Just like Zhou Gu, he also inferred that Zhang Mao had entered the Eighteenth Village through the leader of the Eighteenth Village.
"And this man is not only smart and intelligent, but also has means and plans. He also knows how to advance and retreat, and can bend and stretch. He has many advantages, which are rare." Su Rong said: "If you agree, I will write a letter to him personally."
Zhang Mao's mood is very complicated, more complicated than Ning Ze feeding him a glass of water and calling him brother. Zhang Yun is his concubine. When he was the legitimate son of the Zhang family, he was always afraid of him. Zhang Yun can't say he has much respect for him, but he does.
It couldn't be said that he was disrespectful. He admitted that Su Rong was very discerning and that he was indeed the most capable person in the Zhang family. He was more capable than him.
He didn't expect that Su Rong would take him in and also want to take in Zhang Yun. But Zhang Yun was different from him, so he had no choice.
He nodded to Su Rong, "Okay, I'll contact you right now."
Su Rong was very happy to see him. She didn't feel that she was threatened by her younger brother just because he wanted to accept Zhang Yun. She still had the capacity to accommodate others. She liked people with broad minds, so she explained more.
He said, "If Zhang Yunneng surrenders to me, the infamy or discussion about you will be much smaller, and some people will speculate that it is not your brother's problem, but Zhang Ping's ambition, which has devastated the lives of the people of Liang, shaken the national power, and even
My own son can’t even see it.”
She added, "Also, after you leave the Zhang family, you are brothers who keep pace with each other. You will help each other in the future, and you will always be better than outsiders."
"Of course, the most important thing is that Zhang Yun himself is worthy of my trouble." Su Rong said again: "Or, think about it another way. After all, 150,000 troops and horses have been surrendered. He is such a smart person.
It can also be seen that if the Zhang family loses this step, it means that they have no luck as an emperor. Daliang can no longer accommodate the Zhang family. If he doesn’t want to die, he can only go to Dawei except Nanchu. If I don’t accept him, I can’t let him.
He went to join the Wei Dynasty."
Zhang Mao woke up and nodded, sincerely, "What Miss Seventh said is that I will also write a letter in my own hand and deliver it to him."
Zhang Yun must not go to the Wei Dynasty.
Seeing that Su Rong had made everything clear, he said no more, "You should contact me as soon as possible, the sooner the better, before he is far away."
When she just woke up, she had already inquired. Zhang Yun left directly with the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, giving up the attack on Nanping. She guessed that he probably went to find Zhang Ping to make peace.
She has also sent a message to Zhou Che to stop him. I wonder if Zhou Che can predict the path he is going to take. After all, Zhou Che is not Zhou Gu.
Zhang Mao also thought about it, became anxious, and immediately sent someone to invite Jiang Zhu after Su Rong left.
Jiang Zhu was also recuperating from his injuries, but he could walk. Hearing Zhang Mao calling him, he quickly went over to see him. Zhang Mao briefly told Jiang Zhu about the person who contacted him and about delivering a letter to Zhang. When Jiang Zhu heard this, he stood up
Thumbs up, "Miss Seven is tall."
Zhang Yun, in the situation like yesterday, he was obviously hit by Ruanjinsan, but he was still able to retreat with his troops. It was really not easy.
He could see the general trend. Even though the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were numerous at that time, the general was dead, the army was in confusion and he could not move. It was wise to preserve his strength and take away as many as he could.
Such people can be of great use only if they are collected. If they are not collected, it would be a waste if they run away.
Jiang Zhudao: "Okay, I will contact you right now."
Zhang Yun himself did not know that Su Rong also had plans to recruit him. He retreated from Nanping with 40,000 troops and horses. He felt very regretful and felt ridiculous. The Northern Hebei Army, with 200,000 troops, was actually defeated.
It’s really the most ridiculous thing in the world.
He felt that his father probably did not have a dragon life, otherwise his eldest son would be least likely to turn against the person he stabbed in the back. He still clearly remembered Zhang Mao's appearance when he killed the Northern Hebei army on the city tower, and his relatives
The younger brother, with 200,000 soldiers and horses, was the commander-in-chief. Due to two assassinations, Zhou Gu broke into the military camp and killed him completely. One of his sons also died. Although the son was not very talented, he was not too useless.
, and then there was his son, whose body was weak and weak, and he fled with these 40,000 people.
Such a huge failure happened in Nanping City. He felt that everything was ridiculous and ridiculous.
But in fact, if you fail, you fail.
One hundred and fifty thousand soldiers and horses were abandoned outside Nanping City. He could predict that even if he took these 40,000 soldiers and horses to join his father, he would not be able to seize the throne of Daliang.
The army failed to win and was defeated in Nanping.
But no matter what, he had to find him to reconcile, otherwise he wouldn't know which way he should take for a while. Let's take it one step at a time. Anyway, he couldn't fall into the hands of Su Rong and Zhou Gu. He knew those two people
Want to kill him.
After all, it was because of her that Su Rong was almost killed by Nangong Yu.
While he was retreating, he asked people to inquire about the imperial reinforcements. He knew that he must avoid them and must not collide with the imperial reinforcements coming to Nanping, otherwise, he would not be sure to defeat the imperial reinforcements.
He walked for three days. On this day, he heard from spies that the imperial reinforcements were a hundred miles ahead, but there was a fork in the road ten miles ahead, where he could avoid the imperial reinforcements.
He asked: "Who will lead the reinforcements from the imperial court?"
"It seems to be Zhou Che, the third son of the Zhou family."
Zhang Yun nodded, "Oh, he is also a commoner."
Compared to him, this Zhou Che is actually nothing to fear.
He asked: "How many troops and horses?"
"One hundred thousand."
Zhang Yun remained silent, "Avoid it."
One hundred thousand troops and horses, twice as many as him, are still to be feared.
So, he took his people and deliberately took a detour ten miles away, and then mopped up the trail to hide his traces, fearing that Zhou Che would discover him.
As expected, Zhou Che didn't notice, but two days after Zhang Yun left, a spy reported, "Third Young Master, there are reinforcements from the imperial court a hundred miles ahead."
Zhang Yun was stunned, "What else? Who leads the troops? How many troops and horses?"
"Yes, it seems that he is the second son of the Zhou family. Zhou Shen led an army of one hundred thousand from the capital."
Zhang Yun asked: "Can we avoid it this time?"
"I'm afraid it won't be easy because there are few forests in this area, but it's not impossible."
Zhang Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Think of a way to avoid it."
If it doesn't work, go back and go to the deep forest and avoid it again.
As soon as he ordered to go down, a man in black was chasing from behind. Facing tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, this man did not change his expression. He held his hand and said, "I'm Zhao Li, please see the third young master."
Zhao Li belonged to the eldest son Zhang Mao and had been helping Zhang Mao secretly. When Zhang Mao left Jibei, he did not take him with him and left him behind in Jibei.
Someone reported this to Zhang Yun, who raised his eyebrows, "Is it really Zhao Li?"
"yes."
"Let him come and see you." Zhang Yun had already taken the Ruanjin powder and put away his sword.
Zhao Li untied his sword and brought it to Zhang Yun. He saw Zhang Yuntong, exhausted, sitting on a rock on a low hill. The mountain wind was biting, and he looked cold and cold.
