The Northern Expedition to the Central Plains extinguished Huan's rebellion. Return to the son of heaven and re-revitalize the Zhou room.

The monstrous shouts cannot be concealed even by the sound of the turbulent water.

Huan Zishan stood on the thick city wall of Cangqiu City, looking out to the south, the morning fog on the water surface was thinning, and the waving banner of the Shu army was faintly visible.

The Shu general Jin Xin led 10,000 black lizard troops and forced Cangqiu. The news spread like wings into the distance with the surging Weishui. For a time, Guanzhong was terrified.

In the past, princes fought for territory and resources. Mutual discord has never risen to such heights. Because the princes are fighting each other, there is always room between them. is like Huan Wu and Zhu Zi and Jing Yun, divided and combined, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

But the Shu army is different, once this slogan is revealed, it means that there is no room for negotiation with the Liang army, and it will not die.

In Huan Zishan's memory, the last time the prince shouted a similar slogan was the Xuzhou Mu Chen Shi back then. He was still young, but his memory of the battle was clear.

Chen Shi went west and forced the divine capital. In twelve battles, there was no defeat. The Central Plains shook, and all parts responded. The gods are in turmoil, and the Huan clan has almost no place to stand.

Huan Zishan could only follow behind Huan Biao at that time, silently feeling the fear brought by the war. And now, the feeling that I had felt a long time ago has come back to my heart. This time, Huan Zishan was already the general of the Liang army guarding a domain, and the tall figure who had protected him at the beginning had been lost in the distant Shu land.

On the other side is no longer the invincible general Zhengdong, but a more dangerous enemy.

Yang Xian!

He is younger, stronger, and more cunning than Chen Shi.

This name is like a soldering iron, and it was deeply engraved in their hearts when Yang Xian first entered the Divine Capital, was on the Hanzhang Palace, and looked down on the world.

A name that had to be erased!

"General!"

With a soft sound, a figure quietly walked behind Huan Zishan.

"Zongshi!"

Huan Zishan turned his head and glanced slightly. Now in this Cangqiu City, all the soldiers of the Liang army are wearing armor and waiting for the day. But only Meng Qing, dressed in civilian clothes, fluttering like climbing to the top to view the scenery, the painting style is very contrary to here.

"It can't go on like this, the Shu army shouts this slogan every day on the south bank of Weishui. After a long time, our army will be in turmoil. The general also knew that the monks of the first line in the army were first introduced by blood. If you are afraid of Shu like a tiger, the soldiers of Yongzhou will become cowards. ”

"What can Zongshi do?"

"Although the Black Fly Army is a strong army in the world, it has already consumed most of its strength when attacking north. At this moment, Jin Xin is just bluffing. It is better to take this opportunity, I am willing to lead the troops, cross south tonight, attack the Shu army camp at night, and frustrate the spirit of the Shu army. ”

Huan Zishan was thinking about Meng Qing's words, and deep down he agreed with Meng Qing's words, but he still shook his head after all.

"Cangqiu City is the top priority, and there is no room for error. Jin Xinai is a general of the Shu army, how could he not guard against a sneak attack by our army? At this moment, it is still firmly on the top of the cangqiu. ”

Huan Zishan didn't want to make a difference, because Huan Zhong gave a death order and couldn't hold out, waiting for reinforcements.

But where are the decent reinforcements in Yongzhou now? Yongzhou is short of troops, and most of them are still new troops. All the elites were bet on the border of Shu, on the front line of Cangqiu. Huan Zhong is gathering troops near Hokyo at this moment, and the whole army is coming.

It's an all-or-nothing gamble, so Cangqiu can't afford to lose.

Meng Qing did not launch a fierce rebuttal, since Huan Zishan had made a decision, then he had no dissent. just sighed in his heart, Liang Jun's actions will be laughed at by the heroes of the world.

There are 50,000 Liang troops in Cangqiu City, of which 20,000 are the elite of the northern army of Shendu, while Jin Xin on the south bank of Weishui has less than 10,000 soldiers and horses. Now, the 10,000 Black Fly Army is shaking the sky, while the 50,000 Liang Army only dares to retreat in the city.

The world is changeable, and a few years ago, who would have thought that the Liang army, which dominated the world, would fall into such a situation today?

Meng Qing put his hands behind his back and looked at the Shu army camp in the distance, as if he had seen the end of an era.

The surging Weishui is in front of you, flowing endlessly. Jin Xin carried a long knife on his shoulder, looking at the city hidden in the mist like a giant beast, and marveled in his heart.

Cangqiu is located at the intersection of Weishui and Changshui, the city wall is majestic and far-reaching, and it stands majestically like a mountain.

The Liang army was able to control Weishui if they held this place. If this city is not captured, then the Shu army, whether it is going north or east, will be constrained by it, and there is a threat of being cut off.

Because Cangqiu's position is so important, the Liang army is heavily defended and guarded, and the 10,000 black army under Jin Xin's command alone will definitely not be able to capture this city.

Jin Xin knew this, and the generals of the Liang army in the city should also know it.

But even so, Liang Jun allowed his soldiers to be scolded for three days and three nights, but he did not dare to fight.

Jin Xin is a rebel general of the Liang army, and he knows very well what the Liang army was like in the past. And today's Liang Jun is no longer the heroic army he is familiar with who dominates the world and has nothing to do.

Jin Xin raised his head, his heart was touched, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"100,000 Liang troops are like women, and there is no hero!"

The sound of clattering horses' hooves approached, and when Jin Xin sighed, a laugh came.

"His generation is just dung, why is it worth the general's sigh?"

Jin Xin looked back and saw Qin Feng, dressed in black armor, riding on the majestic Xiliang horse like a tiger, walking slowly.

The general's majestic posture is the corner of his eyebrows, and he also carries a sense of arrogance. Qin Feng got off his horse, walked a few steps, and stood side by side with Jin Xin.

Jin Xin led the Black Flying Army, and Qin Feng led the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, both of whom were generals of the Shu Army, but they were neither the old Yang clan nor the Shu people.

Jin Xin led 10,000 black army, captured the water pass, went all the way north, to the shore of Weishui, captured the eight cities of the Liang army, and collected 20,000 troops.

This kind of credit is enough to make the name Jin Xin famous all over the world, but Qin Feng's heart is more than admiration, but the meaning of competition.

"How?"

Qin Feng asked, although he didn't say the cause and effect, Jin was already clear in his confidence.

"Liang Jun up and down, early loss of sharpness. Defend the pass and fight the war, and dare not look south. ”

"This is very good, then when Yang Ping's army arrives, our army can collect all the grain of Weinan."

For the Shu army, compared with Cangqiu City, on the vast land on the south bank of Weishui at this moment, the full grain and grass are more important. Instead of transporting grain and grass from Nanzhong City, it is more cost-effective to eat on the spot.

Jin Xin smiled leisurely, his eyes far away.

"The wheat will be ripe, the army is here, Guanzhong is shaking, and Huan Wu should also take action. If the army in this divine capital still does not move, then this Yongzhou is afraid that sooner or later it will change hands. ”