The pride of heaven

Wang Ji sat in the hall of the Governor's Mansion carelessly: "Haha, Wang is convinced, convinced."

Zhong Ming curled his lips: "Brother Ji, what are you serving? General Luo? Or military division?"

Wang Ji scratched the back of his head and said with a chuckle, "All of them, all of them."

Cao Yuantu stroked his beard, nodded in agreement, and said, "I'm convinced too. The military master is resourceful and strategizing, and a mandarin duck formation can defeat the barbarian cavalry. The mystery of the law, if there are talents from generation to generation in the country, God bless me to have two generals and generals who are talented in culture and martial arts."

Li Junran: "Luo Yao's hard work in the battle of the saddle armor has paid off, and he will return to serve in the army from today on."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Luo Yao was delighted in his heart, but he did not respond indifferently on his face.

Li Junran raised his eyes to look at the crowd, and said loudly: "The seriously injured people in this battle stay in the city to recuperate, and the rest of the soldiers are ready to wait."

Cao Yuantu asked thoughtfully, "Your Highness, do you want to continue fighting?"

"Naturally." Li Junran sneered, "Wu Heng comes and invades from time to time, harassing our dynasty, and it goes round and round. Even if you come thousands of miles alone, you can't return empty-handed. If you can do it, I will do it again. If you can go, I will go back. This time, I must let Wu Heng know that I, Da Zhou, cannot be bullied."

Qi Mingjue's thin lips parted slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up with a touch of slyness: "Only when you know it hurts will you remember it forever."

Wuheng Camp

Yu Wenhu paced back and forth in the big tent, restless.

Meng Liang's face was anxious and hesitant, and finally he frowned and said: "Second son, the prince of Dazhou is now sitting in Yongliang, which is not the same as the original He Yaozu. Not only can we not take advantage of it, but we will lose our troops and generals. It is better for us to preserve our strength. Withdraw the troops for now."

Yu Wenhu frowned impatiently and scolded: "My son issued a military order to his father before he went out. It would be difficult for Huang Chong to return after he died in battle. How could we return empty-handed. Now Yong Liang is just sick. Yangzi, what is there to be afraid of?"

Meng Liang heard that his heart was not good, and he was very anxious. Today's Yongliang defenders are strong and brave, while Yuwenhu is competitive and triumphant. If he doesn't leave now, I'm afraid he won't give them a chance if he wants to go to Dazhou in the future. .

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, General Baima has led troops to attack the camp." The scout staggered into the tent and shouted.

The shouts of killing outside the camp were overwhelming, Meng Liang heaved a deep sigh, as expected, the crown prince really didn't want to be kind this week, he hurriedly took his weapons and went out to fight.

The warriors of the Great Zhou had already broken through several lines of defense in less than an instant, and the iron cavalry came directly at the main battalion. Wu Heng had already been defeated, blood flowed like a river, and countless casualties occurred.

The surrounding soldiers and guards stood beside Yu Wenhu and advised him with sad faces.

"Second son, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

"Second Young Master, let's go, if you don't go, it will be too late."

"Second Young Master, don't hesitate, you will always be tired of it~"

Yu Wenhu frowned and clenched his fists, the army was defeated like a mountain, how could he not know the truth of cutting off the tail to survive in such a situation, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Go, retreat, defend, calm, and cool." Yu Wenhu had already made up his mind, and the situation was stronger than others at this time, so it was better to stop and return to Pingliang to make a long-term plan, but the resentment in his heart made him forcefully squeezed out from between his teeth These few words.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding generals breathed a sigh of relief. If the second young master really wants to get mad and fight to the death, then the rest of their property will be buried with the second young master. It's just a few more innocent souls who died in vain.

"Brother, the people of Wuheng want to run away." Shouting, the big head has already raised his gun and is about to catch up.

Seeing the situation, Luo Yao yelled, "Don't chase after the poor."

Pingliang City

Yu Wenhu: "How about the loss?"

Meng Liang shook his head and said helplessly, "The loss is more than half."

When Yu Wenhu heard the words, he slapped the teacup in his hand and fell to the ground, his face was red with anger, all the generals were silent, looked at each other, and all exited the room.

The current head of the Yuwen family, Yu Wengui, is old. It is understandable that the eldest son Yu Wentai inherited the family business. However, Yu Wentai's biological mother, Yu Wengui's original wife, is fading and loving. The ground is biased towards the second son, and now the battle between the eldest son and the second son's heir has entered a fierce stage. The second son came to Yongliang this time for the so-called Sima Zhao's heart. It is the position of the head of the family.

Yu Wenhu's eyes were full of unwillingness and hatred.

Although he, the second son of a concubine, is favored by his father, he is neither a direct descendant nor an eldest son, and his prospects for inheriting the position of patriarch are slim. He originally wanted to take down Yongliang, make great contributions to the Yuwen family, and gain the support of his retainers. Then let his mother such as his wife blow the pillow, it is not impossible to make a comeback, he tried every means to ask his father to give him the Red Army, but he didn't want to be defeated by this sick young man of Dazhou, how could this make him willing.

Yuwenhu hated him even more, hated that he was born later than Yuwentai, hated that he was not born to his original partner, and hated his bad luck.

"Second Young Master is really willing to submit to others?"

"Who is here? How dare you break into my son's study." Although Yu Wenhu's words were convincing, his heart trembled. Not to mention himself, there were dozens of guards around him, but no one noticed the intrusion. the slightest breath.

A thin and dark middle-aged man quietly walked out of the darkness, with a pair of deep black eyes as sharp as a falcon, staring straight at Yu Wenhu, his eyes were full of hostility, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of madness.

"Xia Ye Sha was entrusted by someone to come to see the Second Young Master." The visitor said casually, showing no respect at all.

Before Yu Wenhu could open his mouth, Ye Fu narrated his future intentions, and then disappeared into the night.

"Night Fury, Night Fury, Night Fury..."

Yu Wenhu muttered the name repeatedly, he seemed to think of something, his pupils contracted immediately, and the muscles on his face twitched.

When Meng Liang came, what he saw was Yu Wenhu who was still in panic and excitement.

"Second son, think twice. I have heard that the evil master Ye Sha has been famous in Jianghu for a long time. His martial arts have reached perfection and he is better at using poison to disguise his appearance. No one has seen his true face." Meng Liang frowned, worried, "This man We have no way of verifying whether it is really Ye Fu, let alone the information he provided, and Ye Fu is a person from the Jianghu, who has no reason to intervene in the chaos between the two countries, and this person sending news at this time can be said to have ulterior motives, so we have to guard against it."

Yu Wenhu raised his eyebrows: "My son has no way out, so it's better to die and live."

Meng Liang: "The lord has always loved the second young master very much, as long as the second young master sincerely admits his mistake, the lord will not embarrass the second young master."

Yu Wenhu: "General Meng, you know that this time is different from the past. The casualties are the Tanma Red Army. My father will not embarrass me, but he will not pass on the position of Patriarch to me. I don't want to end up marrying others. Clothes."

Meng Liang persuaded again: "Everything is still uncertain, why should the second son be in a hurry and mess up his own position?"

Yu Wenhu raised his hand: "General Meng doesn't need to say too much, the winner is the king and the loser, no matter what the visitor wants, I am willing to fight with my back."

With a sigh, Meng Liang had no choice but to stop speaking. He has been on the battlefield for many years and can keenly feel that if what Ye Sha said is false, then this is a trap to lure the enemy. Taking the risk this time is tantamount to playing with fire and guns, but Yu Wenhu's firm eyes have already shown his decision, and there is no room for maneuver.