"...... Your Majesty personally led a large army to push the land of Tuyuhun for 4,000 miles to cover their capital city. The Murong Shun who was trapped in Chang'an, his father Murong Fuyun was Busabou Khan, and fled west in a panic. His Majesty took advantage of the victory to pursue him and wanted to open up the southern Silk Road in one go. He ordered the four generals of the army to station Jinshan, Qilian, Pipa Gorge, and Nigang to encircle him on all sides. As a result, Murong Fuyun made people pretend to be him and took the opportunity to sneak away. His Majesty was furious and asked to chase him. He was ambushed and sent two armies to pursue him. He was defeated in Dadoubagu. He heard the news that the wind and thirty-ghost over there was hard to tell day and night. I believe that someone who was familiar with magic helped Murong Fuyun. He attacked several times and lost as many as eight generals, and the soldiers were killed and killed 20,000. Master, Your Majesty may be anxious this time..."

Lu Liangsheng sat there silently, and the rice porridge in the bowl was cold and he asked softly: "Is there any news about Yuanfeng?"

“Not yet.”

"No news..." Lu Liangsheng picked up the bowl again, scattered the chopsticks and finished eating in one breath, and then put it on the table: "That's the best news."

The sun shone in the hall, pushing the shadow of furniture and moving slowly. On the wooden ladder, Hong Lian and secluded, feeling the atmosphere, pursed her lips and did not dare to speak, and quietly retreated upstairs.

"Yuanfeng is the least talkative among you four brothers, but he has the most thoughts. He wants to make a name for himself and dares to fight for his life... Heaven does not allow people in the Taoist practice to use magic to interfere with the rise and fall of the imperial court in the human world, otherwise he would not have been able to almost die last time."

The scholar's voice was calm and calm, but Yuwen Tuo, who had been with his master for many years, could not know that there was anger in this calm tone? Even if he was as calm as he could not speak carefully.

"...But if Yuan Feng had an accident..."

"That's his way." Lu Liangsheng looked at the porridge bowl that was poured diagonally on the table and closed his eyes: "Before going to the battle, he had already explained that he had to rely on himself. It was difficult to interfere with his teacher. Besides, the old mother in Mount Li warned him to be a teacher last time."

“Master…”

"Okay, you have something to do, so go back first."

Lu Liangsheng straightened the bowls and chopsticks and issued the order to expel the guests. Yuwen Tuo sighed, looked at the master's attitude, sighed, and bowed his hand to exit the hall door.

"Master, the disciple is back."

When he was sent to the eaves, Lu Liangsheng didn't say a word. He watched his apprentice walk across the stone steps and go downwards. His eyes became serious. He closed his eyes, turned around, and walked back to the building. When Hong Lian was guarding the aisle, Qiyou told him to ignore it.

The scholar walked into the room and didn't know what to do for a moment. He unconsciously turned up the desk drawer and looked at a broken flag that was flipped out, with blood and dirt remaining on it.

well!

Lu Liangsheng sat there and looked at it for a long time, sighed, stood up and looked for a blank scroll spread on the table, holding the brush in his hand, probably drawing something for a certain apprentice.

The sunlight outside the window became bright, and it was shuttled through the clouds and headed to the west. In the further northwest, there were peaks and peaks, called Dadubagu. The word "gu" does not mean narrowness, but rather two miles wide. The mountains on both sides were high into the clouds and covered with strange rocks. Some places were extremely cold and covered with thick snow.

Fifteen miles away from this valley, the military camp with the word "Sui" written on it. The soldiers at the gate entered and exited from time to time. The soldiers guarding the gate saw several teams of soldiers escorting a carriage from afar. Just as they were about to step forward, the carriage coming from over there lifted a corner of the curtain. The soldier hurriedly retreated and subconsciously wanted to speak, but was stopped by the figure inside. Then, a team walked straight into the military camp.

At this time, except for the patrol soldiers, few people were moving outside. Most of the soldiers hid in tents and roasted on low heat to keep warm, and were still shivering coldly.

