Rain, evening, after evening.

Suddenly there was a noise in the silent Nanying military tent.

"What are you arguing about!" A rough shout came from the Chinese army's tent.

"General Li, it's raining!" The soldiers rushed out of the tents, stripped naked, and flung their arms in the rain to celebrate and cheer wildly. At this time, the Nanda camp was full of high emotions that had not been seen for a long time.

Li Ping (Zi Ziyuan) couldn't hide the joy in his heart, he didn't even bother to take off his armor, and ran quickly to Han Yu's Chinese army camp tent.

"General!" Li Ping, who had just arrived at the door of the tent of the Chinese military camp, had no time to report the good news, but was stopped by the guards and guards.

"General Li stopped, and the general had just fallen asleep. If there is any military situation, please allow us to communicate first. ”

Li Ping, who was in a high mood, was just about to swing the arms of the soldiers, and suddenly realized that in order to wait for this heavy rain, Han Yu had not closed his eyes much for three days and three nights. Thinking of this, Li Ping took out his right hand and put it on the soldier's shoulder, and laughed: "When the general wakes up, you two tell the general that his plan is done!" After saying that, Li Ping laughed and turned to leave. Grandma's! The mother who has been aggrieved for half a month, and has been scolded by the Southern Barbarians and the Yue soldiers for half a month, can finally clean them up now! ”

Looking at Li Ping's distant back, the two soldiers looked at each other and smiled at each other as if they had tacit understanding.

Li Ping, who returned to the military camp, paced back and forth excitedly, his eyes turned to the sand table in front of him from time to time. Excitement overflowed his face, and he was about to simulate the practice of combat on the sand table, but he was suddenly distracted by a hurried voice.

"General Ziyuan!" The person who came was dressed in light blue large-leaf bronze armor, with a tiger-shaped body, bright eyes and thick eyebrows, and a three-inch-long scar mark on the lower jaw was particularly eye-catching.

"Brother Zhiqing!" Faced with the sudden visit of Ouyang Han, the right general of Nanying, Li Ping could not hide his joy, and quickly stepped forward to take Ouyang Han's hand and lead him to the sand table, and explained the counteroffensive tactics endlessly.

"Ziyuan!" Ignoring Li Ping's excitement, Ouyang Han hurriedly interrupted. "A heavy rain doesn't change anything at all!"

"What?" Li Ping withdrew his hand back from the sand table, and his waist was full of suspicion.

"You sit down first!" Ouyang Han motioned for Li Ping to sit on the blue wooden chair beside him. "Everyone in the world says that the young general worships me as the commander of the Great Xu Nanying, but he relies on the favor of the first emperor and the legendary "Military Priest's Sacrifice Wine Strategy"! That's why in the past five years, the southern battalion has been trained to become a 'Tsing Yi soldier' on the southern border of Weizhen! ”

"What's wrong with that?" Li Ping spread out his hands and asked with a suspicious face.

"Here's the problem!" Ouyang Han slowly adjusted his sitting posture, frowned and explained, "I, the Xu Kingdom, belong to the north in this Central Plains. The first emperor Xu Wude Emperor relied on the Pingliang Thirteen Cavalry to start his business, defeated the North Korean Guo Rang's invincible 'Beifu Black Cavalry' in ten years, occupied 42 cities in eight counties in the north of the Central Plains, and established the country as Xu. It's a pity that the first emperor didn't start a business and the middle way collapsed, leaving the young emperor. In order to protect the foundation of Da Xu, he established the 'Four Battalions' to guard the eastern, western, southern, and northern borders of Daxu respectively, so as to resist the Central Plains countries and barbarian forces. Three of the thirteen horsemen who followed him were assigned to guard the town: Dongying Bai Ang (font first), Xiying Zhou Bang (character Baning), and Beiying Chuyan (character Bo'an). These three people all have the courage of ten thousand people, but only our Nanying commander, General Xiaozhi, is not only physically weak, but he is not even good at riding a horse and archery, charging into battle. But the first emperor still entrusted him with a heavy responsibility. What do you think makes sense? After Ouyang Han finished speaking, he leaned back and looked at Li Ping with his eyes like a torch.

"What do you say have to do with our general, Nanying and this battle?"

Ouyang Han raised his head, his eyebrows were full of sorrow, and he sighed, "Our Daxu cavalry is powerful in the Central Plains, but the climate in the south is humid and muggy, and the general gives up the cavalry and cultivates bows and crossbows in line with the southern climate, which is not wrong in itself." However, the southern Yue country is based on rattan armor soldiers, and our bows and crossbows are not close at all. Today, the Yue Kingdom is entangled in the southern barbarian invasion, with a total of 200,000 troops, and the general waits for half a month, wanting to rely on the strategy of flooding to break the enemy in one fell swoop. But he ignored the fact that the two armies are now facing each other, the camps of both sides are located in the area of the valley, the valley is rugged and twists and turns, although we are condescending, but once the aqueduct enters the canyon, it will definitely cause the canyon mud and rock collapse, how can our army survive? ”

"What Zhiqing is worried about should not be as simple as our army being defeated, right?" Seeing the grievances on Ouyang Han's face, Li Ping felt a little unable to sit still, so he simply straightened up and shouted at Ouyang Han, "You won't be afraid of death, right?" ”

Ouyang Han frowned deeply, and sighed on his back: "The soldiers are already glorious for dying on the battlefield and being shrouded in horse leather. What's more, without a general, how can the two of us and Nanying be majestic today? I'm just worried about the Great General. The saint is young, and now he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the power of the court is still controlled by the Empress Dowager Feng, Yulin Zhonglang Feng Tai (the word Guorui) and a group of cronies! all know that the general is weak, not good at riding horses and archery, and can't even open an ordinary bow and crossbow, and they already have a lot of complaints about the position of the commander of the general's Nanying. If we are deposed in the name of defeat, our southern camp will definitely be doomed, and the Yue Kingdom can take this opportunity to attack the Beijing division from southern Xinjiang. In the face of this invulnerable 200,000 rattan armor soldiers, how will I, Xu Guo, resist? ”

"Although the general is weak, he can't charge into battle like the commander of the three battalions. However, the general was courageous, good at planning, and led the troops to govern the army in a good way. In three days, he destroyed the Nanban Yi Wang Shuguda tribe, pacified the 50,000 rebels of Nangou State, and killed Wen Ruo, a famous general of Yue State...... You and I know these feats very well. In only five years, he trained the South Camp into the second largest battalion after the East Camp. What else do you and I need to worry about? ”

Ouyang Han shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm just worried about this!" The world said that he led his troops to fight and relied on the legendary "Military Priest's Sacrifice Wine Policy". According to legend, this book is the military book left by Guo Jia, a strategist under Cao Cao, Emperor Wu of Wei, who can unify the Central Plains if he gets it! Who wouldn't remember such a strange book? What's more, the general himself is weak, but he was able to train the southern camp into a 'Tsing Yi soldier' that shocked southern Xinjiang in five years. It even exacerbates the possibility of the legend of the Book of War! Do you think that whether it is a political struggle in the court or a personal desire, will the general and our Nanying have a good life? ”

Hearing Ouyang Han's words, Li Ping suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of blood in his heart. He was speechless for a while, and sat on the chair blankly.

The rain outside the tent became heavier and heavier, but the cheers of the soldiers rose higher and higher, and never subsided. Accompanied by Nanying's jubilant atmosphere, there was only Ouyang Han's bitter sigh and Li Ping's silence......