"Mom, there's something I don't understand," she said.

"Prince Yu is a prince. His son, according to the naming convention of Daliao, shouldn't he be called the Crown Prince?"

"Besides, this prince must be his biological eldest son. How can he be called Prince Ling like this?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Tuoba Xian was startled for a moment, then said: "That's right, Prince Yu is my younger brother and a member of the royal family, so he was granted the title of king."

"He himself has a son, who is the crown prince, but the crown prince is spoiled and spoiled. Apart from eating, drinking and having fun, he has nothing to do with anything."

"Wang Ling went out one year and brought back a child. He was very good to the child and even sent him to the Shaolin Temple in Daqi to learn kung fu."

"Five years ago, when I went south, King Yu conspired against me and kidnapped the young emperor."

"Then, in the same year, he recalled his adopted son who had returned from school and forced the young emperor to confer the title of Prince Ling on him."

"This King Ling will use all the good skills he learned from Shaolin Temple to conquer the northern tribes."

"In just three years, we have conquered several other big clans except Qing'er's clan. As for the other small tribes, they are all Wangfeng, so they naturally surrendered to King Yu."

"Prince Ling, according to the information I have received, is a rare martial arts wizard."

"One man is as brave as a man who can rule over thousands of people. King Yu was able to conquer the tribes in Daliao within such a short period of time and set his sights on Daqi. On the one hand, it was Tuoba Yu's own ambition."

"On the other hand, it's also because he possesses Prince Ling's sharp knife."

"So this time the Liao soldiers are approaching and King Ling is taking command, I'm really worried about Feng Tang!" Tuoba Xian said. She had always been calm and calm, but now the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with worry.

Seeing these reactions from Tuoba Xian, Yang Ruoqing's expression became a little more serious.

From what her mother-in-law had previously said about King Ling, Yang Ruoqing felt that King Ling's fighting ability was somewhat similar to that of Lu Bu during the Three Kingdoms period.

They are all brave people, one person can fight a group of people.

Especially in ancient times, the strength of those truly powerful people was beyond the imagination of modern people.

Just like the Daguan Dao in Guan Yu's hand, who could hold it in modern times?

But Guan Erye can do it. He holds a big knife in his hand, rides on horseback, and swings it like a large meat grinder.

Rush into the enemy's camp, swing your sword through the wind and rain, and kill the enemy until their flesh and blood fly everywhere.

Therefore, this King Ling should not be underestimated. He is a tough opponent. He might be the strongest opponent Tang Yazi has ever encountered.

"mother……"

"Qing'er..."

Both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were startled for a moment, and then Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, you speak first."

Tuoba Xian said: "You should say it first."

Yang Ruoqing stopped refusing and said: "Mom, I want to go to Yanmen Pass to find Tang Yaozi and help him!"

A glimmer of light flashed across Tuoba Xian's eyes and she said, "Good boy, I have a plan to let you go, but I don't know how to say it."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Tuoba Xian said seriously: "However, my plan is not to let you find Feng Tang. I have a special errand to entrust you with!"

…

"What happened? Why did you stop again?"

Luo Fengtang reined in the reins and asked an adjutant named Zhang who was riding back from the front.

Adjutant Zhang said breathlessly: "Returning to the general, Adjutant Peng said that the north wind is blowing hard and it will definitely snow tonight."

"The road ahead is rugged. Once the snow falls, it will be difficult for carriages and horses to move forward,"

"He just came back from inquiring about the road conditions from the front and said that there is a ruined temple ten miles away. We will stay there tonight and wait until the snow stops before leaving. General, what do you think?" Adjutant Zhang asked.

Luo Fengtang looked at the road ahead and frowned secretly.

From the capital city to Yanmen Pass, it took ten days to walk half of the several hundred miles.

At this speed, if it were the Luo Family Army or the Shenwu Army, they would have gone back and forth a long time ago.

He supervises every day, but these people are all submissive on the surface and find all kinds of excuses behind their backs to hold back.

Either the wheel of the wheel is broken, or the horse's belly is broken.

Otherwise, someone might have sprained their ankle. In short, it’s a bunch of situations.

Luo Fengtang didn't ask any more questions, but said, "I'll go over and take a look."

Then, he clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and the horse neighed and rushed forward like a sharp sword.

A soldier next to Adjutant Zhang looked at Luo Fengtang's retreating figure and said to Adjutant Zhang in a low voice: "Boss, that Boss Peng has come up with so many tricks to delay the situation along the way. What's going on?"

Adjutant Zhang said: "Peng, because he had worked with His Highness the God of War, King Yun, thinks he is very senior. In our group of soldiers, he has always covered the sky with one hand."

"Suddenly a general came out of the air to escort the grain and fodder, and he was asked to take action by his surname Peng. He would definitely not be happy," Adjutant Zhang said.

"But, this Luo Fengtang is the General of the Northern Campaign, personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. He went there specifically to fight against the enemy forces of the Liao Dynasty." Xiao Bing said again.

Adjutant Zhang smiled coldly and said: "The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. In our kitchen army of a thousand people, there is only Boss Peng."

"Those brothers, if you go and ask around, they all only know about Boss Peng, but they don't know about General Zhengbei."

Xiao Bing thought this made sense and nodded, "By the way, Boss Peng, Boss Zhang deliberately made things difficult for General Luo and went against General Luo."

"Then what do we do?"

Adjutant Zhang glanced at his confidant and said in a low voice: "We are not in a hurry, let's just watch first."

"If General Luo is really courageous, he can defeat Boss Zhang. If he is not so courageous, why should we offend Boss Zhang for a general who comes by air?"

"You know, we still have to continue to work with the person named Zhang in the future. First of all, we don't offend both parties, so let's leave it like that!"

…

Ahead, Luo Fengtang saw clearly the condition of the soldiers escorting the grain and grass, and then went straight to the front of the team.

At the front of the team, there was a man about the same age as Luo Fengtang, sitting on a horse with his helmet tilted on his head. He was marching and drinking from a wine bottle in his hand.

His face was stained with a slightly drunken color, and his eyes were a little cloudy.

"Adjutant Peng, I think we need to have a good talk." Luo Fengtang said.

Adjutant Peng turned to look at Luo Fengtang, grinned, and just as he opened his mouth to speak, he let out a loud wine burp.

Luo Fengtang turned his head sideways due to the smell of the wine, and frowned slightly.

"Luo, General Luo, you, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Okay, okay, what do you want to say?" Adjutant Peng asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!