On the first day of the August 1st, the wind was bright and the white clouds were lingering under the blue sky. The cattle and sheep that were originally everywhere disappeared. Several long dragons were moving towards the royal court of the Mo Ren. Eighty miles away from the royal court, Xubnaying led the team of the Mo Ren seeking peace to see Zheng Huang Shi Fangzhen.

Shi Fangzhen rode on his horse and followed the army. After hearing the report, he burst into laughter and said, "Go and tell the messenger of the Mo Ren, this place is not far from the royal court. It will not be too late to come to ask for peace after entering the royal court's golden tent. I will order the three armies to speed up the pace. I will reward the soldiers who have made meritorious salaries in the royal court. I heard that the saint of the Mo Ren is good at singing and dancing, so let her sing and dancing for me at that time."

The cheers were thundering, and the army was moving faster. Wang Keming was behind Shi Fangzhen, looking at the proud emperor who was hitting the horse and whipping, and couldn't help but remind him, "Long live, the travelers of a hundred miles are half ninety, and the desert people will never be willing to fail. Long live, don't be careless."

"I know that the Mo people want to delay the advance of the army by asking for peace, how can I be deceived?" Shi Fangzhen said with a smile. However, what the general said is reasonable. The closer they get to the royal court, the more careful they should be. The Man of Mo people still have more than 200,000 troops to fight. How to use troops is the general's responsibility, I don't care. It's only eighty miles away from the royal court. I hope to see the royal court's golden tent as soon as possible."

Jiang Anyi was in a dream these two days. He heard Shi Chongren tell him privately that the emperor was preparing to grant him a great honor after conquering the royal court of the Morenian Court and promoted him to "Pingshan Hou". He grinned from time to time. The scholar Wanhu Hou had achieved his goal in his life before he was in his early thirties, and he seemed to have no idea what to do next.

At the third hour of Shen Zheng, the sun was still a distance away from setting. Wang Keming ordered the army to set up camp. Here is fifty miles away from the royal court. Wang Keming was preparing to use this place as a base for attacking the royal court of the desert. The distance between the royal court will be a battlefield for the decisive battle.

Until now, the Zheng army had only less than 800,000 troops left. Wang Keming organized the army into four groups, Miao Tieshan, Qi Xinwen, and Zhu Jinfeng each led 200,000 troops to arch the central army. Behind the central army were baggage, servants, and the army tightened into fists, occupying more than 30 miles in a radius. Looking around, the camp tent was next to the camp tent, the sound of horns, shouts, and horse hooves. The entire camp was like a lively market.

Wang Keming did not dare to slacken at all. After settling down on the emperor, he ordered the Military Information Department envoy Huang Xi to send people to inquire about the news of the Moren. Then he rushed to the camp ten miles away to inspect and discuss the combat plan with Miao Tieshan and others.

Jiang Anyi's camp tent is not far from the right side of the Central Army Emperor's tent, which is the base of King Luo Huai. Shi Chongren's tent is several times wider than that of ordinary soldiers. The ground is covered with felt carpets, tables and chairs, and the corner of the tent is smoked with sandalwood. The setting sun shines through the window of the tent and falls on the wild flowers in the bottle on the table, making the iron-blooded barracks a little more warm.

"Wonderful, Master Jiang's sentence shows a powerful general, and the flags are on the battlefield. The power of the soldiers is overwhelming, and the murderous aura is lit up on the tense atmosphere on the battlefield. My father will definitely applaud when he sees it. Master Jiang, why can't I write the poems I have learned from you for so long? Otherwise, I would say that I wrote them. I wonder if my father would believe it."

Shi Chongren held a few pages of paper and was walking in the tent while muttering. Jiang Anyi ignored him and stroked the short beard on his chin and pondered. Is it sad or withering autumn moon? Will the poem of triumphant feel sad? Will the bend bow and shoot the Khan King exaggerate? After all, the people who killed were all the leaders of the small tribes.

military

Before the Immortal Department's residence was in the imperial tent, Huang Xi was inevitably a little proud when he recalled the people in the martial arts world who were inspired by him. These reckless men were willing to fight for their lives. It was a pity that even if they had the fate to come back to reward merits, they were just small officials of the seventh and eighth ranks. One general had achieved success and ten thousand bones were dry. These martial arts men were destined to achieve their own dry bones. This victory in the Battle of North, he was as an envoy of the Military Intelligence Department. Perhaps the old man Feng Zhong would give way to him.

Huang Xi's eyes became hot. If the eunuch could be awarded a title, he should be able to get an earl, glorify his ancestors and glorify his family. I suddenly thought that he was not Zhang Bojin of the past, but the eunuch Huang Xi. Huang Xi's face turned pale, his eyes became sinister, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Anyi, if you don't kill you, how can you stop this hatred?"

Jiang Jian lifted the curtain and came in. Huang Xi said softly that he could not hide it from his ears, just pretending that he was not aware of his hand and said, "Sir, the spies from the Military Information Department have gone to inquire about the news in batches."

Huang Xi picked up the tea and took a sip. When he put down the teacup, he looked as usual. He asked slowly, "How many people are left in the Military Information Department?"

