Yang Yingji's anger is not difficult to understand.

No matter how arrogant and domineering Pei Yue was before, he didn't take him as a fourth-grade experience officer seriously. He could put it aside temporarily because he wanted to see what the Zangfeng Guards were going to do. This was also the reason why he didn't pay attention after he was kidnapped.

The reason for the immediate attack, if it weren't for this thought in his heart, he would at least have the determination and strength to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

A senior civil servant was forced to death by Pei Yue. Even if Emperor Kaiping valued this person, could the Manchu princes let him go?

As long as the Zangfeng Guard can honestly support Tang Youzhi after crossing the river and fight against the Western Wu people under the command of Jininghou, then Yang Yingji can just settle the score with Pei Yue for being so humiliated. If he can defeat the Wu army this time

, He can even ignore these minutiae.

But Yang Yingji never expected that what he heard were such shameless remarks.

Let Tang Youzhi lead the Longbow Battalion to fight against Xie Lin's elite, while he, a Zhongshanzi, went to the surrounding areas to collect military exploits. Is there anything more shameless in the world than this?

"Pei Yue! You are simply hopeless!"

Yang Yingji rushed to the generals and glared at Pei Yue, his thin body trembling slightly.

Pei Yue raised his head and looked at the angry middle-aged man without knowing why.

"You...do you know how to write the word shame?"

Yang Yingji's eyes were extremely disappointed. Although he didn't like Pei Yue, a noble man who acted wantonly, he was still most concerned about the situation on the northern front. If the nearly 10,000 Tibetan Front Guards could obey the command, it would be a big deal for the Longgong Camp.

A good supplement, even as an auxiliary, it is very good

choice. But most dogs can't change their minds about eating shit. There is no overall situation in this person's eyes, and all he wants is to gain credit on the battlefield. At this time, he was so desperate that he couldn't say anything brilliant at all, and he kept thinking over and over again.

There are only a few words that show no shame.

Pei Yue gradually understood the whole story from his repeated scolding.

He slowly stood up, stared down at Yang Yingji slightly, and said coldly: "Yang Qingcheng, do you think that after being an experience officer for a few years, you will become knowledgeable about military matters?"

Yang Yingji suppressed his anger and said: "Although I have no experience of going into battle to kill the enemy, I know that the most important thing for a soldier is to obey military orders! If you still regard yourself as a Daliang soldier, then immediately lead troops to support Marshal Tang, instead of

You think you are making your own decisions!”

Pei Yue shook his head and said: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you don't want to be gagged, then just watch quietly from the side."

Yang Yingji suddenly sneered twice, with a desolate look on his face, and said slowly: "Your Majesty Wu Xun is really amazing."

When he said this, Pei Yue felt something in his heart. He raised his hand to stop Chen Xianda and others from driving Yang Yingji away, and said to the middle-aged man: "The reason why Mr. Wu Xun is so great is that we are responsible for protecting the body."

Home and country,

And you have to fight with your life. You don’t understand what the real battlefield is like, and I can’t explain it to you. I won’t hurt you a hair. As long as you open your eyes and watch, is the Zangfeng Guard what you want?

It’s so unbearable!”

Yang Yingji said coldly: "No, what you are better at is fighting for power and conspiracy, climbing up on the corpses of your colleagues, and you will even do whatever it takes to do this!"

Everyone was stunned.

It can be seen from his trembling body and bloodshot eyes that this middle-aged man's words are by no means aimless.

Gu Kao

Pei Yue looked at him puzzled and asked, "Who are you?"

Yang Yingji said with cold eyes: "If you are unworthy of your descendants, you have no shame in mentioning the names of your ancestors."

Pei Yue suddenly remembered a short line in the information sent by Shen Danmo, and said with shock on his face: "Are you the Queen of Ningguo?!"

Shang Yu and Chen Xianda looked blank. Fu Hongzhi thought of a name in his mind and couldn't help but stare at Yang Yingji in surprise.

Pei Yue was finally able to confirm the identity of this middle-aged man, and now he understood why Tang Youzhi, the Marquis of Jining, allowed a weirdo with such a cold temperament to serve as an experience officer.

Ningguo refers to Yang Siji, the Duke of Ningguo, and the Changgong camp is also named after him.

Yang Siji passed away earliest among the nine founding fathers of the People's Republic of China. Officially, it was said that he contracted an illness, but it was rumored that it was because he became depressed after being idle by the court. His health deteriorated and he eventually died of grief and anger. Pei Yue did not know the details deeply, after all, he was The person has nothing to do with him, and he only had a brief chat with Shen Danmo when he corresponded.

But judging from what Yang Yingji just said, the rumors may not be groundless.

"Yang Qingcheng, I admire Ning Guogong's character and achievements, and I believe that you really consider the situation on the northern front, so I won't care about your previous words. However, the most important thing in the army is to command a branch, you You can only watch with a pair of eyes, and you can never give me any advice on my decision-making."

Pei Yue slowed down his tone and his eyes were much kinder, but his attitude remained extremely firm.

He did not ask Yang Yingji about what happened to Ning Guogong Yang Siji. It was too long ago, and there might be a shocking secret involved. Today's Ning Guo Mansion is the most miserable among the Duke's Mansion in Kyoto, and there are no powerful generals in the army at all. Without the presence of the Yang family's children, the title would have long been reduced to third-class Ninghebo.

Pei Yue could guess how many intrigues were hidden here with his big toe. There was no need to wade into this muddy water.

Yang Yingji stared at Pei Yue. He was just angry for a moment, and there was no problem with his brain. How could he reveal the secrets of the Yang family for no reason? Even if he didn't care about his own life or death, he always wanted to survive for the hard people in Kyoto. The clansman considered. After a moment of silence, he slowly asked: "Pei Yue, what exactly do you want to do?"

Pei Yue glanced at Fu Hongzhi, who took out a map from his backpack and spread it on the grass.

Pei Yue pointed at the map and said to Yang Yingji: "This is the topographic map of the northern line. The westernmost Liupi Village has fallen, and Xie Lin and Jininghou are in a stalemate at Xishan Village. Even if the Tibetan Front Guards go to support Jininghou at this time, It will not play a decisive role in the change of the battle situation. Now the Xiwu people are on the offensive, and we are on the defensive. Since you are not optimistic about the strength of the Tibetan front guards, then tell me, these 8,000 people can kill Xie Lin by rushing to Xishan Village The fifty thousand cavalry in your hand?"

Yang Yingji agreed with this statement, but he still believed that the Zangfeng Guards could play their greatest role only when they went to Xishan Village.

Only this time he didn't immediately refute it.

Pei Yue leaned over and drew a circle on the map, and then said solemnly: "Stand higher and see farther. You must know that the northern route is not limited to Xishanzhai, otherwise you will have to be led by Xie Lin. "
Chapter completed!