The central tent of the Northern Army was filled with an atmosphere called despair.

Beitangwang gently patted a trace of extremely tiny true energy, which made Han Feilong's spirit slightly cheer up.

The commander of the Northern Army was not an ordinary person and quickly grasped two key points, "Is the news accurate? Does anyone else know?"

"Accurately, Dashang will probably receive this news from other channels soon."

Master Wei, the official of the official, did not answer the second question, because since there are other channels, it would not be much meaning to keep it confidential.

Han Feilong frowned. After thinking for a long time, a glimmer of light finally emerged in his mind. Suddenly, something happened. He looked at Beitang, "Mr. Beitang, please tell Your Majesty and the National Master this news."

After saying this, he sat down sadly, like a prisoner, waiting for trial.

In the city of Tianjing, Nangong Lin looked at the two kings and ministers who stopped smiling for a moment, and felt a little happy in his heart.

Nangong Lin went to another hall to have tea again. Yang Hao and Xun You looked at each other, and the deep sadness was unconcealed.

"What a trick that hides the truth. I really underestimated Xue Lu!" Yang Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No one expected that Xue Lu would have such courage to let a prince under his command command tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry. The key is that Wu Ti was willing!" Xun You also sighed with a knee.

They are not unfamiliar with the loose political situation unique to the grassland.

He looked up at Yang Hao and whispered: "Don't blame Han Feilong."

"It's true that he is no wonder." Yang Hao pursed his lips, his two neatly tidy beards had not been available for the past two days, and he looked a little vicissitudes, "But now, will the plan come out?"

"Choose one of the two poisons, drink it." Xun You did not directly say the plan to abandon the car and protect the coach.

"Give up the northwest, defend Tongtian Pass to the death, and fully support Han Feilong to block Beiyuan's main force at Shangyang Pass." Yang Hao naturally understood what Xun You said. He naturally had to choose the cup with less toxicity when drinking poison, but no matter how low the toxicity is, it was still toxic!

"How can I bear to bear it!!!"

"Xue Lu has been preparing for a long time. Xue Zheng exchanged his death for Shangyang Pass to change his master. His move was extremely accurate, which completely changed the strategic situation of my big post and Beiyuan. The initiative is all in Beiyuan. Now that we have lost the opportunity, we have to bear such a bitter fruit." Xun You waved his sleeves and stood in the hall, looking at Yang Hao solemnly, "Your Majesty, although it is painful to give up, he has to do it, because there is still a big situation in the small situation. Please remember that this is a national war!!!"

"National War." Yang Hao muttered these two words and was silent for a long time.

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At the top of Shuozhou City, the flag belonging to the big end was burning, and the firelight reflected the blood on the ground more and more vivid. A pair of long boots stepped into the pool of blood first, and the blood splashed everywhere was the gift he brought to the city.

Following closely behind, several pairs of long boots followed one by one, breaking the autumn wind.

The group stood on the top of the city, facing the south, behind them the screams of countless people from the Southern Dynasty and the excited shouts of the soldiers of Beiyuan, intertwined into a hymn of blood and fire on the battlefield. The object of praise was Xue Jun, the eldest prince of Beiyuan who stood proudly in front.

"Your Highness, this surprise attack on Qianli is your first contribution to the southern expedition!" A man with a burly general smiled happily.

The rest of the people beside him nodded and couldn't help but agree.

These Xianbei Iron Cavalry generals, who were originally in a transcendent position, were unwilling to accept the orders of Emperor Yuan at the beginning. Even if they could only follow the strict orders of the Xianbei Iron Cavalry Communist Party, Wu Ti, could only do it, they were all depressed and doubtful, but now they all smiled.

He thought he had not followed the main force of Yuanhuang's army and could not make any contributions. The co-lord Wu Ti also had a stern face and did not explain a word, but only ordered to do so.

Who would have thought that just like this, a prince led his troops, and his team with his own thoughts, would take Qiuyan Pass in one battle, and then he won consecutive battles and his morale became higher and higher.

Victory can cover up everything.

The arrogant and harsh nature that the eldest prince had originally dissatisfied with, now in the eyes of everyone, became the heroic and decisive that people in the ranks should have.

