At dusk, jackdaws crow. The scorching summer also felt that its beacon fire was approaching, and a few isolated lonely hongs roared hoarsely, which also added a bit of autumn. At this time, the sunset slowly falls, through the clouds, for the lonely city of Xinwu in the south of Donglai, a few rounds of gold edges, on the towering city wall, rows of Donglai soldiers armed with iron halberds, patrolling back and forth, hurrying steps. But I saw several soldiers climbing up the high platform with their hands and feet, and when they looked north, they saw the yellow sand in the distance, and their eyes suddenly became happy, and they took off the horn on their waists, reflecting the sunset. The horn sounded on the stage, and hundreds of thick accents under the stage harmonized. With the sound of the trumpet, a person on the city wall was wearing silver armor, waving a small flag in his hand, and dozens of soldiers pulled ropes and slowly lowered the drawbridge in front of the city. The city gate suddenly opened, and many soldiers in iron armor marched out in line, out of the city for several miles, to welcome the king.

The ancient road is long, raising thousands of dust, Zuo Shikun, the lord of Xinwu City, is dressed in military uniform, personally leading everyone to stand under Xinwu City, tiptoeing, looking north at the ancient road, his eyes are eager. In the haze, I suddenly saw a horse flying out, but it was Jiang An Jinjia holding a sword and leaning on the horse. Behind him, there were thousands of soldiers, coming in the dust. Zuo Shikun had tears in his eyes, and he leaned down and knelt down, "Prince Jin'an." ”

Jiang An turned over and dismounted, raised his hand to signal him to get up, and handed the sword to the soldier beside him, looking hurried, and asked, "How about chatting Yin?" Zuo Shikun got up, asked again and again, and said respectfully, "Please enter the city first, and then elaborate." Jiang An glanced at him, although he was in iron armor, he couldn't hide his eyebrows and eyes, he thought he should be a gentle person, looking at his face, he estimated that he was only thirty, so he raised his hand and pointed ahead, "Please also ask the city lord to lead the way." Zuo Shikun smiled with his hand, took a step forward, and said, "The prince is invited." ”

At this moment, the people who came with Jiang An also hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and it was not necessary to say in detail, so they followed Jiang An's footsteps and hurriedly entered the city.

In Xinwu City, the military situation in front was urgent, Jiang An couldn't rest, he untied his armor with one hand, greeted Zuo Shikun with the other, and called everyone to come to the hall to discuss matters. Although Xinwu is a small city, its city lord's mansion is still embroidered with bead curtains, magnificent, like a royal palace, Jiang An walked on the bluestone steps, frowned slightly, raised his hand and pointed to the Huamei palace, and said to Zuo Shikun behind him, "The people are fat and the people are creamy." When Zuo Shikun heard this, he was shocked, his face was full of shame, and he laughed again and again, "The prince is diligent and thrifty, and Donglai is lucky." Turning his head, he commanded the next person sharply, "Did you hear the prince's words?" It's demolished another day, it's demolished! Jiang An frowned and raised his hand to block, "I'm just talking, don't take it seriously." Hearing the prince's words, Zuo Shikun breathed a sigh of relief, and a hanging heart finally let go. He hurriedly wiped the cold sweat on his head, peeked at Jiang An, and saw that he was calm, without the slightest sense of disgust, so he thought in his heart, I thought that the people in the royal family must have enjoyed the glory, and I was used to seeing **, the prince came, although he sent troops to live in Ning, as the lord of a remote town, he was worried that the greeting was not good, and he was really worried in his heart. He sighed lightly, thinking about it, Prince Jiang An must be a righteous lord who is sympathetic to the people!

Entering the front hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Anjing sat down in front of the desk, took the tea handed over by the maid, rinsed his mouth, raised his eyes to look at everyone, and asked eagerly, "How about chatting about Yin?" ”

Zuo Shikun lowered his head, "The prince is not in a hurry." He raised his hand and retreated, took a few steps forward, opened the curtain on the wall, and a vivid topographic map was reflected in front of everyone's eyes, he pointed to the map, and groaned slightly, "Liaoyin Lonely City is independent, the terrain is low and flat, and the army led by Ling Ye Jin has reached a hundred miles, and the situation is critical." After speaking, he twisted a small flag and planted it heavily on the wall.

