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Chapter 462 The Golden Scales Are In The Pool(1/3)

"The enemy is attacking on the left wing!"

"The enemy is attacking our food route!"

"Ms. sir, the enemy army..."

The number of King Qin's troops increased, and even the common people gathered spontaneously and began to harass the small group of Tang troops who were collecting food.

"This is the vast ocean!"

Zhang Huan sighed.

Zhang Chumao said in a deep voice: "Ms. sir, just get the money and leave! If you delay it any longer, I'll be worried... that I won't be able to leave!"

The King of Yue coughed dryly and said, "We have already won a great victory, so it would be inappropriate to add extra trouble!"

They have gained the foundation of politics and no longer need to take risks.

The King of Yue said with a smile: "Yang Shijun has a good idea, but the overall situation is more important at this moment!"

Zhang Chumao put the tea cup on the table. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. It was very heavy.

Boom!

Zhang Chumao said calmly: "Once the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Zhou Dynasty form a joint force, our army will fall into the vast ocean. Let's leave as soon as possible!"

Yang Xuan was away, so Zhou Zun naturally had to speak for his son-in-law, "Twenty cities, I have to give it a try."

When the twenty cities were mentioned, everyone was obviously a little uncomfortable.

Yang Xuan's move seemed a bit radical to Zhang Chumao and others, but to the emperor, it was a manifestation of loyalty.

Therefore, no matter how dissatisfied Zhang Chumao is, he can only endure it.

The King of Yue smiled and said: "I see, I will make a decision when the kings come again!"

We don’t blame Yang Xuan, but this matter should end here.

Zhang Huan pondered.

The army of King Qin of the Southern Zhou Dynasty arrived very quickly, which was beyond his expectation. This indirectly proved that Nian was still Zhengshuo in the eyes of the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

To maintain Zhengshuo is to maintain the stability of the overall situation.

Even illiterate people know this.

Only by being stable can you save your life.

Among the words passed down orally by the older generation, the most important one is: It is better to live than to die!

As long as they don't starve to death, the people will not resist.

A sergeant came in and said, "Ms. sir, the kings are here."

"Oh!" Zhang Huan made up his mind, "Yang Xuan is not here, Deputy Zhang should go and receive him!"

This is the suggestion to end this war. It's time for everyone to go home.

Zhang Chumao stood up and said, "My lord, don't worry."

He went out and took Wang Zhong to the negotiation room.

Zhang Huan and others are waiting for the results.

The tea was tasteless.

His head felt dizzy and he was in a daze.

Not interested in talking.

The cicadas chirping outside actually became better.

Very crisp!

Very pleasant.

My heart suddenly became homesick.

It's time to go home.

Look at my long-lost wife and children, look at those old friends, look at those familiar people.

Then, I lay on the bed at home, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the familiar smell.

Then, the soul gradually calmed down.

The sound of footsteps came.

Zhang Chumao appeared outside the door.

Looks ugly.

This is……

Failed!

Zhang Huan's eyebrows skipped a beat.

Zhou Zun sighed in his heart.

Zhang Chumao came in and said, "Ms. sir, they agreed!"



The gates of the three cities were wide open, and the people hid in their homes and did not go out. When the army left the city, more than ten officials were left to take over.

Yang Xuan led his men to take charge of one of the cities.

"Go check out the warehouse."

The official leading the way looked ugly, but he did not dare to refuse.

The warehouse is wide open and there is a lot of food.

"It is indeed a rich place!"

Yang Xuan couldn't help but praise.

The official said proudly: "The land in Dazhou is fertile and the climate is suitable for farming. It is normal to have two crops a year."

Yang Xuan grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it.

"Yes! It's just that all this belongs to the Tang Dynasty now!"

The official's face turned livid.

Someone once suggested that all the food and grass should be moved out, but Nian Xu flatly refused.

This battle left him physically and mentally exhausted.

He was not afraid that the war would continue, but he was worried that something big would happen between the DPRK and China.

Sun Shi and others are plotting ways to bury the old party in one fell swoop. The old party is also eyeing this opportunity, preparing to take action to restore its reputation.

The existence of Tang Jun was the trigger that triggered all this.

End it!

Nian Xu rejected this proposal with just three words.

Carloads of grain were pulled away. Zhou Zun looked at the increasing number on the booklet and said with satisfaction: "Tell Qinghe that there is no need to transport grain anymore."

Carloads of money were sent to the camp.

Yang Xuan and Wang Zhong watched side by side.

"Old Wang, I heard that you are going to be promoted this time?"

"Nothing."

"To be honest, if it were someone else, I think this negotiation would have collapsed."

"It would be bad for everyone if the talks fall apart."

"That's right, after the talks collapse, our army can only bite the bullet and fight on. Regardless of winning or losing, Bianjing will probably be in chaos!"

"hehe!"

"Sun Shi and others are staring at the old party, hoping that our army will receive good news again, and then use this to attack the old party."

"How come you are so familiar with the political situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Wang Zhong frowned.

"hehe!"

It was Yang Xuan's turn to reply.

"Mr. Yang, my husband is calling you."

Yang Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Old Wang, when will you go to Datang? I will sweep the bed and wait for you."

The kings held their hands and said, "It's better that you come to Bianjing! I'll treat you to a drink. I'll keep the best female actress in Bianjing for you!"

The battle is now over, and withdrawal is not a problem for Zhang Huan. Those so-called King Qin's troops, if they encounter the Tang army who have returned with a full load and no desires, whoever dares to take the initiative to attack will be seeking death.

So he was drinking tea very comfortably.
To be continued...
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