Chapter 523: The eve of felling

In the main tent, Yang Jian was lying on the bed, while Xiao Lan sat aside and read some military messages.
Yang Jian said, "Xiao Mage, what do you think of this prime minister's strategy to cut down on business."
"The strategy of dividing the soldiers into three paths is good. I don't know the leaders well, so I won't comment much. The semaphore made by the prime minister is good, but the monks don't have the method of communicating the voice. Why does the prime minister make such a fuss?"
"Naturally it is to leave some benefits to the commonplace."
Yang Jian yawned, "I will let the crowd gather in the evening and introduce you to them."
"Introduce me to what?" Xiao Lan turned to look at Yang Jian over there, lying on the back of the armchair, and asked a little puzzledly, "I just want to unravel the mystery of why I sent you a hosta? I really thought I wanted to follow you to fight and kill?"
Yang Jian suddenly became angry.
"Follow you, I will have a small gathering with everyone at night, will you come?"
"This place is a military camp, and a hundred miles away is the enemy Qinglong Pass. Cheng is quite so elegant. You are not afraid that the other party will take advantage of your paralysis, poisoning, casting spells, and ruining this battalion of elite soldiers?"
What Xiao Lan said was reasonable. Yang Jian realized that he couldn't talk about this little boy anyway, and turned over, quietly thinking about the previous battle with Xiao Lan's army.
How could he be abused so miserably.
Although he was not good at arranging troops, he also defeated many times of Shang Dynasty army...
Although Yang Jian pretended not to care, the fight against Xiao Lan made Yang Jian deeply doubt his military ability.
‘Maybe, I’m not good at being a wise general at all, I’m only suitable for charging forward. ’
Then I thought, when I defeated Wen Zhong, if Xiao Lan was here, maybe it wouldn't be a lot of trouble. The first day's battle would make Wen Zhong completely defeated...
No matter, there is something inferior to myself, which is nothing to be sad.
Yang Jian sighed softly, and Xiao Lan blinked on the side, and suddenly snickered twice, apparently seeing through Yang Jian's pretending to be calm.
"Can the prime minister play chess? If nothing happens in the army, how many games will you and I talk about?"
As soon as Xiao Lan spoke, Yang Jian suddenly became interested, turned over and sat up, the fighting spirit in his eyes was unabated.
At the moment, Xiao Lan took out a jade chessboard and placed it on Yang Jian's thematic book case. Yang Jian took a photo of a chair and sat opposite Xiao Lan, each holding black and white.
When Xiao Lan dropped the chess piece, it seemed as if there was a rhyme permeating Yang Jian's spirit.
Go there?
"The prime minister laughed."
"Young Master Xiao made me look at me with admiration," Yang Jian said with a smile, and then started to settle, but after more than ten sons, he was led by the nose by the other party inexplicably.
Xiao Lan was not arrogant or impatient, calm and calm, Heizi killed Baizi throwing away his helmet and armor, Yang Jian held his forehead with one hand from time to time, and couldn't bear to look directly.
After losing three games in a row, only two hours, Yang Jian was also a bit speechless.
"The prime minister must not be so depressed," Xiao Gongzi said with a chuckle. "When I was five years old, I studied chess, and when I was ten years old, there was no one in my family who could beat me. The prime minister is a Taoist talent, and naturally his mind is on the road. How about this trail? It takes too much attention."
"The one who is comforted by you is not happy at all," Yang Jian shook his head and threw the chess piece in his hand. "I have a few uncles who are good at this, and I will recommend you some other day to win some Lingbao fairy medicine or something. ."
Xiao Lan's eyes lighted up immediately, "Yes, yes, I think this is feasible."
"You really want to go," Yang Jian was speechless for a while. The uncle he was talking about was naturally an educator of the twelve golden immortals, who was an extraordinary character.
No matter how he thought about it, Yang Jian didn't think Xiao Lan could beat the group of talented people who were old enough to play chess.
In such a long time, in addition to cultivating Dao, I also played chess and looked at the scenery. How could chess not be strong?
