Chapter 1011 Black Flags Roll Up Dust!

A pixiu whose scales shimmered with a black luster was lowering its head and eating fodder. Its fodder had quite a bit of dried meat added to it, much better than the rations of ordinary soldiers.

Two auxiliary soldiers, one using an iron brush to groom its fur, the other wielding a large rasp, were trimming its claws.

Taking care of a pixiu was much more troublesome than taking care of ordinary warhorses.

Taking care of the Great General's pixiu was even more troublesome than taking care of the pixiu of the Heavy Armored Iron Cavalry Battalion.

However, these two experienced auxiliary soldiers didn't feel anything about it because they had heard from their colleagues that

the Prince's pixiu,

was truly difficult to serve.

"We've finally made it out of the mountains."

"Yeah, ahead is the Jiangnan region of the Qian, said to be a place like a flower."

After the two auxiliary soldiers finished their work, the pixiu lay down, and they lay down to rest as well.

"There's going to be a battle."

"That's right, there's going to be a battle."

At this moment, a guard from the commander's tent walked over.

The two auxiliary soldiers immediately stood up. The guard didn't reprimand them for slacking off; taking a break after finishing their work was only human nature.

The guard stepped forward and patted the pixiu.

The pixiu rose, shook its body, warmed up in advance, and followed the guard to find its master.

Everyone was familiar with the Prince's pixiu, and they were also familiar with the pixiu of the Heavy Armored Iron Cavalry Battalion, but to be honest, their own Great General's pixiu already had five or six parts of the spirit of a pixiu.

The soldiers didn't know anything about the influence of baleful aura entering the body on the bloodline of a demon beast, but their guesses weren't far off.

A figure like their own Great General, a knife, a bow, used by the Great General for a long time, would no longer be ordinary items, let alone a mount that was already spiritual?

In fact, the Great General of Jinyun, Liang Cheng, didn't have a great reputation outside.

Because most of the outside world's attention would fall on the Prince of Jinyun.

But in the Jinyun army, Liang Cheng's status was actually very, very high.

Because for the past dozen years, apart from occasionally fighting battles, Liang Cheng had been busy with one thing:

Training troops,

Training troops,

Training troops!

Training new recruits, dismantling and integrating foreign troops, training this one and then transforming another, Liang Cheng always had endless tasks to do.

In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that this batch of Jinyun's prime and next batch of young generals had either been honed by Liang Cheng, or simply brought up by Liang Cheng himself.

The Prince was the headmaster, but the Prince wasn't responsible for specific teaching.

And the reason why the Prince was able to command the army at will to defeat one opponent after another was because the troops under his command were elite enough.

The Zhenbei Army and the Jingnan Army had gradually declined. Nowadays, looking at the entire Great Yan, and even the entire Zhuxia, the first field iron cavalry, the Jinyun Army, had truly earned its name and deserved it.

The Prince gave him the name, and Liang Cheng... gave him the substance.

But because the growth of all things had its objective laws, it led to Liang Cheng's rather awkward situation in the past ten years.

When he first started, he didn't have many troops under his command, and they weren't elite enough, so it was a state where even a clever woman couldn't cook without rice.

Leaving aside personal strength, the Prince had said many times that if it weren't for our lack of troops, territory, and military strength, A'Cheng, you wouldn't be inferior to the Prince of Jingnan.

After all, when the Prince was a student of the Prince of Jingnan, he once relied on the test answers he took from Liang Cheng every day to memorize them before handing them in.

Tian Wujing was a genius, an undeniable genius, although later, he valued Zheng Fan's temperament more...

But if in the early stage, Zheng Fan was just a clueless rookie, where would he have the qualifications to stand in the sight of Prince Jingnan?

To use an inappropriate analogy,

to a beautiful woman or a handsome man, you're instantly moved, and after successfully pursuing them, you can hold their beautiful face,

and say:

"What I like is your inner self."

But if both parties belonged to appearances that disgusted each other,

then,

there might be no afterwards.

And as the territory became larger and larger, the foundation became more and more solid, the troops became more and more numerous, and the resources became more and more abundant,

Liang Cheng instead fell into... an even more awkward situation.

Not only were there more excellent generals available under the Prince's Palace, but this... was only a secondary reason.

The fundamental reason was that

the Prince himself, after such a long time of learning, exploring, and understanding, had completed his transformation from an ugly duckling to a white swan.

Climbing step by step,

he had finally,

reached the level of a little understanding in military affairs.

