Qin Peng was keenly aware of a message: the Xuanwu Army's grain and grass really couldn't be helped, otherwise Huo Fei's men and horses would not stay at Lingyun Pass.

He was so excited that he wanted to take advantage of the fire.

If he delayed any longer, and waited for the other party to raise grain and grass and then transport it by locomotive, he missed the opportunity. Don't miss the opportunity, success or failure in one fell swoop!

He dispatched troops overnight to arrange a big battle.

Outside the city, the camp of the Xuanwu Army was also tense.

Under the pretext of sharpening the young man, the Vermilion Bird King handed over the command to Zhang Jinyan, the prince of the Xuanwu King, in public, saying that he and the Xuanwu King would be hidden behind the scenes to control the overall situation; Secretly, he led a thousand elites into the mountains and raided Ulanketong.

The truth is only known to Wang Yan.

Before leaving, he said majestically and firmly to all the generals: "This battle will be won!" Whoever defeats Anguo, we will serve whoever is the master! ”

Everyone responded with a loud "Yes!" ”

All of them were very excited.

Who can defeat Ankoon?

Is it the Suzaku King?

Or the Xuanwu King?

This unique competition completely stimulated the fighting spirit and expectations in their hearts, hoping that after the war, the Ming Lord would be born.

The Vermilion Bird King said sternly: "You must obey Zhang Shizi's dispatch. If someone dares to make a ghost and affect the overall situation, this king will never spare him, even the king's henchmen! ”

Everyone said awe-inspiringly: "Yes! ”

The Vermilion Bird King looked around, turned around and left.

And when everyone thought he was going to rest, they didn't care, but they all got up and sent him off; When he had entered the tent, he sat down again.

As soon as he spoke, he began to dispatch troops.

Wang Yan left under the pretext.

He's going to send the Suzaku King.

In the night, the Vermilion Bird King looked at Wang Yan and said seriously: "As long as you can think of ways to raise grain and grass and survive for half a month, this king will definitely be able to turn things around!" ”

Wang Yan: "......"

King Suzaku didn't know that King Xuanwu had said the same thing to him before leaving, but the days were longer, and he had to survive for a month.

He compromised, even if it was twenty days.

500,000 people, 20 days of bread and grass!

Where did he go?

He smiled and nodded, "Okay! The prince can rest assured that the younger generation will send someone to pick up the prince and celebrate the prince's success. ”

The Vermilion Bird King smiled, took his hand, put something in his palm, and said, "If this king can't come back, give this to Zhao Chaozong." ”

Wang Yan clenched his grip and felt it, it was small, cool and moist, it seemed to be a jade pendant. Thinking of a possibility, he hurriedly said: "The prince must not make such ominous plans. The prince will definitely be able to return triumphantly, and when the time comes, he will personally give this thing to Brother Zhao, wouldn't he like it? With that, he resolutely pushed back.

Zhao Yin was helpless and handed it over to Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi only said, "Father-in-law, beware." ”

Zhao Yin said: "Take care of your stepmother." ”

Zhao Xi: "......"

That's a bad thing.

Seeing that the god of war Suzaku King, who had been standing in his heart since he was a child, he did not hesitate to hide in the night, and secretly swore to himself:

He's going to survive half a month!

He's going to survive for twenty days!

He's going to last a lifetime!

He resolutely turned around and walked towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

In the Chinese military tent, only three young people, Wang Yan, Zhang Jinyan, and Fang Yisheng, were left to preside over the overall situation, but their morale was unprecedentedly high.

The generals looked at them eagerly.

This is the son of King Xuanwu and Wang Xiang, who launched the Imperial City Mutiny and subverted the Dajing Dynasty, young and promising, full of vitality!

This is not to say that they feel that the Vermilion Bird King and the Xuanwu King are not as good as Zhang Shizi and Wang Yan, but the two kings have a deep authority, and they dare not have the slightest presumptuousness; In the face of Zhang Jinyan and Wang Yan, they seemed to have broken free from all shackles and returned to the hot-blooded youth, leaving only fanaticism and no hesitation.

Even a few veterans smiled easily.

Wang Yan smiled and asked, "Do you know what Zhang Shizi brought?" ”

The trucks haven't been unloaded yet.

