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On the surface, the matter seemed to have been settled. The Holy One expressed his opinion. Even if some military generals did not agree in their hearts, it was naturally impossible to "deadly remonstrate" in front of all the civil and military officials.
Of course, the main reason is that it is still far from the point of death. A Dingshan Pass is far from enough to pose a real threat to the Daxia Dynasty.
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping, who usually made the final summary, remained silent from beginning to end today. This made the civil and military officials a little confused, but it was just confusion.
After all, the holy order has been issued, and it is useless to talk about it anymore.
The civil and military officials slowly retreated, and Zuo Xiangyu Yiping calmly walked out of the Jinluan Palace. However, he was stopped by an old man wearing palace clothes after taking less than five steps.
"Xiang Yu, the emperor has summoned you to the imperial study for an audience."
"Well, thank you Eunuch Pan!" Zuo Xiangyu stopped and nodded slightly, then threw out a piece of silver without leaving any trace in his hand.
The old man in palace clothes immediately took it, stuffed it into his sleeves, and led the way with a smile on his face.
…
In the imperial study room, the Holy Master Lin Mubai was sitting on the dragon chair with a slight frown on his face, still flipping through the memorials in his hand, but his eyes seemed a little unfocused.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Yu wants to see you." At this moment, Eunuch Pan's voice came from the door.
"Xuan."
The door opened, and Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping, wearing a red court uniform, walked in respectfully from the door. Then, he quickly walked to the middle of the imperial study room, bent his steps and was about to kneel down.
"There is no need for more gifts, Yi Ping. The prince went to the Southern Territory this time. It is unlikely that he will hide the things in the Southern Territory from you. In your opinion. Is the gift I gave this time a little heavy?" Lin Mubai waved his hand to Zuo Xiangyu Yiping, who was about to kneel down, and then asked directly.
When Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping heard this, his expression changed slightly. The relationship between the prince and the courtiers was too close, which has always been a taboo thing for the royal family.
But the Holy One pointed it out so simply.
At this time, if he admits it. That was equivalent to indirectly acknowledging the relationship between the prince and himself, but if he didn't recognize it, how could he really not see it with the Holy Spirit's eyesight.
It is not true to deceive the emperor, but it is true to lose trust.
"I believe that the decision made by your Majesty is naturally made after careful consideration, and there is no difference between light and heavy etiquette. Your Majesty looks at the overall situation, and I am not as visionary as your Majesty." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping said seriously.
"Haha... I have to report the fall of Dingshan Pass today, and I still feel a little melancholy." When the Holy Master Lin Mubai heard the words of Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping, his frown seemed to relax a little.
"Your Majesty is worried about the 50,000 Daxia soldiers captured at Dingshan Pass, right?" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping looked at the slightly relaxed brows of the Holy Master Lin Mubai. He felt relieved and cautiously guessed.
"Well, I am indeed worried about this matter." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai glanced at Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping, and then finally nodded.
"I think your Majesty doesn't need to worry too much."
"Oh? What do you mean by that?"
"As your Majesty said just now, your Majesty's gift is for the Southern Territory. Since it is given to the Southern Territory, then, what else is there to worry about?"
"Hahaha... Yes, you are right. The people in the Southern Territory are simple and simple, and it is absolutely impossible for the Southern Territory to do things that only increase killings. So, I really don't need to worry, but..." Holy Shang Lin Mu Bai heard this. My mood seemed to be much better, but when I talked about the next part, there was a somewhat worried look in my eyes.
"Is Your Majesty still worried about the Crown Prince?"
"Yes, the prince is young after all. He also lacks the experience of the military. He is not in charge of the military for many years like King Duan. In addition, this is the first time he has left Yanjing. I wonder if there will be any mistakes in handling things. I still feel that I'm a little uneasy." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai sighed slightly at the end.
In fact, the reason why Prince Lin Tianrong was sent to the Southern Territory to preside over the martial arts test this time was because of his training, but the real reason was to use his identity as the prince to relieve the Southern Territory's suspicions.
To put it bluntly, he was using the prince as bait.
If Duan Wang is used, the effect will certainly not be as good as that of the Prince. First, Duan Wang has been in charge of the military for many years, so the Southern Region must be more careful. Second, although Duan Wang's status is noble, he still cannot get along with the Prince. Than.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, although the Crown Prince is young, he has grown up by His Majesty's side since he was a child. He is very knowledgeable and intelligent. Even if the details are not handled properly, in the overall situation, I am very smart. I think it is absolutely impossible to make a mistake." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping immediately affirmed.
