Wang Lang, who was mixed with emotions, looked at Tao Ying with his repeated expressions, couldn't help but be curious and asked for the meaning of "soldiers leaving Youzhou". He didn't know who Zhao Yun was.

"It's literal!"

Tao Ying, who looked soothing, shook the document in his hand, glanced at Wang Lang with a complicated expression, and a sly smiled in his eyes.

"Wen'an ordered Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong to obey the order of the emperor and lead troops to expel the Wuhuan rebels in Jizhou and enter Youzhou!"

Tao Ying explained to Wang Lang lightly.

"It's that simple?"

Wang Lang felt that Tao Ying was getting worse and worse, and now he dared not believe what Tao Ying said easily.

"It's that simple!"

Tao Ying looked at Wang Lang in surprise, and replied to him with certainty, and his heart was also clear.

"By the way, Wang Xiang, you should prepare to leave Jinan today and tomorrow and go to Luoyang to meet the emperor. Before Yuanlong comes back, Jinan will ask Wang Xiang!"

Before Wang Lang could come back to his senses, Tao Ying turned around and left the Prime Minister's Office's convention hall, and hurriedly left the Jinan Prime Minister's Office with the "Vajra" guard Dian Wei.

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"This Tao Chongguang is harder to figure out and control than his father Tao Gongzu!"

Looking at Tao Ying's back as he was gone, Wang Lang, with a confused look on his face, his mind was fluctuating.

"A wild horse that broke away!"

"No, a tiger out of the cage!"

Wang Lang, who was covered in sorrow on his face, felt that the Han Dynasty had become increasingly weak in control of the plump Tao Ying.

Of course, the court of the Han Dynasty was actually the court of relatives, eunuchs, and gentry.

The court lost control of Tao Ying, which means that a gentry like Wang Lang lost control of Tao Ying.

"How far can a Tao Ying go without control?"

At this moment, Wang Lang, with a confused look on his face, was a little hesitant when he met Tao Ying's ship.

The Han Dynasty's court had begun to transition to the gentry world. Wang Lang felt too risky when he invested in Tao Ying, who was away from the gentry.

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Youzhou.Yuyang County.

Zhao Yun, wearing silver armor and white robe, sat upright on the white war horse, with one hand and one hand holding the reins. Gu Jing Wubo's eyes looked at the giant horse water as smooth as a mirror, and his original surging mood also became calm.

"Zilong, can we defeat the Wuhuan people just like this?"

Riding a maroon war horse, also holding a steel gun, Xiahou Lan stopped beside Zhao Yun, and her eyes turned from the slowly moving cavalry on the ice to Zhao Yun, her face full of worry.

In fact, Xiahou Lan wanted to ask Zhao Yun even more: "Just this little man, he ran to the territory of the Wuhuan people and made a fuss. Can we return to Jizhou alive?"

"Of course!"

He glanced at Xiahou Lan in his sideways, and a hint of confidence flashed in Zhao Yun's cold eyes, and he replied to him with great firmness.

Xiahou Lan, who just turned 18 this year, is not only Zhao Yun’s Changshan hometown, his childhood playmate, and half of his classmate.

The day after Zhao Yun arrived in Wen'an County, Xiahou Lan came to join him.

Based on Zhao Yun’s understanding of Xiahou Lan, Zhao Yun naturally knew what Xiahou Lan was worried about.

"Don't worry, not only will you not die, but I will not die. Even the current Thousand Xuanjia cavalrymen will let them live back to Jizhou and Qingzhou!"

Zhao Yun, with a sonorous tone, had a firm gaze swept across Xiahou Lan's face, giving Xiahou Lan a reassurance, and at the same time secretly reminding herself.

"Yun, you must never let the robes you bring out, buried your bones in a foreign land, and let your lord down!"

When Zhao Yun thought of Tao Ying, his eyes became gentle again. He lowered his head and looked at the armor on his body, and a strong sense of warmth appeared in his heart.

"I have said that this time I entered Youzhou with light clothes and went straight to Youbeiping, not to fight the Wuhuan rebels, but to plunder the Wuhuan people's war horses and cattle and sheep!"

As if to further dispel Xiahou Lan's worries, Zhao Yun explained his intention to send troops to Youzhou this time.

