The sky is gentle in April, and the wind passes through the mountains. The green branches at the foot of the mountain are swaying and caressing flags, revealing the brown and yellow mountain walls and sparse trees. Countless crowds are pouring in the mountains.

The vast army of 17,000, and the cavalry had emerged as the main force of tens of thousands of soldiers. Around the surroundings, hundreds of single cavalry, two teams of fast horses, constantly contacting the nearby soldiers, forests, and roads with running scouts. Most of them came from different divisions of the states. This was the first time since the separatist rule of the princes, they had cooperated, exchanged information from time to time, determined the route of advance, the place name in front, etc., and then conveyed to the main formation in the rear.

Liangzhou has a rugged terrain with the most mountains. From the beginning of the Sanfu, an army of 17,000 people could no longer maintain a joint formation. They could only lead their subordinates to divide them into several strands, and spread forward at the same marching speed. Although the number of people was relatively small, the dispersed march created the illusion of tens of thousands of people marching, and pushed away like a scrubbing ground.

On the other hand, Chengxian County passing along the way also sent only soldiers, hundreds or more than a thousand people to follow him to help protect the food and avoid being intercepted and robbed by the Qiang people in the mountains. This is also an order passed by Wei Duan, the governor of Liangzhou, to ensure the safety of the rear of the Western Expedition Army.

The march was at noon, and although the speed was not fast, he still left the mountainous area and arrived at the marquis. The county magistrate of the city sent some wine, meat and food to the troops. Although it was not much, it was a sign of support, giving the Han army a resting opportunity to rush to travel for several days. Soon after, a team of scouts who were searching farther away rushed back, and the patrol and alert cavalry went up to respond and interrogate, and then released them, one of them went straight to the central army.

"......Are you a scout under Zhang Ren?"

The wind ran past outside, and the tent was swelling and undulating. Xiahou Yuan looked at the half-kneeling figure below, put down the plain silk in his hand, slowly got up and walked towards the other party.

This Cao Cao clan brother has been fighting in the south and north for many years since Chenliu's rise. He is tall and good at long-distance raids, and is specialized in attacking the other party's unexpected places. Last year, Runan used troops and copied the long-distance plagiarism at a very fast speed, and suddenly beat Liu Bei to the point of being closed and dared not leave.

Although he is called "three days can travel 500 miles and six days can travel 100 miles", this Cao army general was extremely tired. Under his hard armor, there were arrows and old marks of various sizes. What a glory for a leader. He looked at the scout for a moment and waved his hand: "You go down and rest, and then go back and tell your General Zhang that I will arrive soon."

After sending the man away, Xiahou Yuan called his personal guards and ordered: "Go and invite all the generals to my big tent." In his voice, he sat back on his head, looked carefully at the Liangzhou map spread out on the desk, and found the current location of the Yizhou army and the marching route of the Gongsun Governor, and planned the time to meet with the other party in Zhangye.

After a while, the curtain stroked, the sky light pierced from outside, shining on his face, and several figures walked in. He stood up from his seat and bowed to the people: "Generals, please sit down. The governor is not here at the moment. Yuan is temporarily in charge of the military commander. I hope you will follow the orders."

"General Xiahou ordered it." The man spoke loudly, his hair was gray and his aging looked old, but his aura was no less than that of everyone present.

Sun Ce sat on his right side, pressing his knees with his hands, and glanced at Xiahou Yuan, "Is there any news coming?"

On the other side, Xiahou Yuan handed the silk to them to circulate, slowly walked out of the seat, the cloak slid down and dragged it to the ground, came to the middle of the seats on both sides, and spoke.

"Zhang Ren, the Yizhou Army, has sent someone to write a book to contact us. They are now in Zhiyang area and will walk out of the mountains soon and meet with us. The letter also mentioned a Daqin army with a population of 3,000, reminding me to be ambushed."

He looked at the generals and smashed his fists into his palms: "The Qin people came to the Great Qin people for a long journey. They could even break the Wuwei and Zhangye, but they were not ordinary people. Now they suddenly appeared and ran away after a battle. They were either suspicious of military strategies or set up ambush waiting for us to fall into the trap. Two days ago, Governor Gongsun wrote a letter to inform the Qin people that they are now wandering around Zhangye and resting, so that we should be careful. However, Yuan had long thought that these people would have the ability to kill people and plunder the land of our Great Han territory."

"General Xiahou's meaning is that no matter whether the other party has ambushed, they will fight directly? Or lure out ambushing and then counterattack the other party?" Sun Ce had been in a military life, and he led two or three thousand people with Zhou Yu to capture Jiangdong. His courage and courage were naturally much better than ordinary people. After listening to Xiahou Yuan's words, he indirectly expressed his thoughts during the rhetoric question.

Xiahou Yuan nodded.

"There is nothing to say. Since you dare to cause trouble for the big man, keep them all. However, after all, there are many people on the other side, and you still need to do your best to do your best. Don't underestimate the enemy or alienate your own people."

It was not formally sent to the army meeting at this time. After the explanation, everyone stood up and said goodbye. After a while, Xiahou Yuan called out a dark man who was about to go out and stared at the other party.

"Zhang Yide, my niece is okay."

When the plague in Yuzhou was rampant, Xu was in short supply of food to the extreme. Xiahou Yuan abandoned his young son and fed his deceased brother orphan, but he did not expect to be snatched away by this leopard-headed and round-eyed man and got married in Runan. This is also the reason why he asked to plagiarize Runan for a long distance. However, when he saw Zhang Fei again, he wanted to kill the other party, but in the end he did not choose to take action.

