Chapter 142 Decision (Part 1)

The Battle of the Tunnel soon spread around the neighborhood.

The same thing, different people, different angles, and different mentalities can be seen in different results.

That night, the moon was as bright as water, the sky was clear, and the moon was as bright as silver. On the small building of Zhaode Temple, two Taoists were still there.

Although it was early autumn, the cicadas were still chirping, and they were still lush. They were surrounded by pavilions and corridors, and the waterways were flowing. On the platform of the small building, two Taoists showed a leisurely and comfortable attitude.

At this moment, a red light rose not far away, its color was as bright as blood, dyeing the sky red.

When the Taoist priest on the left saw it, his expression changed and he hurriedly said to the Taoist priest on the right: "This red light does not seem to be fire virtue, it is as bright as blood, and it must be the main killing. I don't know what the sign?"

The Taoist priest on the right looked at the red light, pondering silently, thinking silently, murmured and sighed: "Oh... the red light is as red as blood, and when the main battle may fall."

At this moment, footsteps came up below: "Report, and there is a letter to report."

"Come in!"

After a moment, a young Taoist priest stepped forward and respectfully sent a letter. When the two Taoists saw it, they suddenly changed their expression: "It turns out that Fu Zicheng is dead!"

Before the words could be finished, the red light gradually faded in the distance.

Looking down, a red air in Hanzhong soared into the sky and spread out into the sky, and became a little stronger. The white air in Hanzhong City was already close to nothing.

Looking further away, a red air was also strong, but it had stopped moving forward.

"Fu Zicheng is a general, with a swallow's chin and a monkey's eyes, and a square mouth. He didn't want to break it but lost it here. It originally seemed like he was a premature death!" said the Taoist on the left.

"In fact, in peacetime, you can see some points. In wartime, each dragon competes for hegemony, and all kinds of luck are in chaos. The fate of fate is due to the great fortune, there may be a turning point or a crisis. The mystery is difficult to describe..." The Taoist on the right gave a son and said, "All the generals founded in all dynasties and could not be fully qualified... Haven't you heard that the general died in a hundred battles?"

After hearing this, the Taoist on the left couldn't help but sigh: "It's true, but in this way, Mr. Guo broke another star and lost a little bit of energy."

"Otherwise, Wang Hongyi's climate has already become. Mr. Guo led his troops to fight to the death, but he was afraid that there would be a disaster. Now that he has lost this general, although there is a setback, he has avoided the two dragons fighting here... You see, Mr. Guo's hesitation and no longer has the appearance of moving forward. It is obvious that he will not fight with Wang Hongyi in Hanzhong - the wonder of fate and fortune is as great as this!" The Taoist on the right sighed.

"But this way, Wang Hongyi's luck has increased a little more. You see that his light is brighter and his momentum is even more powerful. What should I do? Senior brother, you have seen this person, but I wonder what this person's face is?"

"You know that Qianlong doesn't show his face. I did see it once from afar. This person's face is only commercial and Quaker, but they are only at the county level."

"But this son's fortune is completely different. He has condensed five-color canopy and is filled with green energy. It can be seen that this person has become a climate, and the orders of the Duke and the Mausoleum are difficult to shake."

"The most strange thing is that this boy is already raising a faint purple aura, which has a royal aura, and now he is very majestic." said the Taoist on the right.

The Taoist priest on the left knew that the magical art of the Taoist on the right was very effective, and even he was not as good as himself. Therefore, after hearing this, the Taoist on the left was even more worried: "From this perspective, this son poses great threat to Mr. Guo, and I wonder how long he lives?"

The Taoist priest on the right sighed slightly and said, "According to the life span of his face, he still has at least ten years of life. There is no need to hope for this."

But I felt a little hesitant. On the face, it seemed that there would be a death barrier in more than ten years, but now I am filled with energy. This is not a death barrier.

After pondering for a while, the Taoist priest on the left asked again: "Is there no weakness in appearance?"

When the Taoist priest on the right heard this, he silently said for a long time, and then said: "The great fortune is condensed, and even if there are weaknesses, it is difficult to find it. The fortune of the world is not something that can be controlled by fate and Feng Shui. Let's talk about it later!"

At this time, outside Hanzhong City, in the main account

Wang Hongyi sat in the camp, closing his eyes slightly, resting his mind. Suddenly, his heart moved, and the tripod was shocked violently, and white air filled it, pouring into it, and a trace of it turned into green air.

The green air emerged like a spring water, and looked like a cauldron filled with cauldrons. Wang Hongyi was stunned: "What's the sign of this master?"

Now the tripod is a public weapon. If it is full, it means that the public weapon is full. If it goes further, it means that it is a king weapon.

At this time, someone came in and reported: "Lord, there is a good news!"

"Where is the good news?"

"It was General Fan's great victory, defeating the camp, killing the leader of the camp, and beheading 900!" After hearing this, there was a sudden burst of air around him.

The Breaking Camp and the General Fu Zicheng were famous in Guanzhong. Everyone knew that Wang Hongyi was stunned when he heard the news, but he was not very happy. He sighed and took the letter to watch it carefully.

Wang Hongyi walked in the tent, took a few steps, stopped, and put down the good news. His expression was a little confused.

The defeated the camp, and the formation killed the chief general Fu Zicheng and beheaded nine hundred times. This defeated the camp was like the previous black-clothed guards, which had a great blow to Guo Wentong.

