In the pouring rain, the heavens and the earth have long become an indistinguishable water furnace. Everyone was turned blue and breathed hard by the season's unusually heavy rain. The black soil has absorbed too much rainwater, and it has long become a quagmire that cannot be dissolved.

Jilin Lianjun is still struggling in the quagmire, but no one has too much to complain at this time. Everyone is struggling for their lives on this muddy road. It's just that everyone's eyes are looking over the hill.

On that hill, dozens of Goshha in Western-style military uniforms stood upright, the leather straps of Western-style military hats sucking up enough water, tightening their chins and killing everyone's faces. Surrounded by these Goshha, Xu Yifan's not very tall figure stood at the top, and the sturdy body of the supreme commander of the Jilin training army, Yiketanga, poked straight in front of him, and he didn't know what to say again. What made these Jilin military training soldiers the most high-minded was Xu Yifan's already famous Ma Ben head Pu Yang, only he was walking around outside the crowd, and he was subconsciously waving a katana that captured the devil in his hand, and the cold blade of the snow was doubled by the rain, and every time he shook it, it brought a trace of cold light. It makes people's hairs stand on end.

Although tens of thousands of troops in southern Liaoning were sorted out, although they established contact with the Praetorian Guard, the imperial court continued to fight the main battle, and supplies began to be delivered, and the people's hearts were uplifted. But before the war, I don't know why, there are still some people whose minds are like muddy roads in the heavy rain, and they can't figure out why. Especially in the Jilin training army, which is dominated by banner people, their minds are not on the big war that is about to break out at the moment!

After Xu Yifan seized power, everyone first breathed a sigh of relief, this situation is in full swing, there is such an iron-fisted person to clean it up, everyone doesn't say that they feel that they have something to rely on, it is fake. But in just a few days, the banner of the king of the Asari is changing. In such a chaotic situation, the armies of southern Liaoning are naturally not exempt from vulgarity. The Praetorian Guards who are fighting all over the world are here, and there are only 20,000 devils, so it is estimated that there will not be much problem in dealing with them. But as soon as the life-and-death juncture passes, other thoughts will naturally come out.

Song Qing and his troops have a lot of Beiyang foundations, and Li Hongzhang is so unlucky, they naturally have their tails between them. Xu Yifan was ordered to be cautious when he gave the order, and he didn't dare to say a word to outsiders, for fear that Xu Yifan would take the opportunity to beat him and swallow his strength. Not to mention that Xu Bangdao and their defeated remnants of Lushun are still eager to have a high branch to rely on.

Jilin is training the army differently, and rumors are also the most fierce among them. The main reason is that they are flag people! And this rumor also has its origins, and it has been lingering in the hearts of the banner people since it won the world in the early Qing Dynasty. For more than 200 years, they have been awakened again and again.

A third prince of Zhu, the Qing court tracked down for 130 years. In the so-called prosperous era of Qianlong, the literary prison has reached the point of two prosperity a year. Zeng Guofan and other rising acres, 170,000 Hunan troops conquered Nanjing City, covering the southeast half of the wall, so that how many bannermen could not sleep at night. Just because of this sentence.

"Yidi has a king, not as good as Huaxia!"

Xu Yifan claims to have traveled to Europe for ten years, and he is a figure who has been going abroad for a long time, and the origin of his parents is not clear. The deep kindness of the dynasty to him cannot be talked about at all. Along the way, they are all going around outside the country, if it weren't for the fact that people killed too much, they would have killed the top of the country. How did such dangerous people outside the system get to where they are today? The suppression and exclusion of him by the Qing Dynasty is something that everyone knows well. He returned to southern Liaoning, telegraphed the whole country, resisted to the end, and the Qing Dynasty surrendered his oath that Xu Yifan would not surrender. The words are all revolving around a Chinese Zhuxia, which naturally arouses the enthusiasm of the world's corporal doctors and even the common people, and arouses the enthusiasm of the Chinese people who still have a little blood surname. But in the minds of the flag people who still nominally control the country, most of the flag people, when Xu Yifan climbed all the way to the cusp, they were more afraid!

