The winter snow melts, the New Year passes in a blink of an eye, and in an instant, it has entered the thirteenth year of Jian'an.

Hanzhong, Xicheng.

Outside the city, the hooves of horses fluttered, and the heavy black armor made a sonorous sound from time to time.

"Shizi, when we arrive in Xicheng, we can use the warships of the Xicheng Navy Division to go down the river to the east of Xixian, and then turn to Fangling, which is enough for three days left."

In Hanzhong, it is natural that Zhang Yong can be named the son of the world.

After the New Year, after asking Zhang Lu for his life several times, Zhang Lu finally granted Zhang Yong's request, appointed Zhang Yong as the governor of Fangling, and led the troops to help Fangling.

Now... As soon as he saw Zhang Yong's side, a black-armored young man pointed to the direction of the Xicheng Sailor Camp and said with an impassioned expression.

This black-armored young man is not an outsider, but a person who has been transformed into a person.

It is said that after learning of Zhang Yong's instructions, the Shen brothers arranged a residence for Liao Hua and his group in just a few days to ensure that hundreds of people survived the winter, and divided the fields.

Without worries, Liao Hua naturally settled down, and after spending the New Year, he selected dozens of good players to serve Zhang Yong.

The appearance of Liao Hua was naturally a surprise for Zhang Yong, and as promised that day, Zhang Yong directly promoted Liao Hua to the rank of military marquis and took charge of the army.

Of course, Liao Hua did not live up to Zhang Yong's trust, after all, he was born in a yellow scarf and traveled south and north... After many battles. In a short period of time, he became one with the armor soldiers under his command, showing a good level of military governance.

"Yes!

If they can get to Fangling earlier, Yongyan will have a lot less pressure on them. ”

Responding to Liao Hua lightly, Zhang Yong's voice was not loud, but Liao Hua could hear it... But it is full of majesty, which is also the majesty of the superior.

Looking at the dozens of warships scattered on the surface of the river not far away, Zhang Yong's did not show too much emotion.

In other words, before coming to Xicheng, Zhang Yong was already mentally prepared.

The Hanzhong Naval Division sounds majestic, but after all, it is just a small naval army with no more than 3,000 soldiers and no more than 350 warships, which is a bit of strength... Maybe even a partial division in Jingzhou and Jiangdong can't compare.

This is also the case, the Hanzhong Sailor... Since the formation of the army, it has basically not participated in a decent battle, and even the commander of the water division... It's just a mid-stage martial artist like Zhang Yong.

In addition to cracking down on those unfashionable water thieves and arresting smugglers on weekdays, the Hanzhong Navy Division is more responsible for the role of commercial transportation and escort with Jingzhou.

The river breeze was blowing, and there was no word all the way.

Going down the river, the scenery on both sides of the strait is like a horse watching flowers from in front of you, less than a day... The army passed through Xi County.

……

Fang Ling.

Since Yang Ang made an alliance with Huo Du that day, the Jingzhou army seemed to have lost its voice, and the army retreated on all fronts... No more fighting was provoked.

But as the winter snow melts after the year... The Jingzhou army seemed to have survived the severe cold, and began to be unwilling to be lonely, waving flags and horseshoe formations, and in just a few days, the Jingzhou army gathered on the east bank of the pink water has exceeded 8,000.

In the face of the military strength displayed by the Jingzhou army, Peng Yi, Yang Ang and others naturally did not dare to slack off, and strengthened the camp on the west bank day and night, preparing to stick here.

……

In 208 AD, on the 27th day of the first month of the thirteenth year of Jian'an.

Zhang Yong finally arrived at Fangling with reinforcements, and the situation in the world was moved.

"Fangling County ordered Han Bin to stay behind in the civil and military... Meet the Son. ”

Outside Fangling City, war horses neighed.

Han Bin led hundreds of civilians, soldiers, old and weak who stayed in Fangling out of the city to greet him, looking at the dense black armor not far away... His eyes were full of joy.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that it was Zhang Yong who personally led the troops to support.

With Zhang Yong inheriting the throne of the son, Zhang Yong's identity is naturally different, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a big man.

Zhang Yong's coming to help, in a sense, also represents Zhang Lu's attitude and Hanzhong's determination to defend Fangling!!

"Han County Order, please start, the county order sits in Fangling, and solidifies the edge of my Hanzhong... Hard work is high, and I am always grateful! ”

stepped forward to help Han Bin, looking at the hundreds of figures behind Han Bin, Zhang Yong's expression sank slightly.

The situation in Fangling, at this moment, I am afraid that it has reached a critical juncture, looking at the faces of the armor soldiers behind Han Bin, I am afraid that these people are already in their forties, and even the sixty-year-old man has several people wearing armor...

……

On the west bank of Pink Water, Yang Angbu camp.

In order to stimulate the fighting spirit of the soldiers under their command, these days, Yang Ang and Peng Yi have inspected the camp at least three times during the day and night, and their faces have become a little more weathered.

"Newspaper... Fangling urgent! ”

On this day, Yang Ang and Peng Yi, as usual, were inspecting the front camp to stabilize the army's heart, and suddenly heard an urgent report outside the village, and their hearts suddenly stuck in their throats.

Glancing at each other, a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of several people.

The banks of the pink water are too long, and they can only choose to hold on to the soldiers of Jingzhou... This also caused a situation in which the Jingzhou army could force the crossing of the pink water at any time.

"Newspaper... General Qiyu!

The prince has led an army of 3,000 and is now stationed in Fangling, and he will arrive at the camp in a few days..."

The prince is coming?

