Qiu Yuanye stood at the door of the Chinese army's big tent on the south slope of the estuary of the Lechuan River with his hands behind his back, looking at the densely arranged Beigong servant army camp on the south bank of the Lechuan River.

The sky of the underworld was still cloudy, and the sun's rays first passed through the clouds above the earth, and then refracted through the fog of the underworld, projecting on the land of the underworld, glowing with a dazzling white light.

This Nine Nether Realm is slightly different from the realm of the human world.

At this time, in the big tent, a maid held a cup of fragrant tea, he brought it, took a sip, looked at the scenery on both sides of the far forgotten river, this scenery is hidden in the long mist, looming, some cold, but also quiet and beautiful, since it is a little different from the bright green color of the July sun in the earthly world, but it is more quiet, elegant and mysterious.

It has been a few days since he descended from the Beigong Heavenly Realm to the Earth Realm of this other world, but the Heavenly Realm is one day, and the Earth Realm is one year. He still remembered the reprimand from the internal officials sent by His Majesty the American Emperor of the Beigong Heavenly Court, which was very harsh, so after drinking the glass of wine, he left the palace and went to the Beigong Heavenly Soldier Military Aircraft Department, and exchanged a few simple greetings with several colleagues in the Military Aircraft Department, and then went to the Tiangong Military Camp and hurriedly took the space spaceship to the Chinese army camp in the assembly place of the servant army in the underworld in this other world, and personally led the affairs of the servant army.

He personally appointed Murong Ke, the general of the three armies of the Realm Servant Army, as the commander of the Elite Encirclement and Suppression Army, but the elite vanguard he sent was still destroyed in front of the rabble led by Fan Xiang of the Elite City, which made him very angry. It's not that he pities the servants under him, these soldiers are actually slaves to him, or a low-level civilized race that should be exterminated. He was annoyed in his heart, just because since he was appointed as the commander of the Realm Servant Army, he had never experienced such a defeat, and he was defeated by the enemy who was his own enemy, and he hated himself at this time for not firing a series of arrows in the Nantian Heavenly Court that day, and he shot this thorn-like opponent to death with an arrow.

Today, he sent a Chinese officer to send an extremely harshly worded reprimand order to Murong Ke, who was sitting at the mouth of the Wufu Gorge: The encirclement and suppression army can delay the extermination of the Jingjie City bandit army for one month, but if the military goal is not achieved after one month, then all the generals who are performing military tasks on the front line, the self-commanding general Murong Ling, and the leading generals below need to apologize for their own crimes.

Murong Ke saw that this reprimand order was unusually severe, so he issued three military orders in succession and his son Murong Ling, strictly ordering him to be cautious in handling the military affairs of the encirclement and suppression army from all walks of life, and to consult with the leading generals from all walks of life, and always pay attention to the military situation reported by the scouts, with a view to a war.

Murong Ling received the military instruction from his father, and he did not dare to slack off, and urgently ordered the 200,000 southern expeditionary troops of his headquarters to rush from southern China to Ronglu City to assemble, and at the same time, about 100,000 soldiers and horses were assembled in Ronglu City, and Ouyang Xun and other generals were strictly trained.

On 1 July, he led 200,000 encirclement and suppression troops in more than 200 large boats to the north along the Niya River, a tributary of the Keriya River.

On the morning of this day, Murong Ling stood on the deck of the Chinese army's big ship, holding a cup of fragrant green tea, looked at several maids standing next to him, smiled slightly, and while sipping tea, he looked at the beautiful snowy landscapes along the Niya River, and his mood was very comfortable.

The Niya River flows northward, above the water, and on this morning in early July, the sun is hot and wild, melting in the cool breeze blowing from the Kunlun Mountains.

The undulating terrain and the winding paths on the riverbank are hidden among the flowers and trees, and the shade is thick, and the grass is luxuriant, appearing and disappearing. On the wide sandy mountain rocks along the coast, the willows are still around, the breeze is blowing, the blue sky, the faint white clouds, the green trees and flowers on the water's edge, reflected in the clear and calm water, the water and the sky are the same color. Dense clumps of reeds, like contiguous or independent islands, are reflected in the water, and oases surrounded by sand dunes resemble green pearls in a sea of sand.

Far and near, there are poplar forests, red willows, reeds, camel thorns with ancient trees towering to the sky; there are also patches of grass and flowers, there are concentrated blooming moon flowers, and there are more colorful, unnamed flowers, like stars dotted in the green trees, yellow, red, purple, delicate, competing for beauty, fascinating people's eyes, intoxicating people's hearts. On the banks of the Niya River in this summer, there is a wonderful scenery of forests, water and deserts.

Not far from the riverbank there was a faint sound of reed flutes, sometimes faint, sometimes excited, and then, you could see a few men in black tunics and black just plains scattered on the riverbank, even the fur hats on their heads were also black, and occasionally there were a few women in robes and a long white veil on their heads, and on top of the white veil was a small black sheepskin hat the size of a teacup, and of course, on the shore there were beautiful girls in brightly colored floral dresses, who were so well-behaved that they saw the fleet, but hid far away in the poplar forest behind the hills。 They loom in the winding valleys of the riverbank, living in the temporary peace of this world after the war.

The fleet of the Beigong Encirclement Army quietly followed the water to the north in the Niya River.

The middle and lower reaches of the river flow is gentle, the river beach is spread, the water flow is bifurcated, there are many sandbar islands, the scenery is beautiful, there are many river bays, depressions and river flats. As the morning sun rises, the clouds in the east stain most of the sky above the Niya River, plastering the water of the Niya River flowing northward.

The clouds and the lonely birds flew together, the river and the clouds reflected each other, and even the marching fleet that stretched for dozens of miles was also reflected red.