"From this point of view, it is critical." Jiang An's subordinate stood up, frowned slightly, and arched his hand, "Deputy General Han Yi." Zuo Shikun glanced at the sergeant who called himself Han Yi, and returned the salute, looked at it, and saw that the man was extremely stout, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his instrument was lofty. I saw Han Yi step forward and twist a green flag in his hand, "If you lose your chat, I'm afraid it won't be able to regain it in the future." The green flag in his hand was planted on the side of the Hengqin River, "The Hengqin moat, if it is obtained by perching on the lemon, I am afraid that the boundary between the two countries will need to be redrawn." ”

Hearing this, Zuo Shikun raised his hand and crossed the Hengqin River, sneering, "Isn't that the intention of Qi Ning?" Hengqin is the boundary, and the ten mountains are all homely? ”

"Victory or defeat here, just talking about yin!" Han Yi raised his hand, drew a small circle on the map, and finally used a little force, pointing directly at Liaoyin. Jiang An raised his eyes and glanced at the topographic map, his brows were tightly locked, and he glanced at everyone, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "I'm Donglai, and I don't give up an inch of land." ”

There was a person sitting in front of the desk, dressed in white, surprisingly delicate, like an immortal in the forest. I saw that his feather fan was shaking lightly at this time, and a smile was on the corner of his mouth. Zuo Shikun glanced at him, and expected that this person should be the prince's old strategist, named Yan Qingsong, it is rumored that this person is a Confucian student, with a handsome face, and is good at devotion to clever schemes. In the past, Prince Jiang'an came to seek talents, and he was invited to go out of the mountain to assist the royal family, and for many years, with the prince fighting in the east and west, he made a series of clever plans and performed miraculous feats. Zuo Shikun naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bowed, "This must be Mr. Yan Qingsong Yan, who is known as the trick, has been famous for a long time, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation, I don't know what to say about this situation?" ”

Yan Qingsong returned the salute, smiled slightly, shook the feather fan in his hand, leisurely, and said slowly, "The left city lord has won the award, under the fame, in fact, it is difficult to deputy, Yan is just a pawn in the prince's army, which is better than the princes on the left city lord's side?" ”

Zuo Shikun waved his hand when he heard this, "The general guarding the border pass is not as good as the seven-grade sesame official at the foot of the Son of Heaven!" When Jiang An heard this, he laughed, raised his hand and pointed at Zuo Shikun, and said with an ambiguous expression, "I expect that the Zuo City Lord will not be a person who laments the misery of the border pass. ”

Zuo Shikun Zhengse, "Serve the Donglai royal family, how to talk about wealth and poverty!" ”

As soon as these words came out, I only heard a few "pops" and clapped my hands, but when I heard the words, Yan Qingsong showed a look of admiration between his eyebrows, and praised him, "Wonderful, wonderful!" The heart of the city lord is really wonderful! He got up, stepped forward, pointed to the picture on the wall, and raised his eyes to Zuo Shikun, "And ask the city lord, do you know how the Liaoyin army is?" Zuo Shikun listened, lowered his head and thought for a moment, "No more than three thousand." ”

"Three thousand! Ha ha. Yan Qingsong sneered, and then sighed, "I'm afraid that I have resisted along the way recently, and now there are less than two thousand left." The feather fan lightly pointed to the bank of the Hengqin River on the map, and his eyes turned to Han Yi's face, "General Han has always charged into battle, I don't know what to think of this situation?" When Jiang An and Zuo Shikun heard this, they also turned their heads to stare at Han Yi. I saw him bow his head, think about it slightly, raise his head, his eyes were blazing, he grabbed the red flag on the case with one hand and inserted it on the edge of Liaoyin City, and said angrily, "Cross the river to meet the enemy!" ”

