"The big boss... Brothers, I didn't mean that, it's just..."

Facing Yang Ping's gaze, everyone only felt a chill in their hearts, even the three leading village masters, and they couldn't help but shrink.

"That's the end of the grain and grass business! Immediately let the brothers take the money and food and retreat! Those who dare to disobey the collar will be beheaded from top to bottom! ”

"Newspaper..."

Yang Ping had just suppressed the anger in his heart, only to hear an urgent report from outside.

Several leaders of Shao Xi Mountain ran in in a panic.

"The big boss, the big thing is not good! The Hanzhong army has arrived in the city, led by Zhang Yong, the son of Hanzhong, the brother who transported grain... He was also chased by the elite cavalry of the Han Dynasty and fled in all directions. ”

"What! How can it be! Why did the Hanzhong army suddenly arrive at the city! ”

"What about the Sentinels! Why didn't there come news of Hanzhong's march? ”

Several village owners can't figure this out, and Yang Ping can't figure it out either!

Those who can serve as sentinels and scouts are basically the elite of the seven villages, and they will not be wiped out more or less.

……

The three village owners who had just shouted to grab money and grain suddenly became honest, and their expressions couldn't help but be a little flustered.

The soldiers of Qizhai, with their familiarity with the terrain of the Qinling Mountains, are okay to fight ambush warfare, but if they say that they defend the city... In a head-to-head confrontation with an established army, there is basically no hope of victory.

"Shut up!"

"Let the brethren give up all their food and grass and be ready to break through at any time!"

"How many of you... Come with me to the city gate and meet this prince of Hanzhong for a while! ”

……

Outside Danshui City!

Zhang Yong led the troops in front, and some of the soldiers and horses in the rear had already made the appearance of encampment.

It didn't take long to see a few clouds of smoke and dust in the east and west, Meng Qiu, Liao Hua, and Wei Yan led their horses to the horse, and the cavalry behind them was sandwiched by more than a dozen people, who were the sentinels sent by Qizhai.

In order to cut off Qizhai's eyes, Zhang Yong also calculated the blood capital this time, and sent out all the only refining gods and two refining gangs under his command at the moment.

"The Grand Governor... Fortunately, it is not disgraceful! ”

"Brother Meng, Wenchang, Yuan Jian, hard work!"

Looking at the three people covered in dust, Zhang Yong's expression softened a lot.

......

Danshui, the head of the south gate.

Yang Ping led several village owners to look at the Hanzhong sergeants lined up outside the city, and their eyes flashed a little haze.

At this moment, Yang Ping couldn't help but feel a little more resentful of the several village owners beside him.

If it weren't for the greed of these fools, after capturing Danshui and analyzing the county treasury... Reluctant to return to the army, they

How could it give the Hanzhong army a chance to block the door?

"A certain is Sima Liaohua, the army under the command of the governor of the capital, and the people in the city are the lord of Yangping and Yang Zhai?"

Zhang Yong didn't let Yang Ping and the others wait too long, and half an hour later... Seeing Liao Hua rushing forward, he stopped a stone's throw away from the city gate, and shouted loudly as he looked at the crowd at the head of the city.

"A certain Yang Ping! I don't know why I provoked the Metropolitan Governor, so that the Metropolitan Governor drove my son and took my money and food! ”

Looking at Liao Hua, who was single-handedly outside the city, Yang Ping couldn't understand Zhang Yong's plan for a while.

With the scale of Danshui, which is only about two zhang long, and the military appearance of the Hanzhong army, Yang Ping felt that Zhang Yong had no need to set up camp at all, and only needed a few rounds of arrow rain to suppress, sword and shield to step forward, and cloud ladder to charge, it didn't take a few rounds... can force them into street fighting.

"What is the reason for the battle? Lord Yang Zhai was thorough in his heart, so why did he ask.

