MTL - Golden Stage-Chapter 68 Dust collection

Yan Xiaohan kept a low-key look at the misfortune, pretending not to understand the undercurrent between Fu Shen and Zhao Xicheng.

The contradiction between the North Yan Army and the new dynasty will sooner or later be put on the table, Fu Shen will have to reorganize the mountains and mountains, but he can't kill him in the front, let the new dynasty follow behind, pick up leaks, and the last two hands are empty. Loyalty "reputation.

Emperor Yuan Tai's evaluation of Fu Shen was "loyal to the world but not loyal to the king." Although he thought Fu Shen was too ambitious, this sentence was quite accurate. Fu Shen bowed his head to Emperor Yuan Tai at that time, because he cares about the old feelings, but not the same to Sun Yunduan. Not to mention the old feelings, just because of what the new emperor did to Fu Ling, Fu Shen couldn't give up on him.

What's more, Emperor Yuantai stayed in Shuzhou well, and Fu Shen had not interfered with the abolition before, which did not mean that he would not take any action to decide who would sit on the throne.

Zhao Xicheng was stunned by the cold sweat of Fu Shen in a few words. He felt that he should not be sloppy. Nothing to mention about Yan Xiaohan. Let's chat happily together about how to fight Chang'an City.

General Zhao did not know the two of Yan Fu deeply, and did not know what the relationship between the two was. He even had no idea what Fu Shen had to leave behind Yan Xiaohan. It is just that the legend that "the court runs away and kills Zhongliang" is too deeply rooted in people's hearts, so he looks coldly, and thinks that the biggest possibility is that Yan Xiaohan had done too much wrong before being revenge.

"Houye's meaning can be saved in the future," Zhao Xicheng said sincerely, "Since Lord Yan doesn't object ... Then let Houye arrange it."

There was a chuckle in the quiet room suddenly, Yan Xiaohan slowly raised his head, and looking at the eyes cast by the two men, Pi Xiaorou said without a smile: "Okay. Then do it."

When Zhao Xicheng left the door, Fu Shen folded his face indifferently, and shook his head with a smile: "Master Yan, it seems that your popularity is really bad, just throw it wherever you want, without any hesitation."

Yan Xiaohan also shook his head, "I didn't expect that such things as" forcibly winning "would fall on me one day."

"Whichever is better," Fu Shen said, "less smear me, it is clear that the media is marrying."

Yan Xiaohan didn't hold back and laughed, his heart softened into a puddle of water, and he went to kiss him slimy. Fu Shen kissed him on the corner of his lips, but was bitten by Yan Xiaohan and pressed firmly on the wheelchair. I have enough books.

A few days later, the battle of Chang'an officially began.

Changan, also known as Xijing, is the ancient capital of the former dynasty and the center of the Central Plains. Changan has a large population, and its prosperity is no less than that of Jingshi. After the Qiang people invaded south, they also used this place as a major town. They ransacked the city for several days, and the people suffered from it for a long time. When the North Yan army smashed the surrounding villages and towns, many people secretly ran out of the city to ventilate them. It is said that there are many rangers and philosophers in Chang'an City. They often assassin Dai officials and army generals at night, and the people set fire at the city gate every three to five, causing a lot of smoke and faking the illusion of an army attack.

Grain and grass, with concentricity inside and outside, is a good time to attack the city in one fell swoop.

On May 30th, all the troops rallied, Zhao Xicheng was the former army, Beiyan Iron Knight was the middle army, and Xiangzhou army was the rear army. The Qiang Chen Bing was 100,000 outside the city of Chang'an. Most of the soldiers of the new dynasty army fled to the south of the Jiangnan army after the defeat. At first, they were still a little timid. They were covered by the Qiang general and saw the flaws. They used their brute force to smash into the front and killed one in the former army. On the way, the Qiang cavalry swarmed up, Zhao Xicheng suddenly fell into a passive state, and the army was frightened.

