In the dark and spacious tent, hundreds of faces were extremely gloomy.

After listening to Xu Rant's narration, everyone's hearts were solemn, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Quiet, still quiet, the sudden change was like thunder, and all these guys who were complacent before were dumbfounded.

Xu Rampant is strong in his heart, and he has passed the threshold of shock; Now, he's the calmest man in the run. I saw him standing upright, without speaking, but his gaze swept over every face unscrupulously.

Wherever his gaze sweeps, people will bow their heads.

Xu Yan's gaze was so sharp, and some of his previous actions were even more terrifying than his gaze at this time, which left a deep impression on these people; No one dared to look at him.

Looking at it, Xu Yan's eyes moved to the center of the tent; There, a richly dressed young man did not choose to avoid it, but raised his head and met Xu Rampant's gaze.

As the commander of Fan Chuanjun, he thought that he was not afraid of Xu Rampant, so it was impossible to be defeated by a gaze.

Xu was speechless, and when he saw the young man, the domineering and fierce in his eyes gradually converged; However, even with a constricted gaze, still... Like a knife.

"Xu Yan, if you have something to say, there is no need to look at the world."

The young man didn't resist in the end, he rolled his eyes quite unwillingly, avoiding Xu Yan's gaze.

"Well, since the boss has spoken, then I'll be blunt, fight!"

Xu Rant's voice was not loud, one word, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

War!?

One word, bombarded in the camp tent, and suddenly set off a stormy wave; Those who were quiet could no longer be quiet and began to talk to each other and whisper.

"Our strategy is to annex Liaozhou and dominate the eastern part of the country, but we have never thought of going to war with the imperial court."

"Zhiyang is a small city, and it is not impossible to give up for the time being."

"I don't know how many military horses the imperial court has dispatched this time, if there are only tens of thousands of people, it will not be a problem."

"I'm afraid that there are more than tens of thousands of people, if the Shenzhou Imperial Court unites with the Liu family in Zhongzhou, and hundreds of thousands of troops will be overwhelmed, how can we resist?"

.......

The bursts of discussion have gradually changed from the "whispers" at the beginning to the uproar of the sky.

Xu Yan didn't join the discussion, he was listening quietly; In fact, even if he didn't listen, he could guess what these people were thinking.

"Silence!"

The "young coach" slapped the table, with anger on his face, and said sharply: "If you have anything to say on the table, tell it to the handsome, don't discuss it in private." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was silence everywhere, and no one dared to say a word more.

"Rubbish!"

The "young coach" slapped the table again, the anger on his face was even more than a little bigger, and he scolded: "Lao Tzu supplies you with hundreds or thousands of stones of money and food a year, but when something happens, all of them become turtles with shrunken heads. ”

The more he scolded, the more no one dared to speak up; The situation has reached a stalemate.

"You..."

The young coach wanted to speak and stopped, and when he encountered such a situation, he only felt a headache and was deeply powerless.

"Xu Yan, you say. You say you want to fight, why fight? How to fight? How much to grasp? ”

The young coach looked at the silent crowd with their heads bowed, and there was only infinite anger; Suddenly, he saw Xu Rant, who was tall and calm, and suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and asked questions again and again.

"If you don't fight, then you can only lose Zhiyang, and if Zhiyang is lost, the enemy will be stronger, and the future battle will be more difficult."

"The battle ahead? Do you mean that the enemy's target is not just Zhiyang? ”

The young coach asked in a deep voice, his eyes trying to hide the panic.

"Of course, it's not just Zhiyang, if it's just encroaching on Zhiyang, what's the benefit to the imperial court? Why did they occupy a mountain city thousands of miles away from Shenzhou? If the entire Kanto region falls into our hands, how much effort will it take for the imperial court to hold on to a lonely city? Xu Rant's voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful, which made people have to be convinced.

"But you said they only had tens of thousands."

"I said that there were tens of thousands of people besieging Zhiyang, but it doesn't mean that they only have tens of thousands." Xu Yan looked at the "boss" coldly, and said in a cold voice: "To be precise, there are tens of thousands of people in the vanguard. ”

"Then you say, how many of them are there?"

The "young coach" was obviously panicked, and the cover in his eyes was gone.

