The dense sound of horse hooves outside the carriage paused, and then the carriage stopped. Cao Yun came out of the carriage and stood on the shaft. The army opposite Qi came to greet him was clearly visible, and the flag with fresh characters fluttered in the wind.

He jumped off the horse and looked up at the high horse. He stared at the cavalry commander Li Xiaoya, who was facing fierce eyes and bowed: "Duocheng has sent you off, thank you all the hard work."

Li Xiaoya withdrew her gaze, arched her hands, and gave a big bow, saying, "It's not hard work, the cavalry can't even warm up for such a little bit of travel. Your Highness, let's see you in Chang'an."

Cao Yun smiled and turned around, bowed to Ben Kuan, but said, "I have troubled the county magistrates this time."

"I'm the one who deserves it!" Ben Kuan said with a smile: "The emperor wishes His Highness the Prince a good fortune and all his wishes come true."

Cao Tiancheng smiled bitterly: "This time I came to Ming Dynasty, the county magistrate has benefited me a lot and I can't thank you. I just have this gift."

"You can be a prince, and you are honored. Your Highness, please, the opposite side is anxious." Ben Kuan looked at the several war horses that were coming from afar and said with a smile.

Cao Yun looked up and looked at the Ming Dynasty behind him. After a few months, the territory behind him had undergone great changes. When he left, he was deserted and could not see people. When he came back, he had already seen villages one after another appearing in the wilderness, burning weeds and ploughing the land, and the people who had been deeply ploughing and turning over the land were everywhere. Although those people were dressed in a mess, their faces were filled with happy smiles.

On the hill not far away, there is a gray building, like a tidy and thickened tube building, or a simple military fortress. Such a small fortress can be seen everywhere in Taoyuan County.

Of course, in the eyes of professionals like Cao Yun, these small fortresses that seem to be messy form an airtight defensive network. The generals who planned and presided over the construction of these small fortresses are undoubtedly also military experts.

This kind of small fortress is very troublesome. It is taller and more compact than ordinary city walls. Although it can only be stationed with more than a hundred people, it is an extremely difficult iron pea to chew. What's more, these small fortresses in the Ming Dynasty are even more unique. They all use steel and concrete structures, and their hardness is three points harder than Shitou City. With the unique crossbow machines, crossbows, thunder fire and other weapons, it is really indestructible.

If you want to take him down, you have to pay a heavy price, but if you continue to fight along the way, how many soldiers and horses of Daqi can be lost? If you don’t fight and leave them behind, it’s like a thorn in your back. The back road is unstable, how can you attack?

He withdrew his gaze and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly. He was really thinking too much. If the war broke out in the future, he would definitely not have anything to do. What's the use of thinking too much?

At Ben Kuan, Li Xiaoya and others nodded. He stepped onto the shaft again and got into the carriage. With a slam, the carriage door was tightly closed. With the sound of the driver, the luxurious carriage slowly started and drove towards the border.

Li Xiaoya stared at some people riding horses and wearing casual clothes on the side of the convoy. When she saw the tall but loose-skinned guy in the lead, he yelled, raised his palm flat, and slashed his neck.

The man glanced at Li Xiaoya, snorted, turned his gaze, and looked at Qi again, but there was an uncontrollable joy on his face. It was a kind of joy that he could escape from heaven and let birds fly from now on.

This person was naturally Ning Zefeng, who had to be brought back by the State of Qi after spending Zhou Zhang. He went with him to the direct subordinates of Qi, and there were as many as 500 people.

As the convoy on this side set out towards the mirror line between the two countries, on the other side, there was a man riding a horse alone and slowly moving towards the Ming side.

On the side of Changning County, Xian Bisong, Xu Junsheng and other generals of Qi stood up on horseback, looking at the Ming army opposite with a solemn expression. Of course, they also looked at the building on the steep mountain in Feng. It can be said that they watched such a small fortress appear on the border line, and the speed of building this fortress on the opposite side was amazed. The first two days they were looking at wooden and steel racks. In another two days, a gray building was basically completed.

Without looking closely, Xian Bisong also knew that such fortresses were extremely difficult to fight. Not to mention its height, the steel spent on building this fortress alone made him feel numb. Is the Ming Dynasty so rich? He actually stuffed steel into the building? In Daqi, only those extremely important big cities wrapped in stone or blue bricks on the exterior walls.

Unlike the large and small generals gathered on their side, a little farther away from them, he was alone on the horse, but Cao Hui. He looked a little desolate, but also a little miserable, with a pale face and a one-arm hanging on his chest, and he was actually seriously injured.

Cao Hui was like a plague. Apart from his guards, ordinary generals actually walked around him, not within ten steps of him.

