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Chapter 120 Where is the black-armored veteran now?

Yang Fengguo, the Prime Minister of the Left, stood up and said: "Your Majesty, Wang Yuan is quite methodical in his actions. Whether he asks the messengers to speak out or holds a 'vengeance meeting', he is stimulating the morale of the people and making the army and the people share the same hatred of the enemy. As for the decisive battle in half a month, it will definitely be him.

He and the young marshal came up with a strategy to defeat the enemy!"

Emperor Xinglong frowned, obviously not believing that the two of them had any way to defeat the enemy!

Li Shiqi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments, said: "Your Majesty, Wu Ling knows the army well, but he has a second-rate army. How can he fight against the elites of the deserters? It would be better if he occupies the city and waits for reinforcements. Now he takes the initiative to go out of the city to fight against the deserters. Other than risking his death, I can't think of anything.

What!"

Gu Jidao, the Minister of Household Affairs, also said: "Your Majesty, look at the order issued by Wuling. You ordered the disbandment of the Black Armored Army five years ago and he actually dared to order to summon it! Also, let the county magistrates of Jiushan County buy back the people's army.

The cattle are sent to Jiushan County to provide extra meals for the soldiers, saying that eating beef will make the soldiers stronger. This is simply nonsense, and it will make the people do spring plowing!"

Emperor Xinglong gritted his teeth and nodded, these words spoke to his heart!

He also wanted to seize the city in Wuling and wait for reinforcements, waiting for reinforcements from various places to arrive!

As a result, these two transfer orders showed no trace of the demeanor of a famous general and looked like random acts!

"Li Shangshu, Gu Shangshu, if you understand Young Marshal Wang Yuan's layout, you will be a famous general!"

Unceremoniously retorting, Qin Zhan, Minister of War, stood up and said: "Your Majesty, soldiers are treacherous. If the general's layout is seen through by outsiders, he is not far from defeat.

Wu Ling had gone through hundreds of battles, and Wang Yuan understood the essence of the art of war. How could they bring about their own destruction if they combine civil and military skills?

These actions are indeed strange, but given my understanding of the art of war, there are hidden opportunities for defeating the deserters.

Please wait patiently, Your Majesty, and do not block this opportunity to win!"

Emperor Xinglong was doubtful, frowned and turned around: "Right Minister, what do you think?"

Bao Qingshi, who had always been expressionless, said: "Your Majesty, I don't understand the art of war, and I can't understand the young commander's plan, but what the left minister, Qin Shangshu said, makes sense, so you might as well wait patiently!"

Shi Yaoqian, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, Li Shiqi, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, and Gu Jidao, the Minister of the Ministry of Husbandry, were startled, but they immediately realized and no longer objected!

Since Wuling and Wang Yuan were the left prime ministers, they were strongly recommended by Zhou Shangshu and Qin Shangshu, and they pledged their property and life as a guarantee. If the young marshal was defeated in this battle, the three of them would be swept out of the cabinet even if they were not sent to prison, and they would no longer be able to fight against them.

The support of the right Prime Minister is very high!

Emperor Xinglong's face darkened: How could he not see that the right prime minister was plotting with the three ministers?

In court battles, supporting you does not mean helping you. The higher you are praised, the harder you will fall.

He is now afraid of Wu Ling, regardless of the life and death of his family in Kyoto, and deliberately loses to Huang Ren.

Yang Fengguo, the Prime Minister of the Left, said solemnly: "Your Majesty, don't think about it any more! Jiushan County is adjacent to the Yihe River. It is already early winter. In the deep winter of January, the river will be frozen and people and horses can pass through. By then, the deserters will not capture Jiushan."

Shanjun can also march into Chengzhou. They must have this consideration in fighting this battle. Please believe them!"

Qin Zhan, the Minister of War, said: "Your Majesty, a rash change of commander will affect morale. Remove Wuling. Wang Yuan, who do you appoint as commander?

Shanjun is entrusted to him, your Majesty, can you rest assured?"

Yuan Guanluan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, said: "If your Majesty is worried, you can mobilize the garrison from nearby states to Chengzhou City to make preparations for emergencies."

Emperor Xinglong nodded lightly.



