Pingzhou, Lulong City.

Wu Youyi's 200,000 and nearly 100,000 people in the Great Zhou Dynasty crowded Lulongcheng to the brim, and the streets and alleys were crowded with people and soldiers in the Great Zhou.

These 200,000 soldiers, including prisoners from all states and counties, slaves from all over the country, robbers and thieves, in short, a rabble. Of course, there is no shortage of elite battalions, and these elite battalions are almost all from states where science flourishes, and the soldiers in them are Wu Chu's secret private soldiers, except for the 3,000 guards stationed on Ryukyu Island, the rest of the guards have turned into official soldiers.

As long as the Khitan is quelled, he can legitimately become a professional soldier of the Great Zhou and enjoy the benefits of the Great Zhou. If, according to Wu Zheng's idea, when a soldier becomes a real soldier, then the establishment of a complete welfare system is the guarantee to ensure that the army has long-term combat effectiveness. Coupled with a whole set of political theories and ideological guidance, the loyalty of the armed forces should also be maintained for a long time.

If this is the case, then the so-called theory of "dividing for a long time must be united, and being separated for a long time" will become dust and be swept away from the ditch of history. But this task is very arduous, otherwise why is there no shortage of emperors in all dynasties, but after all, it is inevitable that there will be a hundred years of rise and fall. Wu Chu doesn't know why, but with a relatively sound guiding ideology, it should be very long!

Lu Long's Great Zhou soldiers are indeed a group of rabble, and Wu Youyi, the Grand Governor of Qingbian Dao, is purely a big straw bag. Now even men don't have the courage to do it, let alone a counteroffensive.

In Youzhou City, the secret agent sent out information that there were only 10,000 Khitan soldiers, and Chen Ziang suddenly became proud. He swept away the frustration when he climbed Youzhou Terrace, and he inspected the city in the past few days, relying on the ruins of the Jieshi Palace. Thinking of what a scenery it is for General Yan Guo Le Yi to gallop across the field, he is still young and should not be so decadent. So he was suddenly full of pride, with a wave of the feather fan, he had the momentum of Zhou Yu burning Chibi, and he thought that as long as King Jian'an could give him 20,000 soldiers and horses, he would be able to capture Youzhou City. Even the camp state.

So, Chen Ziang rode to the governor's mansion of Wu Youyi in a hurry. At this time, Wu Youyi's face was withered, and even the woman sent by Pingzhou Thorn Shi was sent back intact. He really didn't have that energy, and he was afraid that the Turks would attack the city every day. The body that was originally more than 200 pounds has lost nearly 80 pounds in less than two months, and now it seems. He's just no different from a little old man.

Wu Youyi was looking at the map of Hebei. With a sad face, when he heard the guards walk in, he hurriedly raised his head and asked, "Where are the Turkic soldiers coming?" ”

The guard bowed down and said, "Staff officer Chen Ziang asks to see you." ”

Wu Youyi let out a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Just tell him, he is a scholar, how can he lead the troops to fight, this little bit of troops." can't let him be a scholar in vain. ”

The guards were ordered to retreat.

In a moment, heavy footsteps came from outside the door. A rather excited voice shouted: "King Jian'an, I, Chen Ziang, am dedicated to the country, even if the horse leather shroud, I Chen Ziang will not frown, as the king of the county, you have an army of 200,000, but you are shrinking into the city, Youzhou City is only 10,000 Khitan soldiers, you dare not fight, I Chen Ziang dare, I Chen Ziang do not ask you to give me how many soldiers and horses, as long as 20,000, I will take Youzhou, and the credit will be yours!" ”

The voice was excited, Wu Youyi's face was pale, and he immediately took the horsewhip on the side, and when he left the room, he saw a group of guards comforting him, trying his best to pull Chen Ziang, who was red-faced.

Seeing Wu Youyi come out, Chen Ziang said loudly: "Chen asked the chief manager to send troops to attack Youzhou City, if you don't fight at this time, you will miss the opportunity!" ”

Wu Youyi's face turned pale, and he glared at the guard, who immediately let go of Chen Ziang and retreated into the distance. Chen Ziang seemed to realize something, so he hurriedly said: "I am an official of the imperial court, you can't beat me!" ”

Syllable!

Wu Youyi didn't relentless at all, and the horsewhip was whipped down towards Chen Ziang's head and face, and Chen Ziang's face suddenly felt a hot pain, as if that face did not belong to him. Wu Youyi didn't want to let go of Chen Ziang at all, a scholar, he even asked to lead troops to fight again and again, even if he was willing, what did the generals think? Now he is laughing at himself for becoming a turtle with a shrunken head, as a nobleman of Wuzhou, how can he be verbally insulted by this petty official. So, Wu Youyi raised his horsewhip, ignoring Chen Ziang's plea for mercy, and he was whipped hard.

