Beiyang new warlord

Familiar yet sharp pleading voices suddenly reached her ears, fear made Aimee Zhu turn around and run away tremblingly, but an unknown force pulled her, making her lean in that direction involuntarily.

puff~

A stream of red blood immediately dyed the white silk hanging on the hall red, and with a plop, something fell heavily to the ground. Fear finally completely swallowed Zhu Wei, covering her small mouth with one hand, she turned around abruptly. body, fled back in horror.

However, the light and shadow suddenly intertwined, obviously she escaped from the palace, but the next step, she just stepped into the palace. The concubine, Concubine Li, and the nightmare that she will never forget, that figure, that pale face, sad eyes, messy hair, and the long sword dripping with blood, were all placed in front of her eyes.

"Why did you give birth to my family? Why did you give birth to my family!!!"

In the sharp roar like a crow, the blood-dripping long sword was raised high towards her.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Shouting, Chang Ping sat up abruptly, the movement was too violent, a heavy object fell off her chest, and rolled onto her strong thighs, beads of sweat had already wet her forehead, and the tips of her hair were sticky on her skin. above.

It turned out to be a dream!

He wanted to wipe his sweat with his hands, but after pumping twice, he still couldn’t move. His little hands were still tied behind his back by Han Xiaomo’s mischief. He didn’t know whether it was tied or pressed, and his whole arm was numb. , and the culprit who used his bulging breasts as a pillow, and pressed him to have nightmares, actually slept comfortably on his own thighs, making Chang Ping curl up the same tied thighs.

But at this time, there was a sudden violent knock on the door, and outside the door, a voice with a strong Mongolian accent shouted anxiously, and there was a trace of tremor in the voice.

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Official army, official army and Zalut Mongolia, kill! Killed!"

She was startled and wanted to get out of bed, but Chang Ping couldn't even get up after struggling twice because of the bindings all over her body. Under anxiety, she moved her hard buttocks backwards, causing Han Xiaomo's little head to fall on the bed, and then The little feet that were close together stepped on her face unceremoniously.

"Wake up quickly!!!"

.........

It's still the same glass bridge aisle between the three sub-buildings, except that the well-dressed directors of the Shanxi Merchants Guild were replaced by dirty Bansheng coal workers. Ban Sheng, holding a bow and arrow, squatted nervously to watch.

Angeturi, Zhao Dazhuang, and even Zhang Junrong have already arrived here early.

His hands and feet were numb, and he managed to avoid falling when he went up the stairs. Holding on to the handrail, Chang Ping finally stood firm, and then staggered to the aisle window under the stunned gaze of several leaders.

"What's the matter?"

Angeturi didn't speak, and he didn't need to explain, because in a blink of an eye, the vast Baoketu Grassland had been displayed in front of the long plane.

On the left, the Sulu Ding battle flag was hung with a mass of yak hair and was floating fiercely with the wind. The messy Mongolian light cavalry carried herd bows and scimitars in their hands, howling like mad dogs. layer.

However, they can only be regarded as threats, and the right side is completely deadly.

The battle column formation, two legions form a row, three rows, and the cavalry brigade is on the edge. Between the front of the legion and the gap, two horses pull heavy field guns and press deep ruts on the soft grass. The army array was like a rising tide of black sea, overwhelming the sky, and the bayonets carried on the shoulders of the private soldiers formed a layer of knives floating on the sea.

Dozens of banners with Ming characters, Mao characters, and Tian characters are full of evil spirits, hunting and flying in mid-air.

Even though Mao Jue and Mao Jue had inspected the Jingshi Army and the merged Northern Army, Chang Ping still felt a sense of suffocation when facing this army directly, and couldn't help crying out.

"So fast!"

Also full of shock and suffocation for a few seconds, Zhao Dazhuang lowered his voice and said in a low voice and hurriedly: "In addition to the man who was brought back from the Sunite Department and the Wenggu Department, now the coal mine can be opened." There are about [-] people, if it drags on for a few days, some on the edge of the desert..."

"How many days?"

This tense preparation was suddenly interrupted by laughter, full of mockery, Zhang Junrong sneered disdainfully: "Do you think it can be delayed for a few days? Naive!"

"You say the old thing again?"

His neck was full of veins, Zhao Dazhuang tilted his head and was about to pounce on him, but he didn't even pay attention to him, stretched out his hand, Zhang Junrong said with a smile.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly! On the far right is the First Corps of Shanxi Town with the blood-red battle flag. It is based on the first to fourth regiments of the Hegang Corps, which was led by the Shangshu of Hubu and the University of Wuyingdian Master Sun. The main army was built. In Ula, Jilin, this army overcame more than 50 main forces of the Jurchen Eight Banners. In the Shanhaiguan War, it also fought against Li Chuang's army of more than [-] in turn for several days, dragging the army to the moment of strategic encirclement !"

