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Chapter 1643

Only Pei Beiyin vaguely knew something about it, and I had to say that saving Pei Beiyin was the right thing to do.

As the incense burned out, the Purple Gold Palace finally became quiet.

Relying on the incomplete and scattered information, Zhou Jian had a general understanding of the Beiyuan heavy cavalry.

It is exactly the same as those heavy cavalry in the history of the Han people, a hundred-man square formation, equipped with chariots, relying on command flags to guide the direction. Every thousand people have a captain of the formation, and every ten thousand people have a lieutenant of the middle army.

But there is only one general, and they are highly concentrated. They attack wherever they choose, and their combat power is overwhelming. Wherever they go, there is no grass growing, and all the troops are just a pile of meat in front of them.

There is no need to fight at all. An army can be smashed by collision alone. It is a taboo among taboos. The money required to cultivate such an army is immeasurable!

a long time.

"Your Majesty?" Pei Beiyin couldn't help but speak when he saw that he had been absentminded for a long time.

He suddenly came back to his senses, threw away his distracting thoughts, and thought that when the night was quiet, he would think of a way to deal with this heavy cavalry, which should not be too far away.

"Okay, I understand, you have helped me a lot."

"Now that the crisis has been cleared, you should take advantage of this opportunity to complete the irrigation and seeding matters as soon as possible." He stood up and said.

Pei Beiyin frowned lightly and nodded. He wanted to ask a few more questions, but then he thought that his identity was not appropriate.

"It's Your Majesty, I'll take my leave now."

"Wait a minute." Zhou Jian suddenly stopped again, walked up to her, touched his nose, and then changed the topic: "Well, Beiyin, is that sand of yours real?"

Suddenly, she was stunned, and then a trace of shame and anger flashed across her cheeks. Aunt Pei stopped calling this bastard boy, or even called him by his name.

"What sand?"

Zhou Jian made a gesture.

Pei Beiyin reacted suddenly, his delicate body couldn't help but tremble, he glared at Zhou Jian fiercely, and left with a blushing face.

How would she respond to such a question?

"Hehe." Zhou Jian looked at her plump back and chuckled on purpose.

Pei Beiyin, who had not yet walked out, heard the laughter and walked faster with his lotus feet. His heart was in a state of confusion and he had an indescribable strange feeling. Why was he so happy to know this?

Wait until they are gone.

Zhou Jian suddenly changed his expression again, with an indescribable seriousness and urgency: "Go and find everyone in the Ministry of War immediately to discuss important matters!"

"yes!"

"..."

In the next three days, as Chang Wei and others were killed, King Runan testified, Pei Beiyin told the world, and there were many ironclad evidences of bribery, the polarity reversed, and King Bei instantly became the center of the storm!

Countless people reviled him, and dignitaries from all over the country attacked him one after another. The image of the victim he devoted to managing completely collapsed. He was criticized verbally and written, and was nailed to the pillar of shame by Zhou Jian!

This time, it was Beiyuan's turn to panic.

After reading a sealed letter and a letter of denunciation from various places, King Bei became furious and shouted to the sky: "Ah!!"

Boom!
Chapter completed!
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