Chen Qingxu looked at Chang Geng's face carefully and said, "I heard that Your Highness went all the way. He went south to Jiangbei to rectify cruel officials and businessmen along the canal, and then returned to Beijing to dispatch the Ministry of Revenue and Lingshu Court. He came to the northwest before the New Year's Eve, running around one after another. He has not had a rest so far, but it seems that his complexion is not bad?"

This incident was quite bizarre. When she left Beijing, the ur bones on Chang Geng's body were almost uncontrollable. She thought he had been working hard and laborious for more than half a year, but I didn't know where he had reached. When he received the Linyuan Wood Bird, Chen Qingxu was almost nervous, fearing that he would see the ominous red light from his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Chang Geng's face turned much better than she thought. Prince Yan's state of "the sky fell and the earth fell and I was calm" seemed to have returned.

It was similar to the years he had when he followed General Zhong and wandered around the world.

But it seems that there is a little difference. He seems not as dull as before, and he is not as deliberate as he used to be, nor is he lacking in fireworks.

"Just run a few times, it won't be enough," Chang Geng said indifferently, "It's said that everything is difficult at the beginning, but in fact I don't think the beginning is the most difficult. You see, the court has reached a point where I have to burn my boats. I can't do it any more, at most I'll be surrounded by foreign soldiers once again. It's impossible for me to be worse. The country's destruction is familiar with it again. The ministers in the court probably have gotten used to it, so I won't blame me too much."

"...Your Highness is so close to Zhuzhe, and he has obtained some true teachings from the Marquis." Chen Qingxu hid Gu Yun, who was not interested in everything, and whipped the corpse once. After whipping the corpse, she carefully savored it and felt that there was some truth, so she said, "Yes, sometimes it is indeed more difficult to accept the decline of the decline after the prosperity of the country."

"That won't be a problem for me." Chang Geng said to her with a casual attitude. "Zi Xi was in poor health when she was young and had to take care of her as soon as possible. If she didn't fight, he wouldn't be in the Xuantie Camp for a few years. If he left, I would go with him."

Chen Qingxu: “…”

It took her a while to realize who this "Zi Xi" was referring to. She was in chaos and suddenly realized that the face of His Highness Yan King's face that could cover the dust of thousands of miles was not the complexion, but the spring/color!

Miss Chen had no idea what to say for a moment - if such incredible feelings could bloom, then, a girl who was no less ugly than anyone else, would have been in the crowd of men all day long, so why would no one dare to express something to her?

Is it because her natural cold face is too lethal?

...It is still the upper beam of General Gu, but the lower beam is not crooked. The strictness of the military management is amazing?

However, Chang Geng's seemingly careless words, although they evoked Miss Chen's sorrow that was not worthy of being outsiders, were undoubtedly equivalent to giving her a reassurance.

Even though the northwest border is high and the emperor is far away, His Highness Yan King can still hear about the methods of turning the clock in the court.

While Chen Qingxu was impressed, he had to worry about his power in the future. She didn't believe in Chang Geng's character, but Urgu was always like a dark cloud that could not be dispelled. In three or five years, he could still stick to his original heart. What about ten or eight years? Will power and poison accelerate his erosion of his mind? At that time, he held the Linyuan wooden card in his hand and was in great power. Who can stop him?

It was not until she heard this that she felt a little relieved - no matter what, as long as the Hou An Ding was fine, there would always be someone in this world who could restrain him and pull him.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingxu was a little secretly grateful that thanks to the Linyuan Wooden Card not being influenced by her opposition, she was finally handed over to Chang Geng. Otherwise, Daliang would not have been able to recover in just half a year.

This breath finally slowly became a powerful force to swallow mountains and rivers on New Year's Eve - the Xuantie Camp divided into three groups and attacked the Western Regions coalition garrison.

The Western Regions Alliance confronted Jiayuguan for a long time, but for a while, he did not receive supplies from foreigners. His own skills were not good, and he would not repair it if the steel armored chariot was broken. He looked around and his allies were idiots who could not describe it. He could not count on them at all, so he had long wanted to retreat.

