Chapter 730 Good Fighter

For Chen Qian, as long as his troops advance to Chang'an City, it is a victory.

He also gave an explanation to Sima Yan.

However, Chen Qian's goal was not that, he wanted to turn Guanzhong into scorched earth.

As a nobleman, he already knew that this was not a simple dispute between East and West, but a challenge from the common people of poor families to the nobles.

There are also foreign ethnic groups such as the Qiang and Hu who used the Qin State to integrate into China.

Chen Qian was born to hate the barbarians and savages in the northwest. They were just common people from poor families. How could these barbarians be compared with the nobles?

"Where are the enemy troops now?"

"Gather 30,000 infantry and cavalry, abandon Zheng County, and take refuge in Baling." said his nephew Chen Can.

"The thief will have a good eye!" Chen Qian snorted coldly.

Sima Nian's eyes flashed, "But Chang'an is heavily defended, so our army may not be able to capture it!"

As the prince of the Jin Kingdom, he did not want to lose his life here.

Sima Xu was still smart and took the initiative to stay in Tongguan.

Chen Qian's power to control the situation was such that he could kill a general with two thousand stones in a war, but he could not control the heads of princes like them. Chen Qian and Wang Jun did not want to offend the Sima family, so they had no choice but to let it go.

"If Your Majesty had listened to my words, hundreds of thousands of troops would have rushed into Guanzhong, and the heads of the Yang bandits, young and old, would have been hanging on the tower!" Chen Qian was a little annoyed. It was discussed before the troops were sent out, but after the troops were sent out, it was not Changed the hexagram.

I heard that Jia Chong and Shi Jian were still arguing about whether Yang Thief was under Anyi City.

In Chen Qian's opinion, it was simply ridiculous.

Regardless of whether he was in Hedong or not, hundreds of thousands of troops marched into Guanzhong and captured Chang'an in one go. Yang's thieves were defeated.

Sima Nian coughed and said, "It seems that the cavalry general is quite complaining!"

Chen Can shivered in fright, "Uncle is loyal to the Jin Dynasty and His Majesty, and has no other intentions. Wang Mingjian of Dongguan."

Sima Nian narrowed his eyes, looked at Chen Can, and then at Chen Qian.

Chen Qian was shocked. The Sima family was too deep in water. On the surface, it was benevolent, but it was difficult to tell in private. Especially Sima Yan, who was as jealous as his father. If these words were passed into his ears... Chen's career Worried, he quickly handed over his hands and apologized, "I made a slip of the tongue. I have no regrets at all. I only regret that there are sycophants around Your Majesty."

Sima Nian rolled his eyes, "Oh? I wonder who the traitor the cavalry general is talking about is?"

Chen Qian is complaining endlessly, can he say this?

Whether it is Jia Chong, Xun Xu, or He Shao, there is a force behind them. Offending either party will leave hidden dangers.

Therefore, he only dared to provoke Shi Bao, who had no family power.

Chen Qian looked around and talked about him, talking here and there.

Fortunately, Sima Yi did not go into details. After all, he still had to rely on Chen Qian to lead the army. "Now that the thieves are stationing troops to dominate the mausoleum and give up Chang'an, do the generals of chariots and cavalry have any strategies to break the city?"

"The thief will retreat to Ba Ling, and Chang'an is at the horns of each other. This person has some military skills. Who is the thief general's name?" Chen Qian has been fighting for so many years, and his eyesight must be good.

Chen Can said: "Zhang Te, whose courtesy name is Zichan, was the commander of the first camp of the Chinese Army at that time, and was the first follower of Thief Yang."

"Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. Since Yang Thief uses him, he must be superior." Chen Qian was still more cautious.

But Sima Nian burst into laughter, feeling that this soft persimmon could be pinched, "Little commander, if we can stop the cavalry general, everyone in the world will laugh at our incompetence! If the chariot general has no time, I, the king, will Go and take his head, and then join forces to attack Chang'an!"

