Chapter 52: Tigers and wolves compete for new wounds
Under the north gate of Hucheng, Wang Fengyun rode a horse, a black armor halberd, gathered his white hair behind his head, and tied a hair towel on his forehead.
The king of the southwest village is Wang Fengyun's heart and soul baby, every batch of horses is screened out by Wang Fengyun, including his generals, that are all orders and prohibitions, well-trained soldiers, stand up to the lowest can be a captain, and some can even become generals.
Wang Fengyun proudly looked at the two thousand soldiers in front of him, most of them were surnamed Wang, and only a handful of the soldiers were widows and children.
In order to be cautious, Wang Fengyun specially explained that the cloth on the horse's feet was soaked with water in addition to three layers, just to reduce the maximum sound of horses' hooves.
Wang Fengyun thought of this, his heart was full of pride, as if he was more than ten years younger, his blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but be excited in his heart when he came to Fenzhou, and he was full of vitality that had been silent for a long time.
"General Wang, the subordinates have completed the inspection, and there are no missing problems" The young lieutenant stood in front of Wang Fengyun and respectfully worshiped the report
Among the more than 2,000 light horses, Wang Fengyun is the sky, and with this one, there is a light horse of the Wang family.
Wang Fengyun nodded slightly, looked at the guards behind him and said, "Open the door, remember the gap permission"
The personal soldiers have followed Wang Fengyun for many years, and they understand the reason for the order, and they have a very tacit understanding to open the door with the three guards inside the city wall.
Wang Fengyun turned the horse's head, and the two thousand disciples of the village soldiers behind turned over and turned over the horse neatly, the soft armor collided, and the longbow loaded with the arrow basket next to the horse was taken out and carried behind him.
Wang Fengyun saw that the city gate was open and a thin crack that could be ridden through, and with a slight force, the horse stepped forward in small steps, followed by rows of soldiers behind him.
At this moment, the king of the cottage did not know that the danger was coming quietly, so he only cared about one acre and three points of land, and did the final camp to clean up.
The south side of the gate is a Yangguan trail, the two mountains are majestic not to say, it is so steep that it can not be climbed, the widest distance of the trail can only be passed by three people side by side, the two mountains are endless, the spacious official road in the middle, all are the ancient road that goes up the mountain, the time is long, there is no people to trample on it, and the bushes grow wildly.
Just in the middle of the two mountains, under the dangerous and handsome mountains, many black shadows are busy, dressed up to cover, and shrubs are transplanted from the new, blocking their figures, there are many black shadows, roughly estimated that there are nearly a thousand people, the black shadow headed by one side is standing on one side, looking at the subordinates who are still tidying up on the other side, and asked anxiously: "The opposite side is too slow, blow the golden whistle"
Two or three figures stood behind him and hurriedly executed, and the golden whistle was dark.
The rhythm is fast and slow, up and down, just at the moment when the golden whistle blows, the scene in the dark night naturally cannot show weirdness, and more than a thousand figures freeze their figures, holding their breath and concentrating.
When the whistle ended, more than a thousand figures began to sort out the traps again, but the kung fu in their hands sped up a few points.
The king of Zhongshan Zhai and his entourage opened the gate on the south side of the camp, and a total of more than 5,000 people drove forward to open the way.
The king of the Zhongshan village is ordered, and the hundred horsemen who explored the road ran directly to it, and then turned back in the middle of the two mountains, but the centurion of the village soldiers led by him was afraid of the dark and afraid of accidents, and he had already turned back before he reached the middle section.
Although the king of Zhongshan Zhai does not know too much about marching and arranging, he also knows that the way to march is to miss people's hearts and human nature.
After the evacuation of the king of the cottage, standing on the high slope on the south side, he took a deep look at the small Hucheng in the distance, unwilling and remorse were intertwined in his heart, this time he also brought a total of more than 8,000 people to the village soldiers of the old house, and there were only nearly 4,000 people who could fight.
Retracted his eyes, looked at the Deng family camp not far away, broke his mouth and spat ruthlessly, and ran forward with the reins, grandma's, show off his power on Lao Tzu's territory, Lao Tzu will kill you, hehehe....
The king of the cottage left resolutely, it was impossible for the Deng family not to know, not only did they know, but it was also Deng Xinzhi who watched the long snake team of the king of the cottage go away, and turned around and left with an expressionless face.
Deng Xinzhi and Xun Liang Sun Xin turned around and walked down the wooden base and walked towards the central camp, Sun Xin's face was not good-looking at the moment, the camp of the king of Zhongshan was arranged by himself, and he could retreat before he could retreat but the peach was dying, not only secretly condescending to the geographical advantage, but even if the situation was unfavorable, he could go without worrying.
And the Deng family camp is not very good, go back to the old road in the east, go to the west is the Jedi, not to mention the north and south, even the most difficult thing now, is the food in the military emergency, two meals a day had to be reduced to two days and three meals, Sun Xin always pays attention to any situation in the camp, the Deng family army is unstable, the whole camp is uneasy, and there is a danger of bombing the camp at any time.
It is still sending out a large number of military idle people, reducing the number of people in the camp to more than 5,000 people, and this is still to put the able-bodied people on the stove to ensure the needs of daily life.
Fortunately, the gathering is fast, and it is worse than the king of the cottage in the middle of the hour, and it is almost time to gather the injured, sick and disabled.
Deng Xinzhi and the three of them walked into the camp tent, the former looked at the map of Fenzhou in front of them, the three of them have not been idle in the past few days, while busy guiding the retreat, while discussing where to retreat next, the best direction at present is to go east to the Purple Leaf Sect, cross the original Luozhen faction and the Zhongshan Cottage King through the junction, you can step into the territory of the Purple Leaf Faction, but the mountain road is narrow and not easy to walk.
Within three days, the disciples sent out to investigate the current situation in the land of Sanfu of the Luozhen Sect at this moment, and it was also clear that the huge banner of the word "Lang" had been planted on the city wall.
Xun Liang spent a lot of time ago, but he couldn't see the clouds, and at this moment, the power attached to the ocean was finally revealed.
But as a wise man, Xun Liang and Sun Xin played against each other, and felt that things were not so simple, and he felt that it was not a small place like Lang Guo that could swallow these three mansions in one bite, and it should be someone else who was secretly operating.
The two of them felt more than once that eastward expansion is a trap, and it is also a conspiracy, that is, you have nowhere to go, you must honestly drill into this trap, and a deep sense of powerlessness is pressed on the two, one is good at planning the overall situation and the other is good at being weird, but the calculation and thinking about the strategy are far from being the opponent of the people in the dark.
Deng Xinzhi is staring at the territory of Fenzhou at the moment, Deng Xinzhi at this moment is like a wounded wolf, or a hungry wolf looking at the east hungryly, the small Houjing Guodu, Liangcheng stayed for a moment, slowly turned to look at the two behind him, squinting and looking....