Feng Sheng's head hung in Jinzhou, and he said that he would cut it off. Along the way, he unceremoniously took over the local power in the northeast, the land of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Commanders, deputy commanders, city guards and other flag officers, I don't know how many people have opened the revolution and even marched the law. The most popular voice in Jilin's military training is:

Xu Yifan is the Cao Ying of the Qing Dynasty, he doesn't even want to be King Wen of Zhou, he wants to be King Wu of Zhou directly! To wage war against this is to consume the only bit of force that the bannermen have. Originally, there were not many remaining forces left of the banner people who could still fight, and the Jingshi and the flag camps in various parts of the Guannai had long become a joke. There are still tens of thousands of people in the northeast who can barely go into battle, and the imperial court has also tried its best to support them in previous years. But when Xu Yifan arrived, the Shengzi training camp dominated by the Fengtian Banner Camp disappeared, and now there is only one Jilin training camp left, isn't it a thorn in his eye and a thorn in his flesh? He may catch an opportunity at any time, clean up Iktanga, and then merge the Jilin training army. At that time, the banner man will no longer have the slightest strength to fight, and he is in southern Liaoning, only a stone's throw away from Beijing, he wants to return to Yanjing and do reckless things, who can resist it?

It was for this reason that Xu Yifan ordered them not to enter Jinzhou, so they went directly to the battlefield, and in such a heavy rain, they had to forcibly march to earn their lives. But Rao is that they work so hard, Xu Yifan still summoned their adult Yiketanga over, and he doesn't know what reason to do it again!

The junior officers of the middle and lower ranks of the Jilin training army all looked at each other in the ranks, assessing the situation. If Xu Yifan wants to do anything about Iktang, they have no way at all. Dozens of Goshha surrounded him, and under the hill there was a battalion of his descendants of the Praetorian Guards, and there was nowhere to blow up the camp if he wanted to, besides, Xu Yifan now occupies all the name and righteousness, if they dare to bomb the camp, as long as Xu Yifan does not die, with a backhand, these eight thousand Jilin training troops are really looking for their own death!

Besides, this kind of rebellious and unscrupulous idea of plotting to kill his own commander is just a thought. Who has the guts?

A small officer of the flag man touched the six-wheeled pistol in his waist, squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Yifan's figure in the rain and fog in the distance. A distance of a few hundred paces, if there is a good foreign gun, and then a good shooter, plus a bit of luck......

He slammed a handful of the rain from his face and scolded himself between his teeth: "Fuck, don't have a head? How much benefit have we eaten from the imperial court? Dozens of generations of ancestors have guarded Ningguta, and the old rice and silver are getting less and less, these things, sorghum rice is confused, should we worry about it? He scolded himself twice, and slapped himself, the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, Xu Yifan took them to fight devils, Fengsheng Ah Ke left their banner brothers and fled, and the court had to surrender! Now I finally have a heart to fight devils, but there are still so many things that are unclear!

"Fight a devil, we don't want our lives, the court and Xu Dashuai, there are still so many frustrating things...... These things, what's wrong with talking about them after fighting? The Qing Dynasty wants to slip the eaves! ”

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"Why is the military so slow?"

"Dashuai, look at this rain! We train the army in Jilin, and we haven't worked so hard so hard! ”

Xu Yifan's face was pale, and he didn't know whether he was angry or frozen. The rain hit his face, but his eyes were wide, and his face was rarely full of murder.

He stared coldly at the indifferent Iktanga, although the rain was cold, the fire in his heart was rising higher and higher.

His mood was also chaotic.

Opportunities had been placed in front of him, and if they hadn't appeared so suddenly, maybe his mind wouldn't have been so impetuous.

The First Sino-Japanese War was already different because of his participation. Under the wings of butterflies, it is already wind and thunder that is instigated. said that he suffered a lot of losses in his hands, and forcibly won back a city for him. And the interior of the Qing Dynasty is even more chaotic than in history. Li Hongzhang led his troops to force the palace, and the two parties of the emperor and queen tore their faces, and they actually used the tricks of electrifying and seeking peace. In history, the First Sino-Japanese War of the Qing Dynasty finally lasted until the mediation of the countries, and the Qing Dynasty borrowed a step to cover its face and stepped down, but this time because of the power struggle, this face was completely lost.

