The two armies of the Han Dynasty, the north and the south, and the main force led by Wei Yan, marched in a hurry, hoping to capture Yuzhong in the shortest possible time.

But Feng Yong was much more relaxed.

We stayed for a day while passing through Didao.

Longxi Governor Shima Mayong, who was originally stationed at Guguan, had been sent to Daxia Pass by Longxi Governor Chen Shi to replace Liu Hun long before Feng Yong arrived.

Entering July in Longxi, it is already the hottest time of the year.

Fortunately, when they were in Longxi, the army marched along the Tao River, so they would not be too tired.

However, some people have jumped into the water because they were disobedient and sweating profusely, and then collapsed the next day.

Most of these people are from the Tiger Infantry, and a small number are new recruits who joined the Qiang Guards' Mansion last year.

After following Feng Junhou in the past few years, the veterans all know that every rule in the army has its purpose and will not violate it.

When Feng Yong led his army to Guguan, Liu Hun was waiting there early.

The weather was too hot, so Liu Hun didn't wear a helmet and tied up his hair, not covering up the fact that he only had one ear.

Maybe the Hu people don't care about this.

Because there are still a few scars on his face, which he made himself when he swore an oath.

Carrying a long horsetail, he walked up to Feng Yong and saluted: "I have seen the prince."

Jiang Wei, Zhang Yi, and Jufu had learned that their soldiers had fallen ill and had colds a few days ago because they were trying to cool off, so they stepped up their inspections wherever they set up camp.

As for Gongsun Zheng and the people on the staff, they had to constantly revise the battle plan and march plan based on the scouting horses ahead.

So Feng Yong was the only one sitting on the Hu bed by the Taoshui River, admiring the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Oh, Polu is here!"

Feng Yong turned around and said hello, "Come and sit."

"Thank you, Lord."

Liu Hun put the horse's straw on the ground, walked over and sat on the bed beside Feng Yong, sitting upright with his body upright.

Feng Yong watched the Tao water flowing by, and after a while he asked, "How is the situation over there in Wuhan?"

"Going back to Junhou, the leader of the rebellious army sent an envoy to Daxia County, saying that he was willing to surrender to the Han Dynasty, but he was beheaded by the general and asked his entourage to send his head back."

Liu Hun replied immediately.

"The leader of the rebellion?"

Feng Yong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Exactly. When the rebels besieged Didao, they once again raised the slogan of "pacifying the Han Dynasty at the head of the river." After they were driven to Wuhan by the king, they were trapped in a corner of Longxi."

"When the rebel tribes were in panic and confusion, the descendants of Song Jian took the opportunity to stand up and are now the co-leaders of the rebellion."

Liu Hun looked at Feng Yong with admiration in his eyes.

Feng Yongwei's narrowed eyes quickly returned to normal, and he asked, "Where is the Bald Hair Department in Baishi City? Has the withdrawal been completed?"

"The withdrawal has been completed."

When Liu Hun said this, he couldn't help but tilt his head slightly.

Looking from his direction, we could only see a small part of Feng Langjun's profile, but couldn't see Feng Langjun's expression at all.

Three months ago, Feng Langjun planned to kill Han Chou who led the army from Heguan, and then returned directly to Pingxiang. After the Bald Hair Division in Baishi City learned about it, they panicked.

Tufa Tianli personally brought a thousand good horses, a thousand cattle and three thousand sheep to give gifts to Ping Xiang.

I just heard that Feng Langjun not only failed to meet Bald Khotan Li, but also planned to send someone to drive him away.

Later, Tufa Khotan knelt outside the city of Pingxiang for a day and a night. Mrs. Junhou couldn't bear it and begged Feng Langjun for her love.

Feng Langjun then allowed them to exchange 30,000 livestock for woolen cloth and some grain.

After exchanging supplies, the Bald Hair Division began to return north to Xihai Ranch.

It was inconvenient to communicate between Daxia County and Pingxiang, so Liu Hun could only mechanically carry out Feng Yong's original order, but he couldn't figure out why he did this.