For small-scale local military deployments, there were already many people available, and they even had to be deliberately taken out to give Chen Xianba, Zheng Man, and Tiantian and the others a chance to practice and gain experience.

For the layout and arrangement of major strategies, Zheng Fan, as the ruler and the Prince, was already able to personally handle the national war, and in the face of his opponents, he had repeatedly achieved final victory.

This meant that Liang Cheng often didn't have the space to display and exert his abilities because his role overlapped with that of the grown-up ruler...

But,

this time,

the opportunity had finally arrived.

Before entering Qian, Zheng Fan had actually completed the handover of military power to Liang Cheng.

Not only the troops in the occupied territories of Chu, the troops of Jinyun, the troops of Gou Moli, but also the troops that the imperial court had assigned to his command during the previous national war...

In short, the family fortune was all handed over to Liang Cheng, and he even made an explanation to Ji Laoliu, the emperor, in his own name.

In Zheng Fan's initial plan,

he would enter Qian, raid the rear, while Liang Cheng and Ji Laoliu would attract the attention of the Qian's elites in the Sanbian and Lanyang City, that is, the entire north of the Qian Kingdom.

As for the rest,

Zheng Fan didn't say much,

not to save saliva, but Zheng Fan was really worried that giving too many instructions would have a negative effect...

With this great zombie in the family,

this being who had commanded the war between gods and demons in ancient times, as the commander,

what was there to worry about?

Therefore,

Zheng Fan dared to so generously unite with the Chu people to enter Qian.

Of course, he knew the danger, and he was also clear about the accidents that might happen, and why would the Regent Prince, who had always cherished his life and been cautious, dare to let go and act so willfully this time?

Hey,

to put it bluntly,

no matter how dangerous and critical, could it compare to the surprise attack on Xuehai Pass back then?

Old Tian was gone, but there was still someone sitting in Old Tian's position.

Back then, after Gou Moli learned the news that Xuehai Pass had been captured, he couldn't help but slap himself a few times, lamenting that it would have been better if he hadn't known.

Because no matter how he tried to cover it up, there would always be traces of deliberation left behind, and if the opponent was a mediocre talent, that would be fine, but the opponent was Tian Wujing.

Similarly,

when Zheng Fan received the military report,

knowing that Meng Gong, Zhong Tianlang, Han Laowu, and Le Huan, these four who were known as the four famous generals of the Qian's revival, had all transferred their main elite forces to his side...

Zheng Fan could be sure that Liang Cheng in Lanyang City couldn't fail to see it.

It was just that it depended on when Liang Cheng would see it, and whether he could make a timely and effective response after seeing it.

Fortunately,

Liang Cheng saw it... very early.

All of this was thanks to several edicts issued by the Great Yan Emperor to the world.

This... was a probing stone.

First throw the stone down on the surface of the pond, and then observe its ripples.

The departure and transfer of troops was not only the movement of the main body of the army, but the preliminary preparations were indispensable.

Liang Cheng saw the situation clearly, much earlier than Zheng Fan's best-case scenario.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have coaxed Chen the Swordsman to Lanyang City back then, because he wouldn't attack Lanyang City at all, not even a feigned attack...

Gou Moli's troops crossed the Qishan Mountains from the Fancheng line to reach Lanyang City.

And Liang Cheng, who originally needed to transfer troops from Jin and Chu, simply ordered his troops to turn around, not to Lanyang City, but directly south from Chu, taking the old road of Guyue City.

Which was... walking on the territory of the Xie family.

Therefore,

after Xie Zhuyang received a letter from "home" in Tongyan City, he praised the sensible behavior of the cubs at home, which meant assisting the second batch of Yan's army to pass through the family's territory.

This was why Xie Zhuyang was determined to rely on the Regent Prince.

Because he had obtained news that even the Regent Prince himself hadn't been able to obtain, which was equivalent to... seeing the answer in advance.

Or perhaps, he had made preparations early on.

When he decided to follow the Yan people into Qian, he seemed to be thinking about a way out, which could also be said to be a way in, so he built the plank road and the camp extremely carefully.

However, Xie Zhuyang originally suspected that this was a backup plan that the Regent Prince had prepared long ago.

Because based on his life experience, he really couldn't think of anyone who could be a subordinate and dare to directly change the war plan without the advance instruction of the superior, and directly mobilize the army to listen to his orders based on his own judgment.

Furthermore, when he was building the road and the camp, several young generals were specifically sent by the Regent Prince to supervise his work, which in Xie Zhuyang's view, was the best proof.

