The moonlight was quiet, and the tent of the cavalry station in Shangjun was brightly lit, as if it was daylight.

Li Bi, Luo Jia, Jing Su, Ren Gu, Meng Hu and Meng Bao gathered together, and all the generals who went to the expedition this time were no longer sleepy.

"Yang Duanhe is too much. As soon as our army arrived, we assigned such a difficult task?" Meng Bao was straightforward and privately called out Yang Duanhe's name.

"General Yang has always been close to each other. When he was fighting with him, friendly troops were always suffering a lot. Our army fought with Zhao's army, but in the end he received the greatest credit." Meng Hu was more steady, but after learning about Yang Duanhe's military order, he was also a little dissatisfied.

Under the Qin army's military merit system, after winning a battle, the greatest contribution often belongs to the main general, and Qin State is also very sure of the role of the main general. Unlike some countries, the main general wins the battle but returns to the country without any reward.

The few here have learned about Yang Duan and the history of war. If the generals under him are not from the direct line, they are really raised by stepmothers.

"Why don't we just drag it?" Li Bi smiled gloomyly, "It takes time to take a small road to cross the Taihang Mountains, and you need to survey the terrain and prepare materials. It takes time, and a year will be enough."

"hehe······"

Li Bi's strange laughter made everyone happy. In a year, there were so many things that could happen.

"The general accepted General Yang's military order. Luo Jia dared to ask the general what his plans were?" On the way back to the camp, Luo Jia was thinking, and Meng Tianhui accepted Yang Duanhe's order.

Meng Tian has always valued the lives of soldiers and would not use human lives to complete obviously unprofitable tasks. When it is time to fight hard, Luo Jia can understand the value of the battle. Yang Duanhe's strategic concept has a bright future. With less than 20,000 cavalry, who worked hard to cross the Taihang Mountains, and the logistics was unfavorable, Luo Jia was deeply doubted what role it could play.

"Yes, what are the general's plans?"

Luo Jia expressed the questions in the hearts of everyone here.

Meng Tian glanced at everyone and found that there was only Jing Su. Ren Gu remained silent and thoughtful.

"Jing Su, Ren Gu, what do you think?"

"General, I am in charge of military law, and the military orders are like mountains. As the main general, General Yang is holding the power of axes and halberds in his hand." Ren Gu raised his head, thought for a moment, and looked at the direction of Yang Duan and the Supervisor's tent with intention.

"They will be outside, and the Lord will have the power to kill and kill."

Meng Bao, Li Bi and others took a breath and couldn't help feeling a little chill in their necks. Theoretically, if someone disobeys the military order, Yang Duanhe has the power to take action first and then report. If he really makes trouble, Meng Tian has the title of title and position lower than Yang Duanhe. The reputation of disobeying the military order is always inevitable. If it spreads, it will be unfavorable.

Meng Tian intends to cultivate the military theory level of his generals. When he is free, he organizes training for senior generals, and teaches the story of Sima Rangju killing the favorite ministers of King Qi and Han Jue killing the ruler of Zhao Dun. The fastest way for famous generals in all dynasties to establish military power is to kill people.

Maybe Yang Duanhe is waiting for the murder at this time, just waiting for someone who is brainless to start committing a crime!

"I found out that the general guarding Jingxing Road was Zhao Tong, the concubine's son of Pingyuan Jun." Facing Meng Tian's gaze, Jing Su suddenly spoke.

"Zhao Tong? What does this have to do with us crossing Taihang Mountain?" Li Bi asked.

"The Zhao army guarding Jingxing Road cannot retreat, and our army has no choice but to deal with them." Meng Bao sighed, feeling a little annoyed.

When they went to Jinyang Camp, Li Bi, Meng Bao and others did some homework along the way and learned a little about the situation on the front line.