"Even if the Wuhuan people want to fight me, I won't fight it!"

Looking at the Xuanjia cavalry of the main unit that was winding across the river on the ice of the giant horse, a bright light flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes.

"The lord has a good mind and is not inferior to "Sunzi" and "Wuzi"!"

Zhao Yun admired Tao Ying's "guerrilla" tactic of using war to support war.

"It not only trained troops, but also attacked the Wuhuan people, and fulfilled the mission of the emperor, especially the plowing ox that Jizhou and Qingzhou urgently needed was simply the 'good of all the best'!"

Of course, Zhao Yun valued more military training. He did not forget what Tao Ying said when he was in Jizhou.

"Next spring, in the three counties of Jizhou, I will win the title of "Xuanjia Wolf Cavalry" and let the lord personally give the flag!"

When Zhao Yun thought that there was only more than two months before spring, he was both urgent and expectant.

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"Zilong, I finally drove the Wuhuan rebels out of Jizhou. Why did General Tao ask you to send troops to Youzhou to provoke the Wuhuan people?"

"And, it's winter now, and even the Wuhuan people and Xianbei people on the grassland will not be able to move them easily!"

After taking Zhao Yun's "heart-resuring pill", Xiahou Lan, who was a little relieved, immediately raised her doubts.

"Will there be any problems with General Tao's decision?"

"The lord's decision is correct!"

Zhao Yun, who suddenly became cold on his face, replied unquestionably to Xiahou Lan, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"The lord's decision is also wise!"

Zhao Yun knew Xiahou Lan well and knew that he had been a little timid and cautious since he was a child. In addition, he had never seen Tao Ying or the real combat power of the Xuanjia Army, so Zhao Yun did not care about Xiahou Lan's doubts about Tao Ying this time.

If someone else was the case and questioning Tao Ying in front of Zhao Yun, although Zhao Yun would not turn against him, at least he would not give him a good look.

"After the war, the lord immediately appeased the people of the three counties of Jizhou and worked hard to make them live and restore their business. This is the key to collecting taxes, labor and military service from them in the future!"

"But to allow the people of the three counties to resume production quickly, a large number of plowing oxen are needed; to defend the country, a large number of war horses are needed."

"And these must be taken from the hands of the Wuhuan people and Xianbei people!"

In addition to being cautious, Zhao Yun has a strong sense of the overall situation and a clear mind. His patient explanation made Xiahou Lan feel like she was clearing the clouds and the doubts in her heart were solved in an instant.

"Lan understands, thank you Zilong for helping him!"

Sitting upright on the war horse, Xiahou Lan, with a solemn expression, sincerely bowed to her best childhood playmate and friend Zhao Yun to show her gratitude.

"Zilong and Lan are just like a difference!"

Xiahou Lan clearly realized that the gap between him and Zhao Yun had widened unknowingly.

When looking at Zhao Yun who was wise and heroic in the face of major events, he looked envious from time to time.

"You and I have been playing together since childhood. We are not brothers, but better than brothers. Don't be polite!"

Zhao Yun, who had a warm face, responded extremely kindly to Xiahou Lan, reminding him not to get along with him.

"The people and horses have all passed the giant horse water. We must take advantage of the Wuhuan people's unpreparedness and grab the food and tents for tonight. Otherwise, we will die of starvation in Youbeiping on a cold night!"

Remind Xiahou Lan, Zhao Yun held the horse's belly hard and urged the horse to move forward quickly.

"Driving!"

"Xilulu..."

With Zhao Yun taking the lead in attacking, more than a thousand cavalrymen accelerated and accelerated.

In an instant, the smoke and dust rolled up in the sky, covering the miserable sunset, and the wasteland under your feet retreated like a tide.

"Wuhuan native, I, Zhao Yun, are here!"

Zhao Yun was full of hatred for the alien race, and the only thing that could relieve his hatred was the steel gun in his hand.

Although he has not yet fought with the Wuhuan people, after the battle of Zhangshui, the once tragic killing aura can be clearly felt even though it has been a long time.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun's eyes became hot in an instant, and faint flames ignited deep in his eyes.

"Xilulu..."
Chapter completed!