"Big ...... The king ...... "Sun Shangxiang hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up with a red face, and bowed to the potter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The potter shook off the support of the maids on the left and right, staggered to Sun Shangxiang, grabbed her jade arm lightly, gently helped her up, stared at her quiet face with a smile, and admired it wantonly.

Sun Shangxiang's face was even more dark, and his face was embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look at the potter's eyes.

That fierce and hunched like a wild horse, today, at the most important moment of her life, she is as shy as her little daughter.

The potter looked at her blushing face, looked at her beautiful face, and looked at her proud snow peak that rose and fell due to emergency breathing, and the fire in his heart burned wildly, and his blood suddenly became violent.

"Since you are so impatient, then you are not welcome to be a husband, hehe......" The potter laughed evilly, and while Sun Shangxiang was not paying attention, he hugged her up with both hands.

"Hmm~~" Sun Shangxiang was shocked, and when she woke up from her distraction, the potter had already hugged her and walked towards the couch.

Her face was suddenly hot with shame, and her heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of her chest, and the undulating snow peaks squeezed the potter's solid chest tightly, stirring the potter's blood even more.

At this moment, Sun Shangxiang's mood fell into a blur, and he suddenly felt an unreal illusion.

You must know that just half a year ago, she regarded the man holding her as her mortal enemy, hated him to the bone, and wanted to pick his skin and eat his flesh.

But she never expected that after only a few months, she had been accepted by him as a concubine, so obedient and obedient lying in his arms, she would go to Wushan with him, change from a girl to his woman, and serve him in this life.

Sun Shangxiang knew that he was not reluctant, let alone threatened by him and forced to commit to him, he was actually willing.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly realized that she had fallen in love with this man.

"That's it, my Sun Shangxiang swore to marry a hero in the world, if I can marry him, it can be regarded as fulfilling my vow, in this life, I will be his woman......"

Sun Shangxiang's thoughts were rolling, although the expression on his face was shy, there was no hesitation in his heart, only expectation.

She simply closed her eyes, obediently snuggled in the arms of the potter, let the potter hold her, put her on the couch, and untied her clothes.

"My lord, I haven't marched into the cave yet." The old maid hurriedly stepped forward to remind.

The potter waved his hand and said with a domineering smile: "What is rude, what this king said is etiquette, you all retreat, don't disturb the happiness of this king and his concubine." ”

The maidservants also knew that their king, who had always done his own thing, was not bound by the courtesies of the world, and they were all accustomed to it, so they didn't dare to say more, they all lowered their eyebrows and smiled secretly, and quietly retreated.

The door closed, and only the two of them were left in the room, and the light of the flickering red candle cast a long shadow on the window of the two bodies that hugged each other tightly.

Looking at Sun Shangxiang, who was extremely beautiful, smiling shyly, and gentle in his fierceness, the potter laughed wildly, like a mad lion, and pounced on the beautiful prey.

In the cave room, the clouds and rain suddenly rose, and the wheezing voices of men and women were higher than a while, so that the maids waiting outside were blushing and red-eared, and they were in reverie, and they all hid their faces and laughed.

"Tick...... The system scans, and the host obtains the additional force value of marriage, increasing the force value by 6 points, and the host's existing force value is 95, entering the absolute realm. ”

……

Sword Pavilion Pass.

A team of Shu soldiers and soldiers, are hanging their heads, listlessly entering the city, the "Shu" word banner in their hands, as if they weigh as much as a thousand catties, weakly carried on the shoulders, lifeless at all.

In addition to a team of soldiers, there were also those powerful people who fled from Chengdu, Fucheng and other southern cities, and they also brought their families and hurriedly crowded towards Jiange Pass.

The atmosphere of defeatism permeated the entire city and beyond.

Guancheng Military Mansion, in the lobby.

Gou Jian, who was sitting on the top, held the latest information in his hand, his brows were deep, his eyes were heavy, and he was secretly gritting his teeth.

That is from the latest information from Chengdu, Yan pottery merchants entered Chengdu two days ago, not only seized the city, but also arrogantly held a grand wedding banquet in the city, and married the captured county lord Sun Shangxiang as a concubine.

It is to go down to Chengdu without a fight, and it is to accept beauties as concubines, and the potters are really proud of the spring breeze, and they are really good at life.

The pottery merchant's spring glory is proud, but it brings out the loneliness and misery of Gou Jian, the king of Dashu.

Chengdu fell and fled to Jiange, which meant that most of the counties of Shu Kingdom, including Shu County, Badong County, Ba County, and the Seven Counties of Nanzhong, all fell into the hands of potters.

As for him, the king of Dashu, there is only one large county left in Hanzhong, as well as four small counties of Yinping in the west, Shangyong, Fangling, and Xicheng in the east, as well as the small half of Guanghan County where the Sword Pavilion is located.

On the surface, it seems that he still holds at least five and a half counties in the north of the country, but among these counties, except for Hanzhong County, the rest of the counties are all remote counties with sparse population and lack of products, and the combined population of several counties is less than one county in Hanzhong.

