The army went all the way westward and walked very fast. It only took two days to leave Yangzhou, and then passed through Yuzhou and Ningzhou.

On the way, He Ruiming received an urgent imperial decree from 800 li to promote him to be the Minister of Military Affairs, the General of Dingxi, and fully preside over the battle against the enemy in the four states of Yang, Yu, Rong, and Ning.

Even this rabble group got a resounding designation, Dingbo Army. The court hopes that this army can calm the tide and reverse the crisis.

The original team of more than 10,000 people has expanded to more than 50,000 people in a few days with the addition of the garrison troops and township groups from all over the world.

He Ruiming, known to the outside world as an army of 100,000 people, used the banner of Dingbo Army with his sword pointing at Wulan, and directed the army to march forward in a mighty way without concealing its whereabouts at all.

This group, mainly organized by the officials of the four states and the wealthy businessmen and landlords, has sufficient supplies along the way, even dry food such as meat, and everyone has a share, and the further westward, the more weapons and armor. The more you come, the better you get.

The arsenals everywhere have been opened, and this army of cannon fodder is frantically arming at almost any cost.

Because the situation is exactly as He Ruiming said, these tens of thousands of people will be the only reinforcements that can be organized in the western region within two months.

After being ravaged by the Ulan Iron Cavalry for a long time, officials and people in the three western states all agree that they will die if they do not resist.

The Ulan people don’t even spare pigs, horses, cattle and sheep, let alone people. On the Ulan Prairie, slaves are a commodity that can be traded just like cattle and sheep. In the land of the Dacheng Dynasty, slavery has been abolished for nearly a thousand years.

At night, the army camped outside a small county called Weiyuan, and a tent covered with tung oil stood up in a continuous manner.

The county magistrate even personally brought the people of the city to reward them, making rice in a pot, which was very lively.

"Brother Zhang."

Ji Ping was carrying two cowhide pouches and two oil paper bags in his hands, and saw Yunsu sitting on a low hill from a distance, and came over.

In the past few days, Ji Ping from Wushan Sword Palace finally got in touch with Yun Su, who was not very gregarious, and from time to time asked for some kendo stuff.

Yunsu originally wanted to study Ji Ping and Ye Ning to see how they were related to the fact that the ancient tree in the void behind the longevity cloud had grown green shoots, so he pushed the boat and gave some pointers.

Ji Ping's aptitude was pretty good in the first place, and it was similar to that of Ye Ning, but he was cautious in nature, mature and prudent, and his actual age was only twenty-five years old.

In this way, even if Yunsu didn't give any instructions, he just answered some of the questions he encountered in martial arts and swordsmanship, allowing Ji Ping to make great progress.

After these eight days, the sword intent in his body had a faint sign of complete comprehension.

By that time, with the fifth-level swordsmanship cultivation, he would be able to compete evenly with the seventh-level Jianghu experts.

On the other hand, Ye Ning didn't know why he was very close to the one-armed swordsman. He could get some advice from time to time in the past few days, and his left-handed sword was also getting better.

"Brother Zhang, I just went to the city to buy some burning knives and a few catties of soy sauce beef, just to have a drink with you."

It is natural that alcohol is prohibited in the military camp, but it is not so strict with these sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, only that each person is required to drink no more than two kilograms per day.

For some masters with deep internal strength, it is even easier to force wine with luck, so it has no effect.

"This wine is strong enough."

Yunsu tore off the cork, and a strong aroma of white wine came, and after taking a sip, it was almost fifty degrees. The beef is even more delicious in sauce, and the two of them each eat and drink.

Not long after, the camp started to have dinner. The smoke from the cooking wafted up, the white mist filled the mountains and forests, and the small town was twilight.

"The country is picturesque, it would be even better if the world was at peace. The army will arrive near Hantian City in two days, and I don't know what will be waiting for the Dingbo army ahead."

Ji Ping sighed and took a sip of wine.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. What should come, it will come."

Yunsu has been watching the movements of He Ruiming for the past few days. When Jinwu General Dai Tianlan's 200,000 men rushed to Dayuecheng, they saw a burning ruin.

The ghost commander Turdo ordered the city to be abandoned in advance, and set a fire, which completely burned the food that was not much but could not be taken away and the forage as high as a mountain.

A group of tens of thousands of Ulan iron cavalry attacked the Western Expedition Army overnight. After the Western Expedition Army suffered a small defeat, in order not to be continuously harassed by the cavalry, they had to hide in the ruined Dayue City.

