Isn’t it justified to have the first merit? Isn’t it unreasonable not to give priority to selecting prisoners?

Of course, my lord respected Alliance Leader Huang very much, and Alliance Leader Huang, who was wise, powerful, and distinguished between public and private affairs, united everyone and achieved today's great victory. In allocating prisoners, Alliance Leader Huang naturally gave priority.

Huang Lie was put in a high hat by Gu Chi and it was difficult to refute him.

Gu Ren agreed from the side, and Wu Xian had no objection.

Tao Yan, who had opinions, was irritated by Gu Chi - he was not very capable but had a big appetite - Tao Yan's face turned green.

Only then did Gu Chi feel satisfied.

Of course, there would be further wrangling, and he would have to watch every step. Shen Tang felt at first that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Huang Lie also wants to lose face, isn't it too deceptive?"

Gu Chi said that the Lord was still too young.

"How much is your face worth?" Suppose you are allocated 3,000 prisoners, and what you end up with are 3,000 wounded prisoners, or 3,000 oldest prisoners, or 3,000 bastards... They are not responsible for after-sales service.

The water is deep.

Shen Tang: "..."

Other trophies have the same problem.

Shen Tang simply delegated power to Gu Chi to handle everything.

When the Allied Forces of the Dragon Slaying Bureau captured Chaoli Pass, they did not set up camp immediately. Instead, they recuperated for a few days. Although the capture of Chaoli Pass went smoothly, the army of heroic spirits at the beginning still cost them a lot of troops. Now they are exhausted.

Not suitable to continue fighting.

The news of the fall of Chaoliguan quickly reached Zheng Qiao's ears.

He was furious when he heard this and kicked the table down.

He pulled out the sword from his waist and cracked the table gum in half - since the last assassination in Yan'an, Zheng Qiao, who was already suspicious and sensitive, became more and more suspicious and picked up the habit of wearing a sword again. But because of this, the internal prisoner and the prisoner who died in his hands

There are countless palace ladies.

"Lost at Chaoliguan?"

"How did you lose it?"

"How could you throw it away!"

Zheng Qiao tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and asked three questions in succession. The people below did not dare to breathe, for fear that this life-threatening sword would fall on them. Zheng Qiao asked sharply: "Where is Li He?"

He is very aware of Li He's abilities.

The people below replied: "Supervisor Li was beheaded."

"Beheaded? Who did it?"

"I don't know, but someone found his head..."

Li He's head was discovered by the remnant soldiers who fought their way out of Chaoliguan Pass. It is said that the head was randomly discarded. When it was found, it had been eaten by birds and most of his face had been lost.

Zheng Qiao became even more furious when he heard this.

Without any explanation from his subordinates, he could guess what the death of Li He as a lobbyist meant. He must have failed in persuading Shen Tang, which led to his death. Zheng Qiao asked about the details of the battle at Chaoliguan again. When he learned that Chaoliguan

When the defense fell, Wei Shou assassinated the guard general, led his troops to rebel, and cooperated with the Dragon Slaying Bureau's coalition forces internally and externally. His anger instantly rose to the peak, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Wei Shou! What a great Wei Yuanyuan!"

Zheng Qiao's words were squeezed out from his back molars.

He thought he treated Wei Shou well - because Wei Shou was different from the ambitious warriors under his command. Wei Shou's purpose was very clear. He wanted to feed the people he brought from his hometown and neither fight for power nor gain.

There are a few people that Zheng Qiao doesn't have to worry about. Wei Shou's ambition is easily satisfied, so Zheng Qiao has been trusting him all these years, but who knows that this guy is the first to betray him...

Of course, this is not the only bad news.

The men he sent out to capture Wei Shou's relatives also returned without success. It can be seen that Wei Shou's rebellion was not a spur of the moment but a long-term plan. Although he was angry, Zheng Qiao had not completely lost his mind. He knew well that after passing Chaoli Pass, the terrain

It is flat and the counties have no natural danger to rely on. It will be a matter of time before they are overrun by the coalition forces.

The most urgent task is to come up with countermeasures.

After the good-for-nothing Jiang Ao died, Zheng Qiao could use the sixteenth-level master to create a person. Although this person's combat power was not comparable to that of the good-for-nothing dim sum Jiang Ao, there was still a risk of damage. He carefully picked up the available people in his hands, and the palace lights were not extinguished all night long.

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It was late at night, and the night wind was freezing.

Zheng Qiao rubbed the center of his brows, trying to shake away the sleepiness.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar figure in the candlelight. When his vision refocused, there was nothing there. Looking at the bright moon outside the window, he sighed softly: "Senior brother..." But the man was already dead.

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Military camp, camp.

Shen Tang couldn't sleep at night.

Climb to a high place and find a great view to see the moon.

After not admiring it for a while, she keenly heard the noise caused by the weapon breaking through the air. Shen Tang, an expert in art, was brave and followed the sound to find it. In the dark night, the shadows of swords danced, intertwining into a dragnet. She leaned against the rocks and watched intently.

For quite a while.

Until the man sheathed his sword.

"Tunan."

The person dancing the sword at night was none other than Ning Yan.

Ning Yan also noticed Shen Tang nearby early in the morning.

He saluted and said: "My lord."

Shen Tang's eyes were full of admiration, he broke a branch and brought it over, saying: "I didn't expect Tunan to have such a handsome sword movement. Hehe, my hands are itchy after seeing it."

Ning Yan raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "What do you mean, lord?"

Shen Tang held up the branch and said with a smile: "Are we going to pass?"

Ning Yan drew her sword out of its sheath without saying a word.

"Please enlighten me!"

Although the point was over, the two figures struggled with each other for dozens of moves before they stopped. The branch in Shen Tang's hand was imbued with martial energy, no worse than an ordinary sharp blade. Two completely different sword lights entangled and danced together under the moonlit night. Shen Tang
Chapter completed!