It was snowing at the border, and the snowflakes dyed the mountains and plains covered in silver. Soldiers stood guard in the wind and snow, and snowflakes accumulated on their cold armor.
Deep in the military camp, in a tent,
Several generals are studying the sand table. The leader is a middle-aged man. His face is covered with wind and frost. The traces on the armor and the dark red blood lipids show his great military achievements.
This man is Chengyang Hou, one of the two major military princes in Yunzhou, a legendary figure who is famous all over the world for his outstanding military exploits.
"Master Marquis," a general pointed to a place on the sand table and said: "With this heavy snow truce, the White Lotus Sect will definitely take this opportunity to replenish its logistics, and this is a very suitable granary. When the snow stops, we can first Destroy this granary.”
The Marquis of Chengyang nodded slightly, with a serious expression, and said: "This is indeed a good idea and can be studied in this direction. However, what I am most worried about now is when the supplies from the imperial court will arrive. The White Lotus Sect cannot delay them. Come on, we can’t afford to delay either!”
"Humph, the imperial court," a general said dissatisfied: "We are fighting life and death on the front line. All the officials in the imperial court are only concerned about our lives and dreams. They will not care about our life and death. Once the supplies are here, it will be an eye-opener for God to achieve anything." !”
There was silence in the camp.
The actions of the imperial court now really chill the soldiers of the three armies.
If it weren't for the imperial court's delay in sending supplies, why would they be fighting a protracted war with the White Lotus Sect here?
The Marquis of Chengyang sighed and said, "It doesn't matter if our own brothers say something like this. Don't talk nonsense outside. People who are interested will be in trouble if they hear it!"
"Humph," a young general muttered: "Some people are not good at fighting, but they are very good at fighting for power behind the scenes. Our Marquis is devoted to the country and loyal, but there are always people who want to blame our Marquis for the loss of Longguan. On my body..."
"Okay," the Marquis of Chengyang scolded in a deep voice: "You are not allowed to say such words in the future. Longguan was lost and I was unable to rush to rescue in time. I cannot shirk this responsibility."
"Why," said a general, "They made their own plan without notifying our Chengyang Army at all, and now they blame us if they lose. What kind of logic does this make?"
Just then,
There was a report from a soldier outside the door: "Marshal Qi, Mr. Qin You, the Supervisor of Qin Tian Jian, is asking for an audience."
Marquis Chengyang frowned.
In the camp, all the generals had ugly expressions.
"It's Qin Tianjian again. If he doesn't succeed enough and fails too much, he knows he's in trouble!"
"You're really using chicken feathers as arrows, and it's even bothering our military."
"Master Hou, this Qin You has always been close to Liu Hou and is trying every possible means to frame you. I'm afraid the person who came here is evil!"
"Master Hou..."
The Marquis of Chengyang waved his hand, indicating to the generals to stay, and one person left the camp.
soon,
The Marquis of Chengyang entered a small tent. As soon as he entered, he saw an old man with white hair in a long gown sitting on the side of a brazier, holding a stick in his hand and fidgeting with the charcoal fire.
"Qin Jianzheng, long time no see." Cheng Yanghou said.
The old man slowly raised his head, his face was slender, his chin was slightly fluttering in the night wind, and the breath on his body was filled with an indescribable feeling. He stood up slowly, smiled and said with a smile: "It's not too bad to come to Chengyang Marquis. Welcome, sir."
The Marquis of Chengyang said calmly: "Qin Jianzheng was joking. I am quite willing to deal with you. However, Qin Jianzheng has always had some misunderstandings about me."
"Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, let time prove it!" Qin You stood up and said, "I took the liberty of visiting to express my condolences to Lord Marquis!"
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Chengyang Hou's eyes,
His son Ling Jing died in Linjiang City. Although the news has not spread yet, he already knew it.
"Is Supervisor Qin just taking pleasure in others' misfortune?" Marquis Chengyang said coldly.
Qin You waved his hand and said: "Master Hou misunderstood, I am here to deliver something."
After that, Qin You took out a few letters and handed them to the Marquis of Chengyang.
Marquis Chengyang took the letters and looked at them. They were all things that Ling Jing died suddenly and had no time to deal with.
Marquis Chengyang put away the letter, his expression unchanged, and asked: "What are your conditions."
Qin You said: "First, the border war is suspended now. Lord Marquis, I don't want the military to have internal strife at this stage. Second, Prince Ling sacrificed his life for the country and died in Jimingyi."
Marquis Chengyang pondered for a long time and nodded slowly.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Qin You smiled slightly, turned around and walked out of the tent, disappearing into the wind and snow.
Watching Qin You disappear, Chengyang Marquis snorted coldly and said towards the empty tent: "Notify the government to stop all retaliation against Linjiang City."
In the camp, a slight fluctuation of vitality suddenly appeared.
An illusory figure appeared behind Chengyang Marquis, cupped his hands and said: "Master Marquis, the prince died in Linjiang City, just forget it?"
The Marquis of Chengyang narrowed his eyes and said, "Qin You is here in person, and Jing'er has left so many traces that have not been dealt with. Let's end this matter!"
The illusory figure hesitated and said: "But, how do you explain to the madam?"
The Marquis of Chengyang thought for a while and said: "Linjiang City cannot be liquidated. Qin You's favorite disciple Yang Yunzhi is in Linjiang City. With Yang Yunzhi's methods, if I force liquidation now, he can really make the Chengyang army fly. Dog jump, as for Madam, just take the head of Jing'er's murderer to the house."
"Yes, I understand," the figure bowed and suddenly said: "By the way, Mr. Marquis, that person who doesn't know whether to live or die is called Gu Zhan. He also killed Qi Baiyu's younger brother Qi Qianyu. It is said that , Qi Baiyu personally left Weishui for revenge."
"What do you care about?"
"Gu Zhan."
"Yes, where is that boy named Gu Zhan now?" Marquis Chengyang asked.
"Still investigating," the figure said, "Yang Yunzhi blocked the news before, and the kid escaped during that time. Now we are conducting surveillance, and we have determined that the kid went to Yunxi!"
The Marquis of Chengyang pondered for a while and said: "Don't let that kid successfully enter Yunxi, otherwise, Yunxi will be in trouble. If that kid has successfully entered Yunxi, let Qi Baiyu kill him. Well, that's right. , do not use the power of the government throughout the entire process, so as not to leave unnecessary clues.
In addition, go back and tell Madam, so that he can rest assured that I will liquidate those people in Linjiang City. When the time is right, I will let everyone in the city be buried with Jing'er! "
"My subordinate understands."
The illusory figure cupped its hands and slowly disappeared.
In the empty camp, only the Marquis of Chengyang was left alone, quietly looking at the flying snowflakes outside. He sighed softly and said, "Jing'er, don't worry, you can count as much as you have. Dad will take care of you." Let them all go down and bury you with you, but dad can’t take action directly now!”
Chengyang Hou clenched his fists and said coldly: "Liu Hou, Qin You, Yang Yunzhi... you all deserve to die!"
