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Chapter 435 A mysterious letter

Three days later.

Qin Yun arrived in Pancheng safely.

As early as dozens of miles away, Xiao Jian personally came to meet him with his cavalry.

At the same time, Qi Keng, the king of Zhenbei, also quietly walked out of Pancheng and came to Pancheng to meet him.

Inside the city, there is a rather impressive palace.

There were many military generals and many civil servants standing on both sides, like a miniature version of Tai Chi Hall.

Qin Yun didn't even bother to rest. He sat in the high hall and got straight to the point.

"Xiao Jian, tell me how the battle is going over there on the grassland?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jian glanced at Chaming Weirou, who was standing next to him, and seemed to find it difficult to speak directly.

Qin Yundao: "It's okay, just tell me."

"The noble concubine is mentally prepared."

He noticed that Wei Rou was wearing a veil and looked at Xiao Jian with her azure eyes. She wanted to ask more questions, but she suppressed her urgency when she thought of the assurance she had given Qin Yun along the way.

"Your Majesty is right, General, please speak frankly."

Xiao Jian nodded and spoke slowly: "Your Majesty, the battle is not going well."

"A few days ago, various parts of the grassland were involved in fierce fighting. The entire grassland was in chaos, and it was difficult for the scouts to gather information."

"Weichen originally wanted to send more troops to support us, but Zhang Ren from Xiliang was looking at us with eager eyes. Weichen didn't dare to leave at all."

Qin Yun frowned deeply and said coldly: "This is a premeditated group attack."

"It's not caused by tribal friction at all."

"I'm afraid... Wang Min will inevitably take revenge on me!"

Hearing this, the tough and weather-beaten King Zhenbei stood up.

"Your Majesty, the Nine Tribes certainly don't have the guts."

"Wei Chen probably ordered it from Wang Min. The hand of the Xiliang military god was nothing more than a sword from the Nine Tribes."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "Xiliang Military God?"

Xiao Jian explained: "His name is Zhang Ren. His military skills and strategies are extremely strong, and he can defeat hundreds of thousands of soldiers."

"Better than a hundred thousand soldiers?!" Qin Yun was shocked. Xiao Jian's evaluation was so high?

Wang Min's power is really greater than he imagined!

Xiao Jian nodded.

Qin Yun remembered Zhang Ren's name in his heart, and then asked: "What is happening to the Zazahar tribe in the Yimu Mountain Valley now?"

Hearing this, Zha Ming Weirou's eyes lit up with nervousness.

Xiao Jian frowned and said: "General Mu Le wrote a letter saying that the situation is not good. The leaders of the nine tribes have joined forces and raised 280,000 troops to... destroy the Zazahar tribe."

Twenty-eight heroes?

Thump thump thump…

Wei Rou's face turned pale, her delicate body kept retreating, and she almost fell down.

With tears in her eyes, she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

Qin Yun stood up, hugged her and sat down.

Then he said to Xiao Jian: "After that, there is no need to hide it."

Xiao Jian said: "Leader Chamingmu is very stubborn and is still resisting."

"But our reinforcements were blocked by the grassland army and could not join the Zazahar tribe."

"Your Majesty, look."

"Mu Le's 30,000 troops are in this mountain range. Jiangnan's troops are leaving 100,000 on the side to guard against Xiliang. The remaining tens of thousands are all on the east side of the Yimushan Canyon."

"No matter what we do, we can't attack it. It's actually because of the huge disparity in military strength."

Qin Yun frowned and looked at the map.

Suddenly it felt difficult to do something.

The Yimushan Canyon is considered a natural hazard. There are only two directions to go in, but both are blocked by the grassland army.

The other directions are all inaccessible places.

Not to mention marching, even if you are a master of martial arts, you will have difficulties.

"What good ideas do you have?"

He looked at Xiao Jian and Qi Keng, the two "national generals" and asked.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Then Qi Keng took the initiative and said: "Your Majesty, there is no other way but to send someone to inform the leader of Chaming Mu, so that we can cooperate inside and outside."

"It's just a matter of forcefully tearing a hole in the 280,000-strong army."

Qin Yun frowned: "How many troops and horses are needed?"

Qi Keng said: "Including His Majesty's troops and horses, more than one hundred thousand people have been invested now."

"How about...the Zhenbei Army deploys tens of thousands more people."

Qin Yun shook his head and refused: "There is Tubo in the north and it borders Xiliang. The troops in northern Xinjiang cannot move."

Qi Keng also knew how powerful it was, but the situation was like this, what else could he do?

The entire lobby fell into silence.

The depressive atmosphere was spreading, and Wei Rou's heart had already rushed to the grassland. If Qin Yun hadn't been holding her hand beside her, she might have collapsed.

Just when the clouds are gloomy.

suddenly!

A sergeant ran in with a shocked expression.

"Your Majesty, General!"

"Just now, there was a mysterious man outside the city. He drew a heavy bow that weighed hundreds of kilograms and shot it directly through the city wall and flag from a distance of one mile."

"The arrow penetrated an inch into the wall!"

"Brothers went to check and found that there was such an envelope tied to the arrow, which was written personally by the emperor!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jian's eyes lit up.

Long Xiang rushed forward, grabbed the envelope, and handed it to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun was curious and quickly tore open the envelope.

Inside is a hand-drawn map!

It records the settlements of various tribes on the grassland, as well as the terrain distribution around the Yimu Mountain Canyon, in great detail.

There is a route specially marked with a red line, and the end point is the Yimu Mountain Canyon!

And there is text.

"The Pingsha Ancient Plank Road is the only direct route. There are almost no defenders along the way. When you reach the Yimu Mountain Canyon, you will encounter a small number of Feiya tribe troops."

"This is your best chance to save people."

At this time, Chaming Weirou saw the words on the map.

His blue eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "Your Majesty, this is the Pingsha Ancient Plank Road!!"

"The famous ancient plank road on the grassland has been missing for more than ten years. No one knows where this road is, but someone actually marked it!"

"Abba and the tribe are saved!"

She shook Qin Yun's arm, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Below, the officials are confused, what's going on?

Qin Yun handed the map to them for circulation, and then looked at Chaming Weirou: "Can this ancient plank road lead to Yimushan Canyon?"

She nodded heavily, her pretty face serious.

"Generally speaking, the direction is the same. I have heard of this ancient plank road in the grassland since I was a child, but due to the annual wind and snow cover, the road has long been lost."

"I didn't expect anyone to know..."

As she spoke, she showed a suspicious look.

Xiao Jian also frowned and said, "Your Majesty, this matter is doubtful!"

"What if this is a trap set by Wang Min of Xiliang?"

"With the more than 200,000 grassland troops and the Xiliang cavalry, once our army is surrounded, the more than 100,000 troops will be wiped out!"

His eyes were as wide as bells, he was very serious!

This sentence, like a basin of cold water, extinguished many people's illusions.

Strange soldiers descend from the sky, gods and men help each other. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

It's probably a trap!

Qin Yun squinted at the soldier and said, "Can you clearly see who the person who sent the message is?"

The soldier shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, I didn't see clearly because it was too far away, but it must be a man."

Qin Yun clenched his fists and whispered slowly.

"The person who sent the message clearly knows the time when I arrive in Pancheng."

"And he knows the war on the grassland well."

"Who could he be?"

"It's so mysterious..."


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