I have nothing but luck

Jiang's father thought about countless possibilities of failure, but he never thought that Jiang Changlan would be the second one to hit him in the face after Jiang Hou.

He and Xie Tingbai must cherish each other, and I want to talk about it in detail.

From the moment Jiang Changlan stepped into the hall, the outcome was decided.

Empress Jiang has her means and reliance to be in power for many years, and the remaining Zhou family clan will never want to see the family dominate. The Western Army leaned two points more towards Jiang Hou.

Empress Jiang didn't want to do something that would be harmful but not beneficial, so she slowly showed a smiling face, and her tone softened: "Alan came just in time, but he didn't mean to save you. The adults had some disputes, so don't misunderstand them."

The courtiers heard that Empress Jiang had no intention of settling accounts after Qiuhou, and they all let go of their hanging hearts and half-breathing.

No matter how powerful the aristocratic family is, they are still in the Hanyuan Hall. If Empress Jiang is pushed to the extreme, she will keep them in the Hanyuan Hall with knives and axes regardless of whether she will settle accounts after Qiuhou. I feel like I can run away.

One sentence defined the matter, and after gently exposing it, Jiang Hou smiled and looked at Jiang Changlan: "The Zhenxi Army has important tasks to be stationed in the border, if it is not an urgent matter, with your temperament, Alan, you will not leave Zhenxi City one step , what is the reason?"

Known child Moruomu.

Although Jiang Empress is not Jiang Changlan's biological mother, she knows him well.

What's more, the general guarding the border is not allowed to enter Haojing without the order of the emperor. If the aristocratic family thinks that Jiang Changlan has embarrassed them, Jiang Changlan has no good fruit to be investigated. The road is good.

Jiang Changlan bowed and saluted, and replied: "Your Majesty, there is a major event concerning the survival of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and even Kyushu."

The aristocratic family always likes to put high hats on them, and try their best to pull it into the size of a tiger's skin for a trivial matter, and put it on the whole Kyushu.

Jiang Changlan was not like that.

He said that maybe it will be related to the survival of Kyushu, and [-]% may really be related to the survival of Kyushu.

The hem of Jiang Hou's shirt that almost dragged the ground was like a sail on a sea without wind or waves, solemn and solemn enough to withstand the storm.

"I recently found out that there are many changes in the Western Wilderness. It seems that I want to gather troops to invade Kyushu. I am afraid that the Western Army's morale will be weak and the manpower will be weak. It will be difficult to resist. It is difficult to make people think that the situation is serious, so I came here in person. Going around Haojing, I want to ask His Majesty to mobilize troops from all over the country and recruit troops at the same time, so as to make preparations early.

It sounded like a few simple words from Jiang Changlan's mouth, and it was very easy to say, but the weight in them was far heavier.

In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, apart from the Zhenxi and Zhenbei frontier defenders and the Gaojing Forbidden Army, who were completely under the command of the Zhou Dynasty, the local defenders and the local aristocratic family envoys had tens of thousands of connections. Which one would like to mobilize more of their own forces?

The heads of several courtiers exchanged glances and reached an agreement: "The local defenders are mixed, and they are transferred in different places, and the time is in the order of early and late. Why don't they all be transferred from the Zhenbei Army? First, the Zhenbei Army is stationed all year round. In northern Xinjiang, there is no doubt about the strength and discipline of the army; secondly, there is Xie Guiyuan's Guiyuan army in northern Xinjiang, so it is expected that there will be no big trouble.

Jiang Hou was born in a family and has dealt with the family all the year round. I know in my heart that these old guys are only thinking about their own interests. If they have one less servant to sweep the floor than others, their heartache will be unbearable, and the most difficult thing to deal with .

What kind of righteousness and truth, Xiaozhi uses emotion to move it into reason, and it all turns into the word "no way" in front of his own interests.

If she can be like Zhou Tai|Zu back then, much stronger than these old guys, and use powerful force to suppress them so much that they dare not even take a breath.

But with the addition of Jiang Changlan and the Zhenxi Army behind him who may not have much strength, Empress Jiang can barely overwhelm them.

Jiang Hou's fingertips in the big sleeves trembled slightly.

Even she herself couldn't tell clearly, it was because of the anger that she had to force her head to compromise and was lit, but because of the ominous omen in her heart, the future of Kyushu that she didn't dare to think about.

Of course, Jiang Changlan couldn't fail to see the small calculations of the courtiers.

As soon as he stepped forward and wanted to question the old minister who spoke out, he was suppressed by Jiang Houqiang's calm tone: "It makes sense, then first send part of the Zhenbei Army to the western border as a buffer, and at the same time deploy defenders from various places, Go in batches."

The air in Hanyuan Hall seemed to be hung with a knife. After swallowing the ginger, the breath was painful, and the throat was dry and bleeding: "This matter will be done as it is, and there is no need to discuss it."

It wasn't long before she drew her sword to solve the case. The light of the sword and the sharp wind piercing the sky when she drew the sword still pierced the ears and eyes of the officials. Seeing that Empress Jiang had already made a step back, she didn't dare to push her any further.

Everyone in the hall knew that the remaining military strength of the Zhenbei Army was not enough to defend the northern border under the hands of the Northern Wilderness Twelve Divisions.

Empress Jiang, Jiang Changlan, and the officials who were in opposition to them all had exactly the same thoughts at this moment.

I can only hope that Xie Guiyuan's Guiyuan army will win.

