This is a seemingly simple but extremely difficult decision.

It is said to be simple because with the great victory on the northern front, Xie Lin lost nearly half of his 130,000-strong army and fled back to Gancheng in embarrassment to lick his wounds. In the foreseeable period of time, Xiwu will not be able to continue to launch an offensive on the northern front.

Then the Longbow Army can allocate its forces to support the Guping Camp.

The same is true for the Jinshui Camp in the south. Zhang Qingbai recalled the troops that attacked Qingshui County, Jinchuan Prefecture. In addition, no other Xiwu troops have been found yet, so the Jinshui Army can also mobilize some of its troops to go north.

Since then, with the support of the northern and southern camps, Lu Min can at least keep the Guping camp intact.

But it was very difficult to make this decision because Daliang could not afford to lose the battle for the third time.

The first battle fought by Wuwei Hou Ningzhong destroyed the Guping Army, and the second battle fought by Cheng'an Hou Lu Min destroyed the Peking Army's Beida Camp. If they lose another battle, I am afraid that Liang's army will be defeated without attacking, and will only lose sight of Xiwu's army.

Escape from the wind.

The army must have spirit and spirit. Although it sounds mysterious, victory will continue to strengthen this core, and vice versa.

Yin Wei's expression was extremely tangled. Now that Zhang Qingbai was leading the army, he had to make a decision as soon as possible.

Should we rely on the remaining 40,000 remaining soldiers to hold on to the defeated generals, or should we mobilize the troops from the two major battalions in the north and south to rush for reinforcements?

Lu Min looked at Yin Wei's expression and sighed softly: "No need to be embarrassed, Marquis Qi Yun, I will take full responsibility for this matter. If the court blames it, you will not be responsible for anything. I am the commander-in-chief of the Western Army, and I am the commander-in-chief of the Western Mansion."

Military aircraft will definitely not let you take the blame."

Yin Wei showed a wry smile, what he said was very beautiful, but would His Majesty, who is far away in Kyoto, be so merciful?

However, now that the matter had come to this, he could no longer remain silent, so he had to raise his head and cup his hands and said, "Please give an order, Master Junji, to mobilize one unit each of the Longbow Army and the Jinshui Army to come and support."

Lu Min showed a smile of satisfaction and relief, and then said with shame: "The failure of the Lulong battle is my sole responsibility. I have made it clear to His Majesty in the battle report sent to Kyoto that I will never implicate you.

Zhang Qingbai uses troops

Dao has reached the realm of transformation. I underestimated him, but this will not happen again. Marquis Qi Yun, I know that the morale of the army is low and the morale of the army is unstable these days, so I have to trouble you to take more trouble, at least in the future.

Don't be too sluggish before reinforcements arrive."

Yin Wei sighed in his heart, if he had known today, why did he do it in the first place?

The battlefield pattern on the southern front is complex and is not suitable for a decisive battle at this time. As long as it can hold the line from Nanshan Village to Guping Camp, even if it temporarily abandons Jiming Village, it will be difficult for the Wu army to make achievements. Now that they have lost the battle, they will not only lose their troops but also their generals.

What's more important is that military forces in other important towns must be mobilized, and the consequences are unpredictable.

But after all, he was just the deputy. At this time, he could only force a smile and said: "Don't worry, Master Junji, I will do my best."

At this moment, a reckless figure rushed into the festival hall, shouting: "Father! Father!"

Lu Min suddenly changed his color, stood up, and kicked the panicked Lu Jiang over. Not satisfied with his anger, he went up and kicked him a few more times, making Master Lu scream in pain on the ground.

Yin Wei stepped forward and advised: "Master Junji, there is no need to be angry. Master Ling must have something important to ask you."

Lu Min pointed at Lu Jiang and scolded: "You do not know life and death, where is this place? Even if you are my son, who allows you to go straight to the festival hall, I will have your head chopped off right now!"

Lu Jiang was frightened to death, and he quickly waved a letter in his hand and shouted: "Father, spare your life! This is a secret message sent by someone. I am afraid of delaying your important event, so I am so anxious."

Yin Wei was so worried that he was too lazy to continue watching the farce between the father and his son. After a few words of persuasion, he said goodbye and left.

After he left, Lu Min took the secret letter from Lu Jiang. However, after seeing a few words on the cover, his expression changed drastically.

"Go down." He said to Lu Jiang, who was standing pitifully next to him, without raising his head.

"Yes, father." Lu Jiang did not dare to hesitate, but he was very curious in his heart. He didn't understand why his father, who always paid attention to Qi nourishing Kung Fu, reacted like this when he saw this letter.

There was no one else in the festival hall, and it was completely silent.

