The two armies confronted each other, and Jin Ge was cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Thousands of people stood looking at each other, but there was no sound, it was obviously the same big man, but it was difficult to hide the tension between the two sides.

Silence, deathly silence.

Only countless torches were jumping, and sparks were shining in the evening breeze.

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes also flashed, and he saw a person jumping out of the more than a thousand cavalry in front of him, and that person was a fierce general who had been in battle for a long time, with big shoulders and a round waist, and as thick as a steel needle.

The man was stunned, and his voice was like Hong Zhong said: "This general is Meng Jin, the vanguard under the command of General Longwu, let your leader come out and speak." A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing his insolent nature.

As the vanguard of the Dragon Martial Army, Meng Jin does have the capital of arrogance.

The Dragon Martial Army, the Shenwu Army, the Tiance Army, and the Shence Army are the four strongest legions of the Han Dynasty, and their prestige is not inferior to the three armies of the Heavenly Wolf, the Earth Wolf, and the Wild Wolf under the command of the Lord of the Dajin Kingdom.

Meng Jin's ability to become the vanguard of the Dragon Martial Army is enough to prove his worth.

However, in the face of the unruly Meng Jin, Xuanyuan Chen just glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "The King of Northern Liang of the Great Han Dynasty is here, please come out and see General Longwu."

One is to come out to talk, the other is to come out and meet, both are also meetings, but the meanings are very different.

As one of the four great generals of the Han Dynasty, General Longwu's identity is unspeakably expensive, but after all, he is only a courtier of the Han Dynasty, and although Xuanyuan Chen is a down-and-out prince, in the end, he is a royal family, in front of a courtier, how can he say that he can see it.

What's more, Xuanyuan Chen is the example of the 2,500 Han troops behind him, and his every move represents the dignity of his subordinates.

When Meng Jin heard the King of Beiliang of the Great Han Dynasty, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his arrogant attitude did not change at all, as soon as his right hand was raised, more than a thousand cavalry behind him actually opened their bows and arrows, and their movements were uniform.

Arrows are rockets, rockets are ignited, and several rows are scattered, like a beacon fire.

The Longwu Army also has its own dignity, since the establishment of the army, they have fought on the battlefield, never defeated, and pride has penetrated into the body of every Longwu Army soldier.

At this time, in the face of a little-known young prince, why should he be taken seriously.

Meng Jin's expression was a little fanatical, and he said loudly: "I haven't come out to meet the general yet!" He only said to meet the general, but did not name the king of Beiliang, it seems that under the arrogant appearance of this vanguard officer, there is still a cautious heart.

At least, he didn't have the guts to directly challenge the Xuanyuan Imperial Family.

Although it seems that Meng Jin is already challenging now, the two sides are at least separated by a layer of window paper as thin as a cicada's wings.

Xuanyuan Chen's expression was indifferent and he didn't speak, and the 2,500 Han soldiers behind him were already holding their guns and shields, ready to attack, as if they were in a posture of facing the battle.

Fearless, fearless, the dignity of the Beiliang Army is inviolable.

There was a hint of hesitation on Meng Jin's face, and his eyes were also uncertain, but he finally gritted his teeth fiercely, raised his right hand again, and then clenched his fist heavily.

In an instant, the soldiers of the Long Wu Army slowly pulled the bowstring, and the rocket was bright, but it cooled everyone's hearts.

Meng Jin said ruthlessly: "If I count to three, I'll release the arrow!"

With unspeakable slaughter in the air, it seemed that a tragedy that should not have happened was about to happen.

A moment later, Meng Jin had already shouted out two numbers, and the third number was about to be shouted out, when a scream suddenly sounded in his ears.

There is a wind blowing, there is a dragon roaring, Xuanyuan Chen pulled out his sword!

If you want to fight, I will fight, and my heart is as strong as the iron sky!

The war spirit, the sword spirit, like a lovesick millennium companion, resonated the loudest at this moment.

