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The entire hall was extremely majestic, and Yang Guang on the main seat looked extremely solemn, staring at the three people sitting not far away with calm eyes.

One person looks mighty, eight feet tall, looks dignified, and has no expression on his face, this person is the general Wang Yanzhangye.

The person next to him was slightly lower, looking quite like Wang Yanzhang, but there was a wild smile on the corner of his mouth. It is Wang Yanzhang's younger brother Wang Yantong.

The last man had a pale face, and his long, narrow eyes were colorless, as if he had lost hope in everything.

"Let me ask you, are the northern army of my town a bandit?"

"It's not."

"Can the northern army of my town burn and loot?"

"Nope."

"What kind of hurtful things have the Northern Army of our town done?"

“..... No ....."

In the lobby, Yang Guang asked loudly, and Wu replied flatly.

Yang Xiong at the bottom pouted secretly, such a question and answer had been more than a quarter of an hour.

"Let me ask you, why didn't you surrender to my Zhenbei Army?" Yang Guang seemed to be a little impatient, and said coldly.

"I once swore a poisonous oath in front of the corpse of General Tiangong to avenge him!" Wu Yong still had that flat tone, without the slightest intention of surrendering.

"Good! I'll ask you again! What have you been waiting for after following the Yellow Turbans for so long? What was the purpose of the Yellow Turban uprising? What was the original intention? "Yang Guang is extremely majestic, and his voice is strong and powerful.

I asked three questions in a row, each more tricky than the other, but it seemed that the answer was the same.

“..... Revolt for the dawn of the world.... revolt for the sake of the people's peace and contentment..... In order to..... Don't revolt in the midst .....of war and strife," Wu Yong's voice trembled a little, and his pale face began to slowly turn a little bloody, and it became red little by little.

Because, every time Wu Yong said a word, the generals inside the lobby burst out laughing.

"Heheha!"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Really! Hahahaha! ”

..........

"See? This is your motto for the Yellow Turban uprising? Yang Guang slowly stepped down from the main seat, walked in front of Wu Yong, almost touched the tip of his nose, and sneered.

"Think about it and take him down." Yang Guang commanded, and strode back to the main seat.

After watching Wu Yong, who was weak, being escorted down, Yang Guang looked at the Wang brothers.

"I.... May it be down...."

Without waiting for Yang Guang to ask, Wang Yanzhang closed his eyes and said.

Not only Yang Guang and the other generals in the hall, but even Wang Yanzhang's own brother looked at his brother in surprise.

"But.... I have a request! ”

Wang Yanzhang opened his eyes suddenly, and said in a fierce voice, he could see that he was afraid that if he didn't agree to his request, he was afraid that he would not come down even if he died.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make a request!" Yang Guang laughed secretly in his heart.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!" With a wave of his hand, he signaled that Wang Yanzhang could speak.

"I can surrender, but I want to fight with the Xianbei barbarians!" Wang Yanzhang stared at Yang Guang and said word by word.

Yang Guang looked at Wang Yanzhang carefully, he seemed to understand Wang Yanzhang's mood, he didn't want to continue to fight in this sad place.

"Quasi...."

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"What? Wang Yanzhang has fallen? ”

Yang Feng asked incredulously.

"Judging from the letter sent by General Yang Guang, this is indeed the case." Wang Meng held a letter, and he was also surprised in his heart, and said in his heart that this Yang Guang can be, he is worthy of being the general's eldest cousin.

"Hiss......." Yang Feng never thought that Wang Yanzhang would surrender.

This person's loyalty to Zhang Jiao has even reached a state of ignorance, and it seems that surrender is a bit unreasonable.

"However, Wang Yanzhang also expressed that he would not fight in Dahan."

"It doesn't matter! As long as he can sincerely surrender to my Zhenbei army, General Ben will let him fight Xianbei, and it doesn't hurt to kill Qianghu! Yang Feng waved his hand and said excitedly.

At this time, Yang Feng's army could be described as unprecedentedly powerful.

The Yang Lin Legion on the border has Zhang Xutuo, Liu Bowen, Yang Dayan, Han Baohu and others, with nearly 10,000 troops under his command.

The Yang Guang Army had Yang Yan'an, Wang Yanzhang, Wang Yantong, Yang Xiong, Wu Song, and an army of 8,000.

Yang Feng is assisted by Wang Meng, Yang Zaixing, Yang Zongbao, Liu Yi, Gao Shun, Yang Zhi and others, with 15,000 elite soldiers under his command, and 1,000 elites in the trapping camp.

In just a few months, Yang Feng has grown from only one general Yang Zongbao to a total of fifteen generals and nearly 40,000 troops, which can be said to have a foothold in the entire Han Dynasty.

Even among the many princes, he was at the top.

"It's a pity that Wu Yong is stubborn and unwilling to join the northern army of our town, otherwise he will ......," Wang Meng said regretfully.

Although Wu Yong's intelligence is good, this person misses the old master, so he can't hold back.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if you want him or not, Yang Feng believes that if you can't mix up a prince in this troubled world with your own kingship system, then you might as well find a cloth cloth rice tofu and kill you.

What Yang Feng didn't know was that there was a conspiracy against him, and even this time it almost killed him.

It's night.

The moonlight is scattered on the earth, and the endless snow on the ground seems to put a layer of silver raincoat on the earth, which is particularly beautiful.

In the Taishou Mansion of Shanggu County, the lights are famous, and the guards patrol back and forth, every quarter of an hour, ten guards patrol in the front hall, and the guards of other posts are endless, the huge Taishou Mansion, the guards have reached more than 150 people, and even Yang Zaixing's mansion is next to the Taishou Mansion.

A figure, hidden in a haystack, this figure is hidden can be described just right, very amazing to avoid a dead end of many satellite TV lines.

"Yang Zihan.... I'd like to see.... You dodged the last assassination, and you can still dodge it this time. The figure in the darkness sneered and squinted at Yang Feng's house not far away.

This person is Wang Lang!

Wang Lang glanced down at the thin knife in his hand, and there was a slight foul smell coming from the blade.

"Hmph, this time even the blade is coated with the poison bestowed by the immortals, Yang Zihan! You will surely die! ”

.........

Yang Feng was looking at the map in the study, thinking about the war with Huang Taiji after the beginning of spring.

"Huang Taiji is just that, this Dolgon and An Lushan are really too difficult!" Yang Feng thought to himself