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Kang Zhuang went to the study to see the father and daughter of the master, in order to put pressure on them and force the father and daughter to comply, because he couldn't wait, and the people behind him couldn't wait.

In order to seal Wen Shidao's retreat, the people behind Kang Zhuang gave Wen Shidao an order that he was not allowed to lead the army to support Beiliang City, and secretly sent people to kill dozens of remnants of cavalry who fled from Beiliang City, which was used to blame Wen Shidao and force him to stand firm.

However, all this is not enough.

From ancient times to the present, whether it is between people or countries, in order to deepen the relationship, an effective way will be adopted, that is, marriage!

Marriage may not be an effective guarantee, but at least it is an inseparable bond.

In the study, Kang Zhuang mentioned to Wen Muyan that there must be a blessing, referring to Wen Muyan's lifelong event, and the object of Wen Muyan's marriage is the person behind him.

That person is something that he can't offend, so he can't refuse.

Once his only daughter becomes the other party's wife and concubine, even if he denies it in every possible way, he can no longer remove that person's label from his body.

Helpless, guilty, unwilling...... All kinds of emotions are intertwined in Wen Shidao's heart, and he is destined to have no sleep tonight.

At the same time, in the temporary barracks outside Pengcheng, there were people who were also sleepless.

In a tent, there were two people sitting next to the table, and under the faint candlelight, it was Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao who went to Pengcheng County to guard the mansion during the day.

They did not stay in the Pengcheng County Guard, and they did not even want to stay in the city, not because they were worried about the insecurity in Pengcheng, but because they were unwilling to leave the 2,500 Han soldiers under their command.

Similarly, the 2,500 Han soldiers outside Pengcheng were reluctant to part with them.

The heart of the army lies in the generals!

As long as Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Jun are arrogant, the remaining 2,500 remnants of the Han Northern Frontier Army, even if they have become homeless wanderers, will not lose their military spirit and morale.

Next to the Han army camp is the camp of the people of Beiliang.

100,000 people in Beiliang have been arranged for 40,000 people to temporarily live in Pengcheng, as well as surrounding counties, towns and villages, and the remaining 60,000 people have been stranded outside Pengcheng.

In this regard, Wen Shidao was also powerless, and could only wait for the instructions of the imperial court.

Fortunately, the food of 60,000 people is quite sufficient, and Wen Shidao provides enough drinking water, which can ensure that these 60,000 people are safe in a short time, but after a long time, people's hearts will inevitably fluctuate, and the people of Beiliang, who have nowhere to live, will inevitably have riots, but this is no longer something that Wenshi Dao can control.

Xuanyuan Chen knew this, and his return to the barracks was largely to appease the people.

The people of Beiliang are the people of the Han Dynasty, but Xuanyuan Chen, as the king of Beiliang, the people of Beiliang are also his people, and he brought these people here, so he must be responsible for them and do his best for them.

We can't enrich the people's well-being, at least we must share weal and woe!

The night was dark, and the firelight flickered.

The numerous bonfires in the camp dispel the coldness and bring a glimmer of light and hope.

For half a month, there has been no day without being thrilled. At this time, the soldiers of the Han army could finally put down the swords in their hands for a while and enjoy this rare tranquility.

Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao couldn't relax, and the trip to Pengcheng County Shoufu brought them into contact with some things, some things that couldn't be reassuring.

Leng Junao was holding a bowl in his hand, and there was liquid flowing in the bowl, but it was not an imaginary wine, just a bowl of clear water, he took a sip, and his voice was as flat as the water in the bowl: "That knife, you shouldn't cut it." ”

When Xuanyuan Chen heard this, he knew that what Leng Junao was referring to was the knife he pretended to slash at Wen Shidao, but he didn't respond, just touched the table with his hand and tapped his index finger lightly.

Leng Junao's eyes flashed, and then he noticed that Xuanyuan Chen's palms were delicate, his fingers were slender, and he seemed to be light when he knocked on the table, but it was very powerful.