Hearing the words of the sentry rider, everyone only felt in a trance, especially Peng Yi and Meng Qiu.

Here it comes! Here it comes!

The Third Son... No, it should be said that it is the son of the world... It's really coming.

In the past, the promises made on the banks of the West Han River... Is it really about to start?

"Immediately spread the news to the three armies!"

With a long laugh, Yang Ang put his hand on the hilt of his sword, indescribable pleasure.

Zhang Yong's arrival is undoubtedly a powerful heart-boosting agent for thousands of troops at this moment, regardless of whether he is young or not, regardless of prestige, but because of his status.

……

Jingzhou, Jiangxia County.

Jiangxia County is located in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, which is the confluence of the Han River and the Yangtze River, and the place where Jing, Yang and Henan must fight for three weeks.

or avenging his father, or greedy for the wealth of Jingzhou, in short, after Sun Ce gained a firm foothold in Jiangdong, Sun Ce and Sun Quan raised troops to attack Jiangxia many times.

As an important town in Jingzhou, the gateway to the east, and next to Sun Quan, the enemy of life and death, Liu Biao naturally arranged heavy troops in Jiangxia.

In addition to appointing the general Huang Zu as the commander of Jiangxia and sitting in Jiangxia, there are still 30,000 elite sailors, 35,000 elite infantry soldiers, and Gan Ning, Su Fei and other fierce generals. But the defense was more than enough, and Huang Zu also earned enough military merits with this.

Jiangxia Governance, Xiling.

In the past, the Taishou Mansion where the Ying Song and Yan danced, the atmosphere at the moment was particularly solemn, and I saw a man in his fifties standing on the top with a note full of anger on his face, on which only four small words were written: Gan Ning Tou Wu.

The man is naturally Huang Zu, and Gan Ning doesn't need to say much.

"Su Fei, this is the fierce general and loyal minister you recommended to someone!"

In the middle of the sound, Huang Zu burst into a loud shout, and the inkstone of the party holding the case was smashed towards a general below.

With a bang, the inkstone polished by the bluestone smashed directly on the forehead of the partial general Su Fei, and blood was immediately pouring in.

However, Su Fei did not say anything, and still kept his head down for a long time.

Facing the angry Huang Zu, Su Fei didn't know how to answer.

In fact, he didn't expect Gan Ning to be so decisive, and in a fit of anger, he led his headquarters to vote for the Jiangdong Sun family.

But... As the saying goes, a slap doesn't make a sound, although Gan Ning liked luxury and was arrogant in the past, if it weren't for Huang Zu himself being afraid of Gan Ning's courage and suppressing it many times in the open and secret, how could Gan Ning make such a choice?

Of course, these words cannot be said explicitly, they can only be buried deep in the heart, otherwise... Even if he was born in Jingzhou, he would have to be stripped off by Huang Zu.

"A certain general is willing to lead his troops to Jiangdong Water Village, capture Gan Ning and hand it over to the general, and hope that the general will be fulfilled."

Gritting his teeth, Su Fei still chose to avoid Huang Zu's anger for the time being.

"Humph!"

"If Gan Xingba was so easy to get along with, how could he have let him live to this day. There have never been deserters under my Huang Zu, let alone a general who defected to the enemy, and I will definitely not let go of Gan Ning. ”

Looking at Su Fei below, Huang Zu couldn't help but snort coldly.

"What the general said is reasonable, Gan Ning's betrayal of the general is a humiliation for my Jingzhou, and he must be killed.

But... Now Jiangdong Zhou Yu is fierce and looks down on my Xiakou lands, and now he has Gan Ning who is like-minded, and he must know the deployment of our army, I am afraid that he will not easily let go of this opportunity, and the current priority is urgent... It is better to dispatch troops, horses, and warships to garrison along the Xiakou line to prevent Zhou Yu's surprise attack. ”

"General, what General Deng said is reasonable, and I also ask the general to temporarily extinguish the wrath of the thunder and dispatch troops and horses to meet the Jiangdong armies."

......

"Peng Yi has seen the son"

"Meng Qiu has seen the son"

......

After Zhang Yong's army was stationed in Fangling for a short time, he led his army to the Yang Ang camp on the west bank of the pink water.

In the tent, I saw more than ten people from Peng Yi, Meng Qiu, and Yang Ang surrounding Zhang Yong with indescribable excitement.

"Get up! It's all about my own family, why are there so many false courtesies. ”

Seeing Peng Yi and others, Zhang Yong's mood was also undulating, after all, these people in front of him... Fang is his confidant, friend, and his future team.

"General Yang, I haven't seen you for a few years, and the general is still the same as before!"

Yang Ang himself was reborn for the first time, but this did not prevent the memory of his predecessor in his mind.

"Let the prince laugh, but Ang never thought that the prince would have such a big change, planning to destroy the dark pavilion, conquer Brazil, and stay alone in Anhan... The talent and virtue of the prince made Ang admire in his heart. ”

In his memory, the last time he saw Zhang Yong was three years ago, when Zhang Yong was still a little immature, and when he watched them... His eyes still dodge from time to time, but in these short three years, the former teenager... It's grown to this point.

"This time, my father ordered me to supervise the military tomb, and the matter of the battle array... We still need more support from the general! ”

For Yang Ang's touting, Zhang Yong did not show too eagerness... didn't show too cold, and simply passed by.

After all, in the period before the meeting... When he heard this kind of talk, he was almost immune.

"Don't worry, once you have a fate, don't dare to disobey!"

Solemnly responded, Yang Ang honestly gave up the first place.