As the sky was getting dark, in the Liang army camp, as the last ray of fire was extinguished, the soldiers began to rectify the camp, gathered the remaining items, moved out iron pots, firewood, grain and rice, and began to make early cooking.

Huan Wu stood in the open space, wearing a thick fur coat, with a complicated expression. There were more than ten generals kneeling in front of him, mainly Huan Youji and Di Sheng.

Last night, Shanya Camp was attacked by the Shu army. Two Liang soldiers on the front line hurriedly returned to the rescue, but were chased by Changce's army behind.

No matter which army, they have no desire to fight. To a certain extent, the tighter the Shu army pursues, the faster they retreat. In the end, the soldiers and generals are lost.

During the trapping of the beast village, Huan Youji and Di Sheng were hosted by the host. In addition, there were many people, the losses were not heavy. However, during the trapping of the Cao Village, the main general Rong Can was seriously injured and was not on the front line. No one in the army presided over it. He was chased by Chang Ce Army behind and suffered heavy losses.

In this battle, the Liang army lost six or seven hundred people, while the Shu army suffered minimal losses.

Huan Wu did not speak, but Huan Youji and others looked ashamed. They fell into the strategy of the Shu army and were walking around like fools.

The battle between Liang and Shu has not been very different until now.

It can be said that after last night's battle, the advantage gained by Liang's army in the first battle in the Shanzao Camp was repelled by Yang Xian. While the Shu army regained its disadvantage, it also completely angered the Liang army's fighting spirit.

"Lord, please give me an order! We will fight to the death with the Shu army."

A group of Liang generals were furious and knelt in front of Huan Wu. It has been so many years since Huan Wu had never seen all the soldiers working together.

The shame that Yang Xian brought to them was unforgettable to these Liang Generals. They have never lost such a great face.

The crowd was full of emotions, but Huan Wu was so calm that people didn't feel any emotion.

Last night, Lou Jing broke into the camp and broke Huan Wu's big banner in front of everyone. This was equivalent to slapping Huan Wu heavily in the face and slapping Liang Jun hard in the face.

Logically speaking, Huanwu should be more angry than anyone else at this moment. But now Huanwu can't see any anger on his face.

"Master!"

"I have been wondering what Yang Xian wants to do, and use the Chang Ce army, who is obviously just a new recruit, to fight our army?"

Huan Wu slowly said, which stunned all the generals. Indeed, in the Liang army's plan, the Shu army that was deployed in Rangshan should be the newly encamped Black Army.

Whether in terms of combat power or familiarity with the Liang army, the Black Army should be the best choice. However, Yang Xian asked the Black Army to withdraw from the battlefield early, leaving a group of new recruits to resist the Liang army.

"As we expected, our army could use three days to kill the Shu army's defense line to Danhu Shuizhai, and to save the glory that our army lost in Nanyang in front of the world."

Huan Wu's eyes looked at the generals in front of him from the mountains in the distance among the clouds and mist.

"But three days have passed, but we still can't move forward."

"Master..."

Huan Youji wanted to say something, but Huan Wu waved his hand to stop him.

"I understand what Yang Xian wants to do now. He wants to use our army as the whetstone to hone the new army for him. Yang Xian is training troops!"

Huan Wu slowly walked forward a few steps, and the corner of the fur coat passed through Huan Youji's shoulder armor. The stroking sound could clearly enter Huan Youji's ears, making him angry and unwilling to accept it.

Huan Wu smiled slightly, walked through Liang General's array, and pointed to a mountain in the distance.

"Generals! It's been so many years since I haven't felt this way anymore. I'm treated as a puppet in my palm and played with it at will."

Huan Wu's eyes were deep, and a trace of fear arose in his heart. But this trace of fear did not come from Yang Xian, but himself.

Yang Xian should have already realized that in the future, there will be a long war between Shu and Liang, and the struggle will not only cost the gains and losses of a city and a place. At this time, he has already begun to deal with it.

Between Liang and Shu, between Huan Yang, Huan Wu was confident that he was far better than Yang Xian in any aspect. But only one thing is that Huan Wu could not compare with Yang Xian.

That is time.

Huan Wu was worried and afraid. Once he passed away, would anyone in this Daliang family be Yang Xian’s opponent?

"Master!"

The Liang generals turned around, knelt behind Huan Wu, and knocked on the ground with their heads, their faces as if dead.

Huan Wu's words have already reached this point. This is not just a matter of victory or defeat, nor is it a matter of face for the generals of the Liang army. It involves the feud between Huan and Yang and the national hatred between Liang and Shu.

The lord is worried about the minister’s humiliation, and the lord is humiliated and the minister’s death.

Huan Youji stood up, holding a knife in his hand, and his face was full of hatred.

"I'll take Yang Xian's head now!"

More than a dozen generals behind him also stood up and followed Huan Youji.

Huan Wu did not stop him. At this time, the Liang army needed morale, a victory, and even more so it needed to vent.

The best target is the Shu army. The generals of the Liang army have experienced many ups and downs, and have come back to this day.

The Shu army was able to fight flexibly in this mountain road of more than ten miles. Last night, the surprise attack on the mountain crow camp, luring the Liang army back to rescue, thus causing them to lose so many troops. Everything needed a commander who could coordinate and dispatch, and this commander was undoubtedly Yang Xian.

But even Yang Xian could not have made such precise commands in the rear. There is only one possibility. Yang Xian has always been on the front line, in that area that was cleaned up by the scouts of the Shu army.

Huan Wu pointed in one direction and found that target for the Liang army.

Cape Cliff.

The morning mist surrounds the mountains, and the wind is filled with a sharp chill.

The small iron pot was buzzing, and a faint fragrance of meat overflowed from the lid. Yang Xian sat on a small bamboo stool, gently slapping the fire with a feather fan, and adding firewood to the fire from time to time.

The pot was filled with the pheasant I caught last night, and it would be cooked in a moment.

"murderous look?"

Yang Xian looked up and saw a red blood energy soaring into the sky from the mountain crow camp. His murderous intent was so profound.

"Lord, the scouts in front came to report that Liang army has marched towards the side of Wangjiao Cliff. It seems that Huan Wu has noticed it."

"Why at this time?"

Yang Xian looked at the chicken soup in the pot and felt a little regretful. Why did Liang Jun march at this time? You can't wait any longer, and I'll talk about it after I finish breakfast?

"Lord, the situation is critical. The Liang army is coming in full swing. With our military strength, it is absolutely unstoppable. Please make a decision early."

"Tell the soldiers that all the troops will be withdrawn. You don't want the two camps of prison grass and trapped beasts, and retreat to Danhu Water Village."

The high momentum of the Liang army was even stronger than when the Liang and Shu and Liang army first fought. This not only involved victory or defeat and glory, but also mixed with strong hatred.

Hatred towards Yang Xian!

If the Changce army fought with the Liang army at this moment, they would inevitably be defeated. Looking at the bloody sky soaring into the sky in the distance, Yang Xian waved his feather fan.
Chapter completed!