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Chapter 470: Kunming Poolside

The sun is three poles high and the sky is clear.

Kunming Pool is located in the west of Chang'an City. It was said that Kunming Pool was built to train the navy. In fact, it was only because the Kunming Kingdom repeatedly harassed the Han Dynasty. Emperor Wu wanted to raise troops to conquer, but was blocked by the Dian Lake with a radius of 300 miles. The establishment of Kunming Pool

Although it was intended to train the navy, it was not that the Han Dynasty had no place to train the navy. In fact, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty wanted to simulate a Dianchi Lake to see how a small lake could stop the Han Dynasty's heavenly army.

Of course, most of the time, Kunming Pool is used for relaxation and fun. However, if it was just an ordinary artificial lake, it would not be able to continue to this day. Although Kunming Pool was created on a whim, there are many designs in it.

The hard work of a water conservancy master.

To this day, although the kingship has changed, the scenery of Kunming Pool remains the same.

It's early spring, the lake is surrounded by greenery, the wind is blowing, and under the noon sun, the lake surface is sparkling, making people feel cheerful at a glance.

Luo Ping'an galloped over on his nearly exhausted war horse and dismounted at the pavilion by the lake. He could feel the horse's relief.

"Sir, there is a troop coming from the west." Luo Ping'an said to Chen Gong, who was admiring the scenery in the pavilion, clasping his fists.

Next to Chen Gong are Zhao Yun and Duan Xuan. Duan Xuan is sitting next to Chen Gong, while Zhao Yun is standing behind Chen Gong.

"Well, to the west, Liang Xing's troops should have arrived. Zilong, go and greet them. Don't lose your etiquette." Chen Gong nodded.

"Sir, they brought a lot of people here, at least three thousand people!" Luo Ping'an looked a little panicked.

Duan Yan glanced at Luo Ping'an, feeling a little ashamed. Before, he actually thought that this person was the most powerful person under Chen Gong. But after relinquishing power these days, he saw that Zhao Yun was always calm in the face of danger and had the bearing of a general.

, this Luo Ping'an encountered big things, but he was always fussing, and he didn't look like a person who could take on heavy responsibilities.

"Three thousand people? Not many." Chen Gong smiled when he heard this.

But there are less than thirty people here!

Luo Ping'an slandered.

Zhao Yun had already rode to greet him.

"Sir, what are you going to do next?" Luo Pingan looked at Chen Gong and said.

"You don't have to do anything, just stand behind me." Chen Gong looked at Luo Ping'an and smiled gently.

He will be very strict with Zhao Yun because he has high requirements for Zhao Yun and was trained as a future general. But for Luo Ping'an, judging from his evaluation in the Qijen Hall and his performance along the way, he is a mediocre talent.

The so-called mediocre talent can also be understood as mediocre, no different from others. In today's era of military general talents gradually appearing in spurts, Luo Ping'an's ability is not outstanding.

It's okay to be a lieutenant, but to be the leader, not to mention his ability, but his courage and performance in times of crisis are far behind Zhao Yun. The only thing that can be used is that he has extraordinary momentum. As long as he doesn't speak, he can stand there.

, it is very impressive and is more suitable to be used as a facade than Zhao Yun.

When Zhao Yun is not taking action, he feels a little too humble. Unlike Chu Nan, although he also looks like a humble gentleman, there is a fierceness in him that makes people dare not go too far. However, Zhao Yun only makes people

Instinctively, I have a feeling of being easy to bully.

"Sir." Duan Xuan ignored Luo Ping'an and looked at Chen Gong and said, "Why do you choose to meet these people here?"

"I just came to Jingzhao. In less than a month, I brought Jingzhao under the imperial court and took away the military power of the general. Naturally, the other generals will be wary. If I choose Chang'an City, most of them will not dare to come."

Chen Gong said and pointed around: "You can see all around here at a glance. Whether there is an ambush or not, you can see through it at a glance. This invitation is to conspire for a major event and is beneficial to both parties. Naturally, we must show sincerity."

"

Duan Yan glanced at the direction Zhao Yun was leaving and was a little speechless. When he took away his power, it was on his own territory. Isn't it the same as having his power taken away?

With Zhao Yun here, this sincerity may not be much.

However, in addition to Liang Xing, there are also Cheng Yin, Hou Xuan, Li Kan, and nearby forces have been invited. In this case, the previous method of recruiting oneself may not work.

And he could feel that Chen Gong seemed to be in a hurry, not to conquer Guanzhong, but to borrow Guanzhong soldiers to participate in the battle of the Central Plains.

If the major forces in Guanzhong could really be integrated into one place, it would probably be possible to recruit 50,000 soldiers and horses.

On the other side, Liang Xing led 3,000 troops to the Kunming Pool. He glanced around with knife-like eyes. He didn't see any soldiers or horses, nor did he see Chen Gong. He frowned slightly. Could it be that Chen Gong was deceiving him?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a general with a man and a horse on white horses and spears galloping towards them.

Immediately, some soldiers came forward and shouted sternly: "Stop, whoever is coming!"

Zhao Yun stopped a hundred steps away from the two sides, clasped his fists in the distance and said: "The last general Zhao Yun, a disciple of the great scholar Chen Gong, has been ordered by his master to come to meet General Liang Xing!"

Zhao Yun?

Liang Xing thought about it carefully and found that there seemed to be no such person in Chu Nan's tent. He seemed to be just a pawn.

