C18 Participation in Military Meetings

Soon, it was Yang Xia.

At that time, it was a relatively prosperous small city.

Döller had been sitting in the house the night before the expedition, looking worried.

Lan Yuwen knew that he had held a meeting in the morning, and that the generals were divided into the peace faction, the defense faction and the war faction. However, he did not express his opinion clearly.

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, "Logically speaking, we should defend Ye City and manage Hebei according to the rules. I'm also afraid that if we don't fight, we might miss out on a good opportunity."

She looked at the map on the table, "Mr. Portugal, why don't you take the wagon and horses to the north first and lead the army to spring? "After the heavy transport is gone, the army will slowly return. Where is there to be afraid of no place to advance or retreat to?"

"You think so too, Gracie?" he asked. That's what Yong once said. "

Ran Yong was no longer in Shi Xuan's army, but had served him personally. Geller, the importance he placed on Jean Yongzheng was beyond his imagination.

The next day, he led the army to the front.

The woman did not ask for a battle. She was left behind, so she did not know who would win or lose.

He spent the whole day wandering around the small town. At that time, even though it was known as a prefectural city, it was at most the size of an ordinary small town.

It stretched out two streets and was made of the same wood and stone.

Fortunately, there were still things to sell: candied fruits, beads, women's rouge, and pork and lamb. They were all sparse, but the price was incredibly high.

In the past three days, she had already eaten every single restaurant. She bought a large amount of indistinguishable items, but when she looked carefully, they were all glass beads. When she was tired, she just dropped them to the side and went to rest in a small tavern.

He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was tall and thin, with a face full of conceit and poverty. However, he did not look like an ordinary scholar. Instead, he appeared sunny and had a rather handsome temperament.

Compared to Shi Xuanyin's ruthlessness and his treachery, he had finally met a more normal man.

He was surprised to see a woman in men's clothing drinking in the tavern. However, he walked over casually. "Miss, may I sit?"

She had finished her drink and was slightly tipsy. "I don't have the money to buy wine."

He laughed out loud, "Return all the gold that you lost. I, Zhang Bin, will treat you today." As he spoke, he took off his robe, "Waiter, serve the food and wine."

This crazy bastard.

There was only one sword on its back. It was bright yellow and heavy, giving it the appearance of a travelling adventurer.

Blue Jade became interested.

The warm wine was served and they drank together.

Zhang Bin spoke with confidence and confidence. The entire journey was a national affair. He pointed at the mountains and pointed at the rivers as he spoke with great enthusiasm. Lan Yu recalled the servants who were complaining on the forums today.

However, he wasn't complaining. Even if it was just matters of the world, he was quite knowledgeable about them.

As it was getting late, he asked, "What is your name? "Where do you live?"

Bluejade thought of a play.

In the West Side, it was a common sight in the Peony Pavilion: "Little servant Mei Xiang."

In ancient times, maidservants were known as' plum blossoms'. In the current day, Miss Yan usually referred to the 'three accompanying girls'.

"Mei Xiang?"

She got up to say goodbye and went back a little tipsy.

Döller's gold house was located in a large camp outside the city. Naturally, she did not dare not go back for the night.

The squire said that the king was too busy with his duties to return within half a month.

She was bored.

The night was long, and no one was familiar with him. The next day, they went to a tavern.

Zhang Bin had been waiting for a long time to see her as if she was an old friend.

A few days of casual conversation actually gave birth to some feelings of reluctance.

One evening when she went back as usual, Zhang Bin grabbed her wrist and handed her a jade pendant. The jade was a light yellow with flaws.

Was this a token of love?

He rubbed his hands together, "The chaotic world is different, but believe me, the chaotic world will produce heroes too. I will definitely fight my way out. I'm going to leave this place too, and seek refuge with someone. "

She laughed and tossed the jade in her hand. When Jiang Ziya came out of the mountain, he was already 80 years old. His wife had to leave him for the rest of her life. He had returned home in glory, and was even going to humiliate them. Wang Baochuan had been guarding the cold kiln for 18 years. The first thing the man did when he returned was to play with the prodigal son in disguise and see if his woman had been able to protect that layer of film.

Men were always like this, never caring about the first half of a woman's life, the best years.

Zhang Bin was indeed scheming against Zhang Liang. How many years had it been since he had made a name for himself and gone through such smooth sailing?

It was now twenty-five, and by that time fifty, like the old wife of Dole, had long since left the church.

She threw the jade back. "Do you know who I am?"

He didn't know what she was talking about, so he suddenly hugged her and kissed her.

