After hearing this, 08 became more and more confused: "Host, aren't you going to the battlefield?"
Yu Guang opened the page of the book again: "I am a scholar. If you can solve the problem with money, don't use force."
She is not a person who advocates violence.
Looking at the fire avoidance album in Yu Guang's hand, 08: "..." Would scholars read this kind of book...
General Cen stood on the city wall, listening to the old man Hardanbaatar's constant provocation below.
This situation has been going on for several days, why can the old man still shout out?
Everyone said that Uncle Changbei would come to take over the three cities in the North, but they didn't know when he would arrive.
Uncle Chang Bei is a general who has taken off his armor, and her arrival is also a help to him. At least he can have someone to discuss what tactics to use.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Hardan Bartel provoking him again below, and actually broke the city flag on the wall with an arrow.
Then came Hardanbaatar's laughter: "Central Plains people, you shy turtles don't even dare to challenge me."
Behind him, other soldiers laughed wildly in agreement: "People from the Central Plains dare not come out, they are afraid of death..."
Then there was another round of laughter.
Cen Mo covered his heart and said: Calm down, you must calm down. Luocheng has insufficient troops now. If you rush out of the city, you will easily be captured.
At that time, he will become the sinner of the dynasty.
Just drag it and drag it again...
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a soldier coming to report in a hurry: "General, Marquis Changbei is here."
Hearing this, Cen Mo's eyes suddenly burst with light: "We are finally here, please come up quickly."
He had met his uncle three years ago, and he had the impression that she was a woman who was a master of war. He never expected that one day they would fight side by side.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw from the corner of his eye a man in smart clothing walking up the city wall under the guidance of a guard.
Seeing the face that was no different from the one in his memory, Cen Mo quickly approached him and said, "Uncle, I haven't seen you for many years. My uncle's style remains the same."
The yelling and cursing below continued, and the two exchanged a few words. Cen Mo quickly informed Yu Guang of the current situation, and finally handed over to Yu Guang: "I don't know what my uncle has planned."
It wasn't that he was afraid of death and didn't dare to go out to fight, it was just that Hardanbaatar drove many victims under the city wall.
These people were dressed in the clothes of the common people of the imperial dynasty, shouting for help, so that he could not tell whether these people were from the imperial dynasty or female agents pretending to be dynasty people.
He could not order the execution of people before identifying them.
But if they go out of the city to fight, these people will definitely take advantage of the chaos and rush into the city...
No matter how you think about it, it's very passive, so you need to think about it in the long term.
After General Cen finished telling the story with a heavy face, he pushed up his glasses out of the corner of his eye and said, "Just go back and point out five thousand soldiers and horses, and then hand over Luocheng to me."
Seeing the peripheral vision driving people away so brightly, General Cen frowned slightly: "Uncle, I'm here to help."
Why do I feel that my uncle is so different now from three years ago?
It seems a bit irresponsible.
From the corner of his eye, he seemed not to notice General Cen's dissatisfaction, and smiled at General Cen and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
General Cen: "..." At this time, can we discuss something serious?
After speaking to General Tong Cen, he walked to the edge of the city wall with his hands behind his hands, and then jumped off the city wall directly by pulling a rope. ….
General Cen didn't realize what he was planning out of his peripheral vision at first. He was instantly alert when he heard the exclamations from the wall soldiers. He hurriedly lay on the wall and looked down: "Uncle."
Isn't it said that this fief was requested by the uncle himself and His Majesty? Why did the uncle commit suicide? Maybe there are other hidden reasons in this.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw out of the corner of his eye that he was already pulling on the rope and standing safely on the snow.
General Cen: "..." My uncle is very handsome, but he just needs a beating.
Since it was winter, there was a thick layer of snow under the wall.
The soldiers guarding the city came down every day to clean up, and the snow was pushed against the wall.
If you look carefully, you can see that it is actually a person tall.
Normally, if someone fell from the city wall, they would at least fall into a snow cave, but Yu Guang stood steadily on the snow, leaving only a shallow layer of footprints.
Looking at Yu Guang's movements, 08 couldn't help but say "Wow": His host's 13-pack is definitely worth full marks.
No, his host can obviously jump down without the help of a rope.
Could it be that people are getting older and are afraid of falling to death?
Just as he was thinking about it, 08 felt his eyes go dark, and he was tied up tightly with his little quilt and pinned directly to the bed.
08: "..." If you have something to say, you can't say it directly, and you have to do this cruel thing!
Hardanbaatar did not expect that just as he was calling for formation, a person suddenly flew down from the city wall.
After being stunned for a moment, Hardanbaatar raised his head and said, "The useless Central Plains people like to do these flashy things."
No matter how good your skills are, there is not just one person.
While Hardanbaatar was thinking, Yu Guang had slowly walked up to his army.
The soldier guarding the front instantly flashed his spear and looked at Yu Guang with a wary look on his face.
There was a calm smile on Yu Guang's face: "Hadanbaatar, let's talk about a business!"
This is an ancient plane. Different from the order of the modern plane, the ancient order will more clearly show its side of the jungle.
Yu Guang has always regarded himself as a person who abides by the rules. No matter which plane he goes to, he can insist on doing as the Romans do.
But making money is her area of expertise.
If you can cooperate, you are her business partner.
If she cannot cooperate, she is the ancestor of her business partner.
She doesn't mind turning the race into a historical record if necessary.
Because making money must be done seriously.
Hearing his name being called directly from Yu Guang, Hardanbaatar pulled the reins of his horse and looked at Yu Guang with a gloomy expression.
The forward officer beside him laughed out of the corner of his eye from a few rows of soldiers away: "Woman from the Central Plains, you are so loud. The business you are talking about is probably not to entertain us overnight, but to charge us for the night crossing." ,LOL!"
Before he finished speaking, the forward officer suddenly let out a scream.
Then, his mouth split open on both sides, and the upper half of his head tilted back uncontrollably. The people standing behind him were so frightened that they all widened their eyes: "Mu Ren..."
What's going on? A good person can die as soon as he says he's dead.
Hardanbaatar tightened the reins in his hands: he had just seen that the woman came to Muren's side in just an instant, and cut Muren's head in half with just one knife.
The most terrifying thing is that after this woman killed the person, she actually went back to where she was.
This is a threat, no, it must be a threat.
This woman named Yu Guang was clearly threatening herself: in the same position, since she could kill Muren, she could naturally kill herself.
So Hardanbaatar's eyes were quite solemn: "Woman from the Central Plains, who are you and what do you want from me?"
Knowing that he had gained Hardanbat's "approval" through his actions, he looked at Hardanbatt with a smile from the corner of his eye: "Let's talk about what you have!".
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