Lu Min stared at the letter, slowly opened it with trembling hands, and took out the letter paper inside bit by bit.

The content of the letter was written in common words, without any uncommon words, but when put together it was impossible to understand.

Lu Min's eyes widened, he read every word, and suddenly let out a low cry with extremely complicated meaning.

"I see!"

…

On the Gaoyang Plain, between Nanshan Village and Lulong Village.

This was originally the territory of Daliang, and there was an official road nearby connecting Lingzhou and Hucheng. After the Western Wu army invaded the territory, no sign of the Daliang convoy was seen on this official road, and now it is even more deserted, because except for those who are rooted in the

Apart from Hucheng on the bank of Dingjun Mountain and the struggling Jiming Village, this area with a radius of thousands of miles has fallen into the hands of Xi Wu.

A Xiwu baggage team appeared on the official road. They marched towards Nanshan Village. The military order required them to deliver this batch of grain and grass within four days.

If the disastrous defeat in the Battle of Lulong was the biggest defeat Daliang had encountered in recent years, then the only bright spot in this war was the guard of Nanshan Village. After receiving the news of the defeat of the army, his first reaction was not to run away

, but mobilized all their strength to transport a large amount of grain and grass stored in the village back to the Guping camp, and burned whatever could not be taken away.

If this were not the case, Zhang Qingbai might have already launched his entire army to attack the Guping camp, instead of having to wait for a while to transport food and grass from the rear in time.

This baggage team stretched for more than ten miles, and was accompanied by two thousand Xiwu cavalry for protection.

The midday sun still couldn't dispel the chill between heaven and earth. The formation of the cavalry was still intact, but such a slow marching speed made most of them stiff from the cold.

When approaching a dense forest, the leading general suddenly raised his hand, and he seemed to hear thunder in the distance.

As winter approached, there would be muffled thunder in the sky from time to time, which was not abnormal. However, the keen perception brought by years of fighting made him vaguely aware that something was wrong.

The next moment, a group of cavalry suddenly came out from behind the dense forest and charged towards them with great ferocity!

The general's eyes widened in disbelief, and he could only roar in a hurry: "Line up to meet the enemy!"

The Zangfeng Guards arrived quickly!

Although there are only 3,000 Tibetan front guards in front of us, which is not a big advantage compared to this Xiwu cavalry, these 3,000 people are the sharpest swords of the Tibetan front guards.

Pei Yue rushed to the front, Ye Qi followed closely beside him, and Jia Cheng firmly held the "Pei" flag.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Pei Yue rode his horse into the Xiwu cavalry formation and chopped off the man's head with one blow, causing his head to fall to the ground.

This Xiwu cavalry is a light cavalry under Zhang Qingbai, and its combat power is not top-notch. Facing the three thousand old soldiers led by Pei Yue himself, they are no match at all. They only resisted for a stick of incense before they collapsed.

As for the auxiliary soldiers of the Western Wu Dynasty who were transporting grain and grass, they had no courage to resist in front of the wolf-like and tiger-like Tibetan front guard cavalry. The bold ones chose to run away for their lives, while the timid ones knelt down and begged for mercy.

The ambush was extremely fast and smooth. Pei Yue ordered his subordinates to drive aside the surrendering auxiliaries, then began to use Xiwu's dry food and water on the spot, and finally set fire to all the baggage.

After doing all this, he took three thousand cavalry and left like a storm. He didn't even think about staying, so that the auxiliary soldiers seemed to be in a dream, and they didn't even think that they could survive. Even a big-faced general.

After leading thousands of elite cavalry to this place, they came to their senses and pointed out the direction in which the Tibetan Front Guards had left.

However, at this time, the Zangfeng Guards were already thirty miles away.

Ye Qi rode his horse beside Pei Yue, handed the water bag into his hand, and said softly: "You have been dividing your troops for three days. Zhang Qingbai may have just realized it now, but I don't think he will just let you do it in the rear."

If something happens, the cavalry will inevitably be gathered to chase and intercept you."

Pei Yue took the water bag and took a sip on the galloping horse, and said with a smile: "If we don't divide the troops, how can he have the courage to send so many people to chase me?"

Ye Qi said with concern: "The other party has almost found our whereabouts, you have to be careful."

Pei Yue nodded and said: "Don't worry, we have to give them some hope, otherwise how will we complete the final plan?"

Seeing that he was so determined, Ye Qi gradually felt at peace in his heart. However, his mind could not help but recall the temporary military meeting held four nights ago to decide the next move after the Zangfeng Guards crossed the Beitiao River.

That was the first time she saw Pei Yue's cronies unanimously opposing his ideas, and even ended up having a quarrel.
Chapter completed!