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Fei didn't mind the other party's bad eyes. He rubbed his palms, but smiled embarrassedly: "Don't worry, father-in-law, everything is fine. He was pregnant before leaving. After he got back, I would invite his father-in-law to have a drink at home."

"You..." Xiahou Yuan looked at the big and thick black man. The other party was about the same age as him. He was called his father-in-law and his mouth twitched. He closed his eyes and waved with a complicated mood: "You go down, you're about to pull out the camp..."

Zhang Fei bowed, nodded, turned around and was about to step out of the tent. Xiahou Yuan's voice behind him slowly rang out: "When you go back, treat her well."

The figure of the tent stopped, turned slightly, and a black face showed a smile: "That's my Zhang Fei's wife, so I will treat her well."

"Um!"

The curtain rolled, shaking, and then calmed down. The next day, the sun rose to the sky and clouds. Soon after, the sound of the camp trumpet sounded over the camp plate. A group of soldiers led their horses to gather. Sun Ce dragged his cloak and rode his horse and ran: "Set"

Tens of thousands of people rose up, minus logistics, and drove lightly to speed up the march to the north. On the foot of the mountain to their left, the Yizhou army of more than 10,000 people traveled through mountains and rivers, passing through mountains and valleys. The river echoed the coalition forces outside the mountains and rushed towards Zhangye!

As the situation intensified, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Guo Si, who was in Zhangye, saw the message just coming from his hand. It was sent by Gongsun Zhi. The messages outside gathered into simple and easy-to-understand content: It's time for the golden cicada to shed its shell.

He got up and walked out of the simple house. Through the gap, he saw that outside the military camp, the Qiang people pulled away the last three chariots. The heavy armor of the Qin people and their weapons collided in the chariot, making a striking sound, and echoed in his ears like a death talisman. Guo Si sat in the room and was silent for a moment, turned around and ordered the deputy general beside him: "Tell your brothers that it should be removed from Wuwei, and send another message to Markuus. The delivery has been completed. Let them run faster and don't be caught and killed by our great Han army."

The news of the retreat was undercurrent in the camp with the eagle flag. When the last chariot of the Qiang people left, these Xiliang soldiers, who were originally disguised, had already quietly left after exchanging the armor and weapons of the Qin people on their bodies to the Qiang people. An important part of the plan was completed on this day.

And everything is at the last time.

At this time, near Cangsong Mountain, the Qiang tribes joined forces from the Shaodang Qiang were gathering in the fields, and chariots were trapped in mud and came towards this side. A large number of iron armor and weapons caused some confusion in countless eyes. Most of them looked at more than ten vehicles of weapons and armor with greedily eyes. Although the Qiang people in Liangzhou were brave and fierce, they were indeed scarce. In front of them, they were armed with more than 10,000 soldiers. I heard that there were still weapons behind them, on the way.

"Shaodangqiang wants us to do our best, we must also give some of the warriors in our clan."

"Otherwise, kill them together!"

"......There are some weapons and armors in Liangzhou, and first defeat the Han soldiers and then talk to Cheriji."

Several chiefs from other tribes were whispering over there. Cheriji, who walked with a big knife, looked solemn and swept over the group of people. Last year, he lowered his posture and gave many cattle and sheep to join the tribes. He even gave his wife Xiang Daminzhu as a gift to several of them for several days. After showing such sincerity, he persuaded the other party to bring the warriors of the clan to come.

"The Han people have a saying that they can do everything they can to achieve their goals..." Looking at the Qiang chiefs from all sides who were persuaded by him, this was his first step to conquer Liangzhou. If he could achieve such a goal, he would be willing to use any means. What should the woman who could instigate him to kill his father do? After conquering Liangzhou and unifying the entire Qiang tribe, he would be willing to marry a few princesses of Han people... This was also what I learned from the stories of the Huns and the Han, and they were used to doing this.

"Zhanbu, let all the warriors in our clan put on these armors, so don't let other tribes worry about them all the time." He glanced at the scene where someone reached out to touch the car, and gave an order to his confidant beside him, then turned around to another chariot and held a Daqin helmet in his hand.

"...The helmet of the man from the west is too ugly. Pull out the object that looks like a cockscomb and insert the big bird feather into it. Take a few of them and let the skilled warriors change it, and then send it to other chiefs." He said with a smile, but pressed the bronze helmet in his hand on his head.

Far away, thousands of people took off the wrapped animal skins in this turbulent skylight, and their dark and strong bodies clumsyly put the armors on their bodies, laughing and joking with each other in Qiang language. In the farther direction, on the hills, the forests were rustling, and the skylight shone into the gaps in the woods. The light spots moved up the moving figures, and the figures of the cavalry were clearly exposed.

At the foot of the mountain, on a flat terrain.

Seeing more and more warriors in the tribe dressed in exquisite and thick armors of the Qin people, Cheriji laughed: "Put it on, too."

As he spoke, the light in his sight was reflected by the sunlight in the sky, which made him narrow his eyes and faintly heard the sound of a horse, frowned, subconsciously turned his head and looked in that direction.

A figure riding a war horse reflected the bright sky light, standing on the hill, the red cloak was waving in the soft wind, and the moment the white long beards were stroking, the horses stood up and neighed.
Chapter completed!