Li Jiangyao once again showed off his tricks, allowing Duolun and Durham to witness a miracle.

In just half a day, the army that the Turks had imagined in their minds appeared in front of them with great fanfare.

The timing of the Metasequoia Legion's action was very cleverly grasped.

In the early morning, the entire army of troops and horses showed up openly and openly. From the procession out of the city to the march into the Ulundu River, everything fell into the eyes of the other party's scouts and spies. When the team arrived near Pansong Ferry, they were ready to enter the forerunners set up by the vanguard.

When we made a simple camp, it happened to be dark.

The "army" composed of Metasequoia people in Zhenjiang lit up the torches prepared in advance in the darkness of the evening. Each person held two in his hand and held them high. Even the accompanying mules, horses and livestock also

There are two or three torches on the saddle bridge.

Looking from a distance, the entire team looked like a huge fire dragon, winding and circling in front of the Western Xinjiang Allied Forces formation.

The most elite ghost-faced white-robed soldiers under Li Jiangyao were forming a loose cavalry formation at this moment, with their swords on horseback a thousand steps outside the camp gate. They were blocked between the Western Xinjiang Allied Forces Camp and the Zhenjiang Army Camp.

Between the camps, they monitor the enemy's every move from a distance and are ready to meet the enemy at any time.

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"I'm talking about Duolun, are we just going to watch helplessly and let those Shengtang barbarians move their troops and generals at will and easily enter the camp to rest?" Durham asked slightly dissatisfied.

Duolun knew in his heart that Durham planned to take advantage of Li Jiangyao and the others who were tired from marching and had not yet established a stable footing to rush over and catch the opponent off guard. The strategy was right and the timing was right, but...

He looked at Alik Jiang next to him, who quickly shook his head at him and made an expression like "Don't do this."

Duolun sighed secretly, then turned to Durham and said: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis. The enemy's morale is at a high level at this time, and he is well prepared. It will definitely not be easy to deal with. Unless we now have tens of thousands of Turkic warriors in golden armor.

Have it at hand, otherwise you should try to avoid taking risks."

Although Durham is a rough man, he is not stupid. He heard the helplessness in Duolun's words: After all, the Central Route Army of Western Xinjiang is under Alik Jiang. No matter how much the Turks want to fight, they will not be able to fight in Western Xinjiang.

If a person doesn't want to, he can't help it.

Moreover, Duolun has another meaning: such a head-to-head offensive battle can only rely on the powerful Turkic army. Those weaklings in Western Xinjiang can never count on it.

Durham shook his beard in dissatisfaction: "Young man! That's all! What a coward!"

Duolun comforted him with gentle words: "Master Hou, there is no need to be angry. In fact, the situation at hand is still very beneficial to us."

When he said this, not only Durham, but also Alekjan became interested and quickly pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"Little Doron, you said the situation is favorable to us, but how can we do so?" Durham asked.

Duolun smiled: "Oh, why do you all have such expressions? Have you really forgotten? Although Li Jiangyao did not hide in Metasequoia City as we expected before, but chose to take the initiative to challenge

, the troop strength is also much greater than what the intelligence showed. To be honest, this is indeed beyond my expectation. However, isn’t this the same situation designed by the Prince of the Temple?”

"You're right!" Durham suddenly realized, stroking his hands and smiling: "Haha, after a long journey, the Shengtang people are still facing us from the front. As long as we hold Li Jiangyao here, Mohadi's

The cavalry can cover him up from behind and tear him apart completely! Well, who let him be so smart that he left the metasequoia and ran to the plains to challenge me?!"

Alek Jiang was a little worried: "My lords, our original plan was for the center army to hold back 40,000 to 50,000 enemy troops, but now the enemy has doubled, with more troops than us. How should we fight this battle?"

Drag it?"

Durham was about to scold Alik Jiang for being cowardly as a mouse, but Duolun quickly stopped him and persuaded him nicely: "Your Highness, you don't have to worry. I will set off immediately and go to Pai City in person to ask Marshal Mo to return to the army. This point

The journey will only take two or three days at most. Before we come back, His Highness and the Marquis do not need to fight Li Jiangyao, they only need to hold on to the Pansong Ferry Camp. In three days, three days at most, we will definitely defeat Li Jiangyao.

It’s too late to regret it!”

Duolun raised three fingers and looked at Alik Jiang with determination.

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After the Turkic general Duolun set off, Alek Jiang sat alone in the commander's tent, silently playing with the Nine Star Blade.

He had many questions in his mind and needed to think carefully about them.

First of all, how could Li Jiangyao get so many extra troops out of thin air?

As the leader of the Western Xinjiang Alliance, Loulan King Alekjiang controls a huge intelligence system within the alliance. Various spies lurking in Metasequoia City have previously reported on the general situation of the Xinjiang Army.

But now, in the blink of an eye, those situations have changed dramatically.

Could there be some fraud in this?

Alekjiang's eyes kept squinting, opening them, squeezing them again, and opening them again. There was a thief's light in his eyes.

