Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

Le Zhengming was born in a family of military generals. His ancestors have spilled blood on the frontier for generations. He is loyal to Wei, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other.

When he was young, his grandfather, father, uncle, and uncle were all defeated in a battle. The reason was not that the command failed, but that the surrounding friendly forces deliberately ignored their pleas for help.

They led 10,000+ troops and hundreds of thousands of alien coalition forces to fight fiercely on the prairie. In the end, none of them died, and the corpses were chopped into piles of minced meat and fed to the wolves outside the pass.

The news of the defeat spread back to Wei State, the monarch at that time pretended to shed a few tears and bestowed a few bolts of brocade, and the betrayal of the Lezheng family by the reinforcements was over.They died like dirt on the ground, and they were worthless except for others to step on.

If none of the subsequent generals could fight, and the foreign army approached year after year, and gradually penetrated into the hinterland of the Central Plains, the jealous Wei royal family would never use Le Zhengming again.

He grew up in such an environment of being persecuted and excluded. He was not loyal to Wei, but he had to be loyal to this land.

His desire to protect this world seems to have existed since birth.

Because of this, when the mighty Jie clan army attacked, he was actually determined to die, and the only thing he could care about was probably that cunning curly fox.He took pity on the other party who was still young, so he sent him away from afar.

He wanted Little Curly to live a good life with his own.

However, the result of this battle was completely beyond Le Zhengming's expectations.Firstly, he survived; secondly, most of his soldiers also survived; then, they also achieved a great victory, killing [-] Jie people without leaving any.

But he didn't know where the little curly hair would dismount, if they met a hundred thousand troops of the Jie tribe on the way...

Thinking of this, Le Zhengming's heart burned like a cannonball.

He briefly checked the battlefield, then raised his sword and shouted: "Soldiers, follow me to outflank Guancheng!"

Everyone's eyes were red in the hearty battle just now, and it was the time when the momentum was at its highest, so they all roared in response: "Outflank Guancheng and kill all the Jie people! Kill, kill, kill!"

The three consecutive "kill" words made everyone's eyes red, and they tightened their reins, and quickly marched towards Guancheng under the leadership of various lieutenants.

Le Zhengming ran at the forefront, his handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were constantly shining with emotions such as anxiety, regret, frustration, and fear.

If he had known that this battle could be won, he would never have let little curly hair leave.If Little Curly meets a Jie tribe on the way, what should he do if something happens to him?

A bloody scene unfolded in Le Zhengming's mind, making his eyes red and his heart burst.He kept clamping the horse's belly, urging the horse to run faster, and faster...

The next moment, he opened his eyes wide and froze on the spot.

I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing beside the mountain road in front of him, dressed in ordinary linen clothes, dressed like a commoner, his long hair with slightly curly hair was casually draped behind him, blown by the wind Scattered in all directions, her long and narrow eyes were as bright as cold stars in the sky, and the corners of her bright red lips curled into a pleasant arc.

Looking at it this way, he didn't look like an ordinary person at all, but more like a spirit in the mountains.

Facing the attack of tens of thousands of troops, he did not avoid it at all, and even waved his hand in a good mood.

Seeing this familiar face, Le Zhengming almost shed tears.

That's the little curly hair, the one who made him worry about it!

Le Zhengming rushed over more and more quickly, ran to the front and stretched out his arms, easily picked up the young man on the back of the horse, and continued to run forward with him.

The soldiers who followed were all stunned, but they didn't have time to ask about the boy's identity and the general's abnormal behavior.

"You didn't leave?" Le Zhengming asked in the swift wind.

"I said, I'll be where you are." Zhuang Li sat sideways in his lover's arms, gently opened his collar with his slender fingertips, revealing half of his shoulders with little red plums printed on it, with a half-smile He asked calmly: "We are already like this, don't you want to renege on your debt?"

Le Zhengming's eyes were immediately attracted by the creamy snow skin and the bright marks.He hastily pulled off the little curly's hand, gently covered the traces that made him dizzy and hot, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Of course I will take on the responsibility of taking care of you."

"Then you must promise me that no matter what the reason is in the future, you will not leave me alone." Zhuang Li poked his lover's hard chest, and the corner of his slightly raised mouth revealed the joy of having everything under control.

He knew that this person had never had anything to do with himself.

"Okay, I promise you, I will never let you leave me for half a step in the future." Le Zhengming was indeed led by the nose by the little curly hair.Although he had just met for a short time, he seemed to have been eaten to death by the other party.

However, this oath did not originate from persecution, but a commitment from the heart.He is here, and Little Curly is here, and they will never be separated in the future.

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Not long after the Ninth Prince and others left, the Jie tribe army launched a surprise attack on Guancheng.

General Xu, who was temporarily transferred to manage the city, was flattered at first, thinking that he could finally take Le Zhengming's place, but unexpectedly, he fell into exactly the same situation as Le Zhengming in a blink of an eye.

His own army was still stationed in Qiuzhuang, and he had not had time to dispatch it. Most of the troops in Guancheng did not obey his command.As soon as the enemy army came, the entire barracks was in chaos, and there was no way to launch an effective counterattack in the first place.

