Of course, the old marquis Guo Xiao will be angry. He thought that this middle-aged scribe who was full of tactics in the art of war was a strange man like Mr. Feng Xiao, and he even had the intention of self-examination. I didn't expect this sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked scribe to set the tone so high, but in fact he was just a rhetorical person, wasting his feelings in vain.

It's not that his "divisive plan" is outrageous, this is also the traditional strategy of provoking the opponent's civil strife before the war, or at least provoking the enemy's generals to disagree, and successful examples in history are not uncommon. It can be said to be an excellent means of small investment and large results, and the advance preparation work is not complicated.

However, although this counter-plan is good, you must also identify the target. If it were an ordinary general, it would be fine, but this time the central figure of the place was Yan Chongwu, the commander of the Flying Bear Army! Isn't that tantamount to giving a bribe to the God of Wealth? It's not that Yan Chongwu himself is rich, but the conditions that a person of his status can offer are far beyond his own ability.

First of all, Yan Chongwu is the most outstanding of the Yan children of this generation. Now in his thirties, he is strong and dark-skinned, has superb martial arts, and has a natural sensitivity for affairs in the army. So most of the favor he is receiving now is fought back with his real skills.

Of course, Yan Chongwu's martial arts are fundamentally different from Shen Gui's martial arts. To put it simply, Yan Chongwu pays attention to the military formation kung fu that opens and closes. The accuracy of the main attack and the strong bow and crossbow are very high in terms of saving strength and continuous combat ability. In terms of moves, it pays attention to a simple and fast, often when the two horses are wrong, the victory or defeat is already known. After all, in the chaotic battlefield, the chance of being able to live three moves with the same person is very small, and there is no way to talk about any moves, dismantling moves, and martial arts cultivation.

And Shen Gui's martial arts pay attention to the smoothness and concealment of the moves; or like Bai Heng and Bai Wenyan, a move that breaks through thousands of thousands; Or like Yue Haishan during the "Black Moon Lao" period, the ruthless outlaw fighting style of exchanging injuries for lives. If you use the martial arts of the rivers and lakes to fight on the battlefield, you will not die of exhaustion, but you will also end up with thousands of arrows.

To put it simply, the martial arts in the army pay attention to the actual effect on the battlefield, while the martial arts of the rivers and lakes pay attention to the internal and external cultivation of individuals, and the two must not be confused.

And Yan Chongwu, the first young general in Youbei, although his skin is a little dark, but his character is pure and brave and good at fighting, even Emperor Xuande Yan Hunt sighed more than once: If Chongwu is my own son of Yan Hunt, how good it would be.

He is now in military power, and after the age of forty, it is already a sure thing to add a royal title. Will such a hero of the world be accused of a traitor for the sake of some yellow and white things? It can also be thought that even if the crown prince Yan Tian may betray Youbei Sanlu, he Yan Chongwu will definitely not!

is such a stupid trick, and the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked army master also made an attitude that everyone is drunk and I am sober, which is really ridiculous and generous.

At the same time, Yan Chongwu in Jincheng was carrying bags of sacks to the granary. His dark and sturdy body, with small hills bulging high on his body, and dense beads of sweat shining on his beautiful muscles. In this early spring season, the turban he had wrapped before work was rising like smoke.

"Little Hou Ye, you said that our Li Xiang is still quite interesting! Recently, the price of grain has been rolling upward, and I thought we would have to be hungry for a while, but the grain and grass were actually distributed in full. It seems that those old men in the capital are not all insatiable wine bags and rice bags! ”

Behind Yan Chongwu, a shirtless, short man in military trousers, also carrying a sack on his shoulder, followed Yan Chongwu and muttered. And behind him, there were a few men carrying sacks, and they all echoed this when they heard this. Yan Chongwu, who was walking in front, tilted his neck and rubbed those tempting and itchy beads of sweat onto the sack he was carrying on his shoulder, and his tone was a little low:

"You're thinking too beautifully. In the past, whether it was food, grass and ordnance, or our brothers' salaries, it would be fast to delay the distribution for half a year! Why drag? Isn't it the prime minister of the merchant who took it to earn a seasonal difference? And what do you think is a good thing about this rare punctual allocation of food? ”

"If someone gives late money, you want to scold someone, and when you are on time, you say that it is not a good thing...... I said, little marquis, you are too difficult to serve! ”

Yan Chongwu unloaded the sack into the granary, wiped the sweat on his body casually, turned around and walked to the grain truck, still explaining in his mouth:

"As for our Li Xiangye, the bones are all made of silver and copper, and he can be regarded as the first person in the world who can settle accounts. This time, he allocated grain so happily that he didn't even make any money from the difference in grain prices for the spring famine, and there was only one reason I could think of - that is, there was going to be a war. And this battle must be extremely dangerous, I'm afraid that my Youbei Third Road may also be destroyed with one move. Although Li Deng is a businessman, he understands better than anyone else that a rich businessman who does not have the protection of a strong army, no matter how rich he is, is like a child walking on the street with a gold ingot. As the saying goes, this Chunjiang plumbing duck prophet, although this war has not yet begun, it is he, a big businessman, who first wakes up! ”

The guards behind him who helped carry the grain and grass were all confused, but they still nodded yes. has followed their own generals for many years, and they have long developed the habit of looking forward to Yan Chongwu. After everyone finished carrying the grain and grass, Yan Chongwu wiped his sweat and shouted to the soldiers around him:

"Let's go wash up first, there are enough stewed pork and flatbread tonight, and it's all open for me to eat!"