And it is precisely because of this that he was given such a good opportunity! Guangxu is dusty, and he took 20,000 tigers to lie in the area of the Liaoxi Corridor, leading troops into Beijing, but only a few days away. As he pointed out by Xu Shuai in Haidong, Yanjing City has absolutely no ability to resist. After killing Fengsheng A and seizing power, the court sued for peace, and he Xu Yifan's reputation was like Zhongtian. If at the beginning, he just wanted to bring a different kind of war to this nation and save the national fortune that had been lost for a hundred years. Now, he found that this glorious Qing Dynasty was ten times more fragile than recorded in history, and the road he seized against him actually had this opportunity to succeed in one fell swoop!

In the middle of the night, he got up and paced quietly countless times, and wanted to throw away the 20,000 troops in front of him countless times and snatch the country over. Fighting all the way, he relied on his own strength to help the crisis countless times, and saw so many bloody scenes, if there is no intention of giving up anyone, it is a lie. Behind his usual easy-going and idiotic appearance, he has long prided himself as a hero. In the last time and space, the experience of the little white-collar worker who was a waste of firewood, sometimes I felt that it was not a dream of my own? He is now Haidong Xu Shuai who can shake the world!

With such a big temptation in front of you, it is impossible not to be hot-headed.

But this opportunity is fleeting. Now that Guangxu has been reinstated, and then led the troops into Beijing, he has lost his name and righteousness. The mood falls from a height, but it makes people's hearts rise even higher!

Although he said to himself, a water is wide, and he leaps over...... Try it out with someone else! Who can stand this kind of ups and downs?

In front of him, the dead pig with a blank face, who was not afraid of boiling water, was poked there. It's even more wicked. Don't think he doesn't know, with the supplies being transported from Tianjin and Jingshi, there have been some sneaky characters in the Jilin training army in the past few days, and even Song Qing's Yi army, Xu Bangdao and others' training army. Then there were rumors, saying that he Xu Yifan could do whatever he wanted, which was nothing more than that he was a chaotic minister and thief, and he had an unforeseen heart. In other armies, some generals showed their loyalty and hurriedly reported such a thing, but the Jilin training army was like a pool of stagnant water, as if nothing had happened.

In any case, he is fighting for the country, this court, and the enemy is still ahead. I can't get him in the open, and those people in the dark haven't stopped yet, this battle is based on the defeated army in southern Liaoning as the main frontal force, and some people hope that his army will be in turmoil, and there will be a big defeat, so as to seize his power!

With such a court and such a country, it is better to grab it now!

Does he really want to be like those people he has spurned countless times, regardless of the tens of thousands of troops entrenched in the country, abandon them, return to the division inward, and kill his own countrymen, use all means, and do things that are rebellious and seized?

To be a real rebel and thief?

All kinds of choices come one after another, and they cannot be broken, so that he can't keep one. It's just this kind of choice, no one can help him make it. It was with these tens of thousands of troops with ghosts who came forward to fight for the court - rumors are spreading, the army is in turmoil, and I am afraid that I will not be able to win. Or did you coerce the army here and return to Yanjing?

He has 10,000 ways to coerce this army, which is nothing more than dividing and disintegrating the Jilin training army. With the main force of the Praetorian Guard going south, Song Qing and other troops are losing their backers, and they may not seek a great fortune with him.

But can this really be done?

All kinds of emotions were overflowing, and his chest was about to explode. But his tone was surprisingly calm.

"Song Qing and they are on the same path, but they are walking so much faster than you, even if the weather is unfavorable, you are slower, can you be so slow?"

"Back to the marshal, Song Junmen is Song Junmen, and the mark is under the mark. The mark is not as big as Song Junmen's ability, so he asked the marshal to relieve the bid and send the mark home to farm, and the mark is grateful! ”

Xu Yifan's body shook, his face was a little distorted, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his chest: "Do you want to escape?" ”

The Goshha people around him all turned their eyes, only Li Yunzong was still standing there, his expression was different, only his chest was rising and falling violently. No one knows what this cold-hearted general is thinking.