"Say less... 300,000! The corners of Xu Yan's mouth squeezed out a few words with difficulty, and they fell into the ears of the "boss", like thunder.

"It doesn't hurt." It took a while for the young coach to stabilize his mind, and he said to himself: "I still have 250,000 armor." ”

"Alas-" Xu Yan sighed, looked at the "boss" helplessly, and said softly: "Back then, the 'Huangtiandao Uprising', do you still remember the marshal?" ”

Huang Tiandao!

As soon as the three words came out, the "young coach" was like ashes.

Ten years ago, there was a demon in Jiangzhou, calling himself the "Holy Son of Huangtian", trumpeting his heresy that "the sky is gone, and the yellow sky should be done", bewitching many lower-class people, and setting off a huge "Huangtiandao Uprising", at its peak, known as 100,000 yellow clothes!

However, the Ye and Tan families only gathered 20,000 people, and the disaster was solved within a month!

The combat effectiveness of the regular army and the rebel army is never at the same level!

In that case, how can you fight?

There was only one voice in the heart of the "young coach" who was roaring. An hour ago, he fantasized about being called the Emperor of the Crown; Today, even survival has become a problem.

"Xu Yan, you know that the enemy is outnumbered, but you still insist on fighting, what is your intention?"

The "young coach" suddenly sank, glared at Xu Rant, and asked coldly.

He made up his mind that he would never be an enemy of the Jokhang court, and it was a big deal to return the land of Qingzhou and return to Lingzhou; Even, it is not impossible to accept Zhao'an.

"Have you thought about it? The enemy is so menacing that it is clear that he wants to destroy us. Taking advantage of their unstable foothold, the thunder attack, maybe some results may be obtained, which will greatly reduce their spirit; If not, we will have a harder time in the future. If you lose Zhiyang today, you will lose Lantai tomorrow, and you will lose Fanzhen the day after tomorrow; Finally, where is our foothold? Xu Rantant's words are conclusive, and in the face of the "boss's" questioning, he is not afraid, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Enough, don't say it again, there are hundreds of people in this camp, are you the only one who understands the art of war?"

The "young coach" was furious, and stopped Xu Rant's thoughts of going on. Before, it was he who asked Xu Rampant questions and used it to break the cold field; Nowadays, it is too many languages.

"Okay..."Xu Yan is not a muddy person, his anger is rising, although he promises to be "boss", but his cold eyes clearly reveal the chill of wanting to kill!

It's okay not to look at his gaze, but at a glance, the "young coach" is not only frightened, but also a little more angry.

"Now the situation is unstable, the situation is unknown, Ben Shuai feels that it is not appropriate to act rashly, and the expedient measure is to gather the scattered army, and we will go back to Fanchuan. What do you think, guys? ”

The "young coach" stood up, tried to straighten his waist, and glanced at everyone in front of him; However, the majestic gaze he pretended to show never fell on Xu Yi.

Ostensibly, he was asking people; But in fact, he has already made up his mind and said his own opinions, where is the room for opposition?

"I... Support the idea of the marshal. ”

After a long time, one of them spoke up tremblingly and chose to support.

"Good"

A smile appeared on the corner of the "young boss's mouth", and he glanced at the man with appreciation, and then said: "Chen Gong has already expressed his position, and you can't shirk it." ”

"I also support the idea of the big marshal." Someone spoke again.

"I also support the idea of the big marshal."

"And me."

"Me too."

"I'll wait, swear to support the handsome."

......

Listening to the words of everyone in the camp, the smile on the face of the "young coach" became more and more vigorous.

He thought in his heart: Xu Rampant, no matter how arrogant you are, no matter how unruly you are, your strength is extraordinary; But this Fan Chuanjun has only one person to talk to, and that is Lao Tzu.

"Well, if that's the case, then it's decided. Gather your subordinates on your own, and remember to act quickly ......"

"Dashuai, I'll say it one last time, I advocate fighting to the death!"

The words of the "young coach" were halfway through, but they were interrupted by Xu Yan without any scruples.

"What are you doing!?"

The "young coach" changed his face suddenly, his expression was hideous, and he squeezed out a few words viciously from the corners of his mouth: "Xu Yan, do you want to die?" ”