Changan.

The city has long been under martial law, and the shops in the eastern and western cities are basically closed, and there are few pedestrians on the streets. The patrol armor soldiers who walked by from time to time, and the metal symphony emitted by the iron armor ring was cold and clear to convey the signal of the extraordinary times.

Although the war has not yet begun, the clouds of war have already shrouded the city, and even the blazing sun seems to be mixed with a chill that makes people feel cold.

Martial law is not only imposed on the neighborhood, but also in the Imperial Palace.

Many Ouchi masters, who are usually rarely seen, also showed their figures at this moment, appearing inside and outside the palace walls from time to time. At the moment of the great enemy, no one knows whether the other party will send a great monk to assassinate him, and the emperor's safety is of paramount importance.

At the end of Suzaku Street, there is a tall and majestic castle tower, and sweating armor and young men are carrying the city's defense equipment to the city in groups.

The cheers of the generals never stopped, but other than that, there were not many loud voices, and everyone tried not to speak, and the silence deepened the oppressive atmosphere.

In front of the city tower, Yang Fuguang, the lieutenant of the Shence Army, and Wang Duo, the prime minister, were standing side by side looking at the Fengxiang army outside the city, their brows furrowed.

Different from ordinary feudal towns, the Fengxiang army has repeatedly fought in the battle of the dynasty, so there are many people and horses, and the battle formation is even more forgettable, and even Weishui has been hidden in the sea of iron armor.

In the Battle of Huangchao, Yang Fuguang, who had made many meritorious contributions with Li Ye with the loyal army, was worshiped as a lieutenant of the left army of the Shence Army after the war. Different from the perverse actions of Liu Xingshen and Han Wenyue's generation, after he took office, he did not fight for power and profit, but refined the army day and night.

Although the current time is not too long, the training of the army has been quite effective, and the appearance of the Shence Army has taken on a new look, which also makes Yang Fuguang somewhat confident at this moment.

He said to Wang Duo: "Feng Xiang was originally strong and strong, and after Li Maozhen defeated Wang Chongrong, he annexed his Hezhong Army, and now his power has increased greatly, with no less than 300,000 troops. This is also the confidence of him to dare to Chen Bing'an and ask the Son of Heaven to move in vain. The Fengxiang army has recently won a big victory, and the morale is high, and we can't take it lightly and let the Son of Heaven be frightened. ”

Prime Minister Wang Duo has experienced the ups and downs of the Huan Sea, and he is very respectful, and he agrees with Yang Fuguang's words. As a protégé of Confucianism, he hated Li Maozhen's criminal acts even more.

At this moment, he said angrily: "Li Maozhen has a perverse temperament and is not a son of man!" In the past, the Fengxiang Festival envoy tried in vain to hijack the Son of Heaven's holy drive, and then King An arrived in time. I didn't expect that after many years, he actually embarked on the old road of the former Fengxiang Festival envoy, I really don't know what to say, he deserves to be cut by a thousand knives!"

Yang Fuguang has no comment on this kind of outrage. He had been thinking in his mind how he would deal with it if the Fengxiang Army really attacked the city.

After Wang Duo finished venting, he suddenly asked Yang Fuguang: "Recently, there have been rumors that the reason why Li Maozhen dares to rebel is because of the support of the soldiers, I don't know if there is really such a thing?"

Yang Fuguang held the Shence Army, and the news was naturally better than Wang Duo, and he didn't plan to hide this matter from the other party, so he nodded and admitted: "It is reported that some time ago, in the Songyang Holy Land of the military family, a large number of people went west to Fengxiang, and all of them were appointed to military positions by Li Maozhen. When Li Maozhen attacked Wang Chongrong, there were countless battle formations of soldiers, Wang Chongrong was negligent in guarding, and he was defeated one after another in ten days, and he himself was not in the battle formation in the end, so Feng Xiang's army was able to capture Hezhong so quickly. ”

"This group of rebels and thieves are so lawless! openly leading the crowd to make trouble, it is like a raccoon dog with Huang Chao!"

Wang Duo was so angry that he scolded for a while, and then continued to ask Yang Fuguang: "I heard that a soldier monk can't achieve the realm of a general if he doesn't join the army and go through war. Why did the disciples of Songyang become all generals as soon as they arrived in Fengxiang?"

Yang Fuguang sighed.

His eyes were full of worry: "Songyang is a holy place for soldiers, naturally he has his heritage, although they are no different from ordinary schools in the peaceful and prosperous times, they just teach their disciples the knowledge of soldiers." But in troubled times, the soldiers have long been like the disciples of the Daomen, preparing to go out in secret. In the land of Songyang, there are no less than thousands of disciples of the military family, which is an army in itself. ”

"Unlike the soldiers who have honed their realm step by step on the battlefield, the best among the disciples of the Songyang soldiers have long had the qualifications to become generals, and what they lack is just mastering a piece of music to go to the battlefield. Once they are given this opportunity, they will quickly reach the warrior realm. ”

This truth is not difficult to understand, there are famous generals in history who have fought a hundred battles on the battlefield and sharpened step by step, and there are also heroes who have been cold for decades, debuted at the peak, and created dazzling achievements in the first battle.

Wang Duo said coldly: "In this way, isn't Chang'an in danger?"

Yang Fuguang said slowly: "It's just a war." As a Tang minister, I will guard Kyoto for the Son of Heaven, how can I be afraid of dying in battle?"

"The lieutenant said it well!" Wang Duo slammed the knot, but then he glared angrily at the Fengxiang army outside the city, "There are such people in the military family, they don't know how to serve the country, but they help the gang to cause chaos for the abuse, it is really not a son of man!"

