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Seeing that no one replied, Zhang Lang stood up from the chair with a smile and walked to the center of the lobby, beside him, Zhao Zilong and Dian Wei followed behind Zhang Lang. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh...... I know that you are not really here to surrender, and I will not force you, it is really difficult to advance to the north with my troops, if you are willing to help, Zhang Lang is grateful. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, and all the leaders of the southern Xinjiang tribes, including Mrs. Zhu Rong, looked at Zhang Lang in surprise, although some of them were dissatisfied, and some people were thinking that Zhang Lang was so straightforward, there was some conspiracy. And the most accurate is Mrs. Zhu Rong's guess. I saw him clenching his fists and saying to Zhang Lang: "Why did General Zhang say this? I led all the departments in southern Xinjiang to come to meet each other, how could I be unintentionally surrendered? ”

Zhang Lang didn't think much about it, and replied directly: "The killing of King Nan is already known to the world, let alone that I am so close?" At this moment, I came to meet each other just to borrow my hand to avenge the king of the south. ”

Everyone was silent, and Zhang Lang continued: "My agreement with the king of the south is still valid, as long as the southern frontier is not as good as my land, I Zhang Lang dare to promise that I will not infringe on any of your grass and trees." Now our common enemies are Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang, if we don't join forces, wouldn't we be in the arms of Zhuge Liang? ”

The rest of the words may not be cared about by many people, and when Zhang Lang talked about peaceful coexistence with southern Xinjiang, the leaders of the tribes in southern Xinjiang were all bright-eyed. It is still necessary to pay for Shu every year, and Zhang Lang's move is really unexpected.

It was not only the people present who were surprised by this matter, but also Guo Jia, who was surprised by Zhang Lang's decision, spending so much effort to capture and kill Meng Shu, the purpose was to subdue Southern Xinjiang, and at this moment Zhang Lang actually said such a thing, which made Guo Fengxiao, who is known as the first strategist in Jiangdong, a little confused.

And Zhang Lang's eyes have never left Mrs. Zhurong from the beginning to the present, but when the two look at each other, they always avoid Mrs. Zhurong, and Zhang Lang's eyes seem to penetrate everything, making people dare not look directly.

Before Zhang Lang made such a decision, he made a small move that no one noticed, and in the eye contact with Mrs. Zhurong, the longest time was still that Mrs. Zhurong took the initiative to avoid Zhang Lang. This is all thanks to the criminal psychology that Zhang Lang learned in the modern special forces, and applied it to women, a woman who avenges her husband, if she only has hatred in her eyes, how can she care about the eyes of others?

Zhang Lang's majesty could not make him afraid of it, but in this simple look, he tested the inner concession of Mrs. Zhu Rong, simply put, avoiding Zhang Lang's eyes and body was also broken through the inner defense line. If Mrs. Zhurong did not shy away from Zhang Lang, I am afraid that Zhang Lang would make a request to let him belong to him. And now after determining that there is a better way. Zhang Lang certainly knows how to choose. Rather than forcibly accepting it to his subordinates, his uncertainties were in vain, and the policy adopted by Zhang Lang was to put Mrs. Zhurong on the throne of the king of the south, and then hold the beauty. Wouldn't it be possible to get a beautiful woman again?

In fact, Guo Jia should be able to see what Zhang Lang thinks, but he didn't expect him to be so bold and dare to make such a promise without warning. No one expected that Zhang Lang would be able to make such a major decision because of Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes.

Zhang Lang, who is close to the age of confusion, although he is slightly old at the moment, makes people feel that he is getting older and more mature, and the older he is, the more charming he is.

Mrs. Zhurong returned to normal in a short period of time, and replied with her fists clenched: "Since General Zhang told him bluntly, it is inconvenient for me to hide it anymore." If we can really follow what the general said, this expedition to Shu, all the departments in southern Xinjiang are willing to listen to General Zhang's dispatch. After the general's triumph in Shu and the southern Xinjiang, he can make another plan. Everyone had their own wishful thinking in their hearts, and Mrs. Zhurong's words made all the people under Zhang Lang take a reassurance.

Zhang Lang's face raised a smile again: "Hehe...... That being said, I will say no more. Go back and prepare, and when you reach our camp, you can begin your journey north. ”

"Okay, my southern Xinjiang army has been waiting for a long time, and I can lead the army to come tomorrow. Farewell ......" concise and clear words, but Zhang Lang was deeply touched.

Zhang Lang looked at the backs of the leaders of the tribes in southern Xinjiang leaving, but his eyes stayed on Mrs. Zhurong, and secretly said in his heart: "This woman is really powerful......

After everyone in southern Xinjiang left, Zhang Lang dismissed everyone in the hall and left Guo Jia alone, working together for many years, how could Zhang Lang not see his doubts. It's just that Guo Jia still disagrees with such a risky decision.

"Lord, is this too hasty?" Guo Jia's face was full of melancholy.

Zhang Lang laughed and said, "Haha...... From the moment she retreated, she made up her mind. Feng Xiao rest assured, I won this game. ”

Zhang Lang stood in the center of the lobby, looking at the sunset in the distance, while Guo Jia was surprised and puzzled...... Countless words poured into my mind, but I didn't know how to explain my mood at the moment. Zhang Lang has made a qualitative leap in his heart in terms of status and level, perhaps because of thousands of years of knowledge accumulation, Zhang Lang at this moment has made Guo Jia a little incomprehensible.

The next day, when Mrs. Zhurong led everyone in southern Xinjiang to the tent of Zhang Lang's military camp, the news also reached the ears of Zhuge Liang in Shuzhong. At this time, Zhuge Liang did not panic, but shook the feather fan in his hand. Crisis is often vitality, which Zhuge Liang understands quite thoroughly.

Zhang Lang's army came several ways, and Cao Cao of Hebei attacked one after another, but he failed to break the breakthrough to the south for a long time. Zhang Lang is indeed capable of using soldiers.

The slightly furrowed brow seemed to tell that Zhuge Liang, who was called the god of wisdom in later generations, was a little distressed. was attacked on three sides, and Liu Bei gave up the best opportunity. What should I do now?

After deducing the entire battle situation, Zhuge Liang seemed to have seen the ending, and his eyebrows were worried. In its current form, there seems to be no other way than to storm the Central Plains. It's just that Liu Bei is unwilling to give up the foundation of Shuzhong.

Liu Bei's indecisiveness and lack of eyes made Zhuge Liang's immortal talent begin to fall. For two days in a row, Zhuge Liang did not eat or drink to meditate on countermeasures, but news came at this time. Zhang Lang's army led the various departments in southern Xinjiang to kill Zhu Di, and the defenders were defeated and retreated.

What's more, after seeing Zhang Lang's strong attack, he had lost the confidence to resist, and began to look at the wind and surrender.

A.D. 223, Chengdu.

The brightly lit streets are not to welcome the arrival of the festival, and the entire Shuzhong has almost reached the state of all the soldiers, but Zhang Lang's army is strongly threatening to attack all the way. It's almost Chengdu now.