After the next dynasty, Yan Lianyun and Qing Ziyuan were left alone to discuss the matter, the empty and glorious hall, Yan Lianyun saw that her heart was becoming more and more empty, and she slowly walked down the golden steps, sat on the steps and watched the bright red sunset, her eyes were confused, and she thought about everything too simply.

After whining and sighing, Yan Lianyun sighed: "Great Master, I seem to feel that Liu Xiaoran is leading us by the nose. ”

Qing Ziyuan sat down at the same time and said: "Hey, it's too complicated, the ups and downs of the country, the suffering of the world, to be honest, I regret what I did now, since I have done it, I will understand it in the end, I now know why Dugu Jiubu only cares about these things, if the cultivation is high, you can change to another world." ”

"I, the queen mother, may like it, the world of men ploughing and women weaving, husbands and children, is just a new dynasty, and it is destined to be like this for the rest of my life. ”

"It's that you can't let go, when you teach your husband and children, men and women weave, you have to say how comfortable it is to be the queen mother, at least don't return to the sunrise, don't work in the wind and sun, everything will not be perfect, look good!"

Yan Lianyun nodded and said, "You go and write to Chen Feng and say that he should go back and suppress the south." ”

"It's fine. Qing Ziyuan lifted the gray robe and got up, "This is considered two out of two, so as not to follow Qi Hongtian to death, and then we will have no military power." ”

Yan Lianyun nodded a little tiredly, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes slightly, like a tired fox, Qing Ziyuan bowed and retreated.

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Chen Feng, who was out twice and twice, looked at the letter with a helpless face, scolded his father and mother, looked at the blue sky, looked at the loess road, and quickly returned to his hometown in Yueyang City and the hometown of most soldiers.

Thinking about the majestic scene of the people beating gongs and drums to greet them, they could have been majestic, but now they have to turn back to the south, which is extremely disappointing, Chen Feng, who was impatient, pulled the reins and turned around and said: "Listen to my orders, the southern uprising will go back to suppress it, and when the time comes, we will take the fame and achievements to return to the city to see our relatives, and that is to give the people a long face." ”

The soldiers sighed, lazily and turned their heads, and everyone understood in their hearts that what Chen Feng said was farting.

Not to mention the suppression of the uprising of the people, even if they want to take the merit, they can't wait for them, Qi Hongtian is really in his hands, as long as the north of Ximang withdraws, Qi Hongtian is a prestige and will remain in history for a long time.

How can it be compared to suppressing a few people?

As a result, the army was dejected, disheartened, and slow, so they had to let Chen Feng whip it away.

Chen Feng waved his long whip and scolded the soldiers: "Don't hurry up! You bastards, you are usually lazy and lazy, and you are very lazy when you walk, how do you look like a soldier, hurry up, hurry up." ”

Although no matter how Chen Feng beat and scolded or whipped him, he could not change the speed of the soldiers, and he might not necessarily return to the south for a month according to this itinerary.

Chen Feng couldn't ride a high horse, he shook his head, it's a pity that there is no talent in his army, no one to help take care of it, to be honest, he doesn't know how to be a soldier, he can only train a little, he hasn't really been on the battlefield, and his knife has not been stained with the blood of the enemy, this Zhennan general is just famous.

Thinking of these, Chen Feng raised his white face, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, walked slowly on the road, and simply threw down the whip and didn't care, thinking that how could a few people do anything, come and kill one by one, everything is just a knife and a gun, and the white knife in and the red knife out is the world truth.

However, Yan Lianyun, Qing Ziyuan, and Chen Feng thought about things too simply, thinking that slapping a swollen face was a fat man, but in fact, the fat man had a lot of oil and water on his body.

It leads to an uncontrollable situation!

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Qi Hongtian sat by the river with Pu Dao and looked at the long river all day long, this Bailu River momentum never got tired of seeing, and sighed to himself!

At this moment, he looked up at several peaks in the distance, and secretly calculated that it had been many days Chen Feng's waste had not come up, it was really raised by the turtle girl, and seeing that the war was imminent, Fang learned that Xi Mang was transporting the war ship from the Dulong River.

Qi Hongtian held the dog's tail grass in his mouth, bared his teeth and said to Zuo Zongda on the side: "Now the imperial court is poorer than the Northern Wilderness, and Lao Tzu has no money to build ships, so let most of the soldiers retreat to the other side of the river, build some throwing cars, throw fireballs to attack, and burn ships!"

Zuo Zongda clearly put Fang Yan's white knife back into the sheath and said: "General, I was thinking like this, but Chen Feng's turtle girl raised it, and the court just came to report that the people in the south had revolted, and he turned back to suppress the people. ”

Qi Hongtian said angrily: "The people are a ball, the most important thing in front of them is the enemy of Ximang, how can it be done regardless of the severity of the matter?"

Zuo Zongda touched the long scar under his eyes and said with a smile: "General, I dare to bet that Chen Feng's eight lambs will come to us with his bare butt like a begging mother in the end." ”

"Don't joke with Lao Tzu, I'm annoying, how can we do this little bit of soldiers and horses with Simang? There is really no way for Lao Tzu to enter the palace with a knife, and sell half of the abandoned palace to buy some soldiers and horses?"

"General, it's too late, it's useless for the people who haven't touched the knife, it's a pity to count people, I spent money to buy corpses, I don't think it will work, it's a big deal to fight to the death. ”

"Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't know how to fight to the death? My thousands of brothers, as well as relatives, if they die, they are counted as a ball, don't make their mothers and doll wives feel cold! ”

Zuo Zongda lowered his head and pondered, not to mention anything else, although Qi Hongtian was rude, he regarded the soldiers as his own brothers, and the soldiers were willing to go to the soup for him, which Ji Chen couldn't compare.

Ji Chen always sits alone on the top, thinking that subordinates should have rules up and down, and rarely get close to soldiers, just by wearing clothes, it can be seen that he does not wear armor, no matter the battlefield or other situations, he always only wears robes, and he is said to be a cloth general, which is not worth advocating in the eyes of people who understand.

The general and the soldier should sleep in the same bed, eat the same pot, and wear the same pair of pants, so that the soldiers will not be cold.

Qi Hongtian spit out the dog's tail on his mouth and said, "Lao Tzu really wants to go back to the palace this time to talk about it, why don't you borrow 50,000 guards from Xiao Yuanshan?"

Zuo Zongda Zhengse said: "The moon dragon soldiers and the guards are separated forever, and the guards will not fight, just like the soldiers let them stand for a day to ensure that they cry and shout their mothers, and the guards can't ride fast horses and wield swords." ”

"No matter!" Qi Hongtian said indifferently, "It's okay to be able to carry a knife to the battlefield, it's better than the people who haven't touched the knife, maybe Chen Feng's turtle girl is not as good as 50,000 guards?"

"Maybe, you can try?"

Qi Hongtian flicked his sleeves, turned back to the tent to ask for wine, took a sip of a large can into his stomach and burped, and when he took out the green ant that he was reluctant to drink from under the bed, he planned to intercede with Xiao Yuanshan tomorrow, hoping that he would agree for the sake of the green ant's face.