From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 327

Zhou Yuan got out of the carriage and came to a chariot, looking ahead from afar.

As expected, on the chariot in front of the Kaidai bandit army, he saw Cai Ni in white.

At this moment, she was dressed more gorgeously. In addition to the white clothes, she also wore various beautiful ornaments on her head, but it was too far away to see what they were.

The woman was well, but only longing.

Zhou Yuan had mixed feelings, looking at the world full of smoke and dust, and really didn't know when all this would end.

And next to Cai Ni, the figure wearing a dragon robe should be Zhang Bailong, the emperor of Kaidai.

This is also a tough character. He dared to kill landlords and gentry, divide the land and gather peasant soldiers, and almost occupied the entire Central Plains. He is indeed a strong opponent.

While thinking, Zhou Yuan found that the chariot in front was slowly moving forward and slowly drove to the middle of the two armies.

This scene made the Kaifeng defender who had just rushed out of the city dumbfounded. What kind of routine is this? This kind of thing would only be done a thousand years ago. When two armies faced each other, the commander would first talk trash to disrupt the morale of the other side - "I only need one word to make Zhuge Liang surrender and the Shu soldiers retreat without fighting."

"Zhou Yuan, do you dare to come forward and argue with our emperor!"

Cai Ni's voice was extremely clear. Although her words were harsh, they had a unique flavor.

Zhou Yuan was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Quick, go forward."

Li He was startled and said anxiously, "Marshal, don't do that! If the other side is cheating, it will be dangerous."

"You know nothing, just follow the order!"

Zhou Yuan certainly didn't explain anything, he just knew that Cai Ni would not attack him.

The key is that even if they talked, they were far away. Cai Ni's kung fu was good, but it was impossible for her to kill him from a distance. The soldiers on both sides were far away, and the range of their bows and arrows was not enough.

So, the traditional pre-war commander dialogue was staged again in this era.

The chariots of both sides slowly moved forward and slowly stopped ten feet apart.

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling quite surprised. This Zhang Bailong is really handsome!

He has a moderate body shape, eyes like stars, sword-like eyebrows, and the elegance of a scholar, as well as the upright spirit of a knight-errant warrior.

This image is much more useful in winning people's hearts.

"I have heard of the great name of the Loyal and Martial Lord for a long time. It is a great honor to meet you now."

Zhang Bailong said calmly, "You have brought 60,000 soldiers and 50,000 young and strong refugees to the Central Plains. Do you have the confidence to destroy our dynasty?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "I am confident."

Zhang Bailong said slowly, "There are millions of peasant soldiers in our dynasty, rooted in the Central Plains, and they have become powerful. Where does your confidence come from?"

Zhou Yuan glanced behind him and said disdainfully, "A bunch of chickens and dogs, just a mob. What's wrong with a million people? Can they compare with my elite division of the five military camps?"

Zhang Bailong smiled and said, "Well said, I am afraid most people think so too. Peasants are a mob. Although they are large in number, their combat effectiveness is very average."

"But why did the court of the Great Jin Dynasty flee in defeat the last few times they came here?"

Zhou Yuan frowned. This sentence seemed ordinary, but it was not easy to answer.

No matter what the reason is, it is easy to offend people and may also shake the morale of the army.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "In any case, you may not be so lucky this time."

"Haha!"

Zhang Bailong sneered and suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, Zhongwu Bo thinks you are a mob!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

More than 100,000 peasant soldiers roared in unison, shaking the world.

Zhou Yuan's face became extremely ugly. This kind of unity is almost impossible for peasant soldiers, but Zhang Bailong can do it.

It seems that using land as a bond can indeed create unparalleled cohesion.

Zhou Yuan said: "Don't rush to show off. Didn't you incite refugees to hinder my march? Now I have brought refugees, and every one of them wants you dead."

"Fifty thousand young and strong men are enough for you to drink a pot!"

Zhang Bailong was silent for a moment, then said: "Although you are from a humble background, you are a scholar after all, not a farmer."

"You don't understand agriculture, nor refugees. The "Song of Pity the Peasants" you wrote is very touching, but you don't understand them at all."

"Refugees don't have the hatred of ordinary people. For them, enemies and friends are not important. What matters most is food and drink."

At this point, Zhang Bailong shouted: "Friends of the disaster victims in front! Since you are looking for me, Zhang Bailong! I will give you an explanation!"

"I will compensate each of you with two acres of land and thirty kilograms of coarse grains! Those who are willing to surrender, come and kowtow on their own initiative!"

As soon as these words came out, fierce voices suddenly rang out among the refugees. One by one, the refugees ran over like crazy and kowtowed to Zhang Bailong.

Zhang Bailong looked at Zhou Yuan and smiled faintly, "Thank you for selecting 50,000 young and middle-aged men for me.It will take two months, and they will become my elite soldiers. "

Zhou Yuan's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were solemn.

Zhang Bailong said: "Zhou Yuan, the Great Jin has been around for 400 years, and the country's prosperity has come. It's time to change the world."

"You are also a man with great ambitions and good strategies. Why do you have to be a running dog of the court? If you come to my camp, I am willing to make you a marquis. When the world is settled, I will divide the land and make you a king, so that you can leave your name in history!"

"What's the benefit of being a running dog of the court? Song Shan'ao's unparalleled achievements are just a duke. "

Zhou Yuan said: "Are you trying to win me over?"

"I don't like the word "win over."

Zhang Bailong said in a deep voice: "I prefer the word heroes cherish each other. I think you are a hero. If we join forces, we will surely win the world."

"At that time, we will jointly build a world without oppression, exploitation, and everyone has clothes to wear and food to eat! ”

“You and I will both go down in history, as famous as the Qin Emperor and Han Wudi!”

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, “Do you think you can do it?”

Zhang Bailong said loudly, “If you can’t do it, dying for the ideal of Datong is more glorious than being a lackey of the court and oppressing the people.”

Fuck, he is so good at talking, I want to agree.

Zhou Yuan had to pay more attention to Zhang Bailong. He is indeed a character and a wise bandit leader.

I can only surpass him because I stand on the shoulders of a historical giant.

“Alas…”

Zhou Yuan sighed and said lightly, “Your words are very respectable. I will give you a decent death when the time comes.”

He looked at Zhang Bailong and said, “Do you want to withdraw your troops or fight?”

Zhang Bailong said, “Are you really reluctant to give up this wealth and glory? I have investigated you. You are a man with great ambitions. You should not only see the secular interests. "

Zhou Yuan said: "We have different paths, so there is no need to say more."

Zhang Bailong was silent for a moment, and finally sighed and shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

The chariot slowly retreated, he looked at Zhou Yuan and roared: "Then I will wait for you to attack, I want to see, two thousand people fighting against twenty thousand people, the means of the contemporary little Zhuge!"

Zhou Yuan said: "You will see."

The chariots of both sides were retreating, and both people regarded each other as the most respectable opponent.

Zhou Yuan was under pressure, especially after meeting Zhang Bailong in person.

He found that this person was not just bragging, he did have a special personality charm.

But he was not a time traveler, if he was, he would have recognized me based on those poems alone.

Perhaps he is really the son of the plane.