"Fang Shishuai. You said one by one, His Majesty the Emperor of Your Country sent an order to withdraw the troops. The whole group of infants were pale than "Mo Jilian's face, and the cold sweat on his forehead was layer by layer.

Fang Zheng sighed sadly and said, "It's all the short-sighted ministers in the court! They thought that annihilated Chai Mengshan and knocked down Mochu's periphery would be considered a victory in the Northern Expedition. They have always regarded Confucianism's "peace is the most important and the most reasonable. When our general will send Chai Mengshan's victory to the capital, all the ministers in the court advised the emperor to withdraw their troops. They said that as long as Mochu was given a certain military deterrence, it would be enough. If Mochu was to kill him, there would be a saint who violated Confucianism's lenient and benevolent and righteousness. The emperor had no choice but to ask me to withdraw his troops."

"These corrupt scholars are simply a disaster for the country and the people!" Moji's face turned red even as he was shocked: "I don't know the military affairs at all, but I'm far away from him, "Isn't this a big deal for us?"

Mojilian was really anxious. Before Fang Zheng came, he still had nothing. He led 50,000 soldiers to guard the Tashan camp and relied on Huachao's support. For him, the two goals of restoration and revenge were out of reach. He knew very well. Just by fighting against Mochu's army with the 50,000 soldiers in his hand, it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Sooner or later, Mochu would be pinched off by Mochu, let alone restoration and revenge. There was nothing at all.

But since Fang Zheng came, Mu Yi Zhan destroyed Chai Mengshan's troops, set up an ambush to annihilate 10,000 Mochu's main force, and won the first battle. This allowed Mojilian to see the dawn of restoration, not to mention that Fang Zheng also supported him to seize the grassland pastures everywhere. The acquisition of Turkic tribes has greatly enhanced his strength. Over the past few days, he has no longer been the down-and-out national squad huddled in the Tashan camp. The increase in the population, tribes and pastures under the tent gave him the confidence to fight Mochu.

The situation is tilting towards the side that is beneficial to me. Mojilian is just smiling and speaking out. At this time, I suddenly heard that Fang Zheng was going to withdraw his troops. Mojilian was as frightened as the end of the world was approaching.

He had to be afraid. He had seized so many territory and incorporated so many tribes before, all because more than 100,000 soldiers of the Northern Expedition Army of the China North had helped him stand in front. Mochuo had no time to attack him, freeing him up with plenty of time and space. In other words, he was a bit suspicious of pretending to be a tiger's power when he did this.

If the tiger is withdrawn, will he be proud of this old fox? When only he and Mochu are left on the grassland, everything he gets will soon be recaptured by Mochu, and it will not even leave him a way out.

This is the mentality of a person. He doesn't feel sad when he has nothing. Anyway, he has become accustomed to it. If he doesn't, he will not have it. But Mojilian's experience in the past two years is particularly Kanko. This old comrade's political career can be said to be ups and downs and downs. At first, he was the national teacher under the Turks. Later, Mojilian rebelled and started a new life. His influence on the grassland was reduced by half. That's all, half is reduced by half. Mojilian can't beat Mojilian, endure

He endured it, but what was too much was that Mochuo was too despicable and sent someone to kill the master Gu Ludu Khan, the immediate boss of the national master. He was not as strong as others. Moji was even angry and did not dare to fight Mochuo for the desperate efforts, so he had to continue to endure it. He led the remnants to retreat eastward, but Mochuo refused to pursue and killed him all the way outside Youzhou. He forced the once glorious comrade of the national master to Tashan to retreat, like a leader of the Beggars' Sect. He could survive with the help of Huachao.

Moji has endured humiliation and suffered so much grievance in the past two years.

Now Fang Zheng has led the Northern Expedition Army and won the first battle, giving Mochu a heavy blow. Mojiren had just seen the dawn of a good life. Now Fang Zheng is going to withdraw his troops, does that mean that everything he just got is not warm and must be taken away by Mochu?

From nothing to something, although I like the basket, from something to nothing, this psychological gap is not something that ordinary people can tolerate, so these beggars live well, but too many wealthy people jump off buildings. This is the psychology of people.

Mojilian now has a very urge to jump off a building.

"Master Fang, you will be in charge, and the king will not accept the order." The current situation is beneficial to you and me. If you withdraw your troops, you will lose this opportunity to destroy Mochu. I am afraid it will harm Yanhua to the descendants of all generations." Moji licked his dry lips and said with difficulty.

Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and snorted: "You said you were light and I disobeyed the imperial edict and continued to fight with Mochu. You continued to pick up the bargain behind. No matter who wins and who loses, it is a good thing for you. What do I have? Do you know that you will be beheaded when you resist the edict? As you check the bargain on the grassland, after I beat Mochu back to Beijing, the emperor was chopped off his head. Lao Mo, why didn't I find that you are so unkind before?"

Mojilian's old face turned red and he was secretly ashamed. He just wanted to leave the Northern Expedition Army on the grassland and continue to fight Mochuo. As for the consequences of Fang Zheng's resistance, he had never thought about it.

Company Moji sighed long and smiled desperately: "In this way, if your army evacuated from the grassland, I will also be in a desperate situation. With the 50,000 soldiers under my tent, I will definitely not be Mojiu's opponent. Could it be that Jian wants to destroy me?

Fang Zheng patted his shoulder comfortably and said, "You can't say that, there is no way out. You can't die. You can't help you one last time before I go," he said.

Moji Lian's eyes lit up and said in surprise: "What does the marshal mean?"

Could it be that he plans to fight Mochuo in the final decisive battle and then move the army? This would be the best.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "It's a war. I can't help anymore. The emperor has issued an order. I can't refuse to obey it. But you and the 50,000 soldiers under your tent can help you find a way out for them."

Mojilian said happily: "What way to live?"

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I am rich in my family. I have a little bit of money. I walked away from the stream and said that I am a different body." He said, "I will give you 50,000 yuan to each of you. I will give you a broken bowl. I will send a elm stick. I will break the whole into pieces and disperse it to my Huachao," he said.

Mo Ji's eyes were straight: "Broken Bowl" crutch, what are you doing when you come to Huachao?"

"If you beg for food when you see people, beat dogs when you see dogs, and your business is developing smoothly, you can set up a beggar sect. If you are the leader of the gang, I will plead with you and send you a golden rice bowl engraved with "Begging for food by orders, and you will be able to develop into a multinational beggar sect."

Moji's expression changed drastically when he heard this, his face turned green with anger: "Master Fang, it's now. Can you please be serious? I'm at the end of my journey, why do you still say sarcastic words?"

Fang Zheng's face was flat and said, "Okay, let me say a few serious words. Actually, I only received the imperial edict yesterday. In terms of time, I can fight with Mochu before leaving. After all, Mochu is undestroyed, and I feel uneasy. Moreover, I return to the court without making great contributions. My face is not good. As long as I give the eunuch who sent the eunuch, I ask him to postpone the time of the eunuch to the capital for another day or two. I believe that the eunuch dares not refuse to agree. We will catch this time difference and fight another battle, and I will not be considered as resistant to the eunuch.

Mojilian was overjoyed and slapped his thigh hard and said, "Well! This method is wonderful! Marshal Fang is indeed extremely intelligent. In this way, we still have a chance to defeat Mochuo.

Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and said coldly: "Don't be happy for now. The question is, we only have another chance to fight. Can you guarantee that this battle can be defeated by Mochu? If I can't defeat him, why should I sacrifice the lives of more than 100,000 people from all over the Northern Expedition Army to fight this battle? I'm full and I'm full, so I'll use my life to fill this bottomless pit?"

Mojilian Renshi, of course he understood Fang Zheng's meaning. Without the certainty of winning, he would not have fought this battle. Mochu was unbeaten. Killing grass cannot eliminate the roots. This battle has no meaning at all.

Moji bowed his hand and said, "I don't know if the marshal has a way to deal with Mojiu. Can this battle defeat him with one blow?"

Finally got to the point.

Fang Zheng was excited and smiled and said, "Is there a way? There is one, but it needs your efforts to help from the national teacher's wife. "You and I are still allied troops now, are you right?"

Mo Jilian couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw Fang Zheng's smile. This little bastard smiled so sinisterly. Could it be that he had any conspiracy? I have to be careful.

Mojilian said carefully: "I don't know how the marshal wants me to help me to defeat Mochu in one fell swoop?"

Fang Zheng stood up, spread the sheepskin map on the copywriting in front of him, and pointed to the map and said, "Please come and see it,"

Mojilian came over and saw Fang Zheng pointing at the Northern Expedition Camp by the Yu River.

