: 93. Battle calculation

93. Battle calculation
93. Shu Yu battle
Beside the official road not far from the broken snow, the hidden traces of several secret guards secretly protected their respective masters. Dark three hundred boring lazy to hang themselves on a lush tree on the side of the road, pointing to the dark side of a small hill that stands close to the tree and stands behind the tree: "Look at them more. It was sure to be discovered by Wang Ye and Wang Hao.
Dark II looked up at him.
They are secret guards that are not tracked and monitored. They are not discovered by others. Even if Wang Ye did not find them, they knew they were behind. "The dark guard is to protect the safety of the master at twelve hours all day." The dark third hit the tree grower. "We are also dark guards." Although it is not quite like it.
The dark face is a bit unsightly. "We are not a qualified Guardian. This time, going back to the prince is likely to give another tribute to Wang Hao."
The face of the dark three is also a bit stunned. On the battlefield, Wang Hao would not be injured if he did not stop him. There is absolutely no wrong place for the dark three who gave Wang Hao what to do. The King’s House trained them to come out in their own right in order to block all the dangers of the sword when they were blocked. Just now, Wang Hao went to stop him from blocking the arrow. If it is not the arrow of the prince, Wang Hao does not know whether he is alive or dead. As a dark guard they are really unqualified, and the dark and dark ones are still missing, although this is Wang Hao’s order. He and the Dark II also did not play the role of the Guardian. "I will plead guilty to the prince, and I will not drag you down." Dark II gave him a look. "What idiots say, we are a group, replace them. Can you still stay? Not to mention that you are not alone. I am just... I prefer to follow Wang Hao."
"Me too." Glanced at the other guards on the other side. It is too boring to follow the life of the Guardian before Wang Hao. Although they have not followed other masters before that, it is boring to train and listen to the predecessors. If they don't follow Wang Hao, they will become as boring as those of the dark guards. "If we ask for sin now, you will say whether the prince will be light."
"In the past, you will only be more unlucky." As a professional ethics, he will never let anyone know what he saw Wang Ye and Wang Hao on the roadside... of course, including Wang Ye himself.
"But, Wang Ye and Wang Hao have been here for a long time. In the future, General Murong should come out to find someone." Dark three entangled.
"Then let them go to invite Wang Ye and Wang Hao." The second secret picks the chin and looks to the dark guards who are not far away from the ink repair, I believe they are also tangled. Uh... As the Guardian of the prince, the ability to lurk and hide is too bad. He and the dark three casually found their hiding place.
"Wang Ye, Wang Hao." Dark II stood up from behind the tree and saluted the two people who came with him. The darkness of the tree sank silently, and followed the ceremony.
Ink eyes glanced at them and faintly said: "Good skills."
The two men shivered involuntarily in their hearts. Is the prince boasting about them?
Ye Liu smiled and said: "Get up, what are you doing here?" The two men are too bitter to talk, and Wang Hao does not need them to be with him all the time, but if they really go to do things now, Wang Ye will definitely be furious, Wang Hao can command them, but... Wang Ye can replace them. Ink repaired frowning and asked: "Where are there two more people? I remember there should be four people around you?"
Ye Li smiled and said: "I let them go to work."
"There are not enough people to adjust from other places. The dark guard is used to protect your safety." Mo Xiuzhen disagreed: "Since these four people can't protect your thoughtfulness, go back and send a few more? Or take me The people around you are giving you?" Ye Li glanced at the darkness of her pleading look, and said helplessly: "I don't like someone in the dark to follow me."
"They are to protect your safety. I will let people choose the best hidden people and will not bother you."
"No one can be better than us." Dark three sneaked a smack of ink repair, whispered. Ink's faint gaze immediately fell on him, and the dark three could not help but feel stiff. I only listened to ink repairs and said: "There has never been a dark guard who needs the master to save. There is no one who is stronger than you at this point."
"Ink... repair..." Ye Li reached out and held the hand of ink repairing, whispered: "They have helped me a lot. You can see that I don't need a dark guard, I need an assistant that can be trusted. And, dark Guardian is not used anywhere, isn't it?" For example, in some places, the Guardian can't follow, and the place where the Guardian can follow is usually the general guard. And the level of danger will not be high. Fortunately, only a small part of the secret guards of the King’s House are specially trained to protect the master. Others have other responsibilities, otherwise they are too wasteful. Ink repaired a glance at the two dark guards with their heads down and their eyes narrow. Looking down at the face and looking at his own glass, Shen Sheng said: "They can continue to stay with you, I will give you another four dark guards for you."
