Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei Chapter 212

The sand dances wildly, and the wind howls.

On the vast Gobi Plain, the black armor is like a mountain, the soldiers are solemn, the horses' hooves tread lightly, and in the north wind, the soldiers' shirts dance, setting off a wave of blood, which seems to imply the fate of this army.

tao tao…

Amidst this solemnity, a crisp sound of horse hooves also came to the ears of many soldiers along with the north wind.

I saw a horse in a blood robe coming, and finally stopped the horse to stand, and its stern face is no stranger to any soldier present.

Even though there were many Xuanfu frontier soldiers present, the current Xuanfu army was made up of the backbone soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion. Although their identities have changed now, they are like wanderers away from home. Now I will see you again. All their generals are even more excited!

Li Xiu appeared, although he didn't say a word, on this vast plain, a surge of empathy also appeared suddenly.

"In this battle, the horses are going to step on the grassland and reproduce the glory that has not been seen in a hundred years. Wait, do you have confidence?"

"The general asked, the horse steps on the grassland and reproduces the glory that has not been seen in a hundred years. Wait, can you be confident!"

Immediately, a messenger and soldiers shouted, and the sound was endless until it was clearly heard in the ears of every soldier.

"I would like to die for the general!"

The blade was raised horizontally, the soldiers were excited, and they shouted almost uniformly. Along with the faces with agitated expressions, they resounded through the sky, and also washed away the yellow sand in the sky!

Looking around the eyes full of excitement, Li Xiu is also full of emotions. Although this heavy power has too much helplessness, just like the golden horse in front of him, it is also incomparably intoxicating!

"This battle! Victory!"

After a moment of silence, Li Xiu also slowly spit out these four words.

"The general is mighty, and the Ming Dynasty is victorious!"

The deafening shouts and shouts lasted for a long time in this windy Gobi Desert.

In the distance, the scouts and knights of the various Mongolian ministries on the border were also pale in front of this majestic military force, secretly rejoicing that their leader's brain was still normal.

Knowing that this fierce and famous Zhenbei Hou is coming, you must get away quickly, otherwise, it will be an unimaginable nightmare for them to fight against such iron cavalry!

After a lapse of more than a hundred years, this already decayed empire has once again opened its fangs to the grasslands!

Whether it will be the last glory of the empire or the beginning of glory, no one knows, not even Li Xiu, who is about to create this glory now.

Of course, if it was before, he would have been extremely sure, but now, after experiencing too much involuntarily, Li Xiu is also unsure.

But what is certain is that the army going north has also affected the hearts of countless people.

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youjian dragged his sick body, and with the help of the Queen of Zhou, looked at the north, and his expression was full of expectations.

Up to now, everything can't be changed. If he chooses to believe, he can only persevere.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

The little prince looked around in confusion, bit his finger, and asked in a milky voice.

"I'm looking at you Uncle Li."

"Uncle Li? Where are you... Didn't you see it?"

Zhu Youjian patted the little prince's head, squatted down slowly, looked at the little prince's doubtful eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Uncle Li is far away, beating those very bad people. "

"Uncle Li is the most powerful. He can fly... He can fly so high..."

"Those bad guys can't beat Uncle Li..."

The little prince raised his hand and gestured in a similar manner.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The cute appearance of the little prince also immediately made Zhu Youjian laugh.

"Brother Chun is right, those bad guys can't beat you Uncle Li!"

"When Uncle Li comes back this time, let Uncle Li teach Brother Chun your high-flying martial arts, okay?"

"Okay, Xiaobao has to learn to fly very high...high martial arts..."

"Well, if you fly very high, Brother Chun will also stand very high..."

Zhu Youjian caressed the little prince's face lightly and said dotingly. In just a few words, it was full of too much expectation and reluctance.

"Your Majesty, go back to the palace, the medicine in the pharmacy is ready."

The queen adjusted the fox fur on Zhu Youjian's body. Despite the scorching sun, Zhu Youjian's body was like a piece of ice, cold to the bone, and lifeless.

"it is good."

Zhu Youjian smiled and pinched the little prince's tender cheek: "Go, Brother Chun, go back to the palace with the emperor, and then talk to the emperor..."

In Liaodong, Yuan Chonghuan at this moment is also standing alone at the head of Ningyuan City, looking at the far north, although only a skyline comes into view, but he seems to see the mighty iron cavalry going on expedition, the endless battle flags Floating, the countless flickering cold fronts.

Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable envy in his heart.

All that is his lifelong ambition!

