: 296. Jiang Guizhi's sex, Laoer spicy

Outside the unremarkable mansion in the west of Yucheng City, a man dressed in a costume slammed the closed door. In a short time, some people came to the door, and a young boy looked out from the inside and saw the person at the door could not help but ask: "Excuse me? Who is this general looking for?"
Lei Tengfeng arched his hand and smiled: "In the next thunder, come to see General Jing Tian. I also hope that the general will give it."
I don't want to, the little face is sinking, saying: "What is Jingtian general, we don't have this person in the family. The general is looking for the wrong place!" After that, regardless of the reaction of Lei Tengfeng, the head was retracted to touch the door. Give it off. Looking at the door that slammed into the front of the eye, Lei Tengfeng touched his nose and smiled helplessly. His father and several veteran generals complained too deeply, and only because his father himself was a generation of famous generals who did not need the ability of the three generals at the beginning, and even the three generals were hindered by the influence of the father in the DPRK. This is a very offensive person. Zhu Xi was just behind closed doors and did not directly close the door to put the dog, Lei Tengfeng has been deeply fortunate.
Lei Tengfeng can accept such treatment, but the generals and attendants behind Lei Teng's body are unacceptable. They are all people who have been promoted and promoted by Zhennan Wang. The loyalty to the Zhennan Wangfu is better than the Xiling court. They have all heard of the names of the three famous generals, but these three are all old men who will be in the woods. What's more, even if the record is outstanding, isn't it the defeat of their princes? What is horizontal?
"Shi Zi, the subordinates open the door!" Lei Teng's wind will lead the way.
Lei Teng Feng puts a hand: "All retreat, not rude!"
Waiting for a while outside the door, there is no more movement inside. Lei Tengfeng thought for a moment, and the inner strength of the condensate gas screamed toward the inside: "The younger generation of the town of Wangnan Lei Tengfeng, seeking to see General Zhu!"
In Zhufuli, two white-headed old people are sitting in the hall facing each other. The sound of the thundering wind was carried into their ears with natural force and unimpeded. The old man wearing a dark blue blessing robes smiled and looked at the beard. It didn't look like a general who fought in the battlefield. It looked like a kind-hearted old fairy. "Lei Zhenhao arrogantly, this son... I am afraid It’s even worse.

The other old man is really thin and looks like a god, wearing a white rag dress. If it’s not the eyes, it looks more like an ordinary mountain old man.
It’s said that the tiger father has no dogs, but this is done. If you are too embarrassed, it’s hard not to be covered by your father’s edge. How many can you like the one in the palace? What if the king’s palace is not in the past few years? After successive deaths, Dingwangfu suffered a great blow. Ink repairs may not have the edge of today, perhaps just a member." Nowadays, the style and prestige of Dingwang has surpassed his father and brother, even All the ancestors under the cloud.
The old man in blue sighed: "It’s good to say that Bao Jianfeng has been grinding out, and the plum blossoms have come from bitter cold. Lei Zhenduo’s son, after all, is still too little.

The old man in white smiled and said: "This kid... It’s a bit more tolerant than Lei Zhenqi." In these decades, it’s not just the big Chu and the King’s House. When the Emperor Xuanwen died, Lei Zhenduo also ruled out the dissidents after he took power, and exiled a large number of murderers. If Xuan Wendi can live another twenty years, today's Xiling will definitely be a completely different situation. It is a pity that Xuan Wendi, a famous British name, chose a fertile son to be an emperor. More importantly, he also left Lei Zhenqi, a son who is better than the emperor. Can Xiling not mess?
"The amount of people?" The blue-shirted old man threw down the chess piece and said: "Now it can only be done when he is ignorant. With his experience of almost no battlefields, he wants to stop the ink repair." It’s whimsical.

Having said that, the two old people are also somewhat silent. They have left the battlefield for more than 20 years and are old. Don't say that Lei Tengfeng is based on whether they can stop the progress of the Mohist army.
"Mo Liufang not only has a good son, but also a good wife. I heard that this time, the king of the king also went with the army?" Blue old man said with a smile. For the old veteran general who has defeated Lei Zhenduo and has been a long-time battlefield, he will not be underestimated. A woman who can defeat even if the strength is not dominant can be said to be almost a full enemy. It is definitely not the object that can make Xiao Yan.
"Maybe, this time we will be able to have a look of this time."
"General Zhu! The danger of the city is imminent, and the general is also looking for the safety of the Xiling, and let go of the prejudice!" The sound of the thundering wind came from outside.