Wu Youyi's body was hollowed out by a woman a few years ago, and now he is physically and mentally exhausted, and he can't pump after a while, even so, the weak Chen Ziang was smoked half to death, he was a weak scholar, on weekdays, he also wrote articles, chanted poems, made pretentious gifts, and prostitutes, but he kept shouting to lead the army to recruit, do you think that fighting a war is like sleeping with a woman, do you think that fighting on the battlefield is a paper curse? Who wouldn't talk on paper? Did you know that wars are about killing people, not one or two, but thousands!

Wu Youyi was scolding while panting, and when he saw that Chen Ziang was beaten and fainted, he ordered someone to carry Chen Ziang out.

"Throw Chen Ziang to Bingcao!"

Don't you love to fight? Okay, let's start with Bingcao, so let's take a look at the bottom of the military first.

A few days later.

Chen Ziang put a white veil on his forehead, and once again relied on the Jieshi Palace, this time, he had no passionate feelings, no pride, and no high-spirited spirit, he was very lonely, and very lonely, looking at the vague ruins from afar, he had no joy or sorrow in his heart.

Looking up to the sky, he roared and sang, "Nandeng Jieshi Pavilion, looking at the Golden Terrace from afar." The hills are full of trees, and King Zhao is here? The hegemony is now gone, and the horse is back......"

A young man who looked like a farmer couldn't help but sigh when he heard Chen Ziang's poem, so he recorded it.

Liangzhou, horse farm.

Damaying Town, under the construction of tens of thousands of slaves, Damaying Town was completed in less than two months, the city is two feet high, six feet thick, and ten miles in circumference, comparable to a large county town!

Wu Chuan also built a wooden building for himself here, that's right, the design of Damaying Town is an open house, there is no closed courtyard, so it is more convenient for people who steal chickens and dogs at night, but Wu Chuan thinks about it like this, naturally not for himself, but for the thousands of singles in the racecourse, and there will be 50,000 Turkic women in Damaying Town. Wu Chu will not be like Wuqing County, what kind of blind date matching, can only be disposed of in this way. Anyway, this place will belong to the military from now on, and he can do whatever he wants. Of course, there are still rules. As for whether the Turkic woman died of old age or something, Wu Chu didn't care, and Zhang Liangsu served as the town guard of Damaying Town, and Zhang Liangshi couldn't handle it properly, which showed that he could only be a horseman.

On the wooden floor, Wei Xiaoyue was lazily basking in the sun with her stomach up. There was a touch of motherhood on his face, and the three Turkic women were waiting on his side, while Wu Chuan was writing hard in the study. "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is exciting, and some brewing scenes are lingering in his mind, and he feels like he is about to explode if he doesn't write it, he thinks. He should be a good writer. And not a political family.

The small wooden building has become a warm little family.

If you don't know the identity of King Wu of Wei, I'm afraid I really think so, just Wei Xiaoyue's big belly leaning on the railing of the wooden building and basking in the sun will cause a lot of young men to whistle.

But there is really no one in Damaying Town who doesn't know, unless it's a fool.

At this time, a man in cloth slowly came to the front of the wooden building. Looking at the four women on the second floor, I couldn't help but feel envious. His Royal Highness is His Royal Highness, and when you go there, you can have a fragrant story.

Suddenly, a big man like the black tower stood in front of him, the man in cloth was slightly stunned, he felt a strong murderous aura, so he slipped out of his sleeve pocket half of the gold medal, the black tower was stunned, and then searched for a moment on the man in cloth, and then said angrily: "You have to wait, you can't interrupt His Highness's train of thought, interrupt His Highness's train of thought, you and I can't afford it, let's go to the living room to drink a pot of tea first." “

"Thank you." The man in cloth gave up his hand and followed the black tower man into the side building.

It wasn't until an hour later that Wu Chu finally got up, he felt some pain in his neck, so he shouted: "Xiaobai, give me a massage!" ”

Since sleeping with these three women, Wu Chu knew that this little post-Turkic princess was also called Bai Yina, which made Wu Chu can't help but think of the turtle girl Bai Yina, so in order not to let him remember, he called Xiao Bai.

Xiaobai is only fifteen years old, but she is already a big girl in the grassland, she should be long, and she is okay, but Wu Chuan regretted it very much after finishing it. But now that it's done, there's nothing more.

Xiaobai is very aura, she was born in a wealthy family, she was contaminated with a lot of Han family atmosphere, and like her sister Sanjima, she learned a lot of poetry, books, etiquette and music, coupled with beautiful singing and light dancing.

Wu Chu enjoyed Xiaobai's little hand massage, and then looked at the former Turkic Kedun, Ulan Liya, this woman belongs to the kind of sullen woman, now thirty years old, but still like a girl, Xiaobai is her biological daughter, Sanjima is not, Sanjima was originally married to a tribal warrior, but was killed by the Zhou soldiers, and she herself was captured, if it wasn't for the obscenity of the Great Zhou soldiers, she would not have shouted her identity, but now, she is satisfied.