Looking at the sky, Yang Jian said: "You are ready, I call a few juniors here, don't let them see that you are a woman."
"Don't worry, I have treasures for body protection." Xiao Lan shook a necklace around her neck, and then gently rubbed a few times on her neck. The neck became thicker in front of Yang Jian's face, and there was also a small one. Adam's apple.
Xiao Lan coughed twice, and her voice turned into a fresh male voice, which made people not uncomfortable or think of this as a woman.
"Prime Minister, how?"
"Not bad, not bad," Yang Jian nodded in praise, and Xiao Lan immediately smiled triumphantly.
Calling a few juniors to come, Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan and suddenly asked: "Apart from me and Aoji, do you have no friends?"
Xiao Lan suddenly turned black, "Will you chat... You have been kept at home by your grandmother since you are sensible, surrounded by people who are waiting for you, where are the opportunities to make friends. Otherwise, with the charm of this son, hum! "
Yes, it's sad.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "I don't know what the charm of the son is, but the charm of Miss Xiao is very powerful."
Xiao Lan avoided Yang Jian, "The Prime Minister Meng Lang is now."
"Meng Helang, just telling the truth."
"Who is Meng Lang?" A laugh came from outside the tent, and Nezha flew into the tent on the hot wheel and landed in front of the two, looking at Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan had naturally seen Nezha when she entered the barracks earlier, and she was not surprised to know that this was a friend of the senior brother.
Yang Jian smiled without saying a word. After Huang Tianhua and Wei Hu were in the account, he only introduced them three:
"This is Young Master Xiao Lan, Xiao, and I will be a staff governor in the future. If you don't know anything about the leader, you can ask her for advice."
Xiao Lan got up, bowed his hands to the three of Nezha, and said with a smile: "I would like to ask some educators to take care of me in the future."
"It's easy to talk," Huang Tianhua looked at Xiao Lan, a little puzzled.
"General Xiao is polite," Wei Hu also looked at Xiao Lan for a moment, quite puzzled.
Yang Jian ordered people to put on a banquet, and the five people took the seats one by one; Xiao Lan was still a little cautious, Yang Jian and Nezha chatted out the atmosphere with a few words, and several people began to push the cups and change the cups, chatting.
They are not just chatting, they often talk about cultivation, and they also mention military affairs.
"General Xiao came to me for the first time, I laughed," Huang Tianhua held up the wine bottle, "I respect General Xiao a glass."
Xiao Lan also greeted her with ‘arrogant’.
On the side, Nezha approached Yang Jian's ear and said, "Brother, she is dressed as a woman as a woman, and what she can do with her eyes."
Yang Jian suddenly wondered: "How do you see it?"
"My yin and yang sword can distinguish yin and yang on its own. I just moved closer to her and felt the yang sword tremble slightly," Nezha blinked, what's the matter? "Brother, why does she have to make a blindfold?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Perhaps it seems to be more attentive."
Nezha nodded suddenly, and went to have a drink with Wei Hu.
As soon as he finished talking here, Huang Tianhua whispered to Yang Jian again, "Big brother, is this also the supervising army sent by King Wu? Tsk, King Wu is really considerate, and sent one after another women to serve in the army."
Yang Jian was speechless for a while, and then went back: "How do you see it?"
"There is no masculinity in her. Although it doesn't look weird, I have never seen a man who trims her eyebrows so carefully..."
"Okay, drink your wine. She was not sent by King Wu, but a fellow daoist who came to help me cut down on merchants."
Yang Jian glanced at Xiao Lan, and wanted to persuade her to go back to women's clothing. Three of the four people present already knew the identity of her woman.
"Come on!" Xiao Lan held the wine bottle in both hands, stood up, "Xiao respects everyone a glass! It's really fortunate for Xiao three to have a drink with a few rising stars! Hahaha!"
This pretending to be very bold laughter, how can I hear it in my ears, there will be a touch of sadness...
Yang Jian was a little bit hesitant to say something, but his three junior brothers gave a lot of face, got up and had a drink with Xiao Lan, and sat down separately.
