Chapter 838 Xie Guanying Emperor Wu accepted his disciples, and the snow dragon soldiers were sent to Guangling (4

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Chapter 838 Xie Guanying Emperor Wu accepted his disciples, and the snowy dragon soldiers were sent to Guangling

Xu Fengnian turned his horse’s head and slowly left. His words came to Cai Nan’s ears: “Since he is unwilling to act, the two Huai border troops are determined to be loyal to the country, so Beiliang will fulfill your wish. On the battlefield, against my Beiliang Iron Cavalry, what’s the difficulty of dying?”

Cai Nan returned to his own formation with a pale face.

In the spring of the third year of Xiangfu, heavy snow dragon cavalry surged like a tide, and the elite troops of the two Huai River, with nearly 40,000 troops, were defeated.

The horse’s hooves were bursting, and the Central Plains was vibrating.

The Northern Liang cavalry left Beiliang Road, entered Lianghuai Road, headed south in the area of ​​Yancheng bordering Jizhou, Hezhou, and crashed into the north of Jiangnan Road, and drove straight down, as if it was unstoppable. Like a burly man in the northwest, he made the beauty in Jiangnan shaking.

Wherever they pass, all the officials and local troops of Liyang were silent and did not dare to make any provocation. They were banned from the night very early, and even in the daytime, merchants were forbidden from entering and leaving the camp. The garrisons were not allowed to leave the camp half a step away.

The memorial was like chaotic snow. The county magistrate’s office, the governor’s residence, and the official residence of the military commander were progressing layer by layer. Finally, it was handed over to the Jingqiang Post Cavalry and quickly passed to Tai’an City in a hurry for 500 miles.

With the ruthless advance of ten thousand cavalry, more than a dozen families emerged along the way. Not only were the leaders of the local government troops so scared that they were sweating profusely, but even Zhao Gou, who had been in charge of spies in Liyang for many years, was extremely scared. These giants in various prefectures and counties have all had countless fertile land and abundant grain storage. Four of them can even be called “land kings” in prefectures and counties. These dozens of wealthy families who all commented on Zhao Gou’s secret file “clean life experience” were actually bold thieves who openly colluded with the Northern Liang, and sent countless food and supplies to the Northern Liang cavalry. Once the court settles the score after the fall, the more than a dozen deeply rooted families are destined to be unable to bear the burden, and the heads of Zhao Gou and civil and military officials from major prefectures and counties will definitely be stripped of a layer of skin.

Among them, the first wealthy family in Hezhou to reward the army in Beiliang did not immediately flee and move to Beiliang. So the local governments joined forces to garrison the Beiliang cavalry after leaving the country, dispatched 400 elite elites to kill them, intending to confiscate the ruthless big dog family. The owner of the family moved a chair alone and sat on the steps at the door, basking in the warm sun in early spring. Two cold swords were placed on his knees. The old one was the sword that followed Lao Liang King Xu Xiao to fight against Western Chu. Over the years, even the eldest grandson who was the most doting in his family did not know that his grandfather had this sword. The one with a brighter scabbard was the sixth generation Xu family sword. The latest one was given to him by the King of New Liang not long ago. Facing the four hundred young and strong warriors in this county, the old man smiled and raised the new scalpel, and said only one sentence. Then everyone came and went in a hurry, but in the end they didn’t even dare to say a word of harsh words..

Old Man Chi Mu said, “The prince wants me to send you a message. One person died in the Song family’s house today, and ten thousand generals and soldiers in the county will die. If the heads cannot be collected, the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang will go to other counties and states to borrow their heads.”

After saying that, the old man with white hair bent down and picked up a pot of wine beside his feet, looked at the backs that were retreating in a mess, drank the wine sips, and muttered to himself in a vague manner.

The old man is like a vast old dog, toothless. He can’t howl anymore, but it just makes people feel a bit unique. Perhaps it is what scholars see in books that swallow thousands of miles of a tiger.

After Cai Nan, the governor of Lianghuai Road, stepped forward, the second Liyang gangster who dared to block the road was not a military man who led the army to fight, nor a civil servant who was a civil servant who retired for many years. He took out the sixth-rank censor’s uniform from the bottom of the box, put it on and stood alone on the post road. The trembling family couldn’t stop this old man who was crazy about gains and losses. Half of the clan members moved to the remote countryside ancestral home overnight, and half of them hid at home and stayed away. Only the old man’s second son, the most unreliable second son, was a poor scholar who had never passed the imperial examination in his life. He had no courage and righteousness but only filial piety, so he stood on the roadside with a panic on his face and waited to collect the body for his father and carry it home.

Afterwards, when the iron cavalry rushed past, only the father and son who were sitting dejectedly beside the post road crying with their heads.

