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Chapter 200 Fir
Chen Mu had finally met the main character. In the Battle of Bozhou, one of the three major campaigns in Wanli, it was this Yang Yinglong who fought.

The Yang family of Bozhou in 700 was also destroyed by the war that took place in 29 years, and was buried in the hands of Yang Yinglong, the No. 20 successor of the Yang family.

Yang Yinglong is probably the chieftain of the Ming Dynasty that Chen Mu is most familiar with. He has seen the documentary about Hailongtun, which even includes the tombs of Yang's ancestors.

The original interpretation of Yang Yinglong's life is one side. Three years later, he entered the Imperial College to study and inherit the Consolation Commissioner. After more than 20 years, because of the youngest son, he killed his wife and his family. After peace talks, he wanted to lose money and wood to make atonement, but his son was killed.

The battle of Bozhou in the Ming Dynasty was set off, Hailong was destroyed, the Yang family was eliminated in 700, and Bozhou was reformed and returned to the local people.

After the cruel and suspicious character, Chen Mu believed that it was an inevitable war. As long as the Yang family was still chieftain, there would be a battle of Bozhou, sooner or later.

According to his understanding, the kid who was beaten up by Deng Zilong must be Yang Yinglong.

It's just that what Chen Mu couldn't figure out was that this little chieftain didn't want to be a little prince in Guizhou to enjoy the glory and wealth, so why did he come here?
The two of them couldn't fight each other, it was even more mysterious than Zhang Juzheng's going to Nanyangwei to find him.

He led Shen Zonglian all the way back to the Wei Yamen, and at the door, he saw a dozen or so Miao warriors in armor who were different from ordinary people, surrounded in the middle.

These warriors with bare feet, armor slanted in a bun, and turbans wrapped in turbans are majestic. Some of them hold big silver-clad copper animal masks that reach their shoulders. , both spears and javelins, with ring knives in their waists.

The armor is excellent and the appearance is strong.

The above is all imagined by Chen Mu. Now these warriors are busy trying to persuade them to fight. Chen Mu has no idea how they carry these weapons. The javelins and shields are scattered all over the place. Several Miao warriors are stopping a seventeen or eighteen-year-old wearing The dash of a luxurious and handsome boy.

The young man was wearing a white robe and armor. At this time, the white robe was wrinkled as if it had been rolled in the ground, and his face was also very ferocious. The right armguard that was held up high by someone had landed nowhere. The big sleeve fell to the elbow, and the hand Holding the refined steel knife high, even if seven or eight Miao soldiers stopped him, he still kept yelling and cursing.

"Come on! Get out of the way, I'm being stopped! You beat me with fists and kicks, let's compare swords! Come on!"

The little brother is very fierce, the jade belt has been torn off, and he still wants to kill people.

It looked like Yang Yinglong had already fought a match and didn't take advantage of it, but it was pretty good that he didn't get killed.

Martial arts are good, but there is a problem with picking opponents. There are two martial arts masters in Nanyang Guard. Deng Zilong's martial arts is the most powerful in the entire Nanyang Guard. Chen Mu feels that Yang Yinglong is completely full and dares to fight big Scolding, there is really no reason for Deng Zilong to be slaughtered.

A glance at Deng Zilong made Chen Mu understand even more.

I don't know who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal to bring a big chair to the gate of the Wei Yamen. Deng Zilong, who was wearing armor and holding a helmet, sat on the chair with a big horse and a golden sword. Yang Yinglong stopped him.

"Don't stop me, let him come over—hey, go get a cup of tea in the yamen." Deng Qianhu said slowly, and ordered the banner army to do some odd jobs, then turned his head and raised a fist, "Deng asked him one hand."

Needless to say, that chair must have been moved by Deng Zilong, and the second in command of Nanyang Wei has encountered something funny today.

Yang Yinglong is no fun.

Chen Mu stepped forward, and Yu Ding, a flag soldier who was watching the excitement, hurriedly bowed down when he saw the commander, and all the Miao soldiers seemed to be facing an enemy.