The 16-Nation Alliance received a scout on the same day, saying that the Xuantie Camp was not moving at all, so he felt relieved.

The guards were wandering around, and the commanders of various countries were gathering together without preparation to quarrel. The entire station was dark and the sudden black crow was as if it had fallen from the sky.

Many people wished they could not stand up in a hurry before they even put their pants on, but were blown over by the fierce wind of the Xuan Iron Camp like falling leaves.

A small country far away saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly calculated his national strength without much wealth. The king and the commander made a quick decision and led the crowd to run away first.

This run seemed to send some signal. The coalition was in an uproar. When it was out of control, Xuanying threw down a lot of copied letters from the sky, and spread them everywhere like paper money. Previously, several small Western countries had secretly communicated with Gu Yun and wrote several ambiguous handwritten letters. At this time, the Hou An Ding, who turned against others, was printed by a bunch of people. It was covered in the air. It was particularly shocking to cooperate with the earliest group of escape pioneers.

Before the two-faced and three-sworded small countries in the Western Regions were yelling to swear with their allies, the sound of the roar of Daliang's bronze roaring and thundering came from the sky.

A clever Xuanying loudly ticked several small rebellious countries in Daliang Mandarin and common languages ​​in the Western Regions, and then brazenly announced: "After you surrender, you will surrender your weapons and retreat aside. If the sword without eyes accidentally hurts your friendly troops, the Xuantie Camp will not be responsible!"

The Western Regions Alliance was completely exploded. At this time, who has the time to stop and read carefully to analyze the right and wrong on the paper? A quick glance at the beginning and end, and saw the name being stingy and humble, and first assumed that it was conclusive evidence that it believed it was eight/9 points.

The teams of the countries in the Western Regions were in chaos, with strong enemies outside and traitors inside. They didn't look like good people when they hit anyone. They fought against each other regardless of the enemy.

It was the first day of the eighth year of Long'an, and Jiaozi passed by, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

After the head coach returned, the Xuan Iron Camp finally showed its fangs that had been suppressed for half a year. The iron sword roared westward, sweeping past the Western Regions coalition garrison like cutting melons and vegetables.

The coalition forces were defeated and fled in a scattered manner. In one night, they saw the true combat power of the Xuan Iron Camp, which could sweep across the eighteen tribes by thirty iron cavalry.

On the second day of the lunar month, a group of defeated soldiers in the Western Regions fought and retreated, and Xuanying captured the King of Kucha, the leader of the Allied Forces of the Sixteen Kingdoms alive.

At the same time, the good news spread to the wounded soldiers in the pass.

This is the first real victory in Daliang since half of the country fell. The entire wounded army was in full swing. Whether it was the Northwest wounded soldiers who were missing their arms and broken legs, or the decent attendants of Prince Yan, they all hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Chang Geng breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He wanted to open his mouth to ask his servants to go back to Beijing immediately, but he called out, but no one could care about him, so he had to shake his head helplessly, take a handkerchief and hand it to Chen Qingxu who was crying silently.

They had been waiting for too long this day, and the building was about to collapse in the storm. However, as long as the rock beam and pillar had not yet fallen and the Xuan Iron Army had not yet broken its power, they would always pick up the ruined rivers and mountains.

On the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, the Western Regions coalition forces retreated to the entrance of the ancient Silk Road. The whereabouts of the captive Han slaves were leaked and they were ambushed by the Loulan people. When the Western Regions coalition forces invaded Daliang, they occupied Loulan in one fell swoop and killed the old king. The young drunkard prince was forced to go into exile in another place. At this time, he finally had the chance to get avenge, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry.

At this point, the coalition forces suffered another heavy blow and were already in a defeat.

On the day of the fifth day of the reign of the fifth year, Xuantieying could not capture the twenty-seven passes of the Revival Silk Road, and directly sent troops to attack the former garrison of the All Nations, capturing all the foreigners who were not yet able to withdraw.

