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The interior of Beihan was a mess.

The little emperor was born to be a puppet. He neither knew how to manage the chaos of the government, nor was he in the mood to manage it. In his opinion, it would be fine if everyone around him just obeyed his orders. As for the safety of the country - for so many years Come here, how bad can it be?

Not to mention Lan Li, his management method is to make money, in exchange for resources, while maintaining the enjoyment of His Majesty the Emperor. In fact, even if he wants to manage, his intelligence level is not enough. If he has the IQ to catch up with the imperial elites, why bother to be the cheapest border crosser through life and death. The way he sells himself now is to get some commission at best. Even if he is lucky enough to succeed, this planet will not fall into his hands.

After driving away the An family, but no one stepped forward to clean up the mess, the Northern Han court was full of courtiers who were worried about getting into trouble. The nobles who were unwilling to take responsibility watched the situation on the frontline get worse and worse. Those who had the means to leave with their tribes early, while the rest were also active and even secretly communicated with Daxia.

At this time, the only good medicine that kept the Northern Han Dynasty from collapsing was Zhuohuan Priest and Mokan Star Warlock.

Warlock Taiyuxing thanked Cheng Jinzhou for the gift of cotton fruit, so he was willing to act as a strategic balancer on the battlefield, and even attacked several times under certain safety conditions, but this did not mean that he would fight for it. You must know that Mian Suguo can maintain his father's lifespan for 50 years at most. The future fate of the Taiyu family depends on him. Star Warlocks are faced with many dangers in battle. If they are accidentally seriously injured or even die, it will be a disaster that will move the family and exterminate the clan. .

Not to mention Mr. Hui Minren, staying on the battlefield for the sake of Taiyu Star Warlock is already his limit. He can't even think about fighting a Star Warlock of the same level.

In fact, Zhuohuan Priest and Mokan Star Warlock are also general ideas. For them, maintaining the current situation is the best situation.

Cheng Wenzheng, who received 80,000 reinforcements from the imperial court, had control over the Star Warlocks, so he became the commander-in-chief of the entire army. He tentatively launched two attacks on Hanjing. The second time had some effect, but was defeated by Zhuo. The phantom priest was frightened back.

As a test, the gentlemen of the Xia Dynasty also knew the bottom line of the Northern Han Dynasty, especially the star warlocks of the Northern Han Dynasty.

For Zhuo Huan Priest, if the country he serves is destroyed, his status in the church will also plummet. As long as his life is not endangered, he is willing to fight.

In contrast, when Zhuo Huan showed his desperate attitude, Taiyu and Hui Minren turned around and left without considering whether they could win. Cheng Wenzheng was helpless.

If it were a normal Northern Expedition and the troops were controlled by civilian officials, Daxia's best choice at the moment would be to return to the imperial court. After all, they control horse-producing areas including Sweetwater Grassland, and occupy a large amount of farmland between Zhanshui and Luoma River. Judging from the current situation, they can collect taxes for three to five years and take back hundreds of thousands of mules and horses. Cattle and sheep are no problem. But this time, the person who holds the main power on the front line is Cheng Wenzheng, a senior official in the military.

For military generals, people will die in war. If they can solve the Northern Han problem once and for all and eliminate the hidden dangers of war in a few years, then it is okay to earn less. They rarely use the lives of their men to consider the issue of cost-effectiveness. . It would be nice to make some money.

Such a stalemate is the least in Cheng Jinzhou's interests. What he is most worried about is that the border crosser escapes, especially when the identity of the border crosser is still unclear. But when one's own side is clearly at a disadvantage, the presence of border crossers is unsettling.

After waiting for Jiang Huang for another two days, he and Li Xianfeng Star Warlock still did not show up. Xiao Cheng had no choice but to summon more than a dozen ordinary Star Warlocks to go to the Northern Han Dynasty, hoping that the Lu family and his son's third-level skills could make some strategic progress. The advantages.

In fact, he didn't want to fight two fourth-level star warlocks on the battlefield. Who knew what methods the two had, or whether God would suffer mental decline.

After confirming the printing of the new issue of "Science" magazine, Cheng Jinzhou grabbed Yi Su, rode on Lu Xu, and took off with everyone. Jiang Huang's airship was used to transport Kong Wei, while Taiyu's airship had already arrived. Right on the front line.

Not long after flying forward, Cheng Jinzhou felt his shoulders become stiff. He couldn't help but pull the koala off and said, "You seem to have become heavier."

"Some materials have been added." Isu smiled like a koala - two large front teeth exposed, and then four small teeth, which looked like a warm-up activity before a meal.

The flight was controlled by Lu Xu, and Cheng Jinzhou freed up his hands to look at the koala with added materials over and over, like a child rubbing a doll.

Yisu twisted his waist in dissatisfaction and said, "Be careful, some materials have just been replaced, don't damage them."

"The shape of the koala is quite comfortable..." Cheng Jinzhou was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly picked up a piece of flesh on its butt: "The koala is a koala. When did you have a tail?"

"It already has a piece of tail..." Isu argued forcefully.

"You also know it's one piece." Cheng Jinzhou grabbed the piece of meat and tossed it around: "How long is your thing? 15 centimeters? 20 centimeters? You actually added a tail to the koala, then you are still a koala. ?"

"It's used to increase balance so that you can run faster." After being seen through, Ys turned around and said dismissively: "Do you know why humans can't run as fast as animals? It's because they don't have a tail."

Cheng Jinzhou snorted twice, said nothing, threw it back on his shoulder and said: "Move your tail so as not to hurt me. By the way, did you add bones to your tail?"