Nalan Huaiyu, among the hundreds of cavalry in the Wu family, was originally following behind, but he could not resist his strong curiosity. He quickly rushed to the young vassal king. The master of sword who once won the rouge-rated beauty for the rest of the time and asked with a smile: “Prince, what’s going on?”

Xu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, still shook his head, without the desire to chat. He just received a secret report from the other side of Hai Dongqing who had been with him for many years, saying that in addition to Yuan Tingshan leading Jibei Jingqi to enter the pass from Jizikou to block it, Shu also drew 20,000 troops to Guangling Road. The commander was Wu Qi, who left the Xu family in anger after the end of the Western Barrier Battle. The deputy general was a general who chose to follow Chen Zhibao to leave Beiliang at that time: a young brave general who once emerged from the border army, named Che Ye. Whether it was Ning Emei, who had dealt with this young man, or Han Laoshan, the general in Lingzhou who is now responsible for guarding the southern gateway of Beiliang, they all had a high opinion of this person, believing that Che Ye was not inferior to Ke Jianghuai and Yu Luandao.

The heroic female swordsman refused to give up and asked the bottom line.

Xu Fengnian was stunned and seemed to have not heard Nalan Huaiyu’s nagging at all.

Wu Liuding said helplessly: “Auntie, can we be more reserved?”

Nalan Huaiyu rolled his eyes and said, “Oh, now I know how reserved it is. When I was a child, who tried his best to rub against my aunt’s chest? What are the thunder and rain so scared, and I have to find a place to hide, what are the weather in winter? What are the cold and icy faces?…”

Wu Liuding glanced carefully at Cui beside him, and then quickly smiled at Nalan Huaiyu for apologizing for Nalan Huaiyu.Rao said, “Auntie, I’m afraid of you. That’s the matter just now. We marry Grandpa Jian and the one named Xu are always inseparable. I guess he knows the inside story, so you can ask him.”

The old man who was discussing swordsmanship with Zhang Luantai and Liu Jianzhi laughed and said, “It’s nothing strange. The prince just asked him if he wanted to gain reputation as a scholar, so that the white-haired man gave him a black-haired man. Then the boy Hong Shuwen drew out his knife and acted to ride a horse to kill people.”

The young master of Xingzi Sword Furnace, who was full of energy in the past, and the now taciturn middle-aged swordsman Yue Zhuowu, interrupted: “Cultivating oneself, managing the family, governing the country and pacifying the world is the ‘family precept’ of Confucian ancestors. Even people cannot do well, let alone being a good official, let alone managing the world and helping the people. I am most despised by such a scholar who seeks fame and reputation in my life. In order to leave a name in history, there is no bottom line for being a human being. Especially the former Liyang Chief Supervisor Biyan, is not a thing!”

Xu Fengnian suddenly came to his senses and turned his head and said, “It’s hard to say others, but Zhang Julu is a real scholar in my eyes. If one can produce one in a hundred years, it will be a blessing for the whole world.”

Yue Zhuowu did not agree with Xu Fengnian because he was the King of Northern Liang, but still insisted on his own opinion. He shook his head and said, “Even children can be killed, I guess he is very righteous. Even if such a person is not corrupt and undisturbing the people, he will not be much better.”

Xu Fengnian did not argue anything, but just laughed it off.

History is like a book. Some pages are so heavy. The hand that turns the book may not be able to pass it if you keep pointing it. The torch is passed down from generation to generation. If the torch is passed down, those who hold the torch may burn their arms or even burn themselves to death, just to wait for the younger generation who have received the torch. This world requires wise rulers, famous ministers, heroes, heroes, romantics, singing, spirits, and talk… many people are needed, but often sometimes, when smart people have their own style, they actually need one or two fools.

Xu Fengnian chuckled softly for no reason: “Actually that old scholar is pretty good. He blocks the road and makes his way to be a minister, but it’s a pity that it’s not our Beiliang people.”

Hong Shuwen, who is nicknamed “crazy” in the army, said heartlessly: “Prince, we have iron cavalry, swords, strong crossbows, and big horses in Beiliang, which is enough!”

Xu Fengnian whispered: “I hope there will be a day that is not enough in the future.”

Hong Shuwen, who was like Xu Fengnian’s followers, suddenly sighed: “Prince, it would be great if I was a girl.”

Wu Liuding was suddenly creepy, and made a trembling posture with his hands on his chest and said angrily: “Hong Crazy, it’s okay to flatter, but at least he has some face.”

Cui smiled knowingly.

Hong Shuwen said angrily: “I am a girl. I can’t go to Wutongyuan to serve tea and water to the prince. What are you thinking about in the six jars!”