Listening to Li Daxiong's report, Wei Ye just put the Shuifu Xingbo flag in his palm and tapped it, and smiled coldly: "Calculate the time, it should be the day when these chaotic troops will be killed." There is a partial division led by me and Ah Ming in the back of their rear, although there are not many men and horses, and they cannot serve as the main force to quell the rebellion, but they are always like a thorn in the back! If we let the two divisions of Sili and Bingzhou mobilize a large army to suppress the border, and our partial division will kill from behind, the Xiliangqiang Department is only afraid that it will really be able to kill a dead clan and cut off the species! As long as the generals with troops on the other side still have brains, they should first sweep our Zhangye County, hold the passes everywhere, and deter the Jiuquan and Dunhuang armies and horses from going south--Li Junhou!"

Hearing Wei Ye call him, Li Daxiong hurriedly clenched his fists and agreed: "What does the lord command?"

The immortal warlock pointed his hand to the east: "Send the order to all the Haoqiang villages, villages, and docks in Fanhe territory to inform them that the rebels are coming, and they should each guard the gate." Whether it is rewarding the rebels with wine and food or donating grain and grass, as long as they can save the lives of their families, they will do whatever they want, and in the future, they will put down the rebellion, and the official will not prosecute them for collaborating with the enemy. However, the official wants all the forts to come to the county seat according to the households. If there is someone who does not obey the orders of the officer, you know what to do!"

Listening to this murderous military order, Li Daxiong swallowed his saliva lightly, bowed down and bowed: "I am respectfully ordered!"

Sima Ling carried the fruit basket, looked at the side, watched Li Daxiong retreat, and then said to Wei Ye: "Uncle, are you going to turn your face with the heroes of Liangzhou?"

Listening to his own oil bottle and ask, Wei Ye snorted from his nostrils: "On which mountain, which mountain song to sing." Now your uncle and I are still pretending to be a festival minister, and I am not on the same front as these heroes in Liangzhou who started with military achievements and have a lot of strength. Not to mention that the Taiping Dao tribe led by Ah Ming's kid was born to clash with these powerful landlords, how can I make eye to eye with these Liangzhou wealthy clans?"

Speaking of this, Wei Ye also sighed slightly: "During the time I came to Liangzhou, I also saw that the so-called Liangzhou Haoqiang is even worse than those families in Guanzhong who pretend to have the name of a poetry heirloom." Although the ancestors of these people started with military merits, they have been passed down for several generations, and they are nothing more than household dogs who only know the benefits of one family and one surname. If I ask them for money and food, these people are afraid of this scepter in my hand, and there is still the possibility of supporting one or two, but if I ask them to make the people strong, this is the foundation of Liangzhou's strong foothold. I want to move their foundation, but I'm afraid that they can't wait to lead the way for the Qiang army, so let me, the counselor, fight with the Qiang army first. ”

Sima Ling took out a green apricot from the fruit basket, put it in his hand, and approached Wei Ye's side with a low and narrow smile: "I'm afraid that they rejected your uncle in front of you, but introduced a white-fronted tiger in the back, and didn't see the dragon fighting, but they sent themselves to be fodder first, right? But uncle, if you play such a hand, isn't it equivalent to pushing these powerful clans to the enemy's side?"

Wei Ye chuckled silently, only took the green apricot in Sima Ling's hand, put it to his mouth and bit it: "He has a good plan, I have a wall ladder, wait to see if it's good-it's so sour!"

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"Greetings to the angels!"

A voice sounded in front of the Anyi Chuan House of the Hedong County Administration. The person at the head, although he claimed to be a subordinate official, was completely dressed as a military minister, and from him, the civil and military two shifts stood up, and when the officialdom was noted, he greeted the envoys of the DPRK and the central government who stepped down from the car.

Wearing a virtuous crown on his head, with a black ribbon hanging from his waist, as a servant of a thousand stones, Kong Zhang, a freshly baked nobleman, is much more graceful than a certain counselor who does not take off his old temperament. He held the scepter in his hand, shook it step by step, and made Luoyangzi's leisurely and elegant bearing ten ten, not forgetting to smile slightly and nod to the Hedong civil and military officials who came to greet him.

Kong Zhang walked all the way to the front of the official pavilion, and only then bowed slightly to the general who was headed: "The person who came is Wuwei Hu Zhen of Hexi, who is a literary talent?

Dong Shuying's name Dong Min, the official worship of Dr. Zhongsan, is just a noble and unemployed idle official in Guangluxun. But his brother is quite famous, and Kong Zhang can't help but pay attention to it.

When these deliberately good words were spoken, Hu Zhen's face also showed a slight expression, but he still took half a step back, bowed down again, and said: "The cheap name is insulting to the angels, and the assassin has set up a banquet in the ya, and he personally washed the dust for the angels, and asked the angels not to blame the assassin for not being able to welcome him!"

When Kong Zhang heard this, his smile became much more cordial: "What kind of person is Kong, how can he be treated so favorably by Dong Gong? This time he went out of Beijing on the holding festival, one is to comfort the generals of the state, and the other is also to get acquainted with Xiliang heroes such as Brother Wencai. ”

This is inevitably a sense of folding, and it is even more eye-catching. But Kong Zhang, the minister of the festival, didn't care about this at all, took Hu Zhen's hand, and walked together with a smile. Hu Zhen himself knew that it was powerful, and he turned sideways and let the minister over.

During the Huan Ling period, there were only a few people who won high positions with martial arts, and most of them were born in the Xiliang wealthy family. The most famous are the three who have no more than Duan Cheng, the general of Duliao, Zhang Huan, and the captain of Huqiang, Huangfu Gui, and the number of Jingzhong is Liangzhou Sanming. Since Duan Cheng committed suicide due to his involvement in the struggle with the party, Zhang Huan resigned and returned to his hometown, and Huangfu Gui died of illness, the most appealing leader among the Xiliang martial artists today is Dong Min's brother, the current Bingzhou Assassin History.

At this moment, in the eyes of the people of the time, although this Bingzhou Assassin is in a high position, he is far inferior to his three predecessors who are known as Sanming, and he is also a martial artist, and he is not like Sanming, who has a Confucian identity of Botong scriptures, so he can't help but look down on him even more.

But in Kong Zhang's eyes, what Zhang Huan, Duan Cheng, and even this old boss of the Bingzhou Assassin and Huangfu Gui's nephew Huangfu Song are counted, who can match this Dong Gong?

has ambition and action, and has never had any ironclad loyalty and reverence for the Han system, and most importantly, he has personally created a Liangzhou martial arts group that is absolutely under his personal control. Such a person is suitable for cooperation.

Who is the current Bingzhou Assassin Shi, it is the famous hero in the history books, Dong Zhuo who burned Luoyang, hijacked the Heavenly Family, and killed the minister?