Iktanga seemed to be out of the way, and [***] replied loudly: "Dashuai, this battle can't be won!" ”

"Lao Tzu is in North Korea, with the strength of one army, he overthrew two divisions and regiments! You mess with my army's heart, you know what kind of sin it is! ”

Xu Yifan raised his face arrogantly, waved his hand viciously, and a few Goshha rushed over, about to hold down Iktanga. Thousands of officers and men of the Jilin Training Army, who had been hanging on their hearts here, made a loud uproar in unison, and before they could make any moves, Pu Yang had already swung his saber, and the officers and men of the first battalion of the Praetorian Guard who were surrounded by the hills had already taken off their guns. Pu Yang was still glancing at Chen De, there was a horse stake tied to the north of the hillock, all of them were healthy horses, how could these Praetorian Guards protect Xu Yifan from here. If the Jilin training army dares to move around, this crime of killing the marshal will not be able to bear it, and the surrounding battalion leaders will come over and casually hand over the weapons of the 8,000-banner battalion!

It's also strange to say, Pu Yang really didn't think that he was also a flag man. A gangster like him joined the army, and what he admired most was a hero, Xu Yifan's actions and such achievements have long become Pu Yang's unbreakable faith. The Goshkhas heard him squeeze the order out of his teeth: "What the fuck do they dare to make trouble? The marshal has put a lot of thought into this Jilin training army, and they have enough hind legs, just to clean them up! The army's heart is settled, and the big guy is refreshing and going to the devil! Chen De, protect the handsome man and go first, if the handsome has three long and two short, Lao Tzu wants your head! Chen De agreed, and he had already taken a few brothers to protect Xu Yifan's figure, and the people below couldn't shoot cold shots if they wanted to.

This is so powerful, Jilin Lianjun naturally thought of it, and under the guns of the Praetorian Guards, everyone remained silent. Just stared blankly at everything in front of him.

Iktanga shook his arm violently, his body was thick and strong, and a few goshha didn't hold him down. I saw this Manchurian fierce general raising his head proudly and looking at Xu Yifan: "Dashuai, I already knew that Dashuai looked at my 8,000 banner people like a thorn in the flesh!" Supplies, we are less, equipment, we are bad. But under the mark is just this sentence, you pull us up to fight with our lives, this battle cannot be won! No one knows, who does the marshal want to be, the army is uncertain, how can this battle be won? ”

Xu Yifan took a step forward, Chen De blocked in front of him, but was pushed away by Xu Yifan: "Lao Tzu has a Praetorian Guard!" ”

Iktanga was not afraid, and replied quickly and quickly: "The marshal once thought about it, how can the Praetorian Guard defeat the devils of two divisions with a newly trained army, and even return to southern Liaoning for thousands of miles, and become the great cause of the world's sea god's needle?" Now not only are the armies in southern Liaoning in a mess, but the Praetorian Guards of the Great Marshal are not watching how the Great Marshal acts? The marshal is already the governor of Liangjiang, why doesn't he serve the imperial court and give the Fengtian general the post of defense? The 30,000 defeated army should move forward to the front of the army, but the marshal did not say a word to explain to the armies how the marshal would act and how to treat the court! Even if there are 100,000 tigers, how can it be done? It's a pity that the world has fallen, and when I Xu Yifan didn't surrender alone, it was Haidong Xu Shuai, who was Guo Ziyi at that time, but now it is Li Guangbi! …… Maybe Li Guangbi also thinks highly of the handsome, and the matter of servantly being gracious is probably set up by the handsome! ”

No one expected that Iktanga would have such a backbone. And with a banner man martial artist, a famous general in the Tang Dynasty, he is actually like a treasure. The two names of Li Guangbi and Fugu Huaien are used to compare Xu Yifan, Li Guangbi can be regarded as saving a little face for Xu Yifan, and this Fugu Huaien is compared to Xu Yifan, which is extraordinarily damaging!

Xu Yifan's face turned blue at first, and then immediately turned red, and he stretched out his hand and slashed down: "Tie up this bastard!" Raise the cannon, the marching method! Your Jilin training army, Lao Tzu is not happy! ”

Iketang Ayu sneered: "Thank you Dashuai for completing the career behind him!" ”

In the pouring rain, thousands of soldiers just stared blankly at Xu Yifan's side, and pressed Iktanga to the ground!

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After the rain, the air in the capital is exceptionally refreshing. It's just that this road is a little unbearable, the best place in the capital, except for the road from the Summer Palace to the Forbidden City is slate, the others are dirt roads, the famous wind is full of ash, and the rain becomes a quagmire. The mud on the street can bury the instep, Rao is like this, and it can't hide the excitement of the capital. A few days ago, everyone was panicked, but now it seems that as soon as the Holy Monarch comes to power, everything is peaceful again. A few days ago, there were still legends in the streets and alleys about how Xu Yifan and Xu Dashuai were the gods of the sea in the country, but now in Sijiu City, there is a rumor floating faintly.