"Don't." Ye Liu smiled and said: "I am not used to the dark guard, even if you send someone to follow me, how long will they become the same as the dark one. What is the point?"
Ink repaired a slap and turned to go to the official road. Ye Liu licked his lips and smiled, followed him behind him. Leave a dark face and a dark face, "Ah, what does Wang Ye mean?"
"It means we can continue to follow Wang Hao. Probably..."
Broken Snow Gate Camp
Seeing Ye Liu and Mo Xiuqi came in, everyone in the big account quickly stood up. Murong Shen personally walked down the position of the coach and greeted him. "The end will see Wang Ye, Wang Hao. The danger of Yonglin is thanks to the help of Wang Ye Wang Yu in time to survive the disaster. Please accept the end." The robes are going to go down, and Mo Xiuyan stretches his hand and drags his shoulders. He said: "This is a matter of the king's points. General Murong does not need to be polite." Mo Xiuzhen refused to worship Mu Rong Shen. Can't go on. Goodbye, ink repair, a body-like and full-bodied appearance, and a flash of joy in the eyes. I am no longer reluctant, please ask two people to enter the side. "Wang Ye, Wang Hao, please sit inside."
In the account, everyone saw the look of the ink-skinned face of Jianbu, which was not very exciting, and some of them were shocked and deeply thought-out. Ink repaired and pulled the glass to sit down in the position of the coach. He asked: "What is the general, the army of Nanxun?" Murong Shen hesitated and walked back to the main position: "Nanjing has been attacking the city for a few days. Urgently, I probably want to cooperate with the rebel army of Guan Nei. Now the prince and the reinforcements come in person, naturally no longer have to worry about these Nanyi barbarians. The Mingcheng City will face the battle, and these Nanyi will be driven back to the mountains of southern Xinjiang!" The days of defending the city are not only the soldiers who break the snow, but the Lord Murong Shen will be more wrong. But he can only resist and can't show it. Now the reinforcements have arrived at the time when nature is proud.
"How many troops did Wang Ye bring to this time?" Others are also eager to try.
Ink repaired his eyebrows and said faintly: "Two thousand black clouds ride, and there are 50,000 troops to arrive in three days."
There was a silence in the big account, and everyone seemed to be poured from the outside with a bucket of ice water. One of the spleen and unbelief stood up and said: "Wang Ye... How did the court assign a 50,000 army?" What is the 800,000 Mohist Army? Ink repaired his lips and made a hint of indifference. "This king is only the first to support. The latter... the emperor has his own arrangements." The crowd silently, Murong Shen sighed in his heart. What do you not understand when you say something here? The emperor needs someone to support South Xinjiang at the fastest speed, and the speed of the march can catch up so fast only the black cloud ride of Dingwang. However, the emperor is also not assured of the king, so he simply refused to let the king take too many people, and the real big forces are behind. And the leader must also be the person trusted by the emperor. In the future, the chaos will be settled, and the credit is naturally recorded in the latecomers. The emperor... Is it so harsh that the King’s House will not have an accident?
"Original... I thought that the body of the King of Ding will be physically rehabilitated. This time, I will be able to slap the southern Xinjiang in one fell swoop, in order to continue the ambition of the predecessor of the king of the year. Now it seems that this time I can only let go of these Nanyi." Half a day, Murong Shen Only a little regretted laughter. As a general, no one does not want to establish a career in the field. However, now that the king suddenly recovers from the body, he will lead the emperor to doubt the sin. The emperor will not be willing to give the king of peace to the king. Ink did not care about it: "It seems that this time is not a good opportunity. These days, there will be hard work for the generals. The king will stay in Yonglin for a few days, and wait until the reinforcements rush to the king to start." Going back to Beijing."
Murong Shenyi, "Wang Ye does not stay in the broken snow?"
Ink repaired and laughed: "The broken snow has a general who does not need the king to slap on the feet. And there are more than 100,000 troops of Mo Jingli on the side of Yonglin. The king... there is still a little personal matter to deal with."
Murong Shen had to nod and said: "In this case, the prince is free." Although some regrets this time, I am afraid that I can't give Nanxun a heavy lesson, but this kind of thing is not something that a military commander can decide. What's more... Ding Wang's physical health appears in the broken snow, but this news is enough for those who are scared to death. After all... According to the last war in southern Xinjiang, the war was almost ten years. Going back to Yonglin City is already at night. Fortunately, everything in Yonglin City does not require much effort in ink repair. The phoenix left behind has been well organized. Ye Liu was curious to see that she had replaced a gorgeous red dress, and she changed her face to a white robe and looked like a phoenix in the capital. At the same time, Feng Zhiyao also looked at the leaves that were still calm and calm. It is impossible to draw the singular and beautiful woman in front of her and the black woman who is ruthless in the battlefield.
