Xu Miao's outstanding achievements in every official position are inseparable from his ability to understand people's sentiments and inspect local customs.

It is precisely because of this that when he was the prefect of Longxi and Nan'an, he knew some old things: from Didao to Han, you could cross the river to Xiping, and then from Xiping through the Qilian Mountain pass, you could reach Zhangye directly.

This road has been inaccessible for a long time because of the rebellion of the Hu people.

As for the disputes between the barbarians in the West Sea, who can guarantee that no Shu people will be involved?

After all, given Feng Wenhe's reputation among the Hu people...

Thinking of the possibility of a Shu army suddenly appearing in Zhangye behind Wuwei, everyone fell silent.

No one dares to take this responsibility.

What's more, his eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

While Xu Miao sent troops to Xiping, he also urgently mobilized the troops from Zhangye, Jiuquan and Dunhuang counties in the rear to guard against unpreparedness.

Feng Yong, who was walking in the Nanshan mountains of Jincheng, suddenly raised his head and took a deep breath.

Then he sneezed several times "sneeze, sneeze".

"Thinking about it, scolding me, and catching a cold. Do I have a cold?"

Feng Yong tightened his clothes and didn't feel any discomfort.

Walking in the mountains is shady and comfortable, except for being a little tired.

He looked ahead and saw green hills, green clouds, and the sounds of apes and beasts from time to time.

The scenery is really good.

In addition, the sun and moon never last long in the mountains, so you don’t have to endure the scorching heat like outside. Under normal circumstances, it would be a good place for a vacation.

It's just that he didn't come here to see the scenery, and these days when he looked up, there were mountains, mountains, and mountains.

Feng Yong began to feel a little irritable and depressed.

He couldn't help shouting: "Li Jian!"

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Li Jian, dressed in simple clothes, quickly ran up.

I saw that he had long since changed out of the toga, which symbolized that only upper-class people wore it, and imitated Feng Yongjun, who had tied up his leggings and tightened his sleeves to prevent poisonous mosquitoes.

"How far ahead?"

"Hurry, hurry!"

Li Jian said quickly.

Feng Yong glanced sideways at Li Jian.

Boy, your words sound very familiar to me.

When I went on outdoor excursions with fellow travellers, the leader often said, "Come on, come on!"

He lied to me and said that he would be there just after turning a corner, but he didn't tell me that it would take a whole day to turn that corner.

Fortunately, Li Jian did not have the same bad habits as the leader of the travel companions in his previous life.

Although he had never walked this road, the Li family in Longyou sent two experienced old people.

Li Jian's most important job is to transfer everything the family guide knows about this road to Feng Junhou.

It is enough for the direct grandson of the Li family to show up in front of Feng Junhou. Forget about other people during the home visit.

The dark night camp who was exploring the road ahead quickly received news that after passing this valley, they would reach the water flow mentioned by the Li family guide. Following this water, one could reach the big river.

“It’s good to be here!”

Feng Yong was overjoyed when he heard this.

When you reach this river, it means you have crossed this mountain range and are walking along the river valley, which will be much easier.

Knowing that he was about to reach the first destination, Zhang Ni caught up from behind and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you take a rest first? The mountain road is difficult to travel, and the Modao team is moving forward with heavy loads, so the soldiers will be tired easily."

Although there are guides, old roads, and front troops opening the way this time, it is not flat ground after all.

Even though everyone in the army was marching in armor, the Mo Dao team still carried a heavy burden.

This trip brought 500 auxiliary troops, 300 of whom were transferred to the Modao Team, and 200 to the Tiger Infantry.

The Dark Night Camp and the Wudang Camp are all self-reliant and do not have any auxiliary soldiers.

The only thing that is special is Feng Yong's bodyguard and a dozen Yunnan horses that are good at walking on mountain roads.

Feng Yong looked at Zhang Yi with doubts in his eyes: Since we are almost there, why not make a big effort?

Zhang Ni understood Feng Yong's eyes and heard him whisper: "Junhou, it is a resting place and has direct access to the river. That means Cao thieves can easily go up the river."

"So why not let the soldiers rest and recover their strength first, so that the Dark Night Camp can have time to investigate the place?"