Three days ago, hundreds of riders left Jiushan County and galloped for a radius of 300 miles!

They hold the young commander's handwriting and want to reunite the Black Armored Army!

Ning Shisan was among them. He rode for four days to Qianxian County, Tonglong Town, and Dapingwa.

Here is Mourinho's 38th personal guard, Ping Jian. His crossbows are always on target, ranking first among his personal guards, and even Big Brother Shaking the Mountain can't compare to him.

After asking the villagers for a while, Ning Shisan rode up to the back mountain and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Where is the black-armored veteran now?"

In the forest, a man suddenly turned around, grabbed three feathered arrows and put them on the string!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the next moment, three feather arrows flew in the shape of a "pin", close to Ning Shisan's head, and flew past his left and right ears.

The hair on his body stood up. He looked at the archery man in the distance and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "Ping Sanba, if you fucking shake your hand, I'll be dead!"

Mourinho's personal guards are rarely called by their names. His name is Ning Hai, and everyone calls her Ning Shisan. Ping Jian ranks thirty-eight, and everyone calls him Ping Sanba!

"Brother Thirteen, my archery skills have not been neglected. After taking off my armor, I rely on hunting to make a living!"

The tall Ping Jian was flying among the mountains: "Why are you here?"

Ning Shisan said straight to the point: "The Huangren have broken through Longtou Pass and attacked Jiushan County. I'm here to ask you to fight the Huangren!"

Ping Jian's eyes turned coldly: "Ning Shisan, when did you become the court's lackey again? You forgot how they treated Mourinho. Even if the deserters attacked Kyoto and killed the dog emperor, you would have avenged Mourinho.

Qiu, it’s too late for me to thank them.”

Ning Shisan gritted his teeth: "Ping Sanba, you fucking think that I am willing to sacrifice my life for the court! The court appoints a young marshal as a guard general. If he loses the battle, will the court let him go? Can you and I be worthy of Mourinho?"

"

"Young Marshal is still alive!"

Ping Jian's eyes trembled, and he ran down the mountain!

Ning Shisan followed up on horseback: "Ping Sanba, what the hell are you doing!"

He didn't even reply with a flat arrow: "Of course he went to Jiushan County to help the young marshal win this battle!"

"I knew you weren't a fucking coward!"

Ning Shisan laughed and threw out a small bag!

Ping Jian grabbed it with his backhand, opened it and was stunned: "Gold!"

Ning Shisan hummed: "The military advisor paid ten taels of gold for your settlement out of his own pocket!"

Ping Jian was surprised: "Military advisor?"

Ning Shisan narrowed his eyes and said: "He is a very good scholar. He is very bad to his enemies and like a Bodhisattva to his friends. Anyway, if the young marshal makes friends like him, he will not end up like Mourinho in the future!"

"

Ping Jian's eyes darkened: "That's good, Mourinho believed in that dog emperor too much back then!"



A small village in Chong County, two hundred and thirty miles away.

A tall, skinny man with an occasional flash of light in his eyes was wielding a hoe to dig up a piece of soil in the wasteland.

"There are grass roots, there are grass roots!"

Next to them, a little boy and a little girl shouted with joy. They quickly grabbed the grass roots, rubbed them on their clothes, and stuffed them directly into their mouths!

Sitting on the ground was a woman with a withered face, looking at him with tears in her eyes!

Since the boss came back, I thought life would be better!

As a result, the taxes have increased again. After paying the beams and taxes for the autumn harvest, there is not enough to eat!

Nowadays, every household goes out to dig up grass roots, and it is difficult to find any grass roots.

I’m afraid this winter will be difficult to survive!

The middle-aged man picked up the hoe and continued digging the ground with an expressionless face!

Suddenly, a fast horse flew over, and a messenger shouted: "Where is the Black Armored Army in Tieshan?"

The woman's face changed, she looked at the messenger in fear, and then at her husband!

The man turned a deaf ear and continued digging!

"Abba!"

The little boy chewing grass roots said vaguely: "Didn't that person call you? Why didn't you agree?"

The messenger turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at the man in surprise: "You are the sixth personal guard of General Mourinho, Yu Tieshan!"

