For the emperor, the power is man-made;

For generals, it's man-made;

If you start first and then start something, you will be invincible, like this in the temple, and in the military formation.

Before Emperor Yan died, the momentum created again and again, and even the days of his own death, were also added to it, the purpose of which was to let the old neighbor Barbarian King completely relax his vigilance and contribute to this raid.

Under this premise, the two princes who Dayan can fight the most will go out together to cooperate with Dayan's most capable iron horse in the desert, and in the end, it will be successful.

Both are indispensable.

To be precise, in the current situation of the Great Yan in the world, these three people are also indispensable.

even

This attack on the Barbarian Royal Court was done by the Iron Triangle with one heart, and the last thing they could do for the Great Yan, for the Yan people, and even, for the Zhuxia, was the last thing they could do.

The royal court is destroyed,

The old barbarian king was finally ended his life in such a simple but helpless way,

It's really not a loss.

In this case,

The old barbarian king still has the ability to turn the tide, and he can react again to make the Yan army fall into a fierce battle, and there are other ways to ease and block, and he can also take a step back and open the sky......

That's true, it doesn't make sense.

……

The barbarian royal court, which was bustling with bustle yesterday, has become a purgatory-like existence today.

Corpses, blood, and killings have been the only themes since last night.

The barbarian soldiers and horses that had been defeated early on the periphery simply scattered, while others gathered from afar, but no one dared to take the initiative to rush to their royal court to recover the sacred land of their own race.

There is something, in their hearts, that has been broken.

Perhaps, they can still gather at this time, and they are still watching from afar, and they have exhausted all their courage at this time.

On the other hand, in the royal court, the soldiers in the north of the town obeyed the military orders of their prince, did not leave prisoners, did not seal the sword, and in the royal city, any living barbarian must die.

The armor soldiers walked between the ruins and tents, searching for every barbarian who was surviving in the corner, and even subconsciously added a knife to the corpses scattered all over the place to avoid fraudulently dying.

It's a brutal picture,

Sitting on the small platforms piled up by the city wall,

Looking at it,

You can clearly perceive that the real flesh and blood of the barbarians are being cut and discarded one by one.

This is a knife in the heart of a race, not hysterical, and it seems very calm, but this calmness is also a great terror.

The barbarian race is a race that has fought against the two major civilizations of the East and the West on its own, and the world knows that the weakness of the barbarian race is only the weakness of the royal court.

The royal court can mobilize hundreds of thousands of cavalry, but if the royal court can reshape its authority and let those large tribes gather under its command, it can easily pull out hundreds of thousands of herdsmen and knights, perhaps, only the 300,000 iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion in the peak period can fight with it.

But the problem is that the desert is vast, and the barbarians it breeds are also almost endless.

But that's what might have happened yesterday,

Starting today,

Everything, there is no more.

Iguevil had already passed out, and Igona was sitting beside Li Fei a little dazedly, with her eyes closed, and she cried for a long time.

Li Fei watched quietly with his eyes, and sighed silently in his heart.

The old Confucian once said that no matter how much you read, it is better to go out and see it yourself.

Li Fei felt that the scene in front of him was something that the old Confucian could never see in his life.

I saw it, but in order to see this, I almost lost everyone.

Around Li Fei, there are a group of guards from the Zhenbei Army, he is the son of the world, he must be sent when he should be sent, and when he should be protected, he must also be protected.

Li Fei turned his head and looked behind him, which was actually outside the city.

The walls of the royal city are not high, and the shelves corresponding to the ones where they are now are not high.

But you can still see that outside the city, many barbarians are gathering.

But the knights of the Zhenbei Army around him, as well as outside the city, continued to maintain a leisurely and leisurely manner.

The Yan army in the city continued to mend the knife, striving not to let go of a chicken in the royal court.

The Yan army outside the city was scrubbing their horses and feeding them fodder, and there were many wounded soldiers, so they sat there generously and were healed of their wounds.

Yes, just outside the city, in the cold wind, tending to wounds.

