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Chapter 244 The Debate Between Loyalty and Traitor

Chapter 244: Defence of Loyalty and Treacherous

Ma Cheng suddenly realized and finally understood why this British Duke wanted to clear the emperor's side. It was because the shadow of the Tumu Fort Incident was too great, which made the Ming Dynasty's nobles breathless. The Duke was worried that the young emperor was obsessed with military affairs, so he went out to take the imperial guards again.

The personal expedition was over, and the Ming Dynasty could not withstand another Tumu Fort.

Ma Cheng was a little confused, but Liu Zihua said coldly: "Why did the Duke of the Kingdom insult my husband? My husband is a genius and invincible. Even Jiannu thief chiefs have been killed three or five times. What kind of dog is Wang Zhen?

How can I compare with my husband? The prince should be a reasonable person."

Zhang Weixian was choked for a moment and had nothing to say, and his beard was so angry that he raised his beard.

The next one was about 30 nobles, Bai Jing and Wuwei scolded, "You woman is so unreasonable. This is the White Tiger Hall in Beijing. How can you, a woman, be so arrogant and be bombarded!"

Ma Cheng's face darkened, but Liu Zihua broke out and cursed fiercely: "Where are you, you bastard? My husband is in the west to fight for the emperor's Ming Dynasty. Where can you eat, drink and enjoy happiness? The Holy Emperor is here,

The heroic spirit of the Liao Town soldiers are here. You are the incompetent nobles who are waiting to die, and you have the face to sit in this White Tiger Festival Hall. Do you have a sense of shame? If you have a trace of shame, you will go home and wipe your swords and guns immediately

Go to Liaodong to fight with Jiannu, do you dare to go!"

Ma Cheng was ashamed. The beauty was forced to make her angry and her firepower was fully opened. Her combat power was no worse than Yang Lian. The spout was indeed a woman's patent. The marquis who was in her thirties rolled her eyes when scolded, but she had nothing to say.

But it is said that his fair face soon turned red but he didn't dare to answer. If he answered the conversation and was sent to the palace, the young emperor would be very likely to be angry. If he really asked him to go to Liaodong to die, it would be great.

It's worth it.

The marquis was angry and said angrily: "What a sharp-tongued little girl!"

Liu Zihua ignored him and just raised his plump breasts, making Ma Cheng's love burn in his heart.

At the stalemate, seeing that the British Duke was unable to get out of the Taiwan Strait, Ma Cheng apologized: "Duke forgive me, the inner man is a little anxious and has collided with the Duke."

Ding Wenchao was very fierce and said sternly: "Do you have a good appetite for the Hongmen Banquet? I have to go in and out of Liaodong for seven times, and the killing of people will be dead long ago."

Ma Cheng had no choice but to scold, "Wen Chao, stop talking!"

The atmosphere was awkward. After a long time, Zhang Weixian said dejectedly: "Forget it, I'm confused."

Ma Cheng smiled and knew that this would be the result. Zhang Weixian was always a reasonable person. If he didn't really kill the generals of the border town, he would dare to kill the generals of the town without killing them, he would be Governor Yuan, a scholar, a scholar, and a natural person in his eyes.

There is no national law and military rules, so a dignified British Duke would not be like this.

The atmosphere was eased, and Ma Cheng smiled and said, "Don't the Duke of the State want to invite a drink?"

Zhang Weixian was so angry that his beard was trembling: "I don't have your meal here."

Ma Cheng said dissatisfied, "It's unreasonable to say that he was treating wine and not preparing food."

The next few nobles were really embarrassed, so they ordered people to prepare meals and entertain this young master, and the graceful and eloquent lady like her.

Half an hour later, the official hall.

Zhang Weixian, who was sitting in the upper head, couldn't eat, and he was breathing heavily. Ma Cheng was amused and winked. Liu Zihua got up and asked to apologize. It was inappropriate to hit the Duke. That is, Zhang Weixian was worried about the Iron Cavalry.

It was so sharp that if there were no two camps of iron cavalry outside, the sword might have been cut down. The Duke gradually calmed down, and there was a storm outside, and the two camps of iron cavalry could not hold back.

I'm going to live in a camp.

