The Liuxu of the envoy of the four towns finally appeared on the Gobi Desert in front of the city, and the pro-soldiers Yu Hou rode a team of horses to open the way in front, and the five-party flags and team flags were waved in the wind, and Bai Xiaode was holding a ceremonial knife and immediately became the silver knife officer.

Because it was an expedition, there was no horizontal blowing team, and the six guards rode forward on horses of the same color, two of them held the festival, and the two were in charge. The Marquis of Yu accompanied the left and right with six flags, the leopard's tail coiled on the top of the flag, and the crimson flag was propped up by the crossbar.

Fumeng Lingcha rode alone, and behind him were the deputy envoy of Jiedu, Gao Xianzhi, the commander of the four towns, the deputy protector of Cheng Qianli, the supervisor of Jiedu Bian Lingcheng, the ten surnamed Khan Silu, and Jiedu joined the army and was in charge.

Li Siye stood aside, never tired of this kind of style, especially remembered that when Gai Jiayun Tian Renwan was the envoy of the festival, Fu Meng was slightly disdainful of the extravagance of the two bigwigs. Now that he is sitting in this position, he is no better than the first two, and it seems that almost no one is immune to such a thing.

Jia Chonghuan knelt beside the marching procession in a white middle single, and dragged a strand of long hair from his head to his face, indicating that he had gone to the official robe and distributed a cloak to wear a sinful body.

The procession of the Jiedu envoy marched forward, and no one looked at the guilty bearer kneeling by the horse's hooves, until Fumeng Zhongcheng's horse passed by him, grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand and shouted, "Phew! ”

His horse stopped, and the whole knot brought the ranks to a halt, and although the banner was waving, there was only the sound of the wind all around.

Fu Meng Lingcha stretched out his hand and pulled his beard, and looked down at Jia Chonghuan: "You ......"

General Jia prostrated his hands on the ground, kowtowed, and said: "The last general failed to hold the grain and grass of Dunduo City, and the crime deserves death, please punish Zhongcheng." ”

Fu Meng bared his teeth like an old leopard, waved his horsewhip and hit Jia Chonghuan on his head and face: "Yong slave! Not even a thin dog! You're damned! The 20,000 stone grain and grass that Lao Tzu used to cut down the enemy, you just spoiled it for me, Yong slave! You're damned! Damn it! ”

Jia Chonghuan didn't dodge, straightened his chest and suffered hard, Fu Meng was angry, and every whip had the strength to grit his teeth! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! There were more than a dozen blood stains on his white middle laner, and one of them broke off the piggyback on the horse, so painful that Fumeng's mount screamed in shock, but Jia Chonghuan gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Li Siye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this time, Jia Chonghuan's life was saved.

After a few strokes, he coughed tiredly, and then he pointed at him with his horsewhip and shouted, "Later, I will summon the generals and punish you with death on the spot!" ”

……

"Get out of the way! Town! ”

The Jiedu envoy directly entered the city of change, set up a temporary tent on the city envoy's mansion, and immediately summoned the generals above the official to the tent to discuss matters.

This is Jia Chonghuan's mansion, and his Persian lady doesn't know where to hide.

The mansion is a Persian-style building, a tall, thick, simple and translucent domed house, five feet deep and three feet wide, just enough to accommodate all the officers to sit in it for meetings.

According to the order of official positions, Li Siye succumbed to Gao Xianzhi, Cheng Qianli, and knelt below with everyone on the right second.

Fu Meng Lingcha abandoned the Hu bed and knelt in front of the desk, in such an important occasion, he needed a sense of ritual, and this old Han etiquette was the best rule.

"Take Jia Chonghuan!"

General Jia staggered into the tent and fell to his knees.

Fu Meng Lingcha pressed his hand on the Quzu case and asked coldly: "General Jia, 20,000 stones of grain were burned under your nose, what should you be guilty of?" ”

"The last will be to apologize with death."

"Humph! Pretty talked! If you are so guilty that you want to apologize for your sins with death, do you still need to block me here today! It's long overdue to die in the field and stink! Fu Meng immediately took out his saber from his waist and threw it in front of Jia Chonghuan: "Give you the knife, go out and die!" ”

Jia Chonghuan's shoulders trembled, and he hesitantly picked up the horizontal knife, his eyes hung on the ground, although he didn't dare to look high, judging from this performance alone, he had no determination to die.

Li Siye felt that he should open his mouth, at least he could get Jia Chonghuan's favor first, so he raised his hands and crossed them on his chest: "......"

Who knew that Gao Xianzhi actually took half a step ahead, and quickly forked his hands and spoke: "Zhongcheng, Jia Chonghuan's prison guard grain and grass were attacked and burned, and he should be killed." It's just that now is the time to employ people, and it is useless to let him die in vain, it is better to let him serve on the battlefield to make up for his achievements. ”

Although he was preempted, Li Siye felt that he still had to catch up, and he also added: "Zhongcheng, Jia Chonghuan has a good attitude in admitting his guilt, and he has learned a painful lesson. ”

Immediately after Wang Zhengjian, Ma Phosphorus and others also stepped forward to plead with their hands, and there were a few guards and officials he didn't know, all of whom knelt on the ground and pleaded: "I hope Zhongcheng can spare his life."