I hope that the legendary army that seems to be fabricated by people will still be invincible and undefeated this time.

The rightful master they were thinking about was blocked at the junction of the Southern Territory and the Northern Zhou Dynasty, outside the largest checkpoint.

The post road has obviously been cleared in advance. It is empty and empty, only the green hills that have existed since ancient times stand beside the post road. I have seen caravans carrying rare treasures and being able to press the post road out of many ruts. I have seen the laughter and laughter of a wealthy family or a small family from a poor family when they travel, and the fragrance from the skirt of the little lady still lingers in her nose; Living life is lost under the sword and arrow.

What it is about to witness is the fall and death of a Mahayana powerhouse.

That Mahayana powerhouse has an even louder, deafeningly loud name.

Xie Guiyuan, the commander of the Guiyuan Army that crossed Kyushu.

Four Mahayanas, twelve Hinayanas and as far as one can see densely packed the post roads with practitioners surrounded Xie Ronghua. In this way, let alone a conspicuous person like Xie Ronghua, even a mosquito might not be able to fly out.

Among the four Mahayanas, not all were barren, at least Xie Ronghua recognized a familiar Fengling City enshrined.

It is self-evident who did the tricks behind it and let this large group of demon cultivators enter the post road in the Southern Region.

Xie Ronghua and the Mahayana priests in Fengling City knew it well.

None of them talked about the past.

Seeing each other here, Xie Ronghua's determination goes without saying, Xie Tingbai behind Mahayana must also be ruthless, and he has the idea of ​​cutting grass and root.

Besides, thinking about Xie Ronghua's appearance as a demon king when he was a child, when he grew up, relying on his proud talent and the gradually rising Guiyuan army behind him, he became more unscrupulous and domineering. When people you don't like bully you.

Unfortunately, the Mahayana offering is fortunate enough to be included in this list.

Of course, he was indifferent in his heart, and even thought about avenging his shame.

Xie Ronghua opened his mouth to break the atmosphere of silence and stalemate.

She speaks every word with great power, not deliberately holding a breath in her chest, and biting the syllables deliberately, it is more natural, the tip of her tongue contains the strength of Kyushu Wannian, the mountain is pressing her head, and the East China Sea is empowering:

"I am disappointed."

Mahayana sneered disdainfully in his heart, and said to himself that he is not the Guiyuan Army who relies on you to thank Guiyuan for his life, who cares about your expectations.

Sure enough, he was still a young man with little experience.

It is the young people who think that they can be so important that everything in the world revolves around their own minds.

It is because you don’t have much experience that you don’t know that in this world, except for those who depend on you to live and ask for you, in the eyes of others, you are not worth a few copper coins, let alone care about your so-called low expectations.

"Together with the flames, the high-ranking person can of course be a chess player. One piece at a time, one piece at a time slowly reveals the cards, and the game is played step by step, to see if you can sit on the number one position in the world, and if you can get half of the Kyushu world."

Xie Ronghua grew up in the flames of war, sharpened her cultivation, and led an iron-blooded army like Guiyuan. She knows more about the cruelty of war than anyone else:

"But how many people are living in poverty? How many people have changed their sons and sold their wives to survive? How many people's families who could have spent their entire lives in peace and leisure enjoying the happiness of their relatives are ruined in the flames of war? The so-called peaceful and prosperous age that may not be seen, thinking about living, and finally dying in the dream of a little bit of peace that I experienced when I was young?"

Xie Ronghua's voice seemed to be piercing through layers of north wind, crossing the barriers of mountains and mountains, and questioning Xie Tingbai who was far away in Fengling City.

The faces of the Mahayana priests in Fengling City gradually turned red.

Because he understood that he was not worth mentioning in Xie Ronghua's eyes.

Because of Xie Tingbai's external knowledge of the northern wilderness, Xie Ronghua damaged the character of Xie's family, and was angry for the misfortune of Kyushu.

He gritted his teeth in hatred for Mo Luo, wishing he could draw his sword and kill him immediately.

However, she is stingy and distributes a few words and sporadic hatred to the Mahayana worshiper in front of her.

Because he doesn't deserve it.

The priest suddenly understood why Ji Huang, the suzerain master of Fazong, Xie Tingbai and even Mo Luo racked their brains to climb up.

Climbing up can make people love, respect and hate.

Instead of a few hasty words and a few glances that can't be caught, in the eyes of the other party, he is no different from a barren soldier who came to die.

In fact it is.

Xie Ronghua didn't care about the pig's liver complexion.

She raised her voice and asked from a distance: "How can you be worthy of others calling you a senior? Are you worthy of your title of heaven and man?"

The sound reached the clouds, and the gods responded, and the aftermath exploded in the sky like spring thunder, shaking the four Mahayanas in a daze, and all the Hinayanas couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

"It's hard to persuade a general dead ghost with good words."

Xie Ronghua didn't plan to have a verbal confrontation with the opposite party first, after all, it's not worth wasting words on the dead, and besides, there are people waiting for her at the north and south ends, asking her to rush back without stopping.

Her expression was very calm, and she did not have the fear and horror that the other party had guessed.

Xie Ronghua did not get off the horse, and pulled out the peace knife from his waist: "I want to go up together, don't waste my time."

She repeated it as if not enough: "I'm in a hurry."

In the Nanman King City to the south, there were still people waiting for her to bring the Taiping knife over to find him the place where he was beaten all over the floor looking for his teeth.