Chapter 941

looks like a typical rat thrower, but the problem is that Zhao Linfu, who has been riding on his head and, has been flattening and pinching himself, in addition to being aggrieved, at most he can only complain in front of his subordinates, but he does not dare to offend in the slightest Zhao Daquan, who fell heroically.

Almost overnight, the situation in Beijing was unpredictable, and in an instant, Zhao Linfu, the minister of power who was originally appointed by the Son of Heaven to govern the country, committed suicide, more than 100 important officials of the court were arrested or killed, and thousands of people were imprisoned in the prison.

And all of this was naturally done by the old general Duan, who seemed to be dying old for more than ten years, and had almost disappeared from everyone's sight with a low profile. It seems that everyone was awakened all at once.

I finally understood that in peacetime, when the Son of Heaven was in power, the Wenchen who played tricks and kung fu could often have the upper hand in court battles. And those generals who prefer to use their hands more than their mouths are very aggrieved.

After all, they are not professional ventriloquists, and they are not like those Wenchen who don't drink water for an hour. Therefore, in peacetime when there was the suppression of the Son of Heaven, the civil officials were indeed very hanging.

However, when it came to the troubled times, or when the Son of Heaven who often appeared as an arbiter disappeared, when this backer, who was originally relied on by Zhao Linfu as a backer, and then was poisoned by his own hands and fell unconscious.

Only those who control the military power can have a greater right to speak, but the military power in Zhao Linfu's hands has been directly taken away by Cao Hu'er, except for the big and small cats in his hands, there is no army that can be fully controlled in Beijing.

On the other hand, when the Son of Heaven left Beijing, he entrusted the military power to General Duan, and when there was a conflict between Zhao Linfu and Duan Guixiong or a collision of interests, one had hundreds of thousands of troops, and the other was unarmed, and the result was naturally conceivable.

Well, these are all in the past, and Cao Hu'er is also very clear that he has already embarked on this road of no return, so he can only continue to walk hard, either die vigorously or succeed in a vigorous generation of founding emperors, that's all.

Cao Hu'er's current psychological pressure is also quite great, although he got the old emperor into his hands and became a trump card hostage in his hand, so that the military of the Tang Dynasty began to become a rat trap, but the problem is that the other party bullied himself with few soldiers, calmly dispatched troops, and suppressed himself in the area from Youxian Palace to Xu County, and even the back road, that is, the connection with the three counties of Hetao is faintly about to be severed.

This made Cao Hu'er under a lot of pressure, and he didn't leave his mouth every day, and he didn't even have too much good face when he saw the military advisor Zheng Sleeve, after all, the current situation was too difficult to open, and if he wanted to break out of a world, he had to repel the more than 200,000 forbidden troops who surrounded him.

If you don't rush out, then you can only be trapped here in grievances, and if you want to painstakingly manage this area as a base, but you are surrounded by enemies on all sides, it is easy to be squeezed out of the living space by the Tang Army of all roads.

And now, the military advisor Zheng Sleeve doesn't know what's going on, since he took this Youxian Palace, after hearing that Zhao Linfu had committed suicide and forgotten, the military advisor Zheng Sleeve borrowed wine to kill his sorrows for several days, it seems that he has lost his aura all of a sudden, and it seems that there is no good way to solve the current predicament.

Cao Hu'er also knew that it was because the military advisor Zheng Sleeve had always wanted to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh. As a result, he has obviously achieved the extreme, Zhao Linfu's goods are desperate, and he is about to fall into the cage, but he doesn't want that criminal guy to commit suicide, which makes Zheng Sleeve, a military advisor who can't take revenge with his own hands, really revenge for life, and he borrowed wine to take revenge during this time, so that his mood is not very stable.

As a strategist, how can you concentrate on strategy and tactics when your own emotions are not stable? But Cao Hu'er couldn't offend this literati military advisor, at most, he comforted him, but he didn't dare to say a word, after all, his future still needs the advice of this military advisor who has always relied on him.

And when Cao Hu'er was beginning to worry about his future, about his future, and about his old chrysanthemum, Damo, the envoy from Totohai, appeared in front of Cao Hu'er like an angel sent from heaven.