The Regent Prince himself wanted to ensure that this road could guarantee the smooth passage of a larger-scale army for the second time.

What Xie Zhuyang didn't know was that

at that time, Zheng Fan sent Chen Xianba and Tiantian and the others not to be supervisors, but to learn the art of Xie Zhuyang's march details.

After all, no one was an omniscient and omnipotent god, and Zheng Fan himself was no exception.

But Xie Zhuyang didn't know that this was a misunderstanding,

and therefore, after receiving the letter from his hometown first, and then receiving Zheng Fan's empty brocade bag,

this Pillar of the Nation laughed loudly:

"Everything is understood without words."

He felt that he and the Regent Prince, in a tacit understanding, had cooperated to complete the layout of this battlefield shift, but he didn't expect that Prince was really a hands-off shopkeeper this time.

However, the light cavalry of the Xie family that was surrounded and annihilated under the city wall did play a "reporting" role.

Zheng Fan finally knew where Liang Cheng would come from;

and he also understood why Xie Zhuyang had specifically spent more cost and paid more manpower to build the marching road and the village so well.

The Prince, who felt that he had underestimated the heroes of the world, scolded "this old dog" several times in a row.

He, Xie Zhuyang,

with this contribution,

was enough to earn a hereditary real fiefdom for the Xie family!

...

"Jin Shuke."

"Your subordinate is here."

Liang Cheng, already riding on the back of the pixiu, reached out and pointed forward,

saying:

"The scouts report that the battle under the three towns is extremely stalemate. Let's help those three brats to lift the siege first."

"General, for the matter of the three towns, your subordinate can lead an army to go there. As you said before, the Prince's situation should be extremely critical now. Please lead the main force to the west first to relieve the Prince's siege."

"Sharpening the knife doesn't delay the work of chopping wood."

Jin Shuke was about to say something more,

but was stopped by Liang Cheng raising his hand,

"My mind is made up. You lead one army and go north, and I will lead the other army and go south.

Not only to relieve the siege of the three towns,

I want you and me to join forces,

with these 100,000 iron cavalry, to sweep away the entire Jiangdong with thunderous force!"

"But Great General, the matter of the three towns is a small matter, and the Qian's troops outside the three towns are also small matters.

These,

in front of my iron cavalry, are indeed not worth mentioning.

But on this Qian River,

there is also a Wu family navy, cutting off the river.

Your subordinate thinks that we should take a step in advance and bypass the navy, and then..."

Liang Cheng shook his head,

saying:

"The Prince taught me how to fight."

Jin Shuke didn't know why the Great General would suddenly say this;

a long time ago, Jin Shuke also believed that the Great General was taught by the Prince.

But as he continued to mature and become more and more familiar with the Great General, Jin Shuke understood that it was difficult to say that someone like the Great General was taught.

"Let's do it, don't delay, don't really let anything happen to those three brats, the Prince cherishes them very much."

...

Zhong Tianlang sat on the city tower of Menhai Town. He and his troops had been trapped here for nearly half a month.

The Yan army outside had also "watched" him for half a month.

Zhong Tianlang didn't choose to try to break through, because his follow-up troops had gradually pressed up.

Two Jiangnan garrison troops, plus the 10,000 cavalry that he had previously separated, had also returned to support.

The Yan army under the city had fought hard with him before. Although he suffered heavy losses, the Yan army didn't have it much easier.

Right now, he was the bait, with the Yan people sandwiched in the middle, waiting to be swallowed in one bite.

It could be clearly seen that the Yan people didn't want to let him out, but the problem was that the pressure the Yan people were facing was also getting bigger and bigger.

He was curious about

how long the Yan people wanted to hold on, and how long they could hold on.

However, there was one thing that made Zhong Tianlang a little strange.

The day before yesterday, he clearly stood on the city tower and saw the movements in the Yan army's camp, which should have been a last resort to transfer.

However, three days had passed, and the Yan army was still stubbornly holding on here.

At the same time, the Qian army on the periphery had also completed the encirclement here.

At that time,

he could order to leave the city and cooperate with his own reinforcements from the inside out. Could this exhausted Yan army still hold on?

But because he had suffered a loss not long ago, the Prince Consort was not too optimistic this time. The Yan army's response had been like a rookie leading troops, but they could always turn passivity into initiative.

But this time,

how would you turn it around?

"Is it thundering? It's going to rain."

Zhong Tianlang looked up at the sky, but found that the sun was shining brightly, but this thunder...

The Prince Consort's eyes immediately narrowed, and his whole heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

This wasn't thunder, but... hooves.