In the end, he was still a man of similar age and looks, so it wasn't like he didn't have a good impression of him. This kiss was actually filled with fear and trepidation. It was half a step and half a step. His arm was wrapped around his neck, and for the first time, he felt the sensation of falling in love.

The next day, he never went to Yang Xia city again, afraid that he would run into Zhang Bin again.

The first to return was the vanguard of Ran Yong Zeng. After the victory, his sinister face still didn't have a smile. He sent a jewellery box, saying that the King had sent it.

Bluejade looked at his face and thought of Golden City Martial Arts. She didn't know why, but she had always felt that Golden City Martial Arts were sinister and had never smiled so brightly. The only difference was that this man was much taller than Jin Cheng. He was muscular, gloomy, and had a lot more deterrent power.

Blue Jade always stayed away from him and didn't bother to say anything to him.

His days became even more boring, but fortunately, he was back.

Yang Xia suddenly clamored as a huge army of a hundred thousand was stationed outside the city.

Dressed in a military uniform, he greeted the division general and rode his horse as if he was looking forward to the future.

At a certain moment, he felt like a hero.

He brought back many female slaves that were allocated to the generals of all sizes.

War has always been like this, even though today, the United States has occupied Iraq, Afghanistan, and at any time there is news of rape.

Of course, it was impossible to demand too much from ancient men.

Lan Yu looked helplessly at the two beautiful girls by his side.

Even a woman could tell that a virgin who was about fifteen or sixteen years old was definitely a virgin.

Of course, filial piety was always the best.

Their attitude was respectful and submissive. When they spoke, they would address them as "servants", kneeling down every so often. They were more like a qualified mistress than her.

Of course, Blue Jade ignored him.

It's not like he's a wife. Who cares about hundreds of concubines?

The smile on his face was very amiable, even seeming as if he had been reunited after a long time. "Yu-mai, are you bored these days?"

She nodded frankly.

At the banquet, there was a dish that she had personally cooked. As the two of them drank, she raised her glass and congratulated him. "Your Majesty, this victory is truly a cause for celebration."

He shook his head. "It can't be considered a huge victory. Our situation is even more critical now."

"Why?"

"Duan Lan and the two hundred thousand strong army had a great battle with Xuan Ying. Xuan Ying was too conceited in the outside world and had always acted on his own initiative. Because of the bad weather, the more the loser, the less the victor, the more the morale. Tonight, I will convene a military council. "

She just poured him another drink.

"Yu Zhi, you are participating as well."

Yes, not consultation.

Although Lan Yu felt it was strange, she didn't ask and just followed him out.

The candles were burning, but because it was winter, the room was large and dark.

The people gathered here, known as the "god's camp," were all the think tanks of Geller.

As soon as Lan Yuwen sat down, she could tell that these people were all from the Southern Dynasty. They were all talented people on the network.

Everyone was also greatly surprised. The "Camp of Destiny" was a very important military location and had always been a forbidden area for women. They did not understand why their Lord would bring a girl to attend today. The only one who remained unmoved was Ran Yong Zeng.

Fortunately, those who disagreed with him were already in an intense dispute. Just like today's Western Parliament, they were on the verge of kicking and punching each other. Everyone felt that their views were correct and that they could not convince anyone. At this moment, although he saw a girl enter, he was not in the mood to ask. With a wave of his hand, the crowd immediately began to argue.

He was the ruler of a large clan, and at that time, there were traces of the democracy of the ancient tribes in his military camp.

No wonder they were so invincible, becoming the greatest kings of the north.

He waved his hand and turned to Jean Yong Zeng. "Yong Zeng, what do you say?"

Ran Yong once said calmly, "The Duan Clan's army has come from afar and fought with our army for a long time. Since they won consecutively, they must have believed that our army was weak and did not dare to fight. From what I've seen in the past few days, all the Elite Cavalry soldiers are strong and brave, especially Duan Lan. Almost all of the Elite soldiers are under Duan Lan's command. We can stay out of the fight for now and continue to show our weakness. Then, we will swiftly dig more than twenty secret gates in the northern part of the city, waiting for the enemy to line up. When the enemy's formation is not yet set up, we will catch them off guard and rush straight to Duan Lan's tent.

A person interjected with a beaming smile, "Right, right. This is called 'Thunderstorm Fetters'. When Duan Lan's troops were routed, the remaining enemy troops would no longer be a threat. "If the King were to do as he has planned and build hidden doors to guard against his enemies, he would definitely have a great victory …"

Lan Yuwen suddenly felt her throat rise.

The one who stood up was the skinny and tall Zhang Bin.