Text 534 Yangping Mansion Break
It's too fast, indeed.
One moment ago, I saw the herald waving the flag, and the next moment Wan Min had been successfully restrained.
And the nearly 1,000 people he brought with him have already become dead souls under the knife, and those who die can no longer die.
The young generals of the Ningbei Army are also like him, still maintaining the posture of the war. stared at the group of people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
Is that the Blade? The legendary lightning fast, invincible mysterious organization?
In other words, aren't these people still watching the play later? When did it come?
Wen Qingyu tugged at the reins, and the reins slowly came to Wan Min.
As soon as the body of the spirit blade moved, the sword next to Wan Min's neck disappeared in an instant.
And the group of black-clothed men embroidered with silver moon returned to Wen Qingyu's back one by one with a smile, and the cold wind on the battlefield was leisurely.
Ning Beijun shuddered again, so quickly...... Body.
If it weren't for the fact that there was only one living enemy on the battlefield now, everything would have almost made people suspicious and blind.
As a result, all the men showed a trace of envy and yearning in their eyes.
is also a soldier, is the gap between being a soldier too big?
"General Wan is polite." Wen Qingyu didn't pay attention to the eyebrows and eyes of the people in Ningbei Army, and looked at Wan Min with a smile.
Wan Min glanced at her, then snorted lightly, not intending to pay attention to the person in front of him.
"Someone greets but doesn't answer, General Wan, you are very rude."
Wan Min raised his head and glared at her fiercely: "If you want to kill, you have to have a good time, and don't play tricks on Lao Tzu." ”
Wen Qingyu seemed to be taken aback: "Why did the master kill General Wan?" ”
Wan Min snorted lightly and did not answer.
Wen Qingyu was not angry: "The master only kills his own enemies, and General Wan is the enemy of the master?" ”
Wan Min's eyes narrowed, and he said with a sneer: "Don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will not surrender." ”
"What do you call surrender?" Wen Qingyu smiled faintly: "The two armies are facing each other, and only by succumbing to the hostile side can it be called surrender." Is General Wan hostile to his master? ”
Wan Min's voice paused, and he became more and more disdainful of the person in front of him.
Isn't there something wrong with this person's brain? It's been fighting for a long time, what is it that is not the enemy?
"Is General Wan misunderstood, aren't we just drilling? Why do you think there was a real war just now? ”
Wan Min was silent, the people he brought had almost been killed, this is called a drill?
"Lao Tzu doesn't have time to listen to your rhetoric, although give Lao Tzu a good time. There are no bad breeds in southern Xinjiang. ”
"That's a good point." Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "Southern Xinjiang is indeed a hero, but dare to ask General Wan, are you representing Southern Xinjiang when you sent troops?" ”
"Lao Tzu is naturally ......"
Wan Min's eyes flashed, and he swallowed back half of his words at once.
Wen Qingyu smiled slightly: "As far as I know, the current king of Southern Xinjiang is Wu Jingtai. He is the only one who can represent southern Xinjiang, General Wan is sure that you are fighting for southern Xinjiang? ”
Wan Min's face changed, Wu Jingtai's ascension to the throne was something he had never expected.
Unexpectedly, he was resolute and resolute to get the support of the whole world, so that Wu Jinglong's identity was instantly embarrassing.
And he, it's not that he hasn't thought about his situation, he just doesn't dare to think about it.
He and most of the elites of Southern Xinjiang came out with the old King of Southern Xinjiang, and after Wu Jinglong retreated to Yangping Mansion, they naturally stayed in Yangping Mansion together.
No one thought of what happened later, and they became difficult to ride a tiger, so they could only stay in Yangping Mansion honestly and couldn't go anywhere.
"I think General Wan has also heard that there are people attacking the city outside the west gate of Yangping Mansion now. You won't be unaware of who the besiegers are. ”
Wan Min closed his lips tightly and refused to say half a word.
"The fact that the Lord can attack with him means that we are actually friends."
Wan Min's face turned pale, how could he not know these things?
Wen Qingyu's voice grew colder: "So, has General Wan actually become a traitor in Southern Xinjiang?" ”
Wan Min's body trembled, Huo Di raised his head, and there was clearly a trace of anger in his eyes.
"The general's expression is not convinced?"
"The master helped the king of the southern Xinjiang county to eradicate the traitor Wu Jinglong in the southern Xinjiang, not only did you not help, but also led the troops to block the way of the master. You are not a traitor, who are? ”
Wan Min's eyes flashed: "The prince is the prince personally chosen by the old prince." This is obviously a lack of confidence, so the voice is not loud.
"Therefore, he will never become the king of southern Xinjiang."
Wan Min closed her mouth again, she was right.
Wu Jinglong is indeed not the king of Southern Xinjiang, not before, not now, and ...... in the future It can't be anymore.
"Wu Jinglong obviously doesn't think so." Wen Qingyu stared at Wan Min without blinking a pair of clear eyes.
Therefore, he killed his father and seized power, and proclaimed himself king. And you, the general of Southern Xinjiang, actually aided in the abuse and became his most powerful assistant in the great rebellion? ”
"This lord really wants to congratulate General Wan, as the future minister of the dragon, the future is limitless!"
These words are word for word, and Wan Min claims to be a loyal minister.
In fact, his life was indeed for the saddle of southern Xinjiang, and he had no selfishness at all, but he didn't expect to fall into such an embarrassing situation in his later years.
Speaking of his traitor, he would rather kill himself headlong.
As a result, everyone saw that Wan Min's face was no longer half of a good color.