"I hope so." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai nodded and said nothing more. He just looked out the window. In fact, he still had a worry in his heart.
A few days ago, a piece of news was delivered to him.
Fang Zhengzheng appeared in the Southern Territory.
Moreover, Chen Feiyu, who occupied the Thunder Lion Tribe, was captured in one fell swoop, and he used Chen Feiyu's Thunder Lion Tribe as a weapon to "kill" Wu Feng.
The results are nothing short of impressive.
But it was precisely because of this toughness that the Holy Master Lin Mubai was extremely worried.
"That guy won't really defeat the Han Yuan Tribe, right? Impossible! There is absolutely no way he can defeat the Han Yuan Tribe!"
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Holy Mountain City, in the white jade palace where the kings of the Southern Territory lived for generations.
A young man of about thirty years old is sitting on a giant animal skin chair. The young man and his body are dressed in luxurious silver animal skins. The boots on his feet are covered with golden silk threads. There are two branches stuck diagonally on his head. Colorful feathers, and between the feathers, there is a bright blue gem.
Shan Ling!
The third son of the King of the Southern Territory and the current crown prince of the Southern Territory.
Shan Ling's eyes swept down. On both sides of him, six middle-aged or old people wearing various animal skins and rattan armor were sitting. Each of them had different patterns painted on their bodies.
Some designs look like a giant lion, while others look like a raven bathed in flames.
These six people are the real chiefs of the six major tribes in the Southern Region.
And their names also inherit the long-standing tradition of the six major tribes and are named after the tribes.
"Yanyao, how many soldiers did you spend to capture Dingshan Pass?" Shan Ling glanced at the six people below. His eyes finally fell on a slightly thinner middle-aged man.
"Back to the prince, according to the prince's instructions, the Yanyao tribe hid a total of 80,000 soldiers. It took a total of 3,000 to capture Dingshan Pass, which took four and a half hours." Yanyao immediately stood up and faced the mountain respectfully. Ling replied.
"Three thousand? Hmm... The defense of Dingshan Pass is indeed stronger than I thought. How dare we sacrifice three thousand of our Southern Territory warriors when there are internal agents? However, we sacrificed three thousand, but captured fifty thousand Daxia Sergeant, it's worth it! Are these 50,000 people properly settled now?" Shan Ling nodded and motioned Yan Crow to sit down.
"According to the prince's instructions, the 50,000 soldiers were divided into two groups, one group was detained in the Yanyao tribe, and the other group was detained in the Shizun tribe, just in case something unexpected happened!" Yanyao sat down. He continued to answer.
"Okay, Shi Zun, can you tell me how the current situation is with the Crown Prince of Daxia?" Shan Ling nodded again, his eyes moving from Yan Crow to a very burly man next to him.
It was a man with slightly bluish skin, and his body was covered with crack-like patterns. You couldn't tell what they were, but. His smooth and shiny bald head is still very eye-catching.
"Prince, please rest assured. The Prince of Daxia cannot fly out of my hand. Now he is trapped and dead in the valley, and the 60,000 soldiers in his hands are of no use at all." Shi Zun replied carelessly.
"Very good, then, now only Nangong Hao and the one named Fang Zhengyi from the Han Yuan tribe are left!" After Shan Ling heard Shi Zun's words, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Prince, Nangong Hao and Fang Zhengzheng are nothing to be afraid of. The 80,000 soldiers hidden in our Thunder Lion Tribe have already begun to send troops to the Han Yuan Tribe. When the time comes, we will cooperate with the 80,000 soldiers of the Han Yuan Tribe. We will definitely be able to directly defeat these two. This young boy was defeated in one fell swoop!" A man with thick hair. At this time, he stood up, and the purple lion pattern on his body looked extremely conspicuous.
"Old Lei, you have to be careful what you say!" Another voice rang at this time. It was an old man with some gray hair and extremely long arms. Judging from his age, he was probably in his fifties. .
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Lei Shi's expression changed slightly when he heard this voice.
