The Blood Crown

Years ago, Yan Sikong received a New Year gift from Yunnan—a pair of very precious landscape paintings by Wu Daozi. When Yan Sikong taught Chen Kui in class, he expressed his admiration for this painting saint many times. , I didn't expect Chen Yu to still remember it now.

The value of this painting is immeasurable, Yan Sikong couldn't put it down, and would take it out to appreciate it whenever he had free time.

After watching it for two days, Feng Ye became unhappy, and mocked: "Chen Kui understands your preferences very well, so he will please you."

Yan Sikong heard the words, put away the painting without any trace, and said lightly: "But there is no scholar who doesn't love calligraphy and painting. He doesn't need to know me, and he won't send it wrong."

"The imperial court is staring at Yunnan, and he is still in the mood to give you calligraphy and paintings. I don't think he may have a peaceful life."

"Any new news?"

"Since the beginning of winter, Yunnan has been raining and snowing constantly, and the roads are muddy and difficult to pass. Therefore, the food roads will inevitably be blocked. If I were the commander, I would take advantage of this time to besiege the city and cut off Zhongqing's food supplies."

"Zhongqing has a lot of grain, enough for a year's needs."

"However, if we don't siege now, when the weather improves and the transportation between cities is convenient, food transportation and rescue will be much easier than now, it will be even more unfavorable to siege at that time."

"Before I leave, I asked Chen Yu to divide his troops. We can't leave all our troops in Zhongqing. He has already laid out the layout in the surrounding cities, and he can form a corner and help each other."

"But the soldiers and horses of the imperial court are far better than Chen Kui."

Yan Sikong sighed: "This battle can only be defended, I hope he can bear it."

"there's one more thing."

"Ok?"

Feng Ye raised his eyebrows: "Why, didn't Chen Kui tell you?"

"What's the matter?" Yan Sikong asked puzzled.

"The spies said that he secretly hired the daughter of King Wu."

Yan Sikong didn't care much: "I chose this marriage for him, but it's hard to say whether the King of Wu will marry his daughter to him, especially since the news that the court is going to put down the rebellion is spreading, King Wu It’s time to wait and see.”

"If he really unites with the King of Wu, at least the land of Shu will fall under his control, and Guizhou is probably just around the corner. By then, he will be too powerful. How can we control it?"

"Shu and Guizhou have been plagued by natural disasters in recent years. Those who could rebel all followed you. Now most of the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled. There will not be too many soldiers and horses for them in these two places, so don't worry. "

Feng Ye snorted coldly: "When it comes to your mouth, it seems that everything is under control, so why did you let our prisoner go like that?"

Yan Sikong knew who Feng Ye was talking about, and he also felt very defeated in this matter.

"I have sent an assassin to chase after Shen Hexuan." Feng Ye squinted at Yan Sikong, "Once found, there will be no mercy."

Yan Sikong stared blankly at Feng Ye.

"Why, do you still care about your classmates? He can stop my tens of thousands of troops with a few thousand remnants, such a person will have endless troubles!" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, "When did you come to be so kind to a woman. "

Yan Sikong sighed: "I really cherish him too much, and I have been reluctant to kill him... Anyway, just do as you say." Feng Ye is right, if Shen Hexuan can't be used by them, he can only kill him. Only then can we avoid future troubles.

"You cherish his talent, but he doesn't accept your favor." Feng Ye said displeased, "Besides, you gave him to Chen Kui, and asked Chen Kui to let him go by borrowing flowers and presenting Buddha. This is really the worst thing you have ever done. Stupid thing."

Yan Sikong smiled wryly: "You are right, I did a stupid thing."

Seeing Yan Sikong's disappointed expression, Feng Ye squeezed his chin: "Forget it, just get rid of this person."

Yan Sikong gave a low "hmm".

"You like calligraphy and painting, I will ask someone to collect them and send them to you."

"No, I admire the famous calligrapher Gao Shan, and I don't have to keep it for myself. Don't waste people and money for it."

"It's okay, I can only give you these." Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong fixedly.