The identity of Chen Gong's disciple made Liang Xing concerned for a moment. He looked at Zhao Yun and saw that he had a jade-like face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a military spirit all over his body, but he looked like a scholar.

The disciples of Confucianism still had some good cards. Liang Xing signaled the generals to step back, rode his horse to Zhao Yun, looked at him up and down, nodded and said, "But I don't know where Mr. Gongtai is?"

"At the lakeside!" Zhao Yun pointed in the direction of the pavilion.

Liang Xing looked over there, his eyes twinkling, and he could clearly see the situation in the pavilion. He didn't recognize Chen Gong, but he did recognize Duan Xuan.

The two of them were sitting at the stone table, with a majestic man standing beside them, looking quite imposing.

He glanced around and saw that the terrain did not look like an ambush. The total number of people around the pavilion was only thirty.

what the hell?

Liang Xing was puzzled, but he still nodded to Zhao Yun: "Please lead the way, General Zhao."

"Please!" Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to lead, and immediately turned the horse's head towards the pavilion.

Liang Xing's eyes fell on the war horse that Zhao Yun was sitting on, and a flash of greed flashed in his eyes. This horse's energy and blood were like a dragon's. It looked like a demon at first sight, and its combat power was probably not low. Such a good horse, but it was...

Being ridden by an unknown person is really a waste of natural resources!

The three thousand troops stopped a hundred steps away from the pavilion. Liang Xing led eight strong warriors directly to the pavilion, dismounted, clasped his fists at Chen Gong and said, "I have heard the name of the Great Confucian for a long time, and today I see you.

This is the luck of the last general."

"General, you're welcome." Chen Gong didn't stand up. He pointed to the seat opposite him and said with a smile: "General, the name of the general has been heard by the palace for a long time. I took the liberty to invite you today. It's too hasty and disrespectful. I hope you won't blame me, general. Please hurry up."

Please take a seat."

When a scholar speaks, it sounds good!

Liang Xing nodded and went straight into the pavilion. He glanced at Luo Pingan, but saw that Luo Pingan was just like before, with his chest raised and his head raised. He just looked down when he came in, glanced at him, and then looked up again.

, a look of disdain.

What a mighty general!

Liang Xing was not very skilled and could not know the general level of the opponent through Qi sensing like Zhao Yun. He saw that Luo Ping'an was tall and tall, with a sinewy face, and he was standing behind Chen Gong to protect him. He must be a powerful character, so he was secretly vigilant.

When he took his seat, he chose a position farthest away from Luo Ping'an. If the opponent attacked, he would run away. With three thousand soldiers and horses on his side, no matter how powerful he was, he could not defeat one against three thousand.

"Teacher, two more troops have arrived." Zhao Yun twitched his ears and saluted Chen Gong.

Liang Xing looked at Zhao Yun in surprise, until a moment later, he also heard a faint sound. Looking back, he saw at the junction of heaven and earth, a black line formed by countless black dots was constantly moving and magnifying in his sight.

"Go and greet him, don't be lazy." Chen Gong nodded and said with a smile.

"Here!" Zhao Yun nodded, got on his horse, and went to greet the visitor.

"Sir, this disciple is quite capable." Liang Xing turned around, looked at Chen Gong and said with a smile. If Zhao Yun hadn't mentioned it, he might not have noticed the person coming now. This insight is not weak.

On the battlefield, the sooner you can detect the enemy's direction, the faster you can respond. Zhao Yun surpassed many generals in this regard.

He probably has some magical powers. After all, he is a disciple of Confucianism, so some of his abilities are normal.

"Zilong is indeed not bad." Chen Gong nodded. The eldest disciple had gone astray, and his hopes were placed on these second disciples. He wanted to cultivate a true Confucian general.

This disciple could only listen outside, but the fat general stood by him. It seemed that he was at least not weak in ability.

Liang Xing looked at Luo Ping'an and smiled: "This general looks quite powerful, but is your general a fierce one?"

All six ministers can be called Lingjun, including Chen Gong, but at this time, Lingjun obviously refers to Chu Nan. Before Chu Nan had a higher official position, this title also only referred to him among the Chunan forces.

of.

"This person's name is Luo Ping'an. He has some talent. He is from the Qiren Hall and his abilities are average." Chen Gong smiled and gave a very fair evaluation.

"Luo Pingan?" Liang Xing nodded, looking at Luo Pingan with even more fear.

Most of the double names are nicknames, indicating that the person is of low origin. Chen Gong only talks about the Hall of Strange People but does not mention his family background, which obviously means there is nothing to mention.

But such a person could be more trusted by Chen Gong than his disciples. How could it be possible without true talent and learning?

And what real talents can a person of this kind have? Is there nothing else but martial arts?

Thinking of this, Liang Xing said nothing more, but became even more wary of Luo Pingan.

Seeing him like this, Chen Gong didn't explain much. Luo Pingan was the image of a master he deliberately created, making everyone think that there were two masters around him. As long as Luo Pingan didn't take action, then he would be the trump card around him to save his life, and others would be safe.

Don't dare to attack him easily.

But Zhao Yun can be free to do many things without having to be responsible for his own safety.

While talking, Zhao Yun came over with three other people. They had similar ideas to Liang Xing and were all afraid of Chen Gong. Li Kan brought two thousand elites, Hou Xuan brought three thousand people, and Cheng Yin brought two thousand and five thousand.

Hundreds of people came.

Now that everyone is here, it’s time to get down to business...

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone

(End of chapter)


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