On the day that Fan Zeng entered Muling Pass, another team of nearly 100 people had quietly come to a hundred miles outside Muling Pass, and these people were the envoys of the Xiang clan in Jiangdong, who came to Muling Pass to recruit Zhang Han on the orders of Xiang Bo and Xiang Yu.

Unlike Fan Zeng and his entourage, the leader of this team is not an old man, but a young young general.

Although he is not stubborn at this moment, the momentum that is revealed is clearly only possessed by people in the army, and this person is Xiang Zhuang, the little general of Jiangdong.

In order to show the sincerity of the solicitation, Xiang Bo specially arranged for Xiang Zhuang to come to Mulingguan as the chief envoy to meet Zhang Han.

At this moment, they were marching on a mountain path outside Muling Pass, at this time the sun shadow was sinking in the west, and the sunset near the mountain scattered the dim yellow sunlight on the forest path through the branches, and there was a faint layer of mist, adding a rare peace to this troubled world.

However, Xiang Zhuang's heart was not at peace at this moment, because his heart was troubled by this trip to Mulingguan, and the reason was because he received a piece of news that made him deeply disturbed yesterday.

Just yesterday, Xiang Zhuang received a letter forwarded by Xiang Bo: according to the report of the spies they planted in Qindi, two thousand tiger soldiers escorted Fan Zeng out of Xianyang a few days ago, and according to the spies, these horses were most likely heading for Muling Pass.

When Xiang Zhuang learned that Fusu had sent Fan Zeng to Muling Pass, he had a headache for a while.

Starting from Fusu's succession to the throne and presiding over the state politics of Great Qin, Jiangdong and Fusu have been fighting constantly, and the confrontation with Fan Zeng is naturally not a few, which makes Fan Zeng regret that Jiangdong does not seem to take advantage of these confrontations, but is frustrated everywhere, either losing troops or losing the city and losing the land.

In order to arrive at Muling Pass before Fan Zeng, Xiang Zhuang did not dare to slack off since he received the letter yesterday, and traveled all the way.

After two days of galloping, coupled with the difficulty of the mountain road, this group of people was already sleepy at the moment.

"Major General, this place is less than a hundred miles away from Muling Pass, and besides, it is almost dusk, and people are sleepy and tired. Why don't we rest here? Rush to Mulingguan early tomorrow morning, I really can't walk! The accompanying official suggested to Xiang Zhuang.

Xiang Zhuang glanced back at the little official helplessly, then turned around and looked at everyone, and finally shook his head helplessly.

"How can you not know that Xiang Zhuang is tired, but General Xiang Bo wants us to meet Zhang Han before Fan Zeng. If I wait here to rest, delay, and let Fan Zeng take the lead in front, then my Jiangdong will fall into passivity, and at that time, don't say that I will recruit Zhang Han, I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter the gate. This time, I can only grieve you, and when you enter Muling Pass, you must be allowed to rest. ”

Although Xiang Zhuang knew that the continuous rush in the past two days had exhausted these entourage, but before seeing Zhang Han, Xiang Zhuang would never dare to delay the trip, no matter how tired they were, they could only stretch up.

Because for them Jiangdong, even if they can't recruit Zhang Han, they won't fall into a desperate situation immediately, and they are afraid that Fan Zeng will seize the opportunity to recruit Zhang Han.

If Zhang Han chooses to surrender to Fusu under Fan Zeng's clever words, it will be really a big disaster for them Jiangdong.

After several years of conquest, the people of Jiangdong at this time were already exhausted, and in the face of Fusu's aggressive offensive, Jiangdong was already struggling, and could only support it.

During the South Vietnam War, Fusu took the opportunity to cross the Xiangshui, which they regarded as a natural barrier, making Xiangshui an inland river of Daqin, and what was even more deadly was that Changsha County of Nuoda also fell into Fusu.

If Zhang Han returned to Fusu again at this time and assisted Fusu to attack and kill from the north, then they Jiangdong would really be helpless.

Seeing that Xiang Zhuang did not agree to his suggestion, the accompanying officials had no choice but to shut up and stop talking.

It's not that Xiang Zhuang is ruthless, but the current situation is too critical, and they Jiangdong really can't afford such a result as Zhang Han's surrender to Qin.

In the middle of the night, after a rapid march in the middle of the night, Xiang Zhuang and his entourage finally saw Muling Pass in the distance in the light, and they were less than ten miles away from Muling Pass at this time.

Just as Xiang Zhuang and his party were about to walk the last few miles in one go, the spies who were in charge of exploring the path in front of the team turned back and reported to Xiang Zhuang a shocking news: it turned out that the spies found a camp not far from them blocking their way to knock on the pass.