The old man in blue, General Jing Tianjun, could not help but smile: "This kid is still very sad."
Longyang is also a smile. "If you don't see him, he is afraid that he won't go. What's more... can you really see the city of Yucheng?"
"Well, please come in."
Lei Tengfeng left his own people outside, and alone followed him into Zhufu. He believes that even if Zhu Xi has a deep grievance with his father, he will not shoot himself at this time. And as I went alone, it was as if the old general showed his sincerity.
When I stepped into the hall, I saw two white-haired old people sitting and drinking tea. Lei Teng was also shocked. In the same year, the three generals were dismissed from the military. It seems that he is already about ten years old. The royal family has come to the early wisdom, and these generals still have some impressions.
"The younger generation Lei Tengfeng, I have seen General Zhu, General Long."
Longyang looked at him like a smile: "Don't dare to be a king of Zhennan Wangshizirui County. We are just a rural grasslander. It is not a name for the generals of the world." Lei Tengfeng had some helpless smiles and looked up at Longyang. Sincerely
Dao hurried: "The past enthusiasm and enthusiasm for the younger generation did not dare to say more, but now the Mohist army is surrounded by the imperial city, the Xiling crisis is in peace, and the two generals are invited to see the face of the emperor's grandfather, pointing to the younger one or two.


The face of the emperor?
Longyang sneered.
When Lei Zhenzhen ruled out the dissidents, why didn’t he look at the emperor’s face? The wind is still unclear, and Lei Zhenzhen did not think about those people. It is the pillar of Xiling, the courtier of the emperor."
Lei Tengfeng lost his words, and he could not argue for Longyang’s questioning. Their respective positions are different. Even though Lei Tengfeng does not fully agree with his father's actions, he still has to admit that the Thunder means for the development of the Zhennan Royal Palace is absolutely necessary. If you do not cut off those who are loyal to the Emperor and the current Emperor, the Zhennan Wangfu will never have the power of today. But in the eyes of these veterans, the father’s move is no different from the chaos of the country. The only thing that can be said is that Xiling was still strong in the hands of his father in these years. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be invaded by the Mohist army, and those old ministers would attack and attack.
Helpless smile, "Now the Yucheng crisis is in sight, and the two old generals are invited to help."
Zhu Xi did not speak, Longyang was just a cold snoring. However, Lei Tengfeng understood that they were promised, and the heart could not help but secretly relieved.
On the second day, the Mohist army’s siege war did not have the smoothness of the previous days. The Xiling soldiers who defended the city seemed to suddenly return to the gods. In the face of the murderous Mojiajun is no longer as flustered and fearful as the beginning, the defense on the tower is very strict, and the whole city is as unbreakable as an iron bucket. The siege lasted for a whole morning, and the defense of Yucheng was not loosened. This undoubtedly made the Mohist generals who had been steadfast since the expedition feel a little anxious, but at this time their princes and Wang Hao did not appear in front of the array. . Until the afternoon, the Mo Jiajun, who did not have the merits, was sent to the army.
In the big account, Mo Xiuzhen was in a good mood and looked at the gray-faced generals. There was no unpleasant dissatisfaction and anger in the war. "What are the generals? How are you doing today?"
A few young teenagers couldn't help but blush, and yesterday they were the most powerful. Ink repaired and said with a smile: "Don't be embarrassed, this king won't blame you. If you let a few young people who haven't played a few battles, they will easily take advantage of the city, this Longyang and Zhu Xi There is no face to claim to be the three famous generals of Xiling. Although they are now older, they must know that Jiang Gui’s is old and spicy.

Several young teenagers looked at each other before they launched a person to sue: "The princes of the ancestors, the squatting city and the squadrons that we attacked before were completely different. Not only the walls were strong and easy to defend, but even the garrisons were The guards are completely different. These defenders in Yucheng are obviously more brave and more calm. Before they were under the enemy, this is the real combat power of Xiling Ma Ma."
Inklessly nodded with satisfaction, "I understand it. Don't worry... give you three more days. Open the gates of the city, do you not do it?"
Several teenagers hesitated, and they were all young generals carefully trained by the Mohist army. Although there is not much experience in the battle, once you have abandoned your previous self-esteem, you can still see your position and ability. Therefore, Wang Ye is naturally happy to give them a heavy responsibility, but now they are sure that they will be able to capture the city within three days, but they are still hesitant.
Ink repaired his eyebrows. "How? Yesterday, I was still noisy and arrogant. I’m going to hit the city with a slap in the face.
"No! The end will be!" The young generals blushes and screams.
