"Yang Xian!"

With an angry sound, Yang Jian's palm slammed on the desk, and a slight crack appeared on the heavy table.

Just now, the sheep inspection received a military report that the grain team escorted by the Liang army was attacked, and all the grain and grass were burned.

The commander was deeply angry, and all the Liang generals in the tent were also the same enemy.

Five days ago, a demon soldier robbed a transport team and stole more than a dozen Xiliang horses from the Liang army.

Four days ago, the strange demon spirit flew over the Liang army camp, startling a group of Liang army recruits.

Three days ago, thousands of ghost soldiers entered the outpost camp of the Liang army, and just as the beacon smoke was lit and Yang Jian led a large army to support, the thousands of ghost soldiers suddenly disappeared.

Two days ago, a large number of Liang Jun fell ill, and after being examined by the alchemists in the army, they were poisoned. Although this poison is not fatal, it can make the Liang army lose its combat effectiveness.

A day ago, one of Liang Jun's horse farms suddenly caught fire, and the already built building collapsed, turning it into ruins in front of the eyes of the Liang generals.

These days, Yang Xian has hardly stopped.

Yang Xian did whatever he wanted to them, Liang Jun. It's not that Liang Jun didn't get it, they also caught a lot of demon clans.

But what's the use? Yang Xian doesn't care at all!

Now Liang Jiang in the sheep inspection account has not slept well for these days, and reminds him every day that he is gallant, and his eyes are red and red.

"General, let's attack!"

One of the generals stood up and spoke, followed by a chorus of echoes. Although Yang Xian's tricks were not fatal, they were enough to make the 50,000 Liang troops panic.

Yang Jian was angry in his heart, but in the face of a group of Liang generals who asked for battle, he had to suppress his anger.

"Fighting, do you know where Yang Xian is?"

It was not Yang Jian who spoke, but Huan Zilu. Huan Wu used him very much, and sent him to the command of Yang Jian, intending to train him to become a cavalry general.

Yang Jian was not stingy, and he did not feel guilty because of the old grudges between Huan Yang. The sheep inspection is fair, and his temper is very right with Huan Zilu.

Huan Zilu is under the command of Yang Jian, and he cooperates very tacitly.

"This ......"

The Liang general, who opened his mouth to fight, was silent, and another Liang general walked out.

"I just don't know where Yang Xian is? At least we must capture Huangcheng, otherwise how can we get out of this mouth! ”

"What if our army goes north, and we can capture Huangcheng? Don't forget, our aim is to gain a foothold in this cantonment and pave the way for the subsequent establishment of the cavalry. ”

"Huan Zilu is right." Yang Jian's words set the tone, they still have to focus on defense, "Our army is gathering and fighting steadily in this tun, then Yang Xian will succeed for a while, and there will be no obstacle in the overall situation." But if the army comes out together, and the army is gathered three hundred miles away from Huangcheng, if there is a mistake, what should I do with the plan set by the lord? ”

Yang Jian's meaning is very clear, that is, there is a fire in his heart, but he still does not plan to attack.

"Alas! The last general has been fighting for so many years, and this time it is really aggrieved! ”

Although most of the soldiers of the Liang army concentrated in this tun army were new recruits, the generals and colonels were all elites drawn from other troops, and they followed Huan Wu to fight in the south and north for many years.

The so-called literature has no first, and there is no second martial arts. The Liang army Zhou Nan was defeated, and although he lost the ability to unify the world, it did not dispel the arrogance in the heart of this Liang general.

"Go down, all of you! Good students are on guard and step up training of soldiers and horses. ”

As soon as Yang Jian said a word, all the generals retreated, but only Huan Zilu stayed in the tent.

"Hussar general, the righteous soldiers under General Zhu Jian have been resting for nearly half a month. Shall we just say to them? ”

Huan Zilu's meaning is very clear, they can't attack, but Zhu Jian still has the strength to spare. With their help, they may be able to attack Huangcheng.

Although Huan Zilu stood on the side of Yang Jian just now, trying his best to defend his defensive strategy, the fighting spirit in his heart was not extinguished.

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "I have had this idea too. However, the state is nine hundred miles away from Huangcheng, that is, the righteous soldiers marched quickly, and the grain road dragged on too long, although the demon clan was defeated, it is difficult to say that there is no shortage of brave people. In case the grain channel is cut off, coupled with Yang Xian making a stumbling block, the risk is too great. Besides, Yang Xian didn't care about the gains and losses of Huangcheng at all, even if Zhu Jian won Huangcheng, it didn't hurt for him. ”

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Huan Zilu pressed the battle intent in his heart.

"Time is in our army's favor, as long as we can hold on, then Yang Xian will fail. Moreover, I always feel that Yang Xian's actions will not stop at this river. ”

Listening to Yang Jian's words, Huan Zilu frowned, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Ho Jing, Zhengxi General's Mansion.

In order to establish the Shangxi Cavalry, 50,000 new troops went north, opened up Hehuang, and built the Chongguan Ancient Road, and most of the grain, grass and materials in Hojing were used for this matter.

Although the supplies from the Shendu side were transported by boat, the pressure on Huan Zhong's shoulders at the moment was still very high.

When the autumn harvest was approaching, he was in full swing ordering the subordinates under the General Zhengxi's Mansion to arrange in various places, and it was necessary to ensure that the grain collection in various places went smoothly, and this year's military rations were very important to the Liang army.

While Huan Zhong was wallowing over the paperwork of the case, hurried footsteps sounded outside the house.

"General!"

The soldiers in Huan Zhong's mansion hurriedly walked in and bowed, very eager.

"What's wrong?"

Huan Zhong didn't look up, holding the pen in his hand and still writing the paperwork, looking calm.

"The report came from the front, and the Shu army jumped hundreds of miles of rice cangdao and entered the Sanshui Pass."

"What!"

The panicked voice of the soldiers echoed in the room, Huan Zhong was originally a smooth writing action, and when he lost his mind, the brush slipped, and a long stroke slipped on the white paper.

"Jin Xin, the general of the Shu army, led 10,000 black and false troops, and they have arrived outside the Sanshui Pass."

"At this time, is it?"

Huan Zhong quickly thought of Yang Xian's purpose, this moment is the time of the autumn harvest, if the army is mobilized, many military tuns will inevitably be affected.

But knowing that this was the case, Huan Zhong had to follow Yang Xian's train of thought.

If the scattered water is lost, then it will inevitably shake in the pass. At first, the Shu army was only Jin Xin's 10,000 black army fighting, but if the war went well, who knows how far Yang Xian would raise the scale of the war.

"To the south of Weishui, the garrisons of the cities in the middle of the earth rushed to the aid of Sanshui Pass. In addition, just in case, Ling Huan Zishan led the army to withdraw from the border of Liangzhou and moved to Cangqiu. ”

Huan Zhong hurriedly wrote the document for the transfer of troops, stamped it with the big seal of the general of Zhengxi, and handed it over to a group of soldiers.

"Send the paperwork quickly."

Looking at the figure of a group of family soldiers going out, Huan Zhong's heart was agitated, and his eyes were very worried.