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But the deputy general knew very well that the general's words were just to comfort him.

It was not that easy for the imperial court to draw troops south of the Yellow River. The rebels of the Beggars' Gang attacked along the Yellow River. Now, there is only an isolated city in Wu'an City, on the lower side of the south side of the Yellow River.

If the court could not see such a simple bait, the deputy general would doubt the IQ of the court's wine bags.

Looking at the towering Wu'an City, Ma Ning murmured: "The helm leader doesn't know what he thought, he has to leave this lonely city. What if the Mongolians don't come!"

Qin Lu next to him smiled and said, "The helm leader has already thought that the Yellow River enters the dry water period from May to July. How many days are there left now?"

"You mean..."

"Yes, once these times disappear, it will be not so easy for the Yuan Dynasty court to cross the Yellow River to attack us. It will have to wait at least half a year. So they must hurry up during this period of time, otherwise they will not forget about what they say south of the Yellow River. What's more, the ruling leader has already posted a hero post, asking the rebels from all over the country to participate in the righteous act! The slogans have been already given, namely, to expel the Tartars and restore the Central Plains!"

"Now we are waiting for our time here, but I think Wu'an City is not a real battlefield, and the real battlefield may be on the periphery."

“On the periphery?”

"Yes, the helm leader gang cannot set the situation in the world above the outcome of a war. The so-called "one battle" is just a simple idea. The outer side may be the most important. I think the battle between Chang'an and Goryeo are probably the key."

Qin Lu said as he looked at the patrol soldiers who left one by one, "The rudder leader has been in the past few years, but it is not simply to fight a war of annihilation in Wu'an City. We must see a further distance."

"The helm leader has never cared about the gains and losses of a city and a place, so how could he mobilize so many troops for a Wu'an city?"

"Besides, the helm leader advertises the world so much that everyone knows this news, that is, he wants the Yuan Dynasty court to come and fight to the decisive battle."

"If the Yuan Dynasty court does not come, its prestige will be ruined. At that time, he will not be able to suppress the rebels in the north. However, if he comes, he must cross the Yellow River and fight us in this short time. It is obviously unfavorable for them to do this. If it were you, what would you choose?"

Ma Ning shook his head.

"The current Yuan Dynasty court is full of internal and external troubles, and is in turmoil!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of a call from the schoolyard in the camp was shook the sky, and it was obvious that a group of newly joined recruits were practicing.

It is normal to have a schoolyard in such a large-scale rebel camp. Many of these recruits have never seen blood. At most, some of them just fought some cities and were pulled from the best to the army.

Ma Ning looked at Qin Lu with some surprise. He found that Qin Lu's change was so great that he seemed to be hiding his strength in the past few years and almost never appeared in front of everyone. However, every time he met, he would give people a stunning feeling.

"I said, Boss, where did you know so many things?"

Qin Lu patted Ma Ning on the shoulder and said, "Look more books, the helm leader is right. People just need to keep learning. Do you think we are still the original rogue Shucheng?"

"Do you know what the people call us now? They are called Huaihe tyrants. I will be the one who wants to be awarded titles in the future. If I don't know a few big words and have never read the tactics of war, how can I get through in the future? How can I suppress more and more young people?"

"Look..." Qin Lu pointed to the praise paintings that were traveling back and forth in the camp and said, "These people know more than us and younger than us. If I were still complacent, they would be surpassed by them in the future. Now the Beggars' Sect is full of talents and is said to be the beggars' gang, but the words beggars have already left."

"You can't do it if you don't learn!" Qin Lu said, with his hands behind his back, shaking away, leaving Ma Ning who was thinking a little deeper.

Qin Lu knew very well what level he was. He was not young anymore. He was in his forties and was about to be fifty. As the saying goes, he was at thirty, and he was not confused at forty, and he knew his destiny at fifty. He was almost at the age of knowing his destiny. For him, the most wanted to make achievements early in this period of time now.

After all, now he feels overwhelmed, and the plans made by Ying Wugui have gradually begun to show its power over the years.

The continuous infusion of the best and fresh blood among the Beggars' Sect is indeed a threat to the older generation, but he has no choice but to do anything about it.

There are also people like Chen Youliang who come from Junshan, some of whom are upright, some are stubborn, while some are outstanding in talent and smart in mind. These people are beginning to get involved in large quantities in the Beggars' Sect.

Qin Lu didn't know whether it was good or bad, but for him, he felt a strong crisis. As the world was about to fall into the beggars' sect, he had to exert force and be alert to avoid falling behind.

Although he never thought that he might become a noble in the future, the general trend of the world was in front of him, and he had no choice but to think about it.

Just now, a rumbling drum sound came from the camp. Qin Lu glanced at his personal soldiers and said, "What's going on?"

"Report to General, there are enemy troops outside!"

"The enemy is invading?"

He really couldn't figure out what kind of enemy troops would dare to directly rush into their camps in this place south of the Yellow River? Do you think he had lived long?

However, he did not dare to delay at all and hurried to the central army's tent.

When he came to the tent, he found that the other generals had basically arrived. After he came in, Ma Ning also entered the tent behind him.

Zeng Yunfeng sat in the tent, touched the Yuhuashi in his hand, and smiled, "The Ming Taoist Army is outside, and I am asking for a meeting. Do you think I will meet or not?"

Qin Lu's mind was turned around and it was wrong. Shouldn't the Ming Taoist Army be in Haozhou City?

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the generals and continued, "I originally thought that the Ming Taoist Army would hold its troops in Haozhou City. I was waiting to see us fight a death battle with the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty, and then they jumped out from behind."

"But I didn't expect that Zhu Yuanzhang would come to see me first."

"Master, this is nothing. Just take some people out to see him directly. Here, we have so many soldiers stationed here, I don't believe that Zhu Yuanzhang has such a bold courage to attack us."

"If there is any, I won't mind going forward and killing him." It was not someone else's speech, but Chu Qian, and the two brothers Chu Nan, stood behind him.

Others nodded.

"Okay, Chugan, you can order three hundred cavalrymen. Let's go outside the tent to see what Zhu Yuanzhang sold in the gourd?"

Chen Youliang looked at Zeng Yunfeng and sighed in his heart. Maybe Zhu Yuanzhang came here to find a way out.
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