Yang Shu's eyes brightened instantly: "How to use this strategy?"
Immediately afterwards, Qingmiao began to tell her plan, and the two discussed it in the camp for nearly an hour.
After Qingmiao returned, he immediately arranged for some people from God to come into contact with the people of the Jiuyang God Sect within Chen Xing's sphere of influence.
And Yang Shu thought of Qingmiao's schemes just now, and couldn't help but admire: "Although this Qingmiao is a woman, her thoughts do not require me to live for hundreds of years. It's amazing, amazing!"
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In Guangcheng, the sound of horse hooves was flying everywhere at the moment, and dust and smoke were covering the sky, because within a radius of hundreds of miles of Guangcheng, fighting had been going on in the past few days. Although Liang Ziduo's troops who were conquering the army were defeated, nearly half of their troops were destroyed.
However, Yang Shu asked Mingtai to mobilize a large army to supplement Liang Ziduo's army and quickly restored his combat effectiveness.
In this generation, the battle between the conquest army and Chen Xing's army was the most intense.
Nowadays, this area is full of smoke as troops are dispatched and generals are deployed, troops are arranged in formations.
At this moment, Liang Ziduo, Cheng Hu, Tuba's troops, and the three armies joined together to confront Chen Xing's troops in the Guangcheng area.
There were constant battles, big and small, but most of them were defeats. Although the losses this time were much lower than when Liang Ziduo fought against Chen Xing for the first time, repeated defeats seriously affected the morale of the conquering army, making this battle
The battle is becoming more and more difficult.
Cheng Hu was also a veteran general with high qualifications, and he frowned at this moment. When it came to using troops, Cheng Hu had experience and strategies, and theoretically, among the conquest armies, his rank was second only to Fang Hao.
But there is no way now, because Chang Jun, the general of the army under Chen Xing, uses his troops strangely, which makes it hard to guard against. In addition, recently, small groups of enemy troops have been harassing their camp.
The morale of the conquering army dropped even more.
The leaders of the three armies are now gathered in the camp to discuss the war. Among them, Tuba only knows how to charge and fight, and has not made much strategic achievements.
Therefore, it was only Liang Ziduo and Cheng Hu who were discussing.
"General Cheng, if we can't win another battle, we may have to retreat to Baohulu. It will be even more difficult to mobilize morale in the future!" Liang Ziduo said with a bitter smile.
Cheng Hu also looked solemn: "Why don't we combine the three lines of cavalry into one place, attack a point, and win the battle first?"
"Where...are you fighting?" Liang Ziduo's eyes lit up.
"Just attack the enemy's flank. This way it will be difficult for the enemy's reinforcements to encircle us, and we can quickly return to defense after winning." Cheng Hu said with a serious face.
"Then let's do it, General Tuba, what do you think?" Liang Ziduo nodded and looked at Tuba who was resting with his eyes closed.
Tuba nodded and said, "You can just discuss the matter with us. I have no objection."
But at this moment, the messenger shouted outside: "Report..."
After a while, the messenger brought the military order from the commander's camp, and Yang Shu issued a military order, asking all three armies to retreat to Baohulu, and give up all the territory occupied here!
"What do you mean?" Cheng Hu's expression changed drastically: "The territory we worked so hard to gain is just going to be returned like this?"
Liang Ziduo also frowned in confusion.
But at this moment, Tuba opened his eyes and said: "Two generals, the military orders are like mountains!"
Although Cheng Hu and Liang Ziduo were puzzled and full of suspicion, they must obey military orders at this moment, and military orders are like mountains!
News of the orderly retreat of the three armies quickly reached the spies under Chen Xing's command.
At this time, in the commander's camp of Chen Xing's command, there was a man dressed all in black, with a handsome face like a woman, and an iron gun beside him emitted a frightening cold light.
This man was Chang Jun, the military marshal under Chen Xing, a man who was fascinated by military skills.
When Chang Jun heard the news, his first feeling was surprise. The retreat of the three armies was beyond his expectation.
However, my first feeling was that there might be some fraud involved, so I asked the spies to explore again, and asked my general to send cavalry to pursue and test the attack.
But at this time, Chen Xing's order came down!
An old man wearing a romper is Chen Xing's steward, Liu Dahui.
When Chang Jun heard Liu Dahui say that Prince Chen Xing had asked his handsome army to pursue him at full speed, Chang Jun's face suddenly turned ferocious: "Master Liu, where is the prince? I want to meet the prince!"
Liu Dahui's face suddenly turned cold: "Marshal, what do you mean? Don't you obey the prince's military orders?"
Chang Jun said in a deep voice: "I don't dare. It's just that the enemy troops suddenly retreated. I'm afraid there is an ambush, so we can't attack rashly."
"Hmph, the enemy is afraid of our prince's reputation. He has been defeated many times and is afraid of being beaten by our army. Now he is pursuing the victory while taking advantage of the victory. It is best to take the treasure gourd and ignore the fortress!" Liu Dahui puffed his sleeves and snorted coldly.
Chang Jun looked solemn and shouted coldly: "I want to see the prince, where is the prince?"
Liu Dahui's general Chang Jun refused to accept the order, and his face suddenly turned ugly: "Marshal Chang, do you want to disobey me?"
Chang Junjian immediately raised his head, looked directly at Liu Dahui, and said with an indifferent expression: "Who do you think you are? You are worthy of talking to me like this. I will ask you again, where is the prince!"
Liu Dahui instantly felt the terrifying evil aura on Chang Jun's body, and his face suddenly turned pale. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and said anxiously: "Bold, what do you want to do!"
"Where is it!" Chang Jun had already reached out and picked up the iron gun. Ever since Yan Hong and Fang Hao took it away, Chang Jun had not been able to find the weapon he had.
Liu Dahui instantly felt cold all over his body, shivering, and quickly said: "Hanyue Tower!"
Chang Jun turned around and left in an instant, while Liu Dahui breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside the tent with sinister eyes: "You Chang Jun, how dare you disobey the prince's military order!"
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Hanyue Tower is a very famous place for rouge flowers in Guangcheng. There are birds and butterflies everywhere, and the smell of powder is everywhere.
At this moment, Chen Xing, the most snobbish prince in the Chen Kingdom, was hugging the most coquettish beauties on his left and right.
In front of him, there stood a middle-aged man wearing Chen Guoguan's official uniform. The middle-aged man bowed slightly and showed a flattering smile.
Chen Xing is the most carefree among the four princes. In terms of military affairs, Chang Jun is fully responsible. In terms of political affairs, Chen Huai is responsible for it. Naturally, he has nothing to do. In this war, he can still have such enjoyment. Chen Xing is naturally responsible for his life.
It was a very pleasant time.
Especially not long ago, Chen Huai told him that he had received information that the Qi army was retreating, and proposed that Chang Jun lead the army to pursue and defeat the Qi army in one fell swoop.
With his invincible Iron Wolf Legion, it was naturally another great victory. Chen Xing felt that winning a battle was a very common thing for the Iron Wolf Legion. Since the Iron Wolf Legion formed an army, it has never lost a battle!
All of a sudden, Chen Xing became the most likely prince to become emperor. He was naturally high-spirited, and he was enjoying himself with peace of mind, without worrying about failure at all. (To be continued)