Seeing him like this, the corners of Yan Qingsong's mouth raised lightly, "General Han is still so fast-talking!" Turned around and took a few green flags, divided them into three roads, formed an encirclement trend, and said, "Crossing the river?" Xinwu garrisoned 3,000 troops, and Liaoyin now has less than 2,000 left, plus the 10,000 tired troops brought by the prince, it is less than half of Qi Ning! At this time, how to cross the river in a hurry, what is the victory? ”

"Ten thousand soldiers?" When Zuo Shikun heard this, he was shocked for a while, and he was shocked, such words were blurted out. Turning his head, he saw Jiang An's eyes staring at him, and he suddenly felt out of shape, sat down depressed, wiped his sleeves, and broke out in a cold sweat. Jiang An glanced at him, saw him sit down and withdrew his gaze, and said slowly, "The three armies are fighting, and those who lack morale will be defeated." ”

Zuo Shikun touched a cold sweat, knew that he was speechless, and said with a smile, "What the prince said, what he said." Then Han Yi also glanced at him, and said angrily, "It's defeated, you, the Xinwu City Lord, are also sitting firmly, you can rest assured!" Zuo Shikun was embarrassed for a moment, and said with a smile, "Where, where." ”

Seeing this, Yan Qingsong waved his hand and said with a smile, "The city lord's reaction is normal, and General Han has also seen it, Hengqin Tianmoat, crossing the river to fight, coupled with Qi Ning's bravery, even if it is twice as strong as Qi Ning's troops, it may not be able to win, not to mention Donglai's troops, but Qi Ning is one-half!" Zuo Shikun hurriedly turned his head to look at Yan Qian, his eyes full of gratitude. But seeing Han Yi frowning in front of the wall, he shook his head, "If you cross the river, there is no chance of winning," he paused, took down the red flag planted in Liaoyin, thought for a long time, didn't know where to put it, raised his head and said worriedly, "How should this be?" ”

The feather fan pointed to the Hengqin River and looked back slightly, "If you can't attack strongly, you should outwit." When Jiang An heard this, he frowned, "I don't know what Mr. has planned?" ”

Yan Qingsong smiled slyly, took the red flag in his hand and played with it, and pointed slightly with the feather fan, "Prince, let's talk about the terrain?" Jiang An got up, walked to the wall, and looked carefully, "The terrain is low and flat." As if remembering something, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head suddenly, and glanced at Qingsong, "Mr. is not ......."

Yan Qingsong smiled and nodded, "What Qingsong thinks and what the prince thinks in his heart should be a plan." ”

"Water Attack!" The two of them said what they thought in unison, and they laughed with their palms. At this time, seeing Yan Qingsong hesitated, he bowed down and kowtowed, "The prince forgives his sins!" ”

Seeing him like this, Jiang An didn't know why, he was a little puzzled, and he also thought that he must have done something inappropriate, and frowned, "What is the guilt of Mr.?" ”

Qing Song didn't raise his head, and kowtowed again and again, "Please also ask the prince to forgive Qing Song for making an arbitrary decision, cutting first and then playing!" After listening, Jiang An paused, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the man who bowed down in front of him, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, "Oh? He sighed lightly, "Didn't Mr. Murphy repair the book in the upper reaches of Jinliang City Lord, and ask him to go down to the dam of the night and cut off the water of Hengqin?" "The green pine bows his head," as the prince said. ”

"Haha......" Jiang An laughed out loud, signaled Yan Qingsong to get up, raised his hand and pointed lightly, "In this Donglai army, there must be only Mr. who dares to be so bold!" Qing Song got up, the feather fan brushed the dust between his knees, and he laughed out loud, "In this Donglai Dynasty, only the prince can tolerate me so bold!" ”

Zuo Shikun only understood the strange plan that Yan Qingsong said at this time, and secretly admired it in his heart, but while admiring, he also looked at Jiang An a few times, and saw him turn around and sit in front of the case, sipping a small sip of tea, his eyes were leisurely, and he had no sense of blame. I couldn't help but sigh lightly in my heart, the prince is so tolerant and talented, no wonder many talented people are under his command, and no wonder King Donglai is so jealous!