Cao Hu'er squinted her eyes, looked at this Qihu barbarian dressed as a Han man, stroked the short beard under her chin, and looked at this compatriot who had the same blood as herself but had always been an enemy with herself and fought on behalf of different countries on the battlefield, I really couldn't understand what this thing meant to find itself.

"Honorable General Cao, I, Damo respectfully greets you on behalf of His Royal Highness Prince Tukun, the son of Moli Khan, the king of the Toto Sea, the descendant of the great Blue Wolf God." After slowly entering the tent and glancing at Cao Hu'er, Damo bent down deeply and stroked his chest with one hand as a salute.

"Damo, Lao Cao, I remember you as an old acquaintance, why, how did you come to the Central Plains to find my Lao Cao, could it be that the prince of your family's Tukun thinks that the grassland is already boring, and he is ready to go to the Central Plains to walk around?" Cao Hu'er squinted, her gaze as vicious as an owl.

"Dear General Cao, Damo has come here at the will of my lord, not for the rich Central Plains, but for the friendship between our Totohai and General Cao......" Damo replied with a smile, as if Cao Hu'er's provocative words were completely in the wind.

"Our friendship?" Cao Hu'er couldn't help but look at Damo with a stunned face for a long time, and couldn't help laughing out loud, and all the generals under the command were laughing crookedly, mud horse, friendship, friendship yarn, friendship blanket.

Is the friendship between the two sides a killing of each other? There is absolutely no process of love between the two sides, only the process of killing each other, and the two sides do not know how much blood and fresh life have been left in the area between the three counties of Hetao and the Toto Sea.

And in such a situation, Damo, Tukun's henchman, came out, and actually said that it was for the friendship between the two sides, are you sure you are not a tease sent by the monkey?

Just when the generals were laughing crookedly and making Damo's expression twitch a little with a smile, Zheng Sleeve, a military advisor who hurried over after receiving the news, just opened the curtain of the military tent and stepped into the big tent of the Chinese army.

Seeing that this military advisor who was highly valued and respected by Cao Hu'er entered the account, the laughter of those generals finally subsided a lot, and Cao Hu'er also stood up at this moment, put away his disdainful smile, and waved at the military division Zheng Sleeve. "Strategist, you came just in time, here this envoy of Qihu Tukun, Lord Damo, is telling Lao Cao that he is here for the friendship between my Lao Cao and His Royal Highness Tukun, haha......"

"Friendship? Damo ...... It turned out to be Lord Damo, and Zheng was polite. During this time, his mood was not very stable, and his expression still looked a little haggard, but Zheng Sleeve looked quite polite and smiled at Damo.

"This must be the Zheng Junshi who is relied on by General Cao as his arm, Da Mo is polite." Seeing this middle-aged scribe who was only in his early forties, and seeing the attitude of those generals and Cao Hu'er, Damo, who already knew the identity of this person, naturally did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"Dare to ask Lord Damo, what kind of friendship is there between my lord and His Royal Highness Tukun, and it is worth letting Lord Damo personally come out and negotiate?" The military advisor Zheng Sleeve shook the feather fan in his hand lightly and said unhurriedly. These days have gradually passed due to the impact of Zhao Linfu's death, and the military advisor Zheng Sleeve is finally able to think rationally about the future of himself and his lord.

Hearing this, Damo finally breathed a sigh of relief, he finally had a character who could communicate normally, and it was too much trouble to communicate with those unreasonable ruffians. "Datang is my enemy of Totuohai, and Datang is also the enemy of General Cao, this is where our friendship lies."

As soon as this word came out, the military advisor Zheng Sleeve's brows couldn't help but rise, his eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head and groaned, and those generals who were still giggling saw this scene and fell silent. It was Cao Hu'er, and he was also a little puzzled why the military advisor Zheng Sleeve was like this.

However, it didn't make him doubt for too long, and after a short period of effort, the military advisor Zheng Sleeve turned around and walked to Cao Hu'er's side, lowered his voice and whispered beside Cao Hu'er. "Please also ask the lord to retire from the generals, the arrival of this Damo may be the turning point of the lord."