Xue Jun knew what these people were thinking. Anyway, the people who were plundering were the population and property of the Southern Dynasty. His father had his own concerns, so he only had military merits.

He pointed forward, "There are countless weak cities ahead of us, waiting for us to conquer. Those cowardly men, beautiful women, and mountains of gold, silver and treasures are waiting for us to plunder!"

Just as everyone was excited, Xue Jun turned around, glanced across everyone's faces, and said in a cold voice: "The premise of getting what you need is victory. So, don't be fooled by this colorful world. If you lose, you can't take anything except leaving the body on the big land and rotting."

Everyone's expressions changed and their expressions were different.

Xue Jun seemed to have not realized it, "Don't think we are just a surprise attacker. After we have recovered enough, we will just think about going back. The father will not be so bored, and Lord Wu Ti will not be so bored. He mobilized all his troops just for a little treasure. So, don't let these treasure slaves drag down our pace. We will do a big deal this time!"

The Xianbei Iron Cavalry members then calmed down and began to think carefully.

At night, in the military tent outside the city, Xue Jun was silently looking at the map searched from the residence of the Shuozhou County Magistrate, correcting the next attack direction.

An old servant in black appeared quietly and said with a smile: "Your Highness's lecture today is indeed effective. The city has become much more stable, and most of the noisy soldiers have rested."

Xue Jun didn't raise his head, but just clicked slightly and continued to look at the picture.

He didn't care at all whether he would offend the other party. The old servant in black really didn't care at all. He smiled and said, "Your Highness is so hardworking, Your Majesty Yuan and the Empress must be even more comforted."

Xue Jun raised his head, "Brother Yuan, go and rest, thank you for your hard work these days."

The old servant in black smiled and said with a heartache: "Your Highness, it's late at night, take care of yourself."

Xue Jun nodded softly, and the old servant in black disappeared with a smile.

He is from Xue Jun's mother tribe. Since childhood, he was requested by Concubine De, the mother of Xue Jun, to go to Xue Jun to protect him. This time he went south, and he was also in close combat to attack Xue Jun.

Therefore, as long as His Highness the Great Prince can safely ascend to the top of the throne, he will do anything.

In the military tent, Xue Jun slowly put down the map and held his cheek with one hand, showing some thoughts.

When he recalled that day when he was driven out of the City of Eternal Life by his father, he thought that many people now would think it was a play he played with his father.

But only I know that it was a performance that the father unilaterally teased everyone, and I am afraid that only the scheming father himself would know how much such a performance would be.

In the night, listening to the wind outside the tent, Xue Jun silently tightened his clothes, and finally became more warm.

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In Shangyang Pass, the lights were brightly lit, and Emperor Yuan Xue Lu was in charge of a discussion on the gray painting.

Helian Qingshan and Wu Tifen sat on the side of Xue Lu. Those who originally felt that Wu Ti was not worthy of sitting in this position all closed their mouths tightly.

When the news grows wings and flies into everyone's ears, the first thing that appears in your mind is surprise, envy, and jealousy.

When I understand the taste a little, I feel boundless fear and awe.

At the end, I began to think that His Majesty Yuan Emperor wouldn't let his hundreds of thousands of troops watch the show in Shangyang Pass, right?

Therefore, everyone was full of expectations for this late-night gray discussion.

Xue Lu's eyes closed slightly, and when everyone arrived, he suddenly chuckled and said, "How is it? Or the Mid-line or the Western-line? Do you have any new ideas?"

Everyone looked at it, but no one spoke.

Xue Lu smiled gently, "At this moment, some people must have started to shake their minds. Hundreds of thousands of troops are piled up on the border of Ansai Prefecture. They have not made any achievements and have been killed or injured. All the benefits and limelight are taken over by the Xianbei cavalry on the Western Front. Why should we fight Han Feilong's North End here? Why don't we go there and kill them, which is enough for us and the tribe to live for a long time? Is that true?"

Suddenly, some of the heads lowered slightly, avoiding the burning gaze above.

"Forget it, no matter what you think, our focus is on the midline and will not change. Moreover, it is not robbery, it is conquest, so many people will die."

