Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

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Xu Huaiqing didn't dare to sleep that night, tossing and turning, his heart felt like being eaten by swarms of ants.

So Xu Huaiqing sent Song Yan out early the next day. Now that they have entered the northern border, someone needs to open the way to get through.Of course, no one in the [-]-strong army is in a hurry to run into trouble, but if the rampant banditry in the northern border is not curbed, Xu Huaiqing's role as emperor will not be steadfast.

Before leaving, Song Yan got into Xu Huaiqing's chariot and had a good time together before leading his soldiers away.

Song Yan led two or three people in coarse clothes and rode forward.This land is barren, and there is no pedestrian along the way, only the reclaimed fields show traces of people's activities around.

Song Yan had a plan in mind, and to the hiding bandits, they were big fat sheep.

Because although they are a little low-key, they sit on horses with smooth fur. You must know that the price of a horse nowadays is tens of taels of silver, and the quality is not guaranteed.What's more, there are few of them, so if you don't kill them, who will you kill.

Sure enough, when passing the dirt road with slopes on both sides, Song Yan heard the sound of dead branches being trampled without even moving her ears. The possibility of small animals.

Song Yanchao gestured to the people following him, and everyone met their gazes, maintained the original speed and continued to drive forward, like a little sheep who didn't know.

The surrounding environment became more and more silent. First, a shining knife came out from the hillside, and then a voice full of breath and sternness sounded: "Kill——robbed their horses! My lord will give you extra meals today." !!"

Then short or tall, strong or thin people seemed to pop out of nowhere, shouting, shouting and killing, and ran down the slope. Unexpectedly, one of them was tripped and rolled a few times. When he stood up, he couldn't tell who tripped him. He could only continue to run down with vicious eyes.

Song Yan tightened the reins, he could clearly see that there were only two fat men in this group, one came down at the end with a knife in hand, the other was half like the previous one, mixed in the crowd , Stunning head is running, shouting ah ah ah.

Song Yan only understood today what a mob is.

To use him to deal with this group of bandits is not to kill chickens with a sledgehammer, but Song Yan also understands that just such a group of characters without discipline and no rewards and punishments really makes the people here stay at home and live in fear.

Song Yan raised the knife and prepared to finish off the group of people with the guards on both sides of him.Song Yan stunned one of them with a knife, and he never got off the horse and swung a big knife to find his head, just like shooting melons. Fortunately, these people only win by quantity, bully some unarmed people, and have not persisted a few times when they encounter real swords and guns.

Once two or three of them had their necks smeared, they started to panic, even crawling and wanting to run, they couldn't even hold up their weapons, and their legs were trembling.

Some people wanted to escape while yelling for their lives, but only then did they realize that they had tried and failed to catch turtles. Now they have become old turtles, and the original fat sheep formed a circle on horseback. where.

Fortunately, this group of people has a strong will to survive. Seeing that three of them would mercilessly plunge into their flesh as long as they approached the blade, they were overwhelmed by a strong fear, and tremblingly ran towards the person who looked very difficult to speak. Although the aura of the whole body is frightening, the surrounding area is clean and there is no blood splatter.

All of a sudden, they were scrambling to hit Song Yan's broadsword. Of course, Song Yan would not refuse anyone who came, and in the end he managed to show a sense of rhythm.

In the end Song Yan captured the fattest guy and began to torture him: "Tell me, where did you come from?"

The fat man was shaking like chaff. He was tall and dark-skinned, and now he was pouring beans under Song Yan's knife and telling his story.

It turned out that his surname was Liu. He was originally a local ruffian in the village surnamed Liu. He was called Liu Sanpang.Liu Sanpang usually does the work of robbing passing merchants or robbing villagers, so he is shrewd.

Otherwise, he would not be able to achieve the position of the fourth head of Juhu Mountain, but he could not stand the scare and betrayed quickly.

But this kind of person is what Song Yan desperately needs now, who can lead the way better than a person who is familiar with the village?

Song Yan motioned to the people around him expressionlessly, a soldier named Wang Yong. Wang Yong ordered him to dismount and open Liu Sanpang's mouth, and stuffed a black lacquer into his mouth.

Liu Sanpang clasped his throat with his hands in fear, but nothing came out. He collapsed on the ground like a dead dog and panicked: "What is your lord feeding me?"

Wang Yong smiled: "Things that make you obedient."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Sanpang didn't dare to move again, he knew that the one with the big knife was the person in charge, and the other three people obeyed his words.

But that man is really unpredictable, just wearing coarse clothes can tell the dignity in him.

It's over, this time I ran into a hard stubble!

Song Yan wanted a quick battle, so he ordered Wang Yong to send a signal to gather the brothers together, and then sent two people to guard the people in this place, and the rest went straight to that Juhu Mountain.

Liu Sanpang didn't dare not lead the way, and led Song Yan and others to Juhu Mountain with bitter faces.