"Nickel-chromium gold alloy, with a little soft gold added." Yissu said proudly: "According to my tests, even when running at full speed, this tail can provide maximum support and torque."

"Full speed? The koala's full speed is 10 kilometers per hour?"

"3.7 kilometers, currently." Yisu still maintained a proud posture, clenching his paws.

Cheng Jinzhou sighed and shouted to the people next to him: "Let's speed up a little more and try to run 1,000 kilometers during the day."

A koala with a tail, turning its head to the side.

When Cheng Jinzhou and others rushed to the front line of Hanking, the place was surprisingly harmonious.

Daxia's military camp surrounded Hanjing for five miles, and was equipped with horses, antlers, trenches, etc. It can be seen that the soldiers had no time to relax on days when there was no fighting.

The Northern Han soldiers on the city wall were much more comfortable. Since there is no unified command and military control, officers are more likely to express their personal style. In some sections of the city wall, insulting slogans were deliberately hung, and in some sections of the city wall, flags that resembled blood sacrifices were tied up...

Cheng Wenzheng and his generals came to greet him in person. Xiao Cheng also landed on the ground obediently. Without waiting for him to step forward to perform a military salute, he first bowed and saluted like a son or nephew, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, how is the battle going?"

As a result, everyone smiled happily.

If Cheng Wenzheng was really allowed to salute, then there would be rules and the scene would be weird.

Mr. Cheng is in good health and does not have the stagger of an old man at all. He even stood on tiptoe and looked behind him, asking, "Aren't there any level four star warlocks coming?"

"Just think of me as one." Cheng Jinzhou shrugged. After all, he is someone who has defeated a powerful third-level star warlock.

Cheng Wenzheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was a veteran of wars. He had seen many Star Warlocks bully the army in his life, but rarely saw Star Warlocks fighting among themselves. He understood the significance of strategic weapons better than others. Duo immediately shook his head and said: "If there are five fourth-level star warlocks now, the Northern Han Dynasty can attack them in an instant. If not, then they will have to be chopped down with real swords and spears."

Real swords and guns mean there will be casualties. Everyone couldn't help but feel sad. In wars in the cold weapon era, generals would inevitably die on the battlefield. They fought hard. No matter you were a junior general or a general, you had to go up with weapons. In modern society, this is heroism worthy of commendation. In feudal society, this is where literati despised soldiers.

Everyone present was not in a good mood.

Cheng Jinzhou couldn't guarantee that the star warlocks would be willing to use their strength, so he had to say: "Then let's walk around the city wall first? Is it safe nearby?"

"It's safe, but it's not safe." A young general with a scar on the corner of his mouth laughed loudly: "We pee, and they have to go downwind and smell it before they dare to move."

A military judge dressed as a civilian official frowned and coughed, probably because he didn't like his vulgar remarks, and even handed over his hand and said: "Master Cheng..."

"I know." Cheng Jinzhou didn't listen to the civil servant at all, waved his hand and walked forward.

This very disrespectful approach made several generals and colonels wink. Soldiers and civil servants are natural enemies, and the former is always suppressed by the latter. It would be a great pleasure to see the military judge frustrated.

The Northern Han army had little fighting spirit, and most of them were hiding behind the battlements, not daring to stick their heads out easily. Looking along the city wall, the most common ones were various flags.

As a city in the prairie empire, Hanking was not too big. But riding a horse for half a circle still made people feel tired. Cheng Jinzhou was fine floating in the air, but both Wen Guan and Cheng Wenzheng were a little unable to hold on. They didn't expect that Cheng Jinzhou, who was wandering around casually, would have the urge to go around the city, but since he was new here, it was hard for anyone to give advice.

The military judge's mood worsened as he walked away. He was an official sent directly by the Ministry of War. He was a second-ranked Jinshi and had an official rank of fourth rank. He was living a pampered life in the military camp. At this moment, he was groaning in pain in his thigh.

Xiao Cheng kept thinking, trying to find a place that would be beneficial to him. His enthusiasm was so intense that in the eyes of some gentlemen, it turned into pretentiousness. Even many generals who had begun to like him were thinking: "How can a boy with no hair even know any strategy?"

Just when he was about to complete the work around the city, Cheng Jinzhou suddenly frowned, pointed at a blood-red canvas flag and said, "What is that?"

"It seems to be a flag stained with blood..." A certain elementary school student was about to explain.

"It's done with blood," Cheng Jinzhou quickly corrected.

"The method is considered..."

"The holy religion of the Northern Han Dynasty has degenerated to this extent? Do you have to rely on a cult to support it?" Cheng Jinzhou shouted sternly, but there was a smile on his face as if his plan had succeeded.

Among a group of people, the military judge was the best at scheming. His years of accomplishment quickly broke out at this moment. He slightly adjusted his injured inner thigh, and then his face became full of anger, and he said loudly: "I'm here. Look, the Holy Religion of the Northern Han Dynasty must cease to exist, otherwise this evil cult would not be allowed to flourish in the city. Master Cheng, please order me to capture this city within 10 days and save the Northern Han Dynasty from the fire and water."

Even Cheng Jinzhou, who didn't like the pretentiousness before, had to secretly praise: It's so well said.

He stroked his hands without hesitation and said: "Leave the siege to the generals. You should immediately draft a memorial requesting the Royal Star Warlocks to participate in the battle and the Holy Cult to participate in the battle."

"I accept your order." The military judge agreed very happily, and then whispered: "Master Cheng, I, Han Wei, please give me your instructions if you have anything."

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