"One last chance, if someone disagrees with the decision or is unwilling to bear the possible losses, you can now lead your troops away."

After saying that, Xue Lu closed his eyes again, closed his mouth, and brought the room into a long silence.

During the silence, five or six princes or Da Yu Yue from each grassland snorted coldly and left directly.

These powerful people who also hold many military powers in their hands have the courage to not buy Xue Lu's account under the relatively loose political system of Beiyuan.

Their willingness to lead troops is mainly because Xue Zheng exchanged his life for Shangyang Pass. The barrier in the middle line was suddenly lost. The scimitars and bows could easily bring back countless wealth and slaves, making their own power stronger.

These confidences still exist even if the Northern Army quickly assembled with Anzhou as the core in Daduan, and were confronted with the Beiyuan army that was spread across the border of Ansai Prefecture.

But during the daytime battle, the Northern Army had already proved their determination and ability to defend their country with real swords and guns. At night, there was such news, and their minds were completely different.

In their opinion, the Western Front has opened a gap. Even if we cannot break through the natural danger of Tongtian Pass, it is not impossible to turn the big northwest into a piece of white land with their ability to come and go like the wind and invade fire. Isn’t it more than to fight to the death here?

Several powerful people who were ready to move secretly glanced at Helian Qingshan and Wu Ti, and found that they could not sit still, so they sat down patiently.

It is hard to say whether there is any contribution from Fengshan in this.

Xue Lu opened his eyes, looked as usual, and said calmly: "Marquis Wuwei, let's start."

Helian Qingshan thought about it, and a huge topographic map appeared in his hand, throwing it at the open space between the people sitting around. A charcoal pen was automatically circled four circles around the map, which were Qiuyan Pass, Shangyang Pass, Shanhe Pass, and Tongtian Pass.

"Now Qiuyan Pass and Shangyang Pass are in hand. There is no danger outside Tongtian Pass in the northwest of Daduan. There is only the Northern Army on the middle line, and the pass on the eastern line still exists. The local defense force is extremely strong, so I will not consider it for the time being."

He glanced at Wu Ti, "Now, Your Majesty is here in Shangyang Pass, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers; the Xianbei cavalry, led by the eldest prince, traverses the northwest, and the big end is facing a choice, either divide the troops in the northwest, or simply let the northwest completely rot. Anyway, they can't gather troops to wipe out the Xianbei cavalry, and ignore us, right?"

Everyone laughed, unless Yang Hao and Xun You, who are just famous, have their heads clamped by the door.

With the words of Helian Qingshan, the charcoal pen draws circles on the map, outlining the situation very clearly.

"Divide troops is the most beneficial for us. The Xianbei cavalry on the western front can avoid fighting and lead reinforcements in the vast northwest. With the reduction of troops in the middle line, our attack can also be more fierce. But if they choose the most ruthless way, without reducing troops in the middle line, give up the northwest, and retreat to the defense of Tongtian Pass, our situation will deteriorate. In war, we are always estimated at the worst situation."

"Yang Hao's little face probably doesn't have that courage, right? Haha!" a grassland nobleman said with a smile.

His words attracted many people to agree, and the room was filled with contempt for the great ruler and his subjects.

"If it was an ordinary invasion of the south, it would definitely not." Xue Lu spoke gently, and the noise disappeared, "But this is a national war."

Everyone's hearts were terrified and they began to quickly consider gains and losses.

Wu Ti, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, "The gains from the plunder of the Xianbei cavalry will be handed over to His Majesty for the reward of his merits."

Several great nobles on the grassland stood up, "You're serious about this?"

Xue Lu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Helian Qingshan said: "Next, we also made a choice. All the troops and horses of the southern expedition will be handed over to His Majesty personally, General Wu Ti is responsible for the specific implementation, and all the troops of the army shall be subject to the orders and shall not be incorrect."

As the number of grasslands is greater than Yue, Ma Qi is naturally qualified to participate in this discussion, and his location is not far from Xue Lu.

He was shocked when he heard this and said tremblingly: "General Helian, what about you?"
To be continued...