As Yan Tong continued to say word by word, Yan Zhuang's face became more and more ugly, and he only felt ridiculous in his heart when he stared at this house slave. Bayi Chinese?net? ? ≠=≥.≠8≈1≤Z≈≤.≠COM's own house slaves actually became a tool for the Shenwu army to persuade them to surrender, how ridiculous and sad it is.

If he was in the past, he would definitely cut off Yan Tong's head without hesitation, but at this moment, he knew very well in his heart that Yan Tong could not be killed. Because to a certain extent, this guy is the link of communication between himself and the Shenwu Army, how can he be easily killed?

"Yan Tong, the old man asked you, with the current situation, how to make a decision to be invincible?"

And Yan Tong couldn't hear it, Yan Zhuang's words were full of danger, this was a plain question, but he couldn't answer it, otherwise he might immediately incur a fatal disaster.

I saw him kneel down violently, knees forward, until he reached his solemn feet, and then he hugged his calf and wept bitterly.

"The head of the family, I thought I would never see the head of the house again, this nine deaths and a life of embarrassment are embarrassing, today I saw the head of the house, and I died without regrets......"

As he spoke, Yan Tong grabbed the ground with his head and acted like he wanted to die. Yan Zhuang hurriedly helped Yan Tong, who was in tears and almost wanted to die.

"What is this, what is this? It is a blessing in misfortune to be able to come back, and Hugh will mention the word death again!"

No matter how sincere Yan Tong is, at least the attitude he made on the surface made Yan Zhuang quite satisfied. The master and servant were silent for a while, and Yan Zhuang finally took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Tell me, what clues can you see during the time you were detained in the Shenwu Army?"

Yan Zhuang actually wanted to understand the internal operation of the Shenwu Army through Yan Tong's mouth, although he knew in his heart that the Shenwu Army would not let him get what he wanted to know, but he still had a certain amount of luck. Since they are willing to let Yan Tong come back, there are only two possibilities, one is that Yan Tong has betrayed him, and the other is the sincerity of releasing Yan Tong as a persuasion.

However, to his surprise, it was Yan Tong's answer.

Yan Tong pondered for a while and gave a two-word answer.

"Lucky! If you sum it up, for the Shenwu Army, it is these two words!"

Yan Zhuang was surprised by this unexpected answer, but he was even more depressed. Because there is another hidden saying behind the word lucky, that is, providence. According to ordinary people's perception, people who have the protection of providence are often more lucky. If Yan Tong annotated the many victories of the Shenwu Army with luck, there must be a truth that makes sense.

It was with this mood in mind that Yan Zhuang unfolded Qin Jin's handwritten handwriting, read it word for word, and only after a long time did he raise his head and ask:

"You just say, does the old man agree, or not?"

……

Although the night was dark, Qin Jin was not sleepy, Yang Xingben, Qin Yan and others sat in the tent with him, as if they were waiting for something.

Being able to sit in this small military tent are all among the best figures in the Shenwu Army, and the topics discussed today are also the most important things that Qin Jin has never paid attention to.

"Yan Zhuang, this old thief is as cunning as a fox, he may not be willing to give in easily, if even he can surrender obediently, what is the obstacle to capturing Luoyang City?"

Yang Xingben's voice was low and calm, and he didn't seem to be optimistic about this persuasion. However, before his words could land, Qingxuzi's slightly hoarse voice sounded, sounding as if he had just eaten a handful of sand, harsh.

"The general's words are wrong, the key to the current problem is not whether Yan Zhuang can easily deny it, the key is that Yan Zhuang and the more than 10,000 rivers have become a thorn in our side, a thorn in the flesh, if we don't pull it out first, how can we attack the city in peace and stability? What if this old dog jumps off the wall in a hurry and wants to fight with us to break the net? This risk is something we absolutely cannot ...... taking."

Hearing this, Yang Xingben glared at Qing Xuzi, this sloppy Taoist priest usually speaks like something that is out of tune, but today it is a rare seriousness, which makes people unable to argue.

He had to admit that Qing Xuzi's analysis was extremely reasonable, and if Yan Zhuang and Luoluo River were not resolved, the Shenwu army would not be able to risk a decisive battle against Luoyang. And if you want to solve the big trouble of Yan Zhuang, persuasion has undoubtedly become the best means.

But he heard that Xuzi's analysis did not end there, but continued to talk eloquently.

"Now, we are looking forward to it with apprehension, speculating with poverty, and the strict and solemn guy should be worried with contradictions. ”

Qin Jin's eyebrows raised, and he only asked in the same way:

"Why?"

Qing Xuzi coughed dryly, cleared his throat again, and looked back at Qin Jin proudly.

Needless to say, Yan Zhuang is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and in his eyes, how to protect his own interests is the top priority of all issues. Originally, before last night's battle, he was not sure, but now he dared to pat his chest and assure that he was a complete greedy person who was afraid of death! Otherwise, why would he not be saved when he saw death?"