Hooves were like thunder, which had to be at least ten thousand horses galloping, and the roar coming from the north and south at the same time, without tens of thousands of iron cavalry galloping, was impossible.

Was it the Qian army?

As soon as Zhong Tianlang thought of this, he laughed to himself.

The largest cavalry regiment of the Great Qian was in his hands, so how could... it be the Qian army coming to support?

Therefore, the answer was already obvious.

Before long,

Zhong Tianlang, standing on the high city tower, saw a black ocean surging down from the entire east!

Outside the city wall, the Yan army had also mounted their horses one after another, moved away the gate of the camp and the barriers, and were preparing to counterattack in response to the reinforcements appearing on the periphery.

Everything was proceeding as a matter of course.

Zhong Tianlang had tears in his eyes,

and what surprised him a little was that

at this time, he wasn't furious or cursing,

his heart was actually very calm.

He had read the military book written by his old opponent. In the military book, there was a story about horse racing.

This time, the Great Qian wanted to use its advantage in the number of superior horses to swallow the Yan people's superior horses.

Why bother to arrange and plan this, isn't it because, in a serious fight, you probably... can't win?

Now,

he lost,

he lost.

Zhong Tianlang didn't go to appease his restless subordinates in the city,

but clenched his right fist and pressed it against his forehead,

letting out a sigh:

"Your Majesty..."

...

"So, the real meaning of the Prince's empty brocade bag is that no matter how we toss, we're bound to win in the end, right?"

Chen Xianba had already flipped onto his mount, holding a meteor hammer in his hand.

In the past half a month, their understanding of the "Prince's empty brocade bag" had undergone countless changes.

But in the end, what remained was still the original, and now even more pure... admiration and worship for the Prince.

On both sides of Chen Xianba, stood Tiantian and Zheng Man.

Chen Xianba raised his meteor hammer,

and shouted:

"The Great General is here, you all, follow me, and flatten these Qian dogs!"

...

When 100,000 iron cavalry suddenly joined a local battlefield, all the noise was destined to be annihilated by the sound of hooves.

The first to collapse were the two Jiangnan garrison troops. In fact, it was already very good that they had persisted until now, so it was really impossible to continue to ask them to do anything when they saw a large number of black-armored knights surging like a tide...

They could finally shout out the words that they had been holding back in their hearts when facing the Yan people's cavalry without guilt or pressure:

"The Yan people are here, run!!!"

The 10,000 cavalry that Zhong Tianlang left on the periphery were also eaten up by Liang Cheng and Jin Shuke, who personally led the charge.

Except for the remnants that were still shrinking in Menhai Town, which they were too lazy to care about for the time being and continued to leave a part of the troops to "guard" as before,

it could be said that

the entire Jiangdong was almost plowed once.

A large number of Qian's defeated soldiers, losing their helmets and armor, were driven in a very embarrassed state to flee towards the Qian River, trying to find ways to cross the river to Jiangxi to escape the Yan people's iron hooves.

At the same time, more and more organized Yan army knights appeared on the river bank.

...

On the flagship of the Wu family navy,

Wu Xiang sat in his cabin.

In front of him, only one candle was lit, so although it was daytime, it still seemed a bit dim inside.

"Creak..."

The door of the cabin was pushed open.

Wu Xiang raised his head and saw his brother Wu Zhaonian walking in, and following his brother in were a group of boat bosses.

The Wu family was originally from a pirate background, but before Zu Zhumaing cleared the pirate troubles, they washed themselves white in advance, and then kowtowed sincerely, so they were able to be preserved, and even took the opportunity to continue to grow bigger.

But the composition of the Wu family was actually very complex. The Wu family itself was the local emperor of the East Sea, but under this emperor, there were still a group of vassals.

In the Wu family's power, the direct line of the Wu family had actually never exceeded 40%, and the rest were boat bosses from various forces who had submitted to the Wu family's banner.

The Wu family could command these boat bosses, but at the same time, they were also held hostage by these boat bosses.

Wu Zhaonian stood in front of Wu Xiang, and the group of boat bosses behind him also stood very quietly and orderly.

Wu Xiang took a deep breath,

looked at his brother,

and asked:

"There's no chance anymore?"

Wu Zhaonian shook his head and said, "It was unlikely that the Yan people would appear on the Jiangdong coast in the first place, but now, they have already appeared."

After a pause,

Wu Zhaonian said again:

"Moreover, the Yan people who are currently appearing on the Jiangdong coast are more than we originally expected.