The dreamlike blade, glowing with a meager light, reflected Xuanyuan Chen's frosty face, he lowered his head and stroked the blade of the knife, and there was a faint sound when rubbing, like a melodious elegy - Xuanyuan Chen's own elegy!

What other options does he have besides fighting?

Dignity is not earned by the charity of others, but earned by oneself, even if it is in exchange for life!

Standing beside Xuanyuan Chen, Wan Xiaodao, who had already become his personal guard, felt a stir in his heart, and when he saw Xuanyuan Chen draw his knife, he wanted to rush out.

He is Xuanyuan Chen's personal guard, and his duty is to protect Xuanyuan Chen, if he wants to die, he will also die in front.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Chen stretched out his hand to block Wan Xiaodao, only to hear a sound of footsteps, the sound was slow and dull, obviously it was just a battle boot stepping on the ground, but it could make people hear incomparable firmness and confidence.

The footsteps stopped, and the fire was extinguished.

When a veteran in armor walked in front of Xuanyuan Chen, Long Wujun's bows and arrows were all put down in an instant, and there was a deep meaning in the unified action, they were paying tribute to the veteran!

The veteran was tall, dark-skinned, his gray beard and hair made his dark skin even more conspicuous, his forehead was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were still shining, although he was old, his waist was straight, and he looked very majestic.

When Xuanyuan Chen saw Meng Jin respectfully bending down and standing beside the veteran, he already knew in his heart that this veteran of Tiger Might must be General Longwu, one of the four great generals of the Han Dynasty, Nangong Qianyue.

Nangong Qianyue looked solemn, stroked his chest with his right hand, and saluted Xuanyuan Chen.

Xuanyuan Chen stepped forward and also gave a military salute to Nangong Qianyue with the same action.

As the two saluted each other, the solemn atmosphere around them was relaxed, and the strong killing atmosphere disappeared.

Nangong Qianyue stroked his white beard, and said in an extremely stiff tone: "Let's enter the account!" After finishing speaking, he strode forward with his head held high, completely ignoring Xuanyuan Chen's reaction.

Xuanyuan Chen had a smile in his eyes, Nangong Qianyue took the initiative to salute just now, which was equivalent to taking a step back, and he was not good at pressing step by step at this time, so he also put down his body, like a subordinate, and followed behind Nangong Qianyue.

The two of them walked to the big tent and were about to open the tent to enter, Nangong Qianyue suddenly stopped, and said arrogantly to Leng Jun who was standing aside with a smile: "General Leng, you can also enter the account together, the old man remembers you very much!" He spoke gently, like a kind elder in front of his juniors.

Leng Junao nodded in agreement, he was arrogant by nature, but it was difficult for him to remain arrogant in front of Nangong Qianyue.

Than qualifications, he is inferior. Compared with the merits of war, he is inferior. He is inferior to fame. Compared with his conceited martial arts, Nangong Qianyue's Thousand Illusion Sword Technique is world-famous, and he is also inferior.

Therefore, in the face of Nangong Qianyue, Leng Junao must be restrained.

After entering the tent and taking a seat, Nangong Qianyue spoke: "The old man of the battle of Beiliang City has already understood, you are very good." He looked at Xuanyuan Chen and added, "It's really good!"

Xuanyuan Chen was not arrogant, but said calmly: "Do your best, you are worthy of your heart!"

Nangong Qianyue's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, he sat upright on the desk, it was a standard military sitting posture, his back was straight, a clean and neat posture, and his tone of speech was also very crisp: "Yes, I work hard, I am worthy of my heart, but ......" His face sank, and he said: "Someone fed his heart to pigs and dogs, and he has long forgotten the conscience of his ancestors."

Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao glanced at each other, and Nangong Qianyue said again: "Xu Shijie abandoned the 100,000 border troops and the people of Beiliang and fled without a fight. ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Qianyue raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed lightly.

