Huguan, named because of the topography. In front of the pass is the foothills of the Pingchuan River, the terrain is gentle and flat, the further forward the mountain gradually tightens, to the wall, only 20 people are allowed to walk side by side, it looks like a kettle lying flat on the ground.

The left and right sides of the checkpoint are full of lofty mountains and mountains, and the walls are thousands of miles, not to mention that ordinary people climb and climb over, even the birds are difficult to cross, not to mention that the army is in formation, and the attack is launched in such a narrow battlefield, without thirty times the number of defenders, it is absolutely difficult to overcome the opponent who occupies favorable terrain.

Nowadays, the dark clouds summoned by hundreds of thousands of military souls on the ancient battlefield of Changping have gradually spread to this place, which can be described as a place where the wind gusts and the ghost sound is thick, and it is not like a place where normal people can live. In fact, many of the farmers in the nearby villages have been forced to move away, and the fields have been abandoned and are now overgrown with weeds and completely forgotten.

Ye Zhiqiu's doppelganger, Dou Shengli Zhenjun led 5,000 new troops to Huguan, and the four generals under his command, Hou Cheng, Song Xian, Wei Xu, Cao Xing and others, took the initiative to go to Huguan, preparing to inspect and watch this famous Xiongguan.

It's a pity that until the sky is about to dark, he has never found the rumored guard general Bian Ji, who has learned strange arts, and as a last resort, he returned to the camp with no news.

It just so happened that the commander summoned the generals under his command to discuss the matter of breaking the customs, and Hou Cheng and others were secretly rejoicing, and hurriedly entered the big tent to participate in the military discussion. The first thing is that the four will fiddle with what they have seen and heard for a moment on the "Dao Law Sand Table" and make fine-tuning within their ability.

At this moment, the "Song" flag outside the main tent of the army was blown by the wind and broken on the spot, Ye Zhiqiu's clone, Dou defeated Zhenjun on a whim, pinched his fingers, and smiled at the moment.

"The celestial signs warn that in the dark, the Dao has received an omen, and the camp will be attacked at night. It is conceivable that Bian Ji, the general of Huguan, must have wanted to launch a tentative attack while our army had just set up camp and had not yet gained a firm foothold. ”

"After all, this person is a left-handed person who is immersed in yin and evil magic, holding a magic weapon white bone spirit flag, and ordinary people are against him, and there is no one who can retreat with his whole body so far, so you have to be careful. ”

"Besides, the flag outside the tent was folded, it should be on Song Xian, maybe tonight night attack, you will have the disaster of killing. Hey, I haven't said it before, Song Xian's expression and aura are quite normal, and as soon as this Dao is broken, your face has changed significantly. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and beckoned: "Song Xian, you come to the front of this road!"

The main general on the right side of the new army hurriedly stepped forward, Ye Zhiqiu slightly released his aura, and the oil lamp in the account suddenly rose with a silver light a foot high, shining all over the hall, making people dare not look directly.

Ye Zhiqiu squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and immediately stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Song Xian's forehead: "Your Yin Hall is black, there will be a bloody disaster in the near future." Fortunately, this way is good at changing luck with people, and this bit of blood and bad luck has not yet become a climate, and with a touch of his finger, he can be twisted to death. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Xian heard a faint strange scream, and immediately saw Ye Zhiqiu's fingers, taking away a gray mist the size of a cotton peach from his forehead, twisting it a few times at will, and it disappeared completely.

Song Xian knew that this was the power of the commander of the army, and it was a matter of his own net worth, so he suddenly "poofed", and hurriedly knelt on one knee, clasping his hands into fists to express his high respect and gratitude.

Ye Zhiqiu had a smile on his face: "Bad luck with mildew, this way can be easily uprooted." However, the Huguan guard will get Bian Ji and you in the way. If this man leads an army to attack at night tonight, you'd better retreat for a while. After tonight, the fortune will be different again. This is the principle of Taoist people to seek good fortune and avoid evil, don't be strong with force, otherwise the new army will advance to Shangdang County, and win nine consecutive battles, but in the tenth battle just have a little eyebrows, you will fold in advance. Understood?"

Song Xian knew that this was for his own good, so he nodded again and again at the moment, not daring to have any thoughts of disobedience. After a while, Song Xian got up and took a few steps back, returned to his place and sat down, and found that Hou Cheng, Wei Xu, and Cao Xing had a look of eagerness on their faces, and they were inexplicably unhappy.

Since the new army of the Doubu entered Shangdang County, every battle is a drum, and the four generals who have been promoted by Ye Zhiqiu have no chance to show their own strength at all.