For some reason, Leng Junao vaguely felt the beating of the wrestler's drum from the action of Xuanyuan Chen's fingers, Jin Ge Zheng Zheng, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Could it be that when he mentioned that knife, and then he made Xuanyuan Chen think of his own sword, his heart would ignite with a raging fighting intent?

If this is the case, what a strong fighting spirit this person has, and what a majestic fighting spirit he contains in his body!

Leng Jun's arrogance rippled, and after Xuanyuan Chen's fingers knocked on a heavy talisman again, he said: "I made that knife, not only to deter Wen Shidao, but also to make him feel at ease." His voice was so low that it sounded unusually calm.

Sometimes, blind tolerance can cause people to be worried, but if a certain punishment or warning is given, it can make people feel relieved.

Leng Junao was a little surprised when he heard this, but he quickly understood the trick, and he couldn't help but look up to Xuanyuan Chen a little bit in his heart, the other party was brave and strategic, and at this time, it seemed that he was also good at scheming.

Xuanyuan Chen said again: "Wen Shidao is very good at being a person, he didn't personally welcome me into the city, he should pretend to show others to avoid making outsiders think that he will be close to me, and when they meet, he behaves extremely humble, and it seems that he doesn't want to offend me." ”

Leng Jun snorted arrogantly and sneered: "The people at both ends of the snake and rat are not worth mentioning!" As he spoke, he returned to his previous words: "You still shouldn't have made that knife." ”

Xuanyuan Chen's heart was shocked, he had already given an explanation, why did Leng Junao still say this, could it be that there was any deep meaning hidden in it?

Leng Junao looked at Xuanyuan Chen, saw that his brows were locked, and he lowered his head and fell into deep thought, but the fingers that tapped on the table did not stop, but the rhythm was a little more chaotic.

After a while, Xuanyuan Chen's fingers finally paused, and he looked up and asked, "Did you find something?" ”

Leng Junao smiled indifferently, he had known Xuanyuan Chen for a short time, but he also knew that the other party was an extremely confident person, and being able to ask each other at this time made Leng Junao's heart swell with happiness.

It is good for heroes to cherish heroes, but heroes will also have instinctive confrontation with each other, not hatred, but unwillingness to admit defeat and reluctance to be subservient.

Leng Junao raised his head slightly and said, "I said that you shouldn't use the knife, because if you go down with the knife, you almost killed Master Wendao." ”

Xuanyuan Chen's brows furrowed even tighter, he almost blurted out that he was skilled in swordsmanship and would never kill by mistake, but Leng Junao should not be questioning his swordsmanship.

If so, why did he say that?

His own knife can't kill Wen Shidao, but Wen Shidao almost lost his life, can it be ......

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Chen's fingers that struck the table were put into his palm, clenched into a fist, and slammed into the table, with a muffled "bang", his face was as gloomy as ink.

Leng Junao said softly with a faint gaze: "At that time, you wanted to cut the master with a knife, and the housekeeper Kangzhuang stabbed with a sword, which seemed to force you to put away the knife to block, but in fact, it was ......" He smiled and smiled weirdly: "Kangzhuang's sword stabbed you was not you." ”

At that time, in the garden, in the direction of Kangzhuang's stabbing attack, except for Xuanyuan Chen, only Wen Shidao remained.

Kang Zhuang wanted to assassinate Wen Shidao, as the steward of the county guard's mansion, he actually wanted to kill the master!

Xuanyuan Chen's heart swept like a storm, and he couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure?" ”

Leng Junao didn't answer, he just sneered, he was strong in martial arts, outstanding in swordsmanship, and extraordinary in eyesight, how could he be wrong.

