"Failed, it's all over!"

Monk Baoyan held his head and fell into endless self-blame... It took them more than ten years of Manichaeism to find a good dog like Liu Jichong. In order to control him and cultivate him, he spared no expense, and the money spent alone exceeded one million yuan!

This time, 30% of the elite dead soldiers were arranged into the army, trying to make a desperate bet... but the result was very miserable. Liu Jichong died, and the Manichaean dead soldiers were killed by Pan Mei for hundreds of them.

Baoyan is like a gambler who has lost all his capital. Although he is still alive, it is not much different from death.

The court will soon investigate. At that time, I don’t know how many Manichae believers will be in the ground. Decades of hard work will be wasted. He Baoyan is a Manichae sinner!

There is no other way to die!

He pulled out his dagger and stabbed it hard in his neck.

Bang!

The stone inkstone hit him, and he fell to the ground at Baoyan's temples. Blood flowed, his face full of his eyes turned into a terrible red color.

The one who took action was Liu Chengjun, the Prince of Northern Han who saved Baoyan.

"Useless waste! I thought you were a little Taoist practice? I didn't expect that it was so useless! Why, I dare not live anymore and want to die?"

Baoyan was speechless.

Liu Chengjun sneered, unable to bear even a little setback, how can he accomplish great things?

The Manichaeisms are rats, and they can't get on the table, which is useless than Xiao Siwen's fox! If there are other candidates, I won't cooperate with them.

"Get out of here and lead the way for my men right away!"

"Lead the way? Where are you going? Are you going to fight Ye Hua?" Bao Yan looked panicked. He only knew Ye Hua's reputation before and didn't care much, but this time, the champion Hou Shentiao's weapon came from the sky and rushed into the Zhangshui camp in a battle, which completely scared Bao Yan's courage. He finally learned about the power of the Great Zhou army god!

Champion Hou is as famous as his name!

Can Liu Chengjun be the opponent of the champion Hou? Although he is standing on the same side as Liu Chengjun, Baoyan cannot help but doubt his ability.

Instead of asking Ye Hua to die, it would be better to wipe your neck and feel happy!

"Hmph! Ye Hua is worthy of comparing with this prince? I will pull off his head sooner or later!" Liu Chengjun's tone was full of disdain, but when he listened carefully, it was actually more fear and fear!

He has never hated someone so much.

Ye Hua can be regarded as his nemesis.

In the battle of Linzhou, he fled in a panic. He was injured by arrows, leaving behind the root of his illness. Every autumn and winter, he coughed constantly, like a tuberculosis!

Also, when he was hunting with the Khitan, Ye Hua humiliated and mocked him, and ruthlessly trampled on his dignity on the ground. Liu Chengjun swore at that time that he must make Ye Hua pay a price of ten times more!

Unfortunately, God did not favor him, Hedong became increasingly declining, while the Great Zhou was booming.

The Khitan was defeated and Ye Hua led the army to kill.

He wants to destroy my world!

Glory, health, dignity, country... Ye Hua is like a cruel depriver, leaving nothing for himself!

Such an irreconcilable grudge, even if you become a ghost, you must avenge it!

...In Ye Hua's eyes, Liu Chengjun is just a not-so-front opponent, but in Liu Chengjun's eyes, Ye Hua is just taking away all his life and death enemies and never stopping!

"I must settle the score with him, but now is not the time! I have something more important!"

Liu Chengjun gritted his teeth. He knew clearly what he could do even if he defeated Ye Hua now. There were countless people in the Great Zhou Dynasty and could organize an army of hundreds of thousands at any time. Each of them could drown him with a spit.

"For the sake of this, I can only ask God to help us!"

Liu Chengjun smiled coldly and strangely, like a night owl, which made people get goosebumps.

Baoyan didn't understand what he meant, so he subconsciously asked, "Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

"You don't need to know!"

Liu Chengjun said rudely: "Go, bring your shrimp soldiers and crab generals and be my guide!"

Baoyan dared not disobey and could only lead the way.