"The end will lead you!"
Ink repaired and relaxed on the back of the chair, and nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Very good, after three days... The king wants to see the gates of the city open. In addition, the things that attack the city are handed over to you. The generals have other important things... they are no longer in the camp." Everyone was dumbfounded, only to find that the older and experienced generals were no longer there. At this time, almost all of them standing in the big account were under the age of thirty. young people. What should I do? They can't even ask for an individual.
When these unspoken teenagers retired, Ye Zi, who was sitting and reading a book, looked up and asked, "Was these young people?"
Zhuo Jing and Qin Feng, who stood in the distance, looked at each other and couldn’t help but smile. Every time I listen to Wang Hao, these teenagers always make people laugh. It is true that these young generals can be called teenagers under any circumstances, but even so, most of them are two years older than Wang Hao. In particular, Wang Hao seems to be even smaller than the actual age. A woman who is a couple of years old calls a group of men in their twenties who are always very strange.
Ink's lazy way: "The famous swords have to go through a lot of hard work before they can make it. They are too tender, and it is not a bad thing to be hit hard."
"Is this blow too big?" Not to mention these young people, and Ye Li and Mo Xiu are also studying the defense of Yucheng. Even if it is ink repair, I can't say that a face-to-face attack can open the gates of the city. Moreover, such a war of attrition is not appropriate for those who have limited strength in the hinterland of Xiling.
Ink did not care, "Ah... until they can withstand this blow, most of the blows will be able to survive." The pressure of the two famous Xilings is definitely enough, also let He sees if the two are old.
Thus, the Mohist Army, led by several young people, began an attack on Yucheng every day. However, the defense that drowns in the city has not been traced. Even after two days, the defenders on the city simply ignored the following provocations. As long as there is no attack on the city gate below, no one climbs the wall, and the defenders above are mostly doing what they should do. Faced with this situation, the teenagers clearly felt the contempt of the enemy. The other party is not afraid of them but does not bother to ignore them. This allowed the young and sturdy teenagers to endure, and let people take turns to open the city under the city. Even the ancestors of Longyang and Zhu Xi greeted them. I heard the ink smirk in the back and looked down.
At the same time, the two old generals in Yucheng were equally happy. "Haha... these kids are interesting, the old man likes it!"
They like it, others can't like it. Even Lei Tengfeng couldn't help but anxiously said: "Dragon General, General Zhu, are we so laissez-faire? Let them be so embarrassed?" Longyang said faintly: "A few words, no less meat, Feide is not your saliva, what are you worried about?"
But the group of kids is hard to hear! The generals present were silent in their hearts.
"So letting them arbitrarily go down, will it be detrimental to our military morale?" Lei Tengfeng frowned. Zhu Xi sneered a sigh: "After being sweared by a few words, it hurts morale. What else is it going to do? In addition, if you are jealous, will you not go back?"
Everyone is ashamed, they are going to fight, not to fight with people.
Longyang shook his head and sighed and asked: "What do you think is the strength of the Mohist army?"
Lei Tengfeng frowned, and some doubts said: "The Mo Jiajun is really brave, but... not as powerful as the legend. Moreover, the level of the generals looks good, but it is not particularly superb. Is it... they hide The strength wants to let us relax and be vigilant?" Longyang said: "In the past few days, the soldiers who have been attacking the city are less than 30 years old. What are the masters of the Mo Jiajun doing? Sleeping in the big account?"
After listening to Longyang, Lei Tengfeng was even more upset. He did notice that these days of attacking the city are strange young faces. Not to mention the ink repair, even the well-known people such as Lu Jinxian and Feng Zhiyao, etc., have never even seen each other. "What do they want? The generals, but also the generals."
Longyang and Zhu Xi sighed and said: "As soon as possible, people can find out that Mo Xiuzhen and Lu Jinxian are still not in the Mojiajun camp!" Don't say Lei Tengfeng, even they can't think of ink repair. What do you want to do. It would never be impossible to say that Mo Xiu had time to confront them slowly. Even if the Mohist army won the battle in a row, it is still the land of Xiling. Once the war has been delayed for a long time, not to mention Lei Zhenduo’s returning troops, the reinforcements from other places will gradually come over. By then, the Mohist army will be surrounded by the millions of Xiling troops.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to drag the Mohist Army. If there are other shortcuts that are equally impossible, others do not say that Zhu Xi has lived in Yucheng for more than 20 years. No one is better than him in the scenery around Yucheng. There is a horse around the city, and there is a moat around the city. There is no other way than to attack the front, but it is impossible to bypass the city. The city is located on the east and west roads. The possibility of cutting off.