Ink repaired the glass and sat in the study room. He asked the chair next to the phoenix to ask: "Cold 皓宇 has not arrived yet?"
Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "Just come, go to change clothes and come over. He encountered a little trouble on the road and was chased all the way. When he came over, he was a little embarrassed."
Ye Li curiously raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Zhiyao. Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "He is squandering the richness of the money and the King of Li grabs the grain. Isn't this waiting for people to cut it? But the effect is not bad. He bought at least Jiangnan all over the year. 30% of the grain, now Li Wang even turned around to attack the various places in the south of the Yangtze River, I am afraid that it will not be long before the lack of food. So, Li Wang sent a killer to chase him everywhere."
"How do you deal with so much food?" Jiangnan can be said to be the granary of Dachu, and the whole grain of Jiangnan is not a decimal. Feng Zhiyao said with a smile: "The price of food in Jiangnan will only skyrocket and will not be sold. Even if we can't sell it, we still have hundreds of thousands of people to eat."
Sure enough, after a while, Leng Yuyu appeared at the door. Junmei’s cheeks still carry a scar that has just fallen, but fortunately it doesn’t look too serious. It should not leave scars.
Wang Ye, Wang Hao.

Ink repaired nodded and said: "You have been in Chuanzhou for more than half a year. How did Chen Jingli suddenly decide to start the military?" Leng Yuyu looked at the ink repair and looked at it. Didn't the prince know the news of the rebellion of Li Wang before he brought people down?" Mo Xiu faintly said: "This king came for some things in southern Xinjiang. When he first set off, he received news of Mo Jingli's troops. Even if you don’t have a brain, you should know that he is not fully prepared."
Feng Zhiyao shook his head and said: "I feel that Mo Jingli has chosen this time. It just happened to be a surprise. Don't say that we will be late for a few days, even if we are late for a long time, we will not be able to keep the snow." "Mo Xi Xiu said: "If he is really ready, he should not be so anxious to congratulate the broken snow. You can completely drag the two sides of the road to the generals of Murong in the broken snow, and the other directly marches eastward." There has always been a calm in the southeast, and there are few garrisons. As long as he completely occupies the south of the Yunxiao River, let’s not say that there are tens of thousands of horses now, even if it’s two or three hundred thousand people, it’s not necessarily that you want to go through the clouds. It’s easy. General Murong’s single-handedly difficult to break the snow can’t hold back just a matter of time. At that time... Mo Jingli gets any benefit, and he doesn’t have to share it with Nanzhao.

"He was in a hurry when he was not ready...that is, did the emperor want to do something to him?" Leng Yuyu guessed.
Feng Zhiyao shook his head and said: "No, if the emperor wants to start with him, he will not let him leave the capital."
Leng Yuyu nodded and thought: "The Li King Cavalry did happen suddenly. He had just returned to Ganzhou and there was no movement, but after three days he suddenly started to take troops. I was shocked at the time."
Ye Liu asked: "Why is the prince suddenly coming for what?"
Ink repaired her and looked at her and took a letter from her arms and handed it over. Ye Zi took a look, but it was the letter that she sent back before and there was a note that was obviously a grandfather. Looking down again, Ye Li was surprised: "Southern Xinjiang's saint Schumann is the descendant of the former emperor?!" This is indeed the Yeli sent, did not think of it, this is too bloody, she did guess Schumann Is there any other identity, but the Nanjiang saint is the descendant of the former emperor, while Mo Jingli is the younger brother of the emperor. Then two people conspired to rebel?
"Isn't Nanxun not betraying the former dynasty to establish the country? How can the descendants of the former emperor be called the Southern Xinjiang sage?" Looking at the attitude of Nanxun Wang to Schumann's work, it should not be that she does not know her identity.
Ink repair said: "The jewelry you sent back is the relic of the Chaoyang princess who married a tribe in southern Xinjiang when he was in the past."
Ye Zi raised an eyebrow, what about it? Princess Chaoyang has been away from Nanzhao for several hundred years.
