The few men who were not flinching from the line of life and death, with swords and axes on their bodies, now relaxed their bodies and had no choice but to let others support them.

They all kept repeating one sentence:

"We won, we really won!"

None of the Xiaoguan soldiers who gathered around dared to laugh at their current appearance.

Instead, his eyes and face were full of incomparable admiration.

With 20,000 beating 100,000, Ma Dai could imagine how brutal this battle was.

He took a deep breath and bowed to several people.

Everyone followed Ma Dai and bowed to several people.

"After this battle, Feng Junhou will definitely become a famous general in the world, and the soldiers in Xiaowei Mansion can be said to be the most elite in the world."

Ma Dai did not hesitate to express his praise.

After hearing this, several messengers wiped their eyes, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed again.

Smiling and laughing, he actually fell asleep leaning against someone else.

The news of Feng Junhou's defeat of Cao Zhen had just spread throughout Xiaoguan, and several riders were already rushing out of the gate, preparing to cross Longshan and pass the news to the Huqiang Xiaowei's Mansion and the Longyou Governor's Mansion respectively.

This is news destined to shock the world.

But for Feng Junhou, who was at the epicenter of the earthquake, this was something to consider in the future.

Now he still has a lot of things to arrange.

Reconnecting with Xiao Guan is just one of them.

More importantly, the news must be conveyed to Linjing as quickly as possible.

Lest those idiots do what they did in 1949 and follow Captain Kaishen.

Feng Yong didn't even have time to meet Ma Dai, so he and Guan Ji immediately turned back to support Linjing, leading the officers and soldiers who could still move around.

"If the Dark Night Battalion and the Guard Battalion had not been sent out, there would have been more troops to assist Linjing at this time. If there was another victory against Xian Yufu, we would not be able to go to Chang'an to see..."

On the edge of Jingshui River, a group of about three thousand people was marching quickly.

Although this battle was a great victory, the captain's mansion also suffered heavy casualties.

Before the armored cavalry was dispatched, facing Cao Zhen's frenzied attack, the soldiers at the forefront of the school captain's mansion had already reached the point where all the wounded who were not lying on the ground were raising their swords and going into battle.

It can be said that Guan Ji's plan to induce Cao Zhen to attack with all his strength is ninety-nine percent true. The only falsehood is that he hid the three thousand armored cavalry at the end.

Now in the military, people are either injured or out of strength and need to continue to rest and recuperate.

After two days of rest, the number of troops that could immediately return to Linjing to reinforce Linjing was only 3,000.

Most of these three thousand soldiers were either from Nanxiang or Yuexun, and they were basically Feng Yong's most trusted disciples.

Soldiers from Longyou currently have no way to compare with these young soldiers.

In addition to will and belief, many of these soldiers from Nanxiang and Yuexun followed Feng Yong from the beginning of the Northern Expedition.

They have experienced all the wars in Longyou and Liangzhou, large and small, and are rare elite soldiers on the battlefield.

Elite soldiers mean they have a better chance of surviving a war and can recover faster.

More importantly, they are still elite soldiers with a preliminary sense of ownership:

The Han and the Cao thieves are mortal enemies who will never stop fighting. Only by destroying the Cao thieves and reviving the Han can future generations enjoy the peaceful and comfortable days of Nanxiang and Yuesun.

The soldiers who were born in Longyou, because of the functions of the Xiaowei Mansion, most of the soldiers selected were from Hu people.

The cultivation of this kind of awareness is far from enough.

Compared with the children from Nanxiang and Yuexun, their battlefield survival rate is also lower.

Therefore, when returning to Linjing this time, Feng Yong temporarily organized these 3,000 people into the Wudang camp in Jufu, and he and Guan Ji personally took them to Linjing.

The remaining people were led by Zhao Guang and Zhang Yi to meet the people coming from Xiaoguan.

Probably because he defeated Cao Zhen, Feng Junhou was a little distracted, and his words were a little careless.

Guan Ji, who was following Feng Yong on horseback, heard Feng Yong mentioning the Dark Night Camp and the Guard Camp at this time, and reminded her with a smile:

"Is it possible that Alang has been so happy these past two days? Cao Zhen has been so anxious to raise his army to attack the camp these days, and Huo Yi has also put in a lot of effort."

After all, Dark Night Camp can be regarded as half a mountain camp, and the selected Wudang Camp is good at walking on mountain roads.

So I sent someone to take the small path back to Wushi City, and Wushi City used a fast horse to deliver the news. Although it was not the latest news, it was enough to let Feng Yong know the general situation of Huo Yi.

With Shi Bao, the smuggler who knew the roads well, Huo Yi's operation went smoother than expected.

Judging from the news sent over, he burned two batches of grain and grass in the first three days alone.

Although I don’t know how many things he did in the last few days, these two batches of food and grass alone were enough to put Cao Zhen under the pressure of poor food channels.

Combined with Cao Zhen's previous purpose and the situation faced by the Han and Wei armies, Guan Ji formulated this nine-true and one-false strategy, half luring and half forcing Cao Zhen to raise his army to attack the camp.

Defeat the enemy in one final blow.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong scratched his head and smiled: "I took it for granted."

Then he sighed and said: "This confrontation with the enemy in front of the enemy is really something only people with high IQs can play successfully."

Seeing Feng Junhou's relaxed expression, Guan Ji asked strangely:

"My concubine, Alang, was extremely worried about Linjing when he was confronting Cao Zhen. As soon as the battle stopped, he was anxious to lead the army back to the defense. How come he was not in a hurry when he was halfway there?"

Feng Junhou laughed:

"When we got here, the news of the great victory should have spread throughout Linjing. If there was a loss in Linjing, then Wei Ran should also have sent the news."

"There is no news coming at this time, which means Linjing is still safe. Don't say that Xian Yufu didn't take Linjing, even if he did, he saw me leading the army at this time."

As he spoke, he pointed at himself again and said with great enthusiasm, "I don't believe he dares to stay in Linjing!"

Seeing her Alang's proud look, Guan Ji followed his tone and said:

"Isn't that right? Attack Longguan, fight Zhang He, pacify Longxi, Dingjin City, and defeat Cao Zhen. In this battle, a ghost cavalry emerged that the world has never seen before."

The more she spoke, the smile on her face grew, "Coupled with the name of the ghost king in the past, and the name of Feng Junhou in the future, I am afraid that Cao's army will be as fearful as a tiger."

"Cao Zhen lost 100,000 men, and Xianyu Fuzhen dared to stay in Linjing. Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to return to Chang'an?"

The first half of what he said was okay, but when he mentioned the bandit name Ghost King later, Feng Ghost King just said: Why is this woman talking more and more like an Onmyoji?

"What ghost king? People say that the ghost king still eats human flesh and controls thousands of girls at night..."

Speaking of this, Feng Junhou glanced at Guan Ji meaningfully.

Guan Ji could not tolerate this person's provocation, but she saw a sneer on her lips and looked at the man with a half-smile: "How many girls does Alang want?"

Feng Junhou's face suddenly straightened up and he said sincerely: "Xijun, I am lucky enough to meet you in my third life..."

"Do you still have a childhood sweetheart? I remember that Si Niang's skill in making willow whistles is something that few people can match..."

What plum?

What willow whistle?
Chapter completed!