Guo Yang's tent is in a forest, which is condescending, and you can see the grasslands and hills within a radius of 100 miles.

The pigeons flew around, looking very busy, and Guo Yang also stayed awake all night, and in his tent, three sheep fat torches were beeping and burning, and it was quiet.

He carefully flipped through the parchment maps and consulted them repeatedly, and from time to time he raised his face in thought.

Anu, Ajiu, Atu and others were all sent out, scattered in the grasslands, deserts, and Gobi deserts, constantly moving, and dealing with the mongrels who coveted 8,000 war horses.

Only Amu and Wang Huzi remained by Guo Yang's side.

Amu thought that Guo Yang's tent was dull, so he lifted the king's beard in the urn and basked in the sun on a hillside.

Wang Huzi had long lost his human form, and most of his fat had been consumed, reshowing the original rather angular image of a bandit.

However, in his eyes, there is only grief and fear, where is there still a trace of heroism in the past!

"Brother Wang Huzi, tell me, will your new master think of another bad idea and set us up?" Amu basked in the sun for a while, a little bored, plucked a dog's tail grass, and kept playing with the eyebrows, nose and ears of the king's beard.

The king's beard was pickled in a large urn, and he could not speak, but nodded again and again.

Amu is a mad dog he can't afford to provoke, and if he doesn't agree with him, he will torture him in a way to entertain the boring days on the grassland.

The prairie is indeed a bit boring, empty, and smelly, and if it weren't for the occasional eagle gliding slowly on the heights, a rabbit hiding in the grass in terror and shivering, and the smell of wildflowers intoxicating, Amu would have thought that he had entered a still space, like eternity.

"Master is an old fox, your new master of Zhou Dog is also an old fox, Brother Wang Huzi, tell me, which old fox is more powerful?" Amu looked at Wang Huzi and asked seriously.

Wang Huzi had a bitter face, opened his empty mouth, and called twice, which means that Lao Tzu has no tongue, you ask a fart.

"Oh, look at my memory! I knew I wouldn't cut your tongue, Amu still has a chatter, alas, a mistake. Amu said with some annoyance.

Wang Huzi had already turned over the eighteen generations of Amu's ancestors hundreds of times in his heart, and at this moment, he couldn't wait to breathe fire in his eyes.

"Holy shit, you're glaring at me again, believe it or not I'm going to gouge out one of your eyeballs?" Amu suddenly turned his face, took out a small knife, and pasted it on Wang's beard.

Wang Huzi shook his head vigorously, struggled, and even squeezed out a few tears, looking at Amu with pleading eyes.

"Forget it, gouge out your eyeballs, and you won't be able to see me clearly, in that case, you won't remember what I look like." Ah Mu was a little frustrated, put away the knife, and walked towards Guo Yang's tent with the king's beard.

It's time to eat, recently Amu is in charge of Guo Yang's food, and he has to go to stew mutton.

……

The mutton was finally stewed, and Amu honestly took a large plate and walked into Guo Yang's tent.

Guo Yang was standing in front of a sheepskin map, frowning and pondering, as if there was something difficult to decide.

"Master, eat first." Amu said softly.

"Hmm." Guo Yang put his hands behind his back and took a step forward, getting closer to the map.

"Master, what is there to see on this map, let's eat first and taste Amu's craftsmanship." Amu said with a grin.

Guo Yang snorted and scolded: "You guy, marching and fighting, not looking at the map is equivalent to being blind, no information transmission is equivalent to being deaf, blind and deaf, you are a fart." ”

"I understand all these things that Master said, Amu just can't stay in the tent. Come on, come on, eat first, and taste my finger lamb. Amu laughed.

"The steppe people eat mutton, who doesn't catch it by hand? It's just that you're famous. Guo Yang shook his head with a smile, and finally took his eyes off the map and walked to the wooden couch to sit.

"Master, you don't know this, the grassland people eat mutton, it is true that they grasp it with their hands, but it is just grasping and eating, let me say, it is better to call it hand-torn mutton." Amu said a little unconvinced.

"Then try your finger lamb." Guo Yang smiled, reached out and grabbed a lamb rib, and his face changed slightly.

There are quite a lot of ideas for this Amu ghost, and the mutton is indeed a bit of a doorway, more refreshing and mellow, and less mutton is fishy, which is indeed different from those grassland people's white water stew sprinkled with a handful of salt.

Guo Yang hesitated, opened his mouth and tore it, and suddenly felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, and the corners of his mouth were oily, but it was not greasy.

"Rotten but not meaty, fat but not greasy, tender and soft, but quite chewy, not bad. How is this finger lamb made? Guo Yang tasted it, praised it, and asked casually.

"Of course I can't tell you, Master, you won't let me stay by my side if you learn it." Amu said with a grin.

"You...... Well, then eat meat first. Guo Yang chewed heavily, and Amu wasted no time in handing over a small knife and filling the two bronze jukes.

"What are you going to do with that king's beard?" Guo Yang took a sip of wine and asked.

"When his new master comes to the grassland, I'll give that dog day a gift, what else can I do." Amu laughed.

"How can you be sure that Yan Guozi will come to the grassland?" Guo Yang asked.

"I don't know if he's coming, but his doglegs are definitely coming." Amu chewed the mutton in his mouth, poured a large jue of wine, and said vaguely.

"Why?" Guo Yang asked.

