After eating and drinking, Fang Zheng and others finally patted their belly with satisfaction. After Momagan's teeth were sent to him, he walked out of the tent and said goodbye.

"Why did this old Turkic man look that way? He is not hospitable at all. He just eats a meal, like cutting his flesh. Is it so painful?" Fang Zheng picked his teeth and looked back with dissatisfaction at Mojilian's heartache expression.

The generals agreed, "That's right, it's said that the grassland people are the most generous, why can't we tell at all? This old man is so stingy, he is simply a scum among the Turks."

These generals, including Fang Zheng, are all people who "pick up a bowl of begging for meat, put down their chopsticks to curse their mothers", and their conscience was eaten by dogs.

Feng Qiudao smiled bitterly and said, "Marson, you have to see how much grain we ate today." Your two thousand personal troops, each of them, five pounds of mutton and one pound of wine, add up to ten thousand pounds of mutton and two thousand pounds of wine. There is not much grain stored in the Moji camp, so how can we withstand this trouble?"

Fang Zheng suddenly realized: "No wonder the old guy looked like I threw his child into the well. It turned out that he had no food." Oh, I'm a sin. I've eaten a lot of him today. Why do I feel embarrassed about this?"

Everyone stared at him, and they couldn't help but complain in their hearts, aren't you crying rats? After eating so much food from him, I changed you to a false and shocking embarrassment?

Fang Zheng touched his chin and pondered: "Tomorrow I will bring another 10,000 people to eat, each of whom is five pounds of mutton and one pound of wine."

Everyone was amazed.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Think about it, if he consumed all his food, they would be unable to sustain their food, so they could only ask us for it. At that time, hehe, don't worry that he is not honest and obedient.

Feng Qiudao said: "Marson, you just said you were going to annihilate Chai Mengshan's troops. Is this true or false?"

Fang Zheng said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you even believe me? Am I like such a dishonest person? Of course it is true, it is full of real gold, like a fake one.

Feng Qiu said with a gaze: "But," you have said that all dangerous things have made Moji stand in front. Should we follow behind and get a bargain?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "The old man Mojilian is as smart as a monkey. If he wants to preserve his strength, he will never let us mercy. So, if he wants to make efforts, he must first do his best and show him sincerity, so that he can slowly trust us."

"What then?" Feng Qiudao asked in confusion.

"Do you know what it means to boil a frog in warm water?"

The generals shook their heads together.

"Put a frog in cold water, it will swim very smoothly. If you light a fire below, the water will slowly become hot, but the frog will not notice it. It will only feel that the warm water is very comfortable, so it still swims very smoothly because it is used to this temperature. When the water is a little hot, the frog already feels something is wrong, but at this time it can't jump out even if it wants to. In the end, it can only be cooked to death in the water.

The generals seemed to have some enlightenment.

Feng Qiudao pondered for a moment and said, "Is Mojilian the frog?"

Fang Zheng nodded and smiled, "The old guy was wearing a green robe and a cuckold, dressed like Guan Gong. He didn't look like a frog?"

"Marson, what do you mean?"

"It's very simple. The two armies formed an alliance. At the beginning, some small battles that are not very dangerous or have nothing to do with the overall situation, we might as well rush to make Mojilian believe. We are sincerely coming to eliminate Mojilian, so that he can trust us, just like a frog swimming in warm water, traveling comfortably." When the Allies fought with Mojilian, hehe, Mojilian suddenly found that the water was boiling and could not jump out even if he wanted to jump.

"I want to set up a plan, a situation that determines the life and death of the Hua Dynasty and the Turks. This situation is not complicated. But those who are trapped in the situation will definitely not see it. This is a psychological inertia. Just imagine. If we strive for the first place and all the big and small battles are scrambled to do, will Mojilian trust us? This kind of trust is not easy to establish. We need to accumulate slowly. When we accumulate enough, he will feel that we are sincerely treating him as an allies. At that time, it may be the time to fight Mochuo, and then, hehe,

An Zheng didn't continue to say it, but the generals understood it. In the decisive battle with Mochu, the marshal had set up a plan to harm Mojilian. This plan might be enough to make Mojilian lose all his money and lose all his strength,

"We cannot become friends with the Turks. This is determined by the nature of the two nations. Since we cannot become friends, I cannot allow them to grow stronger. This is not a good thing for our China Dynasty. I will do my best to do this battle in this battle. I will completely add the Turks to our China Dynasty's territory and ensure that within hundreds of years, there will be no strong enemy to spy on our China Dynasty's great country!"

Looking around the generals, Fang Zheng looked at them with a serious expression that he had never seen before, and said in a deep voice: "The achievements are in the present and the benefits are for thousands of years. Dear generals, whether our descendants can avoid suffering from military disasters for hundreds of years depends on your hard work, please!"

