A clever strategy can resonate with people. After Pang Tong and Fazheng surveyed the terrain of Zomaling on the spot, they finally decided on the strategy of crossing the Mianshui River in the south and crossing the Micang Mountain to break through the trail. It was more executable than occupying the Maming Pavilion Road.

After Liu Bei was persuaded by Fazheng, Pang Tong's face was still heavy. He pointed at the sand table and continued to look worried: "Looking through the Micang Mountain Trail, we need to send a large number of people to explore the road. If we can really bypass Yangping Pass and reach Dingjun Mountain,

area, the hidden dangers left are also very large..."

"What's the difficulty? Tell me quickly, Shi Yuan," Liu Bei urged.

Pang Tong gestured at the distance between the current camp and Dingjun Mountain, and then explained: "If we go over the mountains and ridges to reach Dingjun Mountain, not only will the transportation difficulty in this section increase, but the entire grain road route will also be stretched a lot. We still need to

Leave enough troops to defend the camp, which will not only increase the consumption of food transportation, but the current troops may not be enough."

"Does the military advisor want to increase the number of troops and supplies?" Liu Bei asked with a frown.

Pang Tong nodded, "That will indeed be the case, but as Xiaozhi said, Hanzhong's geographical location is important, and it is worth paying more."

Liu Beixu raised his eyes and affirmed: "There is no turning back when I shoot my bow. Even if Cao Cao comes in person, I will take Hanchuan. I will immediately prepare the book and return to Chengdu to let Kong Ming handle it. If I had known, I would send Gongju (Fei Shi) to Jiaozhou later. I should have found Ziyu again."

I want some food."

Fa Zheng shook his head after hearing this: "Jiaozhou is too far away from here. Even if we can take a long waterway, the transportation consumption and risks are also very high. It is better to leave it to General Guan. Besides, General Lan has been carrying out drastic reforms. His place

Food reserves may not necessarily be plentiful..."

"Bei relied too much on Ziyu. If his disciples were not stationed in Zitong, I'm afraid it would still take some time to attack Hanzhong. Next time Deng Shizai supervises the transportation of food here, remember to bring him to see me." Liu Bei sighed.

"Wei." Fazheng responded with his hands raised.

In order to confuse Xia Houyuan at Yangping Pass, Liu Bei confronted Xia Houyuan in front of the pass while continuing to exert pressure on Mage Mingdao. He also secretly sent people across the Mianshui River to explore the road at Micang Mountain, and left the issues of increasing troops and raising grain and fodder to the rear of Chengdu.

Zhuge Liang went to solve it.

When summer came in July, there was still no news from Zhang Fei and Ma Chao. At this time, letters from home were worth tens of thousands of dollars, and Liu Bei often looked at the southeast in a daze outside the camp.

Now that Yangping Pass has not yet been captured, the only hope left is Fei Shi, who goes to Jiaozhou, hoping to bring Song Chen back from Lantian. He laments that good and detailed work is so rare.

Fei Shi accepted the task and traveled day and night along the Jialing River to join the Yangtze River. After changing ships in Jiangzhou, he followed the Yangtze River into Jingzhou.

It was summer, the rivers were swollen, and the boats were tossed and tossed in the wind and waves.

Fei Shi had never been on a boat for so long in his life. He got seasick and vomited all the way.

At the end of June, Fei Shi was resting at the public security port. He had not touched land for almost 20 days. He walked out of the cabin and lay down directly on the dock.

Fei Shi's strange behavior attracted the attention of the patrol. After interrogation, the soldiers learned his identity as a Sima of the front of Yizhou. It was difficult for the patrol to meet such a big official, so they stayed where they were and were at a loss.

"How many days does it take to get from the police to Guangzhou City?" Fei Shi asked while lying on the ground looking at the patrol.

The patrolman clasped his fists and replied: "Based on the experience of merchant ships, it takes about half a month to travel by water."

"So long? I'm going to die..." Fei Shi felt like she was going crazy when she heard that the ship was still going to be fainting for half a month.

The patrolman replied awkwardly: "Because there are docks for rest every hundred miles. If we don't rest halfway, it might take ten days to get there..."