"It's very simple, he is in a hurry to expand his territory, so he has to fight on three sides, the remnants of Dongyi are almost dead now, but the land of Liaodong is too fertile, it is strange that he is not moved. In addition, the various tribes of the grassland have been fighting for many years, and the ghost side Beirong has retreated back to the depths of the grassland to recuperate, which is the best opportunity for the Yan Kingdom. I don't know what others think, but if I were the son of Yan Guo, the first thing I would definitely do was to get a cavalry quickly. ”

Amu ate meat and drank wine at the same time, and the analysis was also in place, Guo Yang couldn't help but nod slightly.

"By the way, Master, I have also thought about the things that Wang Huzi of the dog day explained, and I think there is one thing that is very important." Amu continued.

"Tell me about it." Guo Yang said gently.

He said that most of the caravan's profits in the past few years have gone into the pockets of Childe Jike, and moreover, it was changed hands by a mysterious person. Who could that mystery figure be? It was a huge fortune, and according to Wang Huzi, it was almost enough to form a cavalry army. Amu said.

"Wait...... A lot of money, to be able to form a cavalry corps? Guo Yang said suddenly, stood up suddenly, and stepped in front of the map in three or two steps.

Amu was a little stunned, grabbed the meat with one hand, took the wine with the other, and brought the unkempt head over.

"Cavalry...... According to the regulations of the Zhou people, the expansion of the army by the vassal states they divided must go through layers of review, especially chariots and cavalry, which are even more taboo. Well, this cavalry ...... It can only be ......" Guo Yang's finger slid lightly on the sheepskin map, and finally, stopped in the Yanshan area.

There, it was once the place where Guo Yang was entrenched.

Yes, it is Tianshui Village.

Sure enough, the two dog things actually played a lamp under the black!

Since Guo Yang's people retreated to the grassland in a large area, Tianshui Village has slowly become a sad place for everyone, and no one wants to mention it, even thirty young people who are descendants of merchants, such as Ah Jiu, Ah Tu, Ah Mu, and Ah Jin, are rarely willing to think about it, where Guo Yang once gave them their home.

The people who Guo Yang scattered out stared at those vassal states and Wang Huzi, but they didn't go to monitor Tianshui Village, because everyone still didn't want to think about how bad that former home was. Of course, it doesn't seem to be very good now.

"Amu, who is in charge of the area closest to Tianshui Village?" Guo Yang asked suddenly.

"Tianshui Village? What does it have to do with Tianshui Village? Amu asked in amazement.

"Contact the person closest to Tianshui Village and investigate as quickly as possible. In addition, let all the military intelligence speed feedback in the Yanshan area, especially about cavalry, not be missed. Guo Yang quickly issued several orders.

"Yes, Master." Amu promised, turned around and walked out of the tent quickly.

"Hey, hey, play this hand for Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu chopped off your dog's paw first. Guo Yang stared at the map and said with a sneer.

……

The news soon came, Tianshui Village really became the place where the prince of Yan Guo Ke was stationed, and he was completely disguised as a bandit, and went out to loot from time to time. What is especially strange is that every time the "encirclement and suppression" of the Yan army failed, a large amount of salt, weapons, grain, horses and other materials were lost.

Next, some news came in a row, the Yan cavalry hiding in Tianshui Village first dispersed, three by two, and entered the Mobei grassland in the form of thieves, and then lost their news.

The grassland is too big, Guo Yang does not have enough manpower, even if there are pigeons to transmit information, there is nothing that can be done.

However, now that he knew that the dog day was coming, Guo Yang naturally began to think of a way to deal with it. To be honest, if it weren't for Amu's words to remind Guo Yang, he would still be staring thoughtfully at the pile of enemies in front of him.

In addition, two strange pieces of news came from Anu's side, which made Guo Yang suddenly happy.

The three thousand tiger army of the Jin State approached the border of Zhongshan State, eyeing the tiger, and could launch a thunderous blow at any time; Rumors spread in the territory of Yan that in order to expand his power as soon as possible and fight against the Son of Heaven of the Zhou people, Yan Gongzi Ke quietly formed a cavalry corps.

Two messages, Anu sent them once, and Guo Yang understood at a glance that this was his suspicion that the two things were done by the same person. The goal is obvious, that is, the old fox Jinguo, who has always sought victory in stability.

"It's kind of interesting." Guo Yang looked at the map for a while, and finally walked out of the tent.

At noon, the grassland was peaceful, two black horses were grazing on the hillside in the distance, and a group of geese were flying south.

"Autumn has arrived." Guo Yang rubbed his temples, half-squinted his eyes, and looked at the southeast direction for a long time.

"Master, are you finally willing to come out and bask in the sun?" Amu came from a distance carrying a large urn, and the beard in the urn was half of his face covered with snot and tears, and he didn't know how he tossed it again.

"Amu...... It's time to give this gift. Seeing this, Guo Yang frowned slightly.

"Ready to act?" When Amu heard this, he immediately became excited, and he was suffocated by these days.

"Well, there are some eagles on the grassland, do you know what to do?" Guo Yang said with a smile.

"Eagle? Master, why didn't you say it earlier, Amu is a good hand at boiling eagles and harriers, and Brother Ajiu admires me very much for this! Not to mention, boiling an eagle is much more fun than boiling people, haha, Master, hurry up and say, where is the eagle? Amu dropped the big urn, walked over quickly, and asked excitedly.

"Guests from the east." Guo Yang said with a smile.