Wang Yijing looked at Cheng Xing's team with ill intentions, the latter trembled in his heart, and glanced at his subordinates vaguely, and several people in the crowd stepped back in tacit understanding.

"Hey, don't hide behind that dwarf, don't look at others, it's you."

Wang Yijing shouted at a black soldier, and the other party tried to lower his already not tall figure as much as possible, but he still saw it.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the soldier smiled honestly and walked out of the crowd, "General Wang, your name is me?" ”

"What's your name?"

"Feng Lei."

"You'll follow me from now on."

The man turned his head to look at Cheng Xing, the latter nodded slightly, his heart ached, Feng Lei was not an ordinary soldier at all, but his personal guard, although he was short in stature, he was brave and good at fighting, and his prestige in the army was not lost to thousands of households.

I thought that Wang Yijing was a blind cat and a dead mouse, but I didn't want his next words to make Cheng Xing's heart tremble again:

"Uncle, what did you do before you came out to join the army at such an old age?"

"Back to my lord, I used to farm."

An old man with gray hair walked out of the queue, his military uniform crumpled, he didn't stand, he grinned, and his teeth were still leaking.

Cheng walked forward and seemed to persuade with good intentions:

"General Wang, forget about this, at first glance, it looks like a veteran who has been on the battlefield all the year round and only works but does not work, and it is a bad thing for you to bring it back."

"Cheng Zongbing's words are wrong, there is a way that there is an old man in the family who has a treasure, and the sword on the field has no eyes, this old man can live until now, which shows that he has the talent to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

I didn't expect him to charge into battle like a young man at his age, I just wanted to ask him to be a military advisor in the army, and he couldn't command the battle, and he could command the escape. ”

The young man's words made Cheng Xing's face twitch, the old man's name was Chang Shiyi, and he was familiar with marching and arranging formations, but he was not his military advisor.

Cheng Zongbing has the heart to return to the absolute side, but what he said before has been said, and now pointing out Chang Shiyi's identity will only seem scheming, and after a little consideration, he can only choose to eat this dumb loss.

Wang Yijing looked at the other party's secret expression, and forced back a smile, the two holes under his eyebrows were not panting, and he had already paid special attention to the other party's capable men when he attacked Fucheng yesterday.

At that time, the old man was riding a tall horse, wearing a scarf and holding a paper fan, and sat in the back with a pleasant expression, which meant that he was a bit of a winner.

Wang Yijing looked at the crowd again, his eyes looked around, and finally found the one he wanted the most.

The other party looks ordinary, he won't pay attention to it at a glance, even if he looks at it three or five times, he still can't remember it when he looks back, but the performance of such an ordinary person on the battlefield is impressive.

At that time, Wang Yijing jumped to the top of the city, and someone had already killed a bloody road, and a bright silver spear in that person's hand pressed a group of enemy troops to retreat frequently, so that he could easily take Zhang Fucheng.

Seeing that Wang Yijing set his eyes on the hundred households he liked the most, Cheng Xing didn't care about his face, and hurriedly stepped forward to block the way:

"Brother Wang, I really can't give this to you."

"Why?"

"He's my brother-in-law."

"That's a shame."

Wang Yijing shook his head with a look of regret, and then picked a few more people, but this time the other party did not stop him.

At the end of the order, Wang Yijing held 3,000 soldiers and horses in his hand, and left in high spirits, leaving Cheng Xing standing in place with a bitter face, which was more uncomfortable than robbing his daughter-in-law.

The young general who escaped the catastrophe came to his side and said with a hippie smile:

"General, when will I become your brother-in-law?"

Cheng Xing glanced at him, and said angrily:

"The fox's tail can't be hidden? If you want to be my brother-in-law, let's talk about it when I do a thousand households. ”

"The subordinates thanked the general in advance, oh no, it's the eldest brother."

The young man's face was happy, as if it was not difficult to take the position of a thousand households.

Cheng Xing didn't bother to take care of him, turned his head to look at Wang Yijing's distant back, and said to himself:

"This time, I lost my sister and broke my soldiers."

……

With a capable general, Wang Yijing was like a tiger with wings, and with 3,000 soldiers and horses, he went to the next mansion, and the king of Wu was not stingy, and gave 3,000 people with a wave of his hand.

In just ten days, Wang Yijing was promoted from a thousand households to a general soldier with 6,000 soldiers, and his position was once high.

Although the name of the general soldier is famous, not everyone can be the one, more than 100 people thrown on the battlefield can not stir up any waves, as long as there are a few fierce generals, willing to charge into battle to serve the death, after all, they can fight a beautiful battle.

But if it is replaced by thousands of people, the main general will not be able to do what he wants, and can only carefully command the battalion step by step.

Wang Yijing had been a general before, so he naturally knew his duties, so he calmed down and stayed in the rear, and from time to time ordered his command to attack the city.

He has been named the general army for more than half a month, during which he has won three cities in a row, as long as he takes Fan Xiong, who is known as the "southwest gateway" in front of him, the entire southwest will fall into the control of King Wu.

The terrain of the southwest and northwest is complex, and it has always been the trouble of the Central Plains, once the division is formed, and finally the metropolis will evolve into a tug-of-war, and no matter how strong the national strength is, it will not be able to support it in ten or twenty years.

Not only did the king of Wu know this, but the emperor who was far away in the capital also knew very well, in the past month, he sent people to keep an eye on the army going south, and the news kept coming back to the Beijing division for a moment, Ji Hong traveled day and night, and finally rushed to support before the king of Wu took Fan Xiong.

When the scout saw the soldiers and horses from afar, he hurriedly went back to report the news, and when Wang Yijing heard that tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were coming towards him, he hurriedly ordered a retreat.

By the time he brought 6,000 men to make peace with most of the people, Ji Hong had already set up camp outside Fanxiong City.

"Lord Wang, the reinforcements from the imperial court have arrived, and there are 70,000 horses."

Wang Yijing said this, but in fact he was not panicked at all, to be precise, he was still a little excited, winning more with less, and it was not that he had not fought.

King Wu saw what he thought, shook his head, and said:

"I'm afraid it won't be as you wish this time, the person who led the team is named Ji Hong, and he is his own person."

"What?"

The young man's eyes widened, it was 70,000 people, which was nothing hundreds of years ago, and it was more than that.

But where has the current emperor experienced war, since he has never touched a weapon in his life, he does not have the strength to lead troops, so he is extra cautious, and the title of general is not to be given away like money, but they will not have more than 30,000 troops on hand.

Ji Hong came with 70,000 people, obviously under the emperor's order, if it was really King Wu's people, wouldn't he have played the emperor?

While he was thinking about it, a guard stepped forward quickly and handed out a letter:

"Lord Wang, the gate of Fan Xiong's city has been opened, we can enter the city at any time."

Looking at the neat handwriting on the envelope, King Wu did not open it in a hurry, he looked at the garrison in the distance, sighed and said:

"Originally, he just repaid the grace of saving his life, but this time it is what I owe him."

Wang Yijing was born in the royal family, so he naturally knew the emperor's methods, and his face changed slightly:

"The prince is saying that this General Ji has abandoned his family."

Wang Siheng nodded, folded the letter and stuffed it into his cuffs, and said in a deep voice:

"The whole army is drawn and enters Fan Xiong."

Although he avoided a vicious battle, Wang Yijing's mood was not very good, and the generals who defected to King Wu must have been prepared in this regard.

Once the success is done, it will be ten thousand bones withered, how many people will die if the emperor gains power?

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