"It's okay, it's okay, everything in the dream is fake." Le Zhengming gently stroked Little Curly's back and repeated his comfort over and over again.

"Everything in the dream is true," Zhuang Li raised his head and said with an extremely hoarse voice, "Zhuang Ran strangled my mother to death."

He had no doubt that the dream just now was the original owner's obsession left in this body, and only such deep-seated hatred could last forever.

Le Zhengming hugged Little Curly Hair harder and harder, wanting to comfort him, but was speechless for a moment. Zhuang Ran only said that the eldest princess died of illness, but anyone with a brain knew that he would definitely trade the eldest princess's life for a new baby.

The emperor's trust. How could it be possible that he died of illness at such a coincidence?

"Stop thinking about it, live a good life to live up to your mother's expectations." Le Zhengming said dryly.

"If Zhuang Ran doesn't die, how can I live?" Zhuang Li raised his head and looked at Le Zhengming, but there was no trace of tears on his face, instead he had a strange smile.

"Zhuang Ran, Zhuang Xu, the Ninth Prince, and the New Emperor, they must die!" Zhuang Li half sat up and said in a cold tone: "Look, what kind of beasts are the people you are loyal to. They can't even kill their own wives and children.

He even exploited and oppressed the people like cattle and horses; for the sake of a little lust for power, he wantonly killed the loyal and loyal, causing the country to be broken and the country to be in turmoil. Is it worth fighting to the death for them?"

"I'm not fighting to the death for them, I'm fighting for the people." Le Zhengming also half sat up and added silently in his heart: It's also for you. If I don't fight, who will protect you?

"Those are the people of the new emperor, not yours." Zhuang Li sneered.

"I can make them my people." Facing this person, Le Zhengming revealed his ambition for the first time.

Yes, he has long been disappointed with this decadent dynasty, and has long wanted to change the world and bring peace to the world. Unfortunately, his uprightness and bravery are no match for the insidiousness and nastiness of some people. In order to get rid of him, they can

Treating hundreds of thousands of people as hostages and pawns.

If he withdraws, the people will die; if he dies, the people will survive.

How to choose, Le Zhengming already had the answer in his mind.

He looked at Little Curly nervously, waiting for the other party's reaction. Half of the royal blood flowed in his body, and they were supposed to be enemies against each other.

Zhuang Li chuckled happily at this depressing moment. He had always known that his lover had a sense of mission, but also had cold determination. He would not dedicate his loyalty to a decadent dynasty, he would only be loyal to this land.

Land, because he is the god of this land.

The more he got to know this person, the more Zhuang Li fell in love with him. He took the initiative to reach out and hugged Le Zhengming's neck, and took the other person's thin lips in his mouth without any explanation.

Le Zhengming was stunned.

Zhuang Li took advantage of the situation to pry open the gap between his teeth, marched straight in, and captured the city...

Le Zheng meditated and pushed Little Curly Hair away, stretched out his hands, and hugged him tighter. At this time, the two of them were completely inseparable.

"What on earth are you doing?" Le Zhengming asked breathlessly.

"We are all going to die, aren't we? Why do you worry so much, why don't you just enjoy yourself now?" Zhuang Li smiled and bit his hot ear, his voice was low and hoarse, revealing boundless temptation.

Therefore, Le Zhengming also lost his mind at this moment, like a wild beast that was awakened and couldn't wait to bite its prey.

A thread of fire snake jumped into the air, and was about to explode into a gorgeous fireworks, but it stopped abruptly at the most beautiful moment.

Zhuang Li suddenly pushed Le Zhengming away and gasped: "Do you want to live with me?"

"Of course." Le Zhengming's eyes were bloodshot, and a few veins popped out on his forehead. He was obviously so uncomfortable that he was about to explode, but he didn't dare to move at all. He was afraid that he might injure Curly Hair either lightly or seriously.

"Very good. Since you want to live with me, you have to listen to me in everything from tomorrow on. I tell you to go east, but you can't go west. Do you hear me?" Zhuang Li tapped his lover's fingertips.

His chest was covered with sweat, and he asked with an emphasis.

"Okay, I will listen to you in everything." Le Zhengming tried his best to endure the burning in his body, and his urgent desire made it impossible for him to refuse any of Little Curly's requests.

Zhuang Li then stretched out his hand, hugged his lover into his arms again, kissed his hot and red ears, and murmured: "Be good."

---

The next day, Le Zhengming stood by the bed, looking at the messy quilt and the boy wrapped in the quilt as white and greasy as a pile of snow with a shocked face.

"I, we..." he said incoherently.

"Bring a pen and paper, I will draw you a formation diagram. You will lead the soldiers to practice first. When the Jie people attack, you must fight according to my formation. Do you understand?" Zhuang Li grabbed his lover.

A robe was casually placed on the edge of the couch and draped over his shoulders.

The black cloth contrasted with his snow-white skin and dotted marks. The scene was shockingly beautiful and dazzlingly beautiful.

Le Zhengming was stunned again, and after a while he shook his head and said: "Don't make fun of military aircraft..."

"What did you promise me yesterday?" Zhuang Li raised his chin slightly, crossed his arms, and raised the corner of his mouth into a smile that was not a smile.

Le Zhengming, who had to admit that he had eaten and drank enough, said: "..."

"I said that if we die together, I will not make fun of our lives. Do you believe me?" Zhuang Li asked aggressively.

The last sentence prompted Le Zhengming to nod without hesitation: "I believe you! I'll get a pen and paper." After saying that, he turned around and went outside.