At the critical moment, Yan Xiaohan took a team of Bei Yan Army to kill, and took out Zhao, who was deeply engulfed in the siege, and said, "All are stable! The shield soldiers step forward, and the rest will form a sword array. Don't panic! "

Before Zhao Xicheng breathed, he saw Yan Xiaohan slashing out straight, holding a chop / horse / knife, such as a blast of wind, slashing several people in a blink of an eye, tearing apart the enemies with a fresh scabble of blood. As soon as riding, he rushed to the opposite side of the shelter.

It ’s easy to get **** on the battlefield. Yan Xiaohan killed people like hemp, but he knew very well that the eastern wing of the Chinese Army was attacked by barbarians, and Fu Shen could not pull out to take care of the former army. If the former army collapsed Thousands of miles, the Chinese army was pinched by both sides. They don't want to go back today.

Shoot people first and horses first, capture the thief first and the king. The first thing to do is to kill this silly Dai nationality first.

Yan Xiaohan was born from the Dragon Guard, and it ’s okay to command small groups to fight, but he has no experience in leading troops. Therefore, he did not grab command power from Zhao Xicheng, but killed him alone with the cover-knife. This is what it is. His strengths.

The shelter sat on the horse, a head higher than Yan Xiaohan, holding a big sword, and wielding the force as straight as the mountains and the sea, the wind that cut the person's face hurt. Yan Xiaohan followed a light and strange way, with a sharp angle and a sharp knife. The two were inextricably bound, and the sound of the collision between the blades fell like a shower. Covering on the battlefield, I have probably never encountered an opponent of this kind from inside. He was blinded by the brisk light of the sword. His hands did not keep up with it for a while, and a flaw was accidentally exposed. Yan Xiaohan's eyes were cold, and he did not hesitate to pick it back. The thin blade snake penetrated along the gap of the armor, and twisted, cutting tofu and removing the cover of an arm—

There was a sound of wind breaking behind him, and he looked distracted and looked at it with a ray of light, and saw a cold blade slashing towards his back. The benefit of cover was bad, and he rushed forward to rescue.

With the stabbing edge of Yan Fanghan, Yan Xiaohan's second knife had already approached the neck of the cover. At this time, the hand was a loss, and he did not squint or look back. In his eyes, only the neck of the man was beating vigorously. The bloodline is actually going to eat this hard, as long as it can take the head of the cover item!

A blood-stained flower splattered, and the stagnation of the blade cutting the bone seemed to stay at the fingertips. An angry head fell under the horse's hoof, but the expected pain behind him did not fall on schedule.

"What the hell? Haven't you killed anyone!"

Yan Xiaohan looked blankly, and found that Fu Shen did not know when he came behind him, with a headless body lying at his feet. He shoved with a hand, holding a knife in one hand, the blood still dripping from the tip of the knife, the face under the helmet was beautiful and cold, his eyebrows frosted, and the eyes of his inspection pierced his heart like ice cones.

He seemed to want to swear, but he couldn't bear it anymore, only coldly said, "Come, follow me, don't run around, there will be no coincidence next time."

Earlier, Yan, who killed a Qiang general with two swords, was more trained than a pug, and he didn't dare to delay Ma to come over.

Fu Shen gave orders with a calm face, so that the former army took a long sword and bounded the wall. The Beiyan Iron Horse had cleared the ambush, and the general's cover was also hacked to death. The Dai cavalry lost their first opportunity, became timid, and the speed of the attack slowed down. At this time, the Xiangzhou Army came up from behind, and was about the North Yan Army. The pinch, the situation on the battlefield turned sharply.

The battle was fought for four hours, the Han army beheaded tens of thousands, and finally the Qiang cavalry was annihilated, and the remaining defeated army abandoned the city and fled.

Fu Shizheng, Fu Shen separated a group of men and horses to chase the remnants of the soldiers. The three armies entered the city. The people cheered and mourned, and each served food and wine. At this point, Changan was restored.