Fumeng Lingcha had been waiting for them to intercede and go down the steps, and pointed to Jia Chonghuan who was kneeling on the ground with an angry face: "For the sake of so many colleagues interceding for you, and write down your head, and stay as the envoy of Bo Changcheng for the time being." I'll give you a wake-up call today, and if you can't be ashamed and brave to make meritorious contributions, even if I don't take your head, I will demote you to a pawn!"

Jia Chonghuan was relieved, and gratefully kowtowed to her husband Meng Lingcha: "Thank you for the grace of not killing." He bowed to the generals left and right: "Thank you for interceding for me, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations."

After he had finished praying, he bowed down and withdrew, holding on to the whiplash on his back.

Fumeng Lingcha sat upright, his blushing face became more and more serious, and he said to the generals: "The grain and grass in Dunduo City have been burned, and the expedition to the Tucai Shi Huang can only be postponed, where is Cangcao joining the army?"

Among the many staff generals, Wu Sangao, who was bloated, came out of the crowd and came to the center of the hall with his hands crossed and said, "My subordinates are here."

"How much military ration did the two armies carry this time, and how much is left at the moment?"

"Qi Yu Zhongcheng, the two armies transported a total of more than 8,000 stones, excluding the loss on the way, there are still 7,000 stones left."

"How could there be so much less"

"This," Wu Sangao looked embarrassed, thinking that he should not rush to answer such a stupid question.

After a little pondering, Fu Meng Lingcha could understand that he had to eat and drink every day when he was on the road. He skipped this verse and asked, "How much grain is available in the city?"

Wu Sangao couldn't answer, he had just arrived today, and he hadn't had time to go to the warehouse to check. Jia Chonghuan went down to heal again, and when he was anxiously raising his sleeves to wipe his sweat, Li Siye interjected from the side: "There are 2,000 stones of grain in the exchange city."

"There are only 9,000 stones in total, which is far from enough." Fumeng Lingcha groaned in his heart, he must have a stock of food that can guarantee the two months of more than 20,000 people, and then he dares to attack the Turk Shi Mohe Department with confidence.

"Zhongcheng," Li Siye opened his mouth and said, "I also have more than 8,000 stones of grain in the warehouse in Shule City, and my subordinates need to send people back to re-dispatch the transportation, which can be guaranteed to arrive within twenty days."

Cheng Qianli also said: "There are still more than 20,000 stone of grain in Qiuzi's warehouse, and we can mobilize people to go back to the east and west with General Li Siye, and step up the transportation of grain to the city of exchange." ”

Gao Xianzhi, who was sitting on top of him, did not speak, only stroked his long beard and bowed his head slightly.

Fu Meng Lingcha was obviously not satisfied, he held his forehead and said: "I began preparations in February, from the mobilization of grain and grass to the dispatch of the army, a total of 12,000 soldiers were gathered, and there were also 5,000 or 6,000 people in the army of the Auxiliary People, so it was May in a blink of an eye. At present, it will take more than a month to re-collect grain and grass, not to mention the consumption of grain and grass, so that He Mo has a chance to breathe, so that he is fully prepared, and it will be more and more difficult to catch and kill him!"

"I want to go to the Broken Leaf River within ten days and kill Mohe Lao'er, do you have a good plan?"

The generals looked at each other, or turned their heads to each other, or bowed their heads and shook their heads gently, there was no abundant grain and grass, how to pull out within ten days

Sitting down, only Gao Xianzhi sat still, looking up at the front, as if he was confident. Li Siye also had some ideas in his heart, but he didn't have as much experience as Gao Xianzhi in leading troops, so he didn't want to open his mouth easily.

He turned his head to look at Gao Xianzhi, thinking to himself, you hurry up and speak, I will see if there is a chance to refute. Who knew that Gao just stroked his beard and didn't move, looked sideways at Li Siye, first showed an encouraging smile and motioned for Li Siye to speak, and after ineffect, he actually asked: "General Li seems to have a good plan"

And Fu Meng Lingcha has long looked down at him, although Li Siye has not offered much advice in the past, he has jumped out of the barrier of creative thinking, and is known for being good at cooking without rice.

As soon as he heard Gao Xianzhi ask, he also stretched out his palm and asked: "Since the heir has a good plan, why not come?"

Li Siye was helpless, so he had to speak: "It's just a little immature idea, and it's not a solution." ”

Gao Xianzhi encouraged beside him: "Even if you have to put forward an idea, everyone will discuss it together, won't it be a decision?"

"It's fine." He stood up from his seat, crossed his hand towards his husband Meng Lingcha and said: "This expedition is to ride Shi Huang's surname Mohebu, Zhongcheng's strategy is to fight steadily and step by step, take down the broken leaf river in one fell swoop and kill Mohe Dagan or a long-distance attack, quickly fight and decide, hit his tooth tent, capture the thief and capture the king"

"This," Fu Meng Lingcha stroked his beard and hesitated: "A certain one wants to win steadily, but at the moment, it seems that it is not impossible to run long-distance, but the cavalry only accounts for thirty percent of our army, how to run for a long distance."

"The advice of the heir is not to carry baggage, not to bring auxiliaries, not to camp at night, to sleep in the open air, not to bring cooking utensils, one person and one camel horse, only a piece of sheep felt, a bag of water bladders and fifty days of dry food, and to march quickly on two legs to run long distances to the Broken Leaf River, and go straight to the tent of the Turk Shiya."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look around at everyone present, meaning to say, my opinion has been published, and everyone is welcome to find faults.