"How can I fight this ghost weather? I'm saying that, the Tuyuhun people ran into the valley and couldn't hide. As soon as I entered, they changed the sky. They couldn't touch the direction in the south, west and north, and they were fucking shooting arrows!"

"Who isn't? Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough at that time. I only hit my butt for a moment, and now I can only lie down."

"Hehe, it's better than lying down!"

"You guys say, what should I do to fight in the future? Will Your Majesty ask us to withdraw our troops?"

"Retreat? So many brothers died and many generals left like this. Wouldn't it be in vain?!"

"It's not a solution to drag on it."

"It's better to see Your Majesty."

...........

Such whispers are not a small number. The largest tent in the middle sounded apart. A general wearing armor kicked the long desk down with one foot, and the arrows, documents, and picture albums poured all over the ground. His eyes turned red and swept the generals in the account and clenched his fists.

"Zhang Dinghe underestimated the enemy and died in a fierce battle. We are deeply trusted by Your Majesty. If you don't even know where the enemy is, wouldn't it be a shame for the Great Sui Dynasty! Everyone, how do you think you should fight in this battle?"

"General, the last general is willing to lead another army to attack the valley, and swear to pull Murong Fuyun out of it!"

"Easy to say!"

The general glared at the deputy general who spoke, waved his hand and asked him to kneel back and stand, walking back and forth in front of the long case, "If you fight casually, you can win, we need to stop here?"

Among the six generals on both sides, one at the end was tall, with a majestic armor, and hesitated with thick eyebrows and big eyes. After a while, he was about to stand up and ask for his order, when a sound came from outside the tent: "Thank you all the generals, you are still discussing military information at this time?"

The generals in the tent almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. The general in front of the tent scolded: "Rareless!" Then, he stood up straight and clasped his fists to the other side of the tent.

"God of Liu Jianwu, General of Youtun Guard, pay homage to Your Majesty!"

When the curtain was lifted, Yang Guang wore a thick robe and came in with the chill outside. The generals on both sides immediately bowed their heads and shouted together: "Greetings to Your Majesty!"

"No need to be treated."

The emperor waved his hand at them, walked straight through the middle, and helped up the long-slumped desk. General Liu Jianwu wanted to help, but was stopped by Yang Guang. He personally picked up the arrows and documents that fell from the ground, blew the dust on it, and placed them on the desk.

"It seems that my General Liu has set a lot of fire."

"I am guilty!" Liu Jianwu quickly knelt down on one knee. On the other side, Yang Guang walked to the back of the case and sat down, reached out to let him get up and talk, and looked at the generals present.

"I came here, not because I apologized. What I want is to hear you conquered Dadoubagu, capture Murong Fuyun, and take me to Chang'an to reunite with his son."

The generals in the army over there listened quietly. Yang Guang flipped through an arrow and took a deep breath. His smile gradually calmed down when he came in just now.

"...I can't actually laugh. A few days ago, I felt uncomfortable when I heard the news of the death of several generals. But now my Great Sui has pushed four thousand miles westward and conquered half of Tuyuhun. How could I give up halfway? I left, just to let those heroes fighting for me and the Great Sui die in vain. I will not agree first!"

With a slight sound, the emperor threw the arrow that he was playing with was thrown to the table, and his eyes raised to look around: "My central army is already on the way to come. This big fight will be taken down. Tomorrow, I will stare at here, watching you fight, and see if there are any demons who interfere and hinder me!"

The sight finally froze on Liu Jianwu.

"General, are you sure?"

"have!"

Liu Jianwu bowed and shouted. Among the generals behind, the hesitant general walked out strode and clasped his fists at the emperor sitting in the middle: "Your Majesty, the last general Qu Yuanfeng, is willing to bring his troops to serve as the first formation!"

Qu Yuanfeng?

Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have heard of this name somewhere, but now the military is discussing matters, so he cannot be thought about it carefully. Seeing that he is handsome and has a strong figure, he must be a brave man.

Then he nodded in agreement, slapped the desk and stood up.

"In this way, General Qu will attack the valley tomorrow, and I will hold you in the battle!"
Chapter completed!