When the beggar returned to his tent, the humility and deference on his face vanished, and the wrinkles huddled together, making his whole face gloomy.

With a wave of his hand, the guards stood outside the tent to drive away the idlers and others.

"Murong is so old that he is willing to be someone else's dog!"

"Not really, my uncle has always had no ambitions, if it weren't for the persecution of the first emperor and the Kezuhun clan, he would not have come to this day, and now he is married to the Li family, the father and son are favored for a while, and the Murong clan will become a wang clan, at this time, how can he follow us to Hehuang to endure the wind and rain?"

A man walked out of the shadow of the tent, wearing a piece of leather armor at random, and his hair was scattered, but it could not hide his handsome appearance.

And this person's appearance is seven points similar to that of Murong Ke, the general of Yan State, but he is a little less majestic and a little more yin.

It is Murong Kai, the remnant of the Yan Kingdom.

Murong De was buried in the hands of Murong Chui, Fu Luo was swept away in a blink of an eye, and more than 1,000 of Murong Kai's troops became lost dogs, preparing to cross the river to Tuyuhun, far away from Middle Earth, passing through Jincheng on the way, met Qifu Sifan, and then threw himself into Yuanchuan, and was recruited by Qifu Sifan as a brother-in-law.

Of course, everything was done in secret, and Murong Kai changed his name.

"I knew this was the case, it was better to reverse it with Yao Chang at the beginning!"

"If it was the other way around, I'm afraid that the begging department would be gone for a long time, and I can't compete with the girder head-on." Murong Kai has been dormant in the northwest for several years, and has become much more cautious.

"You persuaded me to drag Murong Chui into the water, but Murong Chui didn't comply, what should I do now?" The beggar Si Fan's eyes were not good.

Murong Kai paced a few steps, "The only way to do this is to help the Liang army pacify Liangzhou, waiting for the opportunity, bald Si Fu Xuan, Tuoba Gu, Kang Ning and others are definitely not Wang Meng's enemies, the ancestors of my family helped Cao Wei to crusade against the Gongsun clan and Goguryeo, so there was a later Yan Kingdom." ”

"I'm afraid that Wang Meng won't give him a chance!" The beggar has a fierce look in his eyes, like a wild wolf.

The northwest is like a primeval jungle, the weak eat the strong, and those who are useless are not qualified to live.

It is the more than 1,000 elites under Murong Kai's command that are greedy for the beggar Si, not the scourge of Murong Kai.

At that time, Tuoba Li was slightly desperate and went to the Wulu Hui Department, and his master Dou Bin took him in and recruited him as a son-in-law, but a few years later, Tuoba Li grew slightly, killed the Dou family, and annexed the Wulu Hui Department......

Wang Meng's name resounded all over the world, it was simply eating people without spitting out bones, and more than 70,000 households in the Xianbei tribes fell into his hands, how could it be good?

More than 100,000 Qiang families in Yao Chang have all been relocated.

Murong Kai's expression was calm, "Brother, do you know how the Yao clan and the Fu clan rose?" ”

"Oh?" Beggar Si Fan's expression moved.

"When Zhao Sheng was very temporary, Yao Yizhong and Fu Hong led the troops to surrender, moved to Hutou and Fangtou, dormant for seventeen years, and now the Guanzhong is withering, even if Wang Meng migrates to the tribes, it will also be scattered between Yonghe, my brother is only twenty-three or four this year, dormant for a few years, it is not impossible, things in the world are changing rapidly, there will always be a chance to come."

Under the severe existential crisis, Murong Kai grew rapidly.

These words were not only addressed to the beggar Sifan, but also to himself.

"It seems like that's all there is to it." Don't look at the fierceness of the beggar Si Fan, but if he is allowed to rebel, he really doesn't have the courage to do so.

Murong Chui burned his body in Nan'an Slaughter City, killing people like hemp, and the beggar Si Fan trembled when he saw him.