Feng Yong was shocked and nodded, "That makes sense."

Although the Li family has released all their third-generation grandchildren to follow them on this trip, they must be fully prepared, but they must be careful in everything, and they have to be careful to survive long.

After ordering the entire army to rest in place, Feng Yong found a place to sit down and sighed in his heart.

At this moment, I felt a bit like Deng Ai who sneaked into Yinping, except that he was walking through a mountainous road with a guide. Who knew it would be so difficult.

I don’t know how that Deng Ai led his people to walk in the uninhabited land of Yinping, without a guide or a road, and how he got the soldiers to follow him.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone handed him a leather bag and said, "Captain, please drink some water."

It was Zhang Yuan, the staff officer of the General Staff Department.

Feng Yong looked at the skin bag and made sure it was his own special water bag, then he opened it and took a sip.

"Mu Zhi, did you gain anything from following Chief of Staff Gongsun a few days ago?"

Feng Junhou was very concerned about the growth of this student.

"Go back to the mountains and grow, and you will gain something!"

Zhang Yuan quickly stood up and answered.

"Sit, sit." Feng Yong stretched out his hand and pressed it, motioning for him to sit next to him, "Tell me, what did you learn?"

Zhang Yuan sat down next to Feng Yong in an orderly manner, his body stretched straight: "Mr. Gongsun said, you should read more when you have nothing to do."

"When formulating a battle plan, we must regard ourselves as thieves, so that we can think of the ways the thieves will use to deal with us as much as possible."

Feng Yong laughed happily after hearing these words.

Zhang Yuan looked at Feng Yong nervously, not knowing what he said wrong.

Feng Yong patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "Mr. Gongsun is right. You should ask him for advice when you go back."

Gongsun Zheng did not come this time and stayed in Pingxiang to help handle affairs.

"Also, I have a book of thirty-six strategies to give to you. When this battle is over and I return to Pingxiang, remember to remind me so that I don't forget."

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan stood up suddenly, his face flushed with excitement, "Student understands!"

There have long been rumors in Nanxiang Academy that the Chief of the Mountain was of extraordinary origin, but what is taught in the school now is just the most basic knowledge of the Chief of the Mountain.

Only by becoming a direct student of the mountain leader can you have the opportunity to learn more profound knowledge.

Could it be that... I am really like those characters in the biographies, who have encountered legendary adventures?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan felt his blood surge up one after another, and he could even hear the beating sound in his chest.

Even in the shady mountain forest, he still felt that his body was filled with heat, and the heat even flowed to his fingertips, making him feel a little burning.

Feng Junhou was a little confused as to why this young man was so excited. He waved his hand and said, "Go and bring me the map."

Zhang Yuan responded and quickly turned around to get the map.

Spreading out the map, Feng Yong took the pen handed over by Zhang Yuan, casually sketched some things on it, and filled in the blank areas on it.

However, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the southern Silk Road from Didao to Zhangye. There was a circle drawn in the blank area to the north of Xiping County.

That's the Qilian Mountains, and it's also an area controlled by the Qiang and Hu.

Feng Yong secretly felt a pity in his heart: If the Han Dynasty was strong enough now, he could lead his army directly into Hexi and then invade Zhangye. Liangzhou might not be defeated in one battle.

After thinking about it for a while, he put the map away and handed it to Zhang Yuan, waiting for the news ahead.

Facts have shown that although it is a good thing to be careful, Feng Yong and others seemed to be a little too cautious this time: news came from the Dark Night Camp, and there were no suspicious signs nearby.

Reaching this river means that you have passed the most difficult part of this mountain range.

Although Wei Jun did not appear, Feng Yongfei did not relax, but became more cautious.

Leading the army through the mountains was more difficult than imagined, and more importantly, he was likely to be out of touch with Wei Yan.

Judging from the time, Wei Yan should have already begun to attack the city, but he was still staggering in the mountains.

The search range of the Dark Night Camp was ten miles ahead. After it was safe, the army continued to follow up, which also resulted in a relatively slow march.

The slow marching speed paid off, and the army had a safe journey without any ambush.

This situation continued until we were ready to leave the mountain pass.
To be continued...