aide in the distance couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.

"Be careful... My husband wants to use this kind of person."

Another aide quickly lowered his voice and persuaded him.

"If you provoke this villain, I'm afraid my husband won't care about you and me for a lifetime... Have you forgotten the consequences of the ministers who rebelled against the capital during the Dali period?"

Then, the order to continue to march south came; and after the Shatuo cavalry, who was the first to leave, the originally solemn and depressing atmosphere in the official army became a little alive again.

——I am the dividing line—

However, in Dantu City, Zhou Huaian was soaked in the pond early. He let two mermaids, either strong or plump but also exposed, carefully scrub every corner of Taoism from scratch, but did not do anything unnecessary.

Because today is also a day for a long time to meet again and have to talk to each other at night; so after eating late, the women at home gathered in the largest living room early, talking to each other or having fun with chess.

It was not until Zhou Huaian, who had handled the last wave of official duties, walked in with the crisp sound of pushing the door and lifting the curtain; the loose and leisurely atmosphere suddenly became a little charming and hot.

The so-called swallow is thin and fat, delicate and mature, beautiful, youthful and plump, innocent and charming, delicate and healthy, and with the wonderful postures between various moves, it blooms in the huge inner room in the same courtyard.

According to the current system of the back home, they are divided into different combinations according to their past living habits to live and live. For example, the earliest small pendant I met is with Qingluo, Yao Niang and Dou Dou, and Zhuer together;

"Grandmaster."

"Master."

“On Lord.”

But when he was awakened again, Cao Hongyao had packed his food utensils and left. Outside the curtain were the figures of Mi Bao, Yuan Jing, Liao Yuan, Lu Yan and others. Obviously something important happened.

"Report to the Grand Governor, the emergency military information coming from the upper reaches of the river..."

"Just five days ago, the Dongchuan army attacked Yuzhou along the river, and the Xiajiang Road was in a hurry."

"Jiangling Living Office has mobilized ten supplementary battalions and five garrison battalions in Hunan and Jingnan according to one of the plans, totaling more than 30,000 troops."

"Three days ago, General Su (Wu Ming) Lang was in charge and took a boat to the Xiajiang Road to support the local front."

Zhou Huaian couldn't help but feel a stern heart and then sighed secretly; his front line was still too long. You should know that the Yangtze River channel from Yuzhou to Dantu City is nearly 3,000 miles, and even if it has a wall signal tower system for transmission, it took several days.

It only takes more than a day to go from Yuzhou in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River to Jiangling City; but it is much slower to go from Jiangling to Yuzhou.

According to the traditional route, it is best to drag people and animals alone for five or six days. If the weather is bad, such as the rainy season in Wushan River Gorge, it is normal to drag it for seven or eight days.
Chapter completed!