Douluo's Drunk Red Dust

After the court ended, Song Ziqing happily pulled Zui Hongchen and walked in the front, putting his arm on his shoulder.

The ministers behind them filed out. They stared at the backs of the two people, and then they thought that, unknowingly, eight years had passed since the last election of talented people.

They should have expected that these students in the Sun and Moon Imperial City are not just a thing in the pool, and some officials are talents recommended by the previous batch of eight years. Now that they see the so-called juniors, they only have blessings in their hearts.

"Your Majesty is angry, that's why he uses Zhuangyuanlang."

Prime Minister Ji Fulin narrowed his eyes. He had said nothing in the court just now. At his position, only Prime Ministers of the same level could confront him.

"You guys...hum, take care of yourself."

Seeing the ministers gathered together, Ji Fulin waved his sleeves and left.

No one is a fool. After learning that the Duke of Yue could not go out, these ministers tried their best to introduce their family members to go north to make meritorious deeds. However, they did not expect that the emperor cut the mess with a sharp knife and directly handed over the task to a person who was not usually very famous. Colonel Liu Hu.

"Drunk Red Dust."

A steady bass sounded behind him, and Zui Hongchen turned sideways and saluted the person behind him.

"Homeowner."

Jing Hongchen looked Zui Hongchen up and down, as if he was meeting him for the first time. The sharpness he showed in the court just now made him completely unable to compare with the usually low-key smiling young man.

Yes, low-key.

It stands to reason that with his status as the number one scholar, Zui Hongchen can enjoy a good time in the Sun and Moon Imperial City. Every wealthy family wants to invite him to sit there, not to mention all the ladies and oirans who are interested in him.

But he didn't take any action. He didn't seem to care about this honor at all. He only maintained the college and the hotel, these two points of life.

The two of them were only a few steps apart, but they seemed to be from two different worlds.

The autumn wind is bleak, blowing up the luxurious brocade clothes of Jing Hongchen, and also blowing the old linen clothes of Zui Hongchen.

"You...do you think the Hongchen family is too mean to you by striving for glory in the court?"

Jing Hongchen looked down at the white-haired boy. This hair color was the only one in the Hongchen family.

As rumors of Zui Hongchen's kindness and filial piety spread throughout the Sun and Moon Imperial City, what was also talked about by everyone was that Zui Hongchen was the bastard of the Hongchen family, and he had reached this stage entirely through his own hard work.

Jing Hongchen was furious when he heard this rumor. He even thought it was Zui Hongchen who had people spread the rumor.

"Why did the head of the family ask that?" Zui Hongchen's black eyes were pure, and he cupped his hands, "For the country, everyone should do this, fighting for the sun and the moon, is this natural, right?"

Jing Hongchen was furious after being stabbed. Just as he was about to step forward, a person stopped him.

"Why are you so angry at a young man? You have the guts to educate a few students like him in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy?" Ji Fulin stood in front of Jing Hongchen and stroked him. Beard shows attitude.

"This is the Hongchen family, isn't it appropriate to get involved?"

"Is it more important, family affairs or national affairs?"

Ji Fulin's words made Jing Hongchen stand there, unable to say a word to refute, and watched helplessly as Zui Hongchen saluted him and left quickly with Song Ziqing.

"Xiao'er and Meng'er are no worse than this kid."

Jing Hongchen thought to himself, snorted coldly, and strode away.

The bickering between the two reached the palace not long after, and the emperor was very happy after hearing it, "Haha, Fulin's words blocked Old Man Jing's mouth."

"My champion is right, I'll wait and see what his results are."

. . .

When Wang Laoshi heard that Zui Hongchen was leading troops to fight, he was almost frightened to death. He cried and begged Zui Hongchen not to take such risks. However, he gave up persuasion after hearing that it was His Majesty who named him.

After Wang Laoshi was settled, Zui Hongchen and Song Ziqing changed out of their civilian clothes and put on military hard armor, and arranged to meet outside the city gate.

Song Ziqing's eyes lit up when he saw Zui Hongchen, "Hey, brother, you look really smart in this military uniform."

Zui Hongchen's capital was not bad, but he usually wore civilian clothes and mingled among the crowd and kept a low profile, which made many people subconsciously forget about him.

Seeing him wearing the armor at this time, Song Ziqing couldn't help but sigh, it was his grandma's. If Zui Hongchen wore this to visit a brothel, it would be possible that all the prostitutes who were not prostitutes would be vying to sacrifice themselves.

The two saw 300 defenders at the training ground outside the city. The [-] people had resolute faces. When they heard that these two hairy little boys were appointed as deputy generals, they couldn't help but have strong doubts.

Zui Hongchen saw it but didn't say that now was not the time to prove his ability.

After waiting for Captain Liu Hu, a group of 400 attackers left the Yuesuguan Gate in a mighty manner and marched toward the north.

Zui Hongchen almost vomited and had diarrhea because of the horse's support. When he got off the horse at night, the inner thighs felt uncomfortable. After receiving Liu Hu's ointment, Zui Hongchen finally got used to it after lying down all night.

He spent time carefully observing the so-called soul master army.

The soul masters dispatched this time were not elites, but recruits who had been in the army for less than a year and had not been on the battlefield yet.

However, all of them have soul power, and some of them are even soul masters.

They are equipped with first-level soul guidance rays and first-level soul guidance spears, and their weapons have been completely replaced by soul guidance devices.

On the other hand, the city defense army is equipped with bows, arrows and swords, which are still the standard equipment of cavalry in the cold weapon era.

After walking in a hurry for nearly dozens of days, Zui Hongchen finally saw the outskirts of Qiangu City.

"Beiyuan Wolf Court should have already attacked. I don't know if Qiangu City has been affected." Liu Hu frowned, obviously not optimistic.

The group passed through civilian residences outside the city and successfully entered the city after showing their identities.

The Lord of Qiangu City met them and looked relieved after meeting them.

"Tell me about the situation."

In this scene, it was difficult for Zui Hongchen to speak, so Liu Hu, as the commander-in-chief this time, began to ask about the situation.

"Beiyuan Langting has been robbing nearby for three days. The people outside the pass have all evacuated to the city with their finances. Those barbarians have been burning houses for fun these days. It is estimated that they will turn elsewhere and continue robbing soon."

Beiyuan Wolf Court will not attack the city. Most of their troops are wandering cavalry. Attacking the city will only lead to death. Zui Hongchen knows this in his heart.

Liu Hu took over the city defense map, summoned the leaders and deputy generals to enter, and held a small military meeting.

"Fight, repel them head-on."

This is the thought of most lieutenants and leaders.

After listening to the generals' opinions, Liu Hu nodded, and then looked at Zui Hongchen. Seeing his thoughtful expression, he spoke. "Drunk Lieutenant, do you have any ideas?"

Zui Hongchen paused, sorted out his thoughts, and then said, "As the generals said, I also agree with the decision to fight, but there are many successful ways to fight. I think... Beiyuan Langting can be defeated. All the troops in this attack were buried here."

He took the map and pointed at the houses of civilians outside the city. "We might as well hold a decisive battle here and kill them all."