On the afternoon when Guan Yu and Yan Xing arrived in Jincheng, Han Yue invited a thousand cavalry and troops from Poqiang to open up.

During the march of the army, Yan Xing said to Guan Yu: "Brother, thank you, you are willing to lead the army to avenge me. ”

Guan Yu shook his head and said: "It is not all for you to agree to go out for Han Yue, Han Yue said that the rebellion was caused by the lord killing Beigong Bo, this responsibility is only afraid that I will not lead the army, and Han Yue will not allow you and me not to lead the army." ”

"He Han asked for a name, it doesn't matter if you and I lead the army, the important thing is that he is not the leader of the Han Wenyue. Yan Ming thinks that the thousand cavalry behind us are who, they can only be Beigong Yu's cronies, otherwise it is impossible to be willing to follow us to attack the remnants of Beigong Bo. ”

Zhao Ang, who was riding on the horse, said with a smile: "In Brother Guan's words, this thousand Qiang horses are the hearts and minds of the Qiang King, and if he dies, he is afraid that he Beigong Boyu will also be distressed. With a chuckle, Zhao Ang said: "I have seen Ma Teng a few times on official business, and I think that the attack on Beigong Bo is also Ma Yue's eldest brother's contribution." As soon as I saw Brother Guan today, I believed the rumors a little, and I didn't think that Ma Jiaji was a hero, and it was true that Ma Sanlang, who was rumored to be the champion of the three armies. ”

Guan Yu ignored Zhao Ang's compliments, and said expressionlessly: "This is not the Ma family, the lord was removed from the family tree by the Ma family." ”

It seems that the rumors in Liangzhou that the Ma family brothers turned against each other are mostly true, Zhao Ang secretly wrote it down in his heart and stopped talking.

It's just that Guan Zhao and Zhao have different attitudes towards rumors, Zhao Ang thinks that the rumors are all credible, Guan Yu thinks they can be believed, and some are not.

For example, Ma Sanlang bravely crowned the three armies.

God knows who is the big egg, Ma Sanlang is not Zhang Sanye, how can he champion the three armies.

Of course, this kind of thing Guan Er Ye will only smile secretly in his heart, and on the surface, Zhao Ang will never see that the second master's beard is smiling.

The second master is not a person who loves to dismantle the lord.

Jincheng is only a hundred miles away from the big and small elm valleys, and the team set off from Jincheng at noon, and arrived at the bank of the big river before it was dark.

The Great and Small Elm Valleys, just across the river bank.

This is not a place name, the big and small elm valley is the big elm valley and the small elm valley together, the land here is fertile, the north blocks the consolidation of the big river, close to the convenience of fishing salt in the West Sea, is the birthplace of the Qiang people. It's just that in recent years, because of the migration of the Qiang people in Liangzhou, it has been assigned to the tribe of Beigong Bo from the time of the old Beigong Boyu to herd horses, and there are only a few tribes still here, which are the diehards of Beigong Bo.

"Brother, after crossing this river is Eryu Valley, what should I do?"

Yan Xing took advantage of the time when the army was stationed on the riverside to rest and feed the horses, and leaned over to Guan Yu and said: "I went to see the river just now, it hasn't rained in Liangzhou since the snow melted this year, and the big river is no more than knees. ”

Guan Yu just waved his hand, ignored Yan Xing, and said to Zhao Ang, "Brother Zhao, do you know where those five tribes are?" ”

Zhao Ang nodded, and said while taking out the map from behind his back: "Brother Guan, please see, the closest tribe to us is in Xiaoyu Valley, it is a tribe of thousands of people, and it can be quickly attacked and wiped out in one fell swoop." There is another one between the two elm valleys, and this is not a difficult thing. But here in the Great Elm Valley, Brother Guan, please take a look. Zhao Ang said, pointing to the three cinnabar dots marked on the edge of the Great Elm Valley on the map, and said: "In the Great Elm Valley, the main department of Mangqi is stationed, with a combat strength of more than eight hundred, and it is a great trouble for us. And the two departments outside the Great Elm Valley each have three or four hundred warriors. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ang stretched out his five fingers and pressed the map, and said: "None of the three departments is capable of competing with our army, but the three are horns between each other, if the three of them fall out of the nest, then the Great Elm Valley is the place where we are buried." ”

