Chapter 847 Lu Dantian’s flying swords were provoking, Xu Fengnian crossed the south to demonstrate
Jiang Biaochang, who had almost bitten his teeth, turned his head to look at the only remaining cavalryman in the Northern Liang Dynasty, and glanced at the cavalry who was not dead more than ten steps ahead of the cavalry.
The Beiliang barbarian replaced the fifteen horses under my command with three horses, and the whole fifteen horses were there!
The extremely annoyed Qingzhou Biao Chang tied his bow again and pointed the arrow at the wounded man in Beiliang who was already lying in a pool of blood.
In just over ten steps, an arrow shot into the head of the cavalryman. On the ground, only carving feathers trembled.
The Central Plains are not just the scolding of literati against Northern Liang.
In the middle and lower reaches of the Guangling River today, the Qingzhou Navy has a condescending advantage. It has always been Cao Changqing personally stationed in the flagship Guangling Navy downstream. However, because the Qingzhou Navy’s overall combat power is not as good as the latter, it can only be held on. It can be said that the winner will only be outside the river, and we can only watch the vast land on the north bank of the Guangling River, exchanging life and death. As a result, the two talkers of the Qingzhou Navy, Wei Dong, who is known as the “Dragon King”, has gone to the capital to meet the saints. He has already gone to the mansion of King Guangling Zhao Yi to become a guest of honor, which is considered to have withdrawn. This made it difficult for Zhao Xun, the king of Jing’an, who was nominally the commander of the navy, and the powerful generals under the command of the Southern Expedition General Wu Chongxuan, did not take this young vassal king seriously. Even the local governments did not like Zhao Xun who left his jurisdiction very much, so Zhao Xun could only stay on a Huanglong Tower boat and closed the door to thank the guests. Of course, no one can let the young vassal kings go to thank the guests. It is said that every day, the wine that is purchased from both sides of the Taiwan Strait has never stopped, and most of them are hiding to drink to relieve their sorrows.
But in fact, Zhao Xun was not only not depressed, but was in high interest. Except for the charming woman who looks like the old Princess Jing’an, Zhao Xun hung Liangmang Pass defense map and Guangling situation map on both walls in the cabin. Every day, he would move a chair under the wall to sit upright, thinking about the next trends on the two battlefields. Although Zhao Xun knew it very well that he was very likely to be a ridiculous soldier-free vassal king in a short period of time, Zhao Xun learned one skill from Zhao Heng, the old Jing’an king, that is, to endure and dormant. The counselor left to him by the old vassal king taught Zhao Xun the second thing, which was to retreat as advance. The Qingzhou cavalry lost all his losses, but this made him sit firmly on the seat of King Jing’an, and even had a slight surplus. After all, he took over the Qingzhou Navy, and the next ten thousand Jing’an Dao’s young and strong man died was the first time he took the initiative after missing the blind young man around him. Zhao Xun was quite content with the court. It would be even more perfect if the court did not allow two new officials, Wen Taiyi and Ma Zhongxian, to come to his territory to mix sand. Especially Wen Taiyi, an old Qingzhou who is familiar with the officialdom of Jing’an Road, after Hong Lingshu entered the capital, the old minister Wen suddenly killed a shot after many years, and returned home in glory as a prominent position as a military commander, making him feel as if he was in a stunning position. As for Ma Zhongxian, he was a foreigner after all. Qingzhou officialdom is famously xenophobic, and local military and political leaders are mutual.It is a taboo for the court to go around, and Ma Zhongxian is unlikely to be able to truly be in the same spirit as Wen Taiyi.
Today, Zhao Xun sat under the wall again, holding the wine pot with his fingers and swayed gently, and turned his head to smile at the woman sitting on the chair beside him: “Before betrayal by Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, had left a long letter of more than ten thousand words, which mentioned the Qingzhou pattern in the middle and late stages of the Guangling War. He said that this Jing’an Dao Zhengmao might be Yuan Guo, who was abandoned by Zhang Lu in his early years, and the Jiedushi was the local snake Hong Lingshu. As a result, you see, Mr. Lu also had the time to “read wrong”.”
The woman frowned, not blindly echoing the young vassal king’s injustice to the counselor, but said in an unconcealed tone: “Mr. Lu devoted himself to the prince two years ago. Even if he did not start and end well, he did not make any adverse actions to you. Then you should not mock him like this! As the leader of one side, you should have the ability to match him.”
Zhao Xun was not angry, and smiled and said, “It was me who was wrong.”