The Metropolitan Governor asked me to bring a word to the Lord of Yang Zhai, and after half an hour, three miles outside the city... Most of my governors talked to the owner of the village. ”

Since joining Hanzhong, in the past, the conquest and killing were basically fought with the weak, and the more with less.

Today, with the strength of the infantry cavalry, he forcibly pressed the other party, and Liao Hua only felt that Tianlinggai was comfortable and happy.

didn't give Yang Ping a chance to ask questions, and Liao Hua immediately reined in and returned to the army.

......

"Big boss! Can't go!

Hanzhong is prosperous, there is no return! ”

"That's right! The big boss, the north gate has not yet closed, and the small one wishes to lead some brothers here, and please ask the big boss to go first. ”

"The safety of the big boss is linked to the life and death of Qizhai, you must not be in danger, and I hope that the big boss will think twice."

……

The people of Qizhai have their own thoughts. But there is one thing, from the rest of the owners to the ordinary minions, it is very clear.

Qizhai can have today's scene, peaceful, and Yang Ping is inseparable.

If Yang Ping falls, with only their skills, I am afraid that without waiting for other forces to intervene, Qizhai will be in chaos.

"That's it!"

Listening to the noise in his ears, Yang Ping sighed secretly, and suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy and tired.

As the nominal leader of Qizhai, Yang Ping is not only strong in his own strength, but also has a keen eye.

The world's strategy continues, the situation in Guanzhong is weird, and the battle of Jingzhou is imminent... Although Qizhai hides in the mountains, it is difficult to avoid the involvement of the war, in the end... It's just a matter of time.

Facing the forces of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands!

He, what is Yang Ping?

Strong as a master, brave as a Wenhou... Nor is it a cog that turns in the world!

Nowadays, Qizhai... It's really time to find a way out!

Cao, Yang Ping didn't like it in his heart.

Originally, Liu Jingsheng was a good choice, Jingzhou was rich, and when Wenpin led the army north, Yang Ping also moved his mind to serve.

Who would have expected that the Jingzhou army would come quickly! Go fast, too!

In just a few months, the good things have eroded to this point.

Jingzhou's 20,000-strong army couldn't even take Fangling, which was a major soldier and a widow, but was shown off by Zhang Yong, a rough boy, and was defeated again and again.

Maybe... Hanzhong may be a good choice...

"People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, Hanzhong is powerful, what's the harm in bowing your head once!

Rest assured! As far as I know, the generals who can fight in Hanzhong are all entourage, and as long as I want to leave, no one under Zhang Yong's command can keep me. ”

Although the matter of Zhang Yong has refreshed the cognition of the Zhang family in Hanzhong... But in Yang Ping's subconscious meaning, the cognition of Hanzhong generals is still at the level of years ago.

......

Soon, the gates of the city were opened.

I saw several horses rushing out like arrows, rushing towards several black shadows that had already stopped not far away.

"The prince of Hanzhong?"

"Lord Yang Dazhai!"

Looking at the young master in front of him, who was a little excessive, Yang Ping suddenly felt that he was much older.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he has led an army alone, and he has won all battles, although there is a Zhang family who was born in Hanzhong... But, when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, what was he doing?

"You may be seated!"

The surprised gaze flashed away, and Zhang Yong pointed to the tea table in front of him that was temporarily built with a few wooden sticks and said to Yang Ping.

His eyes swept over Meng Qiu and Wei Yan on Zhang Yong's side, and Yang Ping's heart was slightly cold, and he felt a throbbing inexplicably.

But at this time, you can't show other emotions, lest you lose your momentum.

After thanking him, Yang Ping sat squarely on the ground.

Several carefully selected small leaders around, such as Meng Qiu and Wei Yanzhiwei Zhang Yong, firmly guarded Yang Ping.

"What is the matter with the son of the world calling so-and-so! It can't really be just a cup of tea, right? ”

After drinking two teas in a row, Yang Ping still didn't find any clues from Zhang Yong's face, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"The leader of the big boss Qizhai, this qi-nourishing kung fu still needs to be practiced more."

