Chapter 267: Glory
Removing the thorns in his eyes, Xia Fenghua suddenly became familiar with Salib, who was acting together, the man was like a mountain peak, and his thick arms were tattooed with dark eagles. And Salib's gaze also fell on Xia Fenghua, all of which was seen by Meng Yining, and she muttered, "This is not right......
"What's wrong with that?"
"The county lord hasn't taken a fancy to any man in all these years...... she said curiously, "what can attract the county lord from Salibu, her eyes haven't been taken off Salib for a long time this afternoon. It's weird. What Meng Yining didn't know was that Xia Fenghua was originally a hero among people, what she liked was not Gu Zi'an's treacherous and calculating people, she didn't like temples, she didn't like deceit, she didn't like to take every step of the way, she felt that her husband should be upright, stand up to the sky, be manly, and more importantly, martial arts stronger than her.
Salib was able to lift three people with his bare hands and smash them into the enemy like stones.
Although Xia Fenghua's martial arts were strong, he had to be attracted by everything in front of him.
That man was imposing, and he heard that he had unified the steppe tribes at a young age, and now the two were not enemies. The moment they met their eyes, sparks flew out.
And Salib always thought that he was happy with Meng Yining, but when he saw Xia Fenghua, he realized that he liked the free and ruthless nature of women, like a cold sword out of the sheath, and his hair was full of sexy murderous aura.
And Xia Fenghua is this kind of person.
Like the god of war from the fireworks, hunting and hunting.
Xia Fenghua has led the troops for several years, and all of his body is the style of people in the army, but he is not like a woman, mingling with the soldiers. She drank heavily and ate meat, and although her face was delicate, there was no place for her whole body to be shy.
She changed into a wide dress and long skirt of a Yanrong woman at Meng Yining's stubborn request, the pink and purple skirt would look dusty when worn on someone else's upper body, but the county lord had a coquettish feeling.
The lord of Fenghua County is really peerless.
Salib was also like a lost eye, and never left Xia Fenghua's graceful appearance for a moment.
"It looks too weird, I'd better go back." Xia Fenghua felt that wearing a long skirt was very twisted, and it was not easy to get on the horse, and she wore a layer of trousers inside, and she was not very good at walking.
Meng Yining smiled, "Don't, don't, just one day, if you don't fight today, you will only set off tomorrow." I will definitely not be able to rest for the next few days, but fortunately, King Yanrong dropped all his troops to the border, and he left 3,000 people by his side, and I suddenly admired him a little. β
Xia Fenghua smiled: "What is there to admire about this." β
"If you are particularly greedy for life and afraid of death, you will definitely transfer all these 80,000 soldiers to your side and protect yourself, because of this situation, someone will definitely commit rebellion. However, he only left 3,000 soldiers and horses, and the rest of the people went to support the frontier, for fear of the invasion of the enemy country. β
Salib was disdainful: "You can't say that, now that Yan Rong has all the soldiers he can recruit, where can he still rebel." Besides, King Yanrong was too naΓ―ve. Yan Rong has been in a cage for so many years, but he is just a group of birds in a cage, as long as the cage is scattered, the birds will scatter and flee. Originally, Yanrong was formed by the union of tribes, so scattered, and the tribes were scattered. Now, the cage is crumbling, and people are ready to flee in all directions. Do you think you'll be like Great Xia? β
Meng Yining leaned lazily on Le Yi, "You said Great Xia, Great Xia is the Central Plains, the people were born and raised, and their ancestors have lived here for generations, which is different from Yan Rong." Besides, the aristocratic officials of Great Xia have run away, compared to King Xia is dealing with this mess. is still the same enemy, I think it is only ordinary people like us who guard their three melons and two dates and do not care about themselves, you don't always help me, watching Daxia suffer. β
She gave him a cold look, both to blame and to joke.
"You have Beiyang's backing, what are you afraid of?" Salib asked rhetorically, "Do you still fancy my 3,000 soldiers and horses?" β
Meng Yining glanced at him, and wrapped his arms around Xia Fenghua's waist, "I have the Lord of Fenghua, you don't." β
Salib didn't want to fight with her either, and continued to nibble on his leg of mutton.
"The nations have already begun to come in several ways, so we need to hurry. After all, Sister Fenghua wants to divide the banner of Yan Rong at a discount and attack with the nations. She looked at Salib, "Are your soldiers and horses already lying in ambush around the city where King Yanrong is located?" β
"Naturally, don't worry." Salib nodded.
Meng Yining sighed, "That's good, when you become the new king of Yanrong, everything will be solved." β
"But the nations will divide ......," Salib thought of this, and frowned.
Meng Yining said lightly, but suddenly there was a coldness of Gu Zi'an, "The countries are going to be divided, but this Yan Rong was not originally your territory, so what does it matter if you divide more or less." You, Salibu, unify the grassland, unify Yanrong and the grassland tribes, that's enough, you are the glory of the gods above the ten thousand people here. As for the rest, it can't be obtained, and to put it bluntly, what does it have to do with you? You have to know what you want, you are greedy for anything, you can't catch anything. β
Meng Yining's voice melted in the fragrance of grass, "Become the king of Yanrong and unify the two countries, Salib, this is enough." β
The girl's voice poked his heart, his ambition was not only the grassland tribe, but he was not willing to let the countries divide Yanrong.
The girl looked at him, "You are not willing to do something, if Yan Rong does not make a mistake in this move and leads to the division of the countries, you have no chance to be Yan Rong's position." Even if Beiyang helps you, how much effort does it take? If the timing is right, Yan Rong will not lose the country, and the future will be long, what's wrong? β
Her voice was brainwashed, and it lingered in Salib's heart.
Indeed, it was originally opportunistic, and he temporarily prepared for the throne many times, and he was not unaware of the intricacies of the tribes and leaders, but he still resolutely left the grassland and stepped into this muddy water.
"You're right."
"I can see that you feel sorry for yourself, Salib, you are taking advantage of it, don't want everything." She smiled, but spoke coldly.
Xia Fenghua looked at Salib's expression, there was a faint pain on his face, his ability couldn't support his ambition, but it didn't matter. He has taken a leap forward, and he will become the king of Yan Rong.
The thought that flashed through Salib's mind as a child was suddenly about to come true.