Zhao Xing sat by the bonfire, biting the dry cake, and constantly complaining: "I have to bring my own dog food to guard the country. What's the matter?" The soldiers went to fight and brought their own weapons and dry food. This is the most damn rule.

Zhao She chuckled: "It's not appropriate for my elder brother to compare himself to Zhao State."

Zhao Xing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Except for the noble monarch, all of us are actually dogs of a country. The dog is fierce and loyal, and is a good friend of mankind. Being a dog of Zhao is not embarrassing."

From then on, Zhao Xing was called Zhao Guozhong Dog behind a large number of names, and he sounded like a good person.

Xu Jie smiled and said, "Actually, what the Lord said is right. Being a loyal dog of the country is a very honorable thing. For example, I also want to be a loyal dog of the country, and at least get a noble title. As a result, even if I win a brilliant victory in this battle, the ending is just a loyal dog under the loyal dog. I can't get any national title, which makes people discouraged if I think about it."

What he said was to remind Zhao Xing, don’t forget my lofty ideal of becoming a noble, you should be concerned about this matter.

"Let's put aside your noble dream first and tell me where the Wei army has arrived now." Zhao Xing firmly made various excuses to destroy Xu Jie's noble dream. He was a nobleman and would escape from his palms. At that time, it would be impossible to abuse him and drive him out of his hands.

Xu Jie sighed and took out a stack of paper from his arms: "According to the patrol report, when it was dark today, the Wei army passed through the Zhang River. Because it was dark, he carried the underwater camp."

Zhao She's eyes immediately lit up: "Our army should take the opportunity to raid in the dark and force them into the Zhangshui River, which will surely be a big victory."

The idea is good, but it is unrealistic. It seems that famous generals start with newbies. The plan to develop famous generals must be implemented as soon as possible, otherwise you will be too tired.

"Prince Jie, a trash, but Wei general Yin Qi is a famous general of the world. He has a 50,000 army to camp the enemy country and will never slacken. When we go to steal the camp, we may face the enemy's deep trench barriers. At that time, we will be a tough battle. Do you think it is appropriate to use our precious cavalry to attack the city?"

Zhao She thought about the new recruits and finally shook her head: "It's not suitable."

Zhao Xing ignored him: "Where is ahead of the Wei army?"

Xu Jie opened a simple and outrageous ancient map: "There is Liangyi in front of the Wei army."

"Liangyi is the territory of Feiyi. No matter what purpose it is, his family must be loyal to Zhao State. As long as he blocks the Wei army for five days, we will be half the victory."

"Fecheng, who guards Liangyi, guarantees to stay for at least ten days." Xu Jie reported.

Zhao Xing stood up, slapped the residue of the cake in his hand, and said to Xu Jie to the flowing Zhangshui opposite: "No need to guard him for ten days, five days." Then he said to Zhao She: "I will order the army to gather and we will cross the river."

Zhao Xing's armed forces moved when they heard the news, packed up their luggage immediately, ended their rest, lined up, and began to cross the river.

The Zhang River was originally called Hengzhang, Hengshui. Hengshui means the horizontal migration, which means the immutable migration, scattered and unrestrained. For example, the current Zhang River was only changed to this place two years ago, so it is very wide, but very shallow. The so-called shallow one is not something that can be passed by by chariots or people, but Zhao Xing chose a few points in advance and could easily pass by on a horse.

Standing in the river, Zhao Xing's half of his body was soaked in the cool summer river. He looked at the snow-white moon in the sky from afar, and looked at the soldiers riding horses silently across the river for more than a dozen roads, and felt extremely emotional.

War will be the norm in the Warring States Period. If you want to assist Zhao Yong in conquering the world, you are actually conquering the world in disguise and realizing your ideals. Then you will truly start by crossing this river.

Crossing this river is no longer an internal war. If you cross it, you will be an enemy country, or another country. According to the classification, you have truly entered the national war and moved to the world war (the Zhou Dynasty can be called the world, because humans in other places are still on the same starting line as monkeys)

The river water is clear and the moonlight is like washing, slowly flowing past Zhao Xing, making Zhao Xing a little dazed, as if he was swimming in the long river of history.

"Brother, let's go. If you don't leave, you will be left behind." More and more people are terrifying. There was only one Xu Jie, but now there is one more Zhao Yong.

When the horse was lifted, the tall war horse was raising its hooves and tail, and easily carried its master onto the other side.

Zhao Xing set foot on the territory of Wei State - the first time in his life, he went abroad.

After rushing thousands of miles, the soldiers were very tired, and crossing the river was very troubled, which made the soldiers even more exhausted. When they got ashore, there were no magnificent people shouting horses neighing. Especially, unlike Zhao Xing's first time going abroad, everyone went abroad with the wars over the years? They had gone abroad for so many countries, and were not excited at all.

"Look at how far Anyang is from us."

Xu Jie, who was like a chicken, cherished the simple and outrageous map from his arms again.

While crossing the river, this guy accidentally fell into the water, but he was loyal to his duties and raised the extremely precious map high above his head. Although he had taken a few sips of the river, the map was still dry.

He measured the map with his palm, and then calculated with his fingers: "One hundred and twenty miles, if we follow the speed of our cavalry, we can reach it before dawn."

Zhao Xingmo calculated: "Tell the soldiers, we should work harder. One hour before dawn, we will reach Anyang and then rest outside the city for an hour. This is very necessary."

This is very necessary because if Zhao Xing's plan succeeds, everyone will easily take Anyang. But once the plan is wrong, the cavalry will also become a siege team and launch a deadly attack.

As long as we arrive at the city of Anyang, everyone has no way to retreat. They either conquer Anyang or are surrounded by 150,000 Qin and Wei coalition forces, and the entire army died there in battle, and there was no other choice.

Xu Jie and Zhao She nodded seriously and went around to inform them.

More than a dozen troops crossing the river silently merged into a column again, and under the guidance of the early guides, they began to rush in the night.

Zhao Xing's team was all the grassland horses of Loufan. These war horses were not big in size, but they were the most hard-working. A few simple handfuls of hay, and when they had enough food, they had enough energy to run around for a long distance.

The small-step jogging they are most accustomed to can last for a long time. Zhao Xing deliberately counted that this kind of war horse can use this trotting speed to keep resting for 6 hours. 6 hours is three hours, and the minimum can run three hundred miles. According to the distance from now to Anyang, it will be at most two hours, and the soldiers will have one and a half hours to rest.

What is more beneficial to Zhao Xing is that the members of his own cavalry are composed.
Chapter completed!