Qihuang

Two miles away from the city gate of Jizhou, there was turmoil in the barracks.

Xu Shaoqing arrived suddenly with an order to dispatch troops. In front of the camp gate, there were still Mobei Yan Shizi who was wiping his waist knife, and a lifeless bearded young man.

After hearing Xu Shaoqing's words, Ruan Hongfang, the left guard, dropped the spear in his hand to the ground.

"What? Young master Zhu... no, Zhu Zhihua..." Blue veins bulged, and Ruan Hongfang Yuanpan's face gradually flushed red: "The captain is kind to the brothers in the army. Since it was the arrangement of the captain before his death, the brothers don't worry about it." I will die."

Before Ruan Hongfang could finish his sentence, Lin Yiyang, the guard of the right, rushed to the back to gather troops in a rage.

Xu Duwei was able to run the army well, and was respected by the soldiers. Before his death, he would often invite Yan Liao to the army to talk about how to run the army. The left and right guards admired these two in their hearts.

After Yan Liao wiped the knife, he put the knife back into its sheath, just as Lin Er led Yan Liao's red rabbit to the gate of the camp.

Lin Er's complexion was very bad. When he saw Yan Liao, his eyes were evasive. While tying the red rabbit to the stake, he pretended to be relaxed and asked Yan Liao: "This subordinate brought clean clothes for the son, should the son change now?" ?”

Yan Liao stroked the red rabbit's mane, with an imperceptible look of tiredness in his eyes, and said to Lin Er: "If Jizhou is not stable, let your master go to Mobei temporarily."

Lin Er's complexion became even worse, and he scratched his head stiffly: "Fang... Fang Master asked his subordinates to continue to follow Shizi."

Yan Liao didn't care, and asked Lin Er to take the change of clothes into the military tent with him. After changing into new clothes, Yan Liao caught a glimpse of a brand new military flag laid out on the table, before it could be hung out.

After the founding emperor Sima Xidang of the Da'an Dynasty ruled the troubled times and ruled the world, he once said that "the world will be clear", so the Da'an military flag is black on a white background, implying "the rule of Da'an, the world will be clear", and it is necessary to have a feast of sea and rivers, and to make mountains and rivers permanent .

Yan Liao picked up a stone inkstone on the table, raised his hand and splashed ink, and a white flag was easily dyed black.Yan Liao picked up the vermilion pen again, leaned slightly, swiped the vermilion pen, and made a dark red "Swallow", inscribed on the flag with vigor, and the military flag of the Da'an Dynasty instantly became the King Yan flag of Mobei.

They split into two groups with Xu Shaoqing. Behind Yan Liao, on the left and on the right, were Baili Yunting and the left guard Ruan Hongfang, and in front of him was Lin Er.In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, the wind was blowing and the snow was thick and the ground was thick. Two thousand cavalrymen followed the Swallow flag fluttering in the front, and their horseshoes splashed the white snow, heading for Mobei.

Lin Er, who seemed to be leading the way in the front, was trembling in his heart, his face turned red and purple, and he felt anxious.

Lin Yixin said what was going on, how could the general who marched not go first, but instead let the flag horse run at the front?

But thinking that if he can go back alive this time, he will have to brag about it for the rest of his life, bragging until he dies, bragging that he once carried the flag for Yan Shizi, and even rode in front of Yan Shizi...

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Mobei Wangcheng Pass, in front of Dongyang Pass.

It snowed overnight, and large flakes of snow piled up the closed door into thick white.But one day, the door was closed and wide open, and no one was guarding it.

Yan Liao's face was colder than frost and snow, and he ordered to move on.

Going forward, on both sides of the official road, there are figures half buried in the snow, dozens of people, the blood is already stiff.

Lin Er reined in his horse and slowed down, retreated to Yan Liao's side, and said in a low voice, "My son, it seems that they are all soldiers from Dongyang Pass, and they were attacked."

Silently scanning the corpses on the ground, most of the clothes they were wearing were the uniforms of the imperial guards in the palace, Yan Liao's heart sank: "No, the one who was attacked was the imperial guards of my son."

It was probably because Xu Shaozhuo saw that he had not returned to the palace, and took people out of the city to meet him, just in time for Yan Yu to lead his troops to the king's city.

Lin Er rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty: "Then...Xu Jinwei..."

Yan Liao pinched the horse's rein with one finger, looked up at the sky.

I don't want to, and I don't have time to come down and check who died one by one.

Lowering his eyelashes to calm himself down, Yan Liao said in a hoarse voice, "After Mobei is calmed down, send someone to bring these brothers home."

That silly boy Xu Shaozhuo was never very obedient, so he told him that he could go back to the palace with harm.

Died at the hands of the Mobei sergeant, that silly boy was worried about his own safety until the end of his life.

With the cold wind raging on his face, Yan Liao continued to rush to Mobei King City.

Once the battle begins, it is a brutal beginning.

When they arrived at the foot of the city gate of Wangcheng, the heavy city gate was closed tightly, and the gray and yellow city tower was already full of Yan Yu's people.

Yan Yu has been waiting for Yan Liao. He knew that Yan Liao would not be rebelled by him, but would immediately go to Jizhou to send troops back to suppress him, but he never imagined that Yan Liao would be so fast. In the afternoon of the next day, he returned to Mobei with his soldiers and horses.

And also holding the Yan character flag.

There really is his!

On the city tower, Yan Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, and slammed her fist hard on the city bricks to vent her anger.

Looking at Yan Liao on the Chitu horse in front of Qianjun, Yan Yu sneered and shouted: "Yan Liao, do you think it will be useful for you to bring back soldiers from Jizhou!"

