Da Bong fights more people

There are five words written on the sign: Xu Yinluo's younger brother.

Xu Yinluo's younger brother? !Huang Xian'er's voice was soft, like being coquettish, and she said in a coquettish voice, "What's the meaning of this?"

Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes, opened them slightly, and finally realized: "No wonder, no wonder! It turns out that Lord Xu is the younger brother of Xu Qi'an, the great Feng Yingong."

There is a secret room in Baishoubu, which is dedicated to storing confidential files. Behind this secret room is Baishoubu's huge intelligence network, and the leader of this intelligence network is Pei Manxilou, who is called a nerd by the barbarians.

He once wrote the legendary silver gong of Dafeng himself.

Rising at the end of the year of Jingcha, it has been less than a year since then, from a mediocre Changle County Kuaishou to the brightest star in Dafeng.

His talent is terrifying, but what makes people fear the most is definitely not his combat power, but his reputation that can be said to respond to everyone.

After the Chuzhou City Massacre, his reputation reached its peak, a sighing peak.

How great is this prestige? Pei Manxilou's evaluation at the time was that all the millions of people in the capital love him.But now, after witnessing the power of a wooden sign, he decided to add another one after returning to the barbarians: blessing and family.

Huang Xian'er obviously also thought of the legendary Yin Gong, with a look of surprise.

Among our protoss, only the leader has such prestige. Huang Xian'er is looking forward to this trip to the capital even more.

The barbarians have the blood of gods and demons, and they have always called themselves gods.

In the welcome of the people in the capital, Xu Xinnian led the demonic mission into the post station.

After the embassy was settled, Xu Xinnian, who was sent by Emperor Yuan Jing to do hard work, was forced to stay in Pei Manxilou, stayed for half an hour, and then hurriedly resigned.

He didn't report back to the yamen either, he was absent from work for half a day, and went home leisurely.

"Elder brother is already a rare outstanding person. I didn't expect this younger brother to have a sharp tongue and good talent." Pei Man Xilou saw off Xu New Year and sat in the yard drinking tea.

For half an hour, the other party was able to pick up every allusion he said. He talked about history and scriptures. Barbed, sarcastic.

Huang Xian'er sat on the stone bench, intentionally posing in a provocative sitting posture, and made the postmen around her lose their minds. Hearing this, she snorted coquettishly:

"Just a stinky scholar who doesn't understand style."

She kept hinting and seducing on the way, but who would have thought that the smelly scholar would turn a blind eye and really wink at the blind man.

Huang Xian'er ate the dried fruit and dried meat on the stone table, and asked, "Tomorrow, you will go to the palace to meet the emperor of the human race. What are your plans? If you are not sure about moving back to rescue soldiers in a short time, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

Pei Man Xilou dismissed the postmen in the yard, and said with a smile, "How do you deal with it?"

Huang Xian'er yawned with a lazy and charming posture:

"Then I won't go back to the north. Isn't it better to choose a high-ranking official in the capital and be a concubine than to go back to the north and be punished. I'm not afraid of revenge from the tribe, right? There is a prison in the capital overlooking it, and none of our gods dare to come .”

Pei Manxilou smiled and said: "If you want Dafeng to send troops to help our Protoss, it is inevitable to cede benefits. The meaning of my coming here is nothing more than "bargaining".

"The Protoss wanted to be generous and lost the opportunity. If we want to be equal to each other, we have to hit their spirit and arrogance first. They respect you three points before they can give you three points at the negotiating table.

"Of course, you still need your fox department to contribute beyond the negotiating table. Among the three poisons of alcohol, sex, and money, sex takes the lead."

Xuan Yin, a boy with vertical pupils, found an opportunity to interrupt, and snorted coldly: "The human race is as humble as ants. In ancient times, it was the blood of our gods and demon ancestors. Even now that the age of gods and demons is over, human civilians are still food."

He knew that the mission came to Dafeng this time to ask for help, but he still looked down on the weak human race.

Pei Manxilou glanced at him, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"These words are for private talk, if you dare to speak freely outside, I will peel your skin."

Xuan Yin curled her lips: "I know, I didn't say it until the postman left."

Pei Manxilou took out a small box from the tribute he was carrying this time. He opened the box carefully and solemnly, and there were books in it.

