Chapter 822 Two strategists discuss politics in Northern Liang, Xu Fengnian goes to the new city
Xu Fengnian lifted the horse whip and pointed to the north from afar, and said with a heavy face: “After the capture of Hutou City by Dong Zhuo, most of the destroyed one after the army of Beimang retreated to the distance, the tens of thousands of Dong family private troops of this king of the South Court and the elite cavalry of Tuoba Bodhisattva joined forces to continue to stare at the border line, which is to prevent our Beiliang from fully repairing Hutou City. Once the Liangmang battle occurs, the tug-of-war with Hutou City and Longyaner Plain as the center will be destined to be very tragic, and it will not be inferior to Qingcang City. Then there are the heavy tombs Liuya and Fuling lines with Huaiyang Pass as the core, and next It was He Zhonghu’s left cavalry army, which would really put the entire army into the battlefield and defend the northern part of Xincheng. Compared with the previous third-line battle, Beimang would not be distracted from Youzhou Hulukou. Beiliang had already used the heads of Jingguan and Yang Yuanzan and others to prove that Beimang could not get in and out of that battlefield. In this way, not only smoke from outside Liangzhou Pass was everywhere, but the entire Liuzhou defense line also had to bear a heavy burden. Of course, the general Yan Wenluan and the new cavalry commander Yu Luandao would be transferred to Liangzhou, which would also make the Beimang army unhappy everywhere and kill many people everywhere.”
Xu Fengnian held the whip tightly: “It’s actually much better than my previous resentment. Because this trip to the capital, I know that not everyone regards the death of our Beiliang and the death of our Beiliang as a natural thing. There are still many people who are unfair to say for the Beiliang.”
Mrs. Chai whispered: “Is Beiliang contented just that?”
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: “It’s not contentment, but when everyone in Beiliang dies facing north, I find that behind me is not only sarcasm, but also someone is sad, angry and guilty, so it’s not that…”
For some reason, Xu Fengnian did not continue to talk.
Xu Feng said in a young voice: “I, Xu Fengnian, are Xu Xiao’s son, and I have no right to complain about myself in this life. This is what I say in my heart, and I won’t lie. But I hope…”
Xu Fengnian paused for a moment and said with a firm look: “Before fighting with Tuoba Bodhisattva, the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva of Lantu Mountain sent me a sword and a sword. The name of the sword is really good, and the sword is called “Roll”. So I hope that the people of the Central Plains will not expect them to be grateful, nor do I expect them to enter Liang to fight. I only hope that the entire Central Plains will hear the sound of 300,000 cavalry in the Northwest Pass heading north, and the sound of horse hooves sounded on the earth. Hearing this heroic ‘Roll’ will make them no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb one day.”
Mrs. Chai pursed her lips and looked at him in a daze.
Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled and said, “Here.”
As the new city approached, Xu Yanbing and Liu Wenbao were waiting not far away.
Mrs. Chai stopped the horse and said, “Prince, I won’t go to Xincheng anymore. Just be the prince who promised to give our Sima family a deputy general of Fengxiang Army Town.”
Xu Fengnian also stopped the horse.Turning his head and saying helplessly, “Okay.”
Xu Fengnian bowed his fists and then walked slowly forward.
Suddenly, Mrs. Chai shouted softly behind her, “Xu Fengnian.”
Xu Fengnian did not turn her head at all, and whipped her horse quickly.
Mrs. Chai smiled and said loudly, “My Chai Dongdi is waiting for you in the Western Regions! I want to give birth to a baby for you!”
Xu Fengnian fled in panic.
Xu Yanbing looked at the young vassal king coming towards him as if he was sweating heavily, and he held back his smile and stretched out his thumb.
Liu Wenbao also stretched out his thumb. But when the prince stared at the sight of killing someone, the Linyao County Magistrate retracted his thumb in disappointment. But there was nowhere to know the heroism that Liu Wenbao, who was willing to die, suddenly stretched out his thumb again and refused to let go.
Many years later, at the foot of a city in Fengzhou, the Western Regions, after the heavy snow stopped, the woman was white-headed, sitting in a wheelchair, with a warm and heavy blanket on her knees, smiling and looking into the distance, closing her eyes and sleeping.
I felt like I had been waiting for many years.
The old woman’s eyes were whispering with tears in her eyes.
As she died, she suddenly tried her best to open her eyes and finally smiled.
Her vision was blurred, and she looked at the person squatting beside her with great care and strength, and said hoarsely, “It’s a bit late.”
The man nodded and said, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”
She shook her head slightly and tried to raise her hand, as if she was thinking about tidying her hair on her temples, but she really didn’t have that energy, so she felt a little regretful.
The man helped her get the blanket and said softly, “Don’t worry, you’re still very good.”
She lowered her head and her lips moved slightly.
He nodded and said, “Okay.”
She said.
Next life.
She closed her eyes.
When he first met, he was so gentle, and the last time he met, he was still the same.
Whether you have the next life or not, it doesn’t matter.
Above the city, the sun sets.
Old man, her name is Chai Dongdi.