Long live the best

"Shh!"

"You fucking don't want to die?"

"This is the order of Wang Min's military division. A few days ago, another army wanted to join the Zhenbei Army and was recruited by the imperial capital!"

Someone said angrily: "It's this woman again, with a very vicious heart. The death of General Huang and the others must not be that simple. To put it bluntly, they were killed by her to exclude dissidents."

"Let's say a few words less. I heard that the higher-ups have been in a bad mood these past few days, especially Military Adviser Wang Min, who is moody."

"It is estimated that once the winter is over, we will start a war with the imperial court."

It was said that the eyes of many sergeants who couldn't get enough to eat showed a hint of worry in unison.

A large account of the Chinese army.

Singing and dancing, wine and meat are plentiful. Compared with the military tents of soldiers in the harsh winter outside, it is simply a paradise on earth.

"Great governor, come here!"

"It tore people's skirts."

"Giggle."

A woman's delicate laughter came out, with infinite ambiguity.

The drunken Sima Zong, with red cheeks, staggered after Mei Ji, even his armor was scattered, he didn't look like the leader of the three armies.

"Governor, Wang Min's army division is here!"

Someone came in anxiously to report.

Immediately, Sima Zong was half awake from his drunkenness.

His eyes widened, and he said anxiously: "Quick, clean up quickly!"

"Beauty, step back quickly, step back first!"

The three disheveled and graceful girls left the big tent with unwilling expressions on their faces.

Just as the three girls were leaving the army tent, Wang Min, dressed in a red dress reaching the ground, came in full of aura.

The two passed by.

The three Miaoman women quickly restrained their obsequiousness, and made a subtle eye contact with Wang Min.

Then, Wang Min glanced at the mess in the big tent, and the peace of singing and dancing, the red lips couldn't help but raised a ghostly arc.

Embarrassed, Sima Zong immediately stepped forward to greet him, "Men Master, you are here."

"Hiccup~"

He let out a belch, and said with panic on his face: "Men, I'm sorry, I just finished my business and wanted to relax, so... then..."

In the depths of Wang Min's peach-like eyes, there was some contempt and disgust.

But Zhu Lips had a touching smile on her face, and said sweetly: "The governor has a lot of work to do every day, so it's right to take some time to relax."

As she spoke, she swayed and walked into the big tent step by step.

But Sima Zong, the great governor, followed behind like a follower.

"What the teacher said is, I don't know what is the reason for your sudden visit?"

Wang Min sat down, with the royal demeanor of the past, noble, glamorous, and full of aura! !

Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she said: "The governor, please sit down."

"I'm here to tell you that the plan failed, and Gongsun Zan was too useless. Not only was he killed, he also killed many of my subordinates."

"In addition, the Chaotian Temple has become the emperor's dinner, so I dare not touch it."

"what!!"

A scream!

Sima Zong's butt that had just sat down immediately bounced up.

He was completely sober from alcohol, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

Immediately, he frowned, clenched his fist and said: "This trash, not enough to succeed, more than to fail!"

"Then how are we going to carry out our plan to cause chaos inside the pass?"

"We in Xiliang still need time!"

Wang Min smiled contemptuously, thinking that you are also a waste, aren't you?

Her jade hands gently caressed her temples, silently, she was absolutely gorgeous!

Lightly parting her red lips: "Great Governor, this is only the second thing, I haven't mentioned the bigger trouble yet."

Chapter 289

Sima Zong was fascinated by her eyes, and immediately came back to his senses.

A look of pig's liver appeared on his face, and he asked nervously: "Men... what troubles do you have?"

Although Wang Min was angry, his face was always calm and calm, very charming.

He said indifferently: "The emperor issued a death order and sealed off the border line. We can't smuggle talents from the pass to Xiliang."

"In other words, food, tools, and ironware cannot be transported back from the pass."

heard.

bang.

Sima Zong slumped on the chair, his face lost.

"What can I do, all plans have been destroyed by that dog emperor!"

He was a little decadent, and suddenly raised his head to look at Wang Min, almost begging: "Men, what should I do? You must have a way!"

"You have a very wide layout in the pass. Is there any way to get some more supplies to Xiliang, otherwise, once the winter is over, King Zhenbei and Xiao Jian's troops may come to kill them!"

Wang Min's beautiful eyes were also a little irritated, he had already scolded Qin Yun thousands of times.

He said displeasedly: "Governor, my people have suffered heavy losses in the customs. If we invest in people to smuggle supplies again, it will only be moths to the flame."