The man's face was expressionless: "Yu Tieshan has died of illness a long time ago. I am his younger brother Yu Tietou. Children don't understand nonsense. Master Jun, please come back!"

"Sick to death!"

The messenger frowned and said, "What should I do? The young marshal asked me to find him and beat him. Now that the deserters are coming, the court appoints the young marshal to guard the city. If the young marshal cannot defend the city, he will be beheaded!"

"

"What, the young commander is still alive!"

Yu Tieshan was startled and immediately dropped his hoe: "I am Yu Tieshan, and I will go with you to see the young commander!"

"Ah, you are!"

The ordering soldier was startled and felt sad!

Mourinho's sixth personal guard has made numerous military exploits, yet his family dug up grass roots and ate them.

"The boss!"

The woman with a withered face grabbed the man and said, "You are going to fight for the imperial court again. You have fought for the imperial court for ten years, and what happened to you? Now the family has no food, and we orphans and widowed mothers are all out of the grassroots. If you are like this

Once you leave, you won’t see us when you come back!”

Yu Tieshan opened his mouth, with a confused look on his face, not knowing what to say.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid!"

The ordering soldier took off a cloth bag and said: "The military advisor has thought ahead of time that you may not be doing well, so we asked each black-armored soldier to bring one hundred taels of silver to support his family."

"military adviser?"

The man took the cloth bag, looked at the various sizes of money inside, and handed it to the woman with tears in his eyes: "Take good care of the children. The young marshal is Mourinho's son. I have to help him when he is in trouble. I will help him after he fights this battle."

return!"

"Head of the family, you must come back alive. My children and I are waiting for you!"

Holding a pocket of money, the woman hugged her two children and burst into tears.



Three hundred miles away in Ping County, in a dilapidated earth temple, a group of beggars huddled in the corner, basking in the early winter sun, surrounding a tall beggar.

"Brother Chang Sheng, you said you were more powerful than the general before, why are you working as a beggar with us now!"

"Also, you don't even know how to beg for food. When you see the master, your wife will say something nice and kneel down to pray, and then they will give you food. It would be better for you to act like a master when you beg for food!"

"If we hadn't helped you beg for food, you would have starved to death on the streets, and you would have been bragging to us all day long!"

A group of half-grown men surrounded the tall beggar, scratching the lice on his head.

"You are a bunch of brats. If I hadn't helped you break the legs of those bullies and beggars, you would be happily begging for food all over the city!"

Chang Sheng held a piece of thatch in his mouth and crossed his legs: "As for why you came to beg for food, it's because you don't have to think about anything when begging, just fill your stomach. It's so damn comfortable!"

A group of little beggars refused to give up and said: "Then were you better than the general before?"

"Of course!"

Chang Sheng raised his head with a proud look on his face: "When those generals see me, they will respectfully call me Brother Sheng. If I call them Brother, they will be happy for a long time!"

"Bragging, bragging!"

"You are a beggar, how could the general call you Brother Sheng!"

"Brother Sheng, you are bragging, we don't believe you!"

The little beggar was shouting, and the old beggar was shaking his head. They all looked disbelieving!

Chang Sheng smiled slightly and closed his eyes, as if he was back in the past, on the battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, when suddenly a loud shout rang out: "Where is the black-armored veteran?"

"Old Fourteen!"

Chang Sheng started playing and frowned as he looked at the man riding the tall horse!

"The Huangren defeated the Longtou Pass, and the imperial court appointed the young marshal. This is the settling-in allowance given by the military advisor. Come with me to Jiushan County and help the young marshal defeat the Huangren!"

Qi Shishi threw a cloth bag over.

"The young commander is not dead!"

Chang Sheng was so surprised that he didn't even look at what was in the bag. He threw it to a group of beggars with his backhand and turned around to leave: "You two will share the settlement fee equally. I'm going to help the young marshal fight against the wasteland!"

The war horse galloped wildly, carrying Chang Sheng. Old Fourteen left and soon disappeared!

A group of beggars stared blankly, waiting until the figures disappeared and unpacking their heavy baggage.

"Silver, a lot of silver!"

"Brother Chang Sheng is indeed no mortal!"

"That's right, Brother Chang Sheng said that he can be brothers with the general!"

"No wonder Brother Chang Sheng fights so well!"




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