When Zhang Chengye rushed thousands of miles to the garrison of the Heavenly Mandate Army, Zhao Fan had already left the garrison with people and went to the city of Xuzhou.

After Zhang Chengye sighed for a while, he once again embarked on the road of finding Zhao Fan, but fortunately, this time he was not too far away, and he met the logistics troops of the Heavenly Mandate Army, that is, those logistics troops under Zhao Kuangning, and only then did he know Zhao Fan's whereabouts. After some communication, Zhang Chengye decided to follow the logistics troops to Xuzhou City to meet with Zhao Fan.

"Everyone must be careful, Your Majesty said, the enemy is very likely to send people to the rear to attack our logistics army, so everyone must cheer up and don't give the enemy any chance to take advantage of it."

The long convoy of countless material trucks was moving forward firmly in the rain, as if they didn't care about the rain drops in their faces, everyone was in good spirits, quietly waiting for the new order to be issued.

And the leader of this transport team, who was standing on a grain cart headed by him at this time, roared hoarsely at the soldiers in the rear, as if he was afraid that others would not hear it, holding a thing similar to the amplification barrel of later generations, and he knew that this must be Zhao Fan's masterpiece without asking.

Zhang Chengye sat on a horse and quietly watched the soldiers of this small army busy, although this army was not the main force of the Mandate of Heaven Army, not even a reserve army.

But it is in such an army that Zhang Chengye has seen a lot of shining points, rigorous, efficient, and strict military discipline, which can only be found in some ace troops.

It is no wonder that the emperor was able to toss such a large piece of family business in a short period of time, breaking away from everyone's elbows, after all, no matter what era it is, a brave and warlike army with great loyalty is the biggest capital to settle down and establish a career.

"General Liu, something seems wrong."

At the front of the queue, an adjutant general walked up to the general in charge of the escort and whispered in his ear, with a solemn expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" General Liu frowned and said with some puzzlement.

"General Liu, don't you feel it? Quiet, so quiet. The lieutenant pointed around and said softly.

As soon as the adjutant general said it, General Liu immediately paid attention to it, and it seemed that the neighborhood was indeed a little clean, quiet and a little weird.

It stands to reason that there should be some insects and frogs at this time, but at this moment, there is no other sound except the sound of everyone marching.

"Order everyone, form a circle, and defend on the spot!"

"Yes!"

Under the command of the lieutenant general, the soldiers in charge of escorting quickly piled up the carts transporting supplies, forming a circular defensive formation, and all the soldiers were surrounded in the middle, and everyone drew their weapons one after another, ready to fight at any time.

"General Liu, what's wrong?" Zhang Chengye walked out of the carriage and said to General Liu with some puzzlement.

"Lord Zhang, I'm afraid there is an ambush here, if there is a fight later, you will follow my personal soldiers, and they will protect you." General Liu shook his head and said with a gloomy face.

"In this case, I wish the general a great defeat of the enemy army."

Zhang Chengye showed a look of understanding, nodded at General Liu, and immediately retreated, after all, militarily, he couldn't help much, if he stayed here at this time, it would be purely to cause chaos to others.

General Liu nodded, he was still very satisfied with Zhang Chengye's performance, after all, Zhang Chengye was also a high-level official on Li Keyong's side, if he insisted on putting forward some unreasonable opinions, it would be difficult for him to refuse him.

"Send a few of Lisuo's brothers around to see if there are any enemy ambushes around here." General Liu waved his hand towards the deputy general and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

The lieutenant general did not hesitate, and immediately selected a few soldiers with good brains and clever skills to act as sentinels for everyone, and slowly touched the surrounding woods.

At this time, in the woods, Huo Cun, a fierce general under Zhu Wen, was leading 5,000 soldiers and horses to ambush on both sides of the woods, quietly waiting for Zhao Fanjun to enter his trap.

But what is somewhat unexpected is that the commander of this army is unusually careful, and he doesn't know where he has revealed his flaws, so he suddenly stops and forms a ring of improvised fortifications on the spot.

"General, the enemy is not moving, what should we do?"

An adjutant general lay beside Huo Cun, looked at Zhao Fanjun, who was rapidly forming a formation, and said a little depressedly.

"Wait, wait, they may not find us, or they may be tired of walking, and they may be ready to take a break for a while." Huo Cun shook his head lightly and said slowly.

Huo Cun's eyes stared at the soldiers of Zhao Fanjun who had already drawn their weapons, and his heart was also extremely depressed, the task given to him by Zhu Wen this time was to make trouble everywhere behind enemy lines, find a way to cut off the supply of Zhao Fanjun, and buy enough time for Zhu Wen's army on the frontal battlefield.

At first, Huo Cun still felt that it was just a harassment task behind enemy lines? What's so difficult about this, just send someone here, why bother sending him, an important general, to do such a trivial matter.

But he soon knew that he was wrong, because it was infiltration behind the enemy, so Huo Cun couldn't bring too many people, but he selected 8,000 elites in the army, and if there were more people, they would become the main target of the enemy, which would not be conducive to his actions, but with the number of 8,000 people, the main force of the enemy army would not make a big move for his own small force.

In this way, he took 8,000 elites to swagger behind enemy lines, wanting to find a few small county towns to open meat first. Originally, according to his thoughts, the regular troops here were all transferred, and with those martial marquis and city guards in the county, what else could they do?

But the result soon slapped him in the face, when he led people to prepare to loot a small county town, the local Tuntian army quickly formed a large army, and beat his 8,000 elites all over the ground to find teeth, not to mention what to do, his 8,000 elites lost 3,000 people unknowingly in the encounters again and again, which simply made Huo Cunyu cry without tears.

In fact, this is the power of all the soldiers, the Tuntian soldiers used under Zhao Fan's rule have to receive military training every year during the slack time, twice a year for two months each time, and the imperial court also requires them to be equipped with a complete set of wartime equipment, and the relevant expenses are deducted from the taxes and fees that should be paid.

Think about the picture of 100,000 armed farmers, all riding horses and carrying swords, chasing 8,000 so-called elites all over the world? Quantification leads to qualitative change, in absolute quantity, a dozen ten? Inexistent...

What's more, the Tuntian Army also has more powerful equipment than the Zhu Wen Army...

"General, they've sent someone!"

Just when Huo Cun was still deep in thought, the deputy general on the side gently pushed him and pulled him back from his memories.

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