The fighter opportunity is fleeting and no one dares to neglect it.
After some discussion, the two generals quickly left Huchou Pass with 60,000 troops.
Ruan Qianren was making calculations in his heart.
There are already garrison troops in the royal capital, plus the local garrison and the 60,000 reinforcements this time, there are already nearly 100,000 people. Even if they head-on against the main force of 30,000 Xingluo, it should be enough.
Moreover, they only planned to besiege but not attack, leaving the Xingluo people to be in chaos due to lack of food, and then be slowly annihilated in the end.
Ruan Qianren thought about it carefully for a while, and then sat down on the main seat with great dignity.
There should be no problem.
Pei Zhuang came over with a depressed face: "Brother-in-law..."
cough!
Ruan Qianren glared, "Sister, what kind of husband are you? Call me General."
"Yes, yes, general." Pei Zhuang nodded quickly.
"There has been heavy thunder and little rain in Zhennanguan these days. No, there is no rain at all. It seems that Yuan Xingwen is just threatening and does not dare to come and attack us. There is nothing to do at Huchou Pass. How about I take people back to the capital?
It’s okay..."
It's a good idea to make up for it.
That night he took 20,000 people to Huchou Valley to put out the fire. It was originally an easy task.
As a result, half of the food and fodder was burned, and only a few corpses of the enemy were found. However, he suffered more than 2,000 casualties. This comparison is simply horrific.
If it weren't for the fact that he was Ruan Qianren's brother-in-law, he would have been sprayed with blood by other generals, and even dealt with directly under military law.
Ruan Qianren couldn't help but glared at him again, "How do you know Yuan Xingwen is not paralyzing us? Put away your little thoughts and go back to train your subordinates honestly, just in case."
There were originally 200,000 troops stationed in Huchou Pass, of which 20,000 left the East China Sea and 60,000 returned to the capital. Now there are only 120,000 troops left.
Facing Zhennanguan, which was looking at him eagerly from the north, Ruan Qianren did not dare to be careless.
Especially since half of the food and fodder was destroyed for no reason the night before. It happened to be a lean season, which was worse than losing half of the men and horses.
Thinking of this, Ruan Qianren couldn't help but glared at his brother-in-law with murderous intent.
"Don't be so playful. Have you found the men and horses who attacked Huchou Valley? They will come over again and burn other food and grass. You don't need to do anything, general, just jump off the city wall yourself."
"Found it." Pei Zhuang shrank his neck and his voice suddenly became much lower.
"According to the news that the scouts returned, the group spent a day and a night quickly crossing several mountains and retreating far away to the Fierce Snake Valley. It seems that they plan to go south along the Fierce Snake Valley to the capital. It seems that they will not come to harass them again.
We are."
As for that group of people, which only numbered three thousand, Pei Zhuang did not dare to tell him.
But even if Pei Zhuang didn't say anything, Ruan Qianren knew mentally that there wouldn't be too many enemies.
After all, he was his brother-in-law. For the sake of the tigress at home and the power of the in-law family, he had no choice but to pretend to be deaf and dumb and not notice.
Walking to the map, Ruan Qianren measured the location of Fierce Snake Valley and couldn't help but take a breath.
It was not close to Huchou Pass, and the mountains were steep and the roads were slippery. This group had just fought all night, but it only took them a day and a night to reach their destination. They were definitely a rare group of elite soldiers and strong generals.
There are at least 200,000 troops in the Huchou Pass, and few teams can have such efficiency.
Worthy of being the Starfall Legion.
Ruan Qianren's eyes subconsciously returned to the capital of Nanfeng, and his expression suddenly became very ugly.
Although the 100,000 people gathered together in a hurry can't be said to be a mob, the gap between them is definitely not small. Can they really surround Xingluo's main force of 30,000?
If I were eaten by them one by one like forty years ago...
"Come here, go find General Zhang." The more Ruan Qianren thought about it, the more he felt that it was not safe, so he quickly asked his bodyguard to find someone.
After the guards left, the tent became even quieter.
Pei Zhuang's face was ugly, "Brother-in-law, don't let the wealth go to outsiders. If General Zhang can do it, I can do it too. Why don't you let me..."
