Where did you lose? An Shixian thought for a long time and finally found the answer. He loses because he is too confident, and when self-confidence becomes a kind of arrogance beyond his own ability, failure is inevitable. Looking up at the starry sky, An Shixian smiled self-deprecatingly. How many people have said that heroes should not be judged by success or failure, but judging from his current situation, this sentence must be said by the victor standing on a high place, with arrogance and charity.

Defeat is defeat, there is nothing to say, the Mangyuan Iron Cavalry, who has been training for many years, has been killed and wounded in the next battle in the city, and the remaining more than 10,000 people are panicked and do not know what to do, and now there are only thousands of pro-troops left in his Mangyuan City, and the morale is decadent and he is hiding in the barracks and spending time.

He thought that he had an invincible iron cavalry under his command, a team that surpassed the dust level several times, and was actually resisted by a few thousands of people for nearly ten days, he expected that he had broken Nangong's confidence in controlling anger, but he didn't expect that he thought too simply, and after living for most of his life, he never felt that he was not so naïve.

This is the taste of failure, bitter and hard to swallow, but having to swallow. Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, and at this moment, Liu Fa must still be celebrating their victory in Chenguan City, right?

Liu Fa, I still underestimate you too much......

"Woo ......"

The whimpering sound sounded in Mangyuan, and the faint cry echoed, An Shixian tapped his fingers, and suddenly found that it was almost Qingming.

During the Qingming Festival, it rained, and people on the road wanted to break their souls......

In this battle, too many people died, in the Mangyuan, many families were broken, many people did not come back, died under the dust, paper money slowly floated in the sky, mourning music played, the sound of the flute, suona in the Mangyuan City permeated, the rain, has not stopped, on the hill outside the city, I don't know how many more clothes and mounds, between heaven and earth, I don't know how many more wandering souls.

"Ahem......"

An Shixian finally felt a kind of coolness, after all, it was early spring, the weather was still very cold, but he always felt a little chilled, during this time, he had never been out of Mangyuan for half a step, and even in the South Prison, he was a lot less interested, there were no soldiers and horses in his hands, his Mangyuan was always not very stable, he didn't know, at this time, Liu Fa was already silently paying attention to Mangyuan.

Mangyuan is the closest to Chenguan, An Shixian and Liu Fa also have a deep hatred, if there is a chance, Liu Fa will not hesitate, and similarly, An Shixian will not hesitate.

Ye Yi was still pruning, and gradually, the flowers and plants under Ye Yi's hands finally had a little appearance.

"What do you mean, father-in-law?"

Liu Fa secretly figured out what Ye Yi meant, a little uncertain, he didn't understand why Ye Yi would pay attention to the situation in the Southern Prison, could it be that Ye Yi was still unwilling?

Finally, Ye Yi was a little tired, sitting on the ground regardless of his image, ignoring the fact that there was still some mud on the ground, he took out a small handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his head, and then said to Liu Fa with a smile: "In the end, it's still old, old!" ”

Saying that, Ye Yi nodded to the land on the side, and motioned for Liu Fa to sit down as well, Liu Fa nodded silently, sat beside Ye Yi, and quietly waited for Ye Yi's next words.

"Come and see, after all, I have lived for so many years, whether it is the southwest or the south prison, I have set foot in many places, the current dust pass, Xiangyin City is like a whirlpool, the undercurrent around the whirlpool is surging, only here can maintain temporary tranquility, but this tranquility is always temporary......"

Ye Yi took the scissors and gently scratched on the ground, and after a while, a simple map of the southwest came out, Liu Fa glanced at the map, a little moved, and a little puzzled, as if he had caught something, but he couldn't say it, and then said: "Why did my father-in-law say this?" ”

"The trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, the current South Prison is no longer the South Prison of the past, although Dali has no action now, but they will not just stagnate like this, now there is a problem with the Qin family in the South Prison, right......?"