These books all have a common name: "Beizhai Dadian"

"Beizhai is my bookstore. I have been fond of reading since I was a child. I didn't seek deep understanding. I could only memorize it by rote. Later, I went south with my tribe to plunder human scholars. In the first three years, I listened to their lectures. In the middle three years, I discussed with them. The last three years In the past year, the scholars who could be looted in the northern border, no one can match me in knowledge.

"That year, I dyed my hair black to study in the south. When I was 20 years old, I suddenly had the idea of ​​writing a book. After studying in the Central Plains for ten years, I compiled and revised what I learned into a book. At that time, there was no What would you like to name the book.

"It wasn't until I returned to the tribe and Bei Zhai's bookstore that I suddenly understood what it should be called. After six years of hard work, "Beizhai Dadian" finally came out.

"This book is voluminous, with a total of [-] volumes, covering the history of scholars, agriculture, industry, commerce, astronomy, geography. Didn't Dafeng say that I am a monster without history? In fact, there is, because they haven't seen the Bei Zhai ceremony. Dafeng's If the historian reads this book, he must be ecstatic.

"Of course, what I am most proud of in my life is the art of war. I have read almost all of Dafeng's art of war. Leaving aside the works of the predecessors, the real art of war in this world is "The Art of War" written by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of Yunlu Academy. "Six Shus". It is good, but it pays too much attention to the role of practitioners in war.

"Ignored the importance of ordinary soldiers in war. If practitioners are eliminated and only ordinary soldiers remain, then his "Six Shus of the Art of War" will be nonsense."

Huang Xian'er was drowsy when she heard it, and finally became interested when she heard the art of war, and asked:

"The role that mortals can play in battle is small, so what's wrong with focusing on the role of practitioners."

Pei Manxilou shook his head:

"Do you know why Wei Yuan was able to win the Battle of Shanhaiguan? How did he get his reputation as a military god? Only Wei Yuan can use ordinary soldiers with amazing strokes. He is the real leader. Eliminate practitioners and only use ordinary soldiers If so, give Wei Yuan an army of 50, and he can sweep Kyushu.

"I have studied the battle back then. More than a million troops were invested by all parties, and the number of ordinary soldiers has accumulated to a terrifying level. When this force is perfectly controlled and dispatched, it will be invincible."

It's very powerful, but I don't understand Huang Xian'er said with a smile: "You say I'm going to seduce Wei Yuan, if we can get rid of him, then we'll be considered successful this time."

"You don't want to live anymore?" Pei Man Xilou asked back.

Huang Xian'er giggled coquettishly, full of charm.

Of course, she just casually said that she could be selected as one of the leaders of the mission. She is an extremely intelligent banshee.

The next day, the demon mission entered the palace to face the saint, passed through the Meridian Gate, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and met the emperor in the Golden Luan Hall.

Along the way, Huang Xian'er didn't have the slightest sense of meeting the king of a country, she looked at her charmingly, hooked up with guards, ministers, and all the men on the way.

Entering the Golden Luan Hall, there are princes on both sides, and Emperor Yuan Jing sits high on the dragon chair.

Only then did Huang Xian'er put away her flattery a little bit, and still paid her respects to the emperor in a coquettish voice.

Afterwards, the monster and barbarian tribes paid tribute to Emperor Yuan Jing. Besides the tribute, there were also three charming fox women who were top-grade cauldrons.

When foreigners pay tribute, it is normal for there to be beauties in the tribute.

After the old eunuch finished singing, Emperor Yuan Jing spoke with satisfaction and said:

"I heard that the war in the north is in full swing, and I am also very worried. However, the autumn harvest is approaching, and the people are busy with the autumn harvest, so they can't mobilize troops to go north. I am writing a military book for the Imperial Academy, hoping to help you resist foreign enemies."

Let me first express the difficulties of the imperial court. The autumn harvest is coming to an end, so it is not appropriate to start a war lightly.Then send the book of war to show the strength of Dafeng Bingdao.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! May Dafeng and our Protoss form a covenant forever, and the friendship will last forever." Pei Manxilou knelt down on the ground, respectful.

After the meeting, Pei Manxilou did not mention a word of asking for help until he left.