Beiyang new warlord

"Go, go to bed!"

In the face of power, women are nothing more than a valuable commodity equivalent, such as marriage marriages in the Han Dynasty, and the empress concubine presented by the Song Dynasty during the shame of Jingkang. In order to present gifts to Daliao, Wu Sangui still reluctantly gave up his favorite Precious pearl, after all, in his heart, nothing is more important than the current power and wealth.

"My brother, the king of Liao, personally! The empire fell, and the mountains and rivers were hanging upside down! As a brother, he had to surrender to the thief, weeping every night, and the right was to keep a useful body, waiting for the right time, and recovering the court!"

"Today, the bandits are arrogant, and they personally raise the army to the north, and want to hunt the mountains and seas with the younger brother. This is a god-sent opportunity. Brother Yu is willing to respond internally! To help the king of Liao destroy the bandits, it is very troublesome, hope to speed up Come back, Brother Yu is looking forward to it."

Standing there calmly, Chen Yuanyuan didn't say a word, lowered her head slightly, trying to hide her pretty face under the black cloak, Zu Sanbiao was full of expectations, but his expression fell on the On a short man less than 1.5 meters tall.

Coincidentally, less than 100 miles away from the capital, they happened to bump into the Song Xiance mission blatantly rushing to the capital under the flag of Daliao.

Looking at the handwritten letter to Mao Jue, Song Xiance couldn't help but sneered, but immediately frowned.

It is a good thing for Li Zicheng to go north. The battlefield is set in front of Shanhaiguan, which is Mao Jue's home field. Once Li Zicheng is defeated, Mao Jue can chase and kill him as much as he wants. If the Liao army takes the initiative to attack, it will be difficult to set the battlefield under the capital city. few.

But the problem was that once Li Zicheng made a move, the initiative of the war was in his hands, but now the Mao family, which made Mao Jue jealous, was still deeply trapped in the capital city.

In a million-level battle, the coach is in poor condition, which is disastrous.

Under Zu Sanbiao's nervous gaze, Song Xiance's huge head finally lifted his head from the letter paper, and this murderous soldier immediately nodded and bowed twice like an eunuch.

"My lord!"

"Wu Sangui wants to join me in Daliao?"

Although the words are harsh, there is a reason!Zu Sanbiao, a rough man, didn't fight for a name like a literati, so he immediately nodded his head.

"That's right! That's right! My family's chief general trusts Daliao! Let's discuss the great cause together!"

Do you have the qualifications to discuss a great cause together?Rolling his eyes, Song Xiance casually rolled Wu Sangui's carefully written letter of refuge into a ball, threw it into a small river ditch by the side of the road, and then arrogantly folded his arms.

"Sincere or not is not said when the upper lip touches the lower lip!"

Staring at Zu Sanbiao's forehead covered in cold sweat, Song Xiance poked his finger on his thigh.

"Prove it to King Liao!"

After talking in detail, Zu Sanbiao, who asked Dongjiang to listen, was dripping with sweat on his forehead. He turned around and said goodbye with difficulty, and slapped his hands. Song Xiance's gaze immediately fell on Chen Yuanyuan again. Under his aggressive gaze, This Jiangnan beauty couldn't help but lowered her head again, but she listened to Song Xiance's cold snort of disdain.

"Heh, Wu Sangui, who is loyal, filial and righteous? Take him down!"

On the other side, the capital camp of the Dashun Army.

Despite waiting anxiously, Zu Sanbiao who rushed back in the early morning of the third day still made Wu Sangui full of shock and disbelief. He came back so fast!

"Didn't make it to Shanhaiguan? Where's Yuanyuan? You bastard lost her?"

Hearing the roar of his own coach, Zu Sanbiao suddenly knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

"Mr. General Hui! Biaoxia and the Dongjiang envoy met at Jiangjun Mountain, a hundred miles away from the capital, and the letter has been handed over to Song Xiance, the chief military advisor under the Liao Dynasty, Mr. Song! Miss Yuanyuan was also sent north by Mr. Song!"

Chen Yuanyuan finally left! Once again, Wu Sangui's heart twitched violently, but all these things were left behind by him immediately, and his tone became hurried again, and he asked anxiously.

"What did Master Song say? Did you ever accept the surrender of my Guan Ning Army? After you took refuge in the past, how many grades did you get from the officials? Where is the station? Did you ever want to dismantle my Guan Ning Army?"

Looking at the red eyes of his coach, Zu Sanbiao swallowed heavily and shook his head with difficulty.

"Master Song said that if Guan Ning wants to join the Liao King, he must first prove your sincerity!"

"Yes, we must first take Ji Guogong's family out of the capital for King Liao, otherwise we will not be able to discuss anything!"

