In the past few days, Chen Cangcheng has always been shrouded in an aura of slaughter, and no one thought that it was originally just a battle between two teenagers, but it caused such a big twist and turn.

Da Liangzao almost demolished the Gan family's mansion with the soldiers who defended the city, not only was he angry in the Gan Mansion, but even punished Gan Mochou in public, but fortunately, Da Liangzao took care of the Gan family's face and did not send Gan Mochou to the official mansion. Otherwise, it will inevitably give rise to some unnecessary disputes.

Therefore, this matter has also become the talk of the people of Chen Cangcheng after tea and dinner, with some praising and some opposing. As for some of those who know what happened, they are silent about it.

In Gan's house, Gan Mochou was lying on the bed with a pale face, a graceful and extremely beautiful woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, constantly wiping her tears, and on the chair opposite the bed was a middle-aged man with a thin figure.

"Pity my son, at what age is he going to suffer this kind of punishment, that's a full twenty boards, it might as well be hit directly on me. How could he be so ruthless. The woman looked at Gan Mo's miserable appearance, and felt distressed for a while, and she was even more resentful of Wei Ying.

"You useless thing, your son has been beaten like this, you don't even dare to put a fart, you know that kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, spineless waste." The woman looked at the silent man, turned her head and scolded angrily.

The middle-aged man was also a little angry at the woman's angry reprimand, looked at the two and said, "That's Daliangzao!" Do you want your whole family to be beheaded? ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be angry, and when he saw that the woman did not refute, he continued to speak: "The ancients said that a loving mother has many defeated children, and for a cart of slaves, she not only openly bids with people in the market, but also instructs the guards at home to intercept and kill the young man, and finally someone finds her, what do you want me to do?" Did he also instruct the guards to drive out Daliangzao? ”

The man's words seemed to hit the woman's sore spot, the woman stood up, her originally beautiful face was angry, and she stretched out her hand and pointed at the middle-aged man and scolded: "You useless thing, why did I marry you such a wreck blindly, and you didn't want to get your son back when you were wronged, and you came to accuse me?" Could it be that in your heart, Mo Chou is not as good as that poor sour boy? ”

Gan Mochou looked at the two people arguing with a calm face, this kind of scene he has often seen since he was a child, and he has seen it a lot, so he is used to it. And it always turns out that the mother wins. At this time, he closed his eyes, thinking about how to deal with the mysterious boy, and thought in his heart that he must pay the price for that boy.

Sure enough, there was no surprise to Gan Mochou, and the middle-aged man finally failed to resist the woman's anger, and with a wave of his sleeves, he walked towards the door.

"Gan Mao, don't forget who made you where you are today." The woman looked at the man as he prepared to leave, and said something in a huff.

The man known as Gan Mao paused slightly, then walked out of the room.

"What a useless piece of waste." The woman scolded in a low voice again, and then sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Gan Mochou for a while.

"My poor boy, blame your father's shit, for making you suffer all these unwarranted disasters. Don't let me know that poor sour boy is there, or I'll kill him rather than live." A look of malice appeared on the woman's face.

"Mother, I knew you were the best." Gan Mochou turned his head to look at the woman, and there was finally a smile on his pale face.

"That's nature, you are a piece of meat for your mother, you don't hurt anyone." The woman carefully covered the quilt on Gan Mochou's body, and prepared to leave the place, she was going to ask someone to check the details of the poor sour boy.

After the woman left, a thin man with an obscene appearance walked into the room, cautiously walked to Gan Mochou's bed, and said with a flattering face: "Childe, our people have been prepared near Porbara City, there are more than 1,000 people in total, and we have received accurate news that the kid who dared to oppose Childe is also in Porbara City." ”

Hearing this, Gan Mochou was in good spirits, and finally waited for the news he wanted. In fact, a long time ago, he knew from some secret channels that the Rongdi tribe was about to launch an attack on the border of Qin. When he learned the news, he didn't believe it very much, but half a month ago, the spies he sent to find out the news finally brought back accurate news.

The news is true, and it is only a straggler of 2,000 men. This made Gan Mochou extremely excited. The hundreds of years of struggle between the Great Qin State and Rong Di almost scared them, and they were just a tribe of thousands of people, and I don't know where they got the courage.

I don't want to be able to repel these people with my own strength, just by participating, I can also get great benefits, not only to be able to make a name for myself in the Great Qin State in one fell swoop, but also to determine my position in the Gan family.

What about Gan Wuqian? After this incident, he did not put it in his own eyes.

"Do you know which barbarians are going to attack that city?" Gan Mochou raised his head and looked at the thin man with a flattering face.