Feng Zhiyao explained: "This Chaoyang princess is a strange woman. She is said to have participated in the political affairs before she married. But Gao Zong did not like the woman to participate in politics and reprimanded her. Later she will be her. Was sent to southern Xinjiang and pro. Although the Princess of Chaoyang has disappeared since then, the tribe of her and her relatives became the largest tribe in southern Xinjiang at that time because of the support of the former emperor. At the same time, it was the royal family of Nanxun. The predecessor. The Nanzhao royal family admired the Central Plains culture. Although the relationship with the former dynasty was not good, it was very good for some of the former dynasty...the ruling minister. From the establishment of the Nanzhao to the demise of the former dynasty, only the traces can be followed at least. There are two princesses, two princesses, and one prince. These people have some because the rebellion failed because they were trapped and fled to Nanxun. Without exception, these people eventually married or married the Nanxun royal family. The last one to be admitted, although the record is somewhat vague, but we guess it should be the former Crown Prince."
"So, what you want to say is that the South Xinjiang saint may be the orphan of the former prince?" Ye Liu asked, only a stun in his mind. Sure enough, if you think that the story is very bloody, the reality will only be more than him.
Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "In the third year of the demise of the former dynasty, the Queen of Nanxun was married to an unidentified Central Plains man. Five years later, Nanxun kept invading the border of Dachu. Until the Queen and King of Nanxun The husbands have all passed away, and they have gradually subsided. But over the years, the two countries have been fighting and never really stopped. As long as there is an opportunity, Nanxun will try to invade the Central Plains."
Ye Liu smashed his eyebrows. "Understood, so Nanxun has a very strong bloodline of the former royal family. Are they going to recapture the Jiangshan into the Central Plains for the former dynasty?"
"It may be a fake to recapture the country before the DPRK, but it is certain to want to enter the Central Plains." Feng Zhiyao nodded.
Ye Liu looked at Moxu with some strangeness: "Even so, you don't have to worry so much. Since they have been prepared for more than 100 years, they should not mind preparing for decades." Looking at her, "If there is no such thing as Mo Jingli's troops, what are you going to do?" Ye Liyi, thinking of his intention to go to the southern Xinjiang holy land, "Is it dangerous?" Looks good, said: "You don't think that the so-called holy place in southern Xinjiang is very problematic?"
Ye Zi blinked, waiting for his answer.
"The Southern Xinjiang Virgin, who must be at the age of twenty-five, must enter the Holy Land. But in fact most of the saints have been removed from the Holy Land at the age of twenty-two and even at the age of nineteen. These so-called No one knows their looks, no one knows their family status, and no one knows what they did after they entered the Holy Land. But these women must all receive a variety of education from childhood to become a saint. After that, it even had a certain influence on Nanxun administration. How much time and financial energy does such a person need to spend, is it just to be there to be a saint for a few years and throw it into any holy place to die?" The voice is light. Leng Yuyu thought, "The prince said it is reasonable. The rule of the saint of Nanxun is really strange. I remember that the last woman who had the shortest time seemed to have only two years. At the age of fifteen, she became a saint at the age of seventeen. Withdrew."
"I thought we were talking about the dangers of the holy land in southern Xinjiang?" Ye Li reminded.
Ink repair said: "There is no such thing as a southern sacred place. There may be such a place but it is definitely not a place to enshrine the treasures of South Xinjiang and the sacred women. It should be the biggest secret of the Nanzhao royal family. So once someone touches that The place will be obliterated by the Nanzhao royal family at all costs. Therefore, there are rumors that those who are accustomed to the sacred places in southern Xinjiang have no life."
Ye Liu was somewhat disappointed, so there is no such thing as a sacred place in the so-called holy place in southern Xinjiang.
Leng Yuyu said: "This should have nothing to do with the sudden emergence of Li Wang."
Feng Zhiyao lazily leaned back in the chair and smiled: "It doesn't matter? The relationship is big. We used to think that Mo Jingli wanted to use the Southern Xinjiang Virgin and Nanxun. It seems that the fool was used by people. So I will be so rushed to start the army. I thought he was smart, and the fool is a fool!" Ye Liu has some doubts. "What chip can Nanxun use to say that he is moving?"
Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "For example, sharing the world with the saints in southern Xinjiang, it is easier for Nanxun to help Mo Jingli want to get the world. When the Jiangshan beauty is not wrong, men will be hooked." Glass can't be understood. Nanxun is able to settle in the Central Plains for hundreds of years. Is the world really the most intoxicating? "Hey, they calculate it is not bad. From the outside, they can't break the snow and cut it from inside. If this is not because of Wang Hao, I am afraid that we don't want to say that the snow is off today, and there is no foothold in Yongzhou. Ground."
