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Chapter four hundred and fortieth bridgehead private meeting

Have you missed the sub-car?

Chen Lin couldn't help laughing.

Chen Liang did a good job.

This is the ending he wants.

Yang Chengliang needs to be beaten at all times.

But the old soldiers of the Imperial Army will definitely not be able to conquer Huangjia Fort with just the imperial guards.

Of course, Lao Yang's left-behind men may not be able to stop the relatively well-equipped imperial guards.

But would Yang Chengliang watch his lair be occupied?

What a joke?

Unless he doesn't want to get through!

After hearing everyone's explanation, Lu Dachang was stunned.

Your Iron City navy is too capable of fighting, right?

More than 300 warships were actually scared away by twenty black-sailed ships?

The Huangjiang Navy is too embarrassing.

There is no need to think about Marshal Lu, he can guess it almost the same as the other.

When the reinforcements in the capital saw that the waterway was blocked, they were still unstoppable.

Want to go by land?

Don't you know?

Is the strongest under Chen Lin’s command an armored iron cavalry?

It seems that the spy from the Imperial City Department is not very good.

He didn't even understand the strength of his opponent, so he jumped up and down to make trouble.

It’s simply that success is not enough to be defeated!

"Chen Lin, you said."

"How about I look for Ma Yuan when I meet him?"

"Just on the East Gate Bridge?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell you a lot of the truth."

"The flawless girl has a good plan to frame the thieves."

"There is no need to cause trouble."

"Just say that I was broken up and arrived at the Licheng area. How about I be rescued by your father-in-law's horse thief?"

Chen Lin and Bai Snake looked at each other and both smiled knowingly.

He pondered for a moment.

"Old man, there is really no need to bring your war horses and ragged soldiers back."

"You can meet Ma Yuan, just go and discuss business."

"They are quite rich now."

"Your junk can definitely be sold at a high price."

"You ask me to buy a batch of light horse armor. Wouldn't it be better to bring it back?"

"The strong soldiers are in hand. How many Western tribes have you plundered? How many war horses have you not?"

Lu Dachang was moved when he heard this.

“How high is the price?”

Chen Lin laughed.

"Those junks are sent to our military workshop for repair, free of charge."

"In the past, a bow was only five taels of silver for a piece of leather armor."

"You reveal the Liao army's plan to attack the capital in two directions."

"The soldiers and armor doubled, and they all rushed back to buy it."

"The war horses, triple, one hundred and fifty taels per horse."

Lu Zhichang's old eyes were wide open.

Donkey balls.

Can it be sold so exaggerated?

That's right!

Let me show Yelu Zhengchun's head, armor, seal and flag to Ma Yuan.

That was the deputy commander of the Liao army in Taiyuan, and they couldn't help but believe it.

At the beginning, we led 30,000 light cavalry to raid Jincheng, although we were broken up.

It is not impossible to kill a deputy coach.

As for whether the news will not match the Liao army?

What does this matter?

Isn't it a good idea to find a bargain on the way to escape?

Lu Dachang has been jealous of the light cavalry equipped with armor for many days.

If he could exchange for something better, of course he didn't care about tens of thousands of junk goods.

Night falls.

"call out!"

A sound arrow shot across Dongmen Bridge.

The patrol opposite was startled.

After a while, they ran to check it out with fear.

It turned out to be a secret letter sealed by a fire lacquer?

This thing is not something that the soldier can dismantle and see at will.

Since it is written that whoever collects it, then give it to it.

Ma Yuan and a group of military heads were drinking wine in extreme boredom.

The personal soldiers handed over the secret letter and held the ear canal.

"Master, I'm shooting from the other side."

The drowsy Shuai Ma suddenly woke up.

He removed the hot paint seal in just a few seconds and looked at it with a look of ten lines.

The more I look, the tighter my brows frowned.

Huang Bingren, who was in charge, asked quickly.

"Old Ma, what's the matter?"

Ma Yuan handed over the letter, and Huang Bingren looked at it briefly and exclaimed.

"How is that possible?"

Ma Yuan was very alert, he said lightly.

"Stay Chen Yi, Du Yong, Xiao Zhuang, and Brother Zhongxin stay."

"Others, let's disperse for the time being!"

Leave the five military heads?

This is... something big happened!

The other military generals said goodbye and left with great tact.

There are some things that they can't get involved with.

Huang Bingren was sweating coldly, and he handed the secret letter to Chen Zhongxin.

"Let's just tell me!"

"Check this letter, how many of the contents are true or false?"

The last Zhuang Ming who read the letter slapped his chair and was furious.

"Imperial City Department...is simply nonsense."

"After a long time, we were all fooled?"

"The main battleship of the Iron Army is still upstream."

"Twenty thousand dans and three thousand dans of warships will defeat nearly 20,000 Huangjiang naval troops?"

"Yes, the surface of Lushui River is not spacious. Whoever encounters the Iron Army's powerful crossbow or the sulphur bomb."

"Everyone has to retreat!"

"But what should we do?"

Chen Yi said in a deep voice.

"That's not the most critical."

"Brother Zhuang, take a look. Millions of Liao troops attacked Shandong Road and Hedong Road together. Once they crossed the Huangjiang River and the Canal, the capital...haha!"

Du Yong asked weakly.

"How could Lu Zhichang, the commander of Yongxing Army, come to Tiecheng?"

"How could he kill the deputy commander of the Liao army on Hedong Road?"

"This luck... isn't it too amazing?"

"Will there be a fraud?"

Ma Yuan pondered.

"Everyone, the situation has changed drastically. It is not a solution for us to continue to be in a stalemate!"

"Master Lu, I have seen it once."

"Anyway, there is only three people on the bridge."

"So what if I go and see if it's true or not?"

Huang Bingren nodded.

"This is a risk worth taking!"

"Chen Lin is a talented man, so he will not be able to commit a deceitful and assassination policy."

"I will accompany you!"

Chen Yi stood up and said.

"Mr. Huang, Ma, General Ma, let's go too!"

"I don't believe it yet."

"Public is public, private is private!"

"He Chen Lin really wants my cousin's great head, just take it."

Chen Zhongxin blocked the way.

"This matter must be kept strictly confidential."

"I am now increasingly distrustful of the Imperial City Department."

"The intelligence support that should be done was a mess."

"I shouldn't have reached out, but I'm just playing with us!"

"In this way, I will accompany Ma Shuai!"

"Mr. Huang, you cannot go to danger easily, you must stay and control the overall situation."

"Xiaozhuang, how about you send a guard with great martial arts skills to accompany you?"

Zhuang Mingqi was originally a scholar and had mediocre martial arts.

Of course, behind him represents the Governor's Office.

It's unreasonable to not send someone.

Ma Yuan, Huang Bingren and Du Yong have been wearing pairs of pants together.

It's the same for everyone to go.

Chen Zhongxin is indeed more suitable than Chen Yi to take action.

After all, he is Chen Lin’s second uncle and a disabled person.

There is really an unexpected happening...

Alas, I hope everything goes well.

The bright moon is half round.

Silver light spread all over the fields.

Neither side played anything.

At each bridge, there are trusted cavalry guarding each other, and it takes only ten minutes to charge.

Everyone at the private meeting of Shangqiao was wearing a stair armor, wrapped in an iron can.

Even Chen Zhongxin in a wheelchair is no exception.

Lu Zhichang lifted his face armor and walked in front with big strides.

"You guy's surname is Ma, you are too brave, right?"

Ma Yuan lifted his face armor and growled in a low voice.

"It's you?"

"If you have a surname, don't think you are a big official, I'm afraid of you."

"Damn it, you're not dead yet?"


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