The sound of the chariots and the sound of war horses neighing and running, rising and falling in the mountain roads and fields, almost reaching Chang'an for hundreds of miles. The running cavalry waved small flags. With the sound of his neighing, the army of nearly 50,000 people slowly stopped as they advanced, and the crowd scattered into the forest and cut down trees, and set up a camp that stretched for three miles overnight.

There is a banner under the word "Li". The largest tent is hung with swords, guns, swords and halberds, and it is full of murderous things.

Wei Jin was sitting on a small stool, listening quietly to the map, Li Jiji pointed at the map, talking about the Shence Army and the coming Hezhong Prefecture Army.

"Tianxing, Shenwu, Longhu, Yulin, Longxiang and other troops were also gathered ten miles away from Chang'an, and their arrangements were intended to encircle three sides. According to news from Chang'an, the governor of Hezhong, Wang Chongrong, had passed the Jingshui River and entered the palace to meet the Emperor Li Ye. The Shence Army was not resistant to warfare, but this man's command of the Hezhong Prefecture Army was considered a battle formation. If he fought hard, there would be heavy casualties..."

"All this is the case, won't you fight?"

"Have you ever climbed over the other side of the river? Since you dare to come, you should just clean up with Shen Ce Army!"

"You can't say that, be careful, there's no big mistake..."

There was a buzzing noise in the tent, and Li Jiji was still quite satisfied with the state of the generals in the army. He won a battle against the Shen Ce Army and was very motivated. He might not be able to eat the Hezhong Prefecture Army in one breath.

He looked at the figure of the first green robe sitting upright on the right side of the tent, and then rejected the proposal of the commanders, which generally stated that this battle should be cautious. After the Hezhong Prefecture Army and the Shence Army would not have the strength to conquer Chang'an.

The people present in the tent were all long-standing generals in the army and had been through battle for a long time. How could they not understand these words? Li Jiji could explain to them so openly, but the people in the army didn't think much and discussed the subsequent matters casually, unlike Li Maozhen's arbitrary actions when he was alive.

"What the hell said after Liu Xu, I understand it, what should I do? When everyone comes, let's watch it?"

"Yes, we're not afraid of beating. If we don't beat, we're not vague. If we should leave, we'll go back and hold our wife and give birth to a few babies."

Hahaha!

The tent burst into laughter. After winning the battle, the generals were a little arrogant. They didn't take Wang Chongrong's Hezhong Prefecture Army too much. They made the atmosphere in the tent look like Caishikou. Li Jiji and Zhao Zhouyi didn't care about it at this time. After winning the battle, they always make people happy.

After everyone was excited, Li Jiji continued to talk about the use of troops. This time, no one interrupted him. After listening to the deployment quietly, he left the account in groups of three or three and went back to his respective camps.

After the person left, Geng Qing, who had not spoken, opened his eyes. In the tent, Li Jiji, Zhao Zhouyi, and Fu Daozhao stayed. Unlike the previous military discussion, his attitude and momentum were lowered. Li Jiji even came out of the case table and sat next to Geng Qing.

"Sir, it's less than a hundred miles away from Chang'an. The scout came to report that Wang Chongrong's army had been in full swing for half a day. It is estimated that it will be fifty miles away tomorrow morning to confront us. The Shence Army should have rested at this time, and it may be said that it will advance to us at the same time."

"The force comes in a fierce way, the more vicious you do, the less you will be able to fight." Geng Qing has also experienced the battle formation. After the initial reconciliation and adaptation, he has now found some thresholds for military strategy. Combined with his experience of seeking human desires, he is not comparable to the three generals who are fighting and killing each other.

After pondering for a while, Geng Qingli put his robe on his knees, stood up with his eyes swept across the faces of the three of them, stayed on the Chang'an topographic map on one side, and walked over with both hands.

"I have known this person Wang Chongrong before. He is an old fox and is smart. Logically speaking, he shouldn't come to Chang'an. After all, using a knife and a gun is not what he should do at his age. Since he has come, there must be a reason."

Li Jiji and the other two did not speak, and sat there listening quietly, and saw Geng Qing, who was facing their backs, raised his finger: "He was afraid that we would attack Chang'an and then attack him. Second, the emperor was still there, which would be more beneficial than disadvantages for him. However, the older this man is, the more timid he lives. He brought more than 20,000 people over, and I am afraid that it would just scare people."

"Then you can hit it?" Fu Daozhao punched the palm of his palm, and his face showed a grim smile.

"Why do you need to fight?"

Geng Qing turned around, waved his hand and smiled: "If you fight him, you have to fight against Shen Ce Army. The two sides are combined, and there are almost 100,000 people. We are too far from Longyou and there is no source of troops to replenish them. This is not good for hard consumption."

In the tent, Li Jiji and Fu Daozhao frowned, but Zhao Zhouyi nodded and agreed: "Young Yin's words are correct. If you force yourself to fight, you will not say that you will lose your troops and generals. Once you lose two games, it will have a great blow to our morale. When the emperor of Chang'an takes advantage of the victory, he will be able to catch up with the emperor. He will be afraid that even Fengxiang will not be able to go back."

"That's waste?" Fu Daozhao was a little unwilling.

Geng Qing looked at him, waved his hand with a smile, and patted Fu Daozhao's shoulder twice, "Too radical will only turn a victory into a defeat. Marines and wars are the same as using strategies. Being cautious is not a big mistake, and you must always keep your head calm." He turned around and came to the map, carefully looked at the terrain and place names outside Chang'an, and occasionally roamed with his fingertips, and the smile in his eyes became stronger.

"After staying, I will send a letter to Wang Chongrong for my subordinates, arrange to meet him, and bring Du Xiang with me."

In the soft and light voice, Li Jiji came back to his senses, nodded immediately, and called someone to come and give instructions. Soon, a fast horse with a letter stood with a messenger's scepter and ran eastward, passing through the bleak forest, pastoral village, climbing over hills and rivers, and meeting the other party's running cavalry and explaining their purpose.

The sky gradually fell, and in the military camp that was temporarily settling in the village more than a hundred miles away, the messenger who was sent to the camp was led by soldiers through piles of burning bonfires, and came to the tent in the middle. The letter was handed in. Soon, the governor inside wanted to see him.

"Geng Qing? I have heard of this name. In the first half of the year, it seemed that I was still working in Taiyuan of my nephew." Wang Chongrong was Li Keyong's uncle, and there was nothing wrong with calling the other party a nephew. He wiped the greasy mouth, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and swallowed it into his stomach with the chewed pieces of meat.

"I never thought that he had run to Longyou so quickly and did such a shocking act... Well, I am also interested in meeting him. Since I have arranged it, I will bring one thousand soldiers each tomorrow and meet thirty miles southwest here. However, I have to call Li Shunjie of the Longxiang Army in this matter, just think that I am afraid that your family will use a divisive plan."

"Yes, humble one, take the words back."

The messenger bowed his hand and turned away from the camp, riding a horse to the night. In the camp, Wang Chongrong looked at the stroking curtain, and smiled on his old face.

The other party's intention was to seek peace clearly. On the way, he had already predicted that nearly 100,000 soldiers were here, and if they were lucky enough to win, they would also suffer huge losses. If they attacked Chang'an, they would retreat back to Longyou without thinking. So, this time, they would kill them with great fanfare and lose so many soldiers?
Chapter completed!