"Of course, we haven't finished discussing the issue just now, and when it comes to seizing an important stronghold in the Hetao, I don't know much about this, and I still need Lord Zeng to plan well. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info", Peng Yue scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Haha... I also thought of it...", Zeng said with a smile, "First of all, we have to form an encirclement of the Hetao. In the past, the Hetao area was guarded by the three Davids of Daning, Dongsheng, and Kaiping, so now we have to encircle the Hetao in these three directions, constantly shrink the encirclement, and can annihilate the Tartars, and can also echo each other, as long as we have these three strongholds, we are not afraid of the Tartars threatening us. ”

"Next is here, at the foot of Maliang Mountain, this place has a husband and a man, and it is impossible to open the danger. Occupying this place will not only prevent the Tartars from going south, but also prevent the Tartars from fleeing north. There is this, Lanxian, this is the only way for the Tartars to the Hetao, and the Tatars paid tribute from this, and then gradually encroached on the Hetao. We're going to have an army go around here, lay an ambush here, and take him by surprise..."

Peng Yue listened to Zeng Miao's endless talk, and couldn't help but sigh that fortunately, Daming still has such a good general. Judging from his strategy, the recovery of the Hetao can be described as foolproof, and by the way, it can also annihilate as many Tartars in the Hetao area as possible. Maybe the current Ming Dynasty wants to recover the Hetao and revive the majesty of the past, and may really have to count on the Zeng Mill in front of him, who seems to be a Chinese.

"Lord Zeng is so strategic!" , Peng Yue sincerely admired.

"When my Ming Dynasty was revitalized, I expelled Mongolia from the country, starting from today, starting with you and me, starting from recovering the Hetao!" Peng Yue said to Zeng Mo excitedly.

"Okay, I have made a vow here today: I will never return it if I don't break it!" , Zeng Mo clenched his hand into a fist and said word by word against his head.

Peng Yue saw Zeng Mo like this. I couldn't help but churn in my heart. Thinking of the tragic experience in the history of Zeng Milling, this must not be allowed to happen!

"Lord Zeng, today I, Peng Yue, swear with you: Hu Lu will be destroyed, and I will wait for me to return home!" , Peng Yue excitedly shook Zeng Miao's hands.

"Master Peng...", Zeng Milling is not good at words. Now he was even more excited and speechless, "You and I will work together in the future to fight against the Tartars... Hurry, hurry..."

Peng Yue's chest is full of heroism now, and seeing Zeng Miao, who is full of righteous indignation at this moment, Peng Yue can't help but feel ashamed of his previous attitude: "Lord Zeng, a few days ago... I..."

"Haha... Needless to say...", Zeng Miao's hearty laughter made Peng Yue feel even more unnatural, "Manly man." How can you care about such a trivial matter? ”

"He really sensed...," Peng Yue sighed lightly in his heart, and at this moment, the resentment in his heart towards Zeng Mo disappeared unconsciously.

"Master Peng, Qiu Luan... I wasn't beheaded, I just kept in prison...", Zeng Mian said in a low voice. But the tone was a little lonely, "I didn't go up again..."

Peng Yue listened. My heart was full of emotion, "Lord Zeng, I... Thank you, I'm sorry for... Mrs. Liang, thank you..."

"Master Peng, you are someone I respect, I..."

"Daddy...". Before Zeng Mo finished speaking, he was interrupted by this crisp children's voice, and it turned out that Zeng Miao's wife walked in with his two young sons.

"I'm talking to Master Peng about important military and political matters, why did you come in." , Zeng Mill frowned a little when he spoke. But there was no hint of displeasure in his tone.

"Forgive the sins...", Zeng Miao's wife looked at Zeng Miao, and then immediately saluted Peng Yuefu beside her.

"The concubine selfishly thinks that Xianggong is about to go on an expedition, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see Xianggong for a while...", Zeng Miao's wife said this, and her tone was a little choked, "Plus the two of them are arguing and have to come to see you, so the concubine brought them here." ”

"Daddy hug...", a young son stretched out his hands in a milky voice, fanning in front of Zeng Milling.

Peng Yue saw this scene, his heart was hot, if his first child had no accident, I'm afraid it should be so big, it should be even bigger than this, if... Peng Yue's nose was sour, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"What a lovely son...", Peng Yue exclaimed sincerely, his eyes were full of love and envy.

"Huh... What kind of system is this...", Zeng Mo looked at Peng Yue embarrassedly, and put down the arm that had already been raised. Peng Yue was also a little embarrassed now, and hurriedly turned around with a blush, he had just noticed that Zeng Mi's tanned face was also obviously bloody.

"I want my father to hug him...", Zeng Milling saw Peng Yue turn around, and couldn't help the pleading of the young son at his feet, and hugged the young son.

"Hey, hey... Daddy's beard is so prickly...", the young son writhed uneasily in Zeng Mill's arms, but his little hands couldn't help but stroke Zeng Mill's beard.

"I also want my father to hug...", the other young son directly hugged Zeng Miao's thigh, and there was a faint cry.

"Well... Good... Okay...", Zeng Mo smiled and lifted out one hand to pick up the other young son, and the giggles of the two children drowned out Zeng Miao's hearty laughter.

"You two come down quickly, how tired it is to hold your father like this...", Zeng Miao's wife smiled and welcomed a young son into her arms.

"Xianggong, I don't know when you will come back...", Zeng Mill's wife had tears in her eyes, as if she couldn't bear it.

Seeing this scene, Peng Yue hurriedly retreated with interest.

When he went out, Peng Yue turned his head and saw Zeng Mo looking at his wife and children with a loving face, the atmosphere of charity was very different from the heroic and resolute Zeng Mo who commanded Ruoding.

"I'll be back soon...", Zeng Mo stretched out his hand and pinched his young son's little face, "Take care of the two of them... Take care of yourself too..."

As Zeng Mo spoke, he stretched out his hand and brushed the hair behind his wife's ears, "Look at you, your hair is messed up..."Peng Yue's heart was shocked, maybe no matter how resolute a man is, there is such a gentle side behind him...

Zeng Miao's wife was also a little shy, lowered her head and whispered: "You also said that I, aren't you like this, just now I hugged the child, and my face was full of sweat..."

Zeng Mo smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, "It's okay, I'm happy to sweat like this... Haha..."

"By the way, the concubine still has something to give you..."

Peng Yue's throat moved, frowned, and held back the tears in his eyes.

"What will Madame Zeng give? Embroidered handkerchiefs, sachets, concentric knots, or...", Peng Yue couldn't help but think of Gu Wan'er, Yan Mengyun, and their reluctance when she was temporary, and the things they gave herself.

"By the way, Mengyun is afraid that she is about to give birth, right?" , Peng Yue patted his head and said to himself with remorse, "Look at me, who has no conscience, I didn't even write a letter to my family..." )