"quick!"

The Jiangzhou army was beating horses and galloping.

Heliantong personally led the team.

No one cares about horsepower.

According to He Liantong, as long as Chenzhou and Taizhou are captured, all the horses will be worth it!

…

"quick!"

The Northern Xinjiang Army is on its way frantically.

Yang Xuan personally led the team.

He wished he could spread his wings and fly to Dexin City, slap the second son in the face first, then pat him on the head and praise him a few times.

At this moment, he would rather lose Taizhou than let Wang Laoer be trapped in a tight siege.

He Liantong was a veteran of the Northern Liao clan, a character who once made He Lianfeng fearful. How could it be that his fame was in vain?

Now Yang Xuan just hopes that the old man can fish out of his realm at home and do things slowly and calmly.

What is that called... being careful!

In other words, three sticks can't beat a fart.

Generally speaking, it is the temperament of people whose edges have been smoothed by life.

Isn’t Heliantong exactly the same?

The old thief led a team of people and rushed to the front.

Tu Shang was among them.

Passing two cities along the way, the defenders were so frightened when they saw them that they all huddled up.

But no one paid a second glance to the guards.

"What are you doing here?"

The defenders who thought they had escaped were very curious.

Then came the infantry.

A mass of foot soldiers were walking quickly.

The defenders trembled again.

Then, they found that no one was paying attention to them and the infantry walked away.

"Is this...not taking us seriously?"

"How about we go out of the city to pursue him?" Someone suggested.

"You go home!"

"Don't you want to make meritorious service?"

"Who will reward us after we have made meritorious service?"

The city was silent.

Lin Jun is good, he is good to the soldiers, and he is good to the people, but a traitor is a traitor.

Unless the rebellion succeeds, the soldiers will not be of the same mind as him.

…

Wang Laoer ordered the prisoners to repair the city wall, while he squatted on the city wall all day eating dried meat and staring into the distance in a daze.

"What do you think, second brother?"

The thin elder asked.

Wang Laoer chewed the dried meat in his mouth without delaying his speech, "This person is married, how come he feels vaguely different?"

The thin elder smiled and said, "Isn't that right? In the past, the little man had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry. At that time, he was very carefree and could do whatever he wanted. But after he got married, he saw that there was someone else on the pillow. Not long after, there were more children in the family. The little man

I can’t let go of this heart. A villain has to make money and hold up a sky for his wife and children. At any rate, he has to protect them from having to worry about food and clothing, and from being exposed to wind and rain."

"Hey! I know, I just feel uncomfortable sometimes." Wang Laoer sighed, "I still feel comfortable being alone."

"Keren must finally get married and have children!" said the fat elder.

"Yes! Otherwise, what's the point of having such a long guy?" The thin elder said in a more vulgar way.

Wang Laoer was a little depressed, "It would be nice if we could just be together at night."

The thin elder was happy. "Second brother, this is a beautiful idea!"

The fat elder said: "When we are married, two people are like one person, there is no way they can be separated."

"Hey!" Wang Laoer thought of Yang Xuan.

Yang Guogong likes to go home when he has nothing to do. He also enjoys being treated as a test subject for acupuncture by his wife. He is even more happy to be ridden by his second son as a big horse.

Some people say, Duke, you are a man who does great things, how could you do this?

Yang Xuan sneered at this: Those who want to do great things should put aside their wives and children? If you don't sweep one family, how can you sweep the world?!

Wang Laoer remembers that Widow Luo was standing nearby with a bright look on her face, as if she had some admiration for her.

"Second brother, the scout is back."

Wang Laoer threw the dried meat into his mouth, chewed it for a few times, swallowed it, clapped his hands and said, "Hurry up."

tight."

The team leading the team was on the top of the city, with a solemn look on their face, "Second brother, the Jiangzhou Army is out in force, and 20,000 cavalry are on the way."

Fuck me!

Wang Laoer stamped his feet. He wanted to run away, but then he thought, "How far is it?"

"Three hours at most!"

It's terrible!

Wang Laoer looked at the sky and gritted his teeth and said, "Look for women in the city who are good at needlework. Find more."

"What does second brother want a woman for?" someone asked.

"Go quickly!"

Wang Laoer stood on the top of the city, looking in the direction of Chenzhou, "My lord, come quickly!"

A group of women were gathered together, all a little uneasy.

Although the military discipline of the Northern Xinjiang Army was good, there were also reports of death camps burning, killing and looting after entering the city. The women looked at each other, turned around in tacit understanding, stretched out their hands and pulled hard behind.

Turn around again.

Peace in the world!

"Second brother is here."

Wang Laoer strode in, "They're all here!"

"yes!"

What does this guy want us to do?

Everyone looked up at Wang Laoer.

Rumor has it that this man enjoys hunting heads, but he looks innocent, like the silly boy next door!

"Make a flag!"

Make a flag?

…

The sun sets.

Heliantong looked ahead, "How far is it?"

The messenger said: "Your Majesty, there are still more than ten miles."

"Keep going, let's go down in one fell swoop!"

Heliantong ordered.

Traveling at night is too dangerous... Looking at the setting sun that is about to disappear at the end of the sky, how many cavalry will be lost along the way?

But King Lian Jiang doesn't care, who dares to question it?

So the 20,000 cavalrymen continued on their way.

There are infantry behind.

The sun sets, and between the sky and the earth, there is only a faint light from the end of the sky.
To be continued...