The mountains in Jin are majestic and steep, with green forests covering the tops, with layers of swaying branches and shade on the thick fallen leaves, rustling sounds.

Leading the horses up the steep cliff, spreading the hidden bushes to overlook the fields outside the mountains, with flags standing in front of the long dragons, like a team winding along the official road.

Ming~~

The figure let go of the bushes, pinched his lips and sang a bird's song around him, then turned his horse, turned his reins and turned his head, galloping around the trees in the forest.

The sound of birds echoed, and there was also a figure looking at another mountain. When I heard the sound of birds, I walked up the hillside, looked at it from a high place, and also let out another different bird cry, and whipped the whip to urge the horse to run down the hillside.

The sound of horse hooves passed through the forest and rushed to the field, several cavalry were touching from the south. Both sides were stunned for a moment. The single cavalry took the bow and shot to the opposite side with an arrow. He stumbled on his feet and ran up, and fought a short and fierce battle with the several Qi State detectives.

Whoosh ~~

The sound of Piccolo came from the scouts. Soon, several Shatu scouts came to reinforce the nearby mountains and forests, and collided with the scouts of Qi.

The message of birds singing was still conveying. In the direction north, there was a dense forest at the foot of a mountain. A horse like charcoal shook its tail and lowered its head to gnaw on the tender grass that emerged. The buzzing mosquitoes were flying. The figure sitting on the stone heard footsteps coming from outside the forest. A shagyu man with disheveled hair walked to the side and said something with his ears.

Li Cunxiao opened his eyes and grinned.

"I waited for a long time... and finally sent troops out... I sent orders to hurry up and rest, sharpen the swords and guns, so as not to cut into the enemy's body and cannot be pulled out."

Behind him was a team of two thousand cavalry lurking in this dense forest. One by one, the figures leading horses were catching the time, kneading dry food into balls and stuffing them into their mouths and swallowing them. With the sunlight cast from above the forest gap, they wiped the blades and spears with stones, and occasionally there was a slight buzzing exchange, and then they fell silent again, and seized time to organize their equipment and comfort the war horses.

In the quiet forest, Li Cunxiao, who was sitting on the stone, closed his eyes again, listening to the birds flying by nearby, the Yu King spear was inserted beside him.

This is not the first time he led his troops, but it is the first time he is a little nervous. This time the South faces the rebels who drove the Emperor Tang away. They should be elite...that general should be powerful.

Being able to fight with him may make your martial arts more refined.

"General, the Qi soldiers are about to cross the Hezhong Mansion." Another scout came back and brought back more accurate news - 50,000 Qi soldiers, mainly infantry, with about 3,000 horses, and the main general was Meng Juehai.

"I'm afraid they won't come."

The young man stood up from the stone, pulled out the spear beside him, whistled, called the mount that was gnawing grass in the distance, and turned over.

The long spear hung obliquely on the ground. Li Cunxiao turned his horse's head and glanced at him, following the figures following the horse.

"Just just got the news, the rebels from the south sent 50,000 to us, but we only have two thousand. Are you afraid?"

One by one, he rolled up his horse's back, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and burst into laughter: "Don't be afraid!"

Above the red horse, there was a fierce look in Li Cunxiao's eyes. He was somewhat satisfied with the cavalry he trained. "The enemy has 50,000, and there are 3,000 cavalry, which may be elite. Since they have come, there is no need to worry about how many of them will kill them."

When the high-pitched words sounded in this dense forest, the southwest direction passed several towering mountains. The 50,000 troops were like a long dragon that was hard to see at the head and tail. In the dust and smoke, the sound of horse hooves, footsteps, and shafts mixed together, crossing the Hezhong Mansion along the official road.

The sun was tilting, Meng Juehai rode on his horse's back, looking through the information he was constantly delivering back. It was already the afternoon of the fifth day when he left Chang'an and headed north towards Jinyang. Now he has passed Hezhong Prefecture. There are more and more scouts sent on the way, and small-scale scout wars broke out from time to time.

He knew that he was getting closer to the opponent's main force.

The sky gradually darkened. When the sunset hung over the top of the mountain, he had already chosen the location to camp. At the northeast of Hezhong Prefecture, a mountain at the foot of a mountain was cut down and camped overnight.

A bonfire burned in the camp. Meng Juehai and his generals such as Deng Tianwang, Meng Kai, Gai Hong and Lin Yan walked in the camp to patrol. Behind him, there were two deputy named Peng Baihu and Ban Fenglang, both of whom were extremely brave.

"Today, the scouts fight more frequently. I think the enemy's main force is very close. I heard that Li Keyong is also extremely brave. If the battle formation meets him, he will be good-looking." King Deng Tian is brave and aggressive, and is famous for his army. He cannot hide his excited expression in his words. He waved his arms, "Take him down, and the threat from the north will be directly lifted, and His Majesty can do his best to deal with the Fengxiang army in the west."

"You and my brothers, don't be arrogant and let them go. Wang Bo is the lesson of the past." Meng Juehai's martial arts skills are higher than everyone else, but his temperament is a little steady. He smiled and looked behind him.

"Geng Jianjun, do you have any suggestions?"