It stands to reason that Zhang Han's men and horses should be inside Muling Pass at the moment, not outside this Muling Pass.

For the sake of safety, Xiang Zhuang immediately ordered all the entourage to extinguish the torches in their hands, while he himself followed the spies to find out the news.

After crossing the entourage and marching two or three miles in the direction of Muling Pass, Xiang Zhuang saw the camp that the spies said, and just like that, he appeared in Xiang Zhuang's vision.

At this time, they were in a position where they could clearly see the Muling Guan Tower, which was seven or eight miles away in front of them, only to see the torches inserted in the Guan Lou swaying in the wind, and the figures of the people on the Guan Lou were sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

And the camp that the spies were referring to was right between them and Mu Ling Guan Tower, and it happened to be on the road leading to Mu Ling Guan Tower.

After staring at the gate for a moment, Xiang Zhuang retracted his gaze, and then carefully looked at the camp in front of him, except for the flickering handle in the hands of the patrol soldiers, the camp was dark, obviously the soldiers in the camp had already rested at this time.

On the guardrail on the periphery of the camp, there is a circle of sparse torches, although these torches are not very dense, but they can completely outline the approximate scale of the camp, with the experience accumulated in the past camp, Xiang Zhuang roughly estimated that the camp is about two or three thousand people.

Faced with the abrupt camp in front of him, Xiang Zhuang had no idea for a while.

It stands to reason that this camp should not be Zhang Han's department, because no one with a normal mind would throw thousands of people in a place that he can't take care of.

If it wasn't the camp of Zhang Han's department, who would it be? Could it be Qin Jun's? Judging from the number of people, there is indeed this possibility, because the Qin army escorting Fan Zeng is exactly 2,000 people, and the camp in front of him is exactly in line with this number of people.

But after careful analysis, Xiang Zhuang felt that this reason seemed to be untenable, no matter how bold the Tiger Army was, he wouldn't dare to set up camp under the building, right? Once the Muling Pass garrison kills out at night, will these 2,000 people still have a way to live?

Even if Xiang Zhuang racked his brains, he couldn't think of a reason. He really wanted to ignore this camp, and went straight to Muling Pass with his entourage. Didn't he come here in the starry night just to see Zhang Han before Fan Zeng? Now that he is about to see Zhang Han, he has encountered such a strange thing, which really makes Xiang Zhuang in a dilemma.

Although he wanted to rush to the bottom of Guan Lou regardless of it, reason told Xiang Zhuang that he couldn't act like this.

If he really wants to ignore it, it is very likely that the team of 100 people will be killed inexplicably.

In the case of unclear circumstances, bypassing these people and going straight to the Muling Pass, when knocking on the pass, it will inevitably alarm the soldiers in the camp, if this team of men and horses suddenly kills and takes advantage of the night to attack and kill them, the consequences are unimaginable!

If this situation really happens, then all the hundreds of people under him will die, and in such a night, even Zhang Han, who has tens of thousands of troops, does not dare to rashly switch troops to rescue.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiang Zhuang temporarily abandoned the idea of approaching Mu Lingguan Tower, and decided to take advantage of the night to get close to the camp with the spies to investigate.

After making up his mind, Xiang Zhuang left the hiding place with the spies, quickly returned to the team, changed into a black night suit, and then went straight to the camp not far away under the cover of night.

After a cup of tea, Xiang Zhuang and the two of them successfully touched the periphery of the camp, at this time they could vaguely see the neatly arranged military tents in the camp by the light of the fire, judging from the clothing of the patrol soldiers in the camp, it seemed to be the outfit of the Great Qin Tiger Army, and then look at the camp in the camp, although it was a little blurry, but the huge "Qin" word embroidered in the middle of the camp can still distinguish a few points.

After confirming that the camp here belonged to the Tiger Army, Xiang Zhuang and the others took advantage of the night to touch back.

After Xiang Zhuang told everyone the news he had investigated, everyone was silent for a while, and a melancholy mood instantly spread, enveloping the top of everyone's heads.

They came day and night, just to see Zhang Han before the Qin people, and saw that they had reached the Muling Pass, but they were blocked by the Qin army in front of them, and the most terrible thing was that Fan Zeng was already possible to enter the pass before them.

Just when everyone was silent, an entourage broke the oppressive silence and said to Xiang Zhuang with a firm gaze: "Young General, there is a plan for the humble position, which will definitely destroy Fan Zeng's plan and make my Jiangdong take the lead in this trip to Mulingguan." ”

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