Chapter 126 There is Xiongguan in the east and looks at the sea

"Newspaper, Emperor...... Your Majesty, it's not a good thing!" Xu Ci, the eunuch beside Xia Lang, stumbled into Xia Lang's study.

Xia Lang, who was reviewing the recital, frowned, and his dissatisfied gaze swept over coldly, Xu Ci was frightened by this cold gaze, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed more than ten times in a row, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty spares your life, but in fact, the matter is urgent!"

Xia Lang raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "One hundred thousand is urgent? Could it be that Xia Xuehan or Yun Yifan is not killed?"

"Your Majesty Shengming, Yun Yifan sent his first general, Mo Lin, to lead an army of 150,000 to the south, breaking through thirteen cities in a row, and now garrisoning in front of Bohai Customs, seeing that the north and south are about to be connected!"

"What are you talking about?" Xia Lang's face twitched unconsciously, and the piece of music in his hand was crumpled into a ball of waste paper by him, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yun Yifan, that madman, bastard, for the sake of other people's women, do you really want to fight with me at any cost?"

"Your Majesty, we ...... What should we do?" Xu Ci saw such an angry Xia Lang again, the last time it seemed that it was the night when Xia Xuehan came out of Chang'an, and it was also like today, which caught this treacherous and treacherous man off guard who had calculated others all his life.

Xia Lang's gloomy eyes slowly closed, leaned on the Nine Dragons Golden Chair, held the golden armrests in his palms, and said slowly: "Pass on my order, Feng Ling is the handsome, Xia Yu is the vanguard, lead 100,000 cavalry, 100,000 infantry troops, 100,000 cavalry, a total of 300,000 to block, and then I will lead the army to respond!"

"Yes!"

Xu Ci didn't want to stay longer for a moment, it was too terrible in front of the angry Xia Lang, and when he exited the door, he found that his clothes were already soaked, and his legs were as soft as noodles, and he was breathing greedily in the air.

Chang'an City has been rainy in the past few days, although it is early spring, it is still so cold that people shiver, I don't know if it is the cold breath of the person in the Chang'an Palace that renders this cold season.

Among the three kingdoms, the Liao State has the most extensive territory, starting from the sea in the east and reaching the Great Food in the west; it has the strongest national strength in Great Xia, located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, the people are rich and sufficient, and the soldiers and food are complete; and then the most dangerous in China, there is the Yangtze River moat in the east as the screen, and there is the Shu Road Sword Pavilion in the west as the barrier.

The three kingdoms each occupy the right time and place, and they can defend one side and no one can beat it.

Bohai Customs is located on the shore of the Bohai Sea, the throat of the world, looking at the sea in the east, Mount Tai in the west, connecting Huaxia in the south, reaching Liaobang in the north, it can be said that it is the most important pass among the three countries, if this pass is breached, then the north and south run through, and Daxia will be surrounded by the north and south as the turtle in the urn.

It's spring and March again, dreaming back to the smoke and rain, the night is dark, the sparks are silent, and the evening breeze is lonely. A city of smoke and rain, drunk writing mountains and Chu Jiangqing, half a day of wind and whirlpool, yesterday's joys and sorrows are inexhaustible.

On the eighth day of the third month of the spring of the sixth year of Yanxing in China, hundreds of thousands of troops of the three countries have gathered outside the Bohai Customs, and at a glance there is a large area of black pressure, like the dark clouds in the sky pressed to the ground, the sky is very clear, there is no cloud, and the Dongyue that towers into the sky can be seen in the distance.

Bohai Customs, in this land seems a little lonely, to the north is the Liao army with all the color of black clothes and ink armor, and the battle flag is flying with vastness and slaughter.

It was one of the three famous horses in the world, the Liao State Moyun Ride, like an inky cloud in the sky, mixed with heavy rain and wind, wrapped in thunder and lightning that destroyed the world.

Over the years, Moyun Riding has only gone on an expedition once, and compared to the Expedition to the Sky in Great Xia, Huaxia's Cold Shadow Riding is low-key, but this does not affect the prestige of Moyun Riding in the slightest.

Four years ago, the Xianbei tribe was not satisfied with Yun Yifan in charge of the Liao State, and raised troops to divide one side, the Emperor of Heaven ordered the famous general of the Liao State to conquer Xianbei, and besieged the capital of the country for several months, when the epidemic was rampant, and the Liao soldiers had many deaths and injuries, Harchi asked for help from the Emperor of Heaven, and the Emperor of Heaven passed down an edict, and only sent 10,000 Moyun horses.

Mo Yun rode like a god soldier from the sky, appeared out of thin air in the indestructible Xianbei capital, Xianbei King once said that the unbreakable national capital that had been guarded for ten years made Mo Yunqi stand in the center of the city as if he was going home.