"Ah," Yang Jian decided to bring the topic to business. "Can Li Jing and Deng Chanyu get there?"
"It's here that day," Wei Hu replied, "They have begun to rectify the two soldiers and horses in the north and south, and General Deng Jiugong is also on his way to Jiameng Pass."
"What are the good strategies of several juniors for the cutting merchants? Speak freely tonight, just as soon as possible."
Listening to Nezha and Huang Tianhua starting a serious discussion about the military situation, Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief for Xiao Lan.
Unexpectedly, Wei Hu suddenly asked: "Brother, should this General Xiao’s tent be set up in the Supervision Army? The Supervision Army seems to be a little afraid to live alone. He had come to see Senior Brother before, but the Senior Brother was not there."
Settled in Ji Qianhua...
Yang Jian suddenly covered his eyes and laughed, Xiao Lan on the side was unclear, so several juniors were puzzled.
"Go on, go on," Yang Jian waved his hand, indicating that he was all right.
At the banquet, the three vanguard generals offered their own strategies, but Xiao Lan didn't mention anything about the battle. He just listened quietly, and did not say any strategy to Yang Jianyan afterwards.
Obviously Xiao Lan was not very interested in these, just to remember why she gave Yang Jian Zanzi in the first place.
This hairpin has extraordinary significance to Xiao Lan, and it will only be sent out under one condition...
Private for life.
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Half a month after Xiao Lan entered the Zhou battalion, a victory came from the southern army. Lei Zhenzi led the army and defeated the merchant soldiers who went out of the Jiameng Pass to crusade. The Jiameng Pass garrison suffered a great loss.
Five days later, the news of victory came from Li Jing in the north, which also frustrated the crusade of the Shang army, and brought the two troops with a total of 300,000 soldiers and horses, and took the lead in approaching the border of the northern part of the Dashang North, making Chaoge City roar.
In another day, when Suhu Kaicheng of Qinglong Pass surrendered, Zhou Jun had built several grain and grass supply lines, and the three-way army was already ready to go.
In this process, Xiao Lan only offered two strategies to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian adopted them after careful consideration.
First, before the Qinglong Pass was captured, tens of thousands of elite soldiers were sent to carry enough grain and grass to raid Lintong Pass over the mountains and ridges to disrupt the layout of the merchants and intercept the military reports.
Second, after entering the Qinglong Pass, the merchant soldiers and people of the Shang country who did not descend were driven out of the Qinglong Pass, stripped of their armor, left behind their food and grass, and let them rush to the Five Passes as refugees. Bad business and military spirit.
Although the second strategy is a bit ruthless, there are bound to be many mortals starving to death by the roadside, but it can greatly reduce the difficulty of their next attack.
In addition, Xiao Lan no longer offered any advice, and stayed with Yang Jian all day, unable to sleep together.
There are still three days left after entering Qinglong Pass, Yang Jian feels a little uneasy inexplicably, and always feels that there is something he hasn't done.
A jade talisman suddenly came in the sky~EbookFREE.me~ After reading it, Yang Jian suddenly realized that he returned to Zhoudu City overnight.
Within two days, outside the Zhoudu City, at the foot of Qishan Mountain, a high platform was erected, and it was painted gold, marking a series of marks.
On the day agreed with Su Hu, Zhou Jun's 3rd Road Barracks were covered by a ray of fairy light, and the mortal generals of each battalion were also led by the fairy light and quickly gathered to the foot of Qishan Mountain.
King Wu led the Manchu civil and military forces out of the city, and the ceremonies were tens of miles. The people of the capital rushed to follow and gathered on the newly built golden platform.
Yang Jian took the lead on stage in a light blue robe.
Before cutting down the merchant, he had to worship the heaven and the earth, the Jintai point generals, and give the gods of the tomorrow and the earth, so that the generals would be protected by the heavens.
"Sacrifice to heaven!"
Yang Jian made a long tone, and King Wu led the ministers to step up, his face was solemn, and he was lingering in the imperial spirit.
The phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon flew between the sky and the earth, attracting the three realms' eyes to fall here.