When Hou Xuanyan's personal soldiers delivered his letter to Yang Zhan, Jiading Prefecture, Sichuan, 30,000 people were sleeping on the sword and lying drunk in Luzhou...

The people of Luzhou Prefecture spent the night worried and were convinced when they saw the banner of the Northern Expedition still there.

Too many warlords come and go, and the people have lost confidence in them. Only such a kingly army can gain their absolute support.

There are many reasons why Sichuan warlords dare not invade Luzhou. They lack time and their troops are not strong enough. They are afraid of revenge from the 100,000 troops of Chongqing Prefecture. They are certainly concerned about many things, but the people do not care about this. The people only know that the Duke of Yue opened the city gates, and no one dared to come in the middle of Sichuan. In other words, no one challenged this kingly army. Only by relying on such a strong man can we end the disputes in Sichuan and restore peace.

The next morning, the elderly and local celebrities from all over the country came to Luzhou as if they had made an appointment. The actual owners of these places asked for shelter, asking Hou Xuanyan to take over the prefectures and counties, drive away the soldiers and arrange officials.

Hou Xuanyan sat upright in the Luzhou lobby, greeted him with a smile, listened to their complaints, promised to wipe out the local area and eliminate all the warlords of all sizes and big and small.

Although Hou Xuanyan made promises one by one, his eyes were always staring at the door. All the great harms in southern Sichuan had been cleared, and only one was left.

What choice would he make for Yang Zhan in Jiading?

It is rare for Yang Zhan to manage a prosperous and healthy scene in Shu where wars are flying and powerful enemies are surrounded by powerful enemies. Moreover, he is a Sichuan native, so he is the best choice for governing Sichuan.

At midnight, when the sun was over, welcoming and seeing off the door of Luzhou, we never saw anyone coming to Jiading. Hou Xuanyan's heart gradually became colder. Sichuan needed a backbone, but if he didn't want to come to join him, he had to choose another person. Moreover, Yang Zhan's territory must be handed over, because even the best honest official could not stop the general trend of Shuzhong.

Yang Zhan was in Jiading, holding Hou Xuanyan's handwritten letter, and had already walked around the study seven or eight times.

The subordinates had different opinions. Some advocated surrender and obeyed the orders of the Duke of Yue to restore the unification of Shu. Some generals advocated refusal. These people believed that handing over military power was to completely hand over power. Although Hou Xuanyan promised in his heart that the governor of Sichuan was of high rank and powerful, it was very different from being the king of life and death. If the governor of Sichuan was handed over the power of military power to Hou Xuanyan, he could only obey the orders of the court.

Yang Zhan was frowning, and the generals in the hall each had their own opinions and were quarreling. Yang Zhan was wearing armor and looked majestic, but his face was full of hesitation.

At the beginning, he went to Beijing alone and passed the martial arts exam. His skills were amazing and his reputation was so great that he was famous in the capital. Later, he was defeated and captured by Zhang Xianzhong. When he was executed, he suddenly made an attack and chopped over two people, seized the horse and fled. Such a hero was indeed a little unwilling to let him hand over the military power.

Looking at the quarrels all over the house, his confidant Yuan Tao, Wu Dading City advocated not surrendering and becoming his own grass-headed king. However, Li Qiande and others advocated surrendering to the Duke of Yue. After all, Wang Xiang and Ma's example of taking the exam were right in front of him.

Yang Zhan, distracted, cursed angrily: "Go out for me, I want to think about it myself."

He shouted out, and the study fell into a quiet moment. Li Qiande took the opportunity to say, "They are all ministers of the Ming Dynasty. Duke Yue was also an important minister entrusted by the former emperor. Resisting the regent Duke is like a rebellion, so he thinks twice."

Wu Dading was furious and scolded: "What is the reason for not being a good master and being someone else's slave?"

"A frog at the well, you are in a well and you are arrogant! You are a vulgar country man, how can you know the power of Duke Yue? You don't even ask if the Northern Expedition Army has ever lost. Are you more strategic than Hong Chengchou? Are you more brave than Li Lutai?"

"You are loyal and loyal. For Yang Shuai, it's better than your son who is in sight!"

When Yang Zhan saw that they were going to quarrel again, he sternly said, "Get out, get out of here."

Yang Zhan is a bit arrogant and does not want to pretend to be powerful, especially because he is threatened by such force. However, Hou Xuanyan's strength is indeed much greater than his. If he annoys him...

At this time, the scouts he sent to Luzhou to inquire about the news finally came back.

This so-called scout was captured alive by the spy installed in Qianxiang Camp four times along the way. Every time, after hearing that Yang Zhan died, he laughed and released him back.

As the most professional scout senior today, the group of hooligans in Qianxiang Camp taught this little brother four classes. They also left the shadow of the wind and panic and the grass and trees being soldiers. In a short journey, there were so many spies, which exceeded the imagination of the scout. Except for Hou Xuanyan, no one was so concerned about the scout today. If you want money, you will be rewarded for your contributions, and you will be punished for your mistakes.

The poor little scout who was caught in the shadows boasted about Hou Xuan's feat in Luzhou after seeing Yang Zhan.

Open the city to welcome the enemy, surrender from all directions, surrender from all directions, and bloody battle of the king's horse...

"Early this morning, the surrounding counties and counties had already crowded Luzhou. There were many in our Jiading..." Xiaobing said here, and a little hesitation made Yang Zhan even more convinced.

Yang Zhan sighed, and had a certain plan in his heart.

On the outskirts of Luzhou, 30,000 soldiers and horses who had been drunk for a night gathered here.

Hou Xuanyan, who was riding on the horse, had a straight waist and was energetic. Although the arrow wound on his shoulder made him stand high and low, it did not affect his majesty at all, and even looked unique.

In the Northern Expedition Army, many people deliberately took one shoulder high and the other low because of their admiration...

"Brothers, it has been half a month since the division of troops in Chongqing Prefecture. In less than half a month, we have plowed the courtyard and swept the caves and flattened the south of the river." Hou Xuanyan's passionate voice passed, and the soldiers all had pride on their faces. After Hou Xuanyan glanced for a week, he nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Now there is only the last stop left, so we can calmly rush our army to join the army. At that time, we are proud. What a glory, are you ready?"

"The army is invincible when it is established in the Northern Expedition!"

"The army is invincible when it is established in the Northern Expedition!"

...

A strong wind blew, and the flag of the commander was strong in the wind, and 30,000 soldiers with high morale were ready to go.

The commander of the vanguard battalion in the distance rushed to the horse. When he saw Hou Xuanyan, he bowed his fists and said, "Supervisor, Yang Zhan is here to see you!"

Hou Xuanyan was shocked and suddenly became ecstatic. The heroes of southern Sichuan were entering my trap!

With the steel knife in hand, the bow controls the full string, the 30,000 troops filled with the musket, the murderous aura of soaring into the sky was abrupt.

Relying on his favorite general of Hou Xuan, Peng Zhuze rode forward and asked, "Supervisor, what do you mean?"

Hou Xuanyan smiled at the sky: "Haha, set up the formation and follow me to welcome Hou Jinjiang."
Chapter completed!