The crowd shouted in unison: "Food! ”

After speaking, they looked at each other and laughed.

Wang Yan shook his head and said, "It's not food." ”

Fang Yisheng asked, "What is that?" ”

Wang Yan said: "Artillery! ”

It turned out that of the one hundred and twenty carts, only forty were loaded with grain, and the rest were weapons and equipment, which were transferred from the wagons.

In just a few days, where did you get the food?

Of these forty carts of grain, twenty carts were urgently raised, and it happened that the White Tiger King rushed to produce twenty more motor vehicles, which were delivered in plain loads, although they were few, they were better than nothing; The other twenty cars were raised by Yu Lian, the guard of Lingyun Pass.

Yu Lian had nowhere to raise it, he was squeezed out of the mouths of the soldiers in Lingyun Pass. He said to the soldiers: "The soldiers in the northwest are hungry and still have to fight, we don't have to contribute, are you afraid of being hungry twice?" The soldiers were excited, saying that they would only eat one meal a day in the future, and that they would save food and send it to the northwest.

Wang Yan told everyone the truth.

After hearing this, all the generals were stunned.

Wang Yan smiled and asked, "Do you believe in the kid?" He respected these generals as older than himself, and called himself a boy as a sign of humility.

Everyone replied: "Believe!" ”

Zhao Yu, the clan brother of the Vermilion Bird King, was only nine years older than Wang Yan, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, Uncle Zhao knows that you can, and Uncle Zhao will know when you are still in Lord Liang's belly." Running out of food or something, Uncle Zhao has never been worried. Whenever food falls from the sky, Uncle Zhao will not be surprised. ”

Everyone laughed and agreed.

Wang Yan's purchase of grain gave them infinite confidence.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "You believe in the kid, and the kid will never let you down." Do you believe in Zhang Shizi? ”

The crowd roared again, "Believe!" ”

This time it's neater.

Zhang Jinyan, who was wearing a Xuanwu robe, was young, heroic, and had a natural handsome temperament, attracting the attention of the soldiers in the army like a magnet. Everyone thought of the deep and unrevealing Xuanwu King Zhang Boyuan, who had not shown up for the past few days, was he planning and then acting? If King Xuanwu became the emperor, then Zhang Jinyan would be the crown prince.

It's not bad for the Vermilion Bird King to be the emperor......

Everyone felt the long-lost anticipation.

Before, it was like suffering on the frontier.

Now, as if hope is calling.

Different moods lead to different spirits.

When you are refreshed, your momentum is high.

The momentum is high and unstoppable!

As if sensing everyone's thoughts, Wang Yan stood up and said proudly and firmly: "This battle will be won!" The difference is nothing more than life and death. ”

Everyone: "I'm not afraid of death!" ”

Wang Yan smiled and declared loudly: "If you can survive, you will definitely be promoted; If you die in battle, you can also win glory and wealth for your children and grandchildren. Before leaving Beijing, the prince of Zhongyi promised to contribute all the wealth collected by the Fang family over the years, support the war in northern Xinjiang, and stabilize the world! So, you don't have to worry about the silver. ”

This is tantamount to rewarding the three armies.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Fang Yisheng said angrily: "In the past hundred years, villains have often framed the Fang family for colluding with the Xuanwu King to rebel, saying that the Fang family provided military salaries for the Xuanwu royal family; Now it's really the opposite, if the Fang family doesn't come up with the silver, won't they be in vain! ”

The crowd was silent.

At this moment, they can understand Fang Yisheng's mood, it is nothing more than the king's jealousy of the heroes, and the forces of the DPRK and China are tilting against each other.

Fang Yisheng's eyes were full of awe, and he swore to everyone: "Don't worry, although the faint monarch has copied the Fang family, it is just the wealth of the Fang family. The ancestors of the Fang family stipulated: The wealth of the Fang family is taken from the people and used by the people. Therefore, our family collects a part of their wealth every year in case of emergency. As for the family wealth that was stolen by the faint king, no matter who it falls into, our Yisheng hereby swears: Heaven and earth, we will recover it, reward you, and settle the aftermath! ”

"We don't worry!"

The mood of the soldiers was agitated.

What else do they have to worry about?