Even if the Yan people all have three heads and six arms and have eaten the Prince Consort and his army... it's impossible for more people to appear, right?"

"So, there's completely no chance, right?"

Wu Zhaonian nodded and said:

"Yes."

"Brother..."

Wu Zhaonian didn't wait for Wu Xiang to speak,

and said in advance:

"One Zu Zhumaing and one Zu family army were enough to make my Wu family unable to resist, let alone... the even more powerful Yan people.

My Wu family, although we are from a pirate background, our roots have always been on land.

Your wives and concubines will die with you, and your other sons will also go with you. I will take them and your heads to plead guilty to the Regent Prince.

This way, at least Qin'er, who is still in Jinghai City, can survive.

I promise you,

after I take over your position, when the opportunity is right, I will pass on the position of the head of the family to Qin'er again.

You don't have to worry that I, your brother, will break my promise, or will be reluctant to leave.

Letting your son replace me is one of the upper-level people's methods of checks and balances. Whether the superior is a Qian person or a Yan person, they will do this.

Perhaps, Qin'er will have the opportunity to be taken in by the Regent Prince into the Prince's Palace.

And in the future, he will bring the Regent Prince's decree over and take over the Wu family from me, his uncle who killed his father and mother."

Wu Xiang shook his head.

Wu Zhaonian asked: "Are you still not satisfied?"

"It's not that, brother, you know, I'm afraid of pain, please do it yourself, brother, and give me... a quick death."

Wu Zhaonian nodded with a wry smile when he heard this;

reached out,

took a knife from the hand of a boat boss next to him, and slowly stepped forward, walked to Wu Xiang, the current head of the Wu family, behind him.

Wu Xiang was still sitting in the chair,

when the knife was placed on his neck,

Wu Xiang said:

"Brother, if I had known, I wouldn't have wanted this position back then, I should have given it to you."

Wu Zhaonian scolded with a smile:

"Do you think that if I kill you today, what good can my family and I expect to get in the future when your son comes back?"

"Haha, that's right."

...

Wu Zhaonian held a bloody head in his hands and walked to the deck, kneeling down to a Yan army captain:

"Reporting to the envoy, the head of the traitor has been taken. Please, Your Highness, please the Prince to forgive those of us who have been deceived by the traitor."

"Please the Prince to forgive us."

"Please the Prince to forgive us."

The Yan army captain reached out, picked up Wu Xiang's head, identified it, and looked around, nodding with satisfaction.

He was an envoy sent by Liang Cheng;

put down the head,

the envoy cupped his hands to the west and said:

"You all should atone for your sins well. The Prince is benevolent."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Wu Zhaonian stood up, and the rest of the boat bosses also stood up one after another.

"May I ask the envoy's honorable name?" Wu Zhaonian asked humbly.

The envoy replied:

"My surname is Zhou, Zhou Changan."

Wu Zhaonian was stunned;

"What, can it be that Master Wu doesn't recognize this centurion?"

"The lowly people of the sea wave, how can they recognize a hero like Centurion Zhou? But today, I have recognized him."

Wu Zhaonian remembered that back then, he had mingled in a merchant team and entered the Fengxin City in Jinbei, drinking alcohol in a "brothel";

during the banquet,

a young man who had just come out of the academy and had been selected into the Prince's brocade-clad personal guard sequence with a bright future, on the day of his wedding, took his bride and two wedding sedan chairs and went to pick someone up from under the brothel.

The girls in the red tents of Fengxin City had a tradition of donating to the academy's orphans;

he was an orphan and had come to pick up the old woman from the brothel who had supported him.

After kowtowing,

the old woman finally left the brothel and got into the sedan chair.

Wu Zhaonian still remembered the young groom riding on horseback and shouting proudly to the people on the street:

"Today, I, Zhou Changan, have both a wife and a mother!"

Who would have thought that

many years later,

it was him again, appearing in front of him as an envoy of the Yan army.

Perhaps,

this was fate?

Zhou Changan pointed to the mast of the ship,

saying: "Why hasn't the Qian people's military flag been lowered yet?"

Wu Zhaonian immediately became alert and scolded: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and take the flag down, down!!!"

Immediately afterwards,

Wu Zhaonian said to Zhou Changan again:

"Centurion, don't worry, we have already prepared the black dragon flag. We have always been facing Great Yan in our hearts and are loyal to Great Yan!"

Anyway,

they had changed it once before,

now, it was just changing it again.

...

On the river bank,

Liang Cheng rode on the pixiu, with Jin Shuke still by his side.

