Xiyang City was originally a small city. Later, because it bordered the State of Zhao, the Qin soldiers stationed all year round and gradually became a military city. The scale gradually expanded. On weekdays, the city was full of food, grass, and military equipment.

After the army attacked Zhao entered Xiyang, they took over the city defense. Meng Wu set up his office in the original general's mansion in the city. It was just noon that all the generals in the hall gathered in the main hall, but they were not receiving military orders with serious expressions, but were having a dinner together!

The long-distance marching was very hard, and I could eat enough on the road, but I don’t need to mention the level of detail. It made these generals who were used to eating exquisite food during the Chinese New Year very uncomfortable. Once we arrived in Xiyang City, after Meng Wu ordered the entire army to rest, the generals quickly arranged their troops, and then rushed to the general’s mansion in a hurry, running while watching the time, for fear of missing something. There was no way, who called the best cook in the army here!

From a distance, I could smell the smell of meat from the lobby of the main hall. The generals in the camp had no ordinary gentleness, and they all had their mouths full of oil. Ying Guang and Montaigne squeezed together, and they put together the tables, lowered their heads and didn't look at people, and kept eating them hard. Montaigne even held a chewing smell of chewing with a thigh, and the oil stains rubbed their cheeks. They were as elegant as usual in Fengyi Pavilion, but it was a pity that the little white face.

Bai Qi and Wang Jian sat directly opposite Ying Guang.

Seeing that Bai Qi's desk was already in a mess, but the bones he threw were all gnawed cleanly, without any wasting. Wang Jian didn't know where to take a knife, and he started quickly and accurately, and ate the most relaxed. Ying Guang was so envious that he touched his waist habitually. Suddenly, he thought of his dagger to Zhuge Yun, and he didn't know where she was going and whether it was going smoothly.

There was a wine cup on the table in front of everyone, but it was not wine, but the soup made in the kitchen. In the army, wine is a rare thing. Except for the doctor's camp, anyone who dares to keep wine privately will be punished.

Meng Wu took a sip of the soup, cleared his throat, and saw that the generals in the hall had almost eaten, then he smiled and said, "Your nose is so strong that you know to come to me to fight Qiufeng! They all ate my benefits. When the war begins, whoever dares to pretend to be a bear for me will never let me go!"

There was a lot of laughter in the hall, and the generals shouted: "General, don't worry, we have been following the general for many years, only heroic souls standing dead, and no cowards kneeling!"

Meng Wu pressed down and said, "This is the best. Bai Qi, you are the left wing. Tomorrow you will lead the Ruijian Camp under your command to station in Lin County; Tomorrow, you will lead the Chijia Camp under your command to station in Lanyu. Tomorrow, Ying Guang will lead the Molin Camp to challenge. You two protect his wings, and the three of them are supporting each other. Don't underestimate the Zhao army opposite. King Zhao specially transferred Lian Po to Yangjin. Lian Po is brave and resourceful, and is actually a strong enemy of our army."

Ying Guang bowed and said, "Don't worry, General, we will be careful and not let the Zhao army take advantage!"

Not long after, all the generals left the general's mansion and arranged their own arrangements. No one dared to take it lightly in the first battle tomorrow. If they could win a great victory, it would be of great benefit to all parties.

And in the distant Xianyang City, there are also people who are worried about the victory or defeat of the war against Zhao. Perhaps it can be said that he is worried about the life and death of someone!

In a dilapidated house next to the city, the broken tables and chairs were covered with dust, and a big hole was broken in the window lattice. The warm wind of early spring made a grin smile through the window lattice, which reduced the temperature in the house a little.

In the middle of the room, a man in black robe was standing, with no characteristics visible, and even his face was hiding in the shadow of the robe.

A fat man dressed as a businessman kneeled opposite him. The sweat on his forehead splashed down the fat flesh that kept thrusting on his face, and his back was already wet. When the cold wind blew, his neck became cold and his body was involuntarily fighting.

After being silent for a long time, the mysterious man in the robe spoke, and the muffled sound aroused echoes in the empty room.

"The master said, I'll give you a chance to make up for the merits. You will immediately go to Xiyang City in the name of sending supplies. No matter what method you use, you must make this person die! If you fail, you won't have to come back."

The fat man breathed a long sigh and said respectfully: "Abide by the order!"

The man in black robe threw down a portrait and a volume of writing and turned around and left. The fat man knelt quietly until his footsteps disappeared. Then he relaxed his whole body, and his butt slanted and sat on the ground, feeling a chill behind him.

I picked up the portrait on the ground and gently patted the dust on it. The painting showed a young man, and his handsome face revealed a soldier temperament. If a familiar person saw this painting, he would definitely recognize that the man in this painting was nothing but someone else, but Ying Guang, who led his troops to the battle!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through the fat man's eyes. Young man, no matter who you are, you must die!

In the Molin camp outside Xiyang City, Ying Guang suddenly shivered and thought to himself: "Grandma, it's still really cold this day, and I don't know how Zhuge Yun is doing now." Rubbing his hands, thinking quietly for a while, Ying Guang shouted: "Dianjun, Dianjun!"

"Here, here!" Dian Jun, who was leaning against the chair, opened his eyes suddenly, "Old win, what's the matter?"

"I will have to fight tomorrow, but I always have a bad premonition. In a while, you call Si Xie and the others to patrol the camp, and let the soldiers bring all the food, weapons, and scouts from afar. Those who cannot come back within half an hour must be checked in detail. In this first battle, you will win and not lose!"

"Okay, I'll go now!" Dian Jun turned around and left the camp and went to pass the order.

Ying Guang stood up and walked in the tent twice, suddenly stood still and shouted, "A Er, A San!" The guard outside the door suddenly turned around and asked, "I don't know what the young master has to give."

These two were the two with the best kung fu among the ten people sent by Lu Da at that time, named Lu Er and Lu San. They were the Ying Guang's personal guards. Since the day when Ying Guang followed the army, these two people have been in a row to ensure Ying Guang's safety.

"A Er, you arrange for the two of you to mingle in Bai Qi camp and monitor his every move. You must report any abnormalities in time. A San, you choose two good kung fu and touch Yang Jin. One person usually only monitors the movements in the army. Don't act rashly unless there is a major situation. The other person's main task is to assist and respond just in case!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

After the arrangement, Ying Guang turned around and sat down. This was his first time leading the army independently. He had to consider everything carefully. His carelessness may lead countless soldiers to scatter in a foreign land, rubbing his swollen temples, and Ying Guang closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!