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Chapter three hundred and seventy-seven: battle (1)

Hearing this, Situ Chong and Wen Chungang's faces changed slightly.

After all, the matter of going to Jizhou to invite reinforcements was decided by the two of them. I don’t know where the memorandum sent that day was, and I have never received a clear reply from the court.

Therefore, this matter is big and small, and it depends on the attitude of the third prince in front of him.

Although Liu Feng was named King of Zhenxi by His Majesty and married the princess, everyone knew very well that Emperor Gan was definitely hating this King of Zhenxi. Therefore, even if Liu Feng became the first king of the other surname in the Gan Kingdom, no official dared to be close to him.

But no one knew that the third prince Li Chi actually had no disgust towards Liu Feng, but on the contrary, he had to thank him.

After all, the Black Armor Army indirectly helped him a lot. If Li Jun had not been defeated repeatedly, how could he reap the benefits of the fisherman?

However, as the third prince and His Majesty's good son, he naturally could not like the King of the West on the surface, and even had to cause trouble for him. The more this happened, the happier his father would be. If he made him happy, he would naturally be closer to that position.

"Third Prince, this is the case."

Wen Chung gritted his teeth and briefly explained the matter, and specifically stated that he suggested that the Governor Situ rushed to Jizhou to invite reinforcements, and took the initiative to take the majority of the responsibilities.

When Situ Chong heard this, he frowned and was about to speak.

"Oh? In this case, you two have no choice but to report to your father. I believe your father will not blame you for this. But let's forget about the rescue of the Black Armor Army."

Li Chi said while cutting the cooked meat on the plate with a dagger.

It was obvious that he was going to turn this big thing into a small matter, and he took the opportunity to sell the two of them to one favor.

Let alone Situ Chong, the general of the country, Wen Chungang is quite famous among civil servants. Even if he cannot get the support of the two, it is excellent to let them have kindness to him.

Hearing Li Chi say this, Situ Chong, who was about to speak, also swallowed the words in his mouth, but Wen Chungang looked embarrassed.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up, "Your Highness, if the Black Armored Army is defeated, even if you add 50,000 Huzhou soldiers, you can't stop Xiao Jie and the others! Please think twice!"

He knew the situation in the pass. Not to mention the 50,000 Huzhou soldiers, even if there are 50,000 more, he might not be able to stop the 600,000 Northern Barbarians outside the pass!

Governor Situ Chong cannot speak out because of his identity and the Situ family, but Wen Chungang has nothing to say. Even if he colludes with the King of Zhenxi for the sake of his big deal, it would be nothing. He would never die at all.

"Mr. Wen's words are too ambitious and destroying his own might. We 50,000 men are all elite troops. In addition, the soldiers here are naturally dangerous, and with the natural dangers of the level, it is absolutely no problem to block the Northern Wei Dynasty!"

The person who spoke was a general who was affiliated with the Huzhou soldiers.

"We swear to guard Fengmen Pass to the death!"

The other Huzhou soldiers also fought one by one and bowed to Li Chi and made military orders.

Looking at the dozen generals in front of him, Li Chi nodded with satisfaction, turned to Wen Chungang and said, "Mr. Wen, let's just say this, no need to say anything more."

Wen Chungang's face froze slightly, then he sighed and sat down.

After the banquet, he did not rush to leave, but came to a study with Situ Chong.

"Governor General, what should we do? The third prince doesn't know the power of the Northern Barbarian Alliance. We can't just watch things happen."

"Brother Mu Ru is at ease."

Situ Chong signaled Wen Chun to sit down and let him have him take tea again.

"The third prince has made it clear that he cannot leave the customs, and I cannot openly go against his wishes."

"But--"

Situ Chong reached out and pressed his hand and smiled, "Brother Mu Ru, don't be anxious first. When I finish speaking, I was actually thinking about whether to go out of seclusion to rescue the Black Armor Army, but after thinking about it, I found that the Black Armor Army didn't need us to rescue him at all! Or Brother Mu Ru underestimated the Black Armor Army."

"Why did the Governor say this?"

Wen Chungang knew about the situation on the Black Armored Army. There were no more than 100,000 people arriving here. Without their support, what would you do to block Xiao Jie's hundreds of thousands of troops!

"Although I have been fighting against the Northern Wei here these days, my attention to the Black Armored Army has not stopped."

Situ Chong stood up and walked to the screen map, "Since ancient times, there must be monsters in the country's chaos. But according to me, Liu Feng, the King of the West of the Town, is a monster and cannot be judged by common sense."

"Brother Mu Ru is also well-read. If you look through the previous history books, almost every dynasty has caused chaos in almost every dynasty, and very few people can succeed. Even if they succeed, how many people can do it like the Black Armored Army. In just two years, they have conquered two and a half states and never lost? Is this still a thief army?"

Wen Chung-kang immediately reacted, "Sir, is Xiao Jie unable to defeat the Black Armored Army?"

"I can't be sure, but I have this feeling that the Black Armor Army will not be defeated, so I didn't say much at the banquet just now. Moreover, King Zhenxi is a big concern for us, Daqian. It is not a bad thing to let him fight with Xiao Ke."

"So that's it. It seems that I'm over-thinking."

Wen Chungang showed a look of self-deprecating expression on his face.

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In the camp of the Black Armor Army, Yang Zong also received news of Xiao Jie's army being mobilized as soon as possible.

"Brother, Xiao Jie personally led an army of 300,000 to pounce on us. The people who came were not kind!"

He Zhang's face was full of solemnity.

The 300,000 army is not a small number. Xiao Jie, the Marquis of Zhennan, had only 500,000 troops in total, of which 200,000 were scattered in Yanzhou and Chongzhou. In other words, he transferred all the troops outside Fengmenguan except the barbarians.

Yang Zong's eyes flashed with a shiny light and he shouted to the outside: "Transfer the order, beat the drum and gather the generals!"

"Boom! Boom!·······"

The sound of drums quickly spread throughout the camp.

Eighty thousand vs. 300,000, the troops are very different. No matter how you look at it, Yang Zong is at a disadvantage.

As the army was mobilized, the eyes of all parties also shifted from Fengmen Pass to Yang Zong. However, what puzzled everyone was that there was not much movement in the Yang Zong camp. Everything was no different as usual. It was necessary to train and rest, as if it was not known that the 300,000 army was rushing here.

The Black Armored Army camp was not far from Fengmen Pass. In less than half a day, the dense Qian army rushed several miles outside the camp, confronting the camp through a small river.

Xiao Jie looked at the lurking camps, his eyes shining brightly, and immediately ordered the army to set up camp.

Someone was puzzled by this, and a strong man with a beard and gazed bowed and said, "Marty, why do you want to camp? We rushed over with one go and swallowed the other party directly!"

"You reckless man, you have to read military books more when you have nothing to do. It seems that you are taking my words as a breeze."
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