These wounded soldiers are facing the outside of the city, and their knives and bows are placed at their sides, and once there is movement on the periphery, they can immediately turn over and return to the fight.

For the elite of the hundred battles, any injury that does not affect their ability to get on the horse for the next round of charging is a minor injury.

Li Fei's days back to the palace were not very long, and his understanding of the Zhenbei Army was not very profound, but today, under this picture, he admitted that he was shocked.

The old Confucian said that he didn't know the art of war, but he still taught them the book of war, especially the old Confucian also managed to buy the book "Zheng Zi's Art of War" written by the Marquis of Pingxi from the bookstore in the town.

That book, the old Confucian student studied it intensively, and he was very addicted, and he also explained it to Chen Xianba, and Li Fei also came to the side to listen to it at that time.

Chen Xianba has always been extremely reluctant to read, if it weren't for respecting the old Confucian students, he would not have been able to sit down and read, but for "Zheng Zi's Art of War", Chen Xianba was extremely fascinated, because he admired the Marquis of Pingxi too much.

But now, after last night,

Li Fei suddenly felt that fighting a war was not just as simple as Zheng Houye's "Zheng Zi's Art of War" said.

Perhaps, it is because the army under the Hou Mansion of Zhenbei is not simple, or it may be that the Marquis of Pingxi just wrote some simple things about the art of war, which can make people like Lao Confucian like a treasure come to pass.

Fighting a war is a very complicated matter.

Li Fei stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, he has always avoided thinking too much about the future, a mountain village doll, became the son of the world, and then became the king of Zhenbei in the future, and he had to command the army while governing the place.

alas

headache

He also felt unworthy.

"Lord Wang."

"Lord Wang."

Li Fei raised his head and looked ahead, he saw his father riding a Pixiu slowly over.

It is rumored by outsiders that the king of Zhenbei is a master, not inferior to the king of the south in terms of force, and he is also equal in leading the troops to fight, but he needs to guard the desert all the time, so he missed several battles in the east later, which made the king of Jingnan the real god of war in Dayan.

With the ability to lead troops to fight in the back, Li Fei felt that his own Lao Tzu should not be bad.

But the former, in terms of force......

Li Liangting rode over on Pixiu,

Looking at his own son sitting on the table,

Opening:

"Brute, still alive."

There are some things that can be learned;

But there are some things that are difficult to learn, such as how to get along with his son, because in the past ten years, Li Liangting knows that he has a son, but he doesn't know where his daughter-in-law hid his son.

I haven't learned, I haven't experienced,

When the son left, he was only a little older, but when he came back, he was so big, and this jump was too powerful, as if he had picked up a son for nothing and suddenly became a father.

Of course, over the years, there have been many "sons" who have turned around to make ghosts or harbor evil intentions in the name of the little marquis of Zhenbei, but they can't really dare to run to him Li Liangting and call him "Dad".

Previously, he sent his son in to stabilize the heart of the old barbarian king, and he just cheated his son, and he felt guilty, but in front of the big guy, it was impossible for this father to soften.

In fact, there are many fathers and sons in the world, no matter how much they feel sorry for their sons, but in terms of face, they always have to be deliberately tightened, so in comparison, they are much more comfortable with their daughters, and they are spoiled to death.

Li Fei knelt down,

Road:

"Father is well."

Then

Li Liangting's gaze fell on Iguna on Li Fei's side.

The aura of King Zhenbei is not something that anyone can bear, Igona's eyes slowly focused, and she looked at King Zhenbei a little dazed and at a loss.

"Huh."

Li Liangting smiled,

Stretched out his finger and pointed at Iguya, who was lying there in a coma,

Road:

"Come on, slaughter this little cub!"

"Whoa!"

"No, no, lord, no, please spare my brother, spare my brother."

Iguna finally came to her senses and began to kowtow to Li Liangting.

"What do you call me?"

"Wang ...... The prince ........."

"Kill that little!"

"Wang ......"

Li Fei reminded beside him, "Call Dad." ”

"Daddy, daddy, please spare my brother, spare my brother."

"Stop."

