Yang Jian stood with his hands behind his back, facing Gao Ying and others, and his eyebrows were frowning, as if he was making a great decision. Yang Jian's thoughts may have determined the future development of the Sui Kingdom.

Gao Ying looked at Yang Jian in the back with difficulty. The military generals and civil officials around him were quiet. At this moment, they did not dare to disturb Yang Jian, for fear that the tiger would suddenly turn back and attack.

Yang Xiu behind Yang Jian had a heroic look on his face, unlike the scheming Yang Guang. He was good at leading troops to fight, but Yang Xiu knew at this moment that the most ruthless imperial family was also somewhat conflicted in his heart. Yang Jian became king and he could gain supreme power, but there were gains and losses. Perhaps the father-son family ties like the present will gradually disappear with time.

Yang Jian looked at the landscape picture in front of him, and it was magnificent. He also wanted to touch the great power, and wanted to see the peak of power and enjoy the supreme glory. For this reason, Yang Jian suffered for more than ten years, and his three thousand black hairs turned into white hair.

After a while, Yang Jian stretched out his bronze hand, stroked the shallow water map in front of him, and said calmly: "You said! This great river and mountain! Is it reasonable to not accept it!"

"The king is wise! Long live my king!" The civil and military ministers knelt down, with a hint of excitement in their eyes. Gao Ying also smiled. This was the most difficult and relaxing step, and finally took it.

"Speed ​​to ride the six dragons to control the sky! I hope you can encourage each other!" Yang Jian turned around, swung his sleeves, and the domineering aura on his body was fully revealed.

"The king has been thousands of years!... ten thousand years......!"

Pang Tongming, who was in the main hall, took a sip of tea, and listened to the sound of the side hall, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. At this moment, a clear breeze blew, blowing down a few sycamore leaves. The black sky, the moonlight shone down, and the stream was shining. Pang Tong looked at the overturned moon in the water, raised the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Congratulations to the prince!"

Yang Guang naturally knew what Pang Tong meant. Looking at the sound coming from the side hall, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, but his face was not showing any expression. He shook his head slightly and said, "What did sir? I don't know if I'm going to go! The prince is in the side hall with his father?"

"Oh! Hahaha! I've lost my words! I've lost my words! Sorry! Sorry!" Pang Tong laughed loudly, raised the wine bottle in his hand and drank it in a big mouthful, with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Guang looked up at the bright moon in the sky. At this moment, a crow flew on the sycamore tree. Yang Guang joked: "Sir, do you think this crow flying on the branches is a phoenix or......"

"Maybe it's a phoenix! Maybe it's a crow! But it's also a golden crow! It depends on what you think." Pang Tong stood up slowly, patted the dust on his body, looked forward and said, "I'm all here with the royal seal and cloth. Please send troops quickly. My king is waiting for the general's good show!"

"The King of Han will definitely not disappoint!" Yang Guang said with a smile.

"That's great!" Pang Tong stood up, bowed to Yang Guang, and then said, "Goodbye!"

"I'll send you my respectfully!" Yang Guang didn't dare to neglect it. This person is not simple.

The moon was dark and the wind was high. Yang Jian sat on the throne, staring at the front of him, and the sons below were surrounded by him. Yang Jian looked at his sons with a face and sighed, "Son!"

"Father...father...father..." All the pretty faces appeared in Yang Jian's eyes.

Yang Jian looked at these sons and sighed, "Tomorrow begins! Our grandpa is about to embark on a road of no return, only advance but not retreat!" Yang Jian, who was in his prime, sighed, stroked the two sons beside him, patted their shoulders, and paused for a while and said, "But I also want to ask your opinions, what do you say!"

"Father! Be the king! I am willing to expand my territory for my father!" Yang Xiu patted his chest and promised.

The other brothers all shouted and expressed their opinions. Yang Jian nodded and looked at his sons and said, "Don't regret it!"

"No regrets!" several children said in unison.

"Good...good...good!"

In the dark night, Xiaocheng

The lights were brightly lit, and the soldiers were divided into two halves. The sound of soldiers was everywhere under the corner of the city, some bragging, and some were crying. Xiang Yu had fought hard these days, and each had his own victory or defeat.

Feng Yi insisted on defending and held Xiang Yu for two months. Han Xin's 100,000 army in mainland Shandong finally went south. As for Zhuge Liang's 100,000 soldiers and horses, he began to accept more than 500,000 people in Zhongshan, cultivated the vast land of Lu, and distributed tools. The most important thing is that Zhuge Liang was a little too busy. He was busy with the military affairs for a while, and had to manage money and food for a while, and was unable to do it. At this time, Han Yi sent Liu Ji and Xie An, which solved Zhuge Liang's urgent need and threw all the military affairs to Li Xiaogong and his apprentice Di Qing, and he wholeheartedly handled the 500,000 people. If it was not done well, the 100,000 soldiers and horses in Zhongshan would probably start a riot.

Han Yi was helpless when talking about this. These 100,000 people were fat sheep, but there was a little tiger swallowing the sky and had no idea how to start. Split them, which would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. But if they were not split, Han Yi couldn't sleep all day long and asked them to be cannon fodder and rushed to the front. He was afraid that the camp would be bombed in less than three days. He had no choice but to slowly attack him and promoted dozens of generals in a row to swallow a small number of Zhongshan soldiers. The remaining ones were demolished to make up for the vacancy of the dead soldiers. Han Yi could only hand over the remaining eighty thousand soldiers to Deng Yu, who was more tempered, and sent Hu Yanzhuo and Xu Ning to comfort him.

Feng Yi's big account

"Today! Xiang Yu attacked three more times! Our army lost more than 1,000 people, and Xiang Yu also lost more than 2,000 corpses. If you continue to fight, it is afraid that the morale of the army will be unstable!" Shi Jianyan said embarrassedly.

"I won't talk about this for now!" Feng Yi waved his hand and looked at Han Shizhong beside him, and said with a serious expression: "General! How is the Water Village? The soldiers are enough!"

Han Shizhong smiled bitterly and said, "The situation is not very good! The 20,000 people under his command are soaked in the water every day, but they are useless in a short period of time. The two thousand fishermen recruited, although they are familiar with the water nature, have never been on the battlefield or have never taken the lead! It is a bit tricky. The most important thing is that there are no generals available in the army. My wife and I are dealing with the matters in the army together!"

"This..." Feng Yi hesitated for a while and said for a while: "So General Han Shizhong is increasing his efforts, and General Japanese and Korean Xin will arrive tomorrow, we...!"
Chapter completed!