"Have the prince ever thought about the future?" Wu Zeng spoke, sat on the chair and his voice was low, and the whole lobby was quiet.
Wanyan Honglie is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart and said hoarsely: "I have thought about it. Every day and night when I come to Muzhou, I can't sleep at night. My future, the future of Jurchen, the great fortune of the thousand-year-old or the wilderness of corpses..."
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had a load of pounds on his shoulders!
Wu Zeng sighed: "Prince, I know you don't like to listen to some words, but I still want to say that the road ahead will always be arranged by Daxia. No matter how good the close friend relationship is, it is really comparable.
Have you ever had a national fortune?”
Wanyan Honglie frowned and looked at him: "Without Daxia, there would be no today, and there is no hope of restoration. I, Wanyan Honglie, are not a traitor. As long as Daxia abides by the agreement, I can do it too!"
Wu Zeng immediately bowed his hand and knelt down: "Prince, you misunderstood the meaning of Beizhi. Beizhi never wanted to make you betray you, but just wanted to remind you to prepare more and not let someone lead you by the nose."
"Otherwise, even if the uprising is successful and the Jurchens are back in your hands, wouldn't they also be a vassal of Daxia? They will even become several states of Daxia like the grasslands in the past."
"Are you willing to be controlled by others? Are you willing to be re-produced by bloody disasters?"
Continuous sounds hit Wanyan Honglie's brain. He gritted his teeth, struggled, and clenched his fists hard: "Now is not the time to say this!"
Wu Zeng sighed: "It may be too late to wait in the future. Your Highness does not need to escape. Those who accomplish great things will not be careful. If Your Highness wants to have more ways, you can give you advice. Otherwise, you will never say "
Wanyan Honglie looked up: "What road?"
"The second collaborator."
"who?"
"The Emperor and Empress's Sanskrit sound!" Wu Zeng's words were not shocked.
Bang! Thunder rolled in the sky.
Wanyan Honglie was shocked and froze, and the empty and bright girl figure appeared in his mind. Work with her?
If Qin Yun were here, he would have been able to smell the unusual smell! Unfortunately, Wanyan Honglie couldn't smell it!
Wu Zeng's eyes flashed at this moment, and he struck the railway while it was hot: "It's only a matter of time before the collapse of the Shanzhen Valley. I got the secret letter. Emperor Wanyan was already very dissatisfied with Zhu Rong. Besides, with so many red-clothed cannons in it, Shanzhen Valley could not always become a roadblock.
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"When acting according to the plan of Daxia, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feels how much power is in your hands in the end? But as long as you have a little idea, you can quickly grasp the entire Jurchen without traitor, not
Is it better?”
"The Emperor and Empress of Fanyin..."
“…”
Wu Zeng's secret words became even more and more humble, so low that they could not be heard even when they were posted by the house. Every sentence was heart-wrenching remarks.
Someone once said that appearance is born from the heart, and this person is like this, with a hooked nose and a lot of thoughts!
Qin Yun could actually monitor Weng Cheng’s Restoration Army and put eyeliners in full. As long as he wanted to know, there was nothing he didn’t know, but he didn’t do so, and some even suggested that he would reject it.
Just because he didn't want Wanyan Honglie to have a gap with him, but the hearts of the world are the most difficult to grasp.
The next day, before dawn, the entire Muzhou was shrouded in the blue light, and the army of 60,000 had already set off, making a secret march.
Pass the Pixiu Road to the Beiting battlefield!
The entire journey takes two days, not far or near, and there are many mountains and canyons along the way.
The moment the army left the city, the entire border actually became boiling, and countless Jurchen scouts hid in secret to monitor.
In the long convoy, the most eye-catching chariot, the imperial flag floated, which represented the frame of the emperor, but strangely, it was empty inside!
And what a large number of Jinyiwei and army protect is air!
"Your Majesty, Zhu Rong must have taken the bait. The old slaves along the way have already felt the existence of many enemy scouts, but they just don't know where she chose to take action."
"Once it is too early, General Xiao Jian's army in Pingjian Tower will not be able to form an encirclement." Old Feng disguised himself as a sergeant, walking on foot, showing concern.
Qin Yun, who was riding a war horse and dressed as a captain, had already hidden himself in the army. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Zhu Rong will not attack in advance. Now he is too close to Muzhou, and she is also afraid of reinforcements."
"I have chosen an excellent location for Zhurong in the middle of the Pixiu Road!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng showed a reassured smile. His Majesty missed nothing, and Zhu Rong should not have run away.
On the horse's back, Qin Yun took a look into the depths of the canyon in the distance, which was meaningful.
Thirty thousand people advanced at a slow speed and were all at peace along the way. At most, they met one or two ferocious beasts from the north, and they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy.
However, with the continuous march, countless dead bones, wreckage, and broken swords!
The Muzhou battlefield and Beiting battlefield are the two main battlefields of Daxia and Jurchen. In comparison, the Beiting battlefield is even more chaotic, with countless large and small battles, with each casualty and wounded.
This was also the move that Qin Yun took when he was worried about the Huns' intervention.
More than ten hours later, it was already late at night, the middle section of Pixiu Road.
This is a huge open space with several villages and surrounded by mountains on three sides. It is not a good location, but Qin Yun bizarrely ordered the entire army to rest on site.
"Your Majesty, there are Jurchen women and children ahead. I am worried that they are spies. Do you want to..." Kou Tianxiong wanted to speak but stopped.
Qin Yun looked at them, those people could only be called refugees, dressed in rags. In the game between the Yelu family and Xiao Jian, they became homeless people.
"No need, I'm afraid that Zhurong doesn't know the exact location. Give those people some food and drive them away to avoid being injured inadvertently."
Kou Tianxiong nodded: "Yes!"
There were countless torches and the mountains were silent. Qin Yun looked around and sighed quietly: "The wind was so strong tonight. It would be great if Zhurong had also found the ace army of the Yelu family. I will destroy it together, but unfortunately, it is unlikely."
After half an incense stick.
On the high slopes surrounded by mountains on three sides, teams of soldiers in military uniform suddenly appeared, without even torches, but they were familiar with the terrain and were like walking on flat ground.
They tiptoed and lay on the high slope, their cold eyes were like wolves, looking down below with a hint of bloodthirsty.
And the leader is Zhurong!
She was wearing strong clothes and dark red armor, outlining a unique and full figure. She observed the thousands of beacons below and the soldiers of the battalion thoroughly.
Especially when I swept over the main chariot, a trace of murderous intent flashed across my eyes.
"Did you see the Emperor of Daxia?"
The person next to him shook his head and whispered: "The Emperor of Daxia did not show up, but his main chariot had high-ranking generals coming in and out, as if they were discussing something."
"There was news earlier that Xiao Jian's Zhenguo Tiger Guard had also ruled out reinforcements and planned to welcome the Emperor of the Great Xia, the leader, are you going to take action?"
Zhu Rong's eyes swept away coldly: "What do you think?"
Everyone lay on the high slope and trembled! Feeling the bone-broken cold, he quickly shrank his neck. From the beginning of stealing the Daxia marching route, Zhu Rong mobilized the army as soon as possible, almost disobeying the imperial edict of Emperor Wanyan.
, come and raid!
Is it possible to ask her to retreat in the last battle?