Leng Yuyu frowned and asked: "What should Wang Ye plan to do?"
Ink repaired faintly: "There is no plan. You are not safe in Jiangnan now, and you will return to Beijing as soon as possible." Leng Yuyu moved his lips to say something, and Mo Xiu looked at him and said: "I will follow General Murong said, let you and Murong Ting get married soon. Hao Yu... "Leng Yuyu is a spirit, and quickly said: "Under the subordinates, thank you Wang Yecheng."
Feng Zhiyao said that he was unwilling to say: "It’s hard to get out of Beijing, but it’s going to be overwhelmed. Should the emperor guard against us? It’s a waste of time for the son.
Mo Xiu said: "Nanxun can't make the climate, temporarily Don't bother to pay attention. You can rest assured that this will not make you white." Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, "only you dare to say that Nanxun can't make a climate. I think Nanxun people can't be too light, actually can spend so long. Time is forbearing to arrange..." Ink repairs a cold smile. "For more than 100 years, generations and generations can't be done, what climate can it be? Perhaps the only thing worthy of praise is their attachment." Feng Zhiyao smiled: "I guess the most hated by the Nanzhao people is probably the King's Mansion." For more than a hundred years, the King's Palace has definitely failed. For example, the last time a dozen years ago, if it was not the last temporary withdrawal, the Nanzhao people would never have to worry about how to get into the Central Plains. "So what does the lord say will not let me run a slap?" Playing Nanxun?"
Ink repaired his eyes and smiled. "Let's not fight, let's see you."

Hey?
the three men in the study asked in unison.
Feng Zhiyao’s eyes turned and asked:
I don’t remember any powerful bandit bandits in Yongzhou.

Ink repaired indifferently: "I didn't mean that I didn't have it before. Otherwise, what is the reinforcement of Zhangzhou?"
"Isn't Mo Jingli sent people to do it?" asked Feng Zhiyao.
Ink repaired and sneered, "I don't know if he has the brain. Even if he is good, how many people will be needed to replace the 20,000-strong horse with the strength of the Luzhou rebels? At that time, Mo Jingli's rebels were still near Yongzhou City. How can he let an army of at least 30,000 people attack the Zhangzhou reinforcements hundreds of miles away?"
Feng Zhiyao pondered a moment and said: "At least on the same day that he started his army, he sent this man to ambush the Luzhou reinforcements on the Yunxiao River. And he must know in advance that Zhangzhou will definitely send reinforcements to rescue the broken snow." There are very few people who know that Wu Chengliang is ours. At least, Mo Jingli is absolutely impossible to know. If he does not know, it is even more impossible to send ambushes to ambush the reinforcements of Zhangzhou. Because Zhangzhou is likely to be the same as other places. If you don’t move, you can also send troops to rescue the broken snow in other places."
"Isn't the person who ambushes Wu Daren is not the person of Mo Jingli?" Ye Li raised a brow.
"Looking at the fat of the big Chu can be more than one in southern Xinjiang."
"Xiling." Beibei is too far from southern Xinjiang, and the appearance of Beibei people is too different from that of Dachu. It is impossible to sneak into a large-scale sneak into the big Chu. But Xiling is not the same, although there are some slight differences, but that refers to the Xiling royal family who passed the marriage with the Gentiles. The difference between the ordinary Xiling people and the Dachu people is not too big. At first thought, there was a man who could destroy 20,000 people and sneaked into the big Chu. Leng Yuyu could not help but fight a chill.
Ink's eyes are deep and deep, "Dachu, the guards of the border guards, have long been beaten and beaten."
Feng Zhiyao shrugged, and the keeper of these years was almost replaced by the emperor, and they could not do anything. Oh... it seems to be good too...
"Wang Ye, when are we going?" Since there is a beating that is bound to be Nanjiang or Xiling, Feng Zhiyao asked with enthusiasm. Ink repaired his head and looked down at the slender fingers. He whispered: "After waiting for the emperor to take over Yonglin. You should let people prepare. Remember... If you let a person walk out of the big Chu, you will also be in this life." Stop telling me that you want to go to the battlefield."
"Yes, Wang Ye!" Feng Zhiyao got up and screamed, hesitated and couldn't help but ask: "Crushing snow off here..."
"For the time being, I don't care. They won't be able to win the game in a few months. We don't have time to take care of them."
"understood."
Ye Liu quietly looked at the two men who answered, and frowned slightly. The inexplicable feeling of anger in my heart is a feeling of uneasiness...