Chen Yi ran to the tent to report: "Master, the grandson of the Western Regions has shrunk and handed over a letter to discuss. He was afraid that he would not be able to explain to their foreign fathers who were fed and fed, and wanted to use the Han people they had captured before to exchange for prisoners. Look..."

Gu Yun agreed immediately: "Switch!"

As soon as this statement came out, the coach's tent was in an uproar, and "the coach's three thoughts" came one after another.

Chen Yi was surprised: "Master, the war report has not been uploaded to the court yet. There are many important foreign nationals among the prisoners, so I have dealt with it privately... Is this right?"

Gu Yun raised his hand and interrupted him: "If the Xuantie Camp had not retreated at that time, these people should be still within their own borders. Even if they became refugees, they could at least line up to get a bowl of porridge and drink it. They would not be captured for no reason and humiliated by animals... I am not blaming you, the order to withdraw troops at that time was also geese... It was reported by me that the Xuantie Camp was preserved, and the victory of being captured and humiliated by compatriots was still above us. No one could be arrogant to the heroes."

As soon as these words were said, there was a silence in the tent, and no one raised any objections - but they soon discovered that Gu Yun had no intention of "unauthorized" to deal with prisoners of war.

The two sides agreed to exchange their captives back at the agreed place. However, just when the Western Regions coalition was about to leave in shame, a light Qiu Xuan cavalry suddenly took a wooden arrow rod without the tip of the arrow, and poked it gently to the chest of the person next to him. The man had a chicken blood bag on his chest, and it was broken with one poked. From a distance, it looked like he was hit by an arrow.

The one who was "hit the arrow" was very dedicated and swung back and forth around the place before he could enter the stage of pretending to be dead to the end.

Facing the stunned enemy, Gu Yun gave a cold and ruthless order: "These things that are worse than pigs and dogs are addicted to being treacherous and used the name of replacing prisoners, they even shot secret arrows to attack our army and took them down!"

The light cavalry in front of the front suddenly dispersed, and dozens of heavy armored people came out. Gu Yun's words fell and the heavy artillery had already fired.

When Gu Yun was young, he was still a novice when he quelled the rebellion of the Western Regions, and he was not as shameless as this. Later, when the ancient Silk Road was opened and the two sides were in friendship, Anding Hou always maintained the demeanor of a great power, restrained his subordinates, and was always a confucian general who was "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness" to the outside world.

Who knew that he could point a deer in front of him as a horse, turn black and white, and tell lies with his eyes open!

The Western Regions Allied Forces, who had agreed to come to replace prisoners, were shocked with the prisoners of all countries. They had no time to resist in anger. The ambushed Xuanying fell from the sky, cut off the back path, and hummed in the air, silenced half of the signal flares, and cleaned them up in a few seconds.

Then Gu Yun turned to Chen Yi and said, "I just borrowed some prisoners of war to fish, which can't be considered 'unauthorized', right?"

Chen Yi: "..."

Most of the Central Plains prisoners captured by the Western Regions coalition were merchants who came from thousands of miles to make a living. After a moment of thought, they did not retreat with Du Caishen, and even fell into this situation.

Some of these people do small business transactions and some make a living with caravans. The men, women, young and old together, were still more than 30 people left - the others were already dead at the hands of the Western Regions.

That night, the people of Central Plains who were humiliated in all kinds of ways and were used as cows as horses, finally helped each other back to their territory under the escort of Xuantie Camp. They were about ten feet away from the ancient Silk Road Pass and were not enough to pass. I don’t know who took the lead in kneeling down and robbed the ground with his head, and cried bitterly. There was a lot of sorrow at the entrance of the Silk Road, and the lonely geese could not bear to listen to it.

Gu Yun waved his hand and ordered the escort soldiers to stop and not urge them, and waited silently.

Among these prisoners, only one of them did not cry. The man was about thirty years old, and was gentle and looked like a scholar. He was surrounded by a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old and came straight to Gu Yun without overcoming him. He stood far away from a distance through Yishui's personal soldiers.