Yan Sikong heard the deep meaning behind Feng Ye, Feng Ye introduced him as the number one counselor, but he would not give him the real power of a soldier, and he was not stingy with glory and wealth.The two seem to be gluey, but in fact Fengye has always been on guard against him, and what he wants is of course not treasures of calligraphy and painting. One day, Chen Yu will be put on the throne of God, and he will rely on Fengye to control the power of civil servants. Inside and outside the court, Fengye can only trust him and has to give him, he is not in a hurry now.

Feng Ye took Yan Sikong's hand, pulled him closer, and gently stroked his cheek: "When the ground grows grass for war horses, that's when I send troops to the Central Plains. This trip is extremely dangerous. Will you enter the capital as you said?"

"Yes." Yan Sikong raised his head and looked at Feng Ye firmly.

Feng Ye nodded in satisfaction.

"What about you, will you help Chen Yu ascend the throne as I said, and help the country with me?"

Feng Ye also said: "Yes."

Yan Sikong buried his face in Feng Ye's chest, listening to the steady heartbeat, he was full of thoughts.

After this year, they will really raise their troops to fight. Whether it is victory, defeat, life or death, no one can predict it. It took him 20 years to get to where he is today.

He will go nowhere.

-

Unsurprisingly, 12 troops from the imperial court sent troops to Yunnan, vowing to put down the rebellion of the king of Chu. When they received the news, it was already a year later.

Datong is making pre-war preparations every day, even on New Year's Eve.

Before the soldiers and horses moved, the food and grass went first. As soon as the snow melted, Yuan Shaoxu escorted the food transport troops to set off. General Feng Ye asked Feng Changyue to stay in Datong's lair, and took 16 soldiers and horses to sit in the rear. The remaining [-] soldiers and horses, Divide the troops into two groups, take Qingyang on the one hand, and Taiyuan on the other side. As long as one of these two cities is obtained, the door to the Central Plains can be opened.

Datong is actually not far from the capital, and if they march quickly, they can reach it in ten days. They also discussed that they would go straight to Huanglong and kill the capital by surprise. Break through the Forbidden City, otherwise, they will be stolen from the rear by the Central Plains army. In addition, Jiangnan and Huguang are also coming to help.

Therefore, in order to win the capital, we must first win the hinterland of the Central Plains and open up the grain roads to prepare for a protracted battle.

Feng Ye granted Yuannan Yu a soldier's talisman, ordering him to lead [-] troops to attack Qingyang, and he would lead an army of [-] to capture Taiyuan. After careful consideration, Yan Sikong decided to follow Feng Ye, because Taiyuan is the key to this battle, and It is much more difficult to attack than Qingyang.

On the day when the spring returned to the earth, 20 troops swore in Datong, with armor like clouds and spears like forests.

Yan Sikong looked at the black and endless army, and then looked at the wolf king in heavy armor and red robe beside him. He was reciting a passionate proclamation aloud. He was famous as a teacher. His young and handsome face It is full of lofty aspirations and arrogance to look down on the world.

Feng Ye, he has finally fulfilled his wish to lead a party of soldiers and horses, and has the power to aspire to the Central Plains!

Feng Ye drank a bowl of strong wine, then slammed the bowl on the ground, and the spear in his hand landed with a muffled bang.

The 20 troops shouted together: "Wolf King! Wolf King! Wolf King!"

The sound moves the world!

Feng Ye raised his hand, and the army was instantly silent.

"I am entrusted to my ancestors, and I am entrusted to the people. I swear to calm the country's calamity, and the Qing Dynasty will side with it, and help the Dasheng country. With this method, how can the enemy not be destroyed? If you use this to achieve success, how can you not succeed?!"

"Wolf King! Wolf King! Wolf King!"

Listening to the shout that shook the world, Feng Ye's face was full of heroism, he clenched his fist again, and the army fell silent again.

"Even if a man dies, he will get what he deserves if he dies. He will be promoted to rank, and his name will go down in history, and he will be the sword in your hand!" Feng Ye turned on his horse and shouted: "Let's go——"

With the sound of the golden drums, this day will surely be recorded in the annals of Datong forever.

Feng Ye lowered his head and glanced at the majestic Sealing Soul wearing light armor standing at his feet, and then raised his head to look at Yan Sikong beside him, with a burning fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

Yan Sikong nodded at him, his eyes determined.

Set off and compete in the world.