The army in Jiangbei started from the entrance of Wamiao and then returned to Heiyang Mountain two days later.

This time, Zheng Zhaoye was very cautious and sent troops up the mountain to explore.

Soon, the soldiers reported: "There is a Chu army on the mountain, and I don't know how many soldiers there are. They... They invited Yang to talk to the second young master."

"You mean Wang Xiao is on the mountain?"

"It seems."

"Pretending to be a ghost." Zheng Zhaoye sneered and said, "There is nothing to talk about, attack the mountain."

"yes!"

The army changed its formation and slowly pressed towards Black Sheep Mountain.

The artillery fire fell again. This time, the soldiers and horses in Jiangnan were ready and moved forward slowly, and they kept sending troops to detour to attack from the side.

"Scatter the array and rush forward. Those who dare to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

Although the Jiangbei army was still injured and killed in the roar of artillery fire, it was different from the panic she felt when she was attacked last time and could still advance in an orderly manner.

Gradually, the speed of artillery fire slowed down.

Morality gradually became excited and began to attack Heiyang Mountain in large numbers.

"They run out of artillery and charge!"

"Kill..."

Zheng Zhaoye looked up at the mountains, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Whether Wang Xiao is on the mountain or not, the army will kill him and kill him without leaving any armor, so there are so many.

This time, I stepped on the broken mountain first.

The next moment, Zheng Zhaoye narrowed his eyes and found that his side attacked the foot of the mountain with a rainbow, but the offensive stopped.

He couldn't help but ride his horse forward and shouted, "What's going on?"

A soldier came back and reported, "Report that Lord Zheng, the Right Minister of the Ministry of War, is on the mountain. Please ask the army to withdraw the troops for the time being."

"Who is on the mountain?" Yang Jia was stunned.

"Fourth Uncle?"

Zheng Zhaoye was also a little stunned, then he was surprised and asked, "Is the Fourth Uncle captured by the King of Laugh?"

Don't worry about him, let him die, we will kill him.

"Mr. Zheng was not captured, but brought the imperial edict from His Royal Highness the Emperor and was proclaiming the edict to the king. He asked the Supervisor and the Senate to go up the mountain."

A trace of bad premonition came to Zheng Zhaoye's mind.

"This is the king's plan to laugh at, so don't pay attention!" Zheng Zhaoye shouted.

He pretended to be disbelief and ordered the army to continue attacking.

However, Guan Ming, Tong Yuanwei and others got the excuse and no longer obeyed the orders and refused to let their troops rush to kill them.

Even though Zheng Zhaoye tried his best to stop it, the army retreated back to the range of the artillery.

Just like a child's play, the battlefield gradually calmed down.

Zheng Zhaoye turned his head and looked around for a while, his eyes full of helplessness and ridicule.

Finally, he got off the horse and walked staggering towards the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, and birds are flying from time to time? It seems that they are laughing at him and blinding him...

There is a small pavilion on the hillside.

Zheng Zhaoye stopped and looked up and saw a man in white standing in the pavilion. The wind and sleeves flew, and he felt a sense of ecstasy.

"That's Wang Xiao." He thought to himself.

When they met each other, his blind eyes made him feel more ashamed of himself? So he became more angry.

Someone took two steps in the pavilion? Zheng Zhaoye turned his eyes and saw Zheng Longxu.

Zheng Longxu was the fourth son of Zheng Yuanhua. He was 38 years old at the time and was full of young and powerful temperament. He was so powerful between his eyebrows that he was overwhelmed. At this time, his clothes were a little dusty.

"What are you doing when you stand?" Zheng Longxu said, "It's true that I'm here, go and withdraw your troops."

Zheng Zhaoye opened his mouth, feeling angry and disbelief.

Zheng Longxu didn't say much to him. He gave his subordinates an order, and someone took an edict and handed it to Yang Jia.

As the Minister of War in Nanjing, Yang Jia did not dare to take advantage of the right minister of the Ministry of War in front of Zheng Longxu, the right minister of the Ministry of War. He hurriedly looked at the imperial edict, and his expression changed and he wanted to run down the mountain.

"I received the order."

"No withdrawal!" Zheng Zhaoye yelled.

"This is your highness's edict." Zheng Longxu said lightly.

"Uncle Fourth, what are you doing?" Zheng Zhaoye gasped heavily, raised his hand and pointed at Wang Xiao, shouting: "You know he is going to be defeated soon, why do you want me to withdraw your troops?!"

Someone in the pavilion laughed "sneer".

"What are you doing with this expression? Do you think of yourself as Yue Wumu who was recalled by twelve gold medals?"

