The bright moon shone the clear light in the sky, and the vast snow was glowing with hazy crystals. A wisp of flute sound floated from afar, and when I listened carefully, it was "Neon Dress Song"!

The silk and bamboo music originating from the south of the Yangtze River gently brushes the snowfields of Liaodong, all of which are Yongyue, the same tune, but it sounds different at the moment.

In the quiet moonlit night, stretch the beauty of the neon dress, through the screen window of the world, dancing lightly······ This reverie is trance-like, from the beautiful water towns in the south of the Yangtze River to the desolate Mangyuan in eastern Liaodong, can you really find a paradise everywhere and enjoy the beautiful scenery of singing and dancing?

Zhu Qiming was dignified in his heart. He walked away, leaving Ouyang Tong alone and sitting across the stove from him.

"Ouyang Changshi, southern Zhejiang has been in chaos, Fujian is afraid of chaos, Zhejiang and Fujian are in chaos, and Jiangxi will not be peaceful."

Ouyang Tong was not shocked, his reaction was quite subtle, he just put the hand stroking his beard on his knee.

"I have heard early in the next day that the area of Zhejiang and Fujian is not very peaceful, although the DPRK is covering the lid, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the truth over there is probably very bad."

The fire of the furnace reflected the golden mask shining, but Zhu Qiming's eyes were filled with a piece of moonlight outside the door.

"The Taishi Warat also had the desire to plot against the Ming Dynasty, but because of the different voices of Tokhtar and Ala, he has been restraining his ambitions. Eight years ago, this king fought wits with a Warat master, and once said that it was not unintentional to seek my Ming, but to be on standby! ”

Ouyang Tong raised his hand and stroked his hair lightly, "I heard His Highness mention this matter below." In the view of the detachment of the flowers, the Ming Dynasty is widespread, if you rashly fight to the death with the Ming Dynasty, most of the Warat will return with a feather, and it is very likely that the detachment will lose its sweat or even its life due to civil strife. ”

"An all-out war with the Ming Dynasty, this is undoubtedly the beginning of a nightmare for Toktobuhua! His only chance is to fight a protracted war with Daming when the Ming Dynasty is weak, because the war is stalemate, he doesn't dare to touch him at all, but he can take the opportunity to calculate first. Now that the Ming Dynasty has had civil strife, and after a few years of internal friction, the national strength will inevitably become weaker. ”

Ouyang Tong finally lost his composure and stood up straight, "Your Highness is saying that the three departments of Warat have reached a consensus on plotting against my Daming?" ”

"Not bad!"

After Zhu Qiming spit out the word "good", he looked at the moonlight outside the door again. The moonlight outside the door is sultry, but the sound of the flute has stopped.

Ouyang Tong's eyes showed uneasiness, "Your Highness thinks that when will Wara start the war?" ”

"God knows! However, Warat always has to find a reason before going to war, from the perspective of the first, the best choice for Warat is to open his mouth to the Ming Lion, and gain a lot of benefits without a fight, why not? Continue to increase their needs, until Da Ming is really unable to bear it and refuses, Warat thinks it's time to speak with his fists! ”

"Alas, what are we going to do!"

Ouyang Tong's sigh aroused the sadness in Zhu Qiming's heart, and after a while, the sadness turned into helplessness.

"What can we do?"

Ouyang Tong was depressed, his eyes suddenly froze, as if he was thinking, and he hurriedly sat down, "Oh, Your Highness, could it be that the Tartars on the other side of the Rotten Pu River are here to test the reality of Liaodong?" ”

"Of course not, the eyes of the Warat people are staring at Xuanfu and Datong, which is intended to deter the Jingshi, and they still look down on Liaodong. Now it is also the first to cross the desert north for thousands of miles no one can resist, it is the time to pull out the mountains and cover the world, the spring breeze is used to it, and it will become arrogant. Let's ask, who in the northern feudal states of the Ming Dynasty would dare to go against the will of Yexian? Whoever dares to let it will not be happy first, and it will be repaid first! However, there is a die-hard North Korea on the other side of the Yalu River, which has never been moved by the coercion and temptation of Warat, and has just had a bad relationship with Warat last month, so how can I swallow this breath first! ”

"There is only one North Korea left that has not swayed from side to side!" Ouyang Tong pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Understood!" It was the harsh winter season, the mountains north of Liaodong were high and dense, and the ice and snow blocked the dangerous road, and it was impossible to take the Yalu River in the Jurchen realm to threaten North Korea, so he also started the idea of Liaodong first, and wanted to sneak across the border and reach the Yalu River. That's a shortcut! ”

Zhu Qiming's gaze gave up the misty moonlight and threw himself to the fire, "Liaodong is already vast and sparsely populated, coupled with the cold weather, all the guards and troops in various places stay in the barracks and no longer go out to patrol, and if the Warat people want to successfully sneak across the border, this matter is not difficult!" ”

Ouyang Tong sighed lightly, "Your Highness's mind is understood. His Highness didn't want to meddle in his affairs, but where did the Tartar thieves sneak across the border to provide provisions? Not by looting yet! Those lone castles are about to suffer, and Everlasting Castle is the first to bear the brunt of them! His Royal Highness couldn't bear to lose his life, so he was worried. ”

For some reason, Zhu Qiming suddenly remembered the past eight years ago, when he fled in the north, he had been with countless orphans, and was later adopted by Aunt Fang, a kind folk woman, and called his seven children brother and sister, and called brother and sister, that feeling is so unforgettable to this day······

came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at Ouyang Tong, and felt that so far, this Yuefu Changshi was the only person he could conspire with and express his heart directly!