He released beacon smoke and flying pigeons to ask for help from the Ninth Prince who was still on the way, but there was no movement there.

Thinking about it, the Ninth Prince is the most beloved son of the new emperor, and he is very likely to aspire to the supreme throne in the future, so how could he let himself stand under the dangerous wall?

After an hour of hard fighting, no reinforcements came to manage the city. General Xu was in despair.He couldn't imagine what kind of disaster would happen when the enemy's horseshoe broke through the city gate.

These Jie people are beasts. They slaughtered the Han people wantonly like cattle and sheep. They also piled up the corpses of the Han people into tall towers and placed them on the grassland outside the pass, just to attract wolves to bite and vultures to peck. For their enjoyment.

They regard the land of the Central Plains as a hunting ground, and the Han people can only run wildly under their horseshoes, with no way of life or death.

Seeing the red army gathered under the city wall and the precarious city gate, General Xu actually shed tears of remorse on the spot.

If General Lezheng was still there, the frontier would never be trampled so far by the enemy.General Lezheng is Wei's god of Dinghai, what is Zhen Guogong Zhuang Ran?What the hell is Zhuang Xu, the fortune teller?Even the Ninth Prince and the New Emperor had to rely on General Lezheng's bravery to stay in the imperial city safely.

We soldiers are working hard on the front line, while the Ninth Princes and other dignitaries are enjoying high beds, soft pillows, fine clothes and fine food in the rear. What is the reason for this?

In desperation, General Xu had such a rebellious thought.

He went to the city wall, drew the bow and shot the arrow himself, but was almost shot to death by the enemy.

Still in shock, he suddenly heard someone shouting above his head: "It's General Lezheng! He's here to rescue him!"

"What? General Lezheng is not dead?" Xu Hui asked in horror.

There are [-] Jie troops on the Guancheng side, which means that there must be [-] on the Guandu side.[-] vs. [-], with such a disparity in strength, Le Zhengming didn't even die?

Xu Hui seriously suspected that he had heard wrong.

But the soldiers standing on the watchtower were very sure: "It's General Lezheng, I saw his tiger head flag! He copied it from behind!"

Xu Hui rushed up to the watchtower to take a few glances, and immediately shouted: "Open the city gate, open the city gate, let's go out and join General Lezheng!"

The few generals who refused to obey his commands before, opened the city gate without hesitation at this time, and rushed out on their horses. It can be seen from this how much prestige and weight the three words "Le Zhengming" have on the battlefield.

The Jie tribe also heard the call of "Le Zhengming", and the originally orderly offensive suddenly became chaotic.The Jie tribe at the tail of the team looked back, and saw a tiger-head flag with black stripes on a blue background fluttering in the strong wind, like a cloud of dark clouds, pressing down heavily.

"Le Zhengming is not dead! He is attacking!" This news caused all the Jie people to panic.They couldn't figure out how Le Zhengming could escape under the pressure of an [-] army.Does he know magic?

However, there is no time for the Jie army to think about this difficult problem.They were flanked by Wei's army from front to back, and the neatly arranged phalanx was scattered in all directions. They could only choose one direction and flee in random order.

These brave and skilled Jie people lost the courage to continue fighting after only meeting each other.

Le Zhengming was like a god of death falling from the sky, wielding a big knife to harvest their lives.

In just one hour, Guan Cheng had safely survived the crisis.

The people far away on the city tower raised their hands and cheered, and the soldiers near the battlefield also walked towards General Lezheng, with fanatical admiration and deep awe in their eyes.

However, Le Zhengming suddenly turned his horse's head around, ran to the back of the team, took out a thin and handsome young man from the wagon that was transporting food and grass, and let the other party sit on his shoulders, announcing with great pride: "This is my strategist, Zhuang Li, who formulated the new moon battle formation and brought you the final victory."

He carried the boy on his shoulders and wandered around the battlefield, like an extremely rich king showing off his priceless treasures.

"What? We were able to win the battle because of this military adviser?"

"When did we have a military division?"

"The Ninth Prince's military adviser is called Zhuang Xu, who is known as a fortune teller. This man is called Zhuang Li. Could it be that they are brothers?"

"Sure enough, he is a brother, otherwise how could he be so powerful?"

"It's just, how did we win the previous battle? I haven't figured it out yet!"

Surprised and puzzled, all the soldiers couldn't help discussing together, but a tall and strong black-faced lieutenant general sneered at the young man sitting on the general's shoulder.

What kind of military strategist is this Zhuang Li? He is clearly a timid, cowardly, yet extraordinarily arrogant and arrogant chicken!He can't even pretend to be dead, what real ability can he have?

"Mr. Zhuang, you are a military adviser, so you should tell us how we won the previous battle!" The black-faced lieutenant shouted loudly.

The rest of the soldiers also eagerly responded: "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhuang, tell us about it! We are still confused and confused at this moment!"

7480 was also very curious about this question. With two broken arms hanging, he endured the humiliation and asked, "Master, how did you win? Did you pick up some golden finger while I wasn't paying attention?"

Apart from the Lord God's golden finger, what else can make the host win so beautifully in a desperate situation?

Zhuang Li touched the center of his brow with his slender fingertips, and smiled quietly: "System, don't you understand? My biggest golden finger is always here."