"Feng Langjun, 20,000, I will let my son Pu Heyu lead the 20,000 elite cavalry from the tribe to follow south. How about it? Don't worry, they are all the most elite warriors in the tribe."

Feng Jishi frowned slightly:

“What does the leader mean by saying that he doesn’t plan to go south in person?”

Ke Bineng smiled and shook his head:

“Feng Langjun, I said that I am already old and I don’t think I will live for a few more years. I asked Pu Heyu to lead the army south just to give him more training.”

“Feng Langjun is a dragon among men. If Pu Heyu can learn something from Feng Langjun, to me, that would be the best result.”

 But when I first saw you, you looked as strong as ever.

 The governor Feng was a little suspicious.

It’s just that when he saw Ke Bi Neng’s expression of emotion, it really didn’t look like he was faking it.

　　No matter how old and strong you are, you will never be able to compete with the passage of time.

 So it is only natural that you should not miss the opportunity to raise your own son.

As for the other party’s hidden plans, Governor Feng could guess a little bit.

After all, he led nearly 60,000 people to Yinshan Mountain. If Ke Bineng was not at all wary, then he would be calling himself the hero of the grassland in vain.

Had Liangzhou not been too far away from Yinshan Mountain, the Han Dynasty would have been unable to control Yinshan Mountain before conquering Guanzhong.

In addition, if you take the Qinzhi Road, it only takes three days for a horse to run from Guanzhong to Jiuyuan.

If Kebi had the will, he should have detected the strange movements of the Wei army in Guanzhong.

 That’s why he had reason to believe that this time the Han army most likely just passed through Yinshan Mountain.

Even so, he now plans to guard his lair himself.

 They are all big-shot figures, so some words don’t need to be explained too clearly.

 Speaking too clearly can sometimes make each other look bad.

Governor Feng pondered for a moment and then said:

"Since the leader said so, I won't force it, but I still want to be alone."

"who?"

This time it was Ke Bi Neng's turn to frown.

Although Ruoluo Aliu is said to be his younger brother, in fact, his followers are not even comparable to those of his son-in-law Yu Zhu Gejian. Why would Feng Langjun specifically name him?

 Although he was a little suspicious in his heart, he said:

“Even if Feng Langjun didn’t say anything, I had planned to let him go south together.”

Feng Jishi smiled softly: "That is the best."

He does not have the lion's big mouth, so he must be able to personally lead all the warriors of the tribe south.

 Because can Kebi agree that there are more than 50,000 Han troops here in Yinshan?

 Perhaps there are a little more than all the warriors that Kebi could pull out.

 If it were Feng Yong himself, he would be afraid too.

Maybe he was only willing to provide food and grass. Anyway, the real purpose of the Han army was to go south, and they would definitely not dare to fall out with him.

Of course, as a grassland man, Ke Bineng was relatively simple. He agreed to attack the bandits and did not hesitate to move south.

 He simply detached at least half of his troops and asked his son to lead them personally to cooperate with Governor Feng.

 The meeting between the two big bosses was relatively smooth. After making the decision, they quickly took action separately.

Because of time constraints, the Liangzhou Army rested for three days in Gaoque and then began to move eastward along the south bank of the Yellow River, finally reaching Wuyuan County, the county seat of Jiuyuan County.

 Because there is the end of Qin Zhidao and the starting point of the journey south to Guanzhong.

(Note: The course of the Yellow River in the Hetao area during the Han Dynasty was different from what it is now. Wuyuan County does not include the south bank of the Yellow River, so there is no need to delve too deeply into it.)

The big river here is like a mirror, flowing slowly through the edges of sandstone, waterlogged pastures, and green poplar bushes.

 The flat grasslands stretched out, melting in the heat wave, as if they were connected to the clouds on the horizon.

The arrival of the army startled the nymphs, who fluttered their wings from the reeds, circled for a while over the turbulent river, and then gradually flew back to the reeds.

When the army arrived here, Feng Yong did not deliberately cross the Yellow River to the north bank to pay homage to the former Han city.

He just asked people to bring incense, candles and sacrifices, set up an incense table by the river, and worshiped three times devoutly.

General Guan was a little confused about Feng Jishi’s actions.

 After he finished worshiping, he asked: "What do you worship?"

Feng Jishi breathed out a sigh of relief:

 “A woman.”

General Guan raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

Feng Jishi did not answer, but just read:

“The envoys of the Han Dynasty returned to the south without any news, and the green grass in the carpet garden began to know the spring. However, the eyebrows of the Han Dynasty solved the Anbang country, and killed the master of Qilin Pavilion in shame.”

 “Wang Zhaojun?”

Feng Jishi nodded. He turned to look at General Guan and smiled slightly:

"After the former king Zhaojun left the fortress, the three generations of border counties did not know how to fight. There were cattle and sheep everywhere, and the people were happy."

"There is also a strange woman in our army today. She is more talented than a man. Now that she has led the army here to defeat the thieves, if we talk about Qilin Pavilion, she may not be inferior to her."

“If Wang Zhaojun had knowledge underground, he would be able to smile and no longer feel so lonely outside the Great Wall.”

Although General Guan has been sleeping with this person for more than ten years and has become extremely familiar with him, when he heard these words, his throat felt lumpy and his eyes felt hot.

Feng Jishi smiled slightly and took her hand:

“Let’s go, I’m afraid the generals in the army have been waiting for you for a long time.”

 The two returned to the commander's camp, and as expected, the main generals of the army were waiting there.

Feng Yong walked to the commander's position, took off his commander's sword, raised it in his hand, and ordered:

“Generals, listen to your orders!”

 The generals immediately bowed their heads in solemnity.

“From today onwards, the army will be divided into two parts, the front and rear. I will personally lead the front army, accompanied by Jiang Wei, Zhao Guang, Li Qiu, Huo Yi and Tufa Tianli.”

"The rear army is commanded by General Guan, and Liu Hun and Shi Bao are under command!"

After the governor Feng finished speaking, he handed the handsome sword to General Guan with his own hands.

 The generals below were in great spirits, and they all shouted loudly: "Promise!"

Like Zhao Guang, when he heard that the army was divided into two parts, he subconsciously thought of the Battle of Xiaoguan.

　　At that time, the troops were also divided into two groups, and it was also divided between the elder brother and General A...guan, so he was immediately excited.

And people like Jiang Wei were thinking, what is the purpose of dividing the army into two parts?

As for Shi Bao, he glanced at Bald Khotan thoughtfully.

　　But no matter what everyone was thinking, the wide Qin Straight Road had already begun to raise smoke and dust, and the Liangzhou front army and Xianbei elite cavalry, totaling tens of thousands, rolled toward the south.
Chapter completed!