Jun Jiuling

"Do you think you can do crime and meritorious deeds like this?"

Uncle Qing He looked at Duke Cheng with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently.

"You transferred the officers and soldiers from the Northland, put me in danger, watched the soldiers and the Jin people fight fiercely, and waited until both sides were exhausted, and then fell from the sky. Is this why you are called a hero of Zhushan?"

The previous cheers and ecstasy had dissipated, and the two sides confronted each other in front of the city gate. The remaining soldiers on Qinghebo's side looked at the reinforcements who rescued them from the sky, and there was no gratitude, only grief and indignation.

When Uncle Qing He asked this question, someone stood up first.

"Uncle, that's not the case." The bearded general was injured, his arm had not had time to bandage, and half of his body was covered with blood, "The Duke sent us away not to embarrass you, but because he knew the Jin man's conspiracy and had already Set a trap for the reinforcements, so let us lead our troops to Songshan to take the food and grass of the Jinren."

The other generals who were considered to have escaped and disobeyed orders also stood up and nodded.

"...The Duke of the Kingdom asked me to intercept the reinforcements from the Jin people on the north wing."

"...I did it simply. I seized Liulu Dun and was responsible for attacking the gold thief from the side."

And other Qing Hebo's cronies and reinforcements also stepped forward.

"Uncle, we were stopped by the golden men and we couldn't advance or retreat. It was Cheng Guogong who rescued us."

"Uncle, my subordinates are incompetent, they are too timid to fight, and they retreated thirty li. It was Cheng Guogong who reprimanded the general and ordered the troops to come forward."

Hearing these explanations, the soldiers on Uncle Qinghe's side suddenly realized that they were not just watching with cold eyes, but had other plans.

Qing Hebo's expression was still cold.

"You know about the Jin man's plot." He said, looking at Cheng Guogong, "Then I was ambushed by the Jin man, and you already knew about it?"

The expressions of the soldiers became complicated again.

If he knew it earlier, but didn't remind them, because he had a quarrel with Uncle Qinghe or took revenge on him, and deliberately watched them fall into a tight siege and consume so many comrades, wouldn't this be helping the evildoers?

Cheng Guogong smiled and stopped the generals around him from speaking this time.

"When I said that I knew the Jin people's conspiracy, I was aware of the treacherous nature of the Jin soldiers, not that I knew their plans." He said, looking at Qinghe Bohu and nodded again, "But it is true that I was ambushed by you early. Know."

What does it mean?

"Because you have always been self-willed, brave but not resourceful." Cheng Guogong said.

Qinghe Boqi's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

The generals next to him were also very embarrassed.

Although the two had a feud, since Uncle Qing He was in such a miserable situation this time, wouldn't it be better to be a little more polite?

Uncle Qinghe was so old and had fought for so long, don't die in the hands of the golden man, but was pissed off by Duke Cheng.

"Okay, okay." Uncle Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and looked at Cheng Guogong, "Even if I'm stupid, you are amazing, you see everything, why didn't you remind me? It doesn't matter if I die, you watched so many soldiers die Can you bear it?"

Cheng Guogong looked at him.

"I remind you, do you believe it?" He said.

Qing Hebo froze.

Of course he doesn't believe it...

"If I say it, everyone will believe it." Cheng Guogong continued, looking at Uncle Qinghe, "You wouldn't be here now."

The reason why Uncle Qing He came to Beidi was to temporarily replace Cheng Guogong who returned to Beijing, but after returning to Beijing, Cheng Guogong was left behind by the emperor, and he was impeached by many people, and finally he was held up by his cronies for the crime of treason. Do not flee.

Only Qing Hebo had the chance to become the general of the Northland.

If Cheng Guogong said that he was not guilty and the court believed it, he should continue to be a general in Beidi at this moment, and Qing Hebo would naturally leave.

Qing Hebo's face was stiff.

"Whether you rebelled or not is not what we want to talk about now, and you don't need to tell me." He said, "You have to give an account of the ambush in me this time."

Cheng Guogong nodded.

"Yes, my business is not the most important thing right now, but your business is not important either." He said with a serious expression, "The most important thing now is whether the Jinren have already reached the capital."

What?

Jinren hit the capital?

Uncle Qing He and the generals present looked surprised.

What nonsense are you talking about? How could the Jin people hit the capital?

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The sun was shining brightly, and the morning fog dissipated, but the wind was stronger and colder on the high pier, which made people a little nervous.

A sucking sound came from behind, holding a spear and watching a soldier in Siye look back on guard, and saw a round-headed soldier squatting on the ground holding a big bowl of noodles eating noodles.

Holding a bowl of noodle soup with lard and cabbage in his hand, the wind gave off heat. The soldier held the bowl and held a green onion in his hand. He took a bite of noodles and a bite of green onion, humming a little song in his mouth.

"Eating can't stop your mouth." The soldier raised his foot and kicked his ass and cursed.

The noodle-eating soldier didn't wait for him to kick and squatted on the spot and jumped to the side, but the soup in the bowl didn't spill out at all.

"Lao Yangtou made it for Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang doesn't want to eat it when he's in a bad mood. This kind of good thing happens once in a thousand years, so don't dare to spoil it." He said vaguely, holding up his chopsticks to pick up noodles in his mouth, and at the same time feeling a little bit reluctant Look at this soldier, "Fourth Brother Han, do you want to try it too?"

Fourth Brother Han snorted.

"Eat and eat, look at you eating fat like a pig, when the gold thief comes, you will not be able to run, let alone kill the enemy." He said.

The noodle-eating soldier chuckled, took a bite of the green onion and took a big mouthful of noodles, almost swallowing it whole.

"Fourth brother, the Jin people are fighting with Uncle Qinghe in the north, we are on Jingdong Road." He stretched his neck and nodded south, "After crossing this river, we will be in the capital, and the Jin people can't come here."

Brother Han put the spear under his arm, and squatted down to avoid the limelight.

"Speaking of which, there are a lot of reinforcements mobilized this time, and more food and supplies have been taken away." He said, "That's why our lord is in a bad mood."

"My lord is just heartbroken. When the battle is won and the uncle is happy, he will go and ask for anything or not." The noodle-eating soldier chewed onions and said, "What are the shortcomings of eating, drinking and weapons? Is it possible that a golden man will pay you back?" Can you call us here?"

For some reason, Fourth Brother Han felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he heard him mention the Jin people twice.

"Don't talk about eating your noodles..." he said with a frown, standing up, squinting his eyes to look at the wilderness as usual, and suddenly opened his mouth, "...wolf...wolf..."

The soldier eating noodles wiped his nose with his sleeve and looked up.

"Wolf? Where did the wolf come from in our land?" He said, but the next moment the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, the soup and noodles spilled, and his voice became trembling, "Wolf smoke..."

In the northwest of the wilderness, a beam of wolf smoke rises in the distance, swaying and spreading with the strong wind, like a monster's claws opening.

More than one beam, in the farther distance, in the northwest and northeast, there were smoke rising one after another, covering the sky like dark clouds for a while.

The scalps of the two soldiers were numb as they stood on the pier more than ten meters high.

It has been a long, long time since Jingdong Road has been full of smoke.

"The last time when the war was raging, it was the golden men who attacked the old capital Kaifeng... I was not born at that time." The fat soldier Ding murmured, he shuddered as he spoke, and turned his head pale to look to the south behind him.

Then this time...

Kyoto...

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