Liu Chengjun led three thousand cavalry to leave Qinzhou, which is the southernmost end of the Northern Han territory and the closest place to the Yellow River.

"go ahead!"

Liu Chengjun's face turned red and his spirit was flying, like an overburning candle, leading the cavalry, rushing straight to Zezhou.

The governor of Zezhou was named Zhang Fu. He was from Li Yun and secretly did business with the Northern Han Dynasty. Therefore, he had almost no resistance, so Liu Chengjun broke into Zezhou.

Zezhou is only a hundred miles away from the Yellow River.

Liu Chengjun showed a smug and hideous smile.

"Ye Hua's men have come?"

Zhang Fu shook his head, "Not yet! I heard that it seems that he is still in the Zhangshui army."

Liu Chengjun smiled even happier, looking at the south, and said with satisfaction from the bottom of his heart: "Indeed, after experiencing chaos, Ye Hua has to deal with it for a while... Although Liu Jichong is a waste, he has held Ye Hua's footsteps and barely considered that he has some minor achievements! The difference between this battle is a slight difference, and the outcome is decided! Ye Hua, you lost!"

"Walk!"

Liu Chengjun gave the order and left Zezhou without any rest, and continued to run south.

On the way, Liu Chengjun Baoyan said: "Let your people inform the Manichaeans around you, let them gather on the bank of the Yellow River and obey the orders of this prince!"

Baoyan agreed obediently, and he sent the person out, but he was puzzled: "What should I do if I go to the bank of the Yellow River?"

Liu Chengjun suddenly laughed, "Don't you know yet? That prince will tell you that I want to dig the Yellow River!"

"What?"

Baoyan fell from the war horse in fear, his arm fell to the ground, making a crackling sound, and his bones were broken!

Baoyan was sweating coldly and his whole body was trembling.

But what scared him even more was Liu Chengjun's words.

Baoyan went crazy and rolled and crawled in front of Liu Chengjun, stretched out an arm, stopped the war horse, and said tremblingly: "What are you going to do?"

Liu Chengjun looked down at him, as if he was looking at an ant.

"Do you still want this prince to waste his words? I want to dig the Yellow River! I will flood the Central Plains, flood Kaifeng, flood Guo Rong, and flood Ye Hua!"

"You, you're crazy!" Baoyan exclaimed in dismay.

Liu Chengjun's pupils were bleeding, and it was indeed no different from a madman. He laughed loudly.

"Hedong is a poor person, and he is not a match for Guo Rong. Is there any other way I can do other than dig the Yellow River? You said?"

Baoyan shook his head in pain. He felt that Liu Chengjun was a terrible devil! Even if he had a little bit of human heart, he would not have such thoughts.

That's tens of millions of lives!

They are all innocent people, how can they do it?

Baoyan suddenly knelt on the ground with his knees, crying in tears, shouting: "Your Highness, you are going to compete for the Central Plains, unify the world, and dig the Yellow River, and suffer the evil of heaven. Even if you succeed, the people will despise Your Highness. How can you rule the Jiuzhou? Your Highness, only a benevolent person can win the world, you are very merciful... stop!"

Baoyan tried hard to get his forehead covered with soil and blood. The land under his feet was also where he grew up. Even if they were thinking about rebelling every day, they had never planned to dig the Yellow River. What they wanted was a world of flowers, not a ghost creature in the country!

"Let me stop? You deserve it too!"

Swish!

Liu Chengjun drew out the sword and waved it suddenly. Baoyan was also good at kung fu, but he was upset and didn't beware of it. He was just scratched by a sword and blood splattered three feet... Baoyan did not die immediately, but he still had a half-clear Qingming Festival.

Chai Rong destroyed the Buddhas just to destroy the temples and impose them on Youzhou.

Everyone hated her teeth and felt that Chai Rong was already crazy and could not be added.

They chose to collude with the Northern Han Dynasty, try to rebel and build a pure land... But until this moment, he suddenly realized that no matter how bad Chai Rong was, he was also the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the king and father of all people, and would always give everyone a way out.