It's a pity that due to the warning of the celestial phenomena, it is impossible for Song Xian to go into battle in person, at least not tonight, and he will not dare to disobey Ye Zhiqiu's order, after all, it is a matter of his life.

Of course, there was a place in the main account, but he was eager to show himself, and the low-level military generals from the former Bingzhou battalion had the courage to propose to set up an ambush near Huguan, taking advantage of the night attack on the guard general Bian Ji, and taking the opportunity to sneak in and change generals.

Ye Zhiqiu was noncommittal about this, the probability of success of this kind of thing was too small, but it was not impossible to give it a try, and at the same time, he also wanted to give a chance to the up-and-coming newcomers who were eager to show themselves, so he led a team of soldiers to arrange the ambush.

Hou Cheng, Song Xian, Wei Xu, Cao Xing and other four generals exchanged glances with each other, and they all saw that the other party was wary of this robe who participated in the military discussion. It's a pity that Ye Zhiqiu's eyes are not bad, and he is a person who can't rub sand in his eyes, so naturally he won't allow them to come nonsense.

Later, everything was done, and the military discussion ended here. All the soldiers rushed out of the big tent, and the cool evening breeze blew on their faces, and they were immediately in good spirits.

The tents of the army garrison began to bury pots and make rice, and the smoke of the cooking stove was scattered by the wind, but the delicious and mellow aroma of the broth was spread.

The temporary granaries were opened for supply, and they were taken away by the various accounts, and soon bottomed out. Seeing that the gap was not small, the grain collector lined up in a long queue of people who had not received grain and grass, and immediately came to the main account to see Ye Zhiqiu and state the lack of grain.

When Ye Zhiqiu heard about this, he said that he knew, so he waved his hand, and the two rows of log piers on the left and right immediately rolled and retreated to both sides, revealing a large area of empty ground.

Hou Cheng and the others, who knew what would happen next, walked into the big tent again, stood with their backs against the tent cloth, and waited quietly for what would happen next.

The matter of transporting grain and grass is related to the morale and spirit of this new army, Ye Zhiqiu still thinks that the more people see it, the better, so naturally he will not open his mouth to drive people away.

Dou defeated the true monarch secretly communicated with the true body of the ontology, and immediately obtained a temporary channel to transfer the grain and grass of the Yanhan Cave Heaven under Luoyang City through the Cave Spirit True Heaven.

A horse needs 20 catties of water every day, 30 catties of fresh and tender grass, about 3 catties of beans rich in vegetable protein such as soybeans and black beans, and a pinch of salt in the forage.

The new army changed its clothes in Hanoi County en masse, and turned into cavalry with at least 6,000 horses, which meant that 90,000 tons of fresh forage were needed, and even if some of them were solved on the spot nearby, they would need about 80,000 tons.

Therefore, when Ye Zhiqiu opened the passage, the bundled grass surged out like a tide, kept piling up, and poured out and tumbled.

Hou Cheng stretched out his elbow and gently stabbed Song Xian, the shocked look on his face had not subsided: "No matter how many times you and I have seen it with our own eyes, every time I see grain and grass appear out of thin air, my mood is like when I first saw it, and I didn't know what to say in surprise." ”

Song Xian nodded heavily, finding that his feet were surrounded by haystacks, and hurriedly persuaded: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, it's better for us to wait for the time being." ”

When the people heard this, they noticed that the situation was a little urgent, and hurriedly turned and left, and then they saw the grain guards looking for someone to carry and distribute to the battalions. The scene was like ants moving, piled up into a hill of grain and grass, and it didn't take long for it to disappear.

After dinner for the soldiers of the garrison, except for the right army to hold the camp, the rest of the armies were waiting for battle. As the night darkens and thickens, the sky and the earth become one, never separating each other again.

The pot closed the closed door, slowly opened the hole, and countless figures haunted by yin qi rushed out from the city, following the general at the front, not even hitting the torch, silently gathered into a long snake, sneaking towards the enemy garrison in the distance.

The leader is Bian Ji, the general of the Huguan Gate, riding a skinny horse Yeji, holding the reins with his left hand, and flying with the five fingers of his right hand, but he is rubbing a bone grinding dice, with death, big murder, small murder, medium, small auspicious, and big auspicious.

Every time he stops, it is either a big murderer or a small murderer, and there is no time when the word "medium" or above appears, which makes Bian Ji, who is convinced of luck, inexplicably nervous. It wasn't until he forcibly transferred out of "Xiao Ji" according to his memory that he breathed a sigh of relief and convinced himself that tonight's night attack would be successful.