King Xianbei didn't know how Moyun rode through the city wall defended by 100,000 strong bows and crossbows, and how he quietly slaughtered hundreds of thousands of defenders in the city, and the Liao State of more than 200,000 troops surrounded it for several months without taking it.

The soldiers and civilians in the city even thought that the gods were angry, and sent the heavenly soldiers and generals to come to conquest, and they all bowed to the top of the Moyun Horse, and the statues of the gods of the Heavenly Emperor were erected day and night to worship.

Mo Yunqi became one of the three famous horses in the world with only one battle, and no one doubted it.

To the south is the 100,000 Cold Shadow Cavalry, led by Qi Henghai, one of the four great generals of the Wind Forest Volcano under Xia Xuehan, who is as immovable as a mountain, and the Moyun Cavalry is at the corner of the Bohai Customs.

"Report ...... General Qiyu, the envoy of the Liao State is here to see you!"

Qi Henghai was discussing with the generals in the tent, and a herald junior colonel hurriedly ran in.

Qi Henghai frowned, and said to himself: "Although it is said that they are fighting against the Xia Kingdom together, they have always been independent, how could Mo Lin think of sending an envoy!"

But he hesitated for a moment, and immediately raised his head and commanded the little colonel: "Send him in!"

When he was young, he saw a scribe in a moon-white robe slowly walking in, his feather fan swaying gently, his gait was calm, and he always had a slight smile on his face, as if he didn't put the thousands of troops and horses of Great Xia in his eyes at all.

Step by step, step by step, as if he came from the ancient wilderness, but in a few steps to the present, he has a very good appearance, there is a faint dusty atmosphere, this temperament is similar to Xia Xuehan, but it is not the same, or there is an insurmountable gap.

The white-clothed scribe slowly walked to the front of the tent, squinting his eyes and sweeping over the generals present one by one, as if looking at the pattern in his palm, only when his gaze fell on Qi Henghai's face, he had some color, but he also swept over lightly, and he didn't care too much.

"Is the gentleman the envoy from the north?" Qi Henghai got up and saluted the white-clothed scribe with a fist, since the two countries want to be an alliance, naturally they can't lose their courtesy.

It's just that the white-clothed scribe didn't move, he stood arrogantly, neither returning the courtesy, nor saying a word, the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and the generals on the Huaxia side were a little angry, and secretly touched the sword on his waist, this scribe was too rude.

"Are you an envoy sent by the Emperor of Liao? Are you here to negotiate something?" Qi Henghai also straightened up, and there was a little more coldness in his words, since the other party didn't give him a good face, he naturally wouldn't insult Huaxia's face.

The white-clothed scribe smiled arrogantly, and said slowly: "Before I came, I thought that the Huaxia sergeant would have some success under the leadership of Xia Xuehan, but I didn't expect that it was not as educated as my Daliao Heavenly Kingdom market butcher!"

"Presumptuous, do you want to die here?" Immediately, several generals rushed towards the white-clothed scribe, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and nearly ten sharp swords surrounded the white-clothed scribe, "The name of my lord is also worthy of you?"

It seemed that as soon as the white-clothed scribe said another rude word, the long swords would pierce his thin body.

It's just that the white-clothed scribe didn't even frown when he faced the sharp sword in front of him, but just sneered: "Is this your Huaxia hospitality?"

"I want to come to the way of hospitality under the rule of the Emperor of Heaven is not like you!" Qi Henghai is the most calm one among Xia Xuehan's four generals, although he can't get used to the style of this white-clothed scribe, but after all, the two countries want to be an alliance, no matter how dissatisfied they are in private, they still have a friendly expression on their faces.

He waved his hand and told the swords-rattling soldiers to step back, although this man was arrogant, but if these generals missed and killed him, I am afraid that there would be a lot of trouble.

The white-clothed scribe shook his feather fan lightly, looked up to the sky and laughed: "It turns out that there are not only some rude men who can fight in the Huaxia military tent!"

"Hmph, I have a lot of resources in China, and there are countless capable people, like a certain generation, but one of Taicang's millet er!" Qi Henghai's long gray hair danced without wind, and his gray pupils also had a more proud look.

"What the hell are you here for? If you are so rude again, don't blame General Ben for arresting you as a spy!" Qi Henghai naturally refused to fall into the national prestige of his country in front of other countries.

The white-clothed scribe was also a little worried, although these Huaxia generals didn't dare to do anything to him, but he couldn't complete the task, and he would still have the punishment of the Emperor of Heaven when he went back, he shook his fan and said, "I came this time to announce a few things to you on the Holy Decree of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"You ......"

If those soldiers who retreated to the side hadn't been afraid that Qi Henghai was there, they would have rushed up and hacked him to death, what kind of thing was he, and he actually ran to the Huaxia military camp to announce the emperor's holy message.