But behind Wang Xiao, a boy of similar age walked out, holding a white tiger in his hand, and laughing, his face full of irony.

Zheng Zhaoye couldn't help but be furious.

His state of mind at this moment was indeed the sadness of Yue Fei's "ten years of hard work, and wasted on the one hand". But the other party's words were difficult to answer. Zheng Zhaoye regarded himself very highly and had the shame to compare himself to Yue Fei, but he had no courage to compare his grandfather Zheng Yuanhua to Qin Hui.

Therefore, even though he was resourceful and evident in the face of such sarcasm, he could not speak out and could only tremble with anger.

Zheng Longxu glanced at his face, as if he had just seen him blind now, frowned casually, and said, "How did you do this? If you have anything to say when you go back to see your grandfather."

"Fourth Uncle!" Zheng Zhaoye yelled, "You have peace with Wang Xiao? What qualifications do he have to discuss peace with us? I can defeat him immediately..."

"It's a pity that you can't even step into Laizhou." Wang Xiao said.

His voice was very plain, and he looked at the military formation at the foot of the mountain, and did not look at Zheng Zhaoye, saying, "This is your second time to visit Heiyang Mountain. Look, you can't even capture the small Heiyang Mountain."

"I can catch it!" Zheng Zhaoye said, "If those people weren't too stupid, you would have died ten thousand times!"

"You treat others as fools, Yang Jia, Guan Ming, Tong Yuanwei... You think they are stupid. But in fact, their position and purpose are different from yours. It's like a sheep wanting to eat grass, and you insist on eating meat, and calling it stupid. Are you stupid or it stupid? I haven't died ten thousand times because I know better than you what they want, including what Zheng Yuanhua wants."

"You're talking nonsense! As long as my fourth uncle doesn't discuss peace, I'll kill you soon!"

"oh."

Wang Xiao responded indifferently and said, "Do you know what a truly useful threat is? You transfer all the troops to Laizhou. But don't forget that Qin Shanhai is still in Jinan, plus the 40,000 defenders in Jinan City. If they directly rush their troops south, will you catch up?"

"You don't dare to do this. You will have to die if you leave the city..."

"Then die together. We can kill wherever we can. Destruction is always easier than construction. Even if we fight all the people, we will kill Jiangnan into ruins. Zheng Yuanhua will not be able to recover without ten years of hard work."

"You dare not..."

"Then let Zheng Yuanhua take a gamble, do I dare?" Wang Xiao said lightly: "You have transferred troops to attack Laizhou, which is the biggest strategic mistake. I will ask you for your blessing. Now I have already negotiated with this Minister Zheng. Well, thank you."

"Are you going to negotiate?" Zheng Zhaoye's expression changed, he turned to look at Zheng Longxu, and murmured: "You can't treat me like this... I lost one eye... You can't say you don't hit me."

Zheng Longxu did not answer, and bowed to Wang Xiao and said, "The prince-consort does not need to humiliate her nephew anymore. Let's say goodbye now. We will withdraw the army as we say, so the prince-consort will do it."

Wang Xiao also bowed his hand and said with a faint smile: "There will be a date later."

Zheng Longxu snorted and walked out of the pavilion. Zheng Zhaoye stopped him and shouted: "You can't do this! Three days, give me three more days, I will flatten Laizhou and conquer Jinan... I want to tell my grandfather that Wang Xiao will be let go this time and there will be endless troubles..."

"Bang!"

Zheng Longxu slapped Zheng Zhaoye in the face.

"Let me be more sober, and I will let you go up the mountain to let you know that my father has made the decision, shut your mouth and withdraw with me."

Zheng Zhaoye's face turned red, he stared at Zheng Longxu with hatred, and he bit his teeth and bleeding.

He blinded him for this battle, and no one knew what it meant to him.

The Zheng family has the ambitions of the Zheng family, and he, Zheng Zhaoye, also has his own ambitions. If the Zheng family is compared to the Sima family that usurped the Wei Dynasty, Zheng Zhaoye has always regarded himself as Sima Yan who became emperor... But now, with this blind eye, his personal ideals have become slim.

My efforts were thrown away by someone disdainfully?

Very hateful...

However, Zheng Longxu didn't care about the sentimentality in his heart. He waved his hand and his personal soldiers raised Zheng Zhaoye and walked down the mountain like carrying a sack.

...

"Finally left."

In the pavilion, Wang Xiao squatted down and touched Bai Laohu's head.

The white tiger stretched out his claws and wanted to pat him, but he quickly avoided it.

"You can't hit me, meow..."

"Aowu..."

Qin Xuance curled his lips and said, "Stop playing, wait until it is bigger, and you won't be able to kill you."
To be continued...