Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 370 The War That Can Be Solved With Food II

"Bo Yu, please inquire more clearly. I always feel that Li Que and Guo Si are not in charge of the Xiliang Army. There may be one person who is planning the layout. This person's strategy is not trivial. If he is not caught, we will suffer. Yes!" Mu Jing narrowed his eyes, and there was a chill in his eyes.

As long as a person is in a game, there will always be an inexplicable intuition.

This time the Xiliang Army and the Xiongnu Army suddenly sent troops together, and they sent troops while they were resting in the cold winter season. It was too abnormal in itself, and such a simple alliance would never be justified.

Xiliang and the Xiongnu, they started fighting in the northwest grassland, and the fighting did not happen in a day or two. Even if there was no feud, they still had hatred for each other. Can't get up.

Someone must have taken action to connect the bonds between them, so that the current situation can be formed.

This man is anything but simple.

"Is the prince worried that they are coming after us?" Wei Ji's expression changed slightly.

"Whether it's aimed at us, I dare not say anything, but once we make a move, I'm afraid we won't be able to hide it from people. If they react at that time, I may not be able to get out of this river east!" Mu Jing said in a deep voice .

His identity was too sensitive. After leaving the capital, many people wanted to kill him, especially the Xiliang army. Dong Zhuo's desire to kill him was absolutely indestructible.

"Don't worry, my son, this is Hedong, and I, Wei Ji, are still alone. I will never allow anyone to hurt half a hair of my son!"

Wei Ke cupped his hands and said firmly.

"Of course I believe you!"

Mu Jing patted him on the shoulder, and said: "But I'm very greedy, I don't want to go back to the capital alone, I want to take away all the white waves and yellow scarves, so I need you to help me with all your strength!"

"Please order, my son!"

"food!"

Mu Jing said: "From now on, you have to prepare food, the more the better, the Wei family has a deep foundation in Hedong, and can make up the food I want in a short time, of course, I will not accept you for nothing. After the turmoil, Jingping Trading Co., Ltd. will replenish it to you, exactly!"

"How much does the prince want?" Wei Jiao asked.

"This number!"

Mu Jing opened his hand with a slap.

"Fifty thousand stone?"

Wei Ke gasped, this is not a small amount.

Mujing's stretched palm represents five. If it was only five thousand stones, he would not use the channel of the Hedong Wei family. With the influence of Jingping Trading Company in Guanzhong, they can collect it within a few days and send it directly.

That is [-], [-] shi of grain. If it is collected for a long time, many families in Hedong can get it, but if they want to get it in a short time, only one family can do it.

Hedong Weishi.

This is the ability of the first gentry in Hedong.

"Is there any difficulty?"

"No!"

Wei Ji shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, give me three days, and I will make it up within three days!"

Weiss has this ability.

Mu Jing heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, if this happens, I will remember your first achievement!"

He had already thought up his plan before, and he had played with Huang Zhong for a whole day, but there were some problems that had not been resolved, and he was not confident that he would succeed.

"Your Majesty, your plan is too bold and risky. If you are not careful, you may be the first to die. Are you sure you want to do this?" Topographic map, after a long, long silence, he opened his mouth slowly and asked in a low voice.

"I also want to push directly to fight, but we don't have soldiers and horses in our hands. If we don't take risks, I can't solve this game. I don't want to travel thousands of miles to get nothing, and finally risk my life!"

Mu Jing smiled indifferently, with an evil confidence in his smile: "I said it earlier, life is a gamble, and in this game, I gamble my life!"

"Then I'll go with you!"

Huang Zhong shook his head, and said: "With the knife in my hand, even if I turn my face, I have a [-]% chance to bring you out!"

"No!"

Mu Jing shook his head: "We need a strong general to attack Jiangyi, break through Xiliang's defense, and attract the main force of Xiliang to surround us. Only you have such ability!"

"But what if those barbarians of the Xiongnu are unreasonable?" Huang Zhong frowned: "My son, your safety is still above the white wave and yellow scarf!"

"The reason why the Huns are the Huns is that they never make sense!"

Mu Jing said: "I didn't intend to reason with them, what I want to talk to them is a win-win deal, so don't worry about me!"

He thought for a while, and then said: "Uncle Zhong, this time I let you stay, and more importantly, I want you to lead the army as the general!"

"I lead troops?"

"Well, I've already told Zhang Ning to let her listen to you and take you as her general!"

"But I didn't lead soldiers?"

"Uncle Zhong, I don't have a second choice. The Baibo Yellow Turban still has nearly [-] soldiers in the Baibo Valley. It is difficult to take charge of the army. Courage, she will be indecisive when making decisions, she is not suitable to be the coach, and Yang Feng, Han Xian, they can fight in partial battles, but they both lack the overall situation. I can’t count on them to fight Xiliang. General Jing Ping by my side is far away in Boshui Guan, so I only believe in you, I believe that you can control the advance and retreat. This is also your first time leading troops. I hope that Huang Zhong's name will be spread in the future. He is not only a fierce general, but also like the Marquis of Huaiyin Famous general!"