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes froze, he carefully looked at Nangong Qianyue a few times, and found that he seemed to be in spirit, but there was a sense of fatigue between his eyebrows, this veteran who has been on the battlefield for a lifetime, at his age, should be raising flowers and teasing birds, raising his days, and enjoying the blessings of his children and grandchildren, but he still has to drag his old body to the border, just for the eternal survival of the Han Dynasty.

Thinking of this, although Xuanyuan Chen had no contact with Nangong Qianyue in the past, he couldn't help but respect him at this time, and said sincerely: "General, please take care of your health."

Nangong Qianyue said with a smile: "Don't worry, my old bones are very cheap, and God is still unwilling to accept them for a while." He said it freely, and his expression inevitably showed a trace of helplessness in the twilight of a strong man.

But soon, Nangong Qianyue's spirit was lifted, his face showed a solemn look, and he turned his head to Leng Jun and said arrogantly: "General Leng, you have been fighting fiercely with the Jin army in Beishan for many days, and you know a lot about the battle situation at the border pass, and the old man wants to hear your opinion."

Leng Junao was silent for a moment and said: "The battle situation at the border pass has been eroded, and the 100,000 border troops have almost been wiped out except for a very few who have escaped." He glanced at Xuanyuan Chen, and then said: "Although the King of Beiliang won a big victory in the battle of Beiliang City, from the perspective of the overall situation, it is still difficult to change the failure of the entire battle, and Beiliang City has fallen into the hands of the Jin people.

Nangong Qianyue let out a long sigh, and there was sadness in his eyes: "100,000 soldiers, buried in the battlefield." Years of hard work were ruined...... Xu Shijie is incompetent, damn it, damn it! ”

Leng Junao said with a calm face: "General, although the Jin army is powerful, it can suffer heavy losses under Beiliang City, and it should be difficult to recover in a short time, and the weather is getting cooler, winter is coming, the Jin people are not used to fighting in winter, so before the spring of next year, no further offensive will be launched, we have enough time to prepare."

Nangong Qianyue's face softened slightly, and asked, "How to prepare?"

Leng Junao's face was straight, and he said: "Taking advantage of the unstable foothold of the Jin army, our army reorganized its troops and horses and counterattacked to regain the lost territory." Seeing that Nangong Qianyue's face remained unchanged, he thought that he had no intention of counterattacking, and he was faintly disappointed in his heart, and said: "Even if you don't counterattack the Jin army, you can also arrange a defense line on the front line of Heishui to prevent the Jin army from continuing to attack."

Nangong Qianyue didn't answer, just shook his head silently.

Leng Junao's brows furrowed, and he asked softly, "General, is there anything wrong with what the last general said?"

Nangong Qianyue didn't answer Leng Junao immediately, but looked at Xuanyuan Chen and said, "King Beiliang, do you think what General Leng said is feasible?"

Xuanyuan Chen did not hesitate, and said decisively: "Feasible!"

The Jin army is strong, but in the end it is an army composed of countless grassland tribes, Borjueluo's control has not yet reached the level of command, after breaking through the border pass and carrying out a plunder, most of the satisfied Jin soldiers have little enterprising spirit, if the Han army can launch a counteroffensive at this time, not to mention a big victory, at least it can achieve certain results.

Facing Leng Junao and Xuanyuan Chen's full of confidence, Nangong Qianyue was silent for a long time before he said: "Losing the land and suffering the people is a shame for my generation of soldiers, and the old man also wants to counterattack to regain the lost territory, but ......" He sighed again and said with a wry smile: "The old man has no soldiers in his hands!"

Xuanyuan Chen and Leng Junao were both stunned when they heard this, and they were all confused in their hearts.

The four strong armies of the Han Empire, each with an establishment of about 50,000 people, since Nangong Qianyue appeared here, the Longwu Army under his command must follow on the side, how can he say that there are no soldiers in his hands?