"General Wan has to think about it." Wen Qingyu hooked her lips and smiled: "If you are bent on death, this master can fulfill your loyalty." However, your loyalty is not from southern Xinjiang. It's ......"
The cold voice said slowly, word by word: "Wu Jinglong, the traitor who killed the king and seized power in southern Xinjiang!" ”
This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back, Wan Min's body trembled, and he saw his whole face turn gray.
"You mean, the old prince is the prince...... Did Wu Jinglong kill him? ”
"What do you think?"
Wan Min looked up at her: "Evidence? ”
"Nope."
Wen Qingyu's eyes were slightly cold: "Others don't know that when the old King of Southern Xinjiang was injured, General Wan was by his side. Was he dead then? ”
Seeing the light in Wan Min's eyes extinguishing little by little, it was obvious that the last glimmer of hope in his heart had also been extinguished.
After the king of southern Xinjiang was seriously injured by Yu Canglan, it was indeed he who personally sent people back to Xichang.
It was also with his own eyes that he saw the King of Southern Xinjiang's injuries improve day by day, so when the news of the death of the King of Southern Xinjiang came out, he was not without suspicions.
The reason why he didn't say anything was entirely for the sake of the stability of the rivers and mountains in southern Xinjiang.
"Has General Wan thought about it?" Wen Qingyu said softly: "Is it here that you fulfill your loyalty to Wu Jinglong, or do you make up for your mistakes and help southern Xinjiang restore stability and prosperity?" ”
"I'll go with you." Wan Min's eyes gradually regained their brilliance, but they were brighter than before: "Wan Min is a courtier of Southern Xinjiang, and he will die on the land of Southern Xinjiang." ”
"Good." Wen Qingyu had a smile in his eyes, and then he looked up at the towering city wall of Yangping Mansion.
"It's been so long, hasn't the West Gate been breached yet?"
Wan Min remembered something, and his expression suddenly changed: "Young master, quickly think about entering the city." If it is a little later, I am afraid that the people in the city will be killed. ”
Wen Qingyu's eyes flashed: "What do you mean?" ”
In order to stop Qu Yao's army, the prince ordered all the people in the city to be tied up and driven to the city gate. If the king of the county wants to attack the city, he has to step on the corpses of tens of thousands of people in Yangping Mansion. ”
"Sss There were bursts of gasping sounds from all around, and whether it was the Ningbei Army or the Spirit Blade, everyone's face changed.
"Wu Jinglong is really not human, he can think of this method. Aren't the people of Yangping Mansion his own people? ”
Wen Qingyu's expression gradually cooled, and he waved his hand towards the sky: "All your strength, attack the city!" ”
The sound of war drums suddenly spread throughout the vast wilderness, and the momentum of everyone in the Ningbei Army underwent earth-shaking changes.
Coupled with Wan Min's sudden surrender, the soldiers on the tower of the city gate did not know what was going on for a moment. In an instant, Dongcheng asked Ningbei Army to take it down.
"Let's go, go to Westside."
After entering the city, without stopping for half a moment, Wen Qingyu directly ordered people to go through the city towards the west gate. Only Wan Min was left to deal with the aftermath.
I walked all the way, and sure enough, I saw that the streets of Yangping Mansion were very quiet, and I didn't even hear a single human voice.
But when the army had turned the corner, they suddenly heard the loud sound of horses' hooves from the long street opposite.
"Childe, it's the army of the royal city of Southern Xinjiang." Kong Zhaoyuan narrowed his eyes and said quickly.
Wen Qingyu naturally saw a southern character written on the oncoming army flag. The first to meet was Wu Jingtai, who was dressed in military uniform.
Wen Qingyu's eyes narrowed, and he was somewhat surprised that Wu Jingtai would appear in person.
Wu Jingtai obviously saw Wen Qingyu as well, but the shock on his face was no less than Wen Qingyu.
But he quickly returned to normal and nodded at her.
The Southern Xinjiang soldiers who followed behind him all had obvious anger and sadness on their faces, and Wen Qingyu just glanced at it and understood.
It was probably Wu Jinglong's actions that caused public outrage, and the uniforms of the soldiers in the ranks of the Southern Xinjiang Wangcheng were actually different.
Obviously, originally from a different camp.
But now, no one in the team is free, and no one is tied.
What does this mean?
Wu Jingtai has completely regained the hearts of the people, what happened just now?
But in the blink of an eye, Wu Jingtai was already in front of him.
"Young master, why don't you keep the mansion for a while?"
Wen Qingyu's eyes flashed, she had always used Ye Zhuoran's name when she met Wu Jingtai.
Now Wu Jingtai's title obviously knows her identity, but she is not surprised.
"The king of the county, please."
The two teams met smoothly and rushed to the Taishou Mansion.
On the way, no one spoke, but Wen Qingyu clearly felt that the sadness on the southern Xinjiang army was gradually replaced by a trace of excitement.
The Taishou of Yangping Mansion did not even have half a figure, and the army was not resisted at all along the way.
Speaking of which, I would like to thank Wu Jinglong a lot, if he hadn't transferred all the 5,000 defenders in the city. After entering the city, where will it be so smooth?
After entering the Taishou Mansion, Wen Qingyu directly asked people to take her to the guest room in the backyard. didn't go to the lobby with Wu Jingtai, Yangping Mansion is the territory of southern Xinjiang in the final analysis.
Inclusion and integration should be Wu Jingtai's own business. She was merely sending troops out of friendship to help him regain his lost territory.
It's time to retire now, and if you're too zealous, you'll inevitably be disliked.