This Xu Dashuai, is it our Cao Ying of the Qing Dynasty?

Yes, there is a nose and eyes. The eunuchs who came out of the palace to walk around the bend could still shake a little palace secret. There is even a legend that he is a descendant of the third prince of Zhu who is in exile. Zhu and Yu Zier are very similar, they are pretending, and they add another person, making it clear that they want to come back to win people's hearts. Or else? Can this Xu Yifan suddenly jump out of the soil? This thing that comes out of the realm of foreign devils is a bit evil.

These words are loved to be said and passed on. But it's not so unscrupulous, and no one can say to his face that Haidong Xu Shuai, who is the hero, is Cao Ying. However, this somewhat mysterious word of mouth is more alive. Some storytellers in the teahouse quietly accepted Xu Yifan's jokes, and changed them back to say that Yongqing was promoted to peace, so that Kangxi Ye continued to go down to Jiangnan and had a good time with Jiangnan martial arts masters.

Everyone's atmosphere was a little weird, and they all stared wide-eyed, pricked up their ears, and looked at the news from southern Liaoning. Waiting for the news of the battle there. The world is changing so fast, there is really everything, and a battle with the little devil has turned everything out of the corner of the court wall. Everyone thinks that the world should change, but they are afraid of change, and they don't know where to change. All kinds of indescribable emotions finally turned into Qi Dongye's language, floating faintly over Sijiu City.

A few days ago, the loneliness and loyalty of the people in the capital seemed to have disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. But this kind of emotion aroused by an unprecedented national war may only be temporarily sunk to the bottom, and one day, it will be rolled out in a greater wave.

In a Jiangnan-style teahouse outside the water gate, the curtain of the elegant seat on the second floor hangs down, and Xiao Er keeps sending tea and snacks inside. The taste here is not used to the people of the capital, but the officials, especially those from the south, love to come here. Qingliu is mostly southerners, not that the regional difference is really that big, but since Xiantong Zhongxing, the central north-south balance that the imperial court has maintained has long been gone, and most of the people in power are northerners, and frustrated officials are more likely to become Qingliu, anyway, it is simple to scratch the prison.

As a result, this southern-style teahouse has also become a small gathering place for the Qingliu people in the capital.

There are not too many people gathered here today, Guangxu came to power, and the imperial party finally divided some positions. The rest of the black ones arrived here to see off an old man in shabby clothes.

This old man is the same as the two generations of emperors, he has cleared up a lot, dressed in a bamboo cloth jacket, sitting upright, slowly eating hot dried silk, and the Beijing officials who saw him off around him couldn't help but serve tea, and he just nodded lightly. The officers guarding the door kept probing in to see, but they were impatiently waved out by the bosses of the officials, and the officers didn't dare to offend, but just laughed.

The emperor has now taken a little bit of power, Weng Tongyi is the emperor, who can guarantee that the old man will not turn over one day? said that he was escorted home, but this errand was to serve the old lady, and the black messenger who lost money was also unlucky.

The Beijing officials in the room said a word of good praise and good prayer, which was nothing more than the matter of the old man's repetition of Gu Jian, and this time he should go back and rest for a while, it is not a blessing. Weng Tongyi just listened noncommittally, and there was no response. Geely's words were boring after talking for a while, and later, they naturally started scratching.

"It was said that the north and the south were going to balance this time, but the result was still empty! Why don't they use it much? I chose some guys who usually have the first rat at both ends and gave me a bit of a vacant position, so let's send it away? ”

"It's good that the emperor can come back...... Let's take it slowly...... Now that there is still a war outside, the Summer Palace is singing a big drama again! ”

"Teacher Weng, you have to be the one in charge of this family! The emperor is a holy monarch, but no one can help him, let's work together, we must let the teacher recover as soon as possible, in this world, the teacher has to assist the holy monarch to come to the warp and weft! ”

Hearing this, Weng Tongyi put down his chopsticks and glanced at the Beijing officials present, he smiled slightly: "Everyone's kindness, this time the old man goes home, and he doesn't plan to go out of the mountain again......"