After a long time, Xuanyuan Chen's mind calmed down a little, and then he said slowly: "I know that Kangzhuang is not simple, but I didn't expect him to be so simple. ”

Leng Junao's tone was sarcastic, and he said: "No matter why Kang Zhuang wants to kill Wen Shidao, as long as Wen Shidao dies and dies when you draw your sword, then his death will definitely be counted on your head." ”

Xuanyuan Chen seemed to know that Leng Junao would say this, his face did not change much, he just took a deep breath, and said with a deep gaze: "Kang Zhuang wants to blame me, why did he do this?" ”

Leng Junao was silent for a moment before he said: "Someone has a grudge against you, or ......" Leng Junao smiled: "You are just a reasonable scapegoat." ”

Fair and reasonable?

Yes, it does make sense!

Beiliang City was besieged, and Wenshi Dao saw that he could not save him, so he formed a great enmity with the King of Beiliang, and the King of Beiliang was angry and killed him, no matter how you look at it, it is reasonable.

Xuanyuan Chen's fingers tapped the table lightly and forcefully, and he seemed to regain his calm, but there seemed to be flames flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, under Leng Jun's astonished eyes, Xuanyuan Chen smiled, and there was a kind of hollowness in his smile, as if he was not laughing, but just venting with a smile.

When the laughter stopped, Xuanyuan Chen suddenly stood up, pulled out his sword, and slashed angrily, cutting off a corner of the table.

Leng Junao was unmoved, just looked at him and said, "The dignified King of Beiliang, being used and applauded, this feeling is very uncomfortable!" ”

Xuanyuan Chen looked at the broken wood on the ground and said word for word: "I would rather be slashed ten times than taste this taste of being used." ”

Leng Jun looked at Xuanyuan Chen proudly, the other party's tone did not fluctuate much, but the terrifying killing intent was clearly audible, and he asked in a condensed voice, "How do you want to deal with it?" ”

Xuanyuan Chen put the knife back into its sheath, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "I really want to use the knife in my hand to solve all problems, but sometimes, patience is the only solution. ”

Leng Junao frowned and asked, "You want to pretend not to know?" ”

Xuanyuan Chen nodded slowly and said: "It's rare to be confused, sometimes a little confused, in order to live, to live better, and I ...... I want to live well with my family. ”

Leng Jun was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

He stared at Xuanyuan Chen intently, only to feel that his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't tell if it was the arrogant and fearless King of Beiliang who was sitting opposite him at this time?

However, while questioning in his heart, Leng Junao seemed to feel that this King of Beiliang, who said that he wanted to live well, gave people a more real feeling.

In the tent, it was surprisingly quiet, and the two of them had their own thoughts, only the evening breeze was blowing.

Through the gap in the tent, the evening breeze carried a slight coolness into the tent, and at some point, the wind seemed to change, and the whirring sound was mixed with some dullness.

Xuanyuan Chen's perception was keen, his eyes suddenly froze, and Leng Junao glanced at each other, and the two of them walked out of the tent quickly at the same time, but in an instant, their faces changed drastically.

I saw that in the southwest of the camp, a long red dragon appeared, and the long dragon galloped and jumped, driving away the black night, making the whole world light up.

Leng Jun said solemnly: "It's cavalry, at least a thousand people!" ”

Xuanyuan Chen's tone was a little ethereal, and he said: "After the destruction of the border army, there is no formed cavalry in the northwest border, and this cavalry ......."

Before he had finished speaking, the horn sounded in the camp, and the horn was desolate, like a dragon crying out.

In the midst of the grief, the speed of the red dragon in the distance seemed to stagnate slightly, although it was only stagnant for a moment, but it no longer had the surging momentum just now.

I don't know when, Xuanyuan Chen had already walked in front of the camp with a knife.

Next to him were Leng Junao, Shangguan Liuyun, Zuo Kui, and Wan Xiaodao, and behind him were two thousand five hundred hot-blooded men who were ready to move.

The wind stops, the night is silent, and the moon has no light.

Fierce horses, heroes, endless battles.

Even if they are facing friendly armies of the Han Dynasty, the 2,500 soldiers who have been tested and reborn in blood and fire will show their most military side.

Their hearts that beat for war will never rest until they die.