"Stop!" Ruan Qianren interrupted him, "You are still too young. You should just stay in the gate and train."
Huchou Valley is a standard pocket formation. As long as people are blocked in the valley, there is no way to escape.
However, Peizhuang let people escape and suffered heavy casualties.
Ruan Qianren really couldn't trust him.
After a pause, his tone softened, "You don't have to worry about running out of battles. If Zhennanguan sends troops, then it will be your time to show off your skills."
"There's nothing wrong with that." Pei Zhuang couldn't see what Ruan Qianren was thinking.
He was a little disheartened.
"Yuan Xingwen was originally a coward. He lived in Zhennanguan for more than ten years without saying a word. It's not that he took the wrong medicine this time, since he has played tricks with us."
"It's just that as the saying goes, once you gain momentum, it will weaken again and again, and finally it will be exhausted. I don't know how many times Zhennanguan has been beating the drum these days. The soldiers under our banner have long since lost all their energy."
As he was talking, Pei Zhuang suddenly had an idea flash in his mind.
"Sister...General, everyone knows that the Xingluo Army has always been unreasonable, and Wei Junqian is so happy about it. I think Yuan Xingwen was probably pressured by Wei Junqian to beat the drum to show off, but he knew that Emperor Changxing would definitely be angry, so he just beat the drum
Not leaving the city."
"In this way, both parties will be pleased, but neither party will be offended."
The more he talked, the more he felt that he had discovered the truth, and he vowed: "Therefore, I can guarantee that Zhennanguan will not send troops."
Ruan Qianren looked up at the map and said noncommittally: "You go back first, and I will think about it carefully. I always feel that something is wrong."
Peizhuang was grinding for a while, but Ruan Qianren didn't let go until General Zhang arrived.
He had no choice but to leave depressed.
That afternoon, another 30,000 people hurriedly left Huchou Pass.
Snake Valley
It was just dawn on the third day.
咴咴咴.
There was a sound of horses honking.
Lei Er broke through the white mist and rushed back.
Not to mention the three-day deadline given by Ren Ning, it was even two hours earlier than his previous promise.
As soon as he got off his horse, Ren Ning had already brought a bowl of meat over to him.
"Don't say anything first, eat your stomach first."
The road was difficult to navigate due to the fog. To be able to come back so early, Lei Er and his party must have been walking back all night with empty stomachs.
Lei Er nodded hahaly, regardless of how hot the soup was. He took the soup bowl and poured it into his mouth. Then he chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it wholeheartedly.
"General." Knowing that Ren Ning was anxious, he quickly whispered in his ear.
Ren Ning's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he said directly: "Give me the order, everyone packs up immediately and sets off in a quarter of an hour. The target is Tiger Sorrow Valley."
After finishing the soup and meat, Lei Er burped.
He shrugged his nose and suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.
Xiao Gang knew that he had a big belly, so he brought a big bowl of meat over with a smile.
"Stop sniffing. We killed the Yanqing who came from Huchou Pass one by one, and their corpses are piled over there." He pointed to the pile of rocks not far away.
Lei Er suddenly understood and stopped asking.
After another day and night, Ren Ning's three thousand people returned to Huchou Mountain again.
Just after crossing the mountains, the sounds of killings from both the north and south of Huchou Pass below were loud. The clanking and clashing sounds of weapons were endless.
what's the situation?
Ren Ning and the others looked at each other in confusion.
Ruan Qianren's heart was beating fast as he was locked in Huchou Gate, and he was also asking his subordinates what was going on.
These days, the three-way drums sound on time every day at Zhennanguan. The spies who arrived at Nanfeng turned a deaf ear and were too lazy to report back.
Unexpectedly, at noon that day, the war drums had just sounded, Zhennanguan suddenly opened the city gate, and an overwhelming number of soldiers came out.
How far can it be more than thirty miles?
The troops of Zhennan Pass crossed the Huchou River in an instant and reached the gate of Huchou Pass.
This is nothing.
Suddenly, a large number of people and horses rushed out of the vast white mist south of Huchou Pass, pressing over them unstoppably.
In the haziness, someone saw three flags coming from the south, with three different Chinese characters written on them.