If he didn't have this ambition, he wouldn't let go of the comfortable herdsmen's office, traveled thousands of miles, came to Liaodong, took root in this bitter and cold land, and mingled among the military ranks that countless scholars and officials disdained.

However, life is impermanent, but he has reached the point where he is now step by step.

Where is he now the Da Ming Liaodong supervisor!

Said to be a thief who is collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country!

He envied Li Xiu, but he was extremely sympathetic... and sad!

But, he also knew that he neither had such a fortune, nor did he have the courage to know that there are tigers in the mountains and the tigers tend to travel in the mountains.

The road of the Marquis of Zhenbei is more than a tiger mountain journey.

Since the emperor was assassinated, he has been in a state of ailment for a long time, and everyone can see that the emperor's body may be dying.

Once the Son of Heaven is ill, where will the Duke of Zhenbei go? How to face the backlash in this world?

Sometimes just a little change of position, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but feel endless despair in his heart!

Whether it is a loyal minister or a rebellious minister!

There will only be one result, that is, the world is the enemy!

How utterly irreversible this would be!

But... how could Yuan Chonghuan not see that until now, everything this Duke of Zhenbei has done is for Daming, and he wants to change Daming and rejuvenate Daming!

However, looking at the world, there are a few people who will understand and support him!

How sad this is!

All kinds of thoughts flowed, but Yuan Chonghuan suddenly sneered, this **** world is indeed incomparably fucked!

He was determined to pacify Liaodong, but now he has joined forces with the Tartars. , fell into the boundless abyss.

The Marquis of Zhenbei has obviously more ambitious ambitions, but even now, he is already on top of a powder keg.

In this **** world, there is no way out for them who have to do practical things!

At this point, Yuan Chonghuan felt a lot better in his heart.

He wants to watch, and look carefully at how the Duke of Zhenbei, like him, slowly fell into the boundless abyss!

At this moment, even Yuan Chonghuan himself did not realize that his mental state at this moment seemed to be looking for some solace! Come to calm his self-blame at that moment!

In Dongjiang Town, Phi Island.

At the moment, Mao Wenlong was looking in the direction of Liao Town, to be precise, in the direction of Ningyuan City!

The process of the establishment of Dongjiang Town is a big drama of fighting against Liao Town openly and secretly. After fighting with Liao Town for so long, and with Yuan Chonghuan for so long, Mao Wenlong naturally knows very well what kind of urine the whole Liao Town is.

After all, they are both border towns, and they also have many things in common with the enemy's rear gold.

Just like the smuggling that often occurs in Liao Town, he is also doing it, and it is far more reckless than Liao Town. After all, his family in Dongjiang Town is not as big as Liao Town. The stall can be supported by him.

I begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother everywhere, and it was difficult to get any payment materials.

The only fortunate thing is that since the emperor ascended the throne, the support given by the court has obviously increased a lot. Food, grass, salaries, silver and ordnance have been sent batch after batch. In recent times, even Liao Town has not been as much as his Dongjiang.

This made him finally realize the treatment of Liaozhen that he envied before, and even, these days, it was more comfortable than Liaozhen.

But when he was about to show off with his old rival who had been fighting for many years, he found that his old rival, with the support of the imperial court significantly reduced, was still living a good life, even better than before. Be comfortable.

The intuition of fighting with Liao Zhen for many years told him that there was no doubt that there was something tricky about it. Naturally, he is extremely happy to take care of his opponent's pigtails!

He also knew what was the intention of today's child being so supportive of his Dongjiang Town.

It is just to balance the situation in Liaodong so that Liaodong will not be dominated by the Liaozhen family.

And this is what he has been working hard for all the time, otherwise, if he leaves it alone, Dongjiang Town has long since been scattered, how can it last until now!

Therefore, whether it is public or private, he is naturally extremely happy!

"It's too smooth, it shouldn't be..."

Mao Wenlong muttered to himself.

A guess has already surfaced in his mind~www.mtlnovel.com~ Mao Wenlong is a little unsure.

If that's the case, then the people in Liaozhen are really too courageous!

The current imperial court is different from the past!

If he really wants to be discovered by the imperial court, with the disposition of the emperor now, he will never give up!

Maybe it's a storm that shakes the world!

"This time, it's a bit big to play..."

Mao Wenlong was a little bit tongue-tied. Although he had thought about collaborating with the enemy at the beginning, after the court increased the support, he had put the idea behind him.

If you can be an upright man, why should you be a dog!

What's more, Tartar is not good at water, many times, but there is no way to take him!

However, if it really is the handle, even if he holds it, he still doesn't know where to start...

There are also many things he has to worry about, and it is impossible to do whatever he wants!

Chapter end

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