Li Jiangyao once again showed a lot of tricks, so that Duolun and Durham witnessed a miracle.

In just over half a day, the great army that the Turks had imagined in their minds appeared in front of them with great fanfare.

The timing of the Metasequoia Legion's actions was very clever.

In the early morning, the whole road of soldiers and horses appeared in the open, from the formation out of the city, to the march into the Ulundu River, all fell into the eyes of the other party's scouts. When the team arrived near the Pansong ferry and prepared to enter the improvised camp set up by the vanguard, it was just getting dark.

In the dim evening darkness, the "army" of Zhenjiang composed of the common people of Metasequoia lit the torches prepared in advance, each holding two in his hand and holding them high. Even the accompanying mules, horses, and cattle had two or three torches planted on the saddle bridge.

Looking at the past from afar, the entire team was like a huge fire dragon, winding and hovering in front of the Western Xinjiang Coalition Army.

And the most elite ghost-faced white-robed soldiers under Li Jiangyao's command were forming a loose cavalry formation at this moment, and their horizontal swords were immediately thousands of steps outside the camp gate. They were blocked between the camp of the Western Xinjiang Allied Army and the camp of the Zhenjiang Army, monitoring the enemy's every move from afar, and were ready to meet the enemy at any time.

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"I said Duolun, are we just watching it like this, let those Holy Tang barbarians casually transfer troops and easily enter the camp to rest?" Durham asked, slightly dissatisfied.

Duolun knew in his heart that Durham was planning to take advantage of Li Jiangyao's tired march and unstable foothold, and rush over to catch the other party off guard. The strategy is right, and the timing is right, but ......

He looked at Alikjiang next to him, and Alikjiang quickly shook his head vigorously at him, making an expression of "don't be like this".

Duolun sighed secretly, and turned to Durham and said, "Don't worry, Master Hou. The enemy's morale is high at this time, and he is prepared, so it will definitely not be easy to deal with. Unless we have tens of thousands of Turkic Golden Armor warriors at hand now, we should try to avoid taking risks. ”

Durham is a rough man, but he is not stupid. He heard the helplessness between Duolun's words: after all, the Western Xinjiang Middle Route Army was all under Alikjiang, no matter how much they Turkic people wanted to fight, and the people in Western Xinjiang were unwilling, he couldn't help it.

Moreover, Duolun has another meaning: such a hard-fought offensive can only rely on the Turkic army with strong combat power, and the soft eggs in Western Xinjiang are absolutely impossible to count on.

Durham shook his beard in dissatisfaction: "Lamb! That's it! What a! ”

Duolun comforted gently: "Master Hou, you don't have to be angry, in fact, the situation in front of us is still very favorable to us." ”

As soon as he said this, not only Durham, but even Alekjiang became interested, and hurriedly pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"Little Duolun, you said that the situation is favorable to us, what is the advantageous method?" Durham asked.

Duolun smiled: "Oh, why do you all have such expressions?" Did you really forget? Although Li Jiangyao did not retreat in Metasequoia City as we expected before, but chose to take the initiative to challenge, and the number of troops was much more than the intelligence showed, to be honest, this was indeed very unexpected to me. Still, isn't this the same situation as the Prince of the Templar designed? ”

"You're right!" Durham suddenly realized, stroked his palm and smiled: "Haha, after a big circle, the Holy Tang people are still facing us from the front." As long as we drag Li Jiangyao here, Mohadi's iron cavalry will be able to pick up from the back bread and completely shred him! Well, who let him be clever enough to leave Metasequoia and run to the plains to challenge Lao Tzu?! ”

Alikjiang was a little worried: "Two adults, our original plan was to drag the middle route army to hold back forty or fifty thousand enemy troops, but the other party has now doubled and has more soldiers and horses than us, how should this battle be delayed?" ”

Durham was about to scold Alecjiang for being cowardly as a mouse, but Duolun hurriedly stopped him and persuaded him with kind words: "Your Highness, you don't have to worry. I will set off at once and personally go to the city of Pai to ask Mo Shuai to return to the division. This is only a few days at most. Before we come back, His Royal Highness and the Marquis don't have to fight with Li Jiangyao, they just need to hold the camp of Pansong Ferry. Three days, three days at most, we will definitely make Li Jiangyao regret it! ”

Duolun held up three fingers and looked at the Alek River steadily.

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After the Turkic general Duolun set off, Alikjiang sat alone in the tent, silently playing with the Nine Star Blade.

He had a lot of questions in his mind that he needed to think about carefully.

First of all, how could Li Jiangyao have so many extra soldiers out of thin air?

As the leader of the Western Frontier Alliance, Alik Jiang, the king of Loulan, has a huge intelligence system within the alliance. The spies lurking in Metasequoia City had previously reported the general situation of the Zhenjiang Army.

But now, in the blink of an eye, those circumstances have changed dramatically.

Could it be that there is fraud in this?

Alekjiang's eyes kept narrowing, opening them, squinting again, opening them again, and there was a thief light flashing in his eyes.