Li Liangting nodded,

Looking at his son,

Road:

"Have you slept?"

Li Fei replied, "Sleep." ”

"Cheng, that's my Li family, son, don't learn from your father, you're the only one in this life, a man, in this life, you have to be chic, don't you?"

"The son obeys his father's teachings."

Li Liangting looked at Igna again,

Road:

"This king understands the customs of your barbarians, in fact, it is not far from the customs of my Dayan, the water spilled by the married daughter is your aunt, the eldest princess, you go and ask her, who is she now, her son, and whose family is it.

When the new daughter-in-law enters the door, the king has no courtesy, anyway, the two women in the family are here, and you can't make any waves. ”

How powerful his daughter-in-law is,

How powerful your own daughter is,

Others are not clear,

How can Li Liangting, who is a husband and a father, not know?

He wasn't worried about what kind of mess this barbarian woman would make after she entered the Li family, she had to have that ability, didn't she?

"Give me a grandson as soon as possible, so that you can consolidate your position."

Then

From the other side,

A man also rode Pixiu slowly.

The armor on that person's body was torn in many places, and the white hair on the original head was not visible at this time, and there were still traces of blood in the eye sockets.

The wounds on his body will not be lightened.

But even so, when he came, the soldiers around him all subconsciously lowered their heads.

last night

King Nan is like a demon god.

What is the number one in the rivers and lakes, what is invincible in the world, big guys, but they have all really seen it.

"How's the injury?"

Li Liangting looked at Tian Wujing and asked.

Tian Wujing's left eye couldn't be opened yet, and his right eye swept Li Liangting and said;

"I can't die."

Li Liangting nodded and said:

"This is like the words, if you want to die, you can't die in front of me."

Li Liangting is now full of vigor and blood, but in fact, he has returned to the light, and when this false fire continues, there will be only a few days left.

This is also due to the fact that he was not injured much last night, and if he was injured a little more, it is estimated that he would be dying now.

"You've got to hold on to this." Tian Wujing said.

"Yes, I know, this is a big victory, the horse stepping on the royal court is much stronger than the horse stepping on the door valve, hahaha, I have to hold on now, I have to die, and I have to wait until the class teacher goes back, go to the recital, go to the meritorious book, and then set up a banquet, and then die."

At least, I can't let the world think that in order to level a barbarian royal court, my Dayan even folded a prince, and in the history books, I will also feel that this is not too beautiful. ”

A big victory, to achieve the greatest extreme.

It's not just killing, it's not just about military exploits, it's about making it brilliant enough.

Although Emperor Yan didn't say it explicitly,

But this big victory with strategic significance must be the best gift to Xinjun, which can help Xinjun establish his prestige as quickly as possible, take over the luster of Emperor Yan, and continue to be the Ninety-Five Supreme.

"What about the little prince?" Li Liangting asked.

"Ran away." Tian Wujing replied calmly.

"Alas, the one who can't run the most is him."

The old barbarian king is old, just a totem, the little prince, but in the prime of life.

Of course, even if the little prince runs away, the royal court will be finished.

These barbarian nobles, all the officials and systems of the royal court have all died here, a little prince, the best development is to gather the old ministry and form a new tribe, but it is impossible to become a royal court again, and there will be no more appeal.

The real purpose of this battle is to make the desert a scattered sand in the next 100 years, without the ability to mobilize and gather, in fact, the goal has been achieved.

"In order to save your son, I didn't go to him in the first place." Tian Wujing said.

When Li Liangting heard this, he immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Fei,

Road:

"Just for this little brute?"

"........." Li Fei.

Li Fei was a little dazed, I am a brute, so what are you?

Li Liangting was so angry that he slapped Pixiu's head under his crotch,

Scolded:

"It's better to let this little beast die last night, and let the little prince go for this."

Li Fei hesitated a little, hesitating whether he should find a knife to wipe his neck by himself now?

Tian Wujing shook his head,

Road;

"Run, run, can't run far, I'll chase it."

"No mirror, are you going to chase it?"

"Yes, wherever he runs, I'll chase him."

