"Cough, cough, cough!"

Chang Hantang couldn't stop coughing and said casually:

"The Eight Banners of Dayan are composed of elite cavalry from various grassland tribes. Among them, the three flags with a black background are at the top and the five flags with a yellow background are at the bottom. The soldiers selected for the three banners with a black background are all grassland warriors and veterans of hundreds of battles.

In order to balance the situation between the DPRK and China, the generals of the Five Flags on Yellow Base are all warriors with civilian backgrounds, who have risen from the bottom step by step. Such people are more willing to be loyal to the royal family and are reliable.

The same is true for Tuoba Hong, the commander of the Black Leopard Banner. Tuoba Hong is also considered a person with outstanding military exploits, and he is extremely loyal to the royal family, so he can take charge of the elite Black Banner.

These five people plus one Tuoba Hong have exact information about them on the desk of my Chang family, including everything from their birthplace to their military exploits.

Only the remaining two flags, the silver lion flag with a black background and the silver tiger flag with a black background, have never been able to find out who the coach is. I only vaguely heard that he is a member of the royal family."

The middle-aged man held the saddle in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and listened quietly to Chang Hantang's words.

Chang Hantang adjusted his standing posture and then said:

"The Great Khan of the Yan Rong, Muyun Canglan, conquered the east and north in his early years and unified the grasslands. It is said that he not only benefited from the help of the five Yan Rong tribes, but also had a lot of help from his two brothers who were good at conquering and fighting.

After the unification of the grasslands, these two men disappeared and rarely appeared in front of the world.

But I know that these two people were named the South Wing King and the North Wing King respectively. They are Mu Yun Canglan's right-hand men and are deeply trusted.

Winged ones, the eagle spreads its wings and sweeps across the world.

If my guess is correct, the coaches of the remaining two flags should be these two princes.

I just don’t know who you are?

King of the North Wing? King of the South Wing?"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression very sure.

"As expected of Duke An, he actually knows so much about my Dayan secrets."

The middle-aged man sighed, and then said in a deep voice:

"The King of the Lower North Wing, Mu Yunlongyou, is in charge of the Black Silver Lion under the order of the Emperor's brother.

I have met Duke An Guo."

Mu Yunlongyou bent slightly to show respect for the old man.

Although both sides are enemies now, the Chang family's opponents in the past have always been Beijin, and Yanrong's opponents have been the grassland tribes and Beiliang. There is no deep hatred between the two sides.

Speaking of blood feuds, they only started after the Yan army invaded Yanxing Pass.

Mu Yunlongyou was willing to respect Chang Hantang, the only remaining military general of the older generation in the Central Plains. He was from a royal family and did not bother to do anything insulting.

It has been a long time since anyone mentioned the name Mu Yun Longyou. In recent years, generals such as Tuoba Hong, Ulan Balsi, and Shentu Chenfeng have been fighting abroad, and it seems that they have been overshadowed by them.

But anyone who has participated in the battle to unify the grasslands between Yan and Rong will know that Mu Yunlongyou was a ruthless character who killed people and killed Buddhas in the grassland battlefield.

Many years ago, Mu Yun Canglan led an army to fight, but unfortunately he was surrounded by enemy troops.

Mu Yun Longyou, who was only twenty years old, personally led 300 dead soldiers into the battlefield, rescued the seriously injured Golden Khan from thousands of troops, and also conveniently took off the head of the enemy general.

That battle was the battle that made him famous. It is said that he killed thirty-seven people with one shot alone and looked like a bloody man when he came out of the battle.

"It turns out to be the North Wing King~"

Chang Hantang coughed up a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty:

"Should I feel honored to be able to meet a famous figure from the Yan Kingdom before dying?"

There was a touch of self-deprecation in Chang Hantang's tone, he was defeated just like that.

Mu Yun Longyou on horseback looked at the swaying old man and said calmly:

"You don't have to die~"

"hehe."

Chang Hantang grinned:

"I just want to die!"

Mu Yun Longyou remained silent. In fact, his many years of experience on the battlefield told him that strong enemies are not scary, and smart-minded enemies are not scary either.

Those who regard death as home are the most terrifying.

But this kind of pride emanated from an old man whose body was half buried in the loess. Mu Yun Longyou didn't know whether to respect or be afraid.

At this moment, a soldier cautiously came to Mu Yun Longyou's side and whispered a few words.

Although Mu Yun Longyou's expression was calm, Chang Hantang still noticed the slightly furrowed brow.

"I know, back off~"

Mu Yun Longyou waved his hand casually and focused his attention on Chang Hantang again.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Chang Hantang coughed a few times, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Why, did a cavalry army go out?"

Mu Yun Longyou narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "Old general, you should worry about yourself."

"Haha, hahaha!"

Seeing Mu Yun Longyou's reaction, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed:

"My Chang family is not dead yet, hahaha, hahaha!"

The old man smiled happily, knowing that it must be Chang Yao who protected Chang Huaiyi from the siege.

Laughter echoed in the air, but the old man's eyes became darker and darker, and his swaying body seemed to tell everyone that the old man had run out of energy.

Mu Yun Longyou finally spoke:

"I will ask again.

Do you want to die or live?"

The old man laughed ferociously, raised the big knife in his hand with all his strength, and shouted sternly:

"Chang Hantang of the Chang family is here, dare to fight!"

"Dare to fight!"

The blade was raised in the air, murderous.

Mu Yun Longyou didn't say any more nonsense, and suddenly spurred his horse forward. While rushing forward, he took a spear from the soldier's hand.

"Dare to fight!"

"Die!"

"drink!"

The old man roared angrily and swung the knife with all his strength, but the big knife in his hand never had any strength.

"Pfft!"

As the spear was released, the battlefield fell into complete silence.

The tip of the spear penetrated Chang Hantang's chest, knocking him over and falling straight backwards.

The old man just faced the sky, leaned against the earth, with a spear stuck in his chest, and died tragically in battle.

Mu Yun Longyou, who was riding his horse around, looked at the motionless body on the ground and murmured softly:

"The Chang family is well-deserved~"

"Someone's coming!"

"exist!"

Mu Yun Longyou's eyes became cold and stern, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Send a team of troops to hunt down the deserters and kill them at all costs!

Cut the grass and root it out!”

"promise!"

Mu Yun Longyou, who was about to ride away, seemed to hear something. He looked at the old man's body and said lightly:

"Give him a dignified burial. After all, he died by my hands."

"promise!"

…

Dalong calendar, winter of the second year of Taichu

The Battle of Ningzhou ended.

The more than 100,000 elite border troops were wiped out, and corpses were everywhere outside Ningzhou City.

The old head of the Chang family, Duke Anguo of Zhou Dynasty, and Chang Hantang, the leader of the Qi party, died in battle. From today on, the Chang family power that once had great power in the court has completely disappeared~

Except for Chang Yao and Chang Huaiyi who fled the battlefield,

In the army, from Chang Jingzhe down, there were one hundred and forty-eight military generals, school captains, and captains surnamed Chang, and none of them surrendered.

Kill them all in battle!

Many years later, I wonder if anyone will sing this song again:

The son of the Chang family, on the back of a dead horse, next to a dead horse!

Hold the tassel and straighten your spine!

Blood stained clothes!

Hold the tassel and straighten your spine!

Blood stained clothes!
Chapter completed!