"This is a good opportunity given by God. Wouldn't it be a shame to miss it?" At this time, a huge sand table was placed in the government office, which was the landform of the entire Shuofang area. Guo Jia came to the sand table by himself, picked up a wooden stick and gestured.

Xi Zhong also stepped forward and carefully watched the terrain in Linhe County, and then said: "There are many rivers in Linhe, the largest ones are three or five zhang wide, and the small ones are more than one zhang, which is not conducive to the cavalry's galloping."

At this time, Zhang Shiping said: "The reflective shield ordered by the lord has been equipped with Fenwei Camp. I think I can build a magical skill!"

Speaking of which, this reflective shield was also a work by Yang Fan's sudden idea one day. On that day, Yang Fan inspected the territory. It was noon. He saw that the sun was so vicious that it could not even open his eyes. Dian Wei muttered beside him, "This sun is really poisonous. If it is a war, it would be great. It would be impossible to see it." However, Yang Fan thought of this sharp weapon. The front of the shield was horns, but the back was extremely smooth. Under the sunlight, it could be used for reflection. Then Yang Fan ordered Zhang Shiping to make a few sides overnight and conduct a little experiment. The effect was as significant as expected. Finally, Yang Fan waved his hand and drove the workshop overnight. Now there are a thousand such shield soldiers in Fenwei Camp.

"Reflective shield..." Guan Yu, who was standing beside him, heard Zhang Shiping mention it, and saw that his face suddenly turned dark. It was obvious that he suffered a lot in front of this shield.

After hearing Zhang Shiping's words, Yang Fan slapped his forehead and smiled and said, "Yes, it's time for the reflective shield to appear."

Xun Yu was like learning Xi Zhong at some point. He held a goose-feather fan in his hand and pointed at Linhe County on the sand table and said with a smile: "Linhe County is well preserved so far. The city wall is about three meters long and surrounded by tributaries on all sides. It can be said to be a natural barrier. There are about 70,000 Southern Xiongnu people in the city. It is really difficult to take them normally, but now..." Xun Yu suddenly turned his head to Xi Zhong when he said this.

Seeing this, Xi Zhong nodded and said, "The royal court of the Southern Xiongnu is located in Linhe City. The troops affiliated with the Qiangqu are roughly between 20,000 and 30,000, and they govern six small tribes, the largest one is more than 10,000 and the small one is thousands. Our army can send Fenweiying to lie down on the day and night, and go north to hide near Linhe. After civil strife, we will attack Linhe by surprise and take down Linhe County in one fell swoop."

"So many tributaries must be fertile soil!" Zao Zhi was dedicated to farming. At this time, he saw that there was only the land near Linhe in his eyes. After seeing this, everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Lord, the Southern Xiongnu have always been close to our Han Dynasty. If our army does this, wouldn't it be that the other foreign races' way to surrender?"

This is the first time Gu Yong has attended such a meeting, and it is obvious that he is still a little in a turning point.

"What is our army's purpose in entering Shuofang? Yuan Tan said." After hearing Gu Yong's words, Yang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then asked Gu Yong.

"Of course, it is to regain the hometown of Shuofang." Gu Yong replied without thinking, then reacted and quickly clasped his fists at Yang Fan and said, "Thank you for your advice, lord."

Gu Yong's attitude is very good. Right is right, wrong is wrong. Yang Fan likes such a person very much. He patted Gu Yong on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Whether it is surrender or suppression, our army has only one goal, and our future goal is also this, so Yuan Tan, you must think about things from our perspective." At this point, Yang Fan turned his head and swept around the generals in the room and said, "Of course, generals must have the ability to think from the perspective of others, so that we can know what our enemies are thinking?"

Zhang Liao was agitated by these words and began to curse Zhou Cang.

Zhou Cang was not surprised, and the two immediately turned on the scolding mode. Zhao Yun, who was beside him, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and quickly distanced himself from the two of them.

In this way, tens of thousands of troops were hiding in the morning and night. Zhang Liao and Zhou Cang kept scolding each other along the way. Wen Pin, who joined, struggled to persuade each other at first, but after seeing that it was not effective, he also joined the verbal war. His language was extremely vicious, which made the listener look sideways and the listener ashamed.

This is also a unique way of communication between the middle and senior generals of the Yang family army. Yang Fan also accused of this move. According to Yang Fan's meaning, how can a general not curse? This is a magical skill. Everyone must practice it. If anyone can scold his own people, it means that he has already gone to the army and the enemy will definitely not be able to withstand such language.

In the end, when anyone in the Yang family's army meets, they will curse first. Of course, this is just that in normal times, everyone is divided into occasions.

On that day, Zhang Liao and others rushed to the surrounding area of ​​Linhe County. Zhou Cang patted Zhang Liao's shoulder and smiled and said, "Wenyuan, I'll leave, be careful, and drink together after the war."

Zhang Liao also replied with concern: "You have to be careful, don't let me go to the wounded barracks to see you."

Zhou Cang felt a little moved when he first heard Zhang Liao's words. After savoring them carefully, he realized that Zhang Liao was not at ease, but parting was about to happen. Zhou Cang was not angry, but just laughed and scolded: "You boy, okay, let's go. The Southern Xiongnu are all cavalrymen, be careful."
Chapter completed!