"Mochuo chukong and his troops fought with me. You Turks are used to rush around and fight in a very brave way. To be honest, our soldiers of the Huachao are indeed inferior to you.

Mojilian heard Fang Zheng praise the combat power of the Turks. Even though he was praising his opponent, he felt honored. They couldn't help but nodded with a reserved smile.

Fang Zheng pointed to the map and smiled, "So, Mochu attacked me with a frontal face. This is the right way, but I want to defeat him with a trick. This is the strange way. If the military strategy is consistent and the strange way, our chances of victory are still very high."

Mojilian looked at the map and frowned and said, "I wonder what strategy the marshal is going to use?"

Fang Zheng pointed to the Northern Expedition Camp and said, "Mochu sent troops to fight to the decisive battle. If our army did not fight, he would definitely attack my camp. I would like to ask the national army to help you lead the 50,000 Turkic soldiers under your command and help me defend the attack camp!"

Mojilian was shocked and looked at the map. However, he saw that the northern expedition camp where the two of them were now in was quite unfavorable. The camp faced north and south, and fifty miles in front was the 80,000 army that was staring at Mochu, but behind it was the surging Yu River. This was the standard place to kill without a way to attack, retreat without guard, and retreat.

Moji paled and said anxiously: "No! This is absolutely not possible! Marshal Fang, I will never be able to defend your camp. This camp faces north and is a powerful enemy, and the Yuhe River is on the back. It is a taboo for camping here. Once attacked, it will be closed and attacking dogs. It is absolutely difficult to have a way out. No, Marshal Fang. This is too difficult. You simply want the 50,000 soldiers under my command to die."

Moji refused repeatedly, and as he spoke, he paused and said in confusion: "I led 50,000 soldiers to help you guard the camp. What are you doing with more than 100,000 Northern Expedition Army under your command?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "National Master, you have come to the point. Of course, my Northern Expedition Army has other important uses.

Fang Zheng pointed to the east and west sides of the Northern Expedition Camp on the map and said, "Look at it, I will order more than 100,000 troops to quietly leave the camp tonight, and the soldiers divided into two groups and ambushed fifty miles away from the east and west sides. Mochu's spies could not find that far. My army played the role of a surprise soldier. Once Mochu starts attacking the camp, you just need to help me resist in the camp for half an hour, and my army will arrive immediately. Then, on the east and west sides, join forces on the north side of the Mochu army to form an encirclement force against Mochu. In this way, the entire battlefield situation will be completely reversed and turned into our closing door and fighting dogs. At that time, I will send an arrow as a signal. You will lead the soldiers under your command to rush north from the camp, and I will rush south, attack inside and outside, cut the part of Mochu into small pieces, and then wipe out one by one. This battle will be won!"

Mo Jilian looked unstable, staring at the map with his eyes tightly, thinking about it, and finally shook his head and said, "Master Fang, your plan is very clever. I admire it very much. If you do your way, Mo Chuan's destruction is a foregone conclusion. It's a pity that I can't help you defend the camp. This risk is too great. If you don't do it well, it will be annihilated by the entire army. I only have 50,000 soldiers left in my tent, and I really can't afford this risk.

Fang Zheng said coldly: "When you are picking up a bargain behind me, you will be happy. If you ask you to help me, you will push Sanyiyi. Besides, you have taken any risk. You just let you put half a olive muscle on the back of the acupoint, just for half an hour. Can't you even hold this half hour? If you want to restore the country, you want to take revenge, but you are unwilling to pay a little price. How can such good things be done in these?"

Mojilian still couldn't stop shaking his head. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he shook his head firmly.

Fang Zheng threw another bombshell: "If I tell you that all the 80,000 war horses under Mochu were hit by my secret move, they might have weak legs when charging, and then they were full of diarrhea and couldn't run a few steps at all. Would you rather do it?"

Moji was stunned: "What does the marshal mean?"

Fang Zheng smiled treacherously and said, "Know yourself and your enemy. Win every battle."

Only, no danger." Mo Jilian said in a depressed little shroud.

"ah?"

"The art of war says: know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. It is not a victory in a hundred battles." Mojilian corrected with a wry smile.

"Well, that's what it means anyway! You care how I use it!" Fang Zheng said in a frustration, and was indeed a bit embarrassing by an old Turkic man correcting the usage of his idiom."

