At the end of October, the Great Chu officially started war with the northern border. Almost at the same time, the Nanwang of Xiling Town ordered his son, the Nanwang of Zhen, Lei Tengfeng, to lead an army of 200,000 to the border border with Nanzhao in the south. For a time, various countries dispatched troops and generals, and even the Beirong, which was far away in the north, was in the bitter and cold time, was a little ready to move. At this time, the military exercises that had been preparing for several months of military exercises in the Ding Palace began.

In the early morning, Zhang Qilan, a general stationed in the camp thirty miles away in Licheng, received an order: to lead the troops of our troops to Jiantianya, 50 miles northwest of Hongzhou, and seize the danger of Jiantianya. This order came too quickly and could be said to be completely unprepared. Fortunately, the Mo family army has been well trained and everyone has a little bit of a heart tense during this period. This time, it was not messed up.

When he received the order, Zhang Qilan was having dinner with several subordinates and discussing military affairs. After a look at the graceful but beautiful handwriting on the paper, Zhang Qilan jumped up and shouted to the subordinates: "Send the order and set off in half an hour!" But he was a little surprised in his heart, why did this order look like the handwriting of the princess?

All the generals were stunned and asked with a more courageous attitude: "General, we are..."

Zhang Qilan smiled and said, "It's time to start, the young guy work harder. We must beat that old guy until he cried and called him mother."

Everyone couldn't help but smile, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became much more relaxed. Zhang Qilan glared and yelled, "Why don't you go and prepare!"

Everyone immediately scattered out of the tent and dispatched their subordinates to dispatch their troops. After repelling their subordinates, Zhang Qilan looked at the letter in his hand again, wiped his face and turned around to prepare for his own luggage.

"General Zhang, I took the liberty to disturb you late at night." Outside the tent, a quiet voice smiled faintly. Zhang Qilan was stunned, and then he realized who was talking to him and quickly met him. The curtain outside the tent was lifted up by someone. The person outside had already walked in.

Zhang Qilan hurriedly bowed and said, "I have met the princess." Unlike usual, Ye Li was wearing a long gray cloak, but her hair was combed into a man's bun. The white hem revealed from the cloak, it could be seen that it was a man's clothing. Zhang Qilan was a little confused, but asked, "Princess is..." Ye Li smiled and said, "General Zhang is about to go to war. I will recommend himself as a staff officer. I hope the general will not abandon him."

"The princess said... she wanted to march with us?" Zhang Qilan said in surprise.

Ye Li nodded, and Zhang Qilan said in embarrassment: "This... the princess's body is a thousand gold, what if..."

Ye Li smiled as she played with the folding fan in her hand and said, "There is no guarantee in this world that there is no possibility, and she has been to the battlefield several times. Even if she can't help General Zhang, she will never drag her back."

Zhang Qilan said unsure. He naturally knew the ability of this princess. With her help, it was equivalent to a strong counselor and general out of thin air. But Ye Li's identity made him a little uneasy. If this happens, even if he beat Lu Jinxian, he can only say that they have taken advantage of it.

Ye Li naturally saw the reason for his hesitation and couldn't help but smile: "To put it this matter... In fact, General Zhang suffered a few losses. Does General Zhang know who is the leader of the Western Route Army?" Hearing this, Zhang Qilan suddenly felt a little bad, and said in his heart: "Is it possible..."

Ye Li nodded and smiled, "Yes, the opponent is leading the army is the prince, and Lu Jinxian is the deputy general."

Zhang Qilan's face turned dark. Although he was much older than Ding Wang Xu, he could only think that he was not as good as he did when using troops. When Mo Xiuyao was in southern Nanzhao, Zhang Qilan had also accompanied him. He probably never thought that he would face Mo Xiuyao in his life.

Ye Li looked at Zhang Qilan with a smile and said, "Are you... the general who said you have lost before the battle?"

Zhang Qilan gritted his teeth and nodded, "Since that's the case, it's time for the princess." It's natural that he would not be able to defeat without fighting, so now he doesn't care about Ye Li's identity. Even if he really can't win, he will bite off a piece of meat from the other party. What's more... fighting with the prince seems to make people feel a little excited when they think about it.

Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "I dare not, I am Chu Junwei. Just call me my name."

Half an hour later, the army was ready to stop. At this time, the sky had already darkened, but the army asked people to march overnight at the marches of Jiantian Cliff. Licheng was three hundred miles away from Jiantian Cliff, so it was okay for the Black Cloud Cavalry to expect ordinary soldiers of the Mo family to arrive in one day.

After the army set off, the generals who followed Zhang Qilan found that there was a young man wearing a gray cloak next to the general who could not even see his appearance under the night. "General, this..."

Zhang Qilan's face was slightly distorted, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the military advisor of this general. Where is Feng Zhiyao?" Feng Zhiyao was also on the list of generals in this exercise, but the third young master Feng, who had always been with Mo Xiuyao, was unfortunately assigned to the opposite of King Ding this time. However, Zhang Qilan had never seen this man since the beginning.

Ye Li whispered: "Feng San has already taken the lead."

Zhang Qilan was stunned and soon realized that it was impossible for them to take the lead in the way Jiantianya was not discovered by King Ding. The worst thing was that one of the Western Route Army was stationed on the road they had to go to Jiantianya. The prince would definitely not let them arrive at Jiantianya so smoothly. The Black Cloud Cavalry led by Feng Zhiyao was much better than being stopped by others when they arrived at the place. In the dark night, the group rode forward on horseback, and behind them were long-running soldiers of the Mo family.

In the West Route Army's barracks

Mo Xiuyao was still dressed in white clothes and white hair as snow. He sat lazily in the tent and looked at the map in front of him with thoughtful thoughts. Lu Jinxian sat down as he started and said, "Prince, Zhang Qilan is considered to be a Black Cloud Cavalry. He has always been in a fast battle. At this time, they are afraid that they have already set off."

Mo Xiuyao nodded and raised his eyebrows and said, "No matter how fast they are, there are only ten thousand black cloud riders in their hands. It would be a whim to try to compete with us for Jiantian Cliff with these ten thousand black cloud riders."

Lu Jinxian nodded and frowned, "But although we have 50,000 Black Cloud Cavalry under our command, the ordinary forces are obviously weaker than the other side. The Black Cloud Cavalry will attack and attack with the strong, and the defense will be worse. Even if we take the lead in seizing Jiantian Cliff, it will be difficult to defend the attack of the 100,000 Mo Family Army with 50,000 Black Cloud Cavalry."

Mo Xiuyao looked at Lu Jinxian with a smile and said, "What? General Lu is still afraid that Zhang Qilan will not succeed?"

Lu Jinxian's face changed and he said with his chest straight: "Who will be afraid of him? Don't worry, I will swear to guard Jiantian Cliff to the death!"
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