He got up and walked to the inner room, "Ouyang Changshi sent someone to the side of the military camp to give an order, ordering Wang Lie to order three hundred elite soldiers, and follow this king to the other side of the Langpu River tomorrow morning to inspect." ”

Ouyang Tong immediately got up and responded: "Your Highness, if you want to have a small fight with the Tartar thieves, it is better to hand it over to Commander Liang and let them do it, you are a prince, why do you have to do such a trivial matter yourself?" ”

Zhu Qiming didn't look back, "Lord Changshi, think about it carefully, if this king doesn't reveal his identity, will he know the difficulties and retreat first?" ”

Ouyang Tong was stunned, smiled self-deprecatingly, and sighed to himself: "Also, I also have high ambitions first, how can I have a bloody battle with the Yue King of the Ming Dynasty at this time, so as to expose his ambitions in advance!" ”

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At the beginning of the day, three miles away from the east bank of the Langpu River, seven people, large and small, were running wildly with their legs and legs, and the one running in front was the boy who chiseled the ice and caught fish yesterday.

He was still dressed like a meat ball, and he still carried a large basket on his back, but his expression was more panicked than yesterday, because behind them, nearly two hundred horse Tartar thieves had crossed the Langpu River and stepped into the realm of the Ming Dynasty, and were rapidly approaching them.

A man's leg is no faster than a horse's leg, not to mention carrying a large basket of catch! Looking back, the bloodthirsty demon took the lead, and the wolf tooth hammer in his hand exuded a murderous aura, getting closer and closer, as if it would be smashed on his head in the next moment.

He had run too far and was out of breath at the moment, and only by blocking out the deafening hoof sound could he not let himself break down with fear.

"Phew!"

There was a screeching sound behind him, and when he looked back again, he caught a glimpse of a pillar of red blood and a wilted figure with blurred flesh and blood, and then realized that his companion was missing.

It's that mace again, damn it!

With the last bit of strength, he jumped forward a few steps, fantasizing that if he ran a few more steps, a miracle would happen.

Xue Lin shouted loudly, turned his head to look, hey, it's our people!

Nearly a hundred men dressed in civilian clothes and suspected of being soldiers rushed out of the snow forest and intercepted the Tartars.

The boy sat on the ground. He was so tired that the long run had already exhausted his physical strength.

Also sitting on the ground were his five companions.

He looked intently at the battle array in front of him, expecting that the great demon would be clothed in a hundred wounds in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately, the battle situation on the scene quickly disappointed him.

No one can get close to the Great Demon! The fang's broad body seems to have infinite strength, and it dances a wolf's tooth hammer into the wind, and the sound of breaking the air can make people feel frightened from afar.

After only a few moments, four people were smashed into the air by the wolf's fangs. The big demon with a hideous face is unusual, and at the moment when the wolf's tooth hammer is about to fall on the other party's head, he will always grin, that smile is very gentle, maybe in the eyes of the big demon, a thunder blow is like a gentle stroke.

The Great Demon is too powerful!

The boy was so depressed that he burst into tears, and he wanted to take a breath of relief and then run on, for there was still a large family waiting for his catch.

The sound of hooves behind the boy's back suddenly sounded!

Zhu Qiming rode his horse in front, holding a bright and dangling long sword, and his eyes were sharper than the sword light.

"Wang Lie, he is a Wuliang thief, not an elite cavalry of Warat, waiting for this king to take that big ······ The head of the demon, you lead the crowd to kill again, remember, the enemy and me are mixed together, and you can't let go of arrows! ”

"Yes! Your Highness beware! ”

Zhu Qiming raised his long sword diagonally and urged the horse to speed up. As he passed the boy, he glanced at him hurriedly.

The boy got up and looked straight at the masked general galloping by, feeling so intimacy that he forgot his frustration.

The Great Demon was full of murderous instincts, and suddenly saw the masked man he had seen yesterday riding a horse and rushing towards him, slightly startled, and then screamed excitedly, looked at the distance, and swept towards the other party's head with a wolf tooth hammer.

The wolf's tooth hammer roared away with the wind and thunder, but when he saw the figure flickering, the other party avoided the fatal blow of the wolftooth hammer at a very fast speed.

"Phew!"

In the next moment, the dazzling sword light flashed, and in the trembling sound of the sword, a huge head was thrown into the air.

The rest of the Tartar thieves were shocked when they caught a glimpse of the scene here, as if the spiritual leader had been destroyed, and the fighting spirit of the thieves collapsed, and the battle collapsed in an instant.

"Kill!"

Wang Lie led the crowd to arrive, and together with the previous plainclothes guards, the autumn wind swept away the leaves and rushed to the bank of the Langpu River.

Only a dozen or so Tartar thieves escaped.

"King Daming Yue is here, come back quickly and be captured!"

"The two banks of the Rotten Pu River were originally the territory of my Ming Dynasty, and if you dare to bully my Ming people, you will definitely have to wait for the corpses to be broken!"

Wang Lie shouted a few lashes at the escapees, then abandoned the Tartars and looked around for his own casualties.

"The Great Demon is dead!" The boy tilted his head, as if turning the hatred that had accumulated for several lifetimes into a roar to the sky.

Here, Zhu Qiming seemed to suddenly remember something, and immediately turned the horse's head and rode slowly to the boy's side.

"The general is mighty!" The boy had a look of adoration on his face.

"Can you tell me your name?" Zhu Qiming said with a smile.

"Sloppy."

Huh, sloppy? Are you a foal or a tiger calf? This is not to be sloppy! Curious names!