Fei Shi shook his head, "But it's still too long. Why do you feel dizzy while riding on a boat?"

The patrolman asked doubtfully: "Has Fei Sima never heard of anti-sickness pills? Taking one pill can prevent you from seasickness for one day."

"Anti-dizziness pills? Are they available in the Public Security City?" Fei Shi stood up directly.

The patrolman shook his head and said: "The anti-dizziness pill was developed by the late miracle doctor Zhang Zhongjing. Now it is only sold at Zhongjing Hall in Jiangling City. Although this pill is not easy to buy, Fei Sima should be fine..."

"Is the medicine really effective?" Fei Shi asked with a frown.

"It should be very effective, right? Mr. Lan Fu, who went to Gangneung yesterday, heard that his wife admired him very much..." The patrolman was afraid that Fei Shi would not believe it, so he even launched a spokesperson for Zhiyun Pills.

"What do you mean Lord Lanfu?" Fei Shi asked.

"That's General Mu Lan of Jiaozhou. Are you going to Jiaozhou?" The patrolman scratched his head.

Fei Shi grabbed the patrolman's wrist and said excitedly: "General Lan really went to Jiangling?"

"Absolutely." The patrolman nodded.

Fei Shi was overjoyed, thinking that this would save him a few days on the boat. He bid farewell to the patrol, boarded the boat, turned around, and headed upstream towards Jiangling.

Urging the boatman to rush to Jiangling City, Fei Shi revealed his identity and inquired about Lan Tian's whereabouts. When he learned that Lan Tian was in Guan Yu's Prefectural Shepherd's Mansion, he ignored the need to go to Zhongjingtang to buy anti-sickness pills and galloped straight to Guan Yu's mansion.

Fei Shi was led through the courtyard by the guards and came to the small square behind the main hall of the Prefectural Mufu Mansion. In front of him, there was a circle of generals cheering and cheering. From time to time, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard from the crowd.

"This is..." Fei Shi asked curiously, pointing forward.

The guard smiled with a smile on his face, "It should be General Guan and his son-in-law fighting each other."

"General Guan...'s son-in-law? Whose handsome man is he?"

Fei Shi showed a very exaggerated expression and thought to herself, how old is the daughter of the Guan family?

"Second Young Master of the Lan Family, they are just engaged." The servant explained.

Fei Shi nodded and walked over. The guards led him to Guan Ping and did not dare to disturb him. In the central open space, an old man and a young man were fighting back and forth. Guan Yu waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to give Lan Ji some moves.

Lan Ji held up Fang Tian's painted halberd with both hands, picked it up, locked it, cut it, stabbed it, hooked it and extended it into folding, dodging, pushing, shaking, blocking, sweeping, hitting...it seemed endless.

Guan Yu stepped forward quickly, stepping on the green bricks, and dragged the Qinglong Yanyue Sword behind him with both hands. As the parrot's shirt swung, a cold light passed by his waist, and the sword slashed diagonally from behind like an afterimage like the moon.

Lan Ji's eyes were piercing. At the moment when Guan Yu's blade broke through the air, he pulled the halberd back with one hand, then pressed it against the stone slab and used the force to jump up. He used his agility to jump in the opposite direction.

When Lan Ji's feet landed, the Green Dragon Sword made a harsh sound when it landed on the stone slab. Just when Guan Yu stood up and raised his hand to put away the knife, Lan Ji suddenly jumped up again. He held the end of the long handle of Fang Tian's painted halberd with both hands.

, with great force, he pressed in the direction of the 'old father-in-law'.

‘Down with the Golden Bell’

‘Rhinoceros looking at the moon’

Although Guan Yu, who was over fifty years old, was not as agile as Lan Ji, his strength and accuracy were not at the same level. He saw the Qinglong Saber raised his hand towards Fang Tian's painted halberd.

With a crisp sound, the painted halberd was pushed open by the back of the Qinglong Saber.

Lan Ji was shaken by the powerful impact and took several steps back, almost losing the weapon in his hand.
Chapter completed!