No, Li Jiangyao must be bluffing.

The little force in his hand is full of calculations, and it will be about 50,000 to die, and it is impossible to scatter beans into soldiers and conjure up an army of 100,000 at once.

However, what is the purpose behind the reckless action of Metasequoia soldiers and horses pouring out of the nest and pretending to challenge?

Is it to put pressure on himself so that the Central Route Army can withdraw as soon as possible?

Since he escaped from Li Jiangyao's hands and returned to the camp safely, Alekjiang gradually forgot about Li Jiangyao's promise to annihilate 10,000 Turkic iron cavalry. This situation is considered by him from the perspective of his own habitual thinking: how can the agreement between the two parties be done accurately? What's more, Mohadi's cavalry is not paper-mâché, and if you want to completely bring down this elite without paying a double price, you don't even think about it. Therefore, unless Li Jiangyao is a big fool, it is absolutely impossible to fulfill this agreement and provoke a strong Turkic enemy for no reason.

Villains who are treacherous often think that others are the same as themselves, only looking for interests and not asking about justice.

This is the case with the Alik River.

Along this line of thought, in Alikjiang's view, the most likely tacit understanding between him and Li Jiangyao is simply to restrain each other and avoid direct conflict. It was for this reason that he had managed to convince the Turks to take the Mohadi far away.

Now, seeing that he had been back for so long, Li Jiangyao had not led the army to withdraw from the battle and return to Loulan State, so he naturally couldn't bear it, so he dispatched a large army to force and put pressure.

Alekjiang nodded silently: Well, yes, it must be like this.

If the current situation is what he thinks, then the best thing to do is, of course, to follow Duolun's previous suggestion, choose to avoid the battle for the time being, and wait for him to call back the Turkic powerhouse of Mohadi, let Li Jiangyao fight with the Turks, and after fighting for both sides, he will come out and pick a bargain.

This is in the interests of Loulan State.

So, Alekjiang deliberately avoided Durham for three days, lest that guy suddenly have a whim and force himself to lead his troops out of the camp to confront the Zhenjiang army. Meantime. Alekjiang also strictly ordered his subordinates, no matter how Li Jiangyao provoked them, they were resolutely not allowed to take half a step out of the camp gate, and those who violated the order would be beheaded!

Under the high degree of restraint of the Alek River, three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the two armies confronted each other from afar, and they were really at peace.

The Metasequoia Regiment of the Zhenjiang Army is in the camp all day long, exercising and training, eating and sleeping, looking harmless to humans and animals, and the state is relaxed as if they are here for a camping outing. And the Western Xinjiang Central Route Army was strictly suppressed by the Alekjiang River, and they were indeed afraid of the terrible combat power of the ghost-faced white-robed army, so they were also happy to defend the camp in peace.

There was an uncanny tranquility and calm throughout the battlefield, except for one man who was furious and anxious to fight: the Marquis of Durham, the Turkic lieutenant marshal.

After Doron ran to find Mohadi, Durham only had to stop for a day before he couldn't help but want to fight the soldiers and horses of Zhenjiang. He searched for Alikjiang everywhere in the camp of the Middle Route Army, hoping that the king of Loulan would send some men and horses to take turns to fight against Li Jiangyao and them, so as to break the current situation.

However, Alekjiang, the king of Loulan, was a master of hide and seek, and he had the intention to avoid it, and found a random place to squat in the huge camp, and the Marquis of Durham couldn't even touch him.

Durham couldn't find anyone, and he couldn't help but tremble with anger, and it wasn't until the evening of the third day that he finally let out: "Damn! Don't look for it! Alekjiang, the lamb, I don't know where he hid in, wasting the fighter in vain! Wait a few more hours, and it will be time for Duolun to return. ”

was scolding, but saw Alekjiang Shi Ran walk into the tent, smiled at Durham, and said, "Hehe, Master Hou." Listen to my subordinates, you have something to do with me? ”

"You bastard, where have you died these two days?!"

Alekjiang pretended to be surprised: "I haven't been going anywhere, I've been handsome." ”

Durham shouted, "Fart! Lao Tzu personally ran twice, but I didn't see your ghost. ”

Alikjiang replied lightly: "Oh, it may happen that it is convenient for me to go out." Master Hou, you don't know, I've had a stomach trouble these days, and I'm really uncomfortable. By the way, what are you looking for me? ”

Durham originally wanted to say, "I'm looking for you to fight Li Jiangyao!" But after thinking about it, it was all delayed at this time, and even if he said it, it was in vain, so he sighed helplessly and said: "Alas, forget it, don't mention it." How are you preparing? Seeing that Mohadi and Duolun are coming back soon, as soon as they are in place, our side must dispatch the whole army to cooperate and contain Li Jiangyao from the front. ”

"Don't worry, Master Hou," Alikjiang pulled out the nine-star blade, cut off the roast beef leg meat on the fire rack, and stuffed it into his mouth: "The soldiers of my middle route army were ready to stop half an hour ago and can act at any time. ”