Counting casualties, arranging patrols, dealing with officials and gentlemen ... Fu Shen was busy all night, and Yan Xiaohan followed him all night until the sky became bright, and the Bei Yan Army chasing the remnants back to the city. The generals of the Dai people were put into the jail of the house, and they were restless, and everyone was exhausted and went to rest.

Fu Shen lived in an official mansion, which is many times better than the broken house in Tangli Town. Yan Xiaohan seldom committed cleanliness, washed repeatedly several times before washing off the **** smell, and when he returned to the bedroom, Fu Shen, who had washed before, had fallen asleep on the bedside.

Only then did he feel his heartbeat, beating a little bit, with a sense of rhythm, almost like a rhythm, without any rush. For a moment, the hustle and bustle of shouts finally disappeared, and the slight movements around him passed into the ears, as if returning to the world from Shura Hell, and the whole person came back to life.

He stood still for a while, and stopped when Fu Shen's long breathing sound stopped, squinting lazily and asking, "Why, punish me?"

"Huh?" Yan Xiao shuddered, walked to the bed, moved him to the inside, and lay down beside him: "How did you wake up?"

"You're going crazy there, can I not wake up?" Fu Shen covered his mouth and yawned, turned over and shook his shoulder, and touched the scar: "Today ... no, yesterday, You are a bit careless. I won't scold you this time. You have a long memory. "

"I'm in a hurry," Yan Xiaohan admits to his mischief, embraces his thin back across a thin layer of single clothing, and asks softly, "How did you find out? The two of us are so far apart."

Fu Shen did not answer directly, and said casually: "If you get a knife under my eyelid, I don't have to live. Sleepy, sleep."

Yan Xiaohan didn't follow up. After thinking about it for a while, he felt as if he had accidentally touched a little tenderness hidden under General Fu's iron armor.

He has been in Beijing since he was a child, and has never been on the battlefield. The experience of confronting the enemy is almost equal to nothing. Although the supervisor army does not need to play, Fu Shen is still uneasy. No eyes, hurt him by mistake.

On the battlefield, if he was not always distracted and cared for him, how could he stop him in time?

"How can you be so good?" Yan Xiaohan looked at Fu Shen's sleeping face, feeling as if he had vaguely tasted the sweetness of osmanthus sugar, and thought to himself: "I can't help it."

When everything in Changan City was settled, Yan Xiaohan found a reason and took Fu Shen out of the city. The two walked slowly along the mountain road, looking at the lush mountain flowers, and when they reached the middle of the mountain, a white marble relief archway appeared at the end of the dense tree-lined mountain road.

Fu Shen across the distance, squinted and looked: "Qing Lianchi? Where?"

Yan Xiaohan laughed without saying a word, took his hand and walked in. It didn't take long for him to see everything. It is actually a whole industry built on the mountain. The pavilions and pavilions are scattered, surrounded by green trees and flowers, surrounded by flowing water. At a glance, there are thousands of acres. The non-rich luxury people cannot have this. Wait for the pen.

"This mountain is called Shuangbai Mountain. There are many hot springs on the mountain." Yan Xiaohan took Fu Shen across the veranda, bypassed the main house, and came to the white mist-filled Tangchi in the back. "This villa is the property of my righteous father. He drove Hexi returned to me after he went. The hot springs are active and sick, I have always wanted to bring you, but it is not empty. Fortunately, this time I finally made a wish, Hou Ye, are you still satisfied? "

"People are better than others, irritating," Fu Shen sighed. "Look at your dad, and leave you a hot spring villa, and then look at my dad, leaving me a group of five big and three thick men."

Yan Xiaohan hugged him from behind and smiled slightly: "It's okay, beijing and everyone are yours."

Fu Shen raised an eyebrow: "Are there such good things?"

Yan Xiaohan's hands began to unfastly unfasten his belt, and Wen Yan kissed Fu Shen's face, saying eloquently: "Last time, it was said that the Ming media was marrying, then it would be better ... After Hou Ye and I did a Ming media marriage To do? "

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