The Jingxing Road in the Taihang Mountains is steep and narrow, rugged and steep, comparable to Hangu Pass. It is really a one-man pass, but there is no way to open it. Yang Duanhe once sent people to attack the Zhao army guarding Jingxing Road, but the casualties were severe and he returned in vain.

The Zhao army did not leave Jingxing Pass at all. They let the Qin army provoke him and honestly acted as a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle.

"The Zhao army was unable to leave in seclusion, but their weapons, food and grass were transported from the hinterland of Zhao."

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Li Bi, Meng Bao and others were still confused.

Jing Su did not continue to explain in detail. Things came from secrets. Some plans were not suitable for too many people to know.

"I heard that excellent generals only care about solving problems, not complaining. After receiving military orders, they should think about how to complete the task and win!"

Meng Tian could see that these generals under his command were still far from becoming a true famous general.

"Zuo Shuchang gave me a month to prepare. In this month, Li Bi, Luo Jia, Meng Hu and Meng Bao led the knights to take turns to challenge the Zhao army on Jingxing Road!" At the end of the military discussion, Meng Tian issued an ordinary but somewhat confusing order: "Remember, siege is not allowed!"

Yang Duanhe had already sent someone to provoke Zhao's army, but if Zhao's army didn't come out, the Qin army had no choice.

In the days that followed, Meng Tian's cavalry took turns to go. The daily task was to run to Jingxing Pass and greet Zhao Jun's mother, sister and sister in Guanzhong accent.

A gentleman did not act. Qin Jun scolded the hotpot, but he refused to attack the city and did not even have any tentative actions.

"General, the Qin army is here to curse again?" A Zhao army soldier hurriedly came to report at the Zhao army camp.

"What are you scolding today?" Zhao Tong asked lazily on the thick and soft couch, pillowing on the singer's jade legs.

"This..." the soldier stumbled.

"I'll blame you if you say anything, I won't blame you." Zhao Tong stretched out a hand and touched the songbird's gauze without caring about it at all.

The soldier quickly lowered his head, and the singer's naked look appeared in his mind, and he was envious. Zhao Tong was pretty good to the soldiers, but as a nobleman, Zhao Tong seemed arrogant and was in the military camp, but he had to make some elegant things out. Less than half a month after he arrived here, Zhao Tong brought several singers from Handan.

The Zhao army soldiers feasted their eyes. When it was late at night, there were more soldiers wiping guns in secret.

"The Qin army carved a general's image with wood, wearing a woman's clothes, and her crotch was also carved into a woman's thing..." At this point, the soldier secretly glanced at the singer on the couch and thought to himself, that thing was really carved vividly, and it turned out that the woman's underneath was like that.

Secretly swallowing, the soldier continued, "The Qin soldiers were scolding the general's statue. No, it was the wooden statue, saying that the general was not a man, but a woman. If it were a man, he would take out the things under his crotch and let everyone take a look. They also said that even if the general had that guy, he would still have a silver-shaped gun head. If he was not a useful person, he would have lost it with a whoosh......"

"Enough!" Zhao Tong stood up, kicked the soldier on the shoulder, kicked him to the ground, and stomped him a few times: "I will ask you to report on the military situation and tell you to say it in such a detailed way. Do you think you are a storyteller in Handan City!"

Zhao Tong had read military books. Qin Jun deliberately provoked and scolded him for his ancestors for eighteen generations, but Qin Jun made fun of him for his impotence. No matter how calm the person was, he was a little angry and embarrassed.

During the Battle of Handan, Zhao Tong was only twelve years old and had just begun to be the age of a pillar. He was surprised and became a fast gunner since then.

By the way, why did the Qin army know about such a secret matter? After Zhao Tong finished venting, he squeezed the singer's gaze hard before leaving the guard's room.

"After exercising my hands and feet, I feel much more comfortable!" Zhao Tong's hand stroked across the tip of his nose, smelling the remaining fragrance of a woman's body, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Although I'm angry, I'm still far from being fooled and leading troops to fight!"
Chapter completed!