He said that, and then the generals behind him remembered that there was another person coming. They turned their heads and looked at them. Geng Qing, who was walking at the end, bowed and smiled: "Where can you give me any suggestions? All the generals are all generals of war and kill countless people. I am a weak man, and I have never even killed a chicken. How dare I speak casually? It is still the case in the army that Meng defends the commander to control."

"Haha, the military supervisor has such a promise. I am afraid that people who don't understand will intervene randomly, and will miss the opportunity and lead to a great defeat."

Meng Juehai nodded and led his troops to fight outside. He no longer felt as humble as in the court. He led everyone to patrol the camp, looked at the fences, and refused to be fully prepared. Only then did he return to the camp tent with the generals to make arrangements and the subsequent battle strategies.

The night was getting darker and the battle was decided. Geng Qing also heard the eyelids and fought. When he dispersed, he said goodbye to Meng Juehai and went back to his tent.

"Supervisor."

Just as he was saying hello to the two gang members at the tent, he walked inside, and suddenly something came from behind. Geng Qing turned around and saw Lin Yan waving to him with a smile, and there was another person next to him following him.

Lin Yan, who brought the wine, was Huang Chao's nephew, and Geng Qing knew about it, while the other person was Meng Juehai's confidant Peng Baihu.

What did these two people ask me for?

Could it be... Geng Qing's eyelids twitched, but his face did not change at all. He just smiled and arched his hands at the two of them, "I can't sleep, can I find me to drink?"

"Not." Lin Yan lifted the wine jar and patted it on it. "There may be a war tomorrow, and I don't feel much sleepy, so I just pulled General Peng together. In the past, I often heard from His Majesty that the Minister of the Secretariat was wise and made me closer. I thought about it and came over."

"It's a blessing to Geng, please invite him inside." Geng Qing reached out to invite Lin Yan, looked at Peng Baihu, and also did a tiring job. The strong man was taciturn, clasped his fists and arched, and then walked in with him.

As a military supervisor, the tent is quite large, enough to accommodate more than ten people. There are simple wooden couches, mattresses, small stoves, kettles and low stools in the middle.

The three of them sat down around the shorts. Geng Qing put on the pottery bowl, looked at Peng Baihu who was silent and drooping his eyes, and Lin Yan who kept talking while tearing open his mouth and pouring wine.

He smiled and said, "Lin Zhuanyun, isn't just a drink?"

"Where can I go where the military supervisor wants, what else can I do..."

Before Lin Yan finished speaking, he was just after the words of 'Why are you looking for you? You just want to drink with the military supervisor.' Geng Qing's words inserted into him and interrupted, "The lucky messenger should want to kill him, right?"

After the words fell, Peng Baihu, who had been silent, raised his fierce face and his eyes condensed with murderous aura. Lin Yan, who was pouring wine, gradually became colder.

Outside the tent, two gang members following Geng Qing came in, put down the curtain, and pulled out the weapon from his waist with a clang.

"The military supervisor thought that these two Green Forest people could protect you?"

Lin Yan glanced at the tent, slowly put down the wine jar, picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. The wine stains spread out from the corner of his mouth, and said with a hearty smile: "I originally wanted to drink this jar of wine and then show off with the military officer, but unfortunately... I don't need it now."

"Oh? They can't protect it, so there may not be anyone who can protect it."

Geng Qing looked at him with a smile, his eyes moved down, and he signaled Lin Yan to look down. On the other end, Lin Yan frowned, lowered his head and lowered his doubts a few times, and six dark holes were facing his abdomen.

"This is a firearm. The transportation is so close to me. Just move your fingers and it can make countless holes in your stomach. Oh, by the way, even the General Peng next to you may not be spared. After all, there are iron filings inside and will scatter."

Geng Qing pressed down on his chin with his short hand and leaned forward, pausing.

"Do you want to bet?"

The atmosphere was solidified by the soft words. At this time, everything was as usual in the camp outside the tent. The night was gradually getting deeper, and the patrol soldiers and those who were sleeping did not notice the strangeness here.

The wind blew through the night, and the bonfire standing in the camp flew into the night sky with Mars. In the dark world outside, the neighing nightworms suddenly stopped. The hooves wrapped in cloth towels stepped on a ball of green grass. In the darkness, the red horse's head was spraying heavily. Li Cunxiao held the King of Yu's spear and urged the war horse to slowly walk out.

Looking ahead in the darkness, standing under the hillside, the camp with spots of ignition, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stroked the restless mane with his other hand, slowly lifted up his long spear, and pointed to the darkness.

"Prepare..." he said softly.

Behind him, there were scarves wrapped around his shoes, and the horse's hooves were silently mounted, quietly forming a formation, and two thousand cavalrymen gathered together in parallel.

In an instant, Li Cunxiao patted a flying insect on the head of the beast with his arms, turned his face, his eyes had a ferocious murderous aura, and his words were deep: "Crash the formation, let these southerners see what cavalry is!"

The King of Yu's spear buzzed through the darkness and pointed to the camp in the distance. He grabbed the horse's belly, and the red war horse neighed loudly. Then, his iron hooves slammed on the ground, spun the turf and mud chips, and dived down.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!