It's not because of people. Although Chen Mu, who is wearing a mountain wenjiang armor with a steel knife hanging from his waist and holding a carved Liujia God pocket, is very stressful, but what really makes Miao Bing feel like an enemy is because of Chen Mu. The teacher’s teaching aids—two Nanyang-made five-pound iron-cored copper-shell cannons. The muzzles are as thick as human arms. The bucket creaked and creaked.

Even Yang Yinglong stopped making trouble.

Seeing that Chen Mu was getting closer and closer, when those Miao soldiers guarding him approached as if they didn't exist, Miao soldiers didn't dare to stop him forcefully. On Chen Mu's head.

Chen Mu is taller than Yang Yinglong, the little chieftain raised his face slightly, his eyes swayed between Chen Mu and the muzzles of the two black holes behind him, and slowly lowered the raised Miao knife, "I, you, I'm playing with Deng Qianhu ... What are you pushing the cannon for?"

It was also because of Yang Yinglong's words that Chen Mu realized that he was followed by two five-pound cannons, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and call the cannons to push into the gun bay, but he stopped him abruptly and simply ignored Yang Yinglong.

His disdainful eyes glanced at the Miao soldiers who were guarding the master's house, and said, "You are really strong, unarmed, I will invite you to drink when you enter the yamen!"

Don't lose your momentum!
The heroic boy with red mouth and white teeth in front of him will inherit Yang's 700-year-old Bozhou in a few years, and then he sits and takes the seat of the Southwest Emperor into a deep ditch, which is extremely destructive.

It cannot be taken lightly.

"You, come to fight or drink?"

Chen Mu was a little domineering and imposing, and forced Yang Yinglong to choke, and when he stammered the words just now, he was a head shorter in aura, but Yang Yinglong was not afraid of Chen Mu, so he simply slapped Miao Dao Entering the sheath, "Who will fight if you can drink, it's not that you came back late!"

"Come on, Commander, please drink, let's drink! Carry my wine vessel in!"

The Miao soldiers were all ready, and a row of spears, shields and crossbows was placed on the outer wall of the Wei Ya, and each of them filed into the Wei Ya with their waist knives. Chen Muli waved his hand at the door, "The artillery is put in the warehouse, and ask people to bring more wine." Come on, these people seem to be able to drink."

As he spoke, he saw Miao Bing carrying a few small boxes from their carriage into Wei Ya.

Chen Mu smiled at Deng Zilong, and asked him if he was okay. Deng Zilong laughed loudly, patted Yijia and said, "I don't know how high and earthy you are, can you hurt me?"

"Go, drink and drink, and see what they are doing here."

Not long after the meeting, the Banner Army moved to the wine jar, and Chen Mu sat on top of it and took a look. Good guy—the small food table in front of Yang Yinglong was decorated with gold cups and silver plates carved with dragons and phoenixes. Is it a gift from the imperial court or a presumptuous self-made Chen Mu? I don't know, but it opened his eyes.

"General Chen's mansion, this table is barely passable, other things, it's shabby!"

Yang Yinglong looked left and right, pointing and talking about the furnishings in Chen Mu's yamen, and he gave a barely passable evaluation of the table case left by the previous Xiangshan Qianhu who had embezzled tens of thousands of taels of silver, and the rest were not satisfied with it. The little chieftain who has not succeeded to the throne is not worth a damn, so he casually said to Chen Mu: "I came out this time by my father's order, and went to Fujian to find Liu Zongbing in Langshan. Marriage."

"But his son is not lucky, he is too young. I just heard that General Chen made great achievements in killing pirates in Guangdong, so let's take a look." Yang Yinglong took a sip from the gold cup, frowned and put it down, and said with a tongue: "This wine has no taste. I heard that the general is looking for good materials to build a ship again? Bozhou will provide the court with [-] pieces of good wood for the palace pillars this year, and take one to Nanyang Wei. I forgot how long it is. It seems to be twenty feet. At most, next year arrive."

Yang Yinglong didn't want to eat wine or food, he looked around ignorantly as he talked, as if he wanted to know more about Chen Mu, "General Chen is a talented person, and there is no female relative at home, have you ever married?"

"If not, I have a sister who is double ten years old..."

　Good morning, today is still the third update, but two chapters will be updated first, and Chapter 3 will be updated in the evening.

　　
　
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