Chongcheng.

Near the Bohai Sea, the terrain is high, the mountains are vertical and horizontal, the throat of the world, known as the meaning of looking down on the Central Plains. This is the fief of the Northern Bohou, who has guarded the northern frontier for the past dynasties and guarded the peace of the Great Shang Empire, but the previous Northern Bohou Chonghou Hu was betrayed by his younger brother in the war with Xiqi, and he died not to mention, even his son died in this mutiny, which is considered to be the last resort.

After the death of Chonghou Hu, the owner of Chongcheng naturally fell into the hands of Chonghou Hu, he was originally a cultivator, and he was not interested in the power and wealth of the world, but Ji Chang said that he honestly accepted his brother's inheritance.

"Junhou, what you asked me to do has been done. In less than seven days, Chongcheng could gather an army of 100,000. "The imperial court fought every year, except for Xiqi's large-scale use of troops, the other three towns of the princes were mostly deterred, but Nanbohou Eshun was too ambitious, and from time to time he fought one or two battles with the imperial court, but they all ended in failure.

The land of Beizhen, close to the outside of the Saiwai, is vast and sparsely populated, and the previous Bei Bohou only knows how to oppress and exploit the people, and does not know how to govern, so the entire northern Xinjiang is a miasma, and the Ming Sheng withered, and most of the people moved to the south, and now the total population is only four or five million.

The 100,000 army is the limit of what Chonghei Tiger can mobilize at present, and if there are more, it can only be conscripted, not to mention the loss of labor and money, relying on these people alone, they will not be able to go to the battlefield in a short time, and they will not play any role.

Chonghei Tiger was wearing a big red robe, and his two white eyebrows were slightly raised, with a sense of non-anger and self-authority. He nodded to Cui Ying, and said: "The food can be prepared sufficiently, in this battle, we are going to Xiqi, which is thousands of miles away, and we must not act carelessly." ”

"Rest assured, the so-called soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first, and this subordinate naturally knows. Speaking of this, Cui Ying glanced at Chongheihu and said puzzledly: "Junhou, I don't know whether to say a word or not." ”

Chonghei Hu smiled: "The friendship between you and me, even if it is a brother, is nothing more than that, what do you say you can't defend against." He has a few friends, all of whom are both civil and military, helping him take care of Chongcheng, and Cui Ying is the most outstanding of the few.

With Cui Ying's help to share his worries, Chonghei Tiger can save a lot of thoughts.

Cui Ying said: "I know that the prince and Ji Chang have a good relationship, but he is deceased after all, so why should we go to Xiqi's affairs." "You know, Deng Jiugong is not Zhang Guifang and the like, he has guarded Sanshan Pass for many years, and his military achievements are impressive.

Chonghei Hu said: "Brother Cui's words are wrong, I have today, all thanks to the old King Wen, I can't forget my roots, and I will be rewarded by the grace of dripping water." Besides, the prosperity of the Zhou family is a number of days, how can we disobey it. ”

Cui Ying sighed and said, "Prince, you are in a high position and you have a heavy army, don't you have any ideas, as a prince and king." He said it without subtlety, but it hit the nail on the head.

There are 800 princes in the world, the four towns are in charge of 200 princes, the 200 princes of Beizhen have been fighting each other over the years, only 100 dozens of princes remained, after the death of Chonghou Hu, the news spread, and several powerful princes under the slogan of avenging Chonghou Hu, sent troops to attack Caozhou, but was destroyed by Wen Xun's Chonghei Tiger backhand. After these battles, Cui Ying saw the means of worshipping the Black Tiger, so he very much hoped to assist the Chonghei Tiger and achieve a hegemony.

Nowadays, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the soup is stormy and the sunset is thin, and it is not far from the crowd of heroes.

Chonghei Hu was startled, his eyes flickered a few times, and he said in a deep voice: "You are asking me to learn from Xiqi Jifa, hold high the banner of justice, start a war with the imperial court, and then take it as a soup instead." ”

Cui Ying said: "Yes, that's what Cui meant." Now that Xiqi is at war with the imperial court, I think it will be an endless situation. At this juncture, why don't the military marquis sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and when the two tigers are injured, they will take their benefits, so that the world will be at your fingertips. ”

Chonghei Hu glanced at him, his face was as cold as iron, and asked, "If it is not a lose-lose situation, but a win and a defeat, how are you going to choose." ”

When Cui Ying heard this, he thought that he had the ambition to dominate the world, his face turned red with too much excitement, and he said loudly: "If Tang wins, we will wave our troops to the west and take Xiqi City in front of the imperial court." Then according to the fortified city, the court also has no way to take us, you need to know that the court has suffered heavy losses in Xiqi over the years, and he is no longer able to fight with us for a long time; if Xiqi wins, we and Jiang Ziya will attack the court together, and see who enters the court first, and can win the world. ”

Chongheihu sneered: "Good calculation, you are trying to trap me in injustice." Cui Ying, what kind of heart do you have!"

Cui Ying was stunned, he looked at Chonghei Tiger in disbelief, this righteous brother has always treated him politely and trustingly, and it was the first time he had turned his face when he saw him. Suddenly, Cui Ying felt like he was falling into an ice cave, his blood no longer existed, his heart gradually cooled, he was thinking about Chongheihu, and as a result, in his eyes, he seemed to have become a villain with ulterior motives.

How did he know that the relationship between Chongheihu and Ji Chang was more far-reaching than he imagined, when Ji Chang wrote a letter, Chongheihu tied up his brother and nephew, and sent it to Ji Chang to show his heart.

Sighing, Cui Ying arched his hand and said: "Junhou, just now my subordinates lost their words for a while, and if they offended, please forgive me." ”

Chongheihu's reaction before his consciousness was too intense, so he said: "Brother Cui, the Zhou family is out of the Holy Lord, and there is only the matter of Fengming Xiqi, which is known to the world. You and I are not mortals, we should conform to the number of days, instead of learning from Deng Jiugong to go against the sky, I see that this person's life will not be long. ”

Strictly speaking, he worships Heihu and is a genuine cultivator, while Cui Ying can only be regarded as a martial artist, like Huang Feihu, his strength is at the peak of mortals.

Cui Ying said lightly: "What the prince said is true. ”

Cui Ying didn't think much of Chonghehu's words, and if he conformed to the number of days, that is, he would give all the great foundation to Ji Fa, he could worship Heihu and it didn't matter, but if he couldn't, he couldn't do it at all.

In the past few years, he hired a few people to help Chonghei Tiger manage government affairs, and finally the fiefdom governance is thriving, and in a few years, he will be able to become famous with Xiqi, who knows that Chongheihu has the heart to withdraw from officialdom.

This person is not ambitious, believes in the number of days, and is not a master.

Chonghei Hu saw that Cui Ying was not interested, so he said: "Cui Ying, you step back first, Ben Hou wants to be alone." "My own thoughts, except for the late old King Wen, I'm afraid that no one knows.

Those who cultivate the Tao pursue immortality and attain the Great Dao, rather than coveting the power and wealth of the world.

Chonghei Tiger himself, martial arts are not weak, carrying a red gourd on his back, it is his baby, as long as the gourd opens a mouth, there will be a black gas rushed out, let go like a snare size, there is a hoarse sound in the black annihilation, covering the sky and reflecting the sun, it is an iron-beaked eagle, open its mouth to split the face and bite it, very powerful.

I heard that there are quite a few capable people under Deng Jiugong's command, and this trip is all based on this gourd for meritorious service.