The Beijing officials were about to speak to express their opposition, but Weng Tongyi stretched out his hand to block their words: "Can you return to the burial of Shouqiu, the old man is still not satisfied?" ”

A Jingguan'er with a Taoist face stood up and saluted solemnly: "Teacher, students must not agree with this!" The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, not to mention that the teacher is a two-generation emperor, and the saint is so suspenseful? The country is deeply benevolent and generous, how can the teacher not report it? Students think ......"

Weng Tongyi smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay!" I'm more familiar with these words than you. I'm also leaving, I advise you, don't fight for anything, the old man is not all idle when he goes back, he has to recommend some great talents to the emperor, count on you, no! ”

He smiled easily, but his tone was resolute, which made all the current Beijing officials stunned. No one dared to attack in front of Weng Tonggong, but he didn't know what to say. Weng Tongyi stood up with his hands in his hands, and didn't look at them: "The country has to change in order to survive." When I was locked up in the Summer Palace, I was in a cold sweat when I meditated at midnight! Who has the most to gain from this war? It's not us, it's not the garden, we are in the Qing Dynasty, and we have come out in a circle between life and death! This time the catastrophe is over, what about next time? The dynasty will not change again, but there will be no next time...... But how it will change, we don't know...... Someone knows. Now the most bears the expectations of the world, one article and one martial arts, and everyone knows who the martial arts are. The imperial court could never trust him...... The text is the last expectation of our Qing Dynasty! ”

The Taoist official was still a little unconvinced, and stood up and saluted: "Teacher, I don't know who this class is sacred?" ”

Weng Tongyi smiled: "Besides Tan Fusheng, who else can there be?" ”

There was a sudden uproar at the bottom: "Isn't he one with Xu Yifan?" ”

These Beijing officials have all been up and down in the sea of eunuchs, and who doesn't know what the current court is thinking. Guangxu reset, isn't it to suppress Xu Yifan? The two parties of the emperor and queen were both defeated, and one of the elders was dismissed from Beijing. Now that's all there is to it, but it is another matter to change to someone outside the system to completely overthrow the existing system. The two parties of the emperor and queen now agree on one thing, and Xu Yifan must be suppressed! But everyone is also weak-hearted, can this Xu Yifan be suppressed? This kid belongs to Sun Wukong, and the heavenly palace can make trouble, so don't get fishy yourself.

Did Old Man Weng have phlegm, and he actually wanted to introduce Tan Sitong into the court!

Weng Tongyi stood in front of the railing, his expression was indescribable, and what flashed in his eyes seemed to be his last remaining energy: "In this world, there is a kind of subtle righteousness, which has been inherited by our scholars for thousands of years, and these things are these things. Tan Sitong understands, but Xu Yifan doesn't understand. In this world, martial artists are like white horses, but this small word has never fallen. If Xu Yifan doesn't understand this, he will always be just a chaotic thief! ”

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"Rebels and thieves?"

Li Hongzhang stood at the bow of the boat, just looking at the surging waves in front of him. His battle out of Beijing was smaller than that of Weng Tongyi, and under the escort of his relatives, he had already taken a boat. I went to Tianjin to explain, and I went back to my hometown.

He has been thinking about a question recently, but he has never been able to figure it out.

"If Xu Yifan is just a Cao Ying, how can he get to this point?"

Others don't understand the general trend of the world, what kind of person is Li Hongzhang? He had already seen that although Xu Yifan was at the most beautiful time, he had reached the most dangerous time. The eyes of the world are all on him, watching his every move. There is still an army in front, and there are so many fierce eyes in the back, and there are tens of thousands of defeated troops under them. If he is not careful, or even if he loses, he will fall to the bottom.

"There must be a force that has led him all the way here. Money? Right? Li Hongzhang laughed self-deprecatingly, he used the word money and power to tease the heroes of the world like Xu Nian, and he knew that these things were unreliable. Once you just rely on these things, when you can't provide them, you can no longer control your subordinates, and people's greed is always endless, and Beiyang is now gradually unable to control its own affairs, and because of this.

"What is it that has sustained you so far? In front of you, how do you get through the turmoil? ”

Li Hongzhang didn't have an answer, and subconsciously, he threw his faint old eyes far to the north. In that black earth, there is a figure he does not know, in the last three thousand years, setting off a burst of wind and thunder that may shake the entire earth.

(To be continued)