Not only Wu Sangui was stunned by this news, even Li Benshen, Guan Ning generals like Wang Pingfan couldn't help swallowing their saliva!

Chapter 581. Chen Jiao's Choice

The matter was actually very unfortunate. If it was four days ago, for Wu Sangui, the task of rescuing Mao Wenlong would have been relatively simple. After all, the Duke of Ji’s mansion was still unknown at that time. He was not forced to a corner, but he still had fantasies about Dashun, and he didn't want to turn against it.

But now, his Guan Ning army was forced to serve as cannon fodder to fight in the front line, with a dead end, and when he was unwilling to change his court, the Duke of Ji's mansion became the eye of the storm again.

Li Zicheng is not stupid. Since he wants to do right with Mao Jue, he must be optimistic about Mao Wenlong's family. Even if he is full of confidence, it is a good thing to have a bargaining chip in his hand. What's more, Mrs. Liao is still the spoils of his sworn brother Liu Zongmin !

Today's Andingfang can be regarded as five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry. It is heavily guarded. There are six dignified mansions in the front, back, left, and right, as well as the Jixiang Temple in Xingyefang next door. It is also not far away, if you want to steal people out, you must mobilize an army to attack.

It is too difficult for Wu Sangui to transfer his Guanning Army from the northernmost part of the camp to the inner city, break through Liu Zongmin's left camp and Li Guo's tiger cavalry camp, and rescue people from the city!

What's more, Wu Sangui is not like this, if he fights like this, his Guan Ning Army will be finished! Guan Ning Army is his lifeblood, keeping his wealth in troubled times, how could he be willing to work so hard for Mao Jue?

But Chen Yuanyuan sent them all away!If he didn't do anything, even if Mao Jue turned against him before the final battle, he wouldn't be spared lightly.

So at dawn the next day, Wu Sangui, who hadn't slept all night, carried a wine jar and headed to the camp next door with a look of energy.

"Brother Ma BMW is here?"

At this time, Song Xiance's team also arrived not far from the outskirts of the capital, and did not go straight to Li Zicheng's camp to negotiate the redemption as he should, but he was not far from Changping, and he also waited and watched.

"Tsk tsk, there are really many people!"

A few miles away, the faint smoke of the 70 troops can be clearly seen. Looking through the binoculars, a sneer always lingers on Song Xiance's huge head, but the deputy envoy beside him, the Liaodong clan Zhao Kezhi, the governor of Liaozhengyuan, who was born in Liao Dynasty, frowned, holding his fists tightly with a sad face.

"Master Song, shall we entrust the matter to that capricious villain Wu Sangui? What if something happens?"

"Li Zicheng's army is about to go out, so it's impossible to talk about redeeming people! We also tried our best! What's more, isn't there still Lu Zhong in the capital to cooperate with us?"

"Anyway, this matter has been understood in the past two days!"

Finally put away the binoculars and looked at his deputy, Song Xiance said calmly, but the sharpness in his eyes made Zhao Ke tremble uncontrollably.

In fact, Mao Jue is the only one in Dongjiang who is concerned about the return of Mao Wenlong and Chen Jiao. Whether it is Hong Chengchou, Shen Rui, his civil servants like Song Xiance, or Shen Rong, Liu Chong, even Kong Youde, who was once Mao Wenlong's adopted son, is the only one in Dongjiang. However, Geng Zhongming is more concerned about the decisive battle with Li Zicheng Dashun, as long as he defeats Li Zicheng, he will be the power of the world!

Even if Mao Wenlong and Chen Jiao died in the capital, it would be fine if Daliao could fight Dashun to the death without any worries! It would be even better if they were dead. Isn’t Wu Sangui in history just using the banner of national hatred and family hatred to fight against Dashun in one fell swoop? Is Li Zicheng a complete failure?

For the first time, Dong Jiang's will and the will of Mao Jue, the main army, went against each other!Before Dongjiang's will, looking at Song Xiance's gloomy eyes, Zhao Kezhi, a descendant of the Tieshan Zhao family who fled to Dongjiang with Mao Wenlong and founded Dongjiang Town, also silently closed his mouth.

Wu Sangui's appearance had some effect.

The sun sank into the western sky once again, drowning the huge capital city in darkness, and the thick night became the best protective color for all conspiracies.

"It's dry, be careful with candles!"

bang~bang~

Dull voices, monotonous bangs, even if Da Ming was changed to Da Shun, it did not change the fact that the residents of the capital needed a policeman, dressed in black and carrying a white paper lantern, more like a ghost than a ghost. Human-like night watchmen staggered along the broad streets of the capital.

This kind of people is so unlucky, even the Shunjun patrols they met head-on turned around a little bit, and finally the soldier with the long gun vomited on the ground unluckily.