Your Majesty's mind is too hard to guess

The Son of Heaven stepped down from the table, took Zhou Xuanpan's long sword on the water, and held a sword flower in his hand, "Good sword."

Song Yang was dumbfounded, and weakly reminded: "Your Majesty?"

Ordering someone to take away the water tray that Zhou Xuan was holding, Zhou Ye supported his elder brother, "Your body is hairy and skinny, it's your parents. Brother Huang was seriously injured. If you don't take a good rest, you are indeed guilty."

Shangguan Che and Li Sheng exchanged glances. A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, secretly glad that he did not second Song Yang's request for the first week's announcement of death and rebellion.

Zhou Xuan's back hurts, his heart is anxious, even his lips are pale, but his words are straight, "Your Majesty, Xiling is nothing to be afraid of, it's just the reflection of a dying thing, if Li Shuai goes there, we can protect him." No worries, I have been with Marshal Li for many years, and I am familiar with the military affairs in Zhenbei, so please go to the northern border, if your Majesty agrees, I will leave immediately."

Zhou Ye was silent.He only stared at Prince An with a cold gaze.

In the wide sleeves of His Majesty the Emperor, Zhou Xuan shook the hand of the young emperor, and drew two words on the palm of his hand: Please.

Zhou Ye looked away, the light and dark in the phoenix eyes were uncertain, "If I don't allow it, what about the emperor?"

"Your Majesty agrees. Naturally, the vassal is on an errand. I am happy to be promoted to a noble. Your Majesty is not allowed. I will eat the king's salary and take care of the king's worries. I will act as a vanguard and guard my Zhou family." Zhou Xuan bowed his hands Saluting, the wound on the back gradually oozes blood, staining the plain clothes red.

Zhou Ye turned around, "Zhou Xuan listened to the decree, I named you Marshal to protect the country, gave you the black iron tiger talisman, quickly went to the northern border, pacified the war disasters of the northern barbarians, and gave you the Prosperity Sword. If anyone refuses to follow the order, you will be allowed to kill first and then play."

"The minister obeys the order."

"The Privy Council listened to the decree. It was clearly decreed to town the North, Northwest, and Qianzhong camps. See Prince An, as if I were here in person."

"The minister obeys the order."

Zhou Xuan didn't stop at all, turned around and left, and left the gate of Dongnuange. Daoist Xuan Yu, who was standing beside him, looked worried, and stepped forward to support his little disciple.

"Master, let's go."

After receiving the commander's seal from the Ministry of War, the Xuantie Soldier Talisman and the Changming Sword were also sent from the palace. Zhou Xuan took Xuan Yu, Li Xifan, Mo Tingyu and a group of guards to whip their horses and head straight for Bailang City.

On the way, Zhou Xuan's wound ruptured several times, which would inevitably delay the itinerary. Zhou Xuan was so anxious that he begged his master to wash the wound with strong wine, and stitched the catgut with a golden needle. The medicine was too time-consuming, so Zhou Xuan carried the medicinal wine on his back and poured it on his back every few hours.

In the early morning of the fifth day, after the snow melted in northern Xinjiang, the blue sky, white clouds, and green grass were like weaving, and the majestic gate tower of Bailang City came into view.Zhou Xuan wore heavy armor, hung a black iron soldier talisman on his waist, and held a Changming sword. He led [-] elite soldiers to help Bailang City.

The battles in northern Xinjiang have always been concentrated from June to September, when the water and grass are luxuriant, and the cattle and sheep are fat. It is the time when the troops in northern Xinjiang are strong and horsey. The emperor abruptly detained Li Xu for two months. The two armies in the dry and the middle did not see the black iron tiger talisman, so they were not allowed to send troops, and the commander was not there. The army in the north of the town guarded Bailang City alone.

Zhou Xuan saw the smoke of war on the tower from a distance, and his heart throbbed. In the eyes of those in power, the life and death of soldiers guarding the frontier is not as good as a speck of dust on the throne. I would rather die than surrender.

Ladies and gentlemen, Zhou Xuanlai is also here.

Bailang City rejoiced, Zhou Xuan went straight to the account of the Chinese army, and summoned a group of lieutenants to discuss military affairs.

In the previous life, this was also a battle with vivid memories. It lasted for five years, and Li Xu died in the fifth year. During the heavily guarded surrender ceremony, a poisoned arrow sealed his throat with blood. He died without being able to speak out.

"Your Highness," Xu Tai stared at a pair of rabbit eyes without rest for several days, pointed to the sand table and said, "Xu Tai is willing to be the vanguard and lead three thousand light riders to attack Heyi and the Jinyan Department at night. Report, swear not to be human."

"How many combat units are there in the third battalion?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Returning to Your Highness, not including minor injuries, there are still more than [-] people."

Zhou Xuan raised his head and glanced at Zhang Changgong, the deputy commander of the Zhenbei Army, "Tell me, how did it get damaged?"

Zhang Changgong is a well-known fear of death in the Zhenbei Army, but Li Xu never mentioned that he wanted to change the deputy commander. Soldiers are tricky, and Zhang Changgong is not afraid of death, but cautious. But strangely long.

Bowing to Zhou Xuan, Zhang Changgong replied methodically: "Your Highness, the war started at the beginning of May, and it is no different from previous years. Brothers have long been used to it. He attacks and defends, retreats and chases, and he stays at us." By May 20th, the subordinates found that something was wrong. According to the past practice, there is always a break when the two sides fight, but in northern Xinjiang, it is as accurate as [-] tribes take turns to change shifts for [-] days. rest."

Xu Tai was short-tempered, and interjected: "Yes, those barbarians harassed them day and night, and the brothers are not hardened, and they are a little bit unable to hold on."

"The real tension in the war started in June, and the opponent's offensive became stronger day by day," Zhang Changgong said after deliberation, "The various ministries in northern Xinjiang cooperated exquisitely. On the tenth day of the lunar new year, we were lured out of the city to pursue them, and the Qingqi battalion lost half of the troops."

"Zhenbei Qingqi is famous for its skill in combat and speed. If it encounters an ambush, it has its own method of evacuation. Why did it fail?" Li Xifan asked aloud.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Zhang Changgong's forehead, "His Royal Highness, according to the knowledge of the Inspectorate, it is true that the Beiyi people did not know where to cook up a medicinal powder that can drive horses crazy. One of them played a deer whistle, and the deer whistle As soon as the sound was heard, the horses lost their bearings, and when the incident happened suddenly, the third battalion didn't notice it for a while, and suffered a big loss."

The generals of the Northwest and Qianzhong armies who came together were all shocked.

Zhou Xuan's face was calm, without any sign of panic, he asked each camp one by one, and slowly figured out the clues, and unconsciously became the reliance of the generals.

The Zhenbei Army has nothing to say to Zhou Xuan. Li Shuai personally taught his disciples and spent another ten years in northern Xinjiang. Carrying the black iron tiger talisman and the Changming sword, not to mention the decree: to see Prince An, as if I were here in person.

"Zhao Yan, report the situation of the scouts in the enemy camp." Zhou Xuan pointed at the only man in soft armor in the corner.

Zhao Yan's scout battalion is the most well-equipped team in the entire Zhenbei Army. Every soldier is burnt with gold all over his body, and has made outstanding achievements repeatedly. They can be called Li Xu's eyes and ears.Zhao Yan is thin and has a first-class lightness skill. He is called Little Swallow, but no one dares to call him that in person.

Zhao Yan's voice was deep and hoarse. He had been a scout all year round, and whenever he spoke, it was as if he was whispering. When the generals heard him speak, they quickly held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make a sound.