Even when Zhao Chen was sick, he was still wearing a black armor uniform, he was tall and more imposing.

He stared at An Linghou coldly, "Where did An Linghou go? Lone is a prisoner, and he has the right to know."

An Linghou was stared at by him uncomfortably, and he replied gently, "The ministers really don't know. His Royal Highness also knows that the ministers are sparse and shallow, and the army is all supported by the prince. He will not tell his ministers where he is going or what he is going to do."

Zhao Chen took out the golden token from his arms and held it up, and said coldly, "You have the right to change generals before the battle, and An Linghou had better think about it before speaking." Otherwise, Gu will take over the Northwest Army and send another impeachment to the capital!"

An Linghou's face changed greatly. The prince actually has this permission!

He kept praising the prince, but he didn't think about it...... The prince is ashamed of his trust!

If you talk about it, he is the nephew of the Empress Dowager Lu and the uncle of the prince, but An Linghou does not dare to put this elder on the shelf.

He stood up tremblingly, knelt down on one knee and arched his hand, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is angry. Then the minister went to inquire carefully, where the prince had gone......

Zhao Chen's eyebrows became more and more gloomy, and An Linghou was planning to pretend to be with him to the end.

Shizi is the backbone of the border city camp, and now there are tens of thousands of Xiliang soldiers and horses stationed outside the pass, how can he leave without saying hello.

"In this way, An Linghou doesn't plan to be this general."

An Linghou said gloomily, "Your Highness should know the truth that if you don't keep things secret, you can't do it. If the prince has any actions, it must be that the less people know about it, the better, how could he tell the minister in advance? Just experienced a big battle the day before yesterday, the Xiliang army will definitely not attack immediately, what arrangements does the prince Xu use this gap to make arrangements......?"

If there is more, he will not be able to speak.

Otherwise, his son would have to look at him silently when he came back, and that feeling made him unable to distinguish who was Lao Tzu and who was his son.

Zhao Chen stood in front of him, looking at him condescendingly, his gaze was unusual, "An Linghou should be more stable, if you are not careful, it is a big crime to destroy the door."

An Linghou stubbornly arched his hand and said, "The minister respectfully obeys the teachings of His Royal Highness the Prince."

Zhao Chen lifted his robe and left the general's tent.

Wei Xiao followed behind, "Prince, you better go back to the camp to eat and take medicine first, your body can't be tossed any longer."

"There's no hurry."

Zhao Chen took a turn in the camp and rode out of the camp.

Three or four miles further away, it is Qingyun Pass.

There is yellow sand everywhere here, and even the city wall is made of gray yellow mud billets, which are tall and heavy, towering on the Gobi Desert. Behind it is the fertile soil of the Great Zhou for thousands of miles.

And the reason why it has such a Lingyun ambition name is because the sky is high and the clouds in the border city are sparse.

Zhao Chen climbed the city wall, there were soldiers on guard, and further on, there was a watchtower.

Climb the tower and look into the distance, there are flat Gobi for more than ten miles outside the city wall, unobstructed, and further on, there are low trees and grass like moss spots.

That meadow belongs to Xiliang.

Although there were no city walls to cover it, it was extremely difficult for the Great Zhou to take it for himself - the terrain was flat, there were no mountains on either side, and the construction of a long border defense project for that barren land was huge and the gains outweighed the losses.

At this time, the weather was fine, and the black and oppressive soldiers and horses on the grass were connected together, which was clearly visible. ….

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Zhao Chen's eagle eyes constricted, staring there, revealing the ferocity of drinking its blood and eating its flesh.

The two soldiers on the watchtower were shocked by the majesty of the prince's body, and they were both silent. For more than a month, they have been able to see the prince almost every day, and the prince only told them not to slack off, and never punished anyone, but they were still scared when they saw it.

The life they live of fighting and killing, they can clearly perceive the fierce murderous aura on the prince's body, and it seems that they can kill people at any time.

Zhao Chen pointed to a rather honest soldier, "Your name is Erniu, right?"

The soldier was flattered, and knelt down on one knee and replied in a loud voice, "Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, it is Erniu!"

Zhao Chen asked, "From last night to now, can anyone enter and leave Qingyun Pass?"

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, no one has entered or exited. Now during the war, Qingyun Pass has been closed, and the people are forbidden to go together!"

Zhao Chen asked, "Can anyone in the army go out of the city?"

Erniu said, "Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, no!"

Zhao Chen's heart was slightly relieved, so Lu Bing did not come out of Qingyun Pass.

He believed what Erniu said.

In his previous life, this Erniu guarded Qingyun Pass, and was shot into a sieve by the rain of arrows, and before he died, he climbed the city wall and fell, hitting several Xiliang soldiers on the cloud ladder.

Zhao Chen patted Erniu's shoulder, "Good boy, his voice is loud and full of confidence. You'll be a centurion from now on."

Erniu was stunned, then overjoyed, and said loudly with a grin, "His Royal Highness Prince Xie!"

Zhao Chen pointed to the Xiliang camp in the distance, "Keep an eye on them."

Erniu arched his hand and said, "Mark the order!"

Zhao Chen left the watchtower and returned to the barracks tent, and the person shook his body.

Wei Xiao hurriedly helped him sit down, and ordered breakfast and decoction to come in.

He persuaded bitterly, "Your Highness, your face is like burning, you need to rest. While there is no war now, you have to get better."

Zhao Chen took the decoction and raised it with one hand and drank it, where did he dare to relax, the defeat of the Northwest Army on all fronts was only a matter of three months.

Now a month and a half has passed, and time is running out for him.

He said, "Go to the city."

Wei Xiao received the order and went out of the camp and entered the city under the pretext of buying food.

Two days later, a secret guard came to deliver the letter, and Zhao Chen changed into civilian clothes and rode to the border city.

There is a restaurant in the city, called Anning Building.

It was newly opened a year ago, with elegant decoration and visitors from all over the world. At this time, it was a meal, and the business was very good, and most of the people who came were business travelers, speaking with an accent of Tiannan and Haibei.

Due to the war, they were stranded here and could not clear the customs to go to Xiliang to trade.

Zhao Chen went straight to the private room on the third floor, and as soon as he sat down, a guy served tea.

"What kind of wine and food do you want?"

Zhao Chen said lightly, "Peace wine, peace food."

The man's face didn't move, "Wait, guest officer, the wine and food will be here soon!"

But after a while, the shopkeeper came in with a pot of wine and two side dishes, "Guest officer, your wine and food!"

Wei Xiao closed the door of the private room, and the shopkeeper bowed, "Your Highness, as you expected, the Xiliang army has increased its troops to Cizhou, with at least 50,000 soldiers and horses."

Zhao Chen's eyes were slightly gloomy.

It's not fifty thousand, it's eighty thousand.

The defenders of Cizhou were only 20,000. With 10,000 troops each stationed in the neighboring states to the north and south, they were already too busy to take care of themselves, and they were simply unable to reinforce them.

His father only cared about the stability of the throne, but he didn't know how many soldiers had lost their lives because of his jealousy.

This battle allowed the Xiliang army to tear a hole in the Great Zhou, and the defeat was like a mountain.

In this life, the First World War in Cizhou was advanced by more than a month.

Lu Bing, I'm afraid I got the news and went to Cizhou. It's just that he has checked in the past two days, and he has not found any signs of troop transfer, where is Lu Bing going to transfer troops, and he may be able to transfer enough troops and horses?

Zhao Chen asked, "What's going on with General Fu?"

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