When the generals heard this, they all looked excited. They solemnly clasped their fists to Fang Zheng and said in unison: "Leave the order of the marshal, I am willing to fight to the death to compete for the full success!"

If the Marshal said, this battle could entrust the Turks into the territory of the Chinese Dynasty, it would definitely be a great achievement to benefit the descendants for generations. For the descendants, they will never be robbed and killed by the Turks again. Even if they fight for their own lives, it would be worth it!

"Ahem, you guys are all low-key. We haven't come out of the Turkic camp yet. I'll find a place where no one is later. I'll allow you to worship me.

Everyone talked all the way and soon walked to the gate of the Turkic camp.

"You are from the Huachao, why are you in my Turkic camp?" A tender voice came from behind everyone.

Everyone turned around in shock and found a child behind them staring at them with a serious face. Although they were young, they still tried to show off their majestic appearance, which was funny.

"Oh, whose child is this? Why did he come here?" Fang Zheng bent down and touched the child's head with a smile.

The child is about teenagers, pink and tender. He looks very cute and doesn't seem to like being touched by someone's head. He swayed his head, then tried hard to raise his face, and said childishly: "I'm not a child!"

Fang Zheng and the generals were happy, and Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Okay, you are not a child, tell me, what's your name?"

"My name is Moju, who are you?"

Fang Zheng scratched his head and said, "Why are all Turkic people surnamed Mo? They are so uneducated. They don't want to use their brains when they choose a name. How can they be as majestic as my uncle Fang and the second master of Fang?"

Moju was so angry that his face turned red when he heard this. He clenched his fists tightly and said with a bulge: "My surname is not Mo! My surname is Ashina, my name is Moju! You, a talented person in Huachao, are not educated!"

"Ashina Moju? Oh, this name is really hard to say." Xiao Moju, how old are you this year? He looks so beautiful, hey, are you a man or a woman?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile.

Moju felt as if he was insulted by a huge amount of insult when he heard this. He raised his small chest and said angrily: "I am a man! The national master told me that I am an eagle on the grassland, soaring in the nine heavens, and I must not be like a woman, and I can only be a small family sparrow for the rest of my life."

Fang Zheng seemed to be teasing and laughed at him: "You are a man? I don't think it looks like a woman. How can you be a man? You have to prove that you are a man."

Mo Ju's face turned red with anxiety and said excitedly: "What do you think you want me to prove it? I can shoot a deer fifty steps away with a bow and arrow. Do you want me to shoot one for you?"

Fang Zheng waved his hand and smiled, "No, no, killing is not good. We must be compassionate. In fact, it is very simple to prove that we are a man. Do you know? There is a big difference between men and women.

"What's the difference?" Moju said curiously, tilting his head.

"Men peeing while standing, women scatter while squatting, and men have little cocks, women don't. Alas, Xiao Moju, do you have little cocks?" Fang Zheng's smile was as evil as a wolf.

Mother.

Moju raised his small eyebrows and said proudly: "Of course I have a little cock! If you don't believe me, I'll show you!"

As he said that, he lifted his robe, and then they took off their trousers inside, revealing their smooth lower bodies.

Fang Zheng and the generals held back their laughter and looked carefully before looking at it. They saw that at the very secret place, there was indeed a small thing hanging there like a small flesh worm, which was particularly gimmick.

When the generals saw it, they burst into laughter.

Fang Zheng smiled and shouted in surprise: "Wow! What a delicate little cock! I really love you!"

Seeing that Fang Zheng finally admitted that he had a little cock, Mo Ju couldn't help but show a look of pride. Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng made an action that no one expected.

He held his middle finger with his thumb, then reached out and flicked Mo Ju's pocket cock.

"Bang!"

The sound of flesh hitting is very crisp.

"It's really flexible" Fang Zheng praised it with both compassion and love.

Everyone was silent, wiped their sweat.

Under the astonished and sympathetic eyes of everyone, Xiao Moju covered her lower body, her expression was shocked and angry, and then her mouth slowly sagged, and finally she burst into tears.

Fang Zheng woke up like a dream and hurriedly said, "Hey, why are you crying? I didn't use much energy." Are you not the eagle on the grassland? You are such a bad eagle, right?"

Mo Ju still cried loudly, and the crying had attracted many Turkic soldiers to look around from afar.

Fang Zheng wiped his sweat, stood up straight, and said seriously to the Huachao generals beside him: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's retreat quickly

The generals nodded one after another, so Marshal Fang led a group of senior generals and the two thousand personal troops who had eaten and drunk behind him, and hurriedly evacuated the Turkic camp as if he was escaping his life, leaving only the naked lower body inside the gate, Xiao Moju was crying loudly, the scene was extremely "beautiful?"