Lei Teng took a glimpse of the heart and quickly said: "Yes, the younger generation immediately asked people to check."
Waving the crowd to retreat, Zhu Xi sighed with some exhaustion: "Old, old..." Longyang looked at him and smiled: "How? How is this ink repair compared with ink flow?" Zhu Xi shook his head and said: "It's hard to say that at least the ink repairing ability to hide his intentions is stronger than that of him. At that time, I could at least guess the idea of ​​ink flowing five cents, but now... I really don't understand ink repair. What do you want to do. If you really don’t accept the old, you can’t do it.
To say this, one of them was a bit more bleak. The general’s white hair is old and white, and it’s not the most sad thing in the world.
Hearing the words, Longyang could not help but be amazed. If it is Longyang when I was young, today is the decision not to sit here and chat. When I was killed in the Western Regions, I was always good at attacking instead of passively defending the city. But now, they... can they still get a war horse?
"Old dragon, let's keep the city?" Looking up at the city, looking far through the city. In the distance, a piece of black and white flag is swaying and arrogant. The young people who are screaming at the mouth of the city are young but full of vigor and fighting spirit that they do not have. If the two sides are not antagonistic, he can't help but appreciate such an elite teacher. For the first time in his life, Zhu Xi asked some uncertainties.
Longyang smiled faintly: "Life is loyal, death is exhausted. Do your best. Zhu Xi, I am the first time I heard that you are so emboldened."
Zhu Xi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Probably it hasn't been in the battlefield for too many years. It's worth it. In the rest of his life, he can fight with the descendants of Dingwangfu."
"Don't say so frustrated, don't think that I don't know that you still have a soldier in your hand. Even if the city can't keep it, those people are enough for the Mohist army to drink a pot." Longyang gave him a faint look. . After Zhu Xi was detained, he did not hide in the mountains like him. He did not know how to be as arrogant as he was, but chose to settle in a bustling place like Yucheng, even at the expense of Zhennan Wangfu. It is because he has a soldier in his hand that he does not know. Even Zhennan Wang did not know, but Longyang, who had a good relationship with Xuan Wendi, like Zhu Xi, knew it. Because when Xuan Wendi handed this fine soldier to Zhu Xi, he was next to him. The most important responsibility of this elite soldier is to guard against the preparation of the palace. The emperor was far-sighted and could not be admired anywhere except to choose a good heir.
Zhu Xiyi, the white eyebrows gradually wrinkled. Suddenly sighed: "It's bad!"
"How?" Longyang did not understand.
Zhu Xidao: "Ding Wangfu must have known the existence of the elite soldier!"
"How come?" Longyang could not help but sink his face. This soldier can be said to be the most secretive horse of Xiling. Even Zhennan Wang, who constantly monitors Zhu Xi, does not know how he will be informed by the Wangfu. Zhu Xi closed his eyes: "The Mohist army attacked Xiling in this time. It is definitely not an accidental rise. I am afraid that Mo Xiuzhen has already calculated it well. If he has already made up his mind, how can he not send someone to secretly investigate?"
"You mean..."
" Six years ago, you and I thought that the king would attack Xiling, but in the end nothing happened."
Longyang changed color: "What you mean is that from that time on, ink repairing has been calculating how to win the Xiling. At that time he stopped because he was not ready?"
Zhu Xi nodded and sighed: "Now, he is ready. Even before the arrival of Lei Tengfeng, you don't know that you are in Yucheng, but you just heard it? The young people even broke in with you. Explain them. I already knew that you are in the city."
Longyang's wrinkled face is also a bit pale. "Mu Xiuzhen did not intend to attack the city now. He is only planning to destroy your elite soldier around the city!"
"Obviously so."
"That now..."
Zhu Xi shook his head and said: "Now you and I can't go out, you can only listen to your fate."
The room was silent for a moment, Longyang suddenly slammed on the table, and angered: "Listen to the fate of the fate! If the old man fights for a lifetime, if the bones of the dead are dead, the bones are gone! Do you want to trap us first? The old man is going to look at the children who can be trapped by the kids?! The old man does not believe... The 400,000 troops in the district still want to be used as one million!" The Mohist army is only elite, and there are only 400,000 soldiers and horses. Today there are 500,000 horses, plus there are more than 100,000 soldiers in the dark, the strength is far more than the Mo family. If this is still trapped in Yucheng, they might as well wipe the neck with a sword!
Zhu Xi’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light. "You are right, come, please come to Zhennan Wang Shizi!"