Two days later, Meng Guan brought the latest news, "Report to the general that Wang Ji has led 40,000 troops to escort 100,000 shi of grain to Hongnong! Sima Ban led 5,000 Chinese troops as the vanguard and stationed in Tongguan."

It's finally here.

He escorted one hundred thousand shi of food so blatantly, as if he was trying to seduce himself.

"How many cavalry does that army have?" Du Yu asked.

"Less than five thousand, with Pang Hui as the cavalry commander, Wen Yuan as the tent commander, and the rest are all infantry." Meng Guandao.

The cavalry represents mobility.

There were two horse breeding areas in Wei State, one was Hexi and the other was Youzhou.

Cao Cao defeated Wuhuan and moved 200,000 Wuhuan into the Central Plains. He captured Wuhuan's sudden cavalry.

Du Yu defeated Sima Lian's 20,000 Wuhuan troops in the First Battle of the Wei River, and the Huns joined the army righteously, resulting in a shortage of cavalry in Wei.

Five thousand cavalry is almost half of the cavalry troops of the Luoyang Central Army.

In the battle on the Guanzhong Plain, without cavalry, it would be impossible to use it.

Yang Zheng said: "Soldiers are valuable and quick. Wang Ji's soldiers did not move yet, but the news spread first. This will surely lead our army to rob him."

"Sima Zhao's intention is very obvious. He wants to use Wang Ji's 40,000 troops to consume Liangzhou." Du Yu looked at Yang Zheng and said.

Yang Zheng nodded in agreement, "Wang Ji's bones are too hard, this piece of meat will break some of our old teeth."

In recent years, the Luoyang Chinese Army has also fought successive battles, and its combat power cannot be underestimated.

If the 40,000-strong army fights fiercely, even if they win, Liangzhou will lose its skin.

What's more, there are powerful generals such as Wen Yuan, Pang Hui, and Lu Fan on the opposite side.

If your posture is wrong, your waist may slip.

And if Luoyang changes hands, it can get a few more 40,000 troops.

"Wang Ji's bones can't be stronger than the mace in my hand!" Liu Heng looked unconvinced.

After walking around in Bingzhou and coming back, this guy became more and more arrogant. He used to be coy and modest, but now he stopped pretending and directly claimed to be the best general in Liangzhou.

To put it bluntly, this guy can only defeat ten generals with one force. When he encounters ordinary generals, he can kill them with the advantage of his mace.

But if your opponent is Wenyang, you have to be careful.

In fact, even Pang Hui and Liu Heng may not be able to beat him.

"I see that you are not only hard-headed, but also hard-spoken, and your skin is itchy." Yang Zheng scolded. He was beaten with twenty military sticks two days ago, but now he is full of life again.

In fact, Yang Zheng also likes this kind of character. He doesn't take it personally or hide it. He beats her today and shamelessly pretends nothing happened tomorrow.

With the current combat effectiveness of the Liangzhou Army, Yang Zheng was confident enough to confront Wang Ji head-on.

The question is not whether we can win or not, but how to avoid heavy casualties.

The surrounding people laughed together.

Liu Heng also giggled, "I'm just making an analogy. Our army has the advantage of cavalry. As long as we eat these five thousand cavalry, the more than 30,000 infantry will not be slaughtered by me?"

Yang Zheng was surprised, "When did you start using your brain?"

I haven’t seen this guy for so long, but he has actually improved.

"Haha, otherwise how can I be qualified to be the number one general in Liangzhou?" He returned to his true nature after a few words.

"General Liu is right. He wants to kill Wang Ji's five thousand cavalry. We have won half of the battle in Guanzhong." Du Yu rarely agreed with Liu Heng.

Yang Zheng nodded, "I will fight this battle myself!"

Du Yu was about to speak but stopped.

Yang Zheng knew what he was thinking, and as the lord of Liangzhou, he could not move lightly.

But now Liangzhou is not short of strong generals and soldiers, but it is short of commanders. The only two people who can lead the army alone are Du Yu and Zhang Te.

It's just that Wang Ji teamed up with Wen Yang, Pang Hui, and Yang Zheng had to take action himself.

Secondly, the handle of the sword cannot be given to others lightly, not because he does not trust Du Yu, but because he needs to maintain the image of an invincible strong man in front of the soldiers and the powerful Liangzhou.

Thirdly, powerful generals such as Meng Fei, Liu Heng, and Ma Xun can only be controlled by themselves.

