When the king heard the words of the Prime Minister, he couldn't help but be very worried, "What will the Prime Minister think of the Han Dynasty's general?" The Prime Minister shook his head, "I don't know. But I feel that he may not be as kind as before!" The king nodded with deep feelings.

At the same time, conversations and discussions like the King of Kucha and the Prime Minister occurred in the palaces of other Western Regions. The countries in the Western Regions originally decided to regard the Great Yuezhi as the sect leader, but their attitudes became ambiguous at this moment.

His gaze temporarily turned to Luoyang. Under the night sky, a fast horse rushed from Hulao Pass, called to open the city gate, and rushed straight towards the general.

General's Mansion, Hall. Huang Yueying frowned at the report she had just received, then packaged the report and called the commissar, ordered him to pass it to the general of the Western Regions as fast as possible.

In the Western Regions, Zhang Lang defeated the Wusun army led by Mu Zhen in one fell swoop under the city of Loulan. After that, he did not rush to advance, but stationed in Loulan to wait for the arrival of the subsequent brigade. Three days later, the Tiger Wing Legion and the main force of the Longtao Legion arrived. Nearly 300,000 troops landed in the village based on the mountains and rivers, stretching for more than ten miles.

Zhang Lang sat in the head of the big tent, and the generals stood alone.

Zhang Lang thought, "My army is here, and the food and grass are consumed hugely. If it depends on the supply within the pass, the cost is too high!" He looked at Zhang Jian, "Zhang Jian." Zhang Jian immediately stepped out of the line and clasped his fists and said, "What are the instructions of the general?" Zhang Lang said, "You are the most familiar with the Western Regions, and you will select envoys to go to various countries to ask for food." Zhang Jian responded and retreated to the queue.

Zhang Lang asked Zhang Liao: "What is the situation of the Great Yuezhi Army now?"

Zhang Liao clasped his fists and said, "According to the spy's report, the main force of the Great Yuezhi gathered in Shicheng in Wensu territory. Two hundred thousand defeated soldiers, plus the 100,000 new forces and 100,000 surrendered troops transferred from Wusun, a total of 400,000 troops."

Zhang Lang stood up, walked to the map frame, and searched the location of Wensu Stone City on the map. Zhang Liao pointed out the location of Wensu Stone City. Zhang Lang's eyes fell on Wensu Stone City, and saw that the city was surrounded by a large river originating in the Tianshan Mountains, tightly linking the throat of the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains in the middle of the Western Regions. It can be said to be a place that military strategists must fight for.

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes. Mu Zhen was quite good at choosing a place. After thinking for a while, he patted Shicheng, "Use the old method to deal with them. The army suppressed head-on, and the cavalry surrounded him in a roundabout way! Wen Yuan."

Zhang Liao clasped his fists and agreed.

Zhang Lang said: "I will leave the Tiger Wing Army and Long Tao Army to your command and attack the enemy head-on." "No."

Zhang Lang turned his head and looked at Ma Chao who was eager to try, and smiled and said, "Meng Qi and my commander Canglang Army, go around from the south of the Pamir River, first take down Wen Su and cut off the enemy's retreat route in Shicheng, and then raid the enemy!" Ma Chao nodded.

Zhang Lang returned to the main seat and sat down, glanced at everyone, "Since the strategy has been confirmed, don't delay it anymore. The army will set off tomorrow morning. Is there any problem?"

Everyone looked at each other but didn't say anything. Zhang Lang said, "Okay, let's go down and rest." Everyone clasped their fists at Zhang Lang and left the tent one after another.

Zhang Lang supported his forehead and rubbed it.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the door. Yang Kun, the captain of the Tiger Ben, lifted the curtain and entered, and clasped his fists and said, "General, Luoyang's urgent matter." Then he presented the letter with the seal in his hand to Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang took the letter, picked the seal, took out the letter paper, read it. He smiled slightly, muttered, "Yuan Shao and Cao Cao have really started fighting! OK!" After thinking about it, he picked up the brush, wrote a reply letter, handed it to Yang Kun, and ordered, "Seal it immediately, and handed it to the communicator to send it back to Luoyang." Yang Kun took the reply letter with both hands and ran out. Soon after, the fast horse carrying Zhang Lang's reply letter ran away from the military camp.

Early the next morning, the army set out, and 300,000 troops marched along the Peacock River toward Weili. Weili, a small country in the Western Regions, is located in the Luzhou area between the Peacock River and the Tarim River. It has a population of 300,000 and a total of 30,000 troops. Although it is just a small country, it is also very rich.

A few days later, the army arrived at Weili. Weili went out of the city to greet him from tens of thousands of subjects and people below the king. The respect clearly showed a sense of worry.

The army stopped for a while in Wei Li, and then continued to move west with 100,000 dan of food, grass and a large amount of gold and silver treasures donated by King Wei Li. He went west along the Tarim River and arrived on the other side of Shicheng ten days later. Zhang Liao made great efforts and set up camp under the banner of the general, confronting the Dayuezhi army on the other side.

That night, Zhang Liao had just arranged the alert task. The generals retreated and a guard rushed in to report: "Report to General Zhang Jian, Lord Zhang Jian brought back a large amount of food and grass."

Zhang Liao was happy and quickly left the tent and ran towards the gate. When he arrived near the gate, he saw a large cart that was transporting into the military camp. Zhang Jian was riding on the horse and commanding it. Zhang Liao walked forward and smiled and called out, "Zhang Jian." Zhang Jian quickly turned his head, saw Zhang Liao, and quickly dismounted, clasped his fists and said, "General."

Zhang Liao looked at the grain carriages that were entering in front of him, nodded happily, patted Zhang Jian on the shoulder, and praised: "Good job!"

Zhang Jian shook his head, "General is a mistake! This time I went to various countries to ask for food, but only five countries took out food and grass, and other countries were ambiguous and shirked the responsibility." He pointed to the grain transport team, "There are only 300,000 dans of food and grass, and I am worried that it is not enough!"

Zhang Liao thought, "The problem is not big. After all, we still have food and supplies from Yumen Pass." He turned to Zhang Jian and said, "You have worked hard all the way, go and rest quickly." Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "I'm not tired." Zhang Liao smiled. Zhang Jian looked towards the direction of the big tent, "Where is the general?"

"Let's go.

Zhang Jian nodded.

In the middle of the night that day, a huge lightning suddenly flashed through the night sky, and then a thunder exploded, followed by heavy rain.

After a night, the camp was muddy, and the originally gentle waves of the Tarim River rolled. Zhang Liao looked at the Tarim River in front of him and frowned.

In the afternoon of the same day, the messenger rushed to report that the Peacock River and Lop Nur flooded, and the grain transport team from Yumen Pass was living on the east side of Lop Nur and could not move forward. Zhang Jian said with a remorse: "I actually forgot that these few months are the rainy season in the Western Regions!" He clasped his fists at Zhang Liao, "General, this rainy season has been more than three months, and the grain transport team may..."

Zhang Liao was furious, "Why didn't you say such an important situation earlier?"

Zhang Jian was full of blame.
Chapter completed!