"Niangniang, since you don't let the old slave accompany His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince. Then I beg you to choose one or two people from our camp from among the generals of the court and the central government to accompany His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince.

They have their own personal soldiers, and taking advantage of this convenience, we can also arrange for some good men to sneak in and protect His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince in secret.

The king is the king, but there is only a chance, and we must not miss it. ”

After listening to Cao Chun's words, Concubine Qian felt puzzled in her heart, could it be that he had some information that he had not obtained?

"Grandpa Cao, if you have anything to say, just say it! There are no outsiders here, is it possible that you are still afraid that I will tell you what you said? ”

"Mother, what you say is so tormenting the old slave. The old slave's loyalty to you can be expressed by the sun and the moon, and the old slave is thinking about the mother and His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince! ”

"I know, just say it! Ming'er, he doesn't have much time to listen to you show your loyalty here. ”

"Hey! The old slave said.

In fact, it is not difficult to hear from Li Dequan's words just now that Banzai has become suspicious of Miao Junfeng. Who is Miao Junfeng? The prince's teacher, the prime minister of the dynasty! Now he is named the marshal of the army of the Western Front.

It can be said that the current Miao Junfeng combines military and political power. If he wants to cede the land as the king and support the army for self-respect, with the current state of the imperial court, it is really difficult to do anything with him!

Long live his jealousy and suspicion of him is precisely our gospel. He is the prince's man, and if something happens to him, the prince can't escape. Everyone present understands the truth that the fire at the city gate affected the fish pond, but no one can play it better, only long live the dynasty.

His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince's trip to the west can be said to be a pie in the sky. Regardless of whether Miao Junfeng has rebellion or other ambitions, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince must also create something out of nothing and create some for him.

There are not many opportunities to get military power, but the army of the Western Front has gathered the elite of the White Tiger Domain, if you can make them loyal to you, then whether you are the king or the emperor in the future, you will always have a trump card in your hands.

This trump card is not something that other princes can have. An army that is good at fighting and an army that can only show off its might, how powerful the two are, there is no need to explain more to the old slave!

All in all, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to show off your demeanor! ”

Cao Chun's words made everyone present feel enthusiastic after listening to it. They seem to have seen a bright future beckoning to them.

"Chirp" an eagle's cry, half a day later, in the western imperial court camp, Miao Junfeng received an urgent letter from the prince.

After taking down the letter, the demon eagle that delivered the letter flew to the side obediently.

"Huh? The Holy Lord actually sent Huang Fuming to me as a deputy marshal, is there something on my side that worries his old man? ”

After reading the urgent letter, Miao Junfeng walked to the pillar with the torch hanging and lit the letter.

He looked at the burning letter, and did not say a word for a long time, and his heart was full of thoughts. He sensed a faint crisis, which, once fermented, would only grow stronger and would not dissipate over time.

"A companion is like a tiger! Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless, and this is not wrong at all. But I can't blame him, if it were me, maybe it would be even better than him. ”

A gust of wind blew from outside the tent, causing the burning torches to dance. With the dancing of the torches, Miao Junfeng also opened his mouth to mutter.

For several days, the army of the Western People's Kingdom did not move at all. Even if he sent scouts to reconnoiter five hundred meters outside of Petersburg and was discovered by the soldiers guarding the gate, he did not see any pursuit or capture from them.

This anomaly made Miao Junfeng's brow furrow. He couldn't figure it out, he didn't think that Bismarck would let go of the previous beam so easily, calm down, calm down and wait until his side showed a flaw, and then give Thunder a blow.

"The nature of the country is easy to change, and Smarck is already half a hundred people, and it is impossible to change his personality after suffering three losses. Even if you want to change, there has to be a process.

If I were him, what would I do it for? Well, let me think about it, maybe I'll be recuperating while secretly Chencang.

If he can take down the commander of the enemy army without spending a single soldier, this is a great good thing for Yu Gong, the time of the war can be greatly shortened, and the loss of personnel and materials can also be greatly reduced.

Privately, you can add a strong stroke to your medal of honor, which is your own glory and a symbol of success.

All right! It's waiting for me here! I said, how could the old man have good doubts? It's been a long time, it's you who are doing it!

Hehe, the question has been found, so it's hard to say who will be the next knife wielder! ”

Five days later, outside the barracks of the western camp of the Imperial Court, a series of hurried horses' hooves sounded.

"What people! Barracks are important, please do not trespass! "The commander of the gate doesn't know that there is a deputy marshal, in his eyes there is only the marshal's order, and everything else is a floating cloud.

"Presumptuous! This is the eighth prince of the imperial court, the deputy marshal of the Western Army. Don't kneel down and apologize to the Eighth Prince immediately! A silver-armored general with three long strands of hair rode his horse to the front, waved his whip and pointed at him and shouted.

"Please show your credentials, otherwise, don't even think about stepping into the camp. Here there are only marshals, no deputy marshals. If the Holy One is here in person, the Commander will definitely do the courtesy of the ministers, and if the Holy One does not arrive, he will not be able to talk nonsense here! ”

"Bold! How dare you look at the saints! Someone's coming! Take it for me! The silver-armored general raised his horsewhip and greeted.

Two figures leaped down from the station behind him and quickly came to the side of the gatekeeper. They were not merciful, and their powerful hands were about to grab at his shoulders in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the commander was in distress, the soldiers guarding the gate surrounded them in a uniform manner, pointing their cold spears at these uninvited guests.

"Okay, they're all their own brothers, is it necessary to make this happen? This is my tiger charm and power of attorney. If you still don't believe it, you can report it to the marshal of our army, and he will tell you the authenticity of the tiger talisman and the letter of appointment. ”

The gatekeeper shook his body and shook off the palms of the two men.

He took the tiger talisman and the letter of appointment handed over by Huang Fuming, turned around, and ran towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

It is said that the soldiers are the big and the coarse, but when it comes to important things, they are not stupid.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Miao Junfeng saw these two things, smiled slightly, and said to the gatekeeper who was a little panting: "Go and welcome them in!" I didn't expect them to come so soon! ”

"Huh? Marshal! He's really a deputy marshal! Are you acquainted with him? Does he hold a grudge? The Gatekeeper asked with a frightened voice.

"Where is the wolf energy on weekdays? Isn't it just a deputy marshal? Ben Shuai is here, who dares to be presumptuous! Miao Junfeng deliberately shouted with a tiger glare.

"No! My subordinates are going to invite them in! "The gatekeeper is very convinced of Miao Junfeng, with his words, can he still be afraid of the deputy marshal?