This was a great achievement, but at this time the great victory played another role.

Wang Hongyi calmed down and said, "Fan Liuhai won a great victory in this battle, and he gave him a command to reward him, and recorded his military merits. He would reward him after the war!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and pulled the tent out, and Zhang Youzhi followed with great speed.

It is time for the sun to end and the weary birds fly back in the forest.

Of course, the tent cut down all the trees at a distance to avoid being attacked, but in the distance there was a forest, with branches and leaves covering the sky covering the sunset.

The sun sets on the forests and fields, making it look particularly deep.

Wang Hongyi looked up at the sky, stroked his forehead, and thought deeply. In his eyes, a dragon energy in the distance had stopped.

By the way, Wang Hongyi can only see the dragon energy for a short distance, but now Guo Jun only has a hundred miles and can already feel it.

Seeing this, Wang Hongyi knew that things had changed, and couldn't help but sigh: "I just made up my mind and didn't want to go back to my original idea. This strange fate is really hard to say!"

Zhang Youzhi bit his lower lip without saying a word. He secretly assisted in the yin and yang for the cold squad in the secretary's cabinet, and controlled the center, so that all officials had their own affairs. In fact, the prime minister was responsible for the department, and he also knew Wang Hongyi's intentions, but he did not dare to talk much at this time.

Wang Hongyi stood up straight: "It's worthy of being Guo Wentong, you can never advance in this way... Alas, I wasn't fooled."

I can't say whether I was disappointed or relieved.

He laughed at himself: "It is easy to break the thief in the mountains, but it is difficult to break the thief in the heart. It's true! But it's good, I breathed a sigh of relief... Why do you say this? Tell me about the funeral of this good news, you will be the chief writer."

Zhang Youzhi smiled and said, "I accept the order. I think General Fan is defeated and defeated the camp and killed Fu Zicheng, the leader of the camp. This is a reward, but how to reward it is determined by the Lord's Holy Heart."

Wang Hongyi smiled helplessly and said, "Fan Liuhai is good at fighting. Now, depending on the situation, Guo Wentong wants to retreat, but his strength is still there, and there must be a general guarding him. This Hanzhong Prefecture is of great importance. General Xuanwei, the fourth rank, Fan Liuhai led 3,300 to the headquarters and set up another capital, with a total of 7,000 people."

"Lord, is this a reward too much?" Zhang Youzhi frowned and said, "Of course it is his blessing to appreciate this person, but his qualifications are still small, so there is still some room for him."

His meaning is very clear, that is, among the generals, Ding Huchen is now the only general of Pingman, who is on par with General Xuanwei. Fan Liuhai is not a confidant and direct descendant, so this promotion is very extraordinary.

Wang Hongyi knew that no one of the generals had been promoted in substantial progress, and Fan Liuhai had neither qualifications nor was the first to become a dragon general. He rose to the highest position suddenly and would indeed have a life of resentment.

But Wang Hongyi was determined and said sneered: "What qualifications? The word qualifications refer to the age of officialdom? It is not peaceful now, but in wartime. Qualifications are not the first priority in employing people, and merits are the first priority in fighting. If anyone is dissatisfied, he will fight for me. If you can't fight, you will go back to farm if you have any grudges!"

Zhang Youzhi was originally a frustrated scholar. He was in the center for two years and was already in a deep and moderate manner. After hearing this, he leaned down and said, "The kindness of heaven comes from the lord. Since the lord's will has been settled, I will accept the order immediately."

Wang Hongyi then smiled: "That's it!"

He turned around and looked at Hanzhong City, and said, "Hanzhong is coming down in a blink of an eye. How dare Wu Du resist again? I'm afraid that Shu will be pacified within this month."

"The three prefectures and fifteen counties in Shu fell into Gu's hands like this, and Gu was surprised when he thought of it."

After hearing this, Zhang Youzhi hurriedly said, "Lord, the unity of the three prefectures and fifteen counties in Shu is the cause of the emperor. It is just the thirteen ancient states in the world. The lord must not slackew."

Wang Hongyi smiled and said, "Is Gu such a person?"

After a pause, he said, "I wonder what Guo Wentong's expression was when he received this news."

After saying that, he waved his hand back to the main account.

At this time, a hundred miles away, the Guo camp was continuous, the flags were like forests, the weather was strong, and the setting sun was like blood, reflecting on the flags, as if the flags were soaked in blood, and a bleak spirit was filled with killing on the military camp.

In the main tent, the candlesticks were lit up on the candlestick, which shone in the daylight. There was originally a table in the middle, and the table was filled with fish, meat, mutton and wine.

At this time, the case was overturned. Guo Wentong paced back and forth in the main tent, walking faster and faster. The two around him looked at their noses and their noses, standing there motionless.

"Lord, please don't be angry!" After a moment, someone said.

Guo Wentong suddenly stopped, his heart was still full of resentment, and he could no longer help but draw out his sword. Fortunately, he was still a little rational at this time and he repeatedly beat the case.

"Don't be angry? This thief actually killed my beloved general and destroyed my camp. This town will not be able to break him into pieces!" Guo Wentong roared angrily.

I heard several swords and cut off the table made of jujube wood.

Seeing this, one person was about to speak, but Guo Wentong suddenly drew his sword and returned to the sheath, his face became calm and ashen, and he said, "You don't have to persuade him...draw the camp and return to the army immediately!"
Chapter completed!