An army under the banner of the crown prince roamed between Handan and Xindu, and countless defeated soldiers were overjoyed when they heard this. The army of the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion gradually grew in size like a snowball, and the letter heard that a large number of large quantities of materials had been transported, and the morale slowly increased unconsciously.

As night fell, the army set up camp on a road that Handan and Xindu must pass, and Zhao Wuming listened to Fan Shun's report in the tent and his eyes widened: "Twenty, two hundred thousand troops."

"There are 50,000 forbidden troops, 40,000 noble private soldiers, and 110,000 Handan defenders. According to the established plan, Shen Tuxiu reorganized the forbidden army, Xue Qian reorganized the private army, and Sun Buer assisted the prince in reorganizing the Handan garrison." Fan Shun told Zhao Wuming one by one.

Zhao Wuming listened to Fan Shun's story, and his mood gradually calmed down: "How is the situation of their reorganization."

"As long as the prince gives an order, the noble private soldiers and the Handan defenders will obey the order." Fan Shun thought carefully and hurriedly answered Zhao Wuming's question.

Zhao Wuming was stunned for a moment, obviously hearing the consciousness in his words: "What about the forbidden army?" What is the situation with the forbidden army".

"The situation of the forbidden army is not serious, and Shen Tuxiu is already under full control." Fan Shun said it very implicitly, the defenders of Handan suffered heavy losses at the time of the engagement, and the army was completely routed. Private soldiers are originally scattered, and personal soldiers can naturally easily occupy key points. However, in the face of the forbidden army, which did not suffer serious losses, it appeared powerless.

Zhao Wuming came back to his senses, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on the case: "In other words, the forbidden army may not obey orders."

"The Wei army in Handan City is twice as large as our army, if Gongzi can't fully dispatch these 200,000 troops, I'm afraid it won't be far from defeat." Thinking of Shen Tuxiu's actions to collect the forbidden army, Fan Shun felt a headache. The forbidden army has its own system, and what will happen if Shen Tuxiu disobeys at the critical moment when the two armies are fighting.

Zhao Wuming fell into deep thought, and looked at Fan Shun for a long time: "When the national disaster is at hand, Shen Tuxiu should know the proportions."

"Childe can't pin his hopes on others at this time, and it's better to regain the military power of the forbidden army as soon as possible." Fan Shun hurriedly reminded that all the elites from Wei Guolai were more than twice as many as his own. The slightest negligence could turn these armies into routs again.

Zhao Wuming shook his head slightly, the power of the forbidden army is indeed very tempting, but it is not fatal to him: "Let's talk about the movements in Handan City."

"This evening, the Wei army has fully occupied Handan, and the villain speculates that the vanguard of the Wei State will arrive here by tomorrow morning at the latest." Fan Shun analyzed Zhao Wuming for another while, thinking of the upcoming Wei army, he only felt that there was a huge mountain pressing in his heart.

Zhao Wuming stood up and turned to look at the map hanging behind him: "Who do you think will lead the vanguard of the Wei State?"

"Generally speaking, Pang Juan is the commander-in-chief, and the King of Wei will definitely send Gongzi Ang as the deputy general. Judging from Pang Juan's capture of Hexi and the battle of Shangjun, the vanguard of the Wei State will definitely have Gongzi Ang as the main general." When Fan Shun came, he was obviously well prepared.

Childe Ang? Listening to this thunderous name, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Wuming's mouth. Could it be that Gongzi Ang, who was captured by the Qin State according to historical records: "I'm really looking forward to the showdown with Gongzi Ang." As for the forbidden army, you should pay more attention."

"And so it can be". Fan Shun thought about it, and could only sigh in his heart. Counting the time, the queen and Yun Miao have arrived in Xindu. At this time, it is indeed difficult to seize the power of the forbidden army without the will of the queen and the king.

Zhao Wuming turned to look at Fan Shun and walked out directly: "I've finished asking, now accompany me to the barracks."

"It's okay too". Fan Shun nodded and followed Zhao Wuming out.

A slightly chubby young man outside the barracks, with unkempt hair and a dusty face, rushed over directly when he saw the barracks gate and didn't have time to think about it.

"Stop, barracks are forbidden to break in." Several soldiers shouted at the rushing man, intent on stopping the uninvited guest.

The man ignored it, lowered his head and continued to push inside. The faces of the soldiers gradually showed unhappy expressions, and they all stepped forward a few steps to surround the men: "How many times have I told you, the barracks are forbidden to break in." Thinking that you are a miserable person, we have let you go a few times. I didn't expect you to not only be ungrateful, but also to intensify your efforts."

"This is about to become a battlefield, if you want to survive, leave quickly and go to Sindu."

"Hurry up, run away, here we are here to delay time for you, I hope you cherish it."

The soldiers thought of Handan City and the displaced people, and their hearts were filled with emotion. Surrounding the man did not use force, just a strong persuasion.

"The lord here is not the fourth son". The man asked the soldiers.

The soldiers' eyes gradually became a little puzzled, and they looked the man up and down: "Yes, our main general is indeed the fourth son."

"I'm the guard Qingque next to the fourth prince, please go in and report it." The blue finch looked at the soldiers, and his eyes were full of pleading.

The soldiers glanced at each other, and they all showed disbelief: "The fourth prince has an army, since you are his guard, it is impossible for you to get lost, so we don't believe it."

"I'm really the guard of the fourth son, Qingque." Qingque was a little anxious, Gongzi was obviously in this barracks, but why couldn't he get in.

The soldiers looked at Qingque again, and saw that his unbelieving look was even thicker: "The fourth son, the fourth son of the king, his guards can't be so badly dressed."

"Unkempt and tired, how can a person like you be the guard of the fourth prince."

"Don't brag, we've seen the guards of the fourth prince. For example, General Sun Buji is majestic and wearing armor, where can you compare? “。

"General Sun Fuji, I think even if it is the personal guard next to the fourth prince, you can't compare."

"Just now, there were hundreds of people making trouble. A dozen or so pro-soldiers set themselves in the ring, and as a result, none of them were their opponents."

"See for yourself, with your little arms and legs, can you compare with them?"

Qingque was dumbfounded when she thought of Sun Buer and them, and she really couldn't refute it. Childe should be very busy now, but unfortunately Qingque doesn't have the ability to help you. Thinking of this, his expression gradually became a little lower.

The soldiers saw Qingque's depressed expression, and their faces showed a look of unbearable: "Listen to our letter, with us here to block the Wei army, you can all live well in the letter."

"Regardless of whether what you just said is true or not, you shouldn't bother the fourth son."

"Our people have just been defeated from Handan, and how many thorns in the army are waiting for the fourth prince to settle down. The Wei army in Handan City is about to come again. What do you think you can do to help the fourth son with your appearance?"

"Can we Zhao survive this crisis, can we recapture Handan. It depends on how long the fourth son can hold up here, is it really good for you to go in and distract him now? “。

Listening to the kind persuasion of the soldiers, Qingque sighed silently in his heart, turned around and walked in the direction of Xindu. The footsteps were heavy, with bursts of desolation.