Chapter 152: Divine Deer National Teacher

"Chief Helmsman Yuan, I have always heard people say that the Shenlu National Master of Di Country is a wise man in the world who comes out once in three hundred years." After thinking about it, Chen Jing continued to speak.

In front of him, Yuan Siqiao, who was listening, was silent for a long time before nodding.

"Indeed, he is a very dangerous person, and this time he will also fight with Di Guojun, if you are appointed by Li Hou as a staff member, it is very likely that you will plot against him."

"He's obviously from the Central Plains......"

Yuan Siqiao sighed, "Chen Jing, there are many things in this world that you can't see through. Whether it is the Di State or the Qingzhou State in the east, under the situation, they have already been in cahoots. As for this national teacher of Di Guo, his original family background is the son of the Jiangmen of the Da Ran Dynasty. At the beginning, the first emperor listened to slander, and the fifty-three members of his clan, except for him who escaped, were all beheaded by the whole family. In the past ten years, because he has helped Di Beidi improve production, strictly correct military discipline, and abandon the bad habits of nomadism, he can make Di Kingdom quickly strong and prosperous, and he has conquered my Daran three times and twice. ”

"Revenge?"

"I don't know. But again, he's a dangerous man. If you have the chance to kill him, don't let him go. This national teacher of Di is almost the confidant of the entire Central Plains. ”

Chen Jing clenched his fist.

Yuan Siqiao smiled, "I was thinking about talking to you more." But recently, on the conservative side, it was probably broken, and many assassins were sent to kill Mr. Big. I've been worried that I'll be back later. ”

"Send the helmsman."

Yuan Siqiao's face was gentle, and he raised his hand and shook Chen Jing's arm.

"Don't die, your Chen Jing's life has just begun."

After death, Lord Yama will not accept it. Of course, Chen Jing didn't say this sentence. When parting, he also took it seriously and cherished it with Yuan Siqiao.

As Yuan Siqiao said, his life will usher in the second battle.

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In the early morning of the next day, the sky had just broken and the camp outside the capital still had a refreshing chill. But the sound of the drums of the army resounded throughout the sky in just a moment.

Nearly 200,000 troops marching to the north followed the formation, with the cavalry camp as the two wings, and the foot soldiers in the center, forming a huge black snake, marching north along the official road in the joy and sorrow of the people.

The 30,000 southern army is listed in the middle of the "giant snake", and among them, Chen Jing's strong camp seems to have become a snake scale, as small as dust.

As a sentry general, Chen Jing rarely got a horse. Riding on his horse, he looked ahead. The dense crowd is crowded with figures, and the armor of various states is mixed with it, which makes the entire marching army look a little strange.

According to Chen Jing's estimate, it will take at least half a month for the 200,000 troops to go to the north before they can feel Mobei and fight to the death with Di Guo.

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In a grass pavilion outside the capital, several figures stood solemnly, looking at the north from time to time.

"Brother Sima, the army to the north has already set off." The person who spoke, with the image of a tiger on his face, was Xu Lingjun, who was known as "one person retreating from a hundred armors".

In front of him, a white-robed boy dressed in the south was silent for a while, his eyes half-squinted. Beside him, there were four or five other deep-eyed people, equally unmoving.

For example, they got together because they wanted to do something big together.

"Brother Sima, what should I do?" Seeing that no one responded, Xu Lingjun spit out another sentence.

Sima Zhuo, who was simple and easy to face, smiled faintly.

"Those old ghosts, I'm afraid they are still trying to ruin this feat of going north. The battle to the north is not only to fight with the country of Di, but also to the east, but there is also a country. ”

"Qingzhou Country?"

"Exactly. You see, Qingzhou Kingdom is afraid of the Ran Dynasty's conquest, and has always been in the same breath as Di Kingdom. In this round of the Mobei War, he will definitely rush to the aid of Di Guo. Sima Zhuo lowered his brows, and his tone was a little cold, "Although they both belong to the Central Plains, the people of Qingzhou State, in my opinion, are already enemies of foreign races. Mr. Big's side must have also taken this into account, and if there is no mistake, the garrison in the east direction will definitely increase. ”

"Brother Sima, what am I going to do?"

"Go to the north, on the only way for Qingzhou to enter Mobei, bury a group of people." Sima Zhuo's face was expressionless, "Rebellion is rebellion, but I said before, no matter how good this dynasty is, it is also the dynasty of the Central Plains, the country of the Central Plains, and outsiders reach out to rob it, so I naturally don't want to." Don't forget, the big thing Lao Tzu did was to rebel against the Daran Dynasty, not the entire Central Plains. ”

Sima Zhuo's sentence made several people in the grass pavilion look moved. They were originally all sons of a family, but they were different from those who were lustful and doggy. They also have dreams, different from the dreams of their fathers, brothers and grandparents, the country is not a country, and it should be replaced!

"In the past, you need to cover up your identity and don't let the old ghosts find out." Sima Zhuo calmly ordered, "In this round, the 20,000 people we raised will pretend to be Mobei horse bandits, waiting for the opportunity to move. Of course, if Da Ran and Di Guo are both defeated, it is the best thing. ”

"You and I both have the ambition to change the country, and in the future, doing such a big thing will also require some great righteousness. Now is the time for you and me to take righteousness. ”

Sima Zhuo's raised eyes were full of anticipation. In his life, he is not satisfied with being a son-in-law of any family at all.

What he wants to do is to be the emperor of the new dynasty and the master of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

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"The 200,000 troops going to the north, under the leadership of Li Hou, will be able to reach Fenglong Pass in about half a month." On the way out of the palace, Yuan Siqiao, dressed as a guard, spoke in a serious tone.

In front of him, there was still a worried Mr. Big.

These days, though there have been fewer assassinations. But no matter what, many of the killers sent by the old school are still waiting for an opportunity.

His Majesty heard about it, and even scolded a few old foxes. It's a pity that the old fox didn't pay attention to it, and killers and all kinds of poisonous tricks emerged one after another.

Of course, they were all resolved by Yuan Siqiao's escort team.

"What is Mr. Big worried about?" Yuan Siqiao felt that something was wrong and turned his head.

"The matter of going to the Northern Army has affected the entire dynasty, and under the noses of you and me, the tricks of the old school may be able to see through it. But when you arrive in Mobei, if someone makes it bad, I am afraid that this grand event of going to the national disaster together will be difficult, and even return defeated. ”

"Li Hou is a cautious person, and this time there is not only Tai Shiqing, but even Chen Jing, and many loyal generals."

"I know all of this." Mr. Big raised his head and faced the dim sky, "I only hope now that this battle to the north can be won as soon as possible." In this way, His Majesty will be more supportive of the dynasty's changes. ”

"Yes, my 200,000 Da Ran Erlang, this time we will unite as one." It was about comfort, but it seemed to be determined, Yuan Siqiao spit out a sentence seriously.

"I really don't want to, seeing the entire Central Plains, and returning to the appearance of a thousand holes, only by changing the law and improving myself, can I Da Ran rebuild its glory."

Listening, Yuan Siqiao turned his head and looked north.

Na Haohao's 200,000 troops to the north not only gambled on Mr. Big's will to change the law, but even the national fortunes of the entire dynasty were also staked.

What a victory.

Yuan Siqiao lowered his head and meditated.

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