The surrounding soldiers cheered after hearing the general's order, but a few veterans walked up to Yan Chongwu worriedly and asked in a low voice:

"Master Hou, are you about to start a war with Beiyan?"

Yan Chongwu was stunned for a moment when he heard their question, and then scolded these veterans with a smile:

"Who said that? Oh, I see! You, this soldier has made you slippery! Today is not a good day, nor is it a festive season, and there is no happy event to celebrate. However, today's food and salary of the Flying Bear Army have been allocated in full time, and we have never experienced such a generous life in our lives. Whoever has to eat dumplings for the New Year, I am in charge of the little marquis, and I will show the brothers the meat today! But let's say it first, this stewed meat pancake is enough, you can eat as much as you want, but there are two rules we have to explain in advance: this is not allowed to spoil the grain; Second, don't drink alcohol! ”

After saying that, he scratched his sweat-soaked pants, turned to a few guards, and said:

"Hurry up and wash it, we're all spoiled. After all the washing, let the officers above the partial general come to my tent, and let's talk about the defense deployment in the next few days. ”

Several people dispersed in a hurry after answering the order, whistling and taking a shower.

At the same time, a handsome boy came to the west gate of Jincheng. When the two soldiers guarding the city saw his dress, they immediately wondered: the current situation is extremely tense, and the rich families in Jincheng have already moved their families. At present, the people who remain in Jincheng are either old, weak, sick and disabled, or poor and lazy people who live one day at a time, and I, the city gatekeeper, have not seen any strangers enter the city for many days.

Now the young man in front of him is dressed luxuriously, with a white sheathed long sword straddled at his waist, and a short and sturdy war horse with no miscellaneous hair behind him.

Not to mention anything else, this war horse alone is no longer a rare treasure that can be measured by gold and silver.

Why did such a rich boy come to Jincheng, a small border city that was about to be engulfed in war, in such a tense situation? With puzzled eyes, the two soldiers waved their hands and let them go.

Shen Gui led the horses and walked slowly into this deserted and empty Jincheng. This small border city is originally a medium-sized goods transit city, so both sides of the street, whether it is a private house or a horse shed, have been converted into a shop warehouse for rent. Now in such a turbulent situation, it is natural that the building is empty.

Whether it is a restaurant or an inn, whether it is a teahouse or a shop, at this time, the doors and windows are closed and there is no trace of popularity; There are even many shops that have not closed at all, and looking at the appearance, you can understand that the owner of this shop has no confidence in the war that Youbei is about to face.

The streets were messy and deserted, and the horseshoes of the thieves behind Shen Gui could be heard echoing on the stone road. Shen Gui felt as if he was in a ghost town, and he couldn't help but start beating drums in his heart.

Shen Gui carefully recalled the city defense map of Jincheng, and went around to the civilian residential area of Beicheng, wanting to find a local resident to inquire about the situation; Unexpectedly, except for the thin and withered old man and child, there was not a single adult man in the entire Jincheng.

The atmosphere that permeated this brocade city was not as busy and tense as before the war, but more like a bleak scene after the defeat. Shen Gui looked at the people of Jincheng who were looking at him from a distance, their faces were full of defense, sighed and did not step forward, but walked towards the direction of Jincheng Mansion by himself.

Shen Gui led the horses unhurriedly to the gate of the mansion, the soap official who was supposed to be on duty at the door was nowhere to be seen at this time, the front of the mansion was wide open, and the chaos in the courtyard was unobstructed. Just when Shen Gui thought that the government was also a person who went to the yakong and was about to leave, a woman's miserable scream came from the back hall:

"Don't you, sir!"

Shen Gui didn't care about tying up the thief, and ran directly into the back hall of the mansion. I saw an adult wearing the prefect's official uniform with his hair and bare feet, holding an unopened sword of pressed books, pointing at a fair woman:

"Gu, as a parent of Jincheng, can't repay the king's kindness, and can't protect the people of a city, so what face do you have to see my Gu family's ancestors and ancestors? Good wife, you go on the road first, and your husband is here in a flash. ”

After speaking, the prefect of Jincheng, Lord Gu, stabilized his arms, gritted his teeth, and shouted:

"Holy! Gu Hui, the prefect of Jincheng, Gu Ziyu, and the lady of the inner hall, Huang, are loyal to the saint and the people of Youbei! ”

As he spoke, he raised his sword and went forward, but the prefect's wife, Huang, who was still shouting for help just now, didn't say a word at this time, just closed her eyes tightly and tilted her head, looking at this appearance, she obviously had accepted her fate.

"Slow...... Make move! ”