At this time, a Chinese army retinue officer stepped up to the deck and reported: "Return to the commander-in-command general, and the scout who went to inquire about the battle situation again has a military intelligence report." ”

"Biography!"

"Whew!" the retinue retreated to the ship, stood at the door of the cabin and shouted, "Command the general's order, scouts move quickly." ”

The scout soldier walked in quickly, pounced, knelt five steps in front of Murong Ling, and said loudly: "General Huiyu, the vanguard legion of the encirclement and suppression army, it was indeed at seven o'clock in the morning a few days ago, for the elite bandit army was completely annihilated, none of them survived, and the vanguard officer General Hou Jinghou was also seriously injured and captured alive for the elite bandit army. ...... It is consistent with the news explored a few days ago, please let the general explain. ”

"Is this news true?Hou Jingxian Demon Wolf Soldiers were completely annihilated?" Although this news had already been learned a few days ago, but after several scouts sent to confirm it, it was still too shocking at this time, and the teacup in his hand couldn't help but fall on the deck with a "clang", shattering into several pieces, Murong Ling fell down on the chair at the bow of the ship, and muttered: "This, is this really possible?"

"General Hui, this matter is absolutely true. For the past few days, I have been dressed as the people of the Elite City, and I have been to the scene of the battle and have seen it with my own eyes repeatedly, and the scene is so tragic that even though it has been a few days here, I can still smell the foul-smelling smell of burning bodies,...... It's, it's tragic. When the scout said this, his whole body trembled, and he trembled and said, "Our 100,000 vanguard legions were all burned to death in the woods outside the Exquisite West Gate City, and not a single one survived, so miserable. ”

The maid next to her came over, rearranged the teacup, and made fragrant tea.

Murong Ling picked up the teacup, took a big sip, looked at the scout kneeling in front of him, frowned, waved his hand lightly, and said, "You go down first." This Hou Jing ...... What a pus!" He turned to his entourage and said, "You go and call General Ouyang."

"Huh!" the entourage officer hurriedly got off the deck and went to a boat in front, and after a while, called Ouyang Xun.

Ouyang Xun got onto the deck of the Chinese army's big ship and bowed to Murong Ling.

Murong Ling looked at Ouyang Xun, sat on the chair, owed, raised his hand and patted a chair on his side, and said slowly: "General Ouyang, excuse me, please take a seat." ”

After Ouyang Xun sat down, the maid next to him came over, took out a teacup and put it on the coffee table in front of Ouyang Xun, and poured tea for the two of them.

Murong Ling picked up the teacup in front of him, gently put it to his mouth, sniffed the thick tea on it, tasted the tea juice, and said casually: "General Ouyang, you should already know the military situation of the vanguard Hou Jing's defeat." ”

Ouyang Xun stood up and said respectfully: "Report to General Murong, General Bei knows." ”

"Oh, what do you think about this?"

"Well, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. Hou Jing's defeat was due to the fact that he underestimated the enemy and did not listen to the words of Marshal Qiu. ”

"Really?" Murong Ling glanced at Ouyang Xun, "Then what do we do next now, tell me what you think." ”

"The idea of the inferior general is ......" Ouyang Xun glanced at Murong Ling, paused, and said: "The inferior general thinks that in recent days, the elite army and civilians have won several big victories in a row, these bandit troops will be arrogant, and the defense of the city will inevitably be slack, if our army sends a strange army of 30,000 people, hidden in the mountains and wilderness, day and night, close to the elite, and then, while they are lax at five or six o'clock in the morning, the city gate is not tightly defended, and this strange army hidden in the vicinity of us will rush into the city and have a great chance of winning." ”

"This idea is certainly reasonable, but according to the fighting style of Fan Xiang, the commander of the Elite City, this person's tactical tactics are very detail-oriented, and at the same time, the strength of the Elite City is not abundant, so I don't think he will slack off because of pride, on the contrary, he will be more cautious and fortify everywhere, such as sending troops one by one like ours, it will become a tactic to add fuel to the army, and expose the strategic intentions of our army in advance, we should show slowness and put on a posture of fighting a protracted war, instead of telling them that our army is eager to end this battle, so, my idea is the opposite of you, after combining the 300,000 troops, besiege the city first, and then attack。 What do you say?"

"Well, the commander of the generals is high, and the humble generals are admired!" Ouyang Xun pondered for a while, stood up, and bowed to Murong Ling.

"General Ouyang, don't be polite. Murong Ling smiled slightly, reached out and took a sip of the teacup, looked at Ouyang Xun, raised his hand and waved it gently, signaling that he didn't have to be polite, and continued, "There is a very important link here, since we have determined that we must fight steadily, step by step, and put on the illusion of the strategic intention of fighting a protracted war, then the guarantee of our grain and grass is very important." ”

Ouyang Xun sat down, looked at Murong Ling respectfully, and listened to the instructions.

Murong Ling paused, looked at Ouyang Xun, smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "Minfeng City is about a hundred miles away from Jingjue, and it can be reached in half a day after marching, we will use Minfeng, a village in the desert, as our army's grain and grass base, then, the defense there is the top priority, you see, who will garrison this place? Because tomorrow our army will arrive at Minfeng." Here, I still have one more request, which needs to be implemented by General Ouyang, that is, during this time, you must arrange personnel to build more granaries in Minfeng every day, and at the same time, pretend that many grain trucks are fully loaded and come out empty, making the illusion that we have been sticking to it for a long time. ”

"Wow!" Ouyang Xun stood up and bowed down.

Murong Ling stood up, left his seat, paced back and forth on the bow of the boat for a few steps, watching the river waves under the side of the boat go north, frowning slightly, as if thoughtful.