Not to mention that there is an even more fierce Wang Meng behind him.

"Assist in pacifying Liangzhou, the Liang Imperial Court will give a reward to my brother no matter what, otherwise who will attach the northwest tribe in the future?" Murong Kai breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had overcome another difficulty.

"Haha, what you said is right, you Murong family people are really shrewd!"

Begging Si Fan's meaningful words made Murong Kai nervous again......

With the arrival of Wang Meng's army, the situation in the northwest has changed.

This war brought together tens of thousands of elites of the Liang State, as well as half of the fierce generals, and it was definitely not just about counterinsurgency.

The sonorous sound of the surrounding armor made the crown prince Li Jian's heart surge, when had he seen such a scene in the palace monk martial arts?

The cavalry is like a cloud, the armor is like a sea, the swords and spears are like a forest, and the banner covers the sun......

Being in it, the blood boils all over the body, as if it can really overwhelm the mountains and seas.

"This is the military might of my beam!" Li Jian was deeply shocked.

"Your Highness has also studied the art of war, where should you start in this battle?" Wang Meng had long been accustomed to it, and his calm tone calmed the killing intent surging in Li Jian's chest.

"My nephew suggested that the soldiers divide into three routes."

Wang Meng listened quietly, as if a gentleman was teaching his own students.

"Uncle is right, from Guzang all the way to the west, sweeping all the tribes in the Hexi corridor, General Murong to the south, tracing the river upstream, clearing out the Hun traitors, and then General Lu Guang led the Xuanjia army to Juyan, blocking the retreat of the Xianbei people, and blocking the bald Sifu and Tuoba in Liangzhou!"

There are two family legends of the Li family, one is martial arts, and the other is the art of war.

Every prince has to practice penance, and he can not be refined, but he must not know, especially the crown prince, Li Yue taught all his own set of geographical studies.

Geography determines the outcome of a war, and more importantly, the fate of a country.

"Then do as Your Highness says." Wang Meng immediately made a decision.

Li Jian didn't expect Wang Mengzhen to adopt his opinion, "My nephew is not thoughtful......

"The art of war in the world is much the same, the key to using soldiers is not in strategy, but in the implementation of soldiers, whether they can work together." Wang Meng broke the essence of the art of war in one sentence.

In fact, most of the art of war teaches not how to use troops, but how to train and command troops.

Sun Tzu's Art of War is more about whether war should be fought or not, and what to pay attention to before fighting.

The Qin State destroyed the Six Kingdoms, and there were not so many clever plans at all, relying on hundreds of thousands of iron-blooded troops to push all the way.

In this battle, Liang Guo can win no matter how he fights.

But the problem in Liangzhou is not in the superficial battle, Wang Meng's mind is on other aspects.

"My nephew was taught." Li Jian gave up.

"After this battle, how is Your Highness going to treat the Liangzhou tribes?" Wang Meng looked at Li Jian with deep eyes.

"Nature is migration...... Make it a king of bathing, know the etiquette and shame, and within a few years, you can integrate into China. After all, Li Jian is going out for the first time.

It was also the first time that I was actually in battle.

In the past, the Confucian students around me taught this set, etiquette and shame, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness......

But the rules of the way of the world are by no means the same set of words, and those who believe in these things have long since died in this year.

Many things can only be seen differently after experiencing them in person.

"Your Highness is thirteen this year?" Wang Meng suddenly changed the subject.

"Thirteen years old......" Li Jian was apprehensive in his heart.

"The son of an ordinary people's family, at the age of thirteen, he has already put on armor and gone into battle, and he has died nine times, and His Highness should also see the true appearance of this troubled world!" Wang Meng smiled meaningfully.

Flowers that grow in a greenhouse will never withstand the wind and rain.

Li Yue sent the crown prince over, not just to listen to the teachings all day long.

For some reason, Li Jian suddenly felt a sense of shock.

(End of chapter)