In the fog, Yan Wuji seemed to hear someone calling him, probably because of the hurried journey for several days, his tired body was already a little overwhelmed, and he actually fell asleep like that on the boat.

"General Yan?" That voice sounded again, a little familiar, but Yan Wuji, whose head was still in a state of chaos, couldn't remember it for a while.

Yan Wuji rubbed his eyes a little worried, grabbed the side of the boat and stood up, a confused face appeared in front of his eyes, Yan Wuji shook his head vigorously, and let his loose eyes have a focus, so that he could see the person in front of him clearly.

"Song Tao? Why are you here? ”

This person is Song Tao, who was sent by Qiu Xin to deliver the letter to Yaoguan some time ago, originally he was going to return to Xiema Town immediately after reporting the news, but unfortunately when he walked to Dingping, he was told that Xiema Town had been besieged by Humeng, and he couldn't go back alone.

After staying in Caiguan for another two days, Song Tao always felt that he was up and down, so today he asked for orders to return to Dingzhou to inquire about the situation, just when he was about to leave Caiguan by boat, he saw several small boats coming in from outside, originally he didn't know who it was, because Yan Wuji was lying in the boat, and when he got closer, he found that it was him, and he was both excited and had a bad premonition.

"Where is the marshal, take me to him quickly." Although it was an old acquaintance, Yan Wuji didn't have the heart to sit down with him and chat for a while, because of the situation in Xiema Town, he really couldn't wait.

Song Tao shook his head, for a junior colonel of his level, he was not qualified to apply to meet Yan Hu, and the person who usually docked with him was just a general in charge of intelligence matters.

Yan Wuji naturally understood this, nodded at Song Tao, and showed that he didn't mind, "Don't leave yet, wait for us together, the situation in Xiema Town is very bad now." ”

After speaking, Yan Wuji looked at a lieutenant behind Song Tao and said, "Please settle these brothers for me, we are all running all the way from Xiema Town, and our bodies are really tired." ”

The lieutenant hugged his fists, turned around and exchanged a few words with Yan Wuji's guards, and after Yan Wuji nodded, he led a few people to leave first.

"You ......"

"I'll go with you."

Yan Wuji was about to ask Song Tao where he was waiting for him, but Song Tao answered first, Yan Wuji hesitated, then nodded with a smile: "Go!" ”

When the soldier came to report, Yan Hu was discussing with the quartermaster in charge of baggage logistics about the supply and transportation of baggage after the army, after all, the soldier had enough to eat before he had the strength to go into battle to kill the enemy.

There are two main storage locations for logistics materials in Dingzhou, one is Liangcheng, and the other is Dingshui, which is adjacent to Shuzhou.

Dingshui is mainly to accept the material supply from Shuzhou.

Hearing of Yan Wuji's arrival, Yan Hu was a little surprised at first, but then his face sank, because Qiu Xin clearly wrote in his letter to him that if the situation in Xiema Town was not dangerous, then he would never send Yan Wuji to leave Xiema Town to come to Caiguan to report the news.

But now that Yan Wuji is standing outside the door, it means that the situation in Xiema Town is no longer optimistic

"Go and call him in."

Yan Hu and the veteran beside him glanced at each other, and they could see the worry in each other's eyes.

Yan Wuji was summoned by the soldiers, and quickly walked in, compared to the last meeting, this time Yan Wuji seemed more stable.

"It seems that he has been able to handle the position of President Qian." Yan Hu nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"I've seen Marshal Yan, I've seen General He." Yan Wuji knelt on one knee and greeted the supreme commander of the Northwest Army with a standard military salute.

"Get up." Yan Hu's chin was slightly raised, although he strictly required that in this kind of formal scene, there was no father and son, only generals, but unconsciously, his gestures were still full of love for Yan Wuji.

General He on the side smiled slightly, this kind of warm scene is indeed very touching.

This person's full name is He Youcai, who is in charge of the logistics of the entire Northwest Army, has great power, and has a very high status in the army, although the name sounds very vulgar, but his person is not vulgar at all, he is a Confucian general who can kill the enemy with a gun, and can write poems with a pen, and his military talent is not low, and his literary attainments are higher.

He Youcai was convenient for Yan Hu to make friends with him in his early years, and became a confidant and friend, and later at the invitation of Yan Hu, he became his staff, and then with Yan Hu guarding one side, charging into battle, strategizing, and not falling behind, so that Yan Hu sighed "I made the right friend".

Now that both of them are old, Yan Hu can't relieve the burden on him for the time being because he is the commander of the first army, and He Youcai has moved from the front line to the background to concentrate on taking care of logistics for the Northwest Army.

