Yingzhou.
In the night, Yuan Tiangang was dressed in black armor, wearing a mask on his face, and walking alone in the forest outside Yingzhou City with his hands behind his back.
The night falls, the night is as dark as ink, and a mysterious atmosphere gradually fills the woods. The moonlight shines on the leaves, dissipating the noise of the day and giving the trees a silvery cloak. The breeze blows and the leaves rustle, like music in the woods.
In fact, the darkness in the woods is not scary, but makes people feel inexplicably peaceful. At this moment, in the night, the woods exude a special atmosphere. The air is filled with the fragrance of earth and plants. Occasionally, snakes and rats shuttle between the branches, making faint chirping sounds; nocturnal birds spread their wings and fly in the forest, cutting through the dark sky.
Suddenly, the evening wind blew by, and a few leaves fell from the branches. Yuan Tiangang raised his hand, and those leaves were taken into his palm by an inexplicable force.
With a slight cough, in an instant, an inexplicable fluctuation sounded, and the wind between the sky and the earth stopped flowing under the influence of some force majeure.
He threw the fallen leaves down casually. The leaves flipped and moved in the air, and finally fell peacefully to the ground.
Yuan Tiangang glanced briefly, taking in the hexagrams, and then took another step towards the distant Yingzhou City.
After he left, the wind resumed its flow, picking up the fallen leaves and carrying them with them to where they would fly.
Not long after, a figure walked out of the shadows and knelt down on one knee in front of Yuan Tiangang.
"See you, Marshal!" The man was dressed in purple and had a mask on his face. This was the standard costume of a bad person. He prostrated himself in front of Yuan Tiangang and said respectfully.
"In the land of Mobei, Yelu Ge has made up his mind to launch another rebellion." The man said respectfully in front of Yuan Tiangang.
"Yes." Yuan Tiangang nodded after hearing this.
"Commander, with all due respect, Yelu Lage, Yelu Diela, Yelu Yindishi, Yelu Anduan and others are no match for Yelu Abaoji and Shuliduo.
Even if they can achieve temporary power, they will be defeated sooner or later. "The bad guy looked at Yuan Tiangang in front of him and said respectfully.
Yelvhadi, the uncle of Yelu Abaoji, the instigator behind the Yelulag rebellion, no one would have thought that his true stance was just to survive.
That’s all.
Behind him, there is a big invisible hand, manipulating everything in the darkness.
Unfortunately, the world he lives in is too far away from the spirit of heaven and earth that shamanism believes in, but too close to Yuan Tiangang.
"Now that the Supervisory State is managing Hedong, internal and external troubles are endless, and Mobei is still too strong." Yuan Tiangang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, not knowing where his eyes ended up, he said.
Now that destiny has changed, the situation in this world should also change.
"Yes, Marshal." The man said nothing and only answered respectfully.
“Nomads in the border areas had to raise troops to plunder the borders of the Tang Dynasty every time there was a natural disaster or to store grain for the winter. Therefore, during the Tang Dynasty, a system to prevent autumn was gradually established.
But in my opinion, it’s still too troublesome. "Yuan Tiangang was still looking into the distance, and he said.
Support one faction of the Mobei forces and let them fight with the other faction. It is best to start a war with each other, and gradually guide the direction of the war from a small fight between the Mobei nobles to the Mobei people themselves. It's also out of control.
In the eyes of many people, war is a matter of killing, an iron horse, and a confrontation of power and intrigue. But in Yuan Tiangang's eyes, real war means the collapse of order and all the darkness that arises from it.
However, in Yuan Tiangang's eyes, the level of the Mobei people was really low, so he should just give it a rest.
"But if there are no people, there must be no need for looting." Yuan Tiangang's deep voice came from behind the mask.
Someone is always going to die. These people cannot be Li Xingyun's current people, and it is best not to be Li Xingyun's future people.
"Go, when the chaos breaks out, send Yelu Abaoji to the supervisor." Yuan Tiangang looked at the bad guy in front of him and said.
"Yes, Marshal." The bad guy's respectful tone remained the same as before.
In the dark night, Yuan Tiangang once again walked alone in the darkness, stepping into the distance step by step.
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"It seems that the fourth brother is very confident in that Li Xingyun." In a place that does not reach the sky or the earth, Li Cunli took off the hat he usually wore on his head and let his white hair fall. Sitting there, he looked at Li Cunren opposite.
His posture was different from the formal and formal posture that he always paid attention to. It was a little less solemn and a little more chic than usual.
But with his long hair hanging over his shoulders, he looked a bit more handsome than usual, which was actually... interesting.
"It's not that I have confidence in Li Xingyun, but in the person behind him." Li Cunren shook his head. Li Xingyun was very strong, even his adoptive father Li Keyong was no match for him, but he was still within the acceptable range. Yuan Tiangang... too strong.
"Yes, even eldest brother..." Li Cunli started, but was interrupted by Li Cunren.
"Sixth brother, although our adoptive father died, it may not be a disaster or a blessing for us. The eldest brother is now the King of Jin, and our good nephew Zhang Zifan has succeeded the Holy Master of Tongwen Hall.
In the Tongwen Hall, there are people who are both literary, Taoist and military, and can be entrusted with important responsibilities. You and I, we brothers are one inside and one outside, so why worry about the great cause not being prosperous?
By then, maybe we can earn a few more households? "Li Cunren looked at Li Cunli in front of him and said.
At this point, Li Cunli actually already somewhat wanted to agree.
First, as the head of Tongwen Hall, Li Cunli felt that there was no problem in being loyal to Li Siyuan, no matter who Li Siyuan's boss was.
Secondly, according to what Li Cunren said, following Li Xingyun might not lead you very far.
"How is the second brother doing now?" Li Cunli looked at Li Cunren in front of him and asked.
"Soon, there will be a battle between Li Cunxu and Jian Guo, but I think the final winner will be Jian Guo." Li Cunren looked at Li Cunli in front of him and said.
If we talk about the art of military formation alone, Li Cunxu's ability is indeed unmatched by anyone in the world, but it is often not just the art of military formation that determines the direction of a war.
"My subordinate Baer and others were all transferred to the second brother's subordinate, right?" Li Cunli looked at Li Cunren in front of him and asked.
"Don't worry, my nephew is now the Holy Master of Tongwen Hall." Li Cunren looked at Li Cunli in front of him and said.
The implication is that if the sky falls, the taller ones will hold it up.
"Oh, by the way, I invited two masters from Mobei on the orders of my adoptive father. These two people are very extraordinary. One of them is from the Mobei royal family and has the identity of Augu Gu." Li Cunli said road.
"Oh? The sixth brother Fang has just returned and has made such great achievements. This is really the envy of the fourth brother."
(End of chapter)
