The camp of the Zhenbei Army, the commander of the Chinese army.

Huo Hongye, the champion Hou Shizi with neat armor, and Di Jian, who was dressed in a vermilion county guard uniform, sat separately as the host and guest.

"Uncle Shi, has the Jintian Mansion been arranged, and when will the move to the south begin?"

Huo Hongye held the tea bowl and said slowly.

Di Jian's face was embarrassed: "Shizi, I'm afraid it will take some time for the old minister." ”

Huo Hongye raised his slender lying silkworm eyebrows, and said softly: "If Uncle Shi has any difficulties, you might as well say it and see if the little nephew can help." ”

There are now nearly 100,000 people in Jintianfu, and the poor people of Yanquan County, Zhige County, Zhuma County, and Wuding County are gathered, and the old and weak women and children account for seventy percent. ”

Di Jian clenched his fists and said earnestly: "With the grain and straw reserves of the county government, it is temporarily unable to support the consumption of more than 100,000 people moving south, and if you move south, you may starve all over the wilderness, and there will be countless deaths and injuries. ”

The handsome tent was speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Huo Hongye above sighed in a low voice, and said helplessly: "What Uncle Shi said, how can the little nephew not know, but our Zhenbei Army and the Northern Barbarian Thieves are enemies of the sky, and if we don't leave, when the Northern Barbarian Thieves army is surrounded, we can only fight to the death...... Our Zhenbei Army can't afford to fight, and if we continue to fight, we will really hurt our vitality. ”

Di Jian didn't know the current predicament of the Zhenbei Army.

But he is a veteran of the Zhenbei Army and the county guard of Jintian Mansion, and he can't drive the 100,000 ordinary people in Jintian Mansion to a dead end.

As an official, even if it can't benefit one party, it can't harm several generations.

He hesitated for a long time, suddenly sighed, hugged his fists and said: "Can the prince invite the old marquis to come out of the mountain and preside over the overall situation......?"

The champion marquis is a hereditary heir.

passed to Huo Hongye, it is already the third generation.

The old marquis in Di Jian's mouth, that is, Huo Hongye's grandfather, the ancestor of the title of champion marquis, the founder of the Zhenbei Army, and the first champion Hou Huo Qing!

That is, Di Jian, Nie Ben, and many county guards and county captains in Xuanbei Prefecture followed when they were soldiers in the Zhenbei Army.

And Huo Hongye's father, the previous champion Hou Huoyun, died in battle on the reckless Tianji Grassland when he was ordered to go north to conquer the Golden Wolf Royal Court seven years ago.

That is, in that year, Huo Hongye entered Beijing as a hostage, and the Zhenbei Army went from a powerful army in Kyushu that could hunt the Northern Barbarians in the Tianji Grassland, to a group of dragons without a leader.

It was not until the beginning of last year, under the Zhufang Movement, that Huo Hongye was able to return to Xuanbei Prefecture and preside over the overall situation of the Zhenbei Army.

Many people think that Huo Yun will continue to be the champion Hou, so the first champion Hou Huo Qing will definitely be immortal...... Although I have never heard of the funeral of the champion Hou Fu.

But there is such a small setback in Xuanbei Prefecture, and I have always known that the first champion Hou Huoqing is still in the world.

For example, Di Jian and Nie Ben, veterans of the Zhenbei Army who followed Huo Qing to fight and were brothers and sisters with Huo Yunqing......

......

When Huo Hongye heard this, a look of hesitation also appeared on his face.

After a long time, he made up his mind and said: "Don't hide it from Uncle Shi, the little nephew has never seen his grandfather since he returned to Xuanbei Prefecture from the capital, and the little nephew doesn't know where his grandfather is now." ”

"What?"

Di Jian was taken aback, "You haven't seen the old marquis, so ...... strategy to lure the northern barbarians into the customs this time?"

So many of them are county guards and county lieutenants who are shepherding one side, and they are willing to follow Huo Hongye to play this big game of chess, of course, not because of foolishness.

The ass decides the head.

Sitting in their current position, no matter how loyal they are to the Huo family, it is impossible to take the lives of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in a county and accompany Huo Hongye to go crazy with a yellow-mouthed child!

They are willing to accompany Huo Hongye under this banner, but it is not for Huo Hongye's face from beginning to end, and Huo Hongye is not so big-faced.

The one they trusted was the generalissimo of the Zhenbei Army they had followed.

Huo Hongye was as steady as Mount Tai, and waved his hand lightly: "Uncle Shi is not in a hurry, although the little nephew has lived in the capital in seclusion all these years, he has always had correspondence with his grandfather. ”

He said yes.

Di Jian didn't dare to believe this young man anymore.

This game of chess has come to the point where none of them can take the field, if the old marquis can't come out to support the field, Xuanbei Prefecture will be over, even if the court behind can gather a large army into Xuanbei to expel the Northern Barbarians, I'm afraid that it will be ten rooms and nine empty!

"Can the prince write the old marquis's handwriting and look at the old minister?"

Di Jian got up and waved his hands.

Huo Hongye: "There is no need!"

He took out a secret compartment from under the big black stone case in front of him, picked out a letter from it, and handed it to Di Jian with both hands.

Di Jian took the letter with both hands, and did not draw the letterhead, but took the letter and carefully studied the handwriting and seal on the envelope.

After a while, his brows relaxed slightly, and he respectfully held the letter and handed it back to Huo Hongye: "It is indeed the old marquis's handwriting." ”

Huo Hongye didn't mind that he didn't trust himself, such a big chess game was indeed not something he could play.

"Did the old marquis ever say, when will his old man go out of the mountain to clean up the mess?"

Di Jian asked again.

Huo Hongye shook his head helplessly: "The little nephew also asked my grandfather this question, but his old man only said that when the time comes, he will naturally show ......up."

Di Jian pondered for a while, and actually comforted Huo Hongye in turn: "The prince doesn't have to worry, the old marquis has thousands of ravines in his chest, and the use of soldiers has always been eclectic, you just need to follow his old man's strategy step by step, and the Northern Barbarian thieves are not worried!"

Huo Hongye looked at Di Jian, who comforted him, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

It has been more than ten years since Di Jian left the Zhenbei Army, and a handwritten letter from his grandfather can still make him so obedient and confident...... I am afraid that for the rest of my life, I will not be able to touch the heights that my grandfather has reached.

He nodded and said softly: "So, before my grandfather shows up to clean up the mess, we still have to do our best to save more blood and bones for Xuanbei Prefecture and Zhenbei Army." ”

Di Jian didn't postpone it this time.

His face was cloudy and he struggled for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Please give the old minister five days, just five days, the old minister will definitely mobilize the people of the whole city to move south!"

Huo Hongye turned his head, looked at the animal skin map hanging on one side for a long time, and gritted his teeth and said: "Then the little nephew will take the 50,000 robes of the Zhenbei Army and fight for Uncle Shi for five days!"

"After five days, if Uncle Shi can't use the people of Jintian Mansion again, then the little nephew can't only order the army to enter the city and force them to move south with knives and guns!"

"Old minister, you will live up to the trust of the son!"

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