The Jianghu people who followed the army to fight this northern expedition joined the Military Intelligence Department and nearly half of them suffered casualties, leaving only more than 1,700 people.

Jiang Jian was in his heart and said in a deep voice, "The Military Information Department still has 1,786 spies, and I sent 1,200 people. I hope that after the war, the adults can earn more contributions for these men in the world, so that they will not waste their lives to serve the country."

Huang Xi said, "Don't worry, our family will naturally not treat him badly. Our family is a eunuch. If you want credit, you will naturally speak in front of you. You are a member of the military intelligence department. You are willing to keep the Military Intelligence Department and become a separate system in the army. You are willing to let me continue to be the Military Intelligence Department. The Military Intelligence Department is the official title of the fourth rank, and is the same as the Minister of the Central Secretariat and the Minister of Personnel. If you want to talk about the martial arts rank, you are the General Zhongwu."

Seeing the joyful look flashing across Huang Xi's face, Jiang Jian congratulated in a respectful congratulations, "Congratulations to the adults for their success and success in history." After following Huang Xi's side for many years, Jiang Jian also learned a few compliments.

Huang Xi said, "There is no fragrance in history, hahahahaha."

Jiang Jian couldn't figure it out and didn't know if he had said the wrong thing, so he simply remained silent.

Huang Xi stopped laughing and said calmly, "The Military Intelligence Department will set up two deputy envoys, from the fourth rank General Xuanwu. Jiang Jian, you can be interested."

Jiang Jian was overjoyed and bowed to him, "Thank you for your cultivation, Jiang is willing to drive you to the adults."

"There are too many monks and too little porridge, and there are countless people watching the position of the deputy military intelligence envoy. Even the old commanders in the army also want to take the Military Intelligence Department in their hands. Even if I want to speak for you, I am afraid that people will be slight, and the key is to rely on yourself." Huang Xi picked up the teacup again and said slowly.

Jiang Jian said, "I am a rough man, please tell me clearly."

Huang Xi smiled slightly, looked at Jiang Jian, and said, "I know whether Jiang Jian is a rough person, so there is no need to say anything. Zheng Mo's last battle is about to take the position of deputy military intelligence envoy, it depends on who has made great contributions. No matter how high Jiang Jian's kung fu is, he will not have much chance to go to the battlefield to kill the generals and seize the flag, so it depends on the information of the Mo people. You have also seen it just now. The leader and generals of the Fenglei Sect of the Sect were taken out, but I still want to be the most important thing.

Take a try. Kang Qianfeng's qualifications are far inferior to you, but the contributions made by the Fenglei Sect in the Northern Expedition this time are all counted on him, the young master. Kang's young master chases you, and he is not far from you."

Jiang Jian's face narrowed. Although the Liuhua Sect where he was in was one of the top ten sects, which was better than the Fenglei Sect, Kang Qianfeng was the young sect leader, and the whole sect supported him with all his strength. Kang Qianfeng was willing to spend money and won over a group of people in the Military Information Department, but he was only a disciple of Liuhua Sect. The master left the sect in his early years. Liuhua Sect had limited support for him, which was worse than that in comparison. If he had not been Lord Huang's confidant, he would have been surpassed by Kang Qianfeng.

"We don't hide it from you. Fenglei Sect has a close relationship with King An of Chu. If the Master Kang Sect has made merit, the Prince will naturally speak for him. Our family is the King An of Chu, so we will naturally not refute the prince's face." Huang Xi said indifferently.

Huang Xi didn't like Kang Qianfeng. Although this young man was very respectful in front of him, the jade bent climbing up on his body could not hide it. How could such a person be willing to become his subordinate?

For the prince, whether it is Kang Qianfeng or Jiang Jian, they are all useful minions and use whichever is effective. However, for Huang Xi, Jiang Jian and he have been engaged in the same enemy, and after years of hard work, they are much more useful than Kang Qianfeng. Moreover, Kang Qianfeng was picked up by Shen Wenqing, which may be a problem in the future.

Jiang Jian bowed and said, "Sir, my subordinate understands it. Now we set out to investigate the news about the desert. We will not disappoint you."

As the sky darkened, Jiang Jian passed by Qi Xinwen's camp and rushed to the north.

When Wang Ting Jin tent, Xubnaying general Zheng Emperor refused to see him and threatened to surrender in Wang Ting Jin tent, anger erupted in the golden tent. Kunbo shouted, "The dog emperor is so rude, I must twist his head off."

Li Man also said with a cold face, "Zheng Army is arrogant and arrogant. Don't you know that arrogance will be defeated? According to Mr. Qu's clever plan, you will definitely defeat the Zheng people."

Enhan said, "The Zheng army was stationed fifty miles away and was in a decisive battle. Our army wanted to paralyze the Zheng army and sent people to make false statements of digging rivers to block the river, so that all units could speed up the transportation of hay. Also, the Zheng army had masters to investigate military information, and the Marx sent capable people to intercept and kill them. The Zheng army could not let the Zheng army find out the true intentions of our army."
Chapter completed!