Behind them were Chen Xianba, Tiantian, and Zheng Man.

The Jinyun army's general hierarchy was very clear.

Liang Cheng said:

"Do you still remember what I told you before the start of the war?"

"Great General said that the Prince taught you how to fight." Jin Shuke obviously still remembered.

"Yeah."

The corners of Liang Cheng's mouth revealed a smile,

"I always thought I was very good at fighting,

but,

it was the Prince who taught me the other meaning of war."

Why bother with early detours,

why bother with early response,

when the Jinyun iron cavalry swept across the entire Jiangdong with thunderous force, with their iron hooves facing the river;

the Wu family navy on the river,

changed its surname again.

...

Mingsu City,

the prefect's residence.

Outside the courtyard, a team of Chu army soldiers walked in. The Chu army soldiers who were originally stationed here to guard were preparing to change shifts.

But at this time, the team of soldiers who came in suddenly drew their knives and rose up, killing all the guards here in a surprise attack.

The smell of blood

spread out at once.

The soldiers stepped forward and cut the iron lock with a knife, opening the door of the house.

Then,

all the soldiers retreated,

kneeling down:

"Greetings, Great General!"

"Greetings, Great General!"

Inside the house,

Nian Yao, holding a melon in his hand, walked out slowly while eating the melon and spitting out the seeds.

"Where's Zhao Han?"

"Reporting to the General, Zhao Han personally led the main force to help the Qian army attack Jinghai City.

And the garrison in the city has been controlled by us and is now under the command of the Great General!"

"Oh."

Nian Yao nodded, squatted down, placed the melon on the threshold behind him, and reached out to touch the threshold.

"Back then, everyone thought that I, Nian Yao, liked to sit on the threshold and eat melons to imitate the Prince of Jingnan.

Hehe,

in fact,

I like to sit on this threshold because the thing I hate the most in my life is this threshold!

Why,

I,

and you,

are born to be slaves, born to be lower than them!

Even if you sit in the position of Great General,

those so-called nobles can still order you around and call you a... dog slave!

I hate this threshold, I hate it to the bone!"

Nian Yao wiped his hands on his clothes,

and said with a smile:

"His Majesty really treats us as a useless eunuch.

At least,

I also served as the Great General in the imperial guards of Great Chu for so many years, right?

I, Nian Yao, have only lost two battles in my life;

one, I lost to Tian Wujing, which is not shameful.

The other, I lost to that Zheng Fan, which is also not shameful.

What kind of thing is that Zhao Han,

does he really think that he can lock me up in this army with a lock?"

Nian Yao's gaze swept over the soldiers and generals in front of him,

and asked:

"What is the situation of that Yan Kingdom's Regent Prince right now?"

A general reported:

"Reporting to the Great General, extremely dangerous."

"Oh, that's great, that's great, it's nothing to add flowers to the brocade, giving charcoal in the snow is what really makes people remember!

It is said that

people leave and the tea cools, but here in Nian Yao, the tea warms when people leave."

After Nian Yao was captured, the Feng Nest Inner Guard had launched a purge of Nian Yao's old subordinates in the imperial guards.

But who knew that when he, Nian Yao, was the Great General, he was best at using those noble children and treating them so obediently;

but the people that Nian Yao could really confide in and promote were the serfs of the army back then;

it was just that at that time, they were mostly low-level officers, not even generals, so naturally they didn't reach the level of being purged.

But as these years passed, one was the fall of Chu's generals, the second was the frequent battles, and the third was the weakening of the noble forces, the serfs who had almost no hope of promotion in the army in the past had instead gained a lot of opportunities to rise up.

Nian Yao's position in the hearts of the serfs in Chu was almost the same as that of the Regent Prince in Yan.

Moreover, the Yan people have always had the classic of the rise of the serfs, while in Chu, for hundreds of years, those who left their names in the history books were not nobles... but those who were related to the nobles.

So, it was actually more difficult and more difficult for him, Nian Yao, to walk all the way!

This was not a bond of interests, and it was not even a small group... purely, a scholar dies for his confidant.

The most important thing was that before the dispatch of troops, the Regent Prince asked Nian Yao to replace Zhao Han to lead this imperial guard. If he, Nian Yao, did not take the opportunity to make some arrangements, then he would have wasted his half-life military career.

"I, Nian Yao,

here,

thank you brothers!

But at the same time,

Nian Yao has to

apologize and confess to you brothers!

Because I will take you,

to,

gamble one more time!"

——

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