Juhushan's defenses are weak, only enough to deal with other cottages' attacks, but they can't stop Song Yan, who has a shortcut and has absolute force value.

Song Yan took the lead of the big sword in the middle, and went on a rampage like patting chickens, and directly opened a hole in Juhu Mountain. The rest of them quickly followed up and made up behind Song Yan. Being taken over by his own people, the original people either died or passed out, except for Liu Sanpang, none of them stood up completely.

Song Yan made the best use of everything, and asked Liu Sanpang to find out all the food, weapons, gold and silver in Juhu Mountain, and then asked his own people to register and register them, and then separated people to tie up the living bandits and string them together. These things are waiting where His Majesty's army passes by.Song Yan, on the other hand, wanted to take people to suppress another banditry.

Because they also harvested a treasure map in Juhu Mountain - the detailed geographical location of each village.

The Juhu Mountain is not too big or small, except for Juhu Mountain, there are foxes, wolves, whatever names, and some people even use dragons and call it Feilongzhai.

Song Yan clicked on Feilongzhai and decided to focus on it.

The fun of suppressing bandits is about opening their basement like a treasure chest. It depends on your luck. Most of the large basements have a lot of things, and it is unlikely that the small villages will have more treasures.Of course, there are exceptions. It is most gratifying to grow from a small stockade, but it is most disappointing to find that things have been squandered in a large stockade.

Song Yan took his own soldiers all the way north to open the way for His Majesty and left treasures along the way.

Song Yan's speed was extremely fast, and he was almost invincible. The longest time from when he emerged to win a village was not more than half a day.But the news among the villages was delivered even faster, and almost before Song Yan arrived in some villages, rumors spread that the cold-faced Hades with a knife likes to slap people's heads, vividly interpreting what it means to be self-disordered.

Time passed quickly, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye. Song Yan knew that she had arrived when she saw the dusty but towering city walls. She had arrived at a heavily guarded border town, and the Xiongnu probably crossed this city and gathered in the north.

Song Yan gestured for everyone to stop: "Come here, go back and have a round with His Majesty."

There were only one or two hundred people behind Song Yan, because more than half of them were originally sent by him to suppress the captured bandits and trophies to join His Majesty early, and now they should go back.

If there were still people among the previous 500 people who were dissatisfied with Song Yan, but now, they have turned to admiration early on.None of the [-] brothers died during the bandit suppression, and even if they were injured, they were only slightly injured, not even to the point of being injured. This is not surprising, no one can guarantee that, but Song Yan can .

Although the bandits are a mob, the magistrates can't do anything about such bandits, which shows that there must be something special about them, and they will never be hacked by people like cutting melons all the way.

Even if they are elite soldiers like them, Song Yan seems to have a natural suppression, and no small tricks can escape his discernment.

Once there was a den of bandits. Hearing the news, he prepared drugs early to stun them, but Song Yan could predict in advance that they would wear masks to hold their breath.

Song Yan's methods were indeed brutal, but apart from him, there was no other person who could despise the enemy's resourcefulness so much.The military speaks with fists, and most generals are tired of twisting and turning.

But unfortunately, it is unavoidable on the real battlefield. Now that Song Yan, a genius like Song Yan, has finally appeared and allowed them to flex their muscles, how can they not be admired.

It is enough for such a person to lead them.

Song Yan walked back with a group of people who had returned with all their heart's content, and joined the army.

Song Yan went to look for His Majesty after simply scrubbing. As soon as he got into Xu Huaiqing's chariot, he was provoked by the sweet and delicious purple smell.

Song Yan softened her face, he was less emotional outside, and he was unpredictable, but as soon as His Majesty appeared, he only looked cold and cold, his whole mind was moved accordingly, and he couldn't help but become happy.

On the low table in front of Xu Huaiqing was a spread of news about the border town. Now the border guard general Qi Fei is in charge of the military power in the frontier. That's what it is.

"Queen, sit down." Xu Huaiqing pulled out the chair for Song Yan.

Song Yan curled up on it as she said, the chair was too small, and he was too big, so she couldn't expect to stretch or anything: "Did Your Majesty eat well?"

Xu Huaiqing rubbed his belly, extremely embarrassed, but he acted as if he was immersed in the affairs in front of him, and he murmured ambiguously.

Song Yan stretched her arms around Xu Huaiqing's waist and made a gesture of shaking twice, before coming to a conclusion: "I lost weight."

"No way." Xu Huaiqing was unhappy, threw away the pen in his hand, opened his clothes, and said in a small voice but with bright eyes: "Look, I have developed my abdominal muscles again."

Song Yan looked at Xu Huaiqing's little pride and was very surprised, and praised: "Not bad."

Xu Huaiqing covered his stomach, and no one showed it off except Song Yan, so he finally came back to show off his more compact abs.

Others, he is not happy with this.