Over the years, Xu Xiao has done enough for the Central Plains, if it weren't for the fact that he held 300,000 Beiliang Iron Cavalry to sit in the north, those Northern Mang barbarians would have not known how many times to crush the dreams of those Central Plains people, and those who are not in Beiliang will never be able to understand the desire of those barbarians for wealth and military exploits, nor can they see how fierce and cruel those Beimang soldiers called 'barbarians' are on the battlefield. Flash Dance www.. com

The movement on Beimang's side of the teaching department was a little smaller, but the voice of the Central Plains people scolding Xu Xiao was louder, anyway, Xu Xiao was just a wall used to confront Beimang in their eyes, and now all the high-ranking officials in the court were disgusted with Xu Xiao, and if they scolded Xu Xiao hard, the road on the official career would be much smoother.

Few people from the Central Plains went to Beiliang, and most of them had never seen the war knives and fast horses of the Beimang barbarians, so they always believed that even if all the Beiliang people died, the Beimang barbarians would never be able to hurt them a single cold hair, and this kind of blind self-confidence might only be shattered on the day when the butcher's knife was put on the neck. www.. com

But Cheng Long has the Dragon Temple, Xu Xiao does not, and Emperor Liyang does not, these heroes who stand at the top of the world will die one day, and the prosperous world they created will one day also go to decline and perish, which is a fact that mortals cannot change.

Li Yishan's sentence of 'okay' expresses endless pain and bitterness.

Chen Zhibao gritted his teeth and tried hard to restrain his emotions, the pressure that had accumulated in his heart for so many years was revealed by Li Yishan, and he even wanted to cry to vent his emotions.

One of the four teeth of Beiliang, the hot-tempered Dianxiong animal said: "I really want to arrest all those scholars who wrote articles in the Central Plains to Beiliang, give them weapons and armor, and see how many days they can live in the hands of the Beimang barbarians!"

Cheng Long was silent for a moment, shook his head gently, raised the wine glass and toasted Li Yishan and Chen Zhibao, then drank all the wine in the glass, and poured himself another glass of wine.

Only the soldiers of the older generation of Beiliang know that Xu Xiao opened Shu for his military advisor Zhao Guangling, but unfortunately Zhao Guangling's body was too weak, and he couldn't see Xishu Dujun die under the Beiliang Iron Cavalry until he died, and he couldn't take revenge with his own hands.

A person like Xu Xiao naturally would not pin his hopes on a certain person, even if Cheng Long had countless methods against the sky.

Cheng Long interrupted Li Yishan's contemplation with a loud voice, and his words changed abruptly, and he said in a deep voice: "Li Yishan, if it weren't for giving you face, do you really think that those eight hundred Beiliang horses can let me go back to your Beiliang Palace? ”

This is not Xu Xiao's willful action, but more of a kind of sadness of the twilight of a hero.

If it weren't for this environment, even if Chen Zhibao was unparalleled in his art of war, he would never dare to say that he would be able to avenge Wu Su if he became the king of Beiliang.

If he really doesn't do anything, I'm afraid that the day when he Xu Xiao turns into loess and dry bones will be the day when Beiliang raises his troops.

However, whether Xu Fengnian's hereditary throne was obtained by Xu Xiao or by him Cheng Long is harmless for Cheng Long's layout, and what makes him angry is nothing more than that he thinks too highly of Xu Xiao.

"Squeak ——!"

Cheng Long is not angry with Xu Xiao, it is the best news he has heard today, although he can't be sure, but the intuition in his heart is to tell him that Cheng Long is the one who can bring Bei Liang's game of dead chess to life!

Li Yishan put the wine glass on the table, and the flush that appeared on his sickly pale face was even worse.

This is a secret edict from Tai'an City, from the day Xu Xiao entered Beijing, it was sent to him by a eunuch in disguise.

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