Whether it was Xian Bisong or Xu Junsheng, the look of looking at Cao Hui was not good. Cao Hui plundered Ning Zhiwen, on the surface, to exchange Ning Zhiwen for Ning Zhifeng, but in fact he put Cao Yun, who was still in the Ming Dynasty at that time, into a very dangerous situation. If Da Ming was really shameless and locked Cao Yun and replaced him, Cao Yun would have a great chance of never going back to Da Qi.

This touched the bottom line of generals like Xian Bisong. They were indeed loyal to Daqi, but Cao Yun had the kindness of knowing them. Cao Yun was forced to retreat and no longer take power. They could accept it, but if they did something like this, they could not bear it.

Cao Hui is someone they can't afford to offend, but they can't afford to offend, but they can afford to avoid it. This made Cao Hui fall into an extremely embarrassing situation since he took Ning Zhiwen to Changning County. Even if he had to face people together today, Xian Bisong and others did not restrain their hostility towards him at all.

Ning Zhiwen walked slowly, but he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The benevolence and righteousness of the Ming emperor was beyond his imagination. He did not expect that Qin Feng would really agree to exchange him back. He knew very well that the Ming Dynasty's decision to replace him was a loss-making deal. The eldest son Ning Zefeng not only hated his younger son Ning Zeyuan, but also hated the Ming Dynasty to his bones. This time he took off the cage and would definitely do his best to make things difficult for the Ming Dynasty. With the foundation of Da Qi, with Ning Zefeng and a large number of his subordinates, not to mention that the future naval army could be compared with the Ming Dynasty, at least it would cause great trouble to the Ming Dynasty on the sea.

He pulled his horse and stopped on the center line.

The luxurious carriage stopped beside him, and the curtain was lifted up. Cao Yun looked at Ning Zhiwen deeply, but Ning Zhiwen didn't even turn his head, let alone look at him. He just stared at the people behind the carriage.

Cao Yun put down the curtain of the carriage and continued to move forward.

Ning Zhiwen jumped off his horse and stood in the middle of the road.

Ning Zefeng, who was riding on the horse, also turned over and got off the horse, lowered his head and walked to Ning Zhiwen, and knelt down with his knees.

With a crisp sound, Ning Zhiwen raised his hand and slapped Ning Zefeng heavily. Five finger marks immediately appeared on Ning Zefeng's pale face.

After a slap in the face, Ning Zhiwen was still not satisfied. When he was about to shoot another hand, Ning Zefeng suddenly raised his head, tears flashed in his eyes, but his eyes were extremely stubborn.

"Dad, why do I have to be locked in that small courtyard? Why can I only see that small sky in my life?" He shouted. "Ning Zeyuan is lucky, he won, and I admit it, but now I have the opportunity to compete with him again, why can't I fight? Compared with me, he is just a little bit more lucky. With his talent, am I worse than him?"

Ning Zhiwen couldn't pull his palm down anymore, so he stretched out his hand and stroked Ning Zefeng's hair. After a while, he sighed and said, "After I go back, I will pick your name out of the ancestral genealogy. From now on, there will be no more of your name in Quanzhou Ning family."

"Dad!" Ning Zefeng cried. At this time, there was no more severe punishment than expelling the clan. Sometimes, it made him feel uncomfortable than killing someone.

Ning Zhiwen sighed, led the horse, and walked towards the Ming army with a staggering pace. At this moment, his body was much hunched.

"Grandpa!" The curtain of a carriage was suddenly unveiled, and several tender little faces squeezed into the window, looking at Ning Zhiwen and shouting loudly.

Ning Zhiwen turned his head and looked at the smiling little faces. His steps suddenly stopped. For a moment, he was crying. After hesitating for a while, he finally became cruel and turned his back onto the horse and whipped it hard on the horse's thighs. The horse was in pain and immediately flew away with four hooves.

"Grandpa!" Behind him, the tender shouts were still chasing him.

Cao Yun's carriage was parked in front of the Qi army's army formation. Xian Bisong and other generals rushed up and bowed and greeted each other in front of the carriage. Cao Yun walked out of the carriage with a smile and held his fists back: "Generals, I have worked hard, I have worked hard."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Many generals said in unison.

Looking at the uniform generals, Cao Yun's face flashed, but his inner worries became stronger. He sighed in his heart. He had been in charge of the ** team for decades, all of whom were the generals he had built up. No matter which emperor, he probably wouldn't tolerate such things, right?

His eyes passed over the many generals and fell on the man with one arm.

A smile appeared on Cao Hui's face and he strode over.

"Cao Hui has met His Highness the Prince."

Cao Yun jumped out of the carriage and stood in front of Cao Hui, but did not return the greeting. Instead, he looked at him up and down, looking at Cao Hui with a puzzled look.

Suddenly, Cao Yun raised his hand and a crisp sound. He accidentally slapped Cao Hui. This slap not only stunned Cao Hui, but also stunned the generals such as Xian Bisong.

Who is Cao Hui? The commander of the ghost, his majesty's confidant, and the son-in-law of the chief minister, are really powerful figures.
Chapter completed!