My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

But the relationship between the Forbidden Army and the aristocratic family is closely connected. Even if he is not the legitimate son of the main branch or the eldest son of a concubine, he is still the legitimate son of a branch lineage.

They are not alone after all.

"What this... young general said is not unreasonable. When a man has made great achievements, foreign enemies come to invade him. Even if his life is lost on the battlefield, it can be regarded as a well-deserved death." Qinmu felt a little worried and raised his hand to wipe his face. "Fortunately, it's just a life after we return to Weidu. But if we rebel, it will be a serious crime that affects the three clans. Although we are from aristocratic families, we have to ask ourselves that it is just a dead life. In Weidu, Living in waste for twenty or thirty years has not brought any achievements to the family's glory, so naturally it should not bring disaster to the family."

"It's too early for Lieutenant Qin to say this. The aristocratic family is so entangled in Weidu that it would not be easy for Wei to uproot it. But if you really have this intention, you may think that you can save your life by sacrificing your own life." Aristocratic family, you are too childlike." Chen Luo put his hands on his knees, tapping his fingertips slightly, "You take yourself too seriously. If you are really important people who can influence the aristocratic family, you also It won’t appear in border towns, and it won’t appear in Bingzhou, so why not do it for yourself, your family, your parents, your wife and your children.”

Chen Luo is a strategist and an adviser to the Wei family. In recent years, he has been following Wei Jingji and Wei Chi to make plans. His words are much less polite than Wei's, and he also analyzes everything more straightforwardly. , hit the nail on the head.

Wei Cheng turned the armband on his arm and pulled the lace at his wrist to loosen it: "Instead of falling into the corpse pit and waiting to be buried, it is better to step on and climb and use your strength to survive. However, I am really not in a hurry right now. After all, if it weren’t for the fact that Beirong and Beishu could be beaten back into the rat hole tomorrow, the lieutenants would still have time to think carefully.”

Wei Cheng untied a pair of armbands and threw them beside the table. He stood up and walked to the sand table. He picked up a red flag and set it one kilometer outside Bingzhou City. In fact, the timing of the Wei Jiajun's arrival was somewhat clever, and Wei Rang could have been saved at that point.

"The Beishu camp is stationed here," Wei Cheng said with his index finger and ring finger together, dotted above the red flag, "but the person leading the army today is not a sluggish man."

"This man is a bit of a genius. In fact, upon closer inspection, when the army retreated that day, no one in the Wei army saw him." Chen Luo hooked up his feather fan with his backhand, shook it twice before stepping forward, "Will you not?" It’s really novel to lead troops and sit in the rear.”

Just as everyone was staring intently at the sand table, a soft white but calloused hand stretched out, adjusted the distance of the guard mark, and then took another red flag mark and landed it behind the tent.

Just when everyone was looking over, Wei Bancai said in a calm tone: "I have better eyesight and saw that there is an altar behind the Beishu Cavalry Camp."

"Altar?!" Chen Luo whispered, hesitating for a moment, "The Northern Shu cavalry set up an altar less than ten days after they were stationed outside Bingzhou City."

"It's better to say that they are here for the march."

Bai Twelve was a little puzzled. He looked down at Shisun and asked humbly: "Marching and fighting are not based on strength and strategy. What is he doing setting up an altar? Is he waiting for some god to come to help?"

Wei-like hands were placed on the edge of the sand table, thinking while organizing a verbal answer: "Marching requires the right time, the right place, and the right people. There is a saying in the ancient saying, 'Everything depends on people, and everything depends on heaven.' , this is God’s will.”

Bai Twelve nodded: "It's obvious that the divination was wrong this time."

"It doesn't count," Chen Luo continued, leaning on the edge of the sand table with his palms and turning his head sideways, "It depends on what he is predicting. If it is Wei Rang, it will be exactly the same."

Speaking of which, this matter was sent by them at the right time.

"He calculated the people's hearts accurately," Wei Ban crossed his arms and looked at the eight border counties on the sand table and Yanmen Pass, which was blocking the land. "He and Beirong successively robbed Yanmen Pass, Xihe, Taiyuan, and Yunzhong, and they were accurate. When the reinforcements arrived, they used this opportunity to anger Beirong's generals and attack in separate ways. If Beirong was defeated by the reserve reinforcements, he could successfully capture Bingzhou. If he was running into the army, he would defeat the four generals who turned back. The county pocketed it.”

"This attack on the city is better said to be a test." After testing out that there were reinforcements in Bingzhou, he immediately retreated and captured Wei Rang. This decisiveness is really admirable.

Even Chen Luo, who was famous for his wisdom and meticulousness, couldn't help but be speechless: "This man is really a character."

"There are also people from Xihe County in Bingzhou City. Beirong is stationed between Dingxiang and Bingzhou. People must not be able to retreat south." Wei Cheng pursed his lips in thought, held the flag pole with his index finger and thumb, and walked around the mountain road. "Only Shangjun can leave. If you can evacuate Bingzhou and go to Shangjun, it's better to stay."

"That's true. It's too far. There's no guarantee that there won't be any mistakes on the way." Wei Ban picked up another flag and landed it outside Yanmen Pass. He took a look at it, "Just like what Lieutenant General Qin said, you have to wait."

"We don't know yet what Luotian Qiejiang wants."

After a pause, he suddenly thought of it, and then he clasped his fists at the four people from the opposite side: "Junior Wei Jiawei is like a guard. From now on, you must fight against the enemy together. In the end, you must not cooperate without knowing your identity."

He raised his hand to Wei Cheng next to him, "This is my brother-in-law, the general of the Wei family army, Wei Cheng."

Chen Luo held a feather fan, put one hand behind his waist, leaned forward slightly, and showed a scribe's attitude: "I am the strategist of the Wei family army, Chen Luo."

Bai Twelve cupped his fists and performed a military salute, and what he said was much more concise: "Vice General of the Wei Army, Bai Twelve."

On the other hand, the people across from him opened their eyes in shock and surprise, opened their mouths, and then closed them in silence.

Wei Jia Wei is like...

Isn't she Wu Anjun's little niece? She has a cousin name of Changying. How...what? !

Qin Mu, Wang Ju and others looked at the upright young master in front of them in astonishment, and suddenly felt that their memory was confused. Could it be that they had remembered wrongly, and that the child of the Wei family was originally a young grandson?

etc? ! Wei Cheng? ! ! !

The young master of the Wei family is called Wei Jue, isn't he? Everyone obviously came to their senses from Wei's horror and turned their attention to Wei Cheng. This young man who was obviously not yet a crown prince could not be the third eldest son of the Wei family.

Qinmu's voice was a little muddy, and he couldn't help coughing lightly, and he bowed to his subordinates first: "I am the deputy general of the Forbidden Army, Qinmu,"

After a pause, he pursed his lips and said, "May I ask Mr. Wei, how much do you do at home?"

Wei Cheng raised his eyes, his eagle-like eyes made Qin Mu pause for a moment, like! so similar! As if he saw Wei Jingji when he was young, his heart trembled and his fingers couldn't help but clenched.

Wei Cheng clasped his fists, but performed the courtesy of a junior: "Five things to do at home."

King Huaiwu's move simply caught Weidu off guard.

Good guy!

It really makes people call him a good guy!