The Yinghe River is located in the south of Dakang, which was originally in Lizhou.

Due to the location of this place, Lizhou has become a city of commerce and trade, but in recent years, there have been many wars with Dayong, and the ownership of the Yinghe River has also become Dayong's, which has led to a sharp decline in the development speed of Lizhou.

At this time, the brave general Yun Lang was discussing the battle with several henchmen in Baichuan City.

"General, now that Dayong is fully prepared, we want to take the Yinghe River and the Trade City, even if we can defeat it, it will be a loss of eight hundred." One of the generals spoke in a heavy tone.

"It's really too difficult, even if we have their deployment map, but they already know that we are going to attack Yinghe, there must be changes here, and for us, there is no advantage in numbers, this ......" Another person shook his head and analyzed.

"I must act tonight, Mr. Lingyun has given me instructions, take down Yinghe before dawn!" Yun Lang is categorical.

It has been twenty-six days since Mr. Lingyun entered Beijing, and if they don't take action, the time will pass, and it is precisely because there are only four days before they have to prepare for the battle, and the opposite side is also extremely strictly guarded.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Yun Lang didn't do anything except give a few inconsequential orders.

It was not until night stained the sky with ink that he got up from his wide chair, dressed in black and gold armor, carrying a treasure knife and a spear, and strode out of the tent with his head held high.

"How's it going?"

"General Qiyu, it's time to go." Liu Yun stepped forward and said.

"I'll leave it to Mr. here." Yun Lang nodded, his expression solemn and serious.

Liu Yun bowed down and said, "I'm waiting here for the good news of the general's triumphant return." ”

The conversation between the two ended here, Yun Lang turned around and entered the night, and after Yun Lang left, the horn of the whole army sounded in the barracks, and the war drums also beat.

A quarter of an hour later, on the city wall of the trade city, Wu Dong, a famous general of Dayong, and Ji Liu, the deputy general, stood on the city wall.

Ji Liu, who had just received the news, looked puzzled: "Yun Lang is crazy, attacking head-on, he can only lose." ”

"Yun Lang won't be so stupid, if he dares to do this, he must have something to rely on, and no one in Tianji Valley has ever failed." Wu Dong's eyes were deep, "You can't be careless in this battle. ”

Not only did Dayong's people feel that Yun Lang had a problem sending troops this time, but even Yun Lang's subordinates thought it was undesirable.

However, after the engagement.

Only then did they realize that something was wrong, Yun Lang was gone! It was his lieutenant who led the troops!

Ji Liu hugged his fists and said: "General, they seem to know about our deployment and have already called." ”

Wu Dong's tiger eyes flashed, "Don't worry, their numbers are not enough, they can't win, and they are ready to go out of the city to fight." ”

"Report, report, General Wu, General Ji, Yucheng is coming, Dakang's 200,000 elite soldiers are directly pressing Yucheng, and Yucheng is about to be lost!"

"What!"

"Oh no, attacking Yinghe is just a pretense!"

Between the lightning and the flint, Wu Dong immediately thought of the key point of this matter.

Yucheng and the trade city are not far apart, its importance is equivalent to the trade city, if Yucheng is lost, then Dakang can open a hole in Dayong through Yucheng, so as to wave the army south, over the pity mountain, straight into the belly of Dayong.

Yucheng must be defended!

"Mobilize 300,000 troops and go to Yucheng with me! Another 300,000 stayed in the Trade City! Wu Dong calmed down and immediately ordered.

"General, no, if there are less than 300,000 here, you won't be able to hold it."

Listening to Ji Liu's words, Wu Dong was in a dilemma, and he could only choose one between Trade City and Yucheng.

This is Mr. Lingyun's conspiracy, since the rumor spread that they would take the Yinghe River within a month, they have already been tricked, focusing their attention and troops on the trade city, resulting in the lack of troops in the nearby cities.

Moreover, the other party understands their deployment in the trade city, leaving 300,000 troops here, it is estimated that it will be difficult to hold, and if he slaughters the other party's 200,000 with 600,000 troops, it means that he will abandon Yucheng.

"Report - Liu Yun is coming here with an army of 200,000, less than five miles away from us!"

"How is it possible, so fast!"

Wu Dong and Ji Liu were shocked, they went to the city wall to take a look, and sure enough, the army of Wu was already coming towards the trade city.

"General, please make a decision quickly."

"Withdraw the army and go to Yucheng." Wu Dong immediately made a decision, Yucheng was much more important than Zhimao City, and he didn't dare to take risks.

Three days later, 600,000 troops withdrew from the trade city, and the news of the trade city and the Yinghe River in it was handed over to Dakang Kyoto.

"Mr.'s plan is really good, and it will be effortless to let Wu Dong withdraw from the trade city and recapture the Yinghe River in one fell swoop." Chu Heng hadn't laughed so wantonly for a long time.

As an emperor, only a mediocre king does not want to establish merit, his ambition is more than a trade city, this is only a small step he has taken to dominate the world.

He was so happy that he almost forgot the fact that Yinghe belonged to Dakang.

Ji Xuanyuan said: "It's just been a month, and the emperor is still satisfied." ”

"I am overjoyed, Aiqing deserves the post of prime minister." Chu Heng, who was in a state of excitement, directly changed his name.

Ji Xuanyuan bowed slightly, as if he agreed with his words, he was still like water, as if it didn't matter if he could be the prime minister or not, he didn't take it to heart.

It was precisely because of his calmness that Chu Heng was even more jealous of him, but he had to use this person.

When the two looked at each other, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and after a while, Li Xun stepped on broken steps, walked in quickly, and knelt on the ground with a happy face: "The slave sees the emperor." ”

Chu Heng's eyes narrowed: "What's wrong?" ”

Li Xun is the steward of the queen's palace, and he is coming here, what happened to Chaofeng Palace?

"Your Majesty, a great happy event, the queen is happy."

"Really?"

"It's true, how dare a slave bully the king."

Hearing this good news, Chu Heng was overjoyed, got up from the chair, and wanted to go to Chaofeng Palace, his heart was no longer in the Qinzheng Palace.

"Congratulations to the Emperor." Ji Xuanyuan got up and arched his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His smile was like a peach blossom blooming, decorating the entire hall.

Chu Heng smiled even more, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder and said, "It is my luck that I can have Aiqing's assistance, and I will make Aiqing the prime minister tomorrow." ”

"The minister thanked the emperor, the emperor had something to do, and the minister retired."

"Sui'an, you send Ji Aiqing out of the palace."

Regarding Ji Xuanyuan's change of words, his attitude was more respectful than before, and Chu Heng was very satisfied with this.

The difference between monarchs and ministers still has to be observed, and Ji Xuanyuan is not too arrogant.

Ji Xuanyuan was sent out of the palace by Sui'an, the two chatted a few words from time to time, and they were not bored on the road, and when they got out of the palace, Sui'an said goodbye and turned around, and Ji Xuanyuan quickly returned to the post station, and then changed the clothes on his body.

"Take it and throw it away."

"Isn't this a new purchase from the master?" Merlin took the shirt, very puzzled.

"I've been touched by something unclean, don't want it." Ji Xuanyuan recalled the scene when Chu Heng patted him on the shoulder, and he was displeased.

Is there anything unclean in the palace? Can you still let the master touch it?

Could it be that when I was squatting in the pit, my clothes were stained with that thing?

Even if the master is an immortal figure, he still doesn't want to go to the place of reincarnation.

With emotion, Merlin turned around and went out with his clothes, and carefully looked at the clothes in his hand, which were clean and tidy and odorless, not like they were stained with reincarnation.