Everyone was shocked, and Ma Cheng winked again. Ding Wen strode out the door and threw out three gunpowder-firing arrows.

The heavy rider outside the camp received the signal and slowly stopped the war horses and returned on the same road, still wandering around the periphery to guard the news. The official hall was as quiet as death, and the horse city was relaxed, and strength was the hard truth. The fourth camp

If the Iron Cavalry tramples on the camp, the Shenshu Camp that has not yet been assembled will have no power to fight back. No matter how elite you are, you will never see a bloody shrimp. If you are rushing to the heavy cavalry, you will collapse.

Zhang Weixian seemed to have grown a lot older and said dejectedly: "The change in the earth and wood was yesterday."

Ma Cheng felt soft and comforted him: "The Duke of the Kingdom, a new army, is different from the time of Emperor Yingzong."

Zhang Weixian just said dejectedly: "Wang Zhen said so, and Emperor Yingzong believed that if the emperor was addicted to military affairs at a young age, everything would be over."

Ma Cheng was so amused and a little afraid of the stubborn old man, so he said excitedly: "Dare you ask the Duke of the Kingdom, why did the Tumu Fort's Incident be defeated in the wrong way?"

Zhang Weixian said bitterly: "When Wang Zhen was defeated, he didn't know the army, and he set up a camp in a waterless land. Hundreds of thousands of troops were surrounded and cut off water for many days. How can he not be defeated?"

Ma Cheng said seriously: "There is water everywhere on the ground, how can there be a shortage of water?"

The Bai Jing nobleman laughed and said, "This is strange. Could it be that General Ma trained the heavenly soldiers and generals, and could they still turn water out of thin air?"

Ma Cheng sneered: "You might as well give it a try."

He grabbed Liu Zihuaxin and walked out of the camp, called a personal soldier casually and ordered him to find water. The personal soldier bowed and rolled up the hem of the military uniform, grabbed a handful of soil and twisted it a few times, and sniffed for a while. Zhang Weixian,

The nobles who are in charge of the Shenshu Camp shook their heads directly, and they were particularly disgusted with this act of pretending to be a ghost.

Zhang Weixian said unhappily: "Ma Cheng, are you playing with me?"

Ma Cheng apologized: "The Duke is more patient and you will soon find the water."

The nobles were looking at a madman, shaking their heads and showing contempt in their eyes, pointing at the personal soldiers kneeling on the ground and licking the soil. Even Liu Zihua was puzzled and looked at her lover strangely, thinking that was the same

It was confused. The terrain inside and outside the camp was flat, and the nearest river was still five miles away. How could water be generated on the flat ground? Unless it was dug wells, it was very difficult to dig wells in this era. Even if you dig a few wells, you would not be able to satisfy a few.

The needs of a hundred thousand troops. Macheng just smiled and found water was a compulsory course for the elite field cavalry of Kaiyuan. Since there is a river five miles away, it is not difficult to find the water source here.

The personal soldier was rubbing the soil while walking away, but instead became farther and farther away from the river.

Zhang Weixian followed behind patiently. When he was about to follow out of the camp, the personal soldier suddenly shouted: "Young master, I found it. This is the old river."

Ma Cheng smiled and said in a deep voice: "Dig!"

Ding Wenqiu smiled and took a few personal soldiers, pulled out his sword and stabbed him on the ground. He dug the soil with his hands. He couldn't dig a few times and water leaked from the ground, which made Zhang Weixian and his nobles dumbfounded, and watched the tip of the knife stab again.

After a few strokes, a fountain suddenly emerged, and shot straight into the air and sprayed several meters high. First, it was covered with dirty water, and it quickly turned into cold clear water. The spring water surged more and more and soon soaked the ground.

. Zhang Weixian wiped his dizzy old eyes hard, and the nobles on the left and right Shenshu Camp were already in an uproar, shocked, frightened, confused, and looked at the extremely proud Ding Wenchao.

The clear spring gradually became stable and continued to rush like this, enough for thousands of people to drink.

Amid the uproar, even Liu Zihua opened his bright big eyes and looked at Ding Wenchao and a few personal soldiers, as if he had seen a few strangers. Macheng was funny. Where there was an old river channel, there was water source. It was also
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