Qin Jin nodded, Qing Xuzi's analysis was not wrong. If Yan Zhuang could cooperate with Yin Ziqi's actions last night, Yin Ziqi's men might not collapse so quickly. But in the end, it is difficult to fundamentally change the outcome of the war. Because at the beginning of planning that battle, he put the 20,000 elites of the Hui Department around the Luoluo River camp as a surveillance, and once Yan Zhuang made a move, he could stop it.

However, the big battle that had excited Moyan Siluo for a long time did not appear as expected, but instead watched the excitement of the night in the heavy rain.

In this military meeting, Moyan Siluo was also among them. After many run-ins and tests, Qin Jin has basically accepted Moyan Siluo and Yao Ge Bijia's uncle and nephew.

It's just that I heard that Yao Ge Bijia has been infected with the disease these days, and there is a tendency to be bedridden. Qin Jin didn't want Yao Ge Bijia to fall at this time, because he also counted on this uncle and nephew to become an important force in the grassland to restrain Huairen Khan in the future. Although Mo Yan Siluo is young and strong, his biggest problem is that he has more courage and less strategy, and many decisions are made by his own likes and dislikes and emotions. The presence of the medicine Ge Bija makes up for this shortcoming, acting like a guide, always directing the almost astray Maharaja in the right direction.

Compared with when he just went south, the current Moyan Siluo has lost his original unruliness and unruliness, and will always be more docile than a sheep in front of Qin Jin.

"Qingxu Zhenren looks down on that solemnity, when Yin Ziqi's army is out to respond, he still doesn't dare to make the decision to break the net, and now the people and horses are lonely, like a lamb that has fallen into the wolves, what he sees, hears, and thinks of is all fear, what else is there to worry about?"

When he said this, there was another person whose face was even more embarrassed. This person was sitting on Qin Jin's left side, his head was slightly unkempt, his head was lowered, his back was bent, and he seemed to be sitting on pins and needles.

However, Qin Jin looked at him, and his sharp gaze made him even more uncomfortable and uneasy.

"Does General Yin think Yan Zhuang will accept Qin's conditions?"

This person who bowed his head and bent his back was none other than Yin Ziqi, who was rumored outside.

No matter how unwilling he is, in order to survive, he can only choose this way.

I saw that he raised his head slightly, his eyes didn't dare to look at Qin Jin, and he replied in an affirmative tone:

"If there is no accident, Yan Zhuang will not give in easily, delaying time is his only choice!"

As one of Yan Zhuang's old opponents, Yin Ziqi obviously knows Yan Zhuang very well. Therefore, Qin Jin also paid more attention to Yin Ziqi's suggestion, and now that he heard him say that Yan Zhuang would not give in easily, he naturally became interested in the reasons behind it.

"Why is this so? What does Yan Zhuang think?"

Without waiting for Qin Jin to ask, Qing Xuzi asked first. Compared with the disdain of the Shenwu army for the generals, Qingxuzi is the most discriminatory against the generals.

Yin Ziqi still didn't look up, and said in a deep voice:

"Yan Zhuang is a cunning and timid person by nature, when all changes are not forced to the eyes, the decisions he makes must be conservative, in his opinion, as long as the camp gate is closed and he can't hold out, with elite soldiers and abundant grain and grass, it is enough to last for half a year, or even a year, so why take the risk?"

Qin Jin had to admit that Yin Ziqi's statement was quite reliable. Although he also believed in his heart that this person might not be willing to serve the Shenwu Army, at least these analyses were very reasonable.

"So, there's no point in me risking into the enemy camp before?"

His analysis brought dissatisfaction to another person, that is, Qin Yan, who risked his life.

Hearing this, Qin Jin smiled and said:

"Honestly, it doesn't mean much!"

Qin Yan reluctantly replied:

"In that case, why didn't the doctor stop the last general?"

On this formal occasion, Qin Yan's address to Qin Jin was also formalized.

In fact, Qin Jin had long expected that Qin Yan would be safe and sound on this trip, and let him go to the enemy camp naturally had his purpose.

"Did you go to the enemy camp and your eyes and heart fell on your home?"

Qin Yan's face turned red and muttered:

"Of course not, the general's eyes are lit up, and the layout of the enemy camp can be seen clearly......"

Qin Jin was still smiling.

"If you can see it clearly, how can you act in vain and meaningless?"

Qin Yan's back head shook twice, and in the end, he didn't say the words behind him, but swallowed them back into his stomach.

After Yin Ziqi's analysis, Qin Jin saw it more clearly.

"Since Yan Zhuang, the old fox, refuses to obey, let's give him a knock on the mountain and shock the tiger, let him know that he is in pain, know that he is afraid, and naturally he can't sit still!"

Everyone felt that it made sense, and they all agreed with Qin Jin's idea. Qing Xuzi also echoed a few words, but suddenly appeared, Qin Jin's gaze seemed to have been fixed on his body, and suddenly there was a burst of inexplicable joy in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was an opportunity for the firearms battalion to show his face, so he asked tentatively:

"Dare to ask the doctor, is the firearms battalion taking the lead this time?"