The black robe smiled slightly: "Oh, you are doubting that I can't command Murong Town. But you don't think about it, why did he go obediently when I asked him to go to Beicheng?"
Gongsun Wulou frowned slightly: "Well, I'm afraid he has a chance to break out of the city, so he is willing to listen to your order."
The black robe sneered: "He is not Helan Lu, and he has no power in the north. It is still possible for Helan Lu to protrude from the north city, return to the original border area to establish his own rule, or even cross Hebei to fight back to the grassland.
But he, Murong Zhen, was once a rebel general of Xi Yan, then a general of Hou Yan, and finally became the prince of Nan Yan. In this huge world, besides Nan Yan, is there any place for him? He is just like you.
, the only hope is to defend Guanggu City and repel Liu Yu, so that we can have a future."
Gongsun Wulou gritted his teeth: "Even so, his hope is to go out of the city and defeat Liu Yu's main force during the decisive battle, instead of dedicating part of his troops to go out with me to lure the enemy. Even I know that going out of the city is probably a waste of time.
Come on, is he willing to send quite a few of his subordinates to die with me?"
The black robe smiled slightly: "Who said you are going to die when you leave the city? The biggest difference between Murong Zhen and you is that he has experienced hundreds of battles, is well versed in the art of war, and knows when to do something. In order to win, the necessary temptations and even
It's a sacrifice, it's something to be done. If you stay in Beicheng and don't know what's going on outside, then going out rashly will never come back. At least, you are a person who is good at escaping and protecting yourself. I want you to charge into the battle and fight to the death.
You are definitely the most unsuitable, but if you want to test the enemy's intelligence and gauge the enemy's reality, then I'm afraid no one can surpass you."
Gongsun Wulou's eyes sparkled: "Are you so sure that with only more than two thousand armored cavalry, a fake Murong Chao, and me, we can definitely lead the Jin army to ambush? Liu Yu is very good at using troops.
, if all the emperors in the city escape, then maybe they can get what they want, and they can even publicize it and shake the morale of the army. If I or the fake Murong Chao fall into Liu Yu's hands, I'm afraid you will lose more than you gain. Not only will you not be able to test the enemy's troops.
The falsehood will actually collapse the morale of the city."
The black robe smiled and said: "So, I need you, a smart person, to act accordingly. I am not exactly asking you to lure the enemy. If Zhang Gang is not in Beicheng, then even if he knows that you are breaking out from Beicheng, he may not have time to rush over and stop you.
You, won’t your opportunity come in this way?”
Gongsun Wulou's heart moved: "What opportunity has come? What other opportunities can I have?"
A cold light flashed in the black robe's eyes: "Liu Yu is indeed very good at using troops. Maybe he was surrounded by three and one missing, and deliberately let you escape. His military strength does not have an absolute advantage. If the main attack direction is really in the west city, then
Maybe Beicheng really doesn’t have many troops to defend. At least, if two thousand armored cavalry breaks through with all their strength, he may not be able to stop it. Just like Linqu, if we have thousands of armored cavalry breaking out with all our strength, his army can’t stop it either. In the end,
Let us run back. You have personally experienced the breakout, so you must have rich experience in this area..."
Gongsun Wulou gritted his teeth: "Last time I broke out because I knew where I could escape and where I could retreat. But what about this time? What's the use of leaving the city?"
The black robe smiled slightly: "How could it be useless? I arranged for you to break out, just to give you a way out. You can act according to the situation, and you don't have to come back!"
Gongsun Wulou opened his eyes wide: "Master, what do you mean by this?!"
The black robe smiled slightly: "You haven't been coveting He Lanmin for a long time, haven't you? This time I will give you a chance, so that you can stay and fly with this beauty, how about it?!"
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Gongsun Wulou opened his mouth so wide that it could fit a steamed bun, but he was speechless. Hei Pao smiled and patted his hands three times gently. A gust of fragrant wind blew by. He Lanmin was dressed in the uniform of a soldier. Walking at a leisurely pace, smiling lightly, holding a sleeping baby in his arms, he walked up to the top of the city. He looked at the black robe, bowed slightly and saluted: "Min'er has seen the Imperial Master."
Having said this, she looked at Gongsun Wulou, with an evil dimple at the corner of her mouth: "Master Gongsun, please take care of me."
Gongsun Wulou finally recovered from his petrified state. He swallowed a sip of saliva and his face was suddenly filled with a smile. He looked at He Lanmin and kept nodding his head: "How dare you, how dare you, Mrs. Helan... "
Helan Min giggled and covered her beautiful nose with her bare hands: "Oh, how old are you? I don't have a husband now. According to the rules on the grassland, I am a daughter to be married. Mr. Gongsun, you should call me a saint." It’s good.”
Gongsun Wulou nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, Saint Helan, you..."
He Lanmin smiled again and waved his hand: "After all, you are still my junior brother. We are all disciples of the Imperial Master. There is no need to be so similar. Otherwise, you can call me senior sister, or, If you are willing to call me Minmin, I won’t mind.”
There was a charm in He Lanmin's voice that was so deep into one's bones that even in this battlefield where thousands of troops and horses were shouting for kill, there was a magic that made Gongsun Wulou's legs almost weak, and the corner of his mouth He was about to drool unconsciously. He was about to answer when his eyes suddenly glanced at He Lanmin's towering chest. At this moment, someone else got there first, even though it was just a sleeping baby.
A burst of unknown anger suddenly arose in Gongsun Wulou's heart, and he frowned: "Sister, are you going to lead this kid to break out of the encirclement this time? This is Liu Yu's seed. What if he is on the battlefield? superior…………"
He Lanmin smiled and shook his head, his long hair like thousands of willows swaying gently: "Of course this won't work, but I assigned the task of taking good care of this baby before defending the city, and now the Imperial Preceptor wants to I’ve been given a new mission, so I’ll naturally have to come over and get back to work.”
As she spoke, she knelt down on one knee respectfully and held the sleeping baby Liu Yizhen in her hands. Her voice revealed a trace of calmness, which was completely different from the flattering tone just now: "I have reported to the imperial master that Liu Yizhen, the son of Murong Lan, is here." In my hand."
With a flick of the big sleeves of the black robe, he felt a gust of wind blowing by. The little baby somehow found his way into his arms and was held by him with one hand, while the plump little mouth gave him a gentle kiss. Wai, as if wanting to eat something, turned around and fell into a deep sleep.
The black robe nodded and said: "Very good, leave this son of Liu Yu and Murong Lan to me. Minmin, take this."
As he spoke, he waved his left hand, and He Lanmin reached out to take it. A token fell into his hand, which was a flying eagle symbol. A trace of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly stuffed the token into her hand.
into his arms: "My subordinates will definitely go to the northern Helan tribe to reorganize the old tribe and serve the national division!"
The black robe smiled slightly: "Just work for yourselves, and from now on it will be Gongsun's tribe, not Helan's tribe anymore!"
This chapter has been completed!