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Li Maozhen, who was neatly clothed, was immediately in front of the battle formation of the Fengxiang army, and was watching the city defense situation in Chang'an. His face, which was too fair and handsome, was not feminine at the moment, but full of strong Jin Ge.

Especially the flawless Dan Feng eyes, full of fierce battle intent and murderous aura.

"Actually, I've always been curious why the soldiers chose Fengxiang because they chose Fengxiang. ”

Li Maozhen used a horsewhip to help his pocket, and when he said this to the middle-aged man in a long shirt next to him, his eyes actually looked a little playful, "Songyang is originally in Henan, isn't Zhu Wen a more convenient choice?"

The middle-aged man has a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a burly figure, although he is wearing a cloth shirt, he can't hide his murderous aura. Such a person would not dare to go up to find trouble even if he was teaching in the schoolhouse, and the hooligan ruffians saw it.

Zhao Bingkun Weng said: "Things in the world are not to be done because of convenience. ”

"Oh?" Li Maozhen raised his willow-like eyebrows, which showed that he was not satisfied with Zhao Bingkun's answer, "Doesn't choosing something inconvenient often mean asking for trouble?"

Zhao Bingkun, like most men on the battlefield, is not good at words, so he said directly: "The soldiers chose Li Shuai, naturally because they value Li Shuai, and the soldiers did not choose Zhu Wen, and there were reasons not to choose." Why did Li Shuai ask knowingly?"

Li Maozhen chuckled, twisted her wrist and flicked her horsewhip, "As we all know, Daomen chose Zhu Wen, and the soldiers are afraid that they won't be able to earn it?"

Zhao Bingkun looked disdainful, and snorted coldly: "Everyone in the world is powerful, but it's just because they have immortals and immortals. However, since the Emperor of Heaven and Earth is connected to heaven and earth, and immortals cannot go down to earth freely, how much can the Immortal Court manage the affairs of this world? Needless to say, as long as the generals of my army reach the realm of generals, the monks of the Daomen Immortal Realm will not be able to do anything!"

Li Maozhen was noncommittal, and continued to turn the horsewhip, no matter how you look at this action, it is a bit boring.

Zhao Bingkun continued: "In the final analysis, the one who is strong and strong is the Son of Heaven, and the decisive victory depends not on the monks, but on the army! It is true that the Daomen Immortal Court controls the road to ascension, but if I set up a door in the army, I don't ask about the things of heaven, and only seek meritorious service in the world, what can he do? As long as I reach the realm of famous generals, even if Da Luo Jin Immortal descends to earth, what can I do?"

Li Maozhen's movement of turning the horsewhip abruptly.

He repeated Zhao Bingkun's words in a low voice, chewing silently: "When I reach the realm of famous generals, Da Luo Jin Immortal can't help me?"

Zhao Bingkun said proudly: "Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, the four are all famous-phew, what Confucianism, Taoism, as far as my Chinese inheritance is concerned, it is just three Confucianism and Taoism soldiers-not without reason." The Daomen has an immortal court, and they think they are beyond the world, but our Confucian soldiers don't want to pay attention to the heavenly affairs at all, and it is enough to just ask the world! If they can win the world, what can the other Daomen Immortal Court do? It's not that they can only fall apart!"

Li Maozhen smiled, "What Mr. said was tough. However, over the past thousand years, there have been many great battles in the world, and although the soldiers have made a name for themselves, the last ones who control the Taoist system are all Daomen without exception? ”

Zhao Bingkun's old face turned red, but he still said stiffly: "Although the Immortal Court has some ability, my soldiers will not lose to him! Li Shuai has the ambition to dominate the world, are you still afraid of losing to Zhu Wen in the future?"

Li Maozhen laughed contemptuously: "Zhu Wen, I'm afraid of what he will do." The hero of the world, even if he really wants to choose one that I am afraid of, it will not be him, an idle ruffian. ”

When Zhu Wen was not from the Yellow Nest, he didn't give birth, and he was idle all day long, which was indeed no different from a ruffian, which was also the usual rhetoric used by many people when attacking him.

Some people may not care about the birth of this thing, but when it can be used to despise each other, they will still think about it unconsciously.

Zhao Bingkun naturally knew who Li Maozhen was talking about.

He has been with each other for a long time, and as the time spent with each other increases, his understanding of Li Maozhen is also deepening. If you want to say that the other party mentions the most on weekdays, and does not shy away from showing admiration, there is only that person.

But this person was Zhao Bingkun didn't care, he pouted and said: "As a Tang minister, King An is destined to be buried with the Tang Dynasty. It is impossible for Datang Zhongxing to be prosperous, then he has only a dead end. ”

"Yes, if so, that's a pity. Li Maozhen looked up at Chang'an City, and Danfeng's eyes gradually became blurred. On the roof of the city tower full of sunlight, he seemed to see the scene of singing to the moon with the other party in the past.

From the Long Street assassination that night, to the later battle side by side, to parting ways, they were allies and perhaps friends.

If it weren't for the chaos in the world, they might have been friends all the time, above the court, as ministers of the society, and the past between each other was written in the history books, and it might be passed down as a good story.

Whether they have become mortal enemies or not, the story between them is far from over.

The corners of Li Maozhen's mouth gradually curled, and the smile that only he could understand slowly spread on his goose egg face, which was more beautiful than the imperial concubine.

He slowly pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist and raised it towards the glare of the sun. His smile never faded, and it seemed that he still had many good hopes for the future. Just like a girl looking forward to a new dress, a lady looking forward to a lover.

Then he said: "Command the three armies: Siege!" ()

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