On Changping City, Yang Chenglie was talking to Lu Ang.

Although Yang Shouwen helped him, Yang Chenglie had nothing to worry about, but no matter what, he was now the chief general of Changping after all.

The people were still on duty, and Rouen was not resting.

If he, the main general, is lazy, even if the people below don't say anything, they will feel awkward in their hearts.

Yang Chenglie has worked in the army after all, maybe he can't share the joys and sorrows, and he can't reach the point of loving soldiers like children, but he still knows the truth of leading by example. Therefore, as soon as Yang Shouwen left, Yang Chenglie immediately got up and continued to be on duty.

"Wenxuan, it's foggy, it's a little bad."

Lu Ang leaned against the female wall, his brows twisted into a Sichuan character.

Yang Chenglie was born in the army, and he was a son of a family in his early years, and he read a lot of military books. He also understands the so-called favorable time and place, so as soon as he heard Lu Ang speak, he knew Lu Ang's thoughts, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

"It's cold and foggy, and it's really a bit troublesome."

Murong Xuanwei is a person who is good at using soldiers, although Yang Chenglie doesn't know much about him, but through some conversations with Lu Ang, he also has a deep impression of Murong Xuanwei. This is a cold, and at the same time scheming man!

He can use thousands of people in Room No. 1 as cannon fodder, and all he can do is to understand the garrison of Changping.

In this kind of weather, what he Yang Chenglie could think of, I don't believe Murong Xuanwei would not think of it. It's just that Yang Chenglie doesn't know what kind of means Murong Xuanwei will use to launch a sneak attack through the dense fog. But when you think about it, it must be unusual.

"Zishan, immediately let people throw firewood and grass under the city and soak them in fire oil.

Remember, the firewood and grass should be stamped separately, fifty steps to a fire, and then lit with fire. So. It's not necessarily useful, but at least it makes the line of sight clearer. Later, if the fog gets heavier, we'll be blind. ”

Hearing this, Lu Ang nodded repeatedly.

"That's a good idea, I'll let someone do it right away."

He summoned his servants to pass on the order.

There is no shortage of firewood and grass in the city. After soaking it in oil, it was thrown out of the city in bunches. In just a few moments, seven or eight stacks of firewood were piled up outside the city. Rouen ordered rockets to be fired from the top of the city, and in an instant seven or eight stacks of wood burst into flames, like seven or eight giant torches, illuminating the outside of the city and making the line of sight clear.

Most importantly, the light of the fire dispelled the fear of the people at the head of the city.

"Wenxuan, this is a really good idea. It's amazing. ”

Lu Ang's mood was also a lot lighter, so he said to Yang Chenglie with a smile.

Yang Chenglie blushed and said softly: "This is not my method. Two years ago, when Li Qianzhong attacked Changping, a similar situation occurred. At that time, the prefectural order was ...... I'm talking about the Xibei goods who pretended to be the county order, and came up with this idea, which made Li Qianzhong's several night attacks fail. Speaking of which, if that person were still around, we'd have a lot easier. ”

"You mean that one pretending to be the son of the Wang family. Have you been a prefectural magistrate for three years? ”

Lu Ang suddenly laughed, turned his head to look at Yang Chenglie and said, "Wenxuan." Don't get me wrong, I'm not laughing at you. It's just that I'm very strange that Wenxuan is not a vulgar person. Although I don't know why you are hiding here in Changping as a county lieutenant, I can feel that your background should be good. With your intelligence, don't you see the slightest flaw? ”

Yang Chenglie's old face was slightly red. sighed.

"Don't underestimate that person, that person is not bad, and he is very cautious, and he knows how to keep a low profile.

Look at the past three years, he and Lu Yongcheng have been fighting happily. On the one hand, he managed Changping in an orderly manner, and unknowingly controlled half of the power. To be honest, when Lu Yongcheng told me, I still didn't believe it.

The man's talent ......"

When Yang Chenglie said this, he shook his head lightly and did not say any more.

That person has real talent and real learning!

Lu Ang understood Yang Chenglie's thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

At this time, Yang Shouwen ran up from under the city, saw Yang Chenglie and the two talking, and immediately ran over.

"Father, I just learned that the number of street patrol soldiers in the city is too small, and I am afraid it is not enough to stabilize the situation in the city.

Please ask my father to order that weapons be distributed to the old army's subordinates immediately, so that his subordinates can temporarily take over the patrol of the city on behalf of the people. Otherwise, if something happens in the city, we won't be able to take care of it. When the time comes, there will be chaos in the city, which will inevitably cause even greater trouble. ”

"Old Army's men?" Yang Chenglie was stunned for a moment, and then said in amazement: "Son, you don't mean to say those splashes under the old army." ”

"It doesn't matter if he is skinny or not, at least it can come in handy."

On the side, Lu Ang frowned and said, "Son, it's not that we don't distribute weapons.

You also know what kind of temperament those splashes are, in case of chaos, it will add trouble to us. Besides, Lu Yongcheng is dead, and his subordinates have also been wiped out by us, what trouble can there be in this county? ”

Yang Shouwen immediately said: "Captain Lu, are you sure that there is only Lu Yongcheng and his group in the city?" ”

"Huh?"

"Since the rebels can contact Lu Yongcheng, they may not be able to contact others."

"This ......"

Yang Shouwen did not directly name Baoxiang Pavilion, which would inevitably make Lu Ang feel embarrassed.

Seeing that Lu Ang didn't speak, he immediately turned his gaze to Yang Chenglie again. There was a look of pleading in his eyes, which made Yang Chenglie hesitate for a while. Just as he was hesitating, Gai Laojun also came up from the city and walked quickly in front of Yang Chenglie.

"Old soldier, are your men reliable?"

Gai Laojun said loudly: "My brother is idle on weekdays, and maybe he likes to steal chickens and dogs, and even run rampant. But now, I dare to vouch with my head that my sons and daughters of the old army are full of enthusiasm. If anyone dares to cause trouble at this time, as long as you Yang Wenxuan sees it, one will kill one, and I will never protect the old army. ”

Yang Chenglie pondered for a moment, and finally agreed.

The so-called father-son connection, although Yang Shouwen's later words were not spoken, Yang Chenglie could understand what he meant......

Since Lu Yongcheng can be released, there can be Zhang Yongcheng and Li Yongcheng.

The most important thing is that Lu Yongcheng was instructed by the Lu family, and there is a Baoxiang Pavilion of the Lu family in the county.

Yang Chenglie suddenly realized that he was really confused!

Lu Yongcheng was able to receive the instructions of the Lu family, wouldn't Baoxiang Pavilion be?

Don't forget, those dead soldiers under Lu Yongcheng had haunted the Baoxiang Pavilion before, and it was hard to guarantee that they would not collude with Murong Xuanwei.

Thinking of this, Yang Chenglie was thrilled.

"Old army, you go and distribute the weapons immediately, I want 300 people to patrol the streets non-stop, and I must not let there be any more accidents in the city."

"Good!"

Without saying a word, the old army turned around and ran to the city.

Lu Ang frowned, and seemed unimpressed by Yang Chengyeol's decision.

He thought about it for a while, and was about to say a few words, when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "County Captain, County Captain...... Behold, the city seems to be flooded. (To be continued......)