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, I will teach myself, I will teach myself! Someone bullies me." Xiao Moju wiped tears, walked into the tent with his legs clamped, and said loudly.

Moji was stunned for a moment, walked forward a few steps, squatted in front of Moju, and said warmly: "My great Khan, who dares to bully the eagle on our grassland and the most noble pride of heaven?"

Moju shed tears in grievance, and took off his pants without saying a word. Moji leaned closer and saw that he was stunned, and then became shocked and angry: "It's swollen! Who? Who is so bold? Who did it? Where are your servants? Didn't they protect you well?

Moju cried: It was done by a group of Huachao people, whimper

Speaking of the sad place, Moju couldn't help crying loudly.

Mo Jilian was furious: "Fang Zheng! You" you are so bullying!"

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Unexpectedly, Mo Jilian cursed at him in the tent. After Fang Zheng returned to the camp of the Northern Expedition Army of China, he immediately summoned the generals to start the discussion.

"Dear generals" Fang Zheng slowly glanced at the generals who were sitting neatly in the generals in the tent and said seriously: "I invite you all to come today to tell you that the general decided to wipe out the troops of the rebellious Chai Mengshan of the Chinese Dynasty before Mochu started to attack. He completely cut off one of Mochu's arms!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals were very excited, and they sat down excitedly, rubbing their hands, eager to try.

Fang Zheng ordered Xiaolu, who was temporarily appointed to his relatives, to expand the map. He pointed to a place called Kaiping about 200 miles northwest of Tashan and said in a deep voice: "The troops of Chai Mengshan must be destroyed. Only by annihilated his more than 20,000 people will we be more confident in dealing with Mochu's main force. Please discuss how to destroy it.

Feng Qiudao approached the map and looked carefully, pondered for a while, and said, "Chai Mengshan is only more than a hundred miles away from Mochu's main camp, and can echo and support each other within two hours. If we want to knock him out, it is definitely not possible to have a clear sword and a spear. It is easy to attract the counterattack of Mochu's main force, so the only thing that can be feasible is a secret attack."

All the generals nodded in agreement.

Fang Zheng pondered: "My Huachao's Northern Expedition is a huge momentum when he set out, and Mochu will know that it will soon start an attack. Anyone who has been talking about the previous tactics of our Huachao will be passively defended, so I guess Mochuo was defeated and wounded would not have expected that we would take the initiative. At this point, we have taken the lead, and the secret attack will definitely work miraculously."

"Chai Mengshan now has the help of the King of Thailand. They work hard and the other make plans. The tactics are quite mysterious and unpredictable, so he is our number one major concern."

"This place is more than 200 miles away from Ping, and it can be reached within four hours. It is already afternoon and you can set off at this time. You can just rush to carry out a secret attack on Chai Mengshan at night."

Feng Qiudao added: "According to the spies' reward, the more than 20,000 people in Chai Mengshan's troops were all cavalry, and their combat power and speed should not be underestimated. We can only sneak the camp while the enemy entered the camp and sleeped at night. Our chances of victory were relatively high. Their barracks were arranged in the shape of a font. The east-west and west-west longitudinal directions, for several miles, Chai Mengshan's tent was placed in the middle of the camp, and his flag was standing on the tent. It was easy to identify, and the King of Thailand and Chai Mengshan colluded with each other. The camp where they lived must be removed."

Fang Zheng's face was calm, and he slowly glanced at the excited generals in the tent. He suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "I decided to allocate 50,000 cavalry. Go around the southwest for a hundred miles, avoid the spies from Chai Mengshan, and then turn north to carry out a surprise attack on Chai Mengshan. This battle must be done with one blow, and be sure to wipe out Chai Mengshan's troops, capture or kill Chai Mengshan and the King of Thailand alive. Can anyone be willing to ask for the battle to lead the troops?"

When the generals heard this, they were so excited that they could not do so. The first battle of the Northern Expedition was also a battle to eliminate the number one major concern. What a great contribution it would be if this battle was successful.

"Please fight at the end!"

With a swish, nearly ten generals stood in the tent and clasped their fists at the same time. Even generals like Feng Qiudao and Han Dashi couldn't help but stand up and ask for a fight.

Fang Zheng nodded, feeling a little relieved. He was most worried that he would shout but no one would pay attention to it. Everyone refused to fight. In the end, he forced himself to lead the army. Then this army would be too sad.

Seeing the generals who were in awe of civil war in the generals, Fang Zheng was sincerely happy, and not to mention the joy of not having to let him go on the battlefield in person. With so many passionate generals who are willing to fight for the country, this country is still saved.

The generals kept holding the taro and calling for their lives without moving, staring at Fang Zheng with fiery eyes, waiting for the coach's choice.
To be continued...