Lin Yi understood what she meant.

Jian Wenhou was invited by the Bijia Gate Valve of Pingman County to come out of the secluded Daocheng, originally he must have dealt with the Sword Pavilion, but now that the military situation is critical, the Tie Ce Army must rush to help, and it is reasonable for this Jian Wenhou to ignore the overall situation.

Just after saying these few words, Luoshui City has been completely alarmed, and the war horses neighed everywhere.

There were many inconveniences in the rainstorm, and the entire Tiecejun barracks looked like chaos.

But in the midst of this chaos, several calm military orders sounded.

In just a moment, although the rain was loud, the entire Tiece Army camp had already fallen silent.

Bai Yuelu followed Lin Yi down the city tower, and the rain quickly wet her hair, and she frowned a little unpleasantly, but it was not because of the rain.

There were indeed far more outstanding generals in the Southern Dynasties than in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Many sergeants are not as brave as the sergeants of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but under the command of the generals of the Southern Dynasty, they can still exert strong combat power, of course, this Tiece Army is not a regular border army, but Wei Guanxing is a veteran of the border army who has only been trained for a long time, and she feels that it is much stronger than the vast majority of the Northern Wei army.

"There are not enough cars and horses. Han Zhengbei raised his hand and put it in front of him to block the rain, and when he saw where Lin Yi was, he had already rushed over in a hurry, and said four words as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although Lin Yi has been thinking about cultivation at most these days, he knows very well that almost all of the Tiece army are infantry troops, and they usually go out to fight for a maximum of more than ten days.

"Divide into two and send some horses to help. ”

Before Lin Yi could respond, Wei Guanxing's voice had already sounded.

Turning his head following the voice, Lin Yi saw Wei Guanxing and several generals of the Tie Ce Army coming, he knew that Wei Guanxing must have considered countermeasures, so he nodded, and still had time to speak, there was a sharp sound of horses' hooves at the camp gate, followed by a loud shout: "Where is Lin Yi, the general of the right banner of the Tie Ce Army!"

"Lin Yi is here!" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Looking at the color of the man's official uniform in the rain, he guessed that the other party was from the military department.

"Tie Cejun has received the order! Arrive in Sicheng as soon as possible, and it will be there within 20 days!"

Sure enough, the rider turned over and dismounted at the camp gate, handed over the official seal, and directly read out the military order. The seal and ink of the military department on the military order document had not yet dried, and when the rain washed away, it was instantly blurred.

"Order!" Lin Yi knew that the military situation was urgent, and he was not entangled, and while signaling the sergeant at the gate of the camp to accept the military order documents, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

He was born in Jiangmen, and he was familiar with those states and counties in the north, from Luoshui City to Sicheng, with the speed of the Tiece Army, the normal march would take about 30 days, not to mention that this was the rainy season.

On the 20th, rushing to Sicheng should also be the limit, and the Tiece army is like the end of a strong crossbow.

It's just that Lin Yi knows very well that this should also be a military order issued by an estimate made by experienced officials of the Ministry of War.

The situation was too critical for him to pass the buck.

"I will arrange for three hundred sergeants, you and the cultivators in the army will go first, except for me, the people of the Sword Pavilion and Yang Kun. Wei Guanxing glanced up at the sky, the rain ran down his messy hair like strips of transparent earthworms on his face, and he also had a heavy face, "Yuan Ying attacked so quickly, it seems that he wants to catch Xiao Hong just in charge of the border army, there must be many mistakes in scheduling, if Lan Huaigong can't stop Yuan Ying, Yuan Ying's successor troops will cross the Daoren City and wantonly attack the rear of the border army, Xiao Hong's troops will be chaotic, and our Southern Dynasty will definitely be defeated." You go first, and arrive within 15 days as much as possible, and our successor Tiece Army should arrive around the 25th, and I will try to dispatch and ensure the combat strength as much as possible. ”

"Sword Pavilion won't go with me?" Lin Yi asked with a slight groan.

"The combat power cannot be fully demonstrated, and in all the previous battles of Zhongshan Wang Yuanying, he likes to use strange soldiers to cut off the enemy's military needs, and even in siege battles, he is trying his best to first create a siege on the opponent's grain and heavy land, and quickly break it. He was known as the wolf of Zhongshan in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but in my opinion, he was also the king of grain grabbing. Wei Guanxing said: "There are a lot of cultivators in the Tiece Army, and they must have also entered his eyes, and he should be attacked by platoon troops along the way." ”

"With you and Shen Kun, plus the Sword Pavilion, of course it will not be a problem to keep the grain, grass and ordnance. Qi Zhuji squinted his eyes slightly and said, "It's just that only three hundred sergeants are ahead of us, and most of the remaining Tiece troops can't arrive within the scheduled time... Isn't that disobeying military orders?"

"You have to understand that those old men in the military department pay more attention to the results. As long as the results are satisfactory to them, they don't care about these details. Wei Guanxing was usually extremely polite to Qi Zhuji, but his words at this time carried some undoubted lessons.

Qi Zhuji raised his eyebrows slightly, he was not angry because of this.

In terms of figuring out the boundaries of those military departments, Wei Guanxing is naturally an absolute authority.

Several wagons approached.

The drivers were all calm, but the young cultivators who appeared with the carriages were all nervous.

Whether it was Rong Yi, Xiao Suxin, or even Li Moxiao, they were all nervous.

They all knew very well that all the battles in Meishan were not even comparable to the hors d'oeuvres they would face next.

Wang Pingyang walked from the back of these carriages.

The cold rain drenched his clothes, but his palms were sweaty.

Prior to this, the phrase that any cultivator was a precious asset of this dynasty had been in their ears for many years, but it was only at this time, when he discovered that they might have played a certain role in this great battle that would determine the life and death of the Southern Dynasty, that he understood the true meaning of this sentence.

He walked to Lin Yi's side and whispered in Lin Yi's ear: "I won't go with you, Huang Qiutang and I will follow Wei Guanxing and them." ”

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to wipe the rain on his face, although he didn't know why Wang Pingyang and Huang Qiutang were often together, but he understood each other's intentions very clearly, and he felt that the other party was not running away, but feeling anxious and uneasy because he couldn't fight side by side with them for the first time.

"We are waiting for you. He nodded, looked at Wang Pingyang's scarred face, and said seriously.

Wang Pingyang didn't say a word.

He just nodded.

When the building is about to collapse, do you want to support it, or do you want to protect yourself?

In the face of true righteousness and personal safety, it is easier for people to see the true face of a person.

In the final preparation time, Lin Yi took a deep breath, and he looked to the north with his hands down.

On the battlefield in the north, there is not only iron and blood, but also his parents.

That seemed to be his hometown.