Dong Zhuo sighed. During this period of time, he felt as if he was being roasted on a stove. Although the Emperor had magnanimously tolerated his defeat and had no intention of changing his tune, Dong Zhuo was well aware that when he became the King of Shangnan Academy, he had already used up all of the affection he had accumulated over the years on the battlefield. If he had seized the opportunity to win the battle of Liang Mang, it would naturally be a great thing to return the favor. Over time, the affection he had for his subordinates would increase instead of decrease. Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. Beimang had suffered a crushing defeat outside the Beiliang Pass. In truth, the battle of Liangzhou, where he had personally mobilized his troops, had been a situation in which his side had the absolute advantage. Liuzhou had been a pyrrhic victory for Beiliang. Moreover, with the participation of Liu Gui and Tuoba, the loss could not be considered a loss. It could even be said that the regretful outcome of the battle of Liuzhou had coincidentally served as a foil to Dong Zhuo's strength on the central front. However, the Beiliang cavalry had staked everything on one throw and caused the complete annihilation of Great General Yang Yuanzan's army, which had practically wiped out all of Dong Zhuo's painstaking efforts. Even now, Dong Zhuo still had to face the frenzied impeachment of Yang Yuanzan's "former subordinates." Who did not know that at that time, Beimang had viewed the eastern front as an expedition to the south to obtain military merits? With so many of the nobles of the Northern and Southern dynasties dead in one go, how could Dong Zhuo not become a rat despised by Beimang? What worried Dong Zhuo the most was not the nobles seeking revenge for the deaths of their juniors, but the old woman's aging and discouragement. That aging was not only the advancement of age, but also the loss of spirit. Originally, when Dong Zhuo saw her, she was an old woman who still had the confidence to personally witness the annexation of the Central Plains. The last time he saw her, she had already become an old woman who no longer had the extravagant hope of seeing the Guangling River in Liyang.
Fight Beiliang or the two Liao provinces? Previously, in all of Beimang, there were actually only three people who said that they wanted to fight Beiliang: himself, Dong Zhuo, the Emperor, and the Taiping Decree of the Chess and Sword Music School.
But in the end, it was still the old woman who had the final say............... that...
That was why Dong Zhuo had been on tenterhooks at that time. After the Emperor had comforted this subordinate of hers, she had secretly summoned Wang Sui, who had appeared out of nowhere. It seemed that Wang Sui also insisted on conquering Northern Liang first, then swallowing Shu Zhao, and then entering the Central Plains in the east. This made the Emperor decide to fight a second war with Northern Liang.
Dong Zhuo was rather glad about this, but he also felt a little uneasy.
. Wang Sui didn't want to fight Gu Jiantang, who had destroyed his country, but wanted to compete with Ren Tu's son. Dongyue's son-in-law Wang Sui didn't have any relationship with Beimang, so it didn't make any sense.
Dong Zhuo clenched his teeth out of habit, his face gloomy.
At this very moment, that Northern Mang golden branch and jade leaf who had previously flared up at him saw that her man was deeply worried, so she didn't dare to continue being unforgiving. In the end, she was on his side. Most women in the world were willing to follow their husbands after marriage. Moreover, in her heart, Dong Zhuo had always been an indomitable hero, a great flood dragon with the hope of becoming a dragon in the world. She had chosen Dong Zhuo back then, and the woman with the pseudonym Fan Bainu had flirted with the little Beiliang Tu Chen Zhibao. The notorious Princess Hongyan of Yutou Province seemed to have some connection with the King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian. Now, she was recklessly advocating going south to Liao.
The carriage slowly came to a stop. Dong Zhuo alighted and looked at the elegant courtyard that made him feel like he was in Jiangnan of the Central Plains. The white walls, black tiles, and willow trees swayed gently. The courtyard wasn't big, and it wasn't famous in the Huairou Enclosure. However, the two guests in the courtyard today held important positions in Beimang. Dong Zhuo and Dong Zhuo were both authoritative figures in the Southern Court who could shake the officialdom with a stomp of their feet. Dong Zhuo had always minded his own business with the two of them, but now he had no choice but to come. It was obvious that Dong Zhuo was in an awkward position in the Southern Court.
Dong Zhuo suddenly missed his wife, the Fifth Fox, and of course, that innocent little girl, Tao Manwu.
Then, Dong Zhuo, his wife, and Yelu Hongcai walked into the courtyard together. They saw Murong Baoding, who was appraising the half-faced Buddha, as well as the Zhong father and son, Zhong Shentong and Zhong Tan.
At the same time, the Beimang Crown Prince secretly brought along the androgynous and handsome young man of unknown identity. Similarly, they were having a private meeting with a few important figures that couldn't be exposed.
As for Yelu Dongchuang, who had returned to Beimang from Liyang Lake with the broken spear Deng Mao, he was having a secret meeting with the leader of the Rouran Cavalry, Hong Jingyan.
As for the Beimang War God, Tuoba, he had once again rushed alone to the icy plains of the extreme north. He used an iceberg that never melted as a ferry to continue his journey north.
There were fish in the Northern Underworld.
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In the Beimang Imperial Palace, an old woman was walking aimlessly.
The eunuchs and palace maids only dared to follow her from a distance.
She browsed through them one by one and seemed to remember many things from the past.
Finally, she arrived at the square outside the main hall. The Head of the Peace of Beimang had been waiting there for a long time.
Before the old woman approached the Head of the Peace, she gave a young palace maid a strange order.
The palace maid was at a loss at first, then she quickly left.
The two of them walked up the stairs together.
She actually knew many things that many people thought she didn't know. She didn't say it, but that didn't mean she tacitly agreed.
The first thing she said was unexpected. "Our Beimang seems to have a lot of Yelu Hongcai and Yelu Hongcai. It's the same among the important figures. They always give their names so casually. Teacher, if we conquer the Central Plains and read more books, will we not be so careless?"
The Head of the Peace smiled and nodded.
After the old woman reached the top of the stairs, she turned and looked towards the south. She extended a palm and then bent her fingers one by one. "That Crown Prince of ours who became ambitious overnight, that pair of grandfather and grandson who share the same surname as the late Emperor, and the Head of the Peace who shares the same clan as me. These three parties have already divided up half of my Beimang."
The old woman bent her last two fingers. "With the two of us, Beimang is gone."
The Head of the Peace was silent.
She laughed self-deprecatingly. "That Fatty Dong is capable, but his fate is not very good. If he had helped me conquer Beimang, nothing would have happened. As a result, I ended up in my current situation. But it can be seen that my fate is not very good. "
The Head of the Peace said treacherously, "Your Majesty's fate is not very good. Otherwise, if that woman in Dunhuang City gave birth to a boy, Your Majesty would be able to rest easy."
The old woman's face was full of regret, and her eyes gradually turned cold.
The old woman who had half the world under her pomegranate skirt said in a low voice, "Give the order to Huang Songpu. No later than autumn, the two fronts will go to war at the same time! He, Huang Songpu, will either walk out of the North Resisting City alive or die in battle. "
The Head of the Peace was stunned, but he still nodded without questioning.
After the Head of the Peace left, the old woman waited for a long time. Finally, the young palace maid came back.
She carefully held an unknown small wild flower in her hands.
After the old woman asked everyone to leave her sight, she gently pinned the wild flower into her hair bun. She looked towards the south and thought of an old friend.
Suddenly, her face became ferocious. She stretched out her finger and reprimanded, "Xu Xiao, you make my life difficult, so I will not let you die in peace!"
Then she withdrew her hand. Her face suddenly calmed down, and her eyes were gentle. No one heard her whisper.
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