Most of the millions of households in Yizhou are concentrated in the Chengdu Plain, where Chengdu is located, and his escape to the Sword Pavilion means that two-thirds of the population has fallen into the hands of Wei.

In addition to the 10,000 soldiers and horses brought from Chengdu, as well as the 5,000 soldiers and horses of the veteran Yan Yan Zhen guarding the Sword Pavilion, plus the 20,000 town troops in Hanzhong, the full battle is only 35,000 men and horses.

Moreover, Gou Jian wants to use more than 30,000 horses to defend Cao Cao in the north and the potters in the south, which is really overstretched and pitiful.

Bang!

Gou Jian threw that piece of information on the case, supported his forehead with his hand, frowned, and fell into a deep depression.

The generals such as Zhang Ren and Li Yan on the left and right, as well as Huang Quan, Zhang Song and other advisers, were all silent, and they all sighed in a low voice.

The atmosphere of defeatism permeated the entire lobby.

In the silence, the veteran Yan Yan stood up and said angrily: "The king is a generation of masters, how can he be discouraged because of this setback, we have lost Chengdu and Yinan Prefectures, but we still have Hanzhong in hand, and Sword Pavilion Xiongguan in hand, which is enough to resist the attack of the pottery thief." And the pottery thief is brutal, sooner or later it will provoke the people of Shu to revolt, and then we will raise troops to the south, why worry about not being able to recover the country! ”

Yan Yan's words were originally expected to boost the morale of the people, but who knew that the generals were indifferent.

Even Gou Jian himself only moved his eyes slightly, and he did not rekindle his confidence as before.

After sighing lightly, Gou Jian held up a trace of arrogance, swept the ministers, and said loudly: "General Yan is right, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, we must not lose our fighting spirit, this king and the Sword Pavilion are in the prison, and there is also the treasure land of Hanzhong, we can still fight!" ”

Gou Jian's bold words finally boosted some morale a little, and in the lobby, a few echoing sounds sounded scatteredly, breaking the deathly silence of the entire lobby.

Rao is like this, but the atmosphere in the entire lobby still can't get rid of the depressed situation.

Gou Jian frowned, a little unhappy in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed his unhappiness, and smiled at the ministers: "The big guys are all cheered up, they all speak freely, and talk about how we should deal with the pottery thief next." ”

There was still silence.

Gou Jian's face was gloomy, and when he saw that everyone was silent, pretending to be deaf and dumb, he had the urge to scold.

"Ahem...... cough" At this time, a dry cough sounded in front of the stairs.

Gou Jian looked for prestige, and when he saw that the person with a dry cough was his mastermind, Fa Zheng, he couldn't help frowning, and his eyes showed a look of complaint.

It was Fa Zheng's strategy that allowed him to concentrate all his forces against the Nanban, and as a result, he missed the great opportunity to block the potters in Padang.

It was also the repeated failures of Fa Zheng's plan that made the potter win successive battles, and finally made him fall to such an unfavorable situation in front of him.

To tell the truth, Gou Jian's heart was full of dissatisfaction with Fazheng.

But Gou Jian thought about it again, Fa Zheng's plans are indeed all exquisite plans, only blame the potters for being too treacherous, and they will repeatedly see through the Fa Zheng's plan, if you really want to calculate it, you really can't blame Fa Zheng.

What's more, even Fa Zheng is still like this, Gou Jian believes that even if he uses other people as the masterminds, can he perform better than Fa Zheng.

After thinking about it again and again, Gou Jian realized that at this time of survival, he could only rely on Fazheng's resourceful head.

After a little silence, the corners of Gou Jian's mouth forcibly squeezed out a trace of joy, and forcibly asked excitedly: "Xiaozhi can have any good strategies to defend against the enemy, hurry up and listen to it." ”

Fa Zheng coughed a few more times, slowly stood up, with a guilty face, and arched his hand: "The minister is incompetent, the previous few times he offered a plan, he was recognized by the pottery thief, he was really ashamed, and the minister didn't dare to say anything more." ”

"The previous defeats were all because the pottery thief was too treacherous, and traitors like Wu Yi and Li Hui appeared in our army, which has nothing to do with filial piety, filial piety, what plan do you have, but it doesn't matter." Gou Jian waved his hand generously, without the slightest intention of blaming Fa Zheng.

Fa Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he already had a good plan in his heart, and he had been holding it for a long time, but because of the previous failures, he didn't dare to sacrifice his own plans in vain, for fear that he would be trampled off.

Gou Jian's words obviously forgave him for the failure of his plan, and he continued to rely on him as the mastermind, which made Fa Zheng feel relieved.

At that moment, Fa Zheng took a light breath and arched his hand: "The king is magnanimous, he is really the lord of the British, and he can't hide it, the minister does have a strategy to resist the enemy here, but I don't know if the king dares to use it." ”

Fa Zheng walked out, stood in front of the steps, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the north, and said slowly: "The minister's strategy to defend against the enemy is actually very simple, that is, to marry Cao Cao, ask him to send troops into Sichuan, and help us fight against the pottery thieves." ”