And Liu Chengjun, he is just a barbarian in Shatuo, without any sympathy for the people!

Why do I get involved with him? I hate it!

Baoyan's eyes were on fire, and he stretched out his hands and grabbed it with his last strength, as if he was about to grab Liu Chengjun and strangle it to death!

Liu Chengjun smiled cruelly, and he suddenly rode his horse, stepped on the back of Baoyan's head, and it was shattered like a rotten watermelon. The personal soldiers behind followed him, and countless horse hooves stepped on Baoyan's body, waiting for the horse to pass by, and only a piece of dark soil was left...

Liu Chengjun ran ten miles before slowly slowing down. He glanced at Zhang Fu who was following behind and sneered: "Baoyan is dead. He thinks this prince shouldn't dig the Yellow River. What do you think?"

Zhang Fu quickly flattered and said, "Your Highness, it is really a wonderful strategy to use water instead of soldiers. Baoyan is a stupid monk. He is stupid in reciting scriptures. He knows what military and national affairs are! The young man admires His Highness so much!"

"really?"

"How dare you deceive Your Highness if you are young!"

"Okay, you are leading the way in front, I'm going to the entrance of the garden!"

...

"Brother, some Ding Zhuang from the village said that a group of people came from the north, with a number of thousands of miles!" The person who spoke was Murong Yanqing, who was Murong Yanzhao's third brother.

At this moment, Murong Yanzhao was barefoot in her clothes, wearing straw sandals, and his beard was floating. In front of him, there was a man tied up, which was the messenger of the Manichi. This guy came to summon the Manichi people and wanted to gather on the shore according to the orders.

It happened that today was the day when Huayuankou went to the market. There were several people from the yamen who were managing order, not far away, and there were many strong people. They were responsible for patrolling the Yellow River embankment to prevent floods.

Together these people arrested the Manichaean messenger.

Everyone knows that Murong Yanzhao has been a military general and led troops. When encountering such a big thing, he had to ask the old general to come forward.

Murong Yanzhao gritted his teeth and said, "Third brother, if what I expected is good, the person coming should be from Hedong!"

"What?" Murong Yanqing was puzzled, "What did they do here for us without any trouble? Do they want to harass Zhengzhou?"

"If they want to harass Zhengzhou, it's easy. I'm worried that they have other plans!"

As he was talking, suddenly a team of yamen runners protecting an official and running over here. Murong Yanzhao hurried forward and he recognized him at a glance. The official was named Luqiu Zhongqing, who was in charge of the river.

"Sir Luqiu, where are you going?"

Luqiu Zhongqing was panting, "Where is going, it is naturally to escape. Get out of here!"

Murong Yanzhao sneered: "As a river official, you are in danger but want to escape. It is equivalent to losing the city and losing land! What's the use of an official like you, Dazhou wants an official like you!"

Luqiu Zhongqing glared at her eyes, "Bold! You are just a grass-roots person who has returned to the field, and you dare to take care of your official affairs! Hurry up and dodge me!"

"Hmph! Although I am a grass man, the Yellow River embankment is related to the lives of millions of people. If you run away like this, what should we do if the Northern Han people come?" Murong Yanzhao asked sternly, and the people around him gathered, and everyone shouted together, and Luqiu was not allowed to escape!

Luqiu Zhongqing was so angry that he kept stomping his feet, "You little people, you can kill them and not keep them!"

As he said that, he pulled out his sword and waved it around several times. A civilian was too busy to avoid it, his arm was cut and blood was shed.

Luqiu Zhongqing gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I saw that, don't you dodge it yet! Otherwise, I will be welcome!

He has no courage to kill the enemy, but dares to attack the people!

Although he had been away from the army for several years, Murong Yanzhao couldn't stand it!

He strode towards Luqiu.

Although he didn't take weapons, the veteran general had been alive for many years, and his martial arts were not easy!

Luqiu held the sword, gestured randomly, and kept retreating. In desperation, he didn't hold it tightly, and the sword fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!