Regarding Yang Ping's question, Zhang Yong did not reply positively, but only had an answer, and did not answer it.

Yang Ping's question... It can be said that the dominance of both sides has been thoroughly taught to him.

For the layout of the seven villages in the southeast of Lingling, Zhang Yong has a little more confidence in his heart.

"I don't need you to teach me how to act! If the prince has nothing else to say, Yang Ping will say goodbye! ”

After some impatience, Yang Ping also reacted.

Secretly mocked, after more than 20 years on the battlefield and countless bloody battles, in the end, his heart was not as good as that of a fledgling teenager?

"Master Yang, please stay!"

"If my guess is correct, Qizhai is short of food, right?"

"Yang Da's go... Maybe it's the way to live for tens of thousands of people in Qizhai! ”

Looking at Yang Ping, who got up and left, Zhang Yong did not let Meng Qiu and Wei Yan stop him, but just said a few words lightly at the moment when Yang Ping got on his war horse and planned to leave.

It sounds ethereal like a feather, but in Yang Ping's ears... It was so heavy that Yang Ping didn't dare to move a step, so he could only turn over and dismount, and honestly sat in front of Zhang Yong again.

"Name your terms!! How can I let go of the sons of Qizhai. ”

Yang Ping's roar was shocking, but... In the eyes of Zhang Yong, Meng Qiu, Wei Yan and others, it is somewhat of a stubble.

What do you mean by this? Yongke has never meant to be embarrassed by the Qizhai brothers.

It's just that now the situation is changing, Nanyang has become a place of right and wrong, although hiding in the mountains can be protected for a while, but it is difficult to last long, just want to show the owner of the village a clear way. ”

"Humph! Don't say it so nicely! If you Hanzhong Zhang have no ambitions, how can you meddle in the affairs of Nanyang! ”

"Bringing a certain person here, in the final analysis, is just to completely accept the power of Qizhai."

Although Yang Ping lacked confidence, he was not really stupid, and after pondering for a while, he also guessed Zhang Yong's plan.

Qizhai is poor, and it is still difficult to be full, so how can you say money.

can make Zhang Yong resist the desire to attack... There are only important places in Wuguan... And thousands of young people in Qizhai are only.

The people of Qizhai have lived in the mountains for a long time, and the old and young in the village have basically become resilient.

"Lord Yang Zhai has seen it thoroughly!"

Zhang Yong did not refute Yang Ping's sarcasm, but looked at Yang Ping's gaze with a little more appreciation.

In this situation, he still dares to make his voice heard, which proves that Yang Ping really has a bit of backbone.

"After the surrender of Qizhai, I hope that the prince will not use the sword in vain, if there are those who are unwilling to surrender, please give them a way to live."

Although he was a little annoyed by Zhang Yong's attitude, Yang Ping still made a decision in his heart, and he could only suppress the discomfort in his heart.

"Yes! After the surrender of Qizhai, the people of Qizhai are the people of the Zhang family in my Hanzhong, and Zhang Yong will definitely treat them equally. As for those who are unwilling to surrender, they will also be given dry rations and money to let them go. ”

Seeing Yang Ping loose, Zhang Yong's calm expression finally changed, and his words became a little more solemn.

"The people of Qizhai are all poor people, except for Qizhai... I have long been homeless, and after I came under Hanzhong... He also asked the prince to allocate fertile land and houses, so that they could have a place to return. ”

"Rest assured! That is, the people of Hanzhong will never favor one over the other. After pacifying the seven counties, I will set up new cities in Fangling and Xixian, and those who are willing to go to Hanzhong can move their families to them; Those who don't want to go to Hanzhong and are nostalgic for their homeland... You can also choose any of the seven counties, after all, these seven counties are now "ownerless" places. ”

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