The messenger was cut off, so Dai Tianlan ordered He Ruiming to speed up the march through the flying pigeon.

His plan was to reorganize the army in the ruins of Dayuecheng, kill the horses to cook, take a break, and then return to Hantiancheng, unite with the Dingbo army, gather an army of 300,000 troops, and encircle the Turduo 100,000 iron cavalry of Hantiancheng.

However, He Ruiming felt that things would not go so smoothly because he had great distrust of the national master Zhiyang. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Prince of Wulan to personally conquer Dayuecheng, leading 80,000 iron cavalry like tigers and wolves. , surrounded Dayuecheng.

The Ulan Iron Cavalry repeatedly attacked Dayue City, but did not break in. Even at night, when the Dacheng Army had just fallen asleep, the war drums were pounding, and the iron hooves were loud, and the Ulan Iron Cavalry began to charge again.

As a result, the Dacheng army was short of food and grass, water and food, and was repeatedly harassed. Dai Tianlan tried to break through three times, and the first time he relied on the powerful bows and chariots far superior to the Ulan people to kill the enemy. Nearly 10,000 people, although they were finally forced to return to Da Yue City, it was considered a great victory.

However, the second and third breakout failed because the soldiers were too tired, starved, lacked water, consumed too much arrows, and could not get supplies. In the end, they failed to break through and were completely trapped in Dayuecheng.

"General Dai Tianlan I was famous, and he was a family of military marquis. He had 200,000 divisions of tigers and wolves. Who would have thought that one defender, Qin Boyi, would ruin all the good situations."

Yunsu listened to Ji Ping's sighs, but didn't say it. Once the cultivators were involved in this mortal war, there would be too many unreasonable things.

Zhiyang Zhenren's best move is that he has been lurking since a hundred years ago. The world knows his true face. There used to be only one person, and that was Zhang Yifan. people.

In the eyes of the Wawu School and the emperor, this real Zhiyang, who was born and bred in the Dacheng Dynasty, had extraordinary talent and became the head of a generation with his strength, and then offered the elixir of life and became a national teacher.

There are cultivators in the state of Wulan, as well as in the Dacheng Dynasty.

Although I don't know the strength of the Wulan Kingdom, but in Yunsu's opinion, the Mang Mountain Sword Sect is seven or eight thousand miles away and can still hold down the Beidan Kingdom and deter the Qianling Sect. It is also a sword repair sect, and its strength must be extremely strong.

If Wulan Kingdom sent an expert in a dignified manner and wanted to invade the court and subvert the army, he might be killed by Feijian before he even made a move. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

This can also explain why Zhiyang Zhenren tried his best to sneak in, and then used the Tile House School as his jumping foot to become the national teacher of the Dacheng Dynasty.

It's like wearing an invisible treasure to do things under the eyes of the Sushan Sword Sect. It seems to be very dangerous, but in fact the most dangerous place is actually safe.

In the past few days, Yunsu has seen a sword light coming from the southeast, heading for the border gate, and the strength is strong. One of them has at least the swordsmanship of the Jindan period. He must have smelled the conspiracy of Hantian City. investigating.

Under normal circumstances, these immortal gates will not interfere in the mortal world, and they will not be easily used by the court, but if they smell the conspiracy of the practitioners to bring chaos to the world, they will come very quickly.

"Brother Zhang, look at the fog in Weiyuan, it's much bigger than the fog in our Wushan Mountain."

Ji Ping felt a little drunk, rubbed his eyes, and felt that the army's garrison, which was still covered in smoke, couldn't really see it.

The fog is no different from the heavy fog that is common in the mountains in peacetime. It is non-toxic and tasteless, and it is particularly rich.

The fog did not disperse, nor did it head towards Weiyuan County not far away, but undulating along the mountain, surrounding the Dingbo Army's garrison.

And when most people saw it, they just thought it was because the mountain fog was a little thicker, and they didn't care too much.

Yunsu smiled lightly, ate a piece of fat and thin beef in sauce, and said, "This fog is like a fig leaf for some people. If the fog is not big enough, how can those ghost tricks come to the stage?"

Ji Ping suddenly woke up when he heard the words, the slight drunkenness was gone, and he used his internal strength to force out the last bit of wine, and he also understood.

The catastrophe of the Dingbo army came quietly.