Sima Zhaodui has a benevolent and righteous character, and Yang Zheng also needs to establish an invincible image.

Without a noble background, one can only rely on military exploits.

"Yuan Kai can guard Liangzhou for me!" At the end, Yang Zheng bowed to Du Yu.

"I will do my best in advance."

The Guzang army has already been assembled.

Fifty thousand personal troops, 10,000 left as backup, 40,000 to accompany Yang Zheng in the eastward expedition.

Outside Guzang City, there are mountains of people, forests of spears, sea of ​​iron armor, war horses, pack horses, and camels as far as the eye can see.

Regardless of whether they are infantry or cavalry, everyone has two horses. The infantry has two pack horses, and the cavalry has one war horse and one pack horse.

Standing at the front are five thousand fine cavalry from Yang Zheng's secret collection, with high saddles, double pedals, and iron horse shoes. The first thousand cavalry, each with two tall horses from Liangzhou and Hehuang, are all wearing heavy armor and holding

He has a long spear, a steel knife hanging on his waist, and a short crossbow on his back. The color is green and black. Looking from a distance, there is a heavy and oppressive feeling. It is still in a static state. If it runs at a speed, it will shake the mountains and the sea.

To the right of the five thousand fine cavalry is a camp of eight thousand brave cavalry, and to the left are more than 20,000 infantry and light cavalry.

The golden aura rushes straight to the top of the snow, and the killing wind sweeps across the grassland.

"When I grow up for another two years, I can fight for my father!" In front of thousands of troops, the twelve-year-old eldest son Yang Yi said seriously.

Having studied in Qingying for many years, this kid is as perseverant as his name suggests.

Influenced by his mother Jiang Ah Lian, he was born with a strong back and a strong body. He was also known for his bravery in the youth camp, but he did not like reading very much. He often talked about leading the army into battle. With Li Te's younger brother Li Xiang and Zhao Aqi's son Zhao

Xiong and Xiahou Xu have a very harmonious relationship, and it is said that the four of them are secretly sworn friends.

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Yang Zheng also specially found a few good hands to teach them equestrian skills, spear skills, and sword skills.

As for swordsmanship, it is something passed down from the ancestors of the Yang family, and of course it cannot be thrown away. Although Yang Zheng does not rule the roost with his swordsmanship, his swordsmanship and swordsmanship that rolled out from the battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood still have a lot to offer.

The battle with the Sima clan is likely to last for two or three generations. My son is not proficient in the chopping skills and will not even be able to stand firmly in the future.

"Hahaha, when father and son go into battle, my son should encourage himself!" Yang Zheng touched his head.

The second son, Yang Wu, looked envious and jealous at the same time, with twinkling eyes.

This child has the same temperament as his mother, Chun Niang, and has many thoughts, but he is a little unlike himself.

The third son, Yang Hong, was also ten years old, but he didn't like warfare very much. He liked arithmetic and astronomy.

Yang Zheng also let him go.

Only the eldest daughter Yang Zhen burst into tears and said, "Dad, be careful, Zhen'er and mother are waiting for dad at home."

"Be good, Zhen'er. Daddy will come back as soon as he goes!"

The daughter is quite like her mother Peng Qingchan, with a high nose, but still has the gentleness of a Chinese woman.

The youngest son, Yang Xu, was less than one year old and was still in his infancy. He seemed a little afraid of Yang Zheng, who was dressed in military uniform. He cried loudly, which made Xiahou Zhi panic.

For the sake of his own children and his own family, he must destroy the Sima family no matter what!

Because I can't afford to lose.

Yang Zheng mounted his horse and turned around. At some point, the sound of a piano came from the city wall. Sometimes it was crisp, sometimes tactful, and sometimes loud and loud. It was like running water in a high mountain, or like turbulent waves and a silver vase cracking...

Although Yang Zheng was musically blind, he could still hear the extraordinary sound of the piano.

Historically, Gao Changgong had the song of King Lanling entering the formation, and Li Shimin had the song of King Qin breaking the formation...

Before going to battle, the sound of the piano is considered a good omen.

The blood in Yang Zheng's heart also surged with the sound of the piano. He waved his long spear and pointed at the scorching sun in the sky, "Raise the troops!"

Even if Sima Zhao is at the top of his game, he will tear him down!

"Raise troops!"

"Raise troops!"
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