How did the people of Goguryeo feel when they saw Guanqiu Jian?
It was like Zhao people seeing Bai Qi, or Wu people running into Zhang Liao.
Perhaps it was even more terrifying. After all, Guanqiu Jian had shattered their state and slaughtered their Royal City.
His name was something to be "avoided" in Goguryeo, an absolutely forbidden word that could not even be mentioned.
When Gao Chiran had fled the Royal City with his uncles, weeping and wailing, he had seen two great banners slowly rise above his Royal City.
Wei. Guanqiu.
When he learned the identity of the old man before him, Gao Chiran's calves began to tremble, and his hair stood on end.
He would rather have run into Wen Yang.
Looking at Gao Chiran's awkward stance and rigid body, Guanqiu Jian asked with a smile, "Is your elder brother the monarch now? Is he well?"
"He, he, he is well."
At that moment, Gao Chiran became Deng Ai and Ma Jun.
Yang Hu could not be bothered with the man and hurriedly invited Guanqiu Jian to take the seat of honor.
Before the Grand Marshal, never mind the General Who Guards the North-even the General Who Conquers the North, or the Chariots and Cavalry General, General of Agile Cavalry, and General of the Guards, had to stand aside.
Guanqiu Jian took the seat of honor and added, "Still, you chose a good location for your command tent."
Yang Hu said very respectfully, "There are many matters on which I would like to seek your advice, Grand Marshal."
The two began talking just like that, paying no attention whatsoever to Gao Chiran beside them.
Gao Chiran stood there for a long time before finally recovering somewhat.
By then, he was terrified and uneasy, sweat soaking his back.