Wang Jiuxuan stood on the city wall for a long time.

He was no stranger to the Western Army, Hucheng, and the Guping camp beneath him.

As the eldest grandson of Wei Guogong Wang Pingzhang, he originally had an easier and more convenient way to be promoted. Even if he stayed in Jingying, he would eventually rise faster than others. But starting from the tenth year of Renxuan, he started from Jingying.

He was transferred to the Western Army and eventually promoted to the commander-in-chief of Jingyu Camp in Hucheng. Xiao Jin, the Marquis of Xiangcheng, valued him very much.

This regard may be due to Wang Pingzhang's face, but it is more due to Wang Jiuxuan's own abilities and his fearless courage of life and death. In those years of fighting with the Xiwu scouts, he made many contributions, not only with his own

He killed Wang Liyang's younger brother and fought several times with this extremely talented martial arts master among the younger generation of Xiwu.

The Western Territory is like a second home to him, but he never thought that one day it would become like this.

The fighting in the distance gradually subsided, and the Tibetan Front Guard soldiers who fought bloody battles to cover the retreat of the main force were all killed and injured. Thick, felt-like black clouds floated in the sky, and the cold wind from the north soaked the air with an icy chill. The city wall

The soldiers in charge of the guards wrapped themselves tightly in their shirts, and their young faces showed fatigue and sleepiness that is usually hard to see at their age.

On the battlefield to the west, the Wu army was calling for gold to retreat.

In this battle, the Tibetan front guards caused great damage to them and turned the army's main formation into a mess. Even if Zhang Qingbai's military management was strict, it would take at least two days to reorganize the army and attack the Guping camp again. I want to get there.

By that time, reinforcements from the north and south have arrived, and Lingzhou will turn the corner.

Wang Jiuxuan walked down the city wall in silence, closely followed by the soldiers trained by Wang Pingzhang himself.

His trip came with two purposes, one overt and one overt. The explicit purpose appointed him as a temporary observer of the military affairs. In fact, he was the eyes and ears sent by Emperor Kaiping to the border. Previously, he was a general of the imperial court guard and a nobleman of Wu Xun.

My dear, this is the right thing to do. Lu Min was very polite to him, but that was all. He didn't seem to think much of him, and even ignored him intentionally or unintentionally.

Wang Jiuxuan didn't care about this. He was like a silent gun, recording silently without saying a word.

Returning to the residence arranged for him by Lu Min, Wang Jiuxuan sat at the table, looking out the window at the misty night with a very solemn expression.

"Master, it's getting colder today, so you'd better close the window." A middle-aged man in his forties walked into the house, came to the window and closed it.

Wang Jiuxuan looked at his silhouette and suddenly said: "I will go find Lu Min tomorrow."

The middle-aged man's name is Wang Daxi. He was once the personal servant of Wang Jiuxuan's father, and later served Wang Pingzhang for several years, and finally took care of the young master wholeheartedly.

He was slightly startled when he heard this, then walked to Wang Jiuxuan and asked in a low voice: "Master, is this too risky?"

Wang Jiu

On behalf of Emperor Kaiping, he kept an eye on all the generals in the war in the Western Region.

After a moment of silence, he said: "We can't delay it any longer. The Jinshui Army and the Longbow Army will arrive in the next few days. If Lu Min is allowed to waste these soldiers on the battlefield, the situation in the entire Western Territory will be completely corrupted. This place is far away from Kyoto.

Two thousand miles, even eight hundred miles without stopping day and night, when His Majesty's decree comes, the war will be irreversible."

Wang Daxi sighed softly: "Young Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to capture Lu Min with just a secret edict."

What he said actually gave his young master a lot of face. If he said it out loud, it would definitely make outsiders laugh.

Lu Min is a first-class prince and a military commander of the Western Government. He is the commander-in-chief of the Western Army personally appointed by Emperor Kaiping. Before the emperor deprives him of these positions and titles, the entire Western Territory will definitely respect him. I don’t see you, I am the commander-in-chief of the North Camp.

, Qi Yun Hou Yin Wei was imprisoned by Lu Min with just one word, and there was still no disturbance in the army. Even if more than half of the generals in this military city came from Beidaying, who would dare to rebel?

Unless Wang Pingzhang comes in person, Lu Min has absolute power in the Guping camp.

Wang Jiuxuan knew this truth very well. He did not sigh, but said calmly: "Someone has to do some things."

Wang Daxi wanted to persuade him again, but Wang Jiuxuan waved his hand and said: "With my grandfather's face, Lu Min won't chop off my head in public. As long as I can make a fuss, I believe that both Jining Hou and Dingjun Uncle will understand my intention."

, they don’t want to just follow Lu Min’s lead.”

When Wang Daxi heard this, he could only lower his head and said: "Young master, you must pay attention to safety."

Wang Jiuxuan nodded and said: "Don't worry too much, I have my own sense of proportion."

A night without words.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Jiuxuan finished washing and eating breakfast, then led more than ten soldiers directly to Daying Festival Hall.

He looked calmly at the guards standing outside, and said loudly: "Wang Jiuxuan, the general of the imperial guard of the Daliang Forbidden Army, would like to see Cheng Anhou, Lord Youjun Jilu."

The guards did not dare to neglect and hurriedly went inside to report. After a while, Wang Jiuxuan strode into the festival hall with his own soldiers.

Lu Min was sitting on the main seat. The first person on the left was Wuwei Hou Ningzhong, and there were seven or eight men beside him, all of whom were senior generals at the command level.

The Cheng'an Marquis seemed to have a bad look on his face. He asked in a slightly low tone: "General Zhonglang wants to see me in such a hurry. What advice can you give me?"

Wang Jiu

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became stagnant.

There were a few people on the right who looked excited, but did not dare to speak at this time. They were all commanders of the Beida Camp and respected Qiyun Marquis Yinwei very much. Unfortunately, they were soft-spoken and did not have the qualifications to speak.

Lu Min raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "This matter involves military secrets. I will personally explain it to His Majesty afterwards, so I won't bother General Zhonglang."

Wang Jiuxuan said seriously: "Master Lu, Your Majesty has ordered me to temporarily observe the military affairs. Although I cannot interfere with the detailed affairs of the army, I am afraid I must ask about such a serious matter."

Lu Min smiled softly and said, "I've already told you. As for the whole story, I really can't tell you."

Wang Jiu

Why can I sit here and talk so loudly when I have lost so many battles?"
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