Qian Tianhe arrived in Xuzhou on the second day of the first lunar month, and he once again became a thousand households in the army.

The woods are dense and sparsely populated, and the military camp is built on the flat side of the river in the river.

It has a completely different scenery from Lanzhou.

He didn't have the heart to appreciate it, he missed Miss Wan a little, even though she had always been cold to him.

Qian Tianhe, who arrived at the barracks, sent a letter to his home to report his safety, and devoted himself to the intense barracks training.

Qian Tianhe is very able to endure hardships, although he is a thousand households, he can eat and live with soldiers.

But there are still people in his army who disobey him.

On the morning of the twentieth day of the first lunar month, a thin snow fell in Xuanzhou.

Qian Tianhe, who grew up in the north since childhood, rarely sees such snow.

The thin snowflakes, as small as rice grains, turned into water before they hit the ground.

If it weren't for the excitement of the whole army, Qian Tianhe would definitely think that this was rain.

The soldiers of the Xuanzhou Army, most of whom were locals, rarely saw snow, and their eyes were all flashing with excitement.

Hundreds of households and thousands of households are not too careful, and it is not impossible to relax once in a while.

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The sparse snowflakes hit the Nanwei soldiers, who advanced rapidly under the leadership of the commander Ping Yuanzhong.

Their goal is to recapture Lishui and take the city of Xuanzhou.

The scouts who were originally ambushed outside the city of Xuanzhou to inquire about the news were all destroyed.

Ping Yuanzhong was like knowing the deployment map of the Xuanzhou army in advance, and he attacked in advance, never missing anything.

It's almost time to get to the observation range of the patrol archers on the city wall of Xuanzhou.

Ping Yuanzhong's left hand was raised high, and the army of more than 10,000 people stopped in an orderly manner in an instant, without making a sound.

This is a strong, well-trained army.

Ping Yuanzhong picked out thousands of elites from them and changed into the military uniform of the Kundong Jiangzhou Army.

A few days ago, the number of new recruits in Jiangzhou far exceeded that of other states and counties.

Therefore, the Ministry of War ordered part of the Jiangzhou Army to be transferred to Jin and Xuanzhou.

Ping Yuanzhong himself also pretended to be an ordinary soldier, while his deputy general Guan Zhengde pretended to be a thousand households in the Jiangzhou army, under the pseudonym Jiang Chengwen.

The soldiers who had just been looking like an elite group turned into a tired and lazy look.

This is what the Jiangzhou Army, which has been in the army for less than a month, should look like after a few days.

The remaining about 10,000 soldiers rested on the spot under the leadership of Jiang Liangzhe, another deputy general of Ping Yuanzhong, and waited for dark.

The moat of the castle is the widest and clearest in the eastern Kyushu.

Because the downstream of the river is abundant, the moat of this city is the Mengxi River, a tributary that leads from the water.

Ping Yuanzhong looked at the clear Mengxi River, and then thought about the great drought in the northeast of Nanwei caused by the diversion of the water.

A little faith rose in my heart that this battle would be won.

"Jiangzhou Army Jiang Chengwen coerced Jiangzhou recruits to report, and I have the military transfer token in my hand."

A young soldier came down from the city wall of the Xuanzhou army, this soldier was very good at water, and in a short time he swam across the wide moat.

The little soldier took the token and returned to the city wall.

The gatekeeper carefully examined the tokens before letting them into the city.

Light snow was still falling.

Ping Yuanzhong and his entourage, who entered the city, were temporarily arranged at the edge of the Xuanzhou Army and camped to rest.

When everything is settled, the moon will rise.

Ping Yuanzhong, who was eating a hot meal, sat by the fire and looked up at the crooked crescent moon.

Qian Tianhe, who is also a newcomer to Xuanzhou, looked at the new recruits from Jiangzhou today, and took the initiative to come over to say hello.

He pulled Guan Zhengde, who was alias Jiang Chengwen, and spoke enthusiastically.

"Jiang Qianhu and his entourage worked hard, I don't know if they have met the barbarians of Nanyu."

"I'm lucky, I haven't met, I don't know what this brother is called?"

"Brother Jiang can call me Brother Qian, I heard that today there is a small group of Nanwei troops and outside the city of Xuanzhou, killing a lot of scouts of our army. Brother Jiang was extremely lucky, and he never met him. ”

"It's just a fluke."

Looking around, Qian Tianhe always felt that there were a lot of eyes staring at him just now.

Ping Yuanzhong tried his best to weaken his murderous aura, but after many years of leading troops, he still inevitably had a bit of a sense of ruthlessness.

The soldiers who had eaten dinner were gathering around the fire to make a fire.

Occasionally, two aggressive men competed in the open space near the fire pit.

"This big brother, go up and practice your hands?" Ping Yuanzhong's shoulder was suddenly patted.

It's Qian Tianhe. Qian Tianhe is a thousand households parachuted in, and many soldiers in the army are not convinced.

It just so happened that the recruits from Jiangzhou came today, and they practiced with them, and they could always prove themselves.

Practicing with the soldiers directly under him, not to mention the loss of face if he loses, and he will be criticized if he wins.

It's just for you, the immediate boss.

These other soldiers under Qianhu, if Qian Tianhe wins, he will be able to prove himself.

Although Ping Yuanzhong became famous at a young age and has been on the battlefield for a long time, he has always fought on the border of Xiaxi.

Therefore, few people in Kundong know the true appearance of the famous Ping Yuanzhong in Nanhao.

There were more and more onlookers, and the so-called Jiang Qianhu became the referee of this competition.

Both were bare-handed, their eyes fixed on each other.

Qian Tianhe took the lead in punching, and he went straight to the door in front of him, his fist was overbearing.

Ping Yuanzhong didn't seem to dodge, but his right foot had already attacked.

This punch is a false move.

Qian Tianhe turned his body away, and Ping Yuanzhong fell short with one foot and almost fell.

Another punch, straight to the stomach.

Ping Yuanzhong, who was already unstable, received a heavy punch this time.

If Wan Jinyue was present, she would definitely think that this wood is still a brain.

The onlookers were also obviously a little surprised.

This Qian Qianhu looks like a scholar, compared to martial arts, it is really a little interesting.

Ping Yuanzhong was a little more curious about this Qianzhou army.

He didn't intend to win, an ordinary soldier of the Jiangzhou Army, if he had too outstanding skills, he would inevitably attract attention.

It's not good for tonight's operations.

But the cunning style of this surnamed Qian made Ping Yuanzhong inevitably pay more attention to him.

The competition ended in about a quarter of an hour, and Qian Tianhe successfully took this opportunity to win over some people's hearts.

Outside the city of Xuanzhou, Jiang Liangzhe sent three small groups of soldiers of a dozen people to invade around the city.

to cover the advance of this army of 10,000 people.

As the night grew darker, the Xuanzhou military camp fell into a deep sleep.

Qian Tianhe lay in the tent, a little insomnia.

What is Miss Wan doing today? Will you go to the Cheng Palace?

Maybe she is taking every opportunity to get close to Princess Cheng.

When the flames soared into the sky and the sound of big swords slashing sounded, Qian Tianhe was still not asleep.

There was an enemy attack on the camp. That was his first reaction.

When he heard the chaos outside, a face flashed in front of him for no reason.

There is a problem with the Jiangzhou army that entered the city today.

Qian Tianhe, who figured this out, quickly put on his armor and hid in the dark of the tent.

Two extremely light footsteps gradually approached, and at the moment when the tent was lifted, Qian Tianhe quickly attacked and cut off the head of one person.

Instead, he stabbed the other man in the stomach.