Ye Yi glanced at Liu Fa, smiled mysteriously, and then pointed to the map: "As the pass of the South Prison, I don't need to say how important the strategic position is, and more importantly, once the Qin family's kid pacifies the South Prison, the dust pass is the next target, and they have now reached some agreements with Dali, if the Qin family's people send troops from Mangyuan, Dali will attack from behind, and Chenguan will not even have a buffer place, and if you don't take Mangyuan, it is tantamount to sitting and waiting to die!" ”

Liu Fa's heart sank, seeing that Ye Yi had used the scissors in his hand to draw a small circle of dust, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, he didn't expect it, but it was not as deep as Ye Yi thought, in fact, he sent troops very early, Qin Wen had the grace of knowing him, and helped him several times, and he was very grateful in his heart, but now he has nothing to do, on the one hand, there are not many soldiers and horses under his command, on the other hand, the situation in the South Prison is closed, he doesn't know what the current situation in the South Prison is, and he rashly sent troops, It's tantamount to sending your soldiers to hell.

"Why did my father-in-law start to care about the Southern Prison again?"

Liu Fa was silent for a long time, and finally asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time, Ye Yi glanced at Liu Fa, smiled slightly, and then said: "Boy, my daughter has suffered a lot with you, and several times it is the line of life and death, but you are not here, alas! ”

Saying that, Ye Yi patted Liu Fa's shoulder, then stood up, wiped the dust on his body, and slowly walked towards the wing, at this moment, he is just a father!

Liu Fa looked at Ye Yi's somewhat staggering back, but he was a little ashamed, Ye Yi was right, it was true, in the Southern Prison, in the dust pass, in the Mangyuan......

He finally made up his mind, there were some things he had to do, not for himself, but for more people, people worthy of his care!

"Going out to conquer Mangyuan and seizing Mangyuan, whether we pacify the southwest in the future or protect ourselves, Mangyuan has to be taken!"

In the handsome tent, Liu Fa looked at the map of the Southern Prison, nodded with his finger fiercely on the corner of Mangyuan, and then looked at the generals, his face was a little more domineering.

Everyone's faces turned pale, and then they all stood up, looked at Liu Fa seriously, and quietly waited for Liu Fa's order, Liu Fa turned his head lightly, and said coldly: "Tomorrow swears to the army, send troops to the plain!" ”

"No!"

Everyone clasped their fists, and Qi claimed that it was, Liu Fa saw Nangong Zhi open his mouth angrily, and then said: "General Nangong also goes to prepare!" ”

Nangong was a little excited, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hugged his fists slightly, he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, for a long time, every time he closed his eyes, he could see countless dead brothers, as well as his righteous son, although he didn't say it, but he didn't want to kill back to Mangyuan all the time, take off An Shixian's head, and pay tribute to his dead brothers!

After everyone received the order, they hurried down to prepare, Liu Feng also thought of a candidate to defend the city, that is Ye Feng, now if there is another one in the Ye family that Liu Fan trusts, there is only one Ye Feng.

Nearly 10,000 soldiers lined up in a neat line, wearing bright armor and holding sharp swords and spears, standing quietly on the school field, nearly 10,000 pairs of eyes staring at Liu Fa wearing silver armor on the platform.

These nearly 10,000 soldiers have the men and horses under the command of Qing Yunfei, the Cao family's pro-army escort, and the new army recruited some time ago, who will go south with Liu Fa, and then crusade against An Shixian in Mangyuan.

The school field is silent, 10,000 people are like a person, standing there quietly, exuding a faint aura of slaughter in the silence, as time passes, the aura of slaughter is slowly thickened, tumbling over the school field, condensing, like a sharp blade, unscrupulously cutting people's skin, making people involuntarily awe.

On the battlefield, Liu Fa, who was dressed in bright armor, looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers in front of him with a serious face, they were young and strong, energetic, vigorous, and exuded a fearless battle spirit in silence, as if they were not going to the front line to fight to the death with the soldiers of Mangyuan, but were about to participate in a luxurious feast. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

Liu Fa repeated this poem in his heart, with mixed tastes. How many of these soldiers who followed him on the expedition will be buried forever in the cold desert plains, their bodies turned into dirt and dissolved into the earth? Do they know how cruel and ruthless war really is? The big drum on the left side of the school field is beating, and the auspicious time has arrived, and it is time to go on the expedition.

"General, do you want to say a few words to the soldiers and cheer them up?" Qing Yunfei on the side suggested in a low voice.