"withdraw!"

The rebel scouts fled in panic.

It stands to reason that this is the home ground of the rebels, and the Northern Xinjiang Army should just try it briefly and stop when it gets better.

Ning Yayun also thought the same way, "Second brother, it's time to go back."

"Chasing for a while longer!"

After a while, Ning Yayun said: "It's time to go."

"Chasing for a while longer!"

Wang Laoer keeps harvesting heads.

"Is that enough?" Ning Yayun said with a straight face.

"There's still a hundred dollars left!" Wang Laoer's mental arithmetic ability has improved a lot recently.

Ahead, a group of scouts were galloping towards them happily.

This is already close to Jianzhou.

"Strangle him!"

Rebel scouts cheered.

Wang Laoer led his men to turn a corner and went around from the flank.

The tail just missed the pursuers, and several northern Xinjiang scouts fell off their horses and were immediately killed.

But with this detour, Wang Laoer appeared behind the rebels.

The heads are flying one by one.

The rebels rushed towards Wang Laoer one after another.

"The king has ordered that whoever kills Wang and Lao will be promoted to the third level and receive a heavy reward!"

What a good start!

It's like the feeling of good luck.

Now, both sides are looking for this feeling.

Hundreds of riders rushed towards Wang Laoer from the front.

It is said that too many ants kill an elephant!

The rebel generals behind him were just overjoyed when they saw the old man next to Wang Laoer shaking the tail in his hand.

Countless horse tail hairs exploded suddenly and spurted out.

The row of rebels in front covered their faces and howled miserably as they fell off their horses.

Damn it!

The rebel general took a deep breath and asked:

"Who is that old man?"

The defeated soldiers behind shouted: "They said it was Ning Yayun!"

Ning Yayun!

Master of metaphysics!

Damn it!

"withdraw!"

…

"Your Majesty, the Northern Xinjiang Army has dispatched Ning Yayun."

Shi Zhongtang was surprised when he heard the news, "Metaphysics has been passed down for thousands of years. Is Ning Yayun considered a hero, but she was also driven to fight by Li Xuan?"

He Zun said: "Xuanxue left Chang'an to join Li Xuan, but in fact he became a vassal."

"Maybe!" Shi Zhongtang said lightly: "Even Ning Yayun used it, which shows that Li Xuan is uneasy."

Chunyu glanced at Wei Ming and said, "Your Majesty, the Northern Xinjiang Army took the lead in the scouting battle. Our army should fight back."

"It's time to fight back!"

Shi Zhongtang looked at Wei Ming and said, "Old Wei, go and host it!"

"Take orders!"

He Zun lowered his eyes slightly, not looking at Wei Ming who was looking at him.

Wei Ming stared at him for a moment, saw him lowering his head, and then went out.

That look was cold.

Shi Zhongtang looked at the document and suddenly raised his head, "Wei Ming is reckless, Lao He, please be patient!"

He Zun raised his head, smiled and said, "Yes."

…

The rebels responded immediately.

They no longer attack in small groups of scouts, but in large groups of cavalry, separated by several miles from each other, pulling a net to clear out the Northern Xinjiang army's scouts.

"That's more than people!"

Han Ji said: "It seems dull, but it is the best way."

Breaking it with force is the stupidest but also the most effective method.

"Is this going to be an early decisive battle?"

He Lianrong said.

Li Xuan was reading the document. The document was sent from Northern Xinjiang. It was a list of a new group of officials and needed Li Xuan's approval.

"There have been fewer self-recommended people in Northern Xinjiang recently." Li Xuan put the documents on the desk, raised his head and said, "It seems that many people are waiting for the outcome of this battle."

Later, Han Ji and He Lianrong went out to get some fresh air.

"It's right to sit on the fence, but the timing is wrong." Han Ji said sarcastically: "Those people don't know His Highness's temperament. Whoever bets on Northern Xinjiang at this time will be a minister who can be reused in the eyes of His Highness. Whoever sits on the fence at this time

, even great talents have to avoid those people in the eyes of His Highness."

Li Xuan doesn't rub sand in his eyes. A great talent is a great talent, but your great talent is uncertain. I'm sorry, even a great talent has to squat alone.

"Many people are afraid that they have collusion with Shi Ni. No, they are in contact." He Lianrong said with a smile.

"It's not surprising, there were quite a few of them in the last years of the Chen Kingdom."

In the last years of the Chen Dynasty, those families were betting everywhere, and those who sat on the fence were almost the same as Hongxing who was out of the fence.

Li Xuan was reviewing inside and wrote a line of words.

——Northern Xinjiang, come and go freely!

Immediately, Jiang Heer sorted out the documents and prepared to send them to Northern Xinjiang.

Han Ji looked for an opportunity and asked: "How will Your Highness deal with this matter?"

"confidential!"

Jiang Heer had a straight face.

Just as Han Ji smiled bitterly, Jiang He'er said: "His Royal Highness has stated that you can come and go freely in Northern Xinjiang."

Han Ji stroked his beard and smiled, "Those people will definitely regret it after this battle."

Jiang Heer gave the document to the messenger and came back immediately.

Li Xuan is reading a book.

Jiang He'er said: "Your Highness, Mr. Han asked about that matter earlier."

"knew."

Li Xuan nodded.

Jiang He'er couldn't help but be curious, "You can come and go freely, and His Highness is too tolerant of those who sit on the fence."

"I am lonely and have a broad mind."

Jiang He'er curled his lips, went out to find He Lianyan, and told him about it.

"Your Highness, if you leave, don't come back."

He Lianyan explained Li Xuan's annotation from this perspective.

"So relieved!"

Li Xuan couldn't help but smile when he heard Jiang He'er's voice.

He can be regarded as a model of starting from scratch. He only had a few kittens around him when he started. Most of the talents he dug out from the bottom, or even emerged by himself.
To be continued...