No, Li Jiangyao must be bluffing.

The small amount of troops he has in hand is only about 50,000, and it is impossible to summon an army of 100,000 at once.

However, the Metasequoia soldiers and horses came out in full force and even disguised themselves to challenge. What was the purpose behind such a reckless action?

Is it to put pressure on yourself so that the Central Army can withdraw its troops as soon as possible?

Ever since he escaped from the hands of Li Jiangyao and returned to the camp safely, Alek Jiang gradually forgot about Li Jiangyao's promise to annihilate 10,000 Turkic cavalry. This situation was something he viewed from his usual thinking perspective.

What I was thinking about: How could the agreement made by both parties be made in vain?

Is it done correctly? What's more, Mohadi's cavalry is not papery. If you want to completely bring down this elite, you can't even think about it without paying double the price. Therefore, unless Li Jiangyao is a

You are a big fool, otherwise you will never fulfill this agreement and provoke powerful Turkic enemies for no reason.

Disloyal villains often think that others are just like themselves, only looking for benefits and not caring about justice.

Such is the case with Alek River.

Along this line of thinking, in Alekjiang's opinion, the most likely tacit understanding between him and Li Jiangyao is just to restrain each other and avoid direct conflicts. Before, he tried to persuade the Turks to support Mohadi at a distance.

Go, precisely for this reason.

Now, when Li Jiangyao saw that he had been back for so long and had yet to lead his troops to withdraw from the battle and return to Loulan Kingdom, he naturally couldn't bear it any longer, so he sent out a large army to put pressure on them.

Alek Jiang nodded silently: Well, yes, that must be the case.

If the situation at hand is what he thinks, then the best way is, of course, to follow Duolun's previous suggestion and choose to avoid the battle for the time being, waiting for him to call back Mohadi's powerful Turks and let Li Jiangyao and the Turks

After a fight between two people, both sides suffer losses, and then he comes out to take advantage.

Doing so is in the interest of Loulan Country.

Therefore, Alek Jiang deliberately avoided Durham for three days in a row, lest the guy suddenly have a whim and force him to lead his troops out of the camp to confront the Zhenjiang Army. At the same time, Alek Jiang also strictly ordered his subordinates, no matter how provocative Li Jiangyao and the others were

, resolutely not allowed to step out of the camp gate, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!

Under Alik Jiang's high degree of restraint, three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the two armies faced each other from afar, and they were actually in peace with each other.

The Metasequoia Corps of the Zhenjiang Army was practicing and training in the camp all day long, eating and sleeping, looking harmless to humans and animals, and in a relaxed state as if they were camping for an outing. The West Xinjiang Middle Route Army was suppressed by the Alik River's strict orders, and they did

He was afraid of the terrifying combat power of the ghost-faced white-robed army, so he was happy to defend the camp safely.

The entire battlefield was filled with an incredible sense of tranquility. There was only one person who was irritable and eager to fight. There was the Marquis Durham, the Turkic deputy marshal.

After Duolun ran to find Mohadi, Durham only had to stop for a day before he couldn't help but want to fight the Zhenjiang soldiers. He looked around for Alik Jiang in the middle army camp, hoping that this

The King of Loulan can send some troops to take turns fighting Li Jiangyao and the others in order to break the boring situation at hand.

However, Loulan King Alekjiang was a master of hide-and-seek. He deliberately avoided it and squatted down anywhere in the huge camp. The Marquis of Durham couldn't even trace him.

Durham couldn't find anyone, and his beard trembled with anger. It wasn't until the evening of the third day that he finally gave up: "Damn it! I'm not looking for you! Alekjiang, this little kid, has hidden himself in some cave. It's all in vain."

What a waste of time! If we wait a few more hours, Duolun should be back."

While he was cursing, he saw Aleck Jiang walking into the tent calmly, smiling at Durham, and said: "Hey, Mr. Marquis. I heard from my subordinates that you have something to do with me?"

"You bastard, where have you been these past two days?!"

Alek Jiang pretended to be surprised and said: "I haven't gone anywhere, I've been at the commander's tent."

Durham yelled: "Fart! I made two trips in person, but I didn't see your ghost."

Alike Jiang responded calmly: "Oh, it may be convenient for me to go out. Lord Marquis, you don't know, I have been having a stomachache these past few days and I feel really uncomfortable. By the way, what do you want to see me for?"

Durham originally wanted to say, "I'll ask you to fight Li Jiangyao!" But then he thought about it and realized that it had been delayed until now. Even if he said it, it would be in vain, so he sighed helplessly and said: "Oh, forget it.

Forget it. How are you prepared? We are waiting for Mohadi and Duolun to come back soon. As soon as they arrive, we will have to mobilize the entire army to cooperate and contain Li Jiangyao from the front."

"Don't worry, Lord Marquis," Alek Jiang pulled out the nine-star blade, cut off the roast beef shank on the fire rack, and stuffed it into his mouth: "My soldiers in the Central Route Army were ready half an hour ago
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