Yan Yu was still a little strange, Yan Liao came back with borrowed troops, why did he only bring so few cavalry?He looked down, and there were only 2000 people at most outside the city gate.How can the thousands of cavalry in Jizhou resist the cavalry in Mobei?What is Yan Liao thinking?

But no matter what Yan Liao was thinking, no matter how cleverly Yan Liao used his troops, Yan Yu had already made full preparations, and he was sure that he would catch Yan Liao here.

Yan Liao didn't pay attention to Yan Yu's shouting, he looked at the outer area of ​​Wangcheng.

The small wine shop that had been sitting at the gate of the city for several days was trampled and overturned by horseshoes. The tables and chairs were scattered all over the place, and the stove used by the old lady to warm the wine was also dumped in the snow.The Zangshu Pavilion, which was lit as a wolf smoke, stood scorched and withered in the wind and snow, and there were a few ordinary people scattered outside the pavilion. They must be workers who carried the books in the Shuge Pavilion, and died inexplicably at the hands of their own people who suddenly rushed to the foot of the royal city. inside.

And these are just outside the city, what about inside the royal city?

Even if there is an accident in the palace, there will be guards standing up for a period of time. Even if the ministers resist, Yan Yu will use them in the coup, and they will not kill them, but what about the people who have no power to restrain chickens.

Yan Liao's heart was chilled, he didn't understand how Yan Yu would become like this in this life?Obsessed with entitlement?Want to call yourself king?

But how can there be such a stupid way to usurp the throne?

Don't talk about yourself, father Wang Deren's reputation has always been famous in Mobei, how can such a king of Mobei usurp the throne?

Even if he wanted to usurp him, he should have done so without bloodshed. He should have treated him like Yan Yu and his father in his previous life.

Yan Liao looked at Yan Yu like a fool, and then asked the question in his heart: "Yan Yu, why did you betray my son?"

Yan Yu couldn't stand Yan Liao's gaze.

Obviously I am standing on the top of the city tower, Yan Liao is at the foot of the city gate; I am in the upper hand, Yan Liao is in the weaker position, why does Yan Liao look at him so high up, calm and not startled, as if the two people's positions are exactly opposite.

"Yan Liao, you are arrogant and rebellious. For the sake of Mo Bei, this general cannot let someone like you inherit the throne in the future!" After thinking for a while, Yan Yu said again: "The Wang Shangzhai has a kind heart and loves you arrogantly. , but you are secretly raising private soldiers without telling the king, what a deep thought you have!"

Yan Liao laughed angrily at Yan Yu's words, and said: "So now you are using the private soldiers raised by this son to deal with this son, you are really noble."

Yan Yu was righteous and awe-inspiring: "I am for the future of Mobei."

"You useless thing, if you have anything to say, come down and tell me in front of me, what are you doing standing so tall?"

Yan Liao didn't even have the guts to say the real reason, and Yan Liao just found it boring in this hypocritical and righteous mouth.

After all, Yan Yu was also Yan Liao's cousin, Yan Liao spoke so bluntly, he said angrily: "It's a shame that you are still a student of the great Confucian Mr. Fan, you must have read a lot of books into the stomach of a dog."

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and cursed again: "What great Confucianism, the students taught are thinking about raising troops to rebel all day long, what on earth is the king thinking, and erecting a monument when a person dies, I think this is their aunt The Su people's plan uses us Mobei as a pawn, and I don't know what's in mind."

The playful expression on Yan Liao's face faded, he looked at Yan Yu coldly and said, "Xiao Yu, you are not allowed to speak right and wrong of my teacher."

Yan Yu hadn't been called by this name for many years, and Yan Yu was shocked, staring at Yan Liao full of hatred, "You still know my surname is Xiao, then do you remember that you also have half of Xiao's blood on your body? If you remember... Why on earth did you imprison my father at the foot of the Great Wall and force him to guard the Great Wall for ten years and never return to the Royal City!"

Seeing Yan Yu's sudden ferocity, Yan Liao's mind suddenly became clear, and he probably understood why Yan Yu turned against him.

It turned out that it was for his father to complain about injustice.

Yan Liao's eyes were complicated, and he felt that it was really incomprehensible for fate to play with mortals in such a way.

Yan Liao and Yan Yu are cousins, and Yan Liao's mother queen is Yan Yu's father's biological sister.

It's a pity that the dignified and beautiful queen of Mobei, Fu Qian, died of dystocia on the spot after giving birth to Yan Liao.The king of Mobei happened to be an infatuated kind, so he refused to renew the throne, so Yan Liao was the only heir to the throne, and without accident, there would be no other royal heirs.So Yan Liao became the treasure held in the hands of everyone, for fear that he would have a little accident, or that he would be a little unhappy.

Taking care of her, pampering her, giving her what she wants, she has turned Yan Liao into a bully.Among them, the one who deserves the most credit is Yan Liao's uncle Xiao Cheng'en.

Of course, this is all a matter of the previous life.

In her previous life, Yan Liao was brought up to look like that, and she didn't think there was anything wrong.By the time Yan Liao realized something was wrong, it was already before the 11-year-old holiday.

After the sad news that his father was executed for killing the king came from Xian'an, the uncle's tail was finally revealed.

Xiao Chengen killed all the ministers in Mobei, and handed over a memorial to the court, claiming that everything was the fault of the king of Mobei. Please do not blame the Mobei Kingdom for its crimes.

The rotten imperial court readily agreed, so Mobei's naive new king ascended the throne, and the ignorant Yan Liao became the puppet of Xiao Chengen's power.