"That's a tricky question." Guan Yu frowned, his fingers rhythmically tapped the handle of the ring knife, and after a while, he saw that the cavalry had finished resting, turned his head and said to Yan Xing beside him: "Yanming, give the order to cross the river." ”

When Yan Xing heard this, he jumped up and shouted: "The whole army obeys the order and crosses the river!" ”

Zhao Ang hurriedly said: "Brother Guan, there is no plan yet, what should I do later?" ”

Guan Yu said as he got on his horse: "First fight the tribe in the middle of the Second Elm Valley, drive them to the Little Elm Valley, since Manqi is a difficult bone to gnaw, and then smash him at the end." ”

Saying that, Guan Yu had already mounted his horse, knocked the horse's belly lightly, and Guan Yu hit the horse and said: "The whole army crosses the river!" ”

Thousands of horsemen were in a roar, Guan Yu sent scouts to spill five miles, and after a short time, the sentry cavalry returned.

"Chief, ten miles ahead of the Tribal Rangers."

Guan Yu stroked his long beard and smiled, and said: "Order, the whole army rests, the sentry cavalry patrols for five miles, don't be discovered by the enemy, and attack tonight." ”

The sun was gradually setting in the west, Guan Yu stared at the map without saying a word, Yan Xing led the scout to patrol, he was a Qiang person, and it was easier for him to integrate into this collective than Guan Yu.

Zhao Ang rubbed his chin with his hand, sat down opposite Guan Yu and asked, "Brother Guan is thinking of a way to break the enemy, there is no need to do this, the enemy is just a small tribe." ”

Shaking his head, Guan Yu said: "The battle strategy of breaking the five rats is clear to Guan Mou, but I don't know what the future of Liangzhou will be." ”

The camp was quiet, and few people chatted, except for the neighing of horses and the sharpening of knives by Qiang men.

Zhao Ang opened his mouth and asked, "Where is Brother Guan from, and his accent is not as cool as a cool person." ”

"Guan Mou is the ...... of the river" Guan Yu suddenly paused, and quickly continued: "The people of Longxian on the other side of the river." ”

Zhao Ang glanced at Guan Yu, and said without doubt: "Longxian is a good place, the people who guard the state are a lot better, the Ma brothers are also from Longxian, Guan Yu and the Ma brothers are still fellow villagers." ”

"Oh, yes." With a chuckle, Guan Yu said: "Receiving the favor of San Lang, I followed San Lang on the same road." ”

"Yes." Zhao Ang nodded and asked curiously: "Although I have met Da Lang a few times, I have never seen San Lang, the respect in Brother Guan's words made Zhao very curious, and I asked Brother Guan to tell Zhao about it, this San Lang ...... What kind of person is he? ”

Guan Yu saw that it was already dark, then got up and smiled at Zhao Ang: "Since Brother Zhao is so curious about San Lang, when the time comes, don't you know what San Lang looks like when you go back to Luoyang with Guan Mou, haha." ”

"The whole army obeyed the order, and the people wrapped their horses and hooves, bypassing the Little Elm Valley and raiding the tribe in the middle of the second valley!"

This Guan Yu!

Zhao Ang glared at Guan Yu, got up and wrapped the horse's hooves, and turned over on the horse.

On the border grassland in the northwest of the Han Dynasty, under the heavy night, a thousand Qiang riders quietly walked out of the grassland, and the distant tribes sang and danced, enjoying the plundered delicious lambs.

Unbeknownst to him, the Grim Reaper's footsteps were getting closer and closer.