Marquis of Huaiyin, Han Xin, the three founding heroes of the Han Dynasty, known as the God of War, an existence that all marching generals will admire.

"My son trusts a certain family so much, so I will not let my son down in this battle!"

Huang Zhong gritted his teeth, arched his hands, and said word by word.

He never knew that he could be valued by others not only by virtue of martial arts, he believed in his own martial arts, but felt inferior to his own knowledge, Mu Jing regarded him so highly, he was moved in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak, but secretly made up his mind that he must use The national scholars reported that Mu Jing must not let him down.

"Let's continue to deduce how Jiangyi will fight!"

Mu Jing waved his hand, this moment is not the time to take down unnutritious words, the race against time is all for this battle: "The morale of the main force of Xiliang will be higher than ours, it is impossible to attack the city!"

"Lead out to fight?"

"Are you sure to lead it out?" Mu Jing narrowed his eyes.

"They definitely didn't expect us to take the initiative!"

Huang Zhong clenched his fist: "Attacking with weak soldiers will definitely cause their counterattack!"

"and then?"

"As long as they go out of the city, we can play hide-and-seek with them. There is no chance of winning if we fight hard, but they are definitely not as familiar with the terrain as we are. I believe that Yang Fenghanxian is already familiar with the surrounding terrain and wants to hold them back. , absolutely no problem!"

"Are you sure?"

"Have!"

"Okay!" Mu Jing said in a deep voice: "Seven days, hold them for seven days, and leave the rest to me!"

……

The next day, the time of this day passed quickly. The weather was cloudy and cold in the early morning, and it began to snow after a while. A light snow, with fluttering snowflakes, fell directly covering the mountains and rivers of Baibo Valley. In the afternoon, the weather began to clear up. Under the clear sky, the sun came out. Although the sun was shining, it was blocked by layers of cold air. The sun was already soft when it fell, and it didn’t even have much temperature. It couldn’t even melt the snow.

Where there is the sun, there is naturally a sunset, and the sunset will come soon, the sky is gloomy, and it will enter darkness at any time.

After sunset, in the Baibo Valley, on a huge school field, a total of [-] yellow scarf soldiers have begun to gather in formation.

Han Xian only had [-] elites, Yang Feng sent [-] soldiers, and the remaining [-] soldiers were guarding the gate. They couldn't afford to lose the place of Baibo Valley anyway, so even under such circumstances, Yang Feng still divided Two thousand main forces were sent out to defend the lair.

The other [-] soldiers and horses are yellow turbans recruited temporarily, ranging from young to thirteen or fourteen years old, and older ones in their fifties. Although this part of the army is not strong enough to fight, it can be regarded as a little bit of strength.

"I'm Zhang Ning, Zhang Ning, the Holy Maiden of Peace!"

On the school field, the night was shrouded, and the torches were burning, and bursts of light reflected the figure on the high platform. At this moment, Zhang Ning was not wearing a battle armor or men's clothing. In the cold wind, it is like a nine-day goddess descending to earth.

Her voice was gentle but heart-pounding: "Although the great virtuous teacher has already been embraced by the God of the Yellow Heaven, I, Zhang Ning, will not abandon Huang Jinerlang. I was ordered by the God to save you. We are good and peaceful, but now that the enemy has killed us, we can only resist, and those who are willing to follow me, please raise your weapons high!"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

Many people don't know the name Zhang Ning, but too many people are convinced by the word "Saint of Peace". The chill in the air was dispelled.

On the left and right sides of the high platform, Yang Feng and Han Xian, who were in armor and carrying guns, looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. Zhang Ning's prestige, I am afraid they would not be able to achieve it in this lifetime.

The gate of Baibo city was opened, and the army came out in single file. Zhang Ning was in the middle, she was the spiritual leader in the front, and the leader in the middle was the big man Huang Zhong. Yicheng advances.

Watching them leave, on the wall of Baibo City, Mu Jing's eyes were vivid, shining exceptionally in the dark night: "I hope this battle will go well, and I will change my departure too!"

"My lord, the dry food for the horses is ready!"

Huo Shao reported.

"leave!"

Mu Jing got off the city wall, got on his horse, and led dozens of soldiers from the guard battalion, heading directly to Qingping Mountain to the north.

The soldiers are divided into two groups, fighting all the way and talking all the way.

Huang Zhong, Zhang Ning and the others are in charge of fighting.

And he is in charge of talking.

The key lies in him.

Whether he can negotiate peace with his three-inch tongue, he doesn't have much confidence in his heart. After all, what he has to face is a very strange and savage Southern Huns, Shan Yu and Yu Fuluo.

(End of this chapter)