In the middle of the night, the sound of the wind passed through the ravines and crisscrossed the Gobi Desert, sending out a howling sound like a night cry of evil spirits.

The more than 1,000 soldiers of the cavalry battalion hiding in one of the deep ravines had already fallen asleep wrapped in blankets woven from wool!

Liu Qingyang returned to the bottom of the ditch after inspecting all the guard posts arranged above the ravine.

In a crevice in the bottom of the ravine, a bonfire was lit by a pile of horse dung.

Liu Qingyang walked over and sat by the fire, and stretched his calloused hand to the fire to keep warm.

"This hellish weather, the sun is hot during the day and can roast people to death, and the cold air at night can freeze people to death" Liu Qingyang felt a burst of warmth coming from his hands, and in a moment, his entire stiff body seemed to start to warm up!

"Commander, don't complain," Wang Dachuan, who was tightly wrapped in a blanket around the bonfire, said in a sullen voice, "It's a gift from God to be able to build a fire here, and the brothers who sleep in other places don't have this treatment."

Tonight, there is wind and no clouds, the sky outside the domain is full of stars, Liu Qingyang, who has a beard and a big change in image, sighs and looks up at the starry sky above the ravine, and is silent.

The Qingfeng Dynasty once again faced the dilemma of fighting on two fronts, he was the prince of the dynasty worried about the state affairs, and this time he led the troops to help the dynasty resist the invasion of foreign people.

After two days and nights of fighting, although he cultivated deeply, his body was also exhausted, he sat on his woolen blanket and listened to the snoring of the soldiers in the distance, but he did not feel sleepy at all.

As the prince, he participated in the formulation of the entire battle plan of the DPRK and China, and the military arrangements of the military headquarters for the two battlefields were even clearer, and he knew that 60,000 of the 80,000 soldiers assembled in Canglong Pass had quietly disappeared north in the reckless mountains north of Canglong Ridge ten days ago.

Those disappeared troops will march 900 miles across Canglong Mountain within a month to move to the Jushipo located on the south bank of Sanglindu to join the Northern Expeditionary Army rushing to aid Sanglindu, when the two armies total 130,000 plus the local 60,000 garrisons of Sanglindu will lay a big pocket in the south of the river, put the main force of the Golden Wolf Army 110,000 on the south bank to fight a decisive battle, annihilate it, and let the north of the dynasty have no more war for decades.

This battle plan was gradually formed after countless deductions, and finally it was approved by the court and finally began to be implemented!

As one of the few insiders, Liu Qingyang knew that the most critical part of this plan was how to resist the attack of more than 100,000 people of the Zahu Alliance in Canglongling with less than 30,000 troops, even if he did not defend Canglong Pass, he should try to delay the people of the Zahu Alliance to attack the pass to buy time for the main force on the northern battlefield, in order to achieve the entire strategic goal, even if the troops stationed in Canglongling were exhausted, he would not hesitate!

This plan is too crazy, almost gambling on the national fortunes of the Qingfeng Dynasty, if there is something discordant, and the Hu people attack the hinterland of the dynasty, it will cause unimaginable losses, and even shake the country's foundation.

This plan was like a heavy stone pressing on Liu Qingyang's heart, he was almost out of breath, he couldn't tell others, and he didn't dare to leak this plan, if the sergeant knew that the main force of the Western Army was not guarding the city at Canglong Pass, everyone would lose the will to fight!

With an army of less than 30,000 people to compete with the 140,000 Hu army with incomparably powerful combat effectiveness, even the most arrogant war maniacs have not done such a crazy thing, not to mention that they are just a group of ordinary soldiers!

Wang Dachuan seemed to feel the leader's mood depressed and dull, he got up and rubbed Fa Mu's face, walked to the other side of the bonfire and sat opposite Liu Qingyang.

"Boss Liu, why can't you sleep?" Wang Dachuan looked at the frowning Lord Commander and asked, "Still sad for the dead brothers?"

"When I went, there were 300 people, and only half of them came back alive, and all of them were injured" Liu Qingyang knew that the person in charge of the army cared too much about the lives of his subordinates, but whenever the war was over, he was always in a bad mood, and he couldn't tell Wang Dachuan the reason why he was really worried, so he pushed the excuse of being in a bad mood to the dead self of his sad comrade.

"It's really uncomfortable to watch my comrades die in battle but be powerless," Wang Dachuan also learned from Liu Qingyang, looking up at the sky and said, "A month ago, I watched the Hu people break through the city outside Yufang City, and the shouts and killings coming from the city became less and less, and my brothers died one by one in battle, and I couldn't wait to rush up and die with them to count the ball."

The sad scene of two big men sitting together is a bit weird, Liu Qingyang fell into the woolen blanket and pillowed with his hands and said, "Wang Dachuan, take out your treasures and share them together, otherwise military law will be engaged"

The change in the style of painting caught people off guard, Wang Dachuan's face wrinkled like a bun after hearing Liu Qingyang's words!

He reluctantly took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Liu Qingyang very reluctantly.

Liu Qingyang grabbed the jade bottle with his hand, opened the stopper, raised his head and drank the wine in the jade bottle in one go, then closed his eyes and felt the wine burning in his body.

After a while, his snort was steady and he snored loudly!

Wang Dachuan picked up the wine bottle and lay on his wool blanket again, thinking about it, when he bypassed the Zahu army and rushed back to Canglong Pass under Canglong Mountain, he was almost beheaded by the newly arrived Nangong General for desertion, and it was Liu Qingyang who came forward to protect him, on the grounds that his cavalry needed a guide who was familiar with the terrain outside Canglong Pass.

General Nangong insisted on not allowing it at first, but Liu Qingyang pleaded with him in every possible way and finally guaranteed him in the name of the prince to save him and allow him to go out with the army to wear the crime and make meritorious contributions.

In fact, within half a day after sneaking out of Canglong Pass, he asked Liu Qingyang to completely hand over the command of the army to him, because he was extremely familiar with which route on the Gobi Desert was suitable for cavalry marching, where to find water sources, where to camp, where the terrain could be used, and what tactics could be used for combat, and he could even skillfully use several local languages in the Western Regions to deal with the investigation of the Zahu patrol and sneak into the enemy's camp to reconnoiter the enemy's situation.

After the Xiaocai battalion left the customs, several beautiful raids and harassment battles were all from his battle plan, and Liu Qingyang became a general who charged into battle, but Liu Qingyang didn't care who was in charge of the overall situation.

In his understanding, as long as he takes advantage of the battlefield, it is a good thing.

Wang Dachuan knew that his future had been ruined, and even if he made great contributions, it would be useless, and a crime of escaping could erase all his merits, so that he would never turn over

However, he didn't care at all, he was very satisfied with being alive to continue killing enemies, and it wasn't very important to be famous outside his body.

The night was getting darker and darker, Wang Dachuan's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally he fell asleep to the snoring of his comrades!