Seeing that the generals were still a little unconvinced, Leng Xinghe had no choice, and only hoped that Hao Zhao could let them see his ability as soon as possible.

Then Leng Xinghe was ready to continue assigning tasks.

"Lejin!"

"The last general..."

"Report, lord, our rangers have found traces of the yellow-clothed army a hundred miles away from the county town!"

Before Le Jin could finish speaking, a lord guard hurriedly ran in and faced the Cold Star River Channel.

"What? How many people are there? Do you know who the leader is?"

This report startled Leng Xinghe, who was about to arrange other things.

Didn't this yellow-clothed army just take Xingzhou? How could it suddenly appear in Yunzhou?

This is a very bad signal, could it be that Sun Ce is already planning to attack other states and counties?

But as far as his million yellow-clothed troops are scattered, I'm afraid they won't even be able to make a wave, right?

Leng Xinghe frowned, he really didn't understand what Sun Ce was doing, wouldn't it be good to stay in Xingzhou?

However, since the other party has already appeared not far from the county town, most of them are not good.

"Gongsun Jing, order you to lead the White Horse Yicong to quickly find out the situation of these yellow-clothed soldiers!"

Leng Xinghe immediately ordered, and Gongsun Jing, who had recovered from his injuries, said.

"No!"

Gongsun Jing's face was solemn, and he turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Guo Sheng, how many available soldiers are there in the city now?"

"Back to the lord, there are now more than 10,000 first-order fighters in the city, if you count the defeated soldiers recruited by the general at that time, there are a total of 100,000 people!"

After Guo Sheng calculated a little in his heart, he replied out loud.

"What is the rank and morale of those routs?"

"Back to the lord, because of the name of the general, the morale of those defeated soldiers is currently quite stable, and only one big victory is needed to stabilize the morale of the army.

If you train more and become an elite, you can just around the corner.

As for the ranks, they are a little uneven, and there are less than a thousand fifth-order battle generals who have cultivated.

There are about 10,000 fourth-order warriors, about 30,000 third-order soldiers, and the rest are all second-order soldiers!"

"Oh, the cultivation of these routs is very high. ”

Leng Xinghe raised his eyebrows when he heard this, then pondered for a while, thinking of Pan Feng's mountain-like momentum half a month ago.

"Pan Feng!"

"The last general!"

"If Ben were to put this army of defeated and new troops under your command, would you be confident that you would be able to turn them into an elite division?"

Leng Xinghe's eyes looked sharply at Pan Fengdao, who had made a promise.

"The last general... We will not fail in our mission!"

When Pan Feng heard this, his voice was a little choked, and he was slightly excited to accept the order.

Unexpectedly, he thought that Leng Xinghe's previous arrangement was to let him train a group of new pawns, but in the end, he was happy to fall from the sky.

This is 100,000 people, which can be said to be all the troops under Leng Xinghe, which represents Leng Xinghe's weight and trust.

Although it was a rout, he believed that as long as he passed through his hands, he would definitely be a tiger and wolf army in the future.

Seeing Pan Feng receiving the order, the others looked at Pan Feng with envy, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction, after all, Pan Feng's cultivation was there.

"Where are Guo Sheng and Lejin?"

"The last general!"

Guo Shengle entered the two and immediately responded.

"Ordered you and the two to be the unequaled deputies, and immediately go to rectify the soldiers and prepare for war. ”

"No!"

Then the three of them hurried out to straighten out the soldiers.

"Hao Zhao, Xu Rong!"

"The last general!"

Looking at Hao Zhao and Xu Rong, who got up to make a promise, Leng Xinghe thought silently in his heart: "System, recruit seven thousand fourth-order sword and shield soldiers, seven thousand fourth-order pikemen, five thousand fourth-order crossbowmen, and one thousand fourteenth-order light cavalry." ”

【Recruit successfully!Spend a total of 10W Spiritual Coins】

"Ordered you and the others to immediately go to Loushan Pass and camp in case of invasion by the northern barbarians. ”

"No!"

When the two walked out of the hall, Leng Xinghe looked at the original spiritual gold coins of more than 13W, which instantly became only more than 3W, and sighed in his heart, this money is too unspent.

This still has the bonus of the junior barracks, and the cost is halved.

If you want to explode troops in the future, there are not millions of them, and there won't be many explosions at all, and it seems that the lottery legion is the most cost-effective.

"Cold clouds. ”

"The subordinates are here. ”

"You go to the barracks, where there are 20,000 soldiers I recruited before, and bring these soldiers to Loushan Pass to garrison. ”

"No!"

Leng Yun immediately agreed, and then hurriedly ran out.

In today's county guard's mansion, only Leng Xinghe is left sitting alone on the main seat, quietly waiting for news from Gongsun Jing.

In less than an hour, Gongsun Jing returned to Leng Xinghe.

"Lord, what appeared in the territory of Sanshan City was indeed the Yellow Clothes Army, but it was not an orthodox Yellow Clothes Army, just an army composed of refugees. ”

"You mean to say that it's not Sun Ce and Pang De?"

When Leng Xinghe heard this, his eyes, which were originally a little dignified, lit up instantly.

"That's right, lord, but the cultivation of the commander of the yellow-clothed army is not weak, and he has the strength of the first rank of the war king. ”

Gongsun Jing thought about it carefully, and then replied.

"It's okay, there are no equals, the generals can't make any big waves, how many people are there in this yellow-clothed army?"

"There are about 200,000 people!"

"So many?" Leng Xinghe was taken aback at first, and then slowly felt that something was wrong, a million yellow-clothed army.

At the beginning, it was close to three or four hundred thousand that had been killed by Guan Yuxuan, and then it was trampled by the 100,000 Yanfeng cavalry, so there shouldn't be much left.

How can there be 200,000 people in Yunzhou now?

"Gongsun Jing, what did you mean when you just said that those people are not the real Yellow Clothes Army?"

Leng Xinghe's mind flashed with inspiration, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't know the point.

"Yes, my lord, according to the last general, those people should be refugees from the original Xingzhou, but for some reason they are wearing yellow clothes, and they hate us very much, and even those refugees in yellow clothes, when they see people from other villages, they go up and beat them, and arrest all of them. ”

"Is it ......?"

Hearing Gongsun Jing's description, Leng Xinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, he finally knew what he had just thought.

Arresting people, extremely hateful to the aborigines, wearing yellow clothes, how do you look like the means of the horned demons.

After all, he is a demagogic expert, and at this time, with the blessing of the rules of this other world, maybe he will be stronger.

However, all this needs to be verified.

"Report, lord, the yellow-clothed army is less than fifty miles away from our city. ”

"So fast, it seems that someone has used a tactic, notify Pan Feng and the others, take those defeated soldiers and others, and go out of the city to face the battle!"

Although Leng Xinghe was a little surprised by the other party's speed, but now that this world has the existence of combat methods and skills, anything can happen.

"No!"

"Let's go, take the White Horse Yicong, Gongsun, don't worry, Benjiang's funds are a little tight now, and after Benjiang is rich, he will definitely regain the glory of Baima Yicong in the past!"

Leng Xinghe saw Gongsun Jing, who looked a little lonely, and gently patted the other party's shoulder and said.

"The last general...... Thank you, Lord!"

When Gongsun Jing heard Leng Xinghe's assurance, his heart warmed, and he made a big gift.