The Empress’ Livestream

1526 Chapter 1526: Fa Nieliang Attacked Yang Tao, Sword Pointed At The World (65)

Knowingly killed Zhao's, Yang Tao would clap his hands, but Jiang Yanji still wanted to kill. She wanted to make Zhangzhou clan weigh well, and let them understand the truth-the vassals of the world are not their randomly chosen cabbage !!

It is okay to change jobs. After the job change, share some. If you have another heart, don't blame the sharp sword in her hand.

"I hate betrayal most!"

As long as you don't step on her bottom line, she is actually very good at talking.

Once stepped on, huh, then there is nothing to say.

In addition to this, there is also a penalty for Fengzhen's misjudgment. She intends to return to the liquidation after the war.

"Yan Lin can't be underestimated, but Fengzi is really underestimated."

The **** asked Wei Ci to go out and whispered something just now. Anyone with a good eye can see that Jiang Yanji wanted to handle lightly and give Fengzhen a chance, and he didn't plan to severely punish him ... Of course, there was no way to severely punish him, and the pot was not alone.

"The first half agrees, but the second half disagrees." Wei Ci laughed. "Yan Lin can support Yang Tao who is slightly reckless in character. It's really not good at all. If you say you're despise the enemy, it's not true. That's right. If the documentary evidence is true, can you do it? "

Wei Ci knows that the eunuch's temperament is a bit similar to his own protagonist-no need for suspects, no doubt about employment.

No matter from what point of view, it is reasonable and reasonable for Zhao to surrender, and it is extremely difficult for others to believe that Zhao, who had a great holiday with Yang Tao, will help Yang Taokeng people. Therefore, after accepting Zhao, even if there is any doubt about Kun Yutu, it is not possible to use this picture.

As long as this Kun map is used, Yan Lin's strategy is half successful, and the other half depends on the results of the confrontation between the two armies.

Based on the terrain of the fake map, the enemy's layout was speculated one step in advance, and all three ambushes were selected correctly. This shows how difficult Yan Lin is.

Even if Wei Ci has previous experience, it may not be possible to meet Yan Lin.

The **** let his eyebrows twist, slightly gloomy and authentic, "It's hard to say, most of them will still win."

The situation under Yan Lin's cloth could not be avoided by careful thinking and distrustful temperament.

For the **** ’s answer, Wei Ci was not surprised at all.

According to the trajectory of previous lives, the person who really confronted Yan Lin was **** and not Fengzhen. He also suffered a few small losses in Yan Lin's hands. Although I won after that, I wo n’t be easy to win. If the **** let me seduce her, I designed Yan Lin. According to the strength of the two armies at the time, Yang Tao, a guy with a vitality comparable to that of cockroaches, could still jump around for months. Will be bigger.

Of course, this cannot be said that eunuchs are better off than Yan Lin.

Although the eunuchs of the past life have some political reasons to make it to the top of the Golden Scale Court Wenchen List, more of them are personal strength.

Scholars each have their own specialties. It is really difficult to compete.

Yan Lin has a home court advantage. Whether it is **** or Feng Zhen, they are expected to lose in his hands, the difference is that the loss is large or small. Then again ... this is 10,000 sailors elite, and there are hundreds of warships, and the losses are really great.

When Her Majesty conquered Yang Tao in the previous life, Wei Ci was still under the security account, and the relationship between the two had been stiffened from the honey.

Because he hadn't experienced it personally, Wei Ci didn't know much about this battle. He only knew about the armament configuration and casualties of the two armies.

This is bound to be a protracted war, and winning or losing for a moment doesn't tell much.

Wei Ci smiled, "The evidence is a bit confident in Zi Shi. Don't look at him for not being serious, he is very reliable at critical moments."

The **** let Leng hum, not to mention.

"Well, isn't that Fengjia Dalang? Why are you standing here in a daze?"

Wei Ci saw Feng Yi standing outside his tent and waiting for someone, and called with a smile.

Feng Yi saluted Wei Wei and the eunuch. "The two uncles are all right."

Wei Ci opened the curtain of the military tent and laughed, "The sun is still fierce outside, come sit first."

Feng Yi said.

The **** asked him, "Did you come for your father?"

Feng Yi said, "Yes, the boy is very disturbed. He hesitated for a long time to explore the uncle's tone."

"You're very honest. For your father, 80% of the time is going to fool you." The **** made an unnatural smile on his stiff face all year round. "There is no need to worry about this. The protagonist has no intention to confess. Wait for you. My father is triumphant.

"I have the uncle's words, and the boy is at ease." Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately showed a little distressed blush. He explained with a little cramp, "I just received the letter from my aunt at home, and the boy was worried about it. Passing home would worry her ... "

It turned out so.

Wei Ci's heart was funny, no wonder Feng Yi, who was so stable, would come to listen to the tone.

Seeing Feng Yi leave, the **** gave way, "Although it was a mother and son who were halfway a monk, the relationship between the two was good. I really do n’t know how this prodigal son did it, and he was not stable, but his wife was smart and capable, and his son was a good one. Seedlings are enviable. "

Wei Ci said sourly, "Maybe he will have better seedlings in the future."

Fengyou, haha!

When Chu Jun was selected for reading, he should have eliminated the child.

How can Fengzhen's domestic pigs stare at the good cabbage offerings in their yard?

The **** asked quietly, "Can the prodigal son still do?"

Feng Zhen is also an alcoholic and a cold cold food lover. Although he abstained from the protagonist's obscenity, can he survive like that?

Wei Ci showed an inexplicable expression.

Feng Zhen, OK? Ask him what's the use?

However, he really knew that it was very painful.

Wei Ci did not tangle for too long, and was soon called away by the commanding soldiers who came—the principal is in business!

The **** asked to show a complex expression after hearing it, and reached out to Wei Ci, and signaled him to go, without using him to say hello.

The commander said, "The prince summons, both military divisions must pass."

The **** made a sound of embarrassment on the expressionless face.

He smoothed the folds of the sleeves, and the two went to the handsome account again.

"What's up now?" The **** let out curiosity.

Wei Ci didn't know either, but only got, "Go and know."

The crowd, like the two of them, returned to their tents and was called by the protagonist before sitting on the hot mat.

This way several times a day, both legs can walk thin.

"Nie Jun seems to be withdrawing troops."

As soon as the crowd arrived, Jiang Yanji said such a word, and the crowd exploded.

withdraw troops?

Nie Jun?

Not so much.

Nie Liang kneeled and they refused to withdraw. What withdrawal now?

Wei Ci frowned, "Can it be that there is something wrong with the rear?"

Nie's a little broken things, Wei Ci also heard. When Nie Liang was alive, they also knew that they would be jealous. Before Nie Liang died, Nie Qing hurried to office. How would those uncles of Nie Liang be willing to see a grandson peeing on their heads?

"Most of them are like this. Nie's rear is unstable. The army continues to stay on the front line, indicating that the battle may not be won, and the old nest is cut off." Jiang Yanji rubbed his chin, she said, "But this can't rule out the possibility that the tiger can leave the mountain ... ... what do you think? "

In chapter two, we are still 30 votes away from the increase of 200 yuan. Weep. If the standard is reached, Sijia will move to tomorrow, because today is too late, Sijia is too late.

(End of this chapter)