He was not blinded by beauty, nor was he broken and completely gave up hope of living. When the young man asked him whether he believed in himself, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

This voice was extremely firm and urgent, repeating over and over again: "Believe him, believe him! Don't have the slightest doubt. Believe him..."

So he handed over the pen and paper like crazy, and at the same time tied the lives of himself and 40,000 soldiers to this man.

Witnessing all this, 7480 sneered disdainfully, "Master, you even used the honey trap. You are really getting back more and more. I want to see how you win this battle."

---

At the same time, Zhuang Ran, who was far away in Guancheng, said in a calm tone: "This time, Le Zhengming will definitely die."

The Ninth Prince held the tea cup and chuckled: "Forty thousand remnant soldiers fighting against 180,000 brave cavalry, he is really brave."

Zhuang Xu, who was sitting at the bottom, reminded him warmly: "The Jie people have always been cunning and insidious. Although they have reached an agreement with us, they may not abide by it. We can leave this city to Xu Hui to prevent the Jie people from dividing their troops and attacking."

The Ninth Prince looked at Zhuang Xu with admiration: "Mu Yun (Zhuang Xu's name) is still considerate. After lunch, we will lead the army back to Kaifeng."

The three of them reached an agreement and then quietly waited for the news of Le Zhengming's death.

As early as the first time he saw Le Zhengming, Zhuang Xu had reminded the Ninth Prince: "This person has a very good appearance. Whenever I see him, I feel guilty. I am afraid that he is not a human being. Please get rid of him as soon as possible."

At that time, Le Zhengming was just a fledgling deputy general, and Zhuang Xu was only thirteen years old and had never made a name for himself in front of others.

Three years later, one of them became the commander-in-chief of a million troops, and the other served as a dragon and soared into the sky.

Facts have proved that both of them are by no means ordinary people. It is a pity that Le Zhengming is brave and foolhardy. He repeatedly fell into Zhuang Xu's schemes and was constantly reduced in military power. In the end, he was defeated. But Zhuang Xu knew everything well and made every step of the way.

, there has never been any mistakes.

Which one of them is stronger and which one is weaker finally has the answer at this moment.

"Mr. Zhuang, you have given birth to a good son." The Ninth Prince sighed sincerely.

Zhuang Ran, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, raised his hands and said with a smile: "Your Highness, I am very complimentary. Xu'er is still young and needs experience. Please bear with me in the future." Even so, his eyes were full of pride as a father.

As for the other son, he wished he could strangle him to death with his own hands.

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After three days of training, Le Zhengming's army had become proficient in Zhuang Li's crescent formation. By chance, the Jie people attacked at this moment. The sound of war drums rumbled loudly, like rolling thunder in the sky, shaking the people.

The heavens and the earth moved, and they were crushed.

Le Zhengming quickly ordered his troops to go out, but Zhuang Li was stopped by a strong man, picked up his horse, and ran towards the mountain road.

"The general asked me to deliver the battle report to Guancheng and take you there by the way. There may be a military disaster in Guancheng. If you believe in the general's judgment, just find a place to dismount and live in a remote village. Don't think about the past again.

.From now on, you are not the son of the eldest princess, nor a young prince, you are just a commoner." The strong man explained while riding his horse.

7480 was so angry that he yelled unwillingly: "Ahhhhh, Le Zhengming, you idiot! You ruined my good deeds!"

Zhuang Li couldn't break free from the strong man's grip, so he had to persuade him: "It's not too late for us to stay and see how the battle is going before leaving. Don't you care about the general's safety?"

The strong man hesitated and ran for a while before tightening the reins and turning back.

The two stood on a high hill and looked down. On a slightly lower slope, two armies were gradually gathering together. The army with a large number of people formed a phalanx and charged forward, and the army with a small number of people rushed forward.

During the attack, the army gradually formed a crescent moon, blocking the phalanx and then surrounding it.

The red and blue shirts were mixed together, and they could be clearly seen with the naked eye. The red color was about to merge into a vast ocean and wash away the blue full moon.

The disparity in numbers is a huge gap that is difficult to bridge.

Zhuang Li glanced briefly and said: "It seems that only 80,000 of the 180,000 Jie tribe's army have come. Where did the other 100,000 go?"

"No! Could it be that they took a detour to Guancheng?" The strong man was shocked.

"Two people can't run fast on one horse. You can deliver the message alone. I'll wait for you here." Zhuang Li waved his hand.

The battle situation was urgent, and the strong man would not refuse at all. He gave a hasty warning and then rode away, running very fast.

Zhuang Li watched the strong man disappear on the rugged mountain road, then stood with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly at the battlefield below.

The red and blue colors have collided together. One side has a large number of people and is strong; the other side forms a semicircle and seems to be very weak.

7480 said with a smile: "Master, Le Zhengming will die soon. How do you feel now? Will you be sad when you see his body with severed head? Will you cry? Will you collapse? Ah, just think of it

Your desperate look makes me want to fly with joy."

As he spoke, 7480 turned his short, fat hands into a pair of bird wings and flew around the dark room. It had not been so happy for a long time.

Zhuang Li didn't pay attention to it, just curled up the corners of his lips and smiled quietly.

The Wei soldiers who were fighting on the battlefield were already prepared to be shattered into pieces, so they were naturally not afraid when they charged. They slashed at every enemy who was dangling in front of them with one knife after another. However, as far as they could see, there were

More enemies were densely packed, standing close to each other. They were roaring and roaring.
To be continued...