"Nangong Hao has been in my Hanyuan tribe for nearly two months. I still know a little about Nangong Hao. I'm afraid he won't be that easy to deal with. In addition, Fang Zhengzheng cannot be underestimated. After all, he He is the one who tied for first place with Nangong Hao in the literary test of the palace examination, and the most important thing is... Damn, I don’t know what kind of evil magic that little guy used to actually destroy the Wind Valley of my Han Yuan Tribe. Wow, it’s really annoying!” At the end of the sentence, the man in his fifties also cursed vigorously. Judging from his expression, it was obviously inconsistent with his age.
"Whether he is Nangong Hao or Fang Zhengheng, I don't believe that the 160,000 Southern Territory warriors are working together, and they can't take down less than 50,000 people in their hands!" Shan Ling waved his hand casually after hearing this. He looked unconcerned.
"Your Majesty is right. Now that Dingshan Pass is under our control, it is equivalent to strangling Daxia's throat and unable to increase its troops. It will only be a matter of time before these 100,000 troops fall. Moreover, even if Hanyuan's side really What's the problem? Princess Shan Yu is guarding the outside, so the two of them won't be able to escape from our encirclement!" Yan Ya also stood up and affirmed at this time.
"When all the 100,000 troops are captured, I want to see what kind of expression the emperor of Daxia will have on his face, hahaha..." Shan Ling finally couldn't help but laugh when he thought about the end.
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Southern Territory, Han Yuan Tribe, outside Wind Valley.
When the leading sergeants rushed into the defeated and shapeless formation one by one, Fang Zhengzheng once again drew the green sun-shooting bow in his hand into a full moon.
Teng Shisheng once heard that Fang Zhengzheng used an archery technique in front of Princess Shanyu to block the fatal blow of General Tai, whose strength had reached the late stage of Huiguang Realm.
However, at that time, both Teng Shisheng and the other generals in Princess Shanyu's camp thought that that kind of archery was just relying on Princess Shanyu's Fire Vine Bow.
However, the scene in front of him, as well as the arrow that shot into the sky not long ago, still made Teng Shisheng wake up. In front of him was Fang Zhengzheng, who ranked first in the literary test of the imperial examination.
It seems that in addition to the terrifying sword, there is also a green long bow that is not weaker than Princess Shanyu's Fire Vine Bow...
There are so many babies? !
Is he really Fang Zhengzheng? I heard that Fang Zhengzheng was born in a poor mountain village, but why doesn't he look like him now
Teng Shisheng was a little confused.
However, what he was even more confused about was why Fang Zhengzheng was drawing arrow after arrow at this time. Did he want to stop these talented men from continuing to kill
Or do you want to take advantage of these talents to be exhausted and add insult to injury
Teng Shisheng couldn't guess, or in other words, even if he could guess, he wasn't sure, because the longer he stayed with Fang Zhengyi, the less and less he felt he could see through Fang Zhengyi.
The way he does things is so different from ordinary people.
Teng Shisheng couldn't guess, but Fang Zhengzheng's arrow was shot quickly. Like a life-threatening green meteor, it shot out of the sun-shooting bow and flew into the sky.
Then…
Drawing an extremely graceful arc, he shot towards a young man in the crowd who was wearing an exquisite turquoise armor and holding a jade flute.
It’s none other than Wu Feng!
Wu Feng, who was standing in the crowd, waiting for the soldiers around him to surrender, obviously did not expect that Fang Zhengyi would take action against him, and moreover, he did it without any greeting.
This made Wu Feng a little angry.
Because, if Fang Zhengzhi just shot Chen Feiyu, it can be said that Fang Zhengzhi was doing something like a warning to kill Chen Feiyu in order to show his majesty as a general.
Now that Fang Zhengzheng was attacking himself who had stopped, he couldn't find any reason at all.
"Fang Zhengyi! What do you want to do?!" Wu Feng shouted angrily. Of course, he couldn't directly block Fang Zhengyi's Thousand Arrows and Swords plan like Chen Feiyu did.
because…
In his mind, it was just a useless effort that wasted effort.
A person with good intelligence like Wu Feng would instinctively dodge and use his speed to quickly dodge Fang Zhengzheng's arrow.
"boom!"
A loud bang exploded where Wu Feng originally stood, causing dust to fly. At the same time, a scream also came from the explosion.
"ah!"
Blood spattered, and a broken sword flew up and landed on the ground. After a moment, the dust dispersed, revealing a corpse whose clothes had been completely torn and whose chest was covered with blood. (To be continued.)
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