Just as he was about to call Ulanlia and Sanzima to serve, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs.

The creak of the stairs can be heard as a sign of the heaviness of the person's body. Wu Zheng scolded: "Wu Hei, let you not go upstairs, how many times do you have to say it!" ”

A somewhat aggrieved voice came from downstairs, "Your Highness, sixty-eight asks to see you." ”

Wu Chu suddenly got up and waved Xiao Bai away, Wei Xiaoyue also stood up and entered the room, Wu Chu had something to talk about, she didn't dare to be close.

The person who came was a young man, dressed in cloth, and judging by his appearance, he was the kind that would not attract people's attention even in sparsely populated places. Such a person is the best person to engage in intelligence, and Wu Zheng is very satisfied.

"Sixty-eight has seen His Highness!" The cloth-clothed man knelt on one knee, which was a special ritual of the Wuqi Secret Army. It's also an honor!

Wu Chu nodded, ordered him to sit down, and said, "Say, what information did you bring?" ”

The man in cloth said: "It's all Hebei intelligence, Khitan Li Duzhong was hit by the poisoned arrow shot by my Youzhou secret agent, I'm afraid time is running out, but the Khitan crowd is excited." Now that there is a shortage of grain, the people of Youzhou City have been without rice for several days, and the Khitan people have not killed innocents indiscriminately for some reason, and have opened a warehouse for relief. After Wu Youyi lost 20,000 of the former army, he retreated to Pingzhou, Li Duozuo retreated to Zhuozhou, and Zhang Jiujie was active in the Fanyang area, but the specific location was not explored. Due to the food shortage, after the Khitan captured Youzhou, they no longer attacked, but built a new Khitan city in Liucheng. It seems that he is preparing to move all the Khitan people in the mountains. ”

Wu Chu paused and said: "Although Li Quanzhong has ambitions, he is not a generation of heroes, but it is a pity that he was born in the wrong era. As soon as Li Qianzhong died, the morale of the Khitan will inevitably be damaged, and he will send a pigeon letter to Youzhou, telling him not to act rashly, and this king wants to let the Khitan end in the extreme sublimation, what do you think? ”

The cloth-clothed man bowed and said, "What His Highness thinks, his subordinates dare not guess." ”

After saying that, he handed over a letter, "Although this is a pigeon letter, my subordinates have copied it, please take a look at it." ”

Wu Chu paused, under normal circumstances, he rarely opened the letter in person, one was to prevent the letter from being smeared with venom, and the other was to open the letter by hand.

"Xiaobai!" Wu Chuan shouted.

After a while, Xiao Bai Ben jumped to the study, Wu Chu pointed to the letter in the hand of the man in cloth, and said: "This king has written for most of the day, and his eyes are sore, you read it to me." ”

Xiaobai didn't have any scheming, so he took the letter, opened it and read it, "I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the people who come after." Thinking of the world and the world, I cried alone......"

After hearing this, Wu Chu suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and for a moment, he suddenly remembered the poems in the high school Chinese textbook in his previous life, Chen Ziang! This poem was written by Chen Ziang Dengyouzhou Terrace. Only then did he remember that Chen Ziang was now going to Hebei, and it turned out that when Chen Ziang wrote this poem, it was at this time.

For a long time, he was very disdainful of Lintai Zhengzi Chen Ziang, because in his early years in Chang'an, he was still a very good literati, and he often went to Tang Gaozong, and later Tang Gaozong died, he said some nonsense, shouting that the empress should follow the example of the first emperor, and should not do anything. Later, Mingtang Yicheng, he seemed to turn a corner, and began to sing praises to the empress, on the banquet, the poems were gorgeous, and Song Zhiwen, Li Qiao and others were extremely beautiful, but unfortunately, Chen Ziang looked average, and his figure was not tall, and he did not have Li Qiao's dignified appearance, and he was not reused by the empress. Song Zhiwen didn't want to reuse it because of bad breath, and although Chen Ziang was brilliant, he couldn't eat with his face in this era.

However, now, when Wu Zhou heard such a poem, he couldn't help but sigh, in the end, he was a talented person, and Wu Zhou should set up a poetry research institute to let these poets leave a good reputation.

After the cloth-clothed man left, Wu Zheng also deeply remembered this cloth-clothed man, such a person is not reused, who else can he use?

Now that Guo Zhiyun and Xue Ne are about to return, Tang Xiujing and Guo Yuanzhen escorted tens of thousands of captives to Shendu to offer prisoners, and when this matter is over, it is estimated that the empress can't wait for him to conquer Tibet, but he is a little tired of running around all year round. (To be continued......)