"Return to the son, Linyuan City." The thin man whispered.

When Gan Mochou heard this, he raised his eyebrows, it was not the Fenyuan City he expected. Think about it, the city is heavily guarded, the ordnance and grain are sufficient, even if the city gate is closed, it can enter and hold out until the arrival of the army of the Qin State, and where are there still two thousand soldiers of the Qin State who have been through a hundred battles.

"What a lucky boy, there's always a way to clean you up in the future." Gan Mochou said viciously.

"Go and get the herald's guard." Gan Mochou commanded at the lewd man.

The lewd man bent down and left the room respectfully, and soon a guard wearing a black tights and a long sword at his waist walked into the room and knelt on one knee in front of Gan Mochou.

Gan Mochou took out a yellow jade pendant and a letter from under his pillow, handed it to the guard, and said, "Ride a fast horse and give these things to General Meng." ”

The guard respectfully took the jade pendant and the letter, and then left the room.

Gan Mochou lay on the bed, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The obscene-looking man walked out of Ganfu quickly, walked aimlessly down the street, walked to a corner of the street, nodded at a shouting vendor, and then left quickly.

The gathering place of the Rongdi tribe, the cold of the night does not seem to have much impact here, these grassland Erlang, who have long been accustomed to the cold weather, around the fire, roasting mutton, and from time to time there are a few laughs.

The sixteen leaders kept walking in front of the fires, constantly describing to everyone how majestic the city was, how abundant the food, grass and ordnance were inside, and how many women from large families could choose at will.

The prairie boys sitting around the fire were all moved by the words of the leaders, and their hearts continued to look forward to the benefits they could get after breaking through the cities.

The 30,000 prairie children are fully ready, and tomorrow is the day of the expedition, and it seems that they have been waiting for this day too long.

The middle-aged man who had lobbied the various tribes before wore thick fur coats and followed behind the leaders, but he ignored the steppe sergeants with shining-eyed eyes, although everything was ready, he was still a little uneasy.

After returning to the main tent, the leaders of the tribes began to raise their glasses as if the city had been captured. It's not that they're getting carried away, it's their confidence in the plan that the middle-aged man has proposed.

"Why don't you have a few more drinks, sir?" A burly tribal leader walked up to the middle-aged man with a cup.

"I don't know what's going on over there in Chen Cangcheng." The middle-aged man whispered.

"Sir, rest assured, the news will not leak out, and we have increased the number of soldiers patrolling around the camp, and even a bird will not be able to fly in." The burly man patted his chest and reassured.

Hearing the burly man's assurance, the middle-aged man raised his glass and swallowed the wine in the cup into his stomach in one gulp.

At this moment, a man who looked like a retinue walked into the tent, walked to the middle-aged man's side, and whispered something in his ear. Everyone noticed that the middle-aged man's face finally became a smile.

"Leaders, let us drink this cup to the fullest, and wish us to break through the city in one fell swoop tomorrow." The middle-aged man raised his glass and said loudly.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, all the leaders did not dare to slack off, and raised the wine glasses in their hands one after another, and drank them all.

At first, the leaders were always suspicious of the middle-aged man, but after hearing his plan and seeing what he had done, no one dared to underestimate him.

One step at a time, he is worthy of being a figure that the general of Wei relied on.

"Rest early, and tomorrow at sunrise will be the time for the army to depart." The middle-aged man clenched his fists at the leaders and left the huge tent.

"Childe, the news from Chen Cangcheng has spread, and a kid from the Gan family has mobilized an army of about a thousand, and it seems that he wants to ambush us." The attendant who had come to the tent before whispered.

"The mantis arm is just a car, just use their blood to stir up the bloody nature of these steppe barbarians who are about to disappear." The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a sneer.

"What's going on over there?" The middle-aged man asked casually.

"There's no news from there yet, but when the army leaves, he should get the news from there." The attendant replied in a low voice.

"Wei Ying, what can you do, I don't believe that you can conjure a heavenly soldier and a heavenly general, once you send troops to rescue ......" The middle-aged man did not continue, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty light.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the army to set off tomorrow, once it occupies the city of Xuanyuan, then several small cities around it must be in the bag, plus the internal and external cooperation with the general of the Wei State, the day of the destruction of the Qin State is not far away.

Although the middle-aged man walked out of the General's Mansion, representing the Wei State and Pang Jun, even if it was Pang Jun, it was impossible for him to be a famous teacher, and this was a war to prove himself and prove his status as a school.

Although a soldier cannot govern the country and secure the country, he can control the survival of a country.