The border pass is urgent, Han Rong, the chief soldier of Bishui Pass, urgently reports to the imperial court, Xiqi rebellious Ji sends worship Jiang Ziya as the handsome and wants to rejuvenate the Eastern Expedition, and the military situation is presented together with a text about to spread all over the world.

The king was dumbfounded, and he was furious: "Traitor! Traitor!"

The Manchu Dynasty was trembling in civil and military affairs.

"Who is going to put down this traitor for Lonely!"

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty subconsciously looked at one person.

The head of the generals, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses in the past, King Wucheng Huang Feihu, today the bells and drums are ringing rapidly, and the king of Wucheng, who has not been in the dynasty for a long time, and the king of Wucheng, who has not been in the court for a long time, are here.

King Su is not blind, of course, he can see it, and he also knows that the most suitable rebellious marshal should be the person he once trusted the most, but after that incident, although the two did not tear their faces, they finally gave birth to filth.

Even if Huang Feihu asks for his life now, he doesn't dare to give him military power, and he is not afraid of 10,000.

However, Huang Feihu did not speak, no one dared to cross the ranks of military generals, and the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the army was even stricter.

Huang Feihu also knew that if he didn't speak, no one would dare to speak.

As soon as Huang Feihu came out, including King Xuan, they were a little nervous.

"The minister recommended Zhang Guifang, the current commander of Qinglong Pass. ”

A word returned to the court.

"The minister seconded the proposal!" was the veteran Lu Xiong, Lu Xiong said: "Zhang Guifang is loyal, plus he has been in battle for a long time, and he has been cultivated by the old lady, so he can be the commander of the Western Expedition." ”

King Xuan slapped his forehead and said: "Lone's Zijin Liang, how did Lone forget him, quickly order Qinglong ......"

In the middle of the conversation, the king was a little embarrassed to find that the fire card and arrows were in his hands, and he could do it in one sentence in the past, because Huang Feihu, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, was in charge of scheduling, and now he had to do it himself, how many soldiers and horses were transferred? How much grain and grass were allocated? Where did the soldiers and horses be transferred? Where did the grain and grass come from? When will the soldiers and horses be assembled? When will the grain and grass be in place? How will the grain and grass be deployed in the future......

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, the key is that there is no mistake, if there is a problem in one link, it may endanger the three armies, not to mention the king of Xu, even Wen Taishi also thinks that he is inferior to Huang Feihu in terms of general scheduling, otherwise he will not choose to fight outside.

The king not only knows the soldiers, but also has the soldiers, and knows the importance of deployment in the army.

Huang Feihu never spoke except for the first sentence.

The monarchs and ministers went down to the court with their own thoughts.

Walking out of the Nine Rooms, Huang Feihu raised his head and was slightly stunned, he saw a green dress.

She was waiting for him.

"Follow me!"

Huang Feihu found that only he could hear her voice, and only he could see her.

Tsing Yi is like the wind, green sleeves are like clouds, she walks in front, and he follows behind.

They have ascended to the social altar.

Shiji brushes his sleeves, Jiuding shakes, the mountains and rivers of Kyushu communicate, the rivers and mountains are picturesque, the picture scroll of Sheji unfolds, Huang Feihu suddenly cried, the world, who will be more familiar with this world than him? Who will know these mountains and rivers better than him?

Huang Feihu's lips trembled, he stretched out his hand that was also trembling, slowly squatted down, and stroked a big river full of emotion, Surabaya, his fingers stopped at one point, he knew that there were 3,000 Yin Shang people stationed there, and the general army was called Lu Fang......

He stroked a mountain range with his hand, it was not big, he also knew its name, White Horse Ridge, his hand stopped at one point, he knew that there was a small hidden pass there, there were not many people stationed, only five hundred, and the small general soldier was called Tian Li.

His hand stroked rivers, mountains, and familiar names came to mind, including water names, mountain names, and people's names, all of which were so familiar and clear, he thought he had forgotten, it had always been in his heart, he thought he had let go, it had never been put down, and he couldn't let go.

Huang Feihu's eyes were hazy with tears, his mountains and rivers, his soldiers......

He was their marshal......

He can't let it go, he can't rest assured!