"The army on the left back with extra red dots on the armor is the Shanxi Fifth Corps built with the Yizhou Suppression Regiment as the backbone. Back then in the Osaka Sanzan, this group of bastards were the first to kill that old bastard Tokugawa Iemitsu, and no one was wilder than them."

With his fingers retracted, his face full of pride and disdain, Zhang Junrong snorted and continued: "Not to mention those meritorious regiments, but even those newly-built ordinary regiments, a regular soldier has also experienced thousands of kilometers of training and hundreds of thousands of assassination trainings. A thousand rounds of target shooting training, single-handed combat is enough to knock down a few people, tough guys who make killing as a profession, just rely on you..."

Zhang Junrong didn't continue to speak, but the entire Bansheng leader became silent again.

"Your Highness."

"kindness!"

From the bag he was carrying, Chang Ping took out his news notebook and handed it out: "Send someone to deliver this to Qu Shixu and Tian Tao, I believe they will negotiate!"

Angeturi's eyes fell on Zhang Junrong, but this smelly and tough old police chief stood behind Changping muffled with his arms folded, shook his head helplessly, and took the news book. Handed it to Han Xiaomo.

"Xiaomo, please go and run again!"

"Xiaomo knows, promise to complete the task!"

The young man didn't know how to feel sad, so he took the book angrily, and immediately the prairie wild girl ran downstairs in a hurry. A moment later, Yiqi flew out against the mighty army alone with a white flag.

Under the nearly suffocating gazes of Changping and the others upstairs, facing her, two robust cavalrymen suddenly ran out from the army formation, grabbed the girl as easily as if they were carrying chickens, put them under their crotches, and ran back In the army formation, only half a minute later, the Shanxi Army, which was still rolling into the tide, finally stopped abruptly.

Even Zhu Yuhui couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief, and the tense bodies of the other leaders relaxed all of a sudden, and they looked around contemptuously, but Zhang Junrong himself couldn't help but let out a dirty breath Come.

A few minutes passed, and Han Xiaomo hurried back to the Baoketu Coal Mine once again, squeezing out from the legionary infantry lined up like a wall.

"Brother! Brother Zhao! The two high officials on the opposite side want to negotiate!"

Chapter 756. Infernal Affairs

A tent was set up between the Baoketu coal mine and the Ming army heading north.

　∧ Shisi still didn't dare to risk the princess Changping after all, and with a dozen cavalrymen, he and Tian Chou, the military governor of Shanxi Town, rode over on horseback with sullen faces.

On the other side, the gate of the coal mine was opened with a bang, and Zhu Yuhui and his party walked slowly over. As the only bargaining chip for these Bansheng tribesmen, she received special care, and her little hands were chained behind her back with heavy shackles. Beside him, there were three guns pointed at him, so he was extremely careful.

He was escorted to the front of the tent with his hands behind his back, looking at the green canvas military tent, Chang Ping couldn't help swallowing heavily.

　She doesn't care about Shishi and Tianchou, but what makes her uneasy is the man who sits in the Forbidden City and holds the whole world in his hands. It is estimated that the past dynasties have been abolished long ago, especially her current behavior is enough to be called a rebellion.

If it was Chongzhen, Zhu Yuhui had no doubt that she would be ruthlessly sacrificed, but now it was him, would he forgive herself?Will he give the more than 5 traitors, and even more Ban Shengmin in the entire grassland, a way of life because of himself?

Changping's heart was beating violently.

In order to express sincerity, the twelve Ming army knights stood facing outwards, and the twelve Bansheng tribesmen stood on the other side. Han Xiaomo opened the tent door, Angeturi took the lead in, bent Lowering his waist, Chang Ping followed closely behind. In the tent, a ball of candles were crackling and burning. On the opposite side of the candle was Qu Shixu's gloomy face, staring at him with gritted teeth. On the other side, Commander Tian Chou leaned slightly. In the last step, to Chang Ping's surprise, he was obviously absent-minded.

In addition, the last time I interviewed the Baoketu Coal Mine, the two Mongolian fat men that Zhu Yuhui had seen were there. After entering Jiaofang, Si De was trained by many tall and mighty men, all of them looked listless.

"Your Highness, you are endangering the empire!"

As soon as he came in, Qu Shixu couldn't help roaring angrily. The old guy was dry and thin, but his lung capacity was not small. The saliva flew more than three meters away and jumped onto Zhao Dazhuang's face.

But looking at his annoyed expression, Chang Ping raised her little hand locked behind her back to the right, and said innocently: "Master Qu, this concubine is just a weak woman who was kidnapped by the mob. Can't you understand?"

"Your Majesty's matter will be decided by His Majesty!"