There were only two people by the water at this time, and Liu Hun couldn't help but ask one more question out of curiosity.

"Your Majesty, whether we ask the Bald Ministry to help or accept the surrender of the traitorous Hu, we can defeat Wuhan in one fell swoop and completely pacify Longxi."

"But at the end of the day, when the general looked at the king, he seemed to want to indulge the Wuhan barbarians. Why is this?"

Feng Yong smiled slightly, stood up, and looked to the west. The sun had completely dropped below the horizon, and he could only see a few rays of light shining from behind the mountains.

"Polu, you have lived on the grassland since you were a child, have you ever survived an eagle?"

Liu Hun quickly stood up and said, "Back to the king, although I lived on the grassland when I was a child, the tribe has declined since it was passed down from the eldest father to the adults."

"The villain is not his legitimate son. How could he ever have the opportunity to do such a thing in ordinary times?"

Feng Yong nodded, "I forgot about this. Then do you know how to boil an eagle?"

"This little man has heard something about it. Wild eagles are arrogant and untamed, violent and wild. After being captured, they are not allowed to sleep for several days and nights, and then they are starved, their eyes are covered, and their wings are bound to temper their wild nature..."

The more Liu Hun spoke, the slower he spoke. In the end, he paused. His eyes looking at Feng Yong became frightened and frightened.

Feng Yong nodded and smiled calmly, "In this world, it's not just people who fly in the sky called eagles. In fact, there is also a kind of person on the ground called eagle dogs."

"It doesn't matter if the eagles and dogs are unwilling to obey at first. As long as you grind them slowly like an eagle, your wild nature will be worn away, and then you can let them hunt."

On a July day, when the sun had just set, the heat had not dissipated, but Liu Hun felt a sudden coldness on his back.

"Polu!"

Feng Yong said suddenly.

"The villain is here!"

Liu Hun immediately tensed up his body subconsciously and stood up straight.

Only Feng Yong's voice was heard, "You have been following me for a long time, so you should know my temper."

"I am actually a very soft-hearted person. I treat my own people with all my heart and soul."

"It's just that I can't be tolerant of those who want to go against me, right?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Liu Hun's forehead, "Yes...yes!"

"So this eagle, do you understand what I mean?"

"understood!"

Feng Yong then nodded with satisfaction and looked at the rising green smoke. He didn't know whether it was fog or smoke from the military fires.

"Let's go back to camp."

"promise!"

Liu Hun pulled up his horse and followed Feng Yong, just as he had always been by Feng Yong's side.

After leaving Longxi, the army began to leave the Taoshui River and turned north.

The road started to get rough, and it was obvious that the terrain was getting higher and higher.

When the army finally climbed over a mountain, Feng Yong finally couldn't help but spit out one word: Cao!

I saw a continuous mountain range standing so abruptly in front of me. Compared with it, the mountains in front were simply hills.

What's even more terrible is that this mountain range runs east-west.

Looking east, there is no end; looking west, there is still no end!

Just so abruptly blocking the way of the army.

"Bring me the map."

Feng Yong gave an order.

Staff officer Zhang Yuan immediately spread out the map and sent it to Feng Yong.

"Li Jian!"

"Your Majesty, the villain is here."

Li Jian quickly walked to Feng Yong's side.

"Where is this mountain on the map? How long is it? Where is it at the end?"

Feng Yong pointed at the mountains in front of him with his pen.

"Going back to Junhou, this mountain is close to the south of Jincheng. As long as you climb over this mountain, you can reach the foot of Jincheng."

"To the north of Jincheng is a big river. The mountain and the river enclose Jincheng. At the east and west ends of the mountain, there are big rivers."

As Li Jian spoke, he drew pictures on the map.

Feng Yong stretched out his hand and said, "Pen!"

I took the pen handed over by someone, found a large rock with a high point, put the map on it, and then started to draw.

After the rough map was sketched, everyone took a breath.
To be continued...