"Master, what do you Junlong do with those guys?"

Wang Jun whispered, Qi Wang Muzi flashed a cold light, aware of the murderous aura, Li Moran on the side hurriedly asked: "Your Highness, although You Junlong is a brainless waste, but he is a general sent by the internal army and sent by His Majesty, if His Highness is impulsive and kills him in order to vent his anger, when the war is over, His Highness will return to the court, I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble..."

Li Moran didn't explain the following words, but King Qi knew in his heart, he eased down a little and suppressed his anger: "Shut it up first, useless waste, useless... Warrior Army! ”

Liaoyuan Army Battalion.

Qin Yi sat on a warm cowhide felt wrapped in a tiger fur coat.

"Old Shuai, as you expected, the second army of Xiaowu Emperor insisted on going alone, three days ago, it was ambushed in the Ghost Howling Slope of the Lanhe Valley, the whole army was destroyed, only thousands of remnants escaped, our scouts also heard that those guys have entered the Dongzhou barracks under the command of King Qi!" Gao Chonglian whispered.

Hearing this, Qin Yi bowed forward, trying to get closer to the brazier: "People are getting older, and they are becoming more and more afraid of the cold!" ”

"Old handsome!" Such an answer made Gao Chonglian's heart tremble, and the word 'old' made Qin Yuzhi, He Shuhuan, Fu Ruzhen and other descendants of the Chinese army generals in front of him feel sad.

Qin Yu stepped forward and added some charcoal to the brazier, tried his best to raise the flames, and said: "Old handsome, the weather is cold, since the Beiban is guarding the retreat, there is nothing cheap for us to take advantage of the forced killing, or I will lead the troops to escort you back to Yuan Town to recuperate?" If you have a good deal here, our Liaoyuan army can be..."

Qin Yuzhi is Qin Yi's own son, and now he is a cavalry general of the Chinese army, seeing his father so haggard, he couldn't bear it, and his words made He Shuhuan, Fu Ruzhen and other generals agree with it.

"Old Shuai, at the moment, Emperor Xiaowu is generally destroyed, only Geng Liao's guy escaped with more than 30,000 people under the pretext of replenishing grain and grass armaments, galloping to aid Lin, and Xiangnei Realm, in this case, if Liaoyuan does not win the battle merits, and the Northern Barbarians retreat at the right time, Your Majesty asks me what to do if we are guilty of delaying the army?"

Gao Chonghuan threw out these words out of place, making Qin Shuai sigh deeply: "This is the reason why the old man is here!" He swallowed hard and got up on the ground, and Qin Yuzhi hurriedly approached to help.

"The collapse of Emperor Xiaowu is really because the new army is too short, and most of the generals of the army in the capital are floating and unreal, such a result is actually doomed, but it is a pity that there are more than 100,000 Daxia men, not to mention Xiaowu, the Liaoyuan army is delayed, I am not afraid of the enemy, it is really unstable in the army, and if I rush north, I will only be seriously injured by the barbarians, at that time, His Royal Highness the King of Qin's Hexi Army will stick to his Xizhou territory, and there will be no soldiers who can fight in the north, this bitter fruit, I can't let millions of people in the north eat it!"

Fu Ruzhen, a general of the Chinese army, thought for a moment: "Old Shuai, in addition to the Eagle Battalion, the military strength of the three battalions of heavy armor, flying cavalry, and strong crossbow has not all been cleaned up of moths, is it possible now... Anything else? ”

It's just that Qin Yi didn't respond to her husband Ruzhen's words: "Ahem..."

Qin Yi coughed twice, and said to Gao Chonglian: "Order the wolf battalion and the eagle battalion to advance eastward along the line of the Lan River Valley, launch an attack from the north of the river valley, and order the imperial guard battalion, heavy armor battalion, and strong crossbow battalion to camp frontally, and slowly approach the golden family from the ghost howling slope, and tell them that they must not fight, and if they are attacked, they will retreat, and the enemy will not chase if they retreat!" ”

"Old Shuai, are you going to attack?" Hearing this, several people were shocked.

Qin Yi turned around and sat down, wrapped his tiger skin fur vigorously, and continued, he turned his head to look at He Shuhuan: "How is the Flying Cavalry Camp being cleaned up now?" ”

He Shuhuan clenched his fists and said roughly: "It's like the last general's siblings, and he can control it freely!" ”

"Very good!" Qin Yi was a little sad when he said this, and he pulled out the root cause, but he was still uncomfortable for the betrayal of Yu Cheng, the guerrilla general of the flying cavalry battalion: "You personally led the flying cavalry battalion to find your own fighters on the boundary south of Liaoqiu and north of the Lanhe Valley, remember, you are only allowed to win quickly, not to be defeated!" ”

"The last general commands!" He Shuhuan responded to the account.

Although Qin Yuzhi, Fu Ruzhen, and Gao Chonglian were puzzled, the old man was speechless, and they couldn't ask again.

Qin Yi came to the tent, looking at the heavy snow, his mind surged: "Your Majesty, the old minister has been loyal to Great Xia for sixty years, and he has guarded the border for Great Xia for sixty years, and this battle is probably also the last battle for the old minister..."

Liaoqiu, the head of the golden family begs for a big camp.

From a distance, the cowhide tent rises and falls in the snow like a soil fort, and under the cold, the thick smell of barbecue wafts away with the wind, which makes people feel the five organs.

"Long live Liwo Mukehan, long live Liwo Mukehan..."

With a howl floating into the cold sky, in the huge golden tent with a lion's head canopy, more than a dozen small tribes of the northern grassland, Ai Jin, were cheering for the blessings of the grassland heroes.

"This time, thanks to Liwo Mukehan for guarding our way back, otherwise we will be stopped in the valley by the tens of thousands of Xiaowu Emperor soldiers, if it snows like this for a day or two, we will starve to death somewhere!" The speaker was a tribal Ai Jin dressed in a leopard fur and a white fox fur around his waist, which was recognized by the other tribes Ai Jin, who raised their glasses one after another and respectfully stood up to Liwo Mu Kehan.

"Sons of the steppe, my brother, the Holy Sumatra guided us to the path we came here to seek, why didn't you give me guidance and let me guard your way home? Thank you for the generosity of Sumatra! ”

Liwomuk looked around the tent, and the Yarim Flame Department Aijin relied on Zaza to immediately answer: "The Holy Sumata guides Liwomuk to protect us, he is the true god sent by God, let us use our blood and loyalty to express our respect to the darling of Sumatra, Liwomukhan!" ”

When these dozen tribes fell into the gentle trap of Liwomuke in the group affection, the main Erduo and the main Erkebu, who had only withdrawn to Liaoqiu, were accompanied by the cold in anger.

"Damn Liaoyuan Army, if it weren't for them to stir up trouble, how could we be so embarrassed!"

The master Kebu Shiji Tu Ai Jin scolded angrily, but the big tent was cold and lonely, and Mu Huali and Mile He also bowed their heads and said nothing.

Due to the timely appearance of the Liaoyuan army and the Dongzhou soldiers, they lost thousands of warriors in the shrub plain of Xiaodangshan, and also lost the followers of several small tribes.

"Master, is Naya Wave Landa Etin here?"

In anger, the teeth came in and whispered, and Shi Ji Hu Tu Ai Jin pondered: "What is that guy doing? ”

"Father, the master's beggar dominates the limelight, no matter what conspiracy Naya Bolanda Jin has, he alone cannot resist the coercion of the master's beggar, and we also need help to inherit the power of the master's beggar..."