Because of the close relationship with Yan Hu, the relationship between He Youcai and Yan Wuji is not bad, belonging to the kind of elders who watched Yan Wuji grow up, although there is not much communication, but this does not affect Yan Wuji's respect for him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Yan Wuji turned his gaze to Yan Hu, and hugged his fists again and said: "Marshal, Hu Meng's 60,000 army has gone south to the outside of Xiema Town, and Qiu Yingshuai sent the last general to ask for help in order to prevent accidents. ”

Although they had been mentally prepared, when they heard this number, Yan Hu and He Youcai both glanced at each other, "Sixty thousand!" "This is definitely not the scale on which the autumn wind will appear.

Then, Hu Meng's move is fierce!

Yan Hu was sure that after this, Hu Meng would have a larger army going south, because so far, he had not seen a figure to be listed, and this kind of large-scale battle, how could he be missing.

Therefore, Yan Hu concluded that these 60,000 would only be Hu Meng's vanguard troops, the real main force, still dormant, and when the time was ripe, they would be led by Kelie, like wolves, to rush towards Great Yan.

Now it depends on where they are ready to go, Dingzhou! It's still Hanyue Pass!

"How's the preparation going over there in the clouds?"

"Hao Zifeng's 30,000 blade army has been assembled, and the baggage materials will arrive one after another in the next two days, as long as there is an order, the army can be pulled out at any time." He Youcai knew all about the information on these army movements, which was one of the reasons why Yan Hu trusted him very much.

He said that the supplies would be in place within two days, so Yan Hu never worried about whether the troops would not receive supplies on the third day.

Yan Hu pondered for a moment, and said to Yan Wuji: "According to the itinerary, it is just two days from here to Yunzhong, take my handsome order to go to Yunzhong, and tell Hao Zifeng to immediately pull out the camp and go north to help Xiema Town." ”

"Yes!" Yan Wuji took the order and left, but he heard Yan Hu's voice behind him, "The situation is urgent, take a good rest on the boat along the way and take care of yourself." ”

Yan Wuji wanted to laugh in his heart, feeling that in the past two years, Yan Dashuai, who was on the powerful side, had become more and more mother-in-law, but it was undeniable that such words made Yan Wuji's heart very warm.

Turning around and solemnly clasping his fists again, Yan Wuji walked outside without stopping.

"You're worried about him?" He Youcai's voice has a bit of a ridiculous taste.

"There is no father who does not worry about his son, and my heart is not made of stone." Yan Hu glanced at him, and only when he was with He Youcai would he feel that he was still the high-spirited young man he was back then.

He Youcai's eyes darkened slightly, "If you could have thought more about her at the beginning, she shouldn't have gone with so many regrets." ”

Yan Hu's eyes glared angrily for an instant, but after a moment, they were filled with apologies and remorse, "You don't have a chance, pray that you will try to meet her as soon as possible in the next life." ”

"Humph!" seemed to be a little disdainful, He Youcai laughed and scolded, "You old boy! ”

Yan Hu looked up at the sky covered by clouds, as if asking himself, as if asking He Youcai:

"How is she doing there?"

"It's supposed to be a beautiful fairy."

"That's my wife, too."

"Huh! Dream it! ”

……

Zishi, Yanjing

Although Yanjing City is prosperous, if it is not an important festival, the city has become lonely and empty, and occasionally you can see one or two night market stall owners pushing a small car home, but more only the sound of gongs to report the change.

A black shadow flashed rapidly from north to south in the night, and if anyone saw it at this time, they would definitely be startled by this black shadow, because he did not turn black because of the cover of the night, but he himself was wrapped in a black breath from top to bottom, like black smoke after the flame had scorched the wood, which was very intense.

Although his eyes were also covered by black smoke, if you looked closely, you could clearly see that in the depths of his eyes, there was a scorching fiery red, like the magma tumbling in the crater, which could burst out at any time.

The figure of this black shadow flashed rapidly above the houses in the city, and in the blink of an eye, he had already jumped a hundred feet away.

At this time, in a dilapidated courtyard in the south of the city, there is an old man and a young man sitting opposite each other around a table of eight immortals, there is a halfway game of chess on the table, the old man looks indifferent and twists up a white chess, and then under the gaze of the young man, it slowly falls into the chessboard, and then the young man frowned, and the black chess pieces twisted in his hand seem to become a little heavy, hesitated for a moment in the young man's hand, and was finally thrown back by the young man.

The old man smiled and said, "Although the chess strength is still very bad, the mood is very strong. ”

The young man seemed to be unconvinced, but thinking about the plates just now, they were the same as before, and they were cleaned up by the old man on the other side in three or two clicks, so he swallowed the words that he spit out to his mouth, and then smiled indifferently.

The old man nodded approvingly, and was about to say something more, when suddenly his face sank, and the young man opposite also became serious, the two sides glanced at each other, and said at the same time: "Coming!" ”

ps: When you prepare a hundred chapters, you can put it on the shelf, and it's a good idea