A personal soldier said in Gu Yun's ear: "Master, I heard from people on the way that it seems that this scholar brought together the refugees who were captured by the Western Regions people. He saved so many people. He also designed to reveal the whereabouts of the Western Regions dog thieves, so that Prince Loulan had a chance to attack."

Gu Yun was stunned at first, and before he could think about it, he saw that the scholar had already knelt down with the boy beside him.

Although Gu Yun had just finished playing hooligans, he did not dare to be a little bit disrespectful to these people and hurriedly said, "Sir, don't be like this. Please get up quickly, what do you call me?"

The scholar refused his support and said in a deep voice: "Master General, Cao Min's surname is Bai Mingchu. He is a poor scholar who has failed to pass the exam for a long time. He has a very unpromising future. Because his parents died early and his family is poor, he lost his intention to take the imperial examination. Last year, he brought his younger brother to the ancient Silk Road to write calculations for people to make a living. Unexpectedly, he suffered such a disaster. Although Bai was not talented, he was also a disciple of a saint. He knew the truth that "not humiliating first, not humiliating himself, not humiliating the truth, not humiliating the truth and words are the qualities of scholars." However, due to the situation, he fell into the hands of the enemy. In order to survive, he was insulted by those dog thieves and castrated him..."

Gu Yun was shocked and didn't know what to say for a moment. He personally went forward, came to the two brothers, and said in a deep voice: "It's because we're late."

Bai Chu said: "I'm just trying to survive until now, but I just want to see the king's army recover the lost territory with my own eyes."

Gu Yun bowed solemnly: "Sir, I will report to the court for his great achievements."

Bai Chu smiled softly: "How dare you take credit for your broken body? It's just that the grass-crown people have a ruthless request."

Gu Yun: "Please say it."

Bai Chu said: "I have a young brother named Zheng, who is only sixteen years old, and is not as good as adults. Fortunately, he is born with strength. Although most of the six arts of gentlemen are not good, the art of riding and shooting is still acceptable. Caomin knew that Xuantie Camp is a powerful weapon for the country, and all the soldiers were elite. With his qualifications, he was not worthy of him. He only wanted to be a servant who ran errands and served, and followed the commander in front of the horse and coached for a few years. In the future, he would have a spirit in the sky and let him grow into a man who stood tall and upright."

Gu Yun glanced at the boy. Seeing that he was so crazy, he didn't interrupt. He still wiped tears with red eyes beside him, and sighed inwardly: "Sir, please get up quickly, this is all a trivial matter..."

Bai Chu pressed the boy's head forward a few steps and forced him to kneel in front of Gu Yun: "Kowtow to the Grand Marshal."

Bai Zheng was probably a child with a solid heart. He kowtowed desperately if he kowtowed, without any silence. The stone bricks under his feet made him kowtow. Gu Yun had no choice but to bend down to help him up. However, as soon as he touched the boy's shoulders, he was stunned. He felt that the child's shoulders could not be trembled, not as if he was excited, but as if... fear.

A few thoughts suddenly flashed through Gu Yun's heart—

The Western Regions Alliance was attacked due to leaks on the ancient Silk Road and suffered heavy losses. How could he not be furious?

Then the first thing they are to be hit will be attacked by these suspect prisoners in the Central Plains, and others will put them aside first, but the leader, regardless of whether it is related to this matter, will definitely be implicated. The enemy will not care whether there is any injustice or not, nor will there be evidence at all. He will not leave his life without a little doubt.

This time, I will replace prisoners, let’s just let some old, weak, sick and disabled people be put back, how could I also release Bai Chu?

He felt something was wrong just now, but when Bai Chu said that sadly to dozens of people, he felt aroused and guilty in his heart for a while, and did not go into it!

As soon as Gu Yun was alert, he immediately retreated. At this moment, he heard a loud roar. The whole person swelled up, his thin face was round, and his skin was cracked inch - a torn human skin/face/dress fell on his face.

"Master!"

A heavy black iron armor pounced over without hesitation, hugged Gu Yun, and turned around and protected him with the back of the three-layer steel plate as a shield.
Chapter completed!