"I had sent someone to sneak into the camp of Moshu yesterday. Hehe, I gave him some medicine for the 80,000 war horses. The medicine was not bad. It was a little weak after taking it, just like a man was raped by eight or eight fat women, and he couldn't walk."

Mo Jilian looked at Fang Zheng's face and smiled lewdly, and his scalp became numb.

"National Master, think about it, 80,000 soft persimmons, you can pinch them as much as you want. I have achieved this in my early work. Are you still not sure to hold on to the sip for half an hour?"

Mojilian's expression finally changed a little. He stared at Fang Zheng suspiciously and said, "Did you really drug his war horse?"

Fang Zheng swears: "It's definitely the truth! If I have a word of false words, I will guarantee that I will marry your daughter and call you a father-in-law!"

Mojilian was made to smile bitterly by Fang Zheng's oath that obviously took advantage of him: "I don't have a daughter to marry you,"

He lowered his head and looked at the map again. Mo Jilian's expression was quite moved.

Just resisted Mo Chu for half a time. In the end, the benefits obtained in this battle may be the entire grassland. The temptation was too great. Looking at the vast pasture on the map, Mo Ji swallowed his saliva and gradually looked a little greedy in his eyes.

Fang Zheng watched coldly and couldn't help but smile. As long as everything has a hundred times more profit, it is enough to make people take risks. Even if you lose your head at any time, you will fight. This National Master is no exception. The old guy is probably afraid of being poor in the past two years. It is said that poor mountains and rivers are bad for the people. What is the old guy like, isn't he unlucky?

Fang Zheng coughed and used the last killer: "National Master, I have already said this. If you don't agree, I have no choice. You should lead the army to withdraw from the grassland. You and Mochuo will fight one-on-one. I have done this for you."

Mo Jilian's face was sometimes blue and white, and it was unpredictable. A nervous and crazy look flashed from time to time in his eyes. He stared at the map for a while, then looked up at Fang Zheng's face for a while, and Fang Zheng quickly showed a reserved and sincere smile.

After a long time, Mojilian stamped his feet and said evilly: "Forget it! I'll do this business with you!"

Fang Zheng was happy: "You still have the potential to be the second-in-law, the national teacher, we are the same, I am not talented, and I am also the second in command of the bandits. People in the martial arts face flying dragon are known as the Jade-faced Flying Dragon."

Mojilian sighed deeply and said, "I don't know if my decision today is right or wrong. If I lose this battle, I will harm the 50,000 brave warriors under my tent, and I will become an eternal sinner of the Turks."

Mojilian said suddenly, raised his head, stared at Fang Zheng with his eyes squinted, and said, "Master Fang, I promised to guard the camp for you, but the key to this battle is whether you can lead the army to come in time Bao Yinmochuo. If you don't come within half an hour, you will harm us.

Fang Zheng quickly said, "Don't worry, our family members have always been the same. Think about it, since our Northern Expedition Army entered the grassland, what did we do not do in a down-to-earth manner? When did you let you Turkic soldiers die? When were you happy to pick up the cheaper, what did our Northern Expedition Army soldiers say? In the days of entering the grassland, our soldiers suffered a lot of casualties. Have I complained to you? "

Fang Zheng patted Mojilian's shoulder with a deep expression: "We are allies! Mutual trust is the primary condition"

Mojilian thought about it again and thought that what Fang Zheng said was indeed correct. During the days when the Northern Expedition Army entered the grassland, the soldiers of the Chinese Dynasty were indeed bleeding and sacrificing. They had never let the Turkic soldiers go to the fore and sent them to death.

Thinking of this, Mojilian's expression slowed down a little, and gradually believed in the sincerity in Fang Zheng's words.

Fang Zheng leaned against Mojilian's shoulder, stared at him seriously, and said, "National Master, look at my face, have you discovered anything?"

"Eye shit."

"Cough, what about the eye bore?"

"It's gone, I really have nothing to say except handsomeness."

"Ah, thank you for your praise." Fang Zheng smiled, then looked dark and said, "My face is full of sincerity!"

Moji looked at him in a slight look, and soon, he shook all over, as if he was hesitant: "I have made up my mind to help you guard the camp, but now I see your face, I want to change my mind again

Fang Zheng: ""

It's the middle of the night again. "Oh, I'm so embarrassed to apologize."

Well, but it's better if you haven't stopped, right?
Chapter completed!