Ignoring how ugly these eyeliners looked at the moment, there was a smile on the corner of Foshan's mouth, he knew that the hussar general would soon be able to know the results of the competition, which was considered to have earned enough face for the master, and I was afraid that no one in the army would dare to say bad things about the master in front of him.

Not far away, in the camp, the hussar general could not help but be surprised when he heard that Foshan had won the victory easily.

"It's not that this person's kung fu is mediocre, how can he win?"

The subordinate didn't say much, and it was clear that the hussar general didn't want to hear what was going on, he was just too surprised.

"Forget it," the hussar general waved his hand irritably, "I heard early in the morning that Prince Jin is not a person to be messed with, this group of things who don't know what to do is tough, and now they even lose their lives!" ”

The subordinates resignedly agreed.

"Pass the order, put away all your thoughts for me, and serve this master well, don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, and if you cause anything, no one will help you carry it!"

The subordinates heard the words for a while, and hurriedly responded to the sound and took a step back to leave, thinking in their hearts that it was the same as what the hussar general said, as soon as the prince of Jin came, he didn't show up a few times before he came off the horse, no wonder he took the initiative to set up a competition, he should have guessed that Foshan would win.

In fact, there is no need for the hussar general to order, Foshan unexpectedly won the competition and beat people to death, Song Zhancheng naturally got the news early in the morning, and it was expected that Foshan Liwei came to tell him later.

Foshan insisted on coming to Song Zhancheng first, but the deputy general couldn't persuade him to let him go, and at the same time did not forget to call a military doctor to detoxify Foshan.

Foshan couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, that is, he didn't even think that he could win a big victory at the beginning, but he didn't think he could lose if he saw the meaning of the master, and he didn't mean to show off and invite merit, but he was happy.

"Master, Foshan is not dishonored, and it has defeated those soldiers!"

Foshan walked in with a big grin, and thought that Cheng Jingyun was still sleeping on the couch through the screen, so he deliberately lowered his voice, but the joy in his tone was about to overflow.

Song Zhancheng was looking at the express letter coming back from the front, and when he heard this, he responded with a smile, "Are you injured?" ”

Foshan touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "Bad luck, that person put a dark arrow on me, it is poisonous, it's not a big problem......

"If you don't take your life seriously, then it's okay, the war on the front line is urgent, and it is appropriate to send you to be a pioneer, so as not to waste your life here in vain."

Foshan has been by Song Zhancheng's side for so many years, if he can't hear the anger in Song Zhancheng's words, it will be in vain, and his brain understands that he knows that the master is caring about himself, so he hurriedly lowered his tone, his mood was clean, and he replied: "Foshan knows his mistake, and those few ruffians can't get any deadly poison, the deputy general has already found a military doctor for Foshan, and I will go to treat the wounds!" ”

Song Zhancheng let out a faint "um" and continued to lower his eyes to read the letter.

Zhang Tianshi disappeared for a long time, Song Zhancheng was helpless, Cheng Jingyun's condition dragged on again and again, and the less time she spent sobering, the more panicked Song Zhancheng became.

No one knows Cheng Jingyun's origin better than her, and no one knows better than him how much he panics that he can't do anything about her and can't keep her.

The current situation is becoming more and more difficult, the situation on the front line is not so urgent, but the additional holy decrees in the rear force Song Zhancheng to move forward. Although he will not be affected outside, the prince's eyeliner is not dry, and he is ambushed around him at any time.

Song Zhancheng stared at the candle flame that was quietly emitting white smoke and sighed a long sigh.

Not surprisingly, Song Zhancheng didn't stay in the tent for a few days, and the holy decree from the capital fell in front of Song Zhancheng like a command. Song Zhancheng respectfully accepted the order, but his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Master?"

Song Zhancheng shook his head, "The whole army is reorganized, and we will set off tonight." ”

Foshan wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he only said: "Yes!" ”

The emperor wrote in his own hand, accusing the Prince of Jin of delaying the war because of a woman's cholera military heart, ignoring the urgency of the war on the front line, and hyped up the search for a heavenly master to cure the demon girl.

This is a half-truth and a half-false, Song Zhancheng has a hard time arguing, and besides, the mountain is high and the road is far away, so he naturally won't think about saying anything to refute before going to the saint.

Now that he has left Beijing, the prince's faction will naturally not let go of this great opportunity, delve into the sacred heart, and slowly obliterate it, Song Zhancheng had already guessed that there would be this day.

Song Zhancheng will not panic, but Cheng Jingyun is alone in the army, and he is really not at ease.

Foshan naturally thought of this, as a prince, he naturally had to set an example, this battle was inevitable, and Miss Cheng was bound to be unattended.

"Master, if we leave, what should Miss Cheng do? She's in a ...... situation now I'm afraid it's not optimistic. ”

"I sent my cronies to stay, and you will stay in Foshan when you arrive, so be sure to ensure her safety."

"Foshan understands."

At night, Song Zhancheng gathered the 5,000 cavalry that had been ready to go, and left from the east gate, and the hussar general was not in the column, but only sent a few generals in the army to follow.

On the march to fight, he never believed that the prince who grew up in the palace and could only talk on paper could compare to them these iron-blooded soldiers who fought for their lives on the battlefield, for this support, he did not report any hope, but as a general, it was impossible to watch his subordinates die in vain, and he could only add his own cronies to assist him.

Song Zhancheng didn't know what the hussar general thought of himself, so he walked all night, and just stopped down a hundred miles from the front line, he intercepted the news of the front line halfway.

"Report, three teams of our army were trapped in Yunshui Pass, surrounded and suppressed by the enemy, and suffered heavy losses!"

This news shocked the morale of the army, and everyone couldn't wait to set off immediately to support, Song Zhancheng naturally couldn't delay any longer, but it was necessary to arrange the battle plan well, and blindly stepping forward could only wipe out the whole army.

He summoned a few lieutenant generals accompanying him, laid out a map in the main camp, and buried himself in explaining his plan, not forgetting to observe the faces of several people present.

"There are mountains on both sides of Yunshui Pass, the mountains are sandwiched, easy to defend and difficult to attack, if you easily enter, it is easy to fall into a passive situation, first of all, we must occupy the high ground, create a favorable situation, and then implement counter-encirclement and suppression."

"Anti-encirclement?" The first soldier shook his head slightly and hesitated: "But we don't know the enemy's military situation, we don't know the enemy's specific position, and we don't even know the enemy's soldiers?" How to counter encirclement and suppression? Our fighters are trapped again, and they can't escape easily......"

Song Zhancheng looked back calmly and said: "This is easy to do, I have already sent someone to find out, the enemy soldiers are no more, no less, just five thousand, our support this time also has five thousand soldiers, plus the three armies trapped at this time, the number is superior, at that time, the use of the terrain inside and outside the attack, very sure of it, eight points is not lacking." ”

"The prince has such a big breath, the battlefield is changing rapidly, the news is true and false, how can the prince be sure that the news is reliable? If the enemy country uses this news to trap us, how will the prince get out of the predicament when the time comes? I'm not very sure, these eight points, I think it's enough to choke. ”