Chen Qian was shocked. Except for Sima Jun, who had a little bit of talent, the other members of the Sima family were really indescribable.

Especially the King of Dongguan, Sima Nian. When Cao Mao drew his sword and boarded the chariot, Sima Nian went to stop him. He could have blocked Cao Mao in the palace, but he was scared to the point of pissing his ass off.

Successfully made Sima Zhao infamous for regicide.

Send him there, if something goes wrong... the Chen family might also be buried with him.

"Since the prince is interested, he might as well defeat Zhang Te first, and then attack Chang'an." Chen Qian felt that he had already taken a liking to the enemy general.

After all, he has been famous for decades...

To the north of Yinshan Mountain, the wind is howling.

The sky is as blue as a mirror, and the white clouds are pushed by the west wind and rush to the southeast.

The long green grass is constantly undulating, exposing the knees of the war horses.

Endless grassland and endless cavalry!

All come under the four banners of Xuan, red, blue and white.

This was the simplest solution Malone could think of.

There are too many tribes on the grassland. There are hundreds of tribes in Xianbei, as well as Wuhuan, Xingwei, Xiongnu, Gaoche and other unnamed tribes. Each has its own language, and it is difficult to fully integrate them in a short time.

them.

So Ma Long made four big flags and thirty-six small flags.

Recognizing the flag but not the person, Yi Cong and Mu Qi will kill wherever the flag points.

"Women, food, money, clothes..." several of the leading squirming men drooled.

Looting the Central Plains is what they dream of.

However, Governor Malong had an order not to harm the common people, but only to rob the property of powerful nobles.

But the order is given, and it's up to them to follow it.

And they didn't take it seriously at all.

Wang Yan, the general, couldn't bear to say: "When these barbarians enter Hebei, won't they harm the people?"

Ma Long shook his head, "No, Hebei's tycoons have been tyrannical since the Later Han Dynasty. How many Wubao can these people break? It's just to build momentum!"

"Could it be that the governor wants to take Hebei?"

"Hebei is full of powerful people. It is impossible to swallow up such a huge territory in one attack. Don't forget, Murong, Duan, and Yuwen are watching us."

"Is the governor sending troops this time just for looting?" Wang Yan asked unwillingly.

The Youzhou Tuqi were transferred to Hongnong, and the Jizhou army was transferred to Shangdang. Hebei was at a time when its military strength was empty.

This dispatch of troops created such a huge momentum, with 10,000 Chinese troops, 30,000 horsemen, and 40,000 volunteer troops. In Wang Yan's eyes, they were able to sweep across Hebei and capture several counties.

"Of course it's not that simple. You only see emptiness in Hebei, but not Luoyang?" Ma Long laughed and got on his horse.

"Luoyang!" Wang Yan's whole body was shocked.

Even if you can't conquer Luoyang, as long as you can walk around Luoyang, you can imagine the shock to the Central Plains!

Immediately his blood boiled.

It's July now, and it will be August soon, and the army has enough food to advance...

"Raise the troops!" Ma Long waved his long spear.

In the strong wind, horns sounded one after another, resounding throughout the grassland.

Four large flags of black, red, blue and white were buzzing, and thirty-six small flags of various colors were shuttled among the cavalry.

Shouting in various languages.

Then cheers broke out one after another, like the cry of wild animals.

All kinds of messy weapons were thrust into the sky, wooden sticks, iron forks, bone clubs...

Wearing an animal skin on your body serves as armor.

However, the morale of the horsemen and followers was extremely high.

Going south to plunder in autumn has been their traditional project for thousands of years...

The ground also shook.

Behind the cavalry were more than two thousand sidecars made by Malong, with grain, grass and ordnance placed on them, and they were dragged forward slowly by horses and mules.

The cavalry and the convoy seemed to be carried by the west wind, moving southward in a mighty, smoke-filled way...
Chapter completed!