"That rabbit cub is estimated to be frightened now, and the tribe next to him is afraid that they will not dare to take him in, if you chase him, he will probably really run all the way to the west."

"Then I'll chase all the way west."

Li Liangting licked his lips,

smiled,

Road:

"That's expecting him to run as far as he can."

Tian Wujing stretched out his hand and untied the broken armor on his body, in some places, the broken parts of the armor were still glued together with the flesh and blood, but they were also directly torn apart by Tian Wujing and thrown on the ground.

King Jingnan stretched out his hand and pointed to the armor on King Zhenbei's body,

Road;

"My armor is broken, your armor is dry, you are going to die anyway, take it off and use it for me."

"Hahaha."

Li Liangting nodded,

Road:

"Then I can be regarded as borrowing your light, come to someone, and remove the armor for this king!"

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

The king of Zhenbei turned over and got off Pixiu, opened his arms, and the armorers on both sides helped him unload his armor.

Li Liangting knew what Tian Wujing meant by chasing him all the way down,

Because

King Jingnan of Dayan,

There is simply no turning back.

When the armor was removed, Li Liangting pointed to his son and said:

"Come down, help your Uncle Tian get on his armor."

Li Fei immediately walked over and began to help Tian Wujing with his armor.

Looking at the wounds on Tian Wujing's body, in some places, even bone spurs can be seen exposing the flesh and skin, but they are blocked by muscles and qi and blood, so that no blood will overflow;

This kind of injury made Li Fei's scalp a little numb, and if he were someone else, he would probably have fallen to the ground at this time, and he couldn't even scream, no, he might not even be able to do it.

But the Southern King of Dayan still had a calm face, as if he didn't take these injuries seriously at all.

When he put on the armor, the armor touched the wound, and the king of Nan did not frown.

"Thank you, Uncle Mirrorless, for saving your life last night." Li Fei whispered.

Tian Wujing ignored it.

Li Liangting, who was wearing a fur coat that he didn't know which barbarian dead nobleman had pulled off his body, stepped forward and kicked his son's ass,

Scolded:

"A fluttering thank you will be done? Will your Uncle Wujing care about your thank you? Is it difficult for your Uncle without a mirror to still want you to miss him? ”

"Yes, my son knew that he was wrong, and my son was abrupt."

Tian Wujing looked at Li Liangting at this time,

Road:

"Why not?"

"Forehead ......" Li Liangting.

Tian Wujing stretched out his hand, put it on Li Fei's head and patted it, Li Fei's whole body was straightened, you must know how many barbarian masters were smashed by King Dayan Nan like this last night.

"Li Liangting." Tian Wujing shouted.

"What's up?"

"Your life is good."

"Damn, I'd rather him die, so that I feel better, who knows that he didn't die, so that Lao Tzu is still unhappy in his heart, and he was scolded by your sister-in-law all the way in vain, a straight thief!"

This is not hypocrisy.

"You don't have any other bastards, do you?" Tian Wujing asked.

"Fart, I dare too, your sister-in-law is such a powerful person!"

"Then ...... him"

Tian Wujing pointed to Li Fei's face,

"It's the next king of Zhenbei."

"What's up? Do you want him to owe you a favor? Want the next generation of Zhenbei Kings to owe you a favor?

I say

mirrorless,

What's the use of you asking for all this now? ”

"I'm useless,

but

My brother was useful. ”

"Your brother? Which one, is it difficult, is it the one surnamed Zheng, the Pingxi Hou who you picked up with one hand?

I said, no mirror, people like us, people are not humane, don't you understand?

This position is high, there are more people below, and the more you pass, the less you look like a person, and the more you live, the more you look like a beast.

Favors, things like that,

It's very empty. ”

"Take a gamble?" Tian Wujing said.

"Bet on what?"

"Bet you'll get a message when you get back."

"What's the news?"

Fighting like a ghost and god in one night, King Yannan, who is as awe-inspiring as a ghost,

At this point,

but smiled,

Firmly:

"Zhao Jiulang, dead."