"Hmph, announcing the Emperor's edict, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place, where should you be? You must know that this is the Huaxia military camp, even if your Emperor of Heaven sees my lord, he has never been so rude as you!

At this time, a handsome young man outside the tent walked in slowly, with a square coat and a feather fan swaying gently, except for the color and appearance of his robe, he was almost the same as the white-clothed scribe, and even his temperament was not much different.

It's just that the black-clothed young man outside the tent has a more transcendent aura, and the white-clothed scribe was invisibly lowered in front of him.

"Strategist!"

"It's the military advisor here!"

"Won't this poor scholar who has not dried up a few words of tongue? I see if he is still so smooth in front of the military advisor!"

The black-clothed young man who came in was Xia Xuehan's military advisor Xie Yuchen, who was ordered to go out with the army this time, and heard this arrogant envoy shouting from afar.

"Military Division!" Even Qi Henghai gave Xie Yuchen a salute, and when he saw Xie Yuchen come forward, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the white-clothed scribe saw Xie Yuchen, the edge on his body was suddenly suppressed by more than half, and he looked at Xie Yuchen solemnly and asked, "Who are you?"

Xie Yuchen sneered: "Didn't your master Yin Moyan teach you to call your uncle when you saw the military advisor in the Huaxia military camp holding a feather fan and wearing a crane?"

"Division...... Uncle Shi!" the white-clothed scribe swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little dizzy, because he had heard from the master that there was a fellow disciple who served in the Huaxia military camp, and he didn't want to meet him as soon as he came.

"Tell me, what are you here for?"

Xie Yuchen said coldly, every time the feather fan in his hand shook it, it was like fanning boundless flames towards the white-clothed scribe, he was arrogant a moment ago, but now fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the feather fan in his hand shook in an orderly manner.

The soldiers of the Huaxia military camp were deeply relieved, if it weren't for Xie Yuchen and Qi Henghai, they wouldn't know how to ridicule the white-clothed scribes.

"Under Ouyang Lang, I have come to discuss the alliance on the orders of the Emperor of Heaven this time!" said the white-clothed scribe tremblingly, in front of Xie Yuchen, it was like a hundred beasts seeing the beast king.

Different fields have their own rules in different fields, Ouyang Lang didn't feel any depression when facing a group of generals, but after he met Xie Yuchen, who was also a military advisor, he felt overwhelmed.

"Is this the so-called sincerity of your Heavenly Emperor?" Xie Yuchen sat down by himself, ignoring Ouyang Lang, who was still standing, and looked at the feather fan in his hand carefully, and said without being salty.

"Back to Uncle Hui's words, the Emperor of Heaven commanded, the war is imminent, everything is simple, and the prince of Langya is not a person who sticks to the form!" Ouyang Lang replied respectfully with a hunched waist.

"Whatever he says, just say it, I'm tired, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here!" Xie Yuchen said lazily.

"Yes! The Emperor of Heaven called down to ask Prince Langya a few questions!"

"Say!"

"First, since the two countries have formed an alliance, they should clearly distinguish who is the main and who is the auxiliary; second, if the alliance is formed, if the army of which country is the vanguard and who is the rear alliance, and who should be the commander of the unified army; third, how will the benefits be distributed after the success!" Ouyang Lang said tremblingly while peeking at Xie Yuchen.

The corners of Xie Yuchen's mouth flashed with a smile, and he said jokingly: "I can be the lord of the Langya King, but can you be the lord of the Heavenly Emperor?" Looking at Ouyang Lang, who was suddenly stunned, he continued, "The alliance between the two countries should be dominated by the strong, in terms of prestige, military strength, and talents in all aspects, your Heavenly Emperor and the Langya King are only between the best. But there is one thing that the Emperor of Heaven can't match, that is, the understanding of Great Xia, I think that the king of Langya was also reversed from Huaxia, and he knows the deployment of troops and offensive routes in various cities and passes in Xialang, of course, the alliance between the two countries should be based on China, supplemented by Liao!"

Without waiting for Ouyang Lang to continue speaking, Xie Yuchen said again: "As for who is the vanguard, it should be the alliance leader who is fighting to decide, and it will not be a problem to solve the first one." ”

"This ......"

"There is a third one, the wartime gains depend on their own ability, although the two countries are allied, but the soldiers are their own masters, after destroying the Great Xia, they will definitely still live and die against each other, and if they keep these feelings, they will only be tied on the battlefield in the future. ”

Xie Yuchen waved his feather fan, stood up, and said coldly to Ouyang Lang: "Okay, the answers you want are all given to you, go back and return to your life according to what I said, send off guests!"

Without waiting for Ouyang Lang to speak again, two sergeants had already picked him up and walked towards the outside of the tent, leaving only a tent of laughing soldiers.

From beginning to end, it was Xie Yuchen who was saying, where did Ouyang Lang have the opportunity to speak.

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