My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 99 Granary
The wind and sand outside Yanshan Pass swept across, and the tents were blown and swayed. Wei Wan, dressed in black armor and holding a wooden flag with his fingertips, settled on the sand table: "Northern Shu seems to occupy Yanmen Pass, but judging from the situation in Bingzhou, it is not. not in-depth,"

"It's not what it seems," Rong Xian held a fan with the handle against the edge of the sand table. He looked at the winding wooden flag in front of him with some thoughts, "The granary is in the north."

His long eyelashes were lifted up, and the tails of his eyes were raised: "There is no food stored in Yanmen Pass, and the food that the capital rushes to help is in Bingzhou."

"Where did they... get the food?" Even Qin Wu couldn't help being a little confused, "at this time in the past, they would have run out of ammunition and food. How could they build such a large granary."

"The old friend of Yanmenguan in the past is not Beishu." Wei Wan raised his eyes and opened his mouth, and then narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, with a bit of power, "Look at Beirong, he is very courageous."

"Then we..." Before joining the army, Qin Wu was just a rough man, not as quick-witted as Chen Luo, but he also knew the principle of "food is the paramount necessity of the people", "A fire?"

Wei Wan narrowed his eyes and tapped his index finger on the edge of the sand tray.During her lifetime, she indeed set fire to the Beishu granary and cut off their escape route, but now...

"No," Rong Xian pushed open the folding fan with a flick of his thumb, his eyes raised with interest, "Beishu cannot afford such a large granary, so the reason why it dares not venture in is probably..."

"It's guarding the rear granary for Bei Rong," Wei Wan raised his eyes to meet him, and followed his words, "If there is only Bei Rong, the barren sandy land will not be able to build a granary, but even if Bei Shu has no grain, it can still be built." There are vast grasslands and herds of cattle and sheep."

Wei Wan lowered his eyes and looked to the west of Bingzhou: "What's more, Beirong went down to the three counties of the border town."

"The gang of thieves," Qin Wu spat, "take Lao Tzu's grain to build a granary, and the animals they raised turn to beat Lao Tzu, but if they don't burn the granary, how can they wipe out all the barbarians."

Wei Wan raised his phoenix eyes slightly and looked at the man who covered his eyes with a black jade fan.

Rong Xian looked up as if feeling something, the ends of his eyes were raised, and the corners of his lips covered by the ink jade fan were raised in a smile that was not a smile.

Then, they looked at each other tacitly and exchanged strategies silently.

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The clouds slowly moved over Bingzhou City, the moon was hidden, and the chimes and bone xuns intertwined in the county governor's mansion.

In the hall, Cheng Wen, the prefect of Bingzhou, was sitting at the bottom, holding the dancers one by one, Lin Lu, the garrison of Zijingguan, and Fan Guo, the guard of Juyongguan, were sitting opposite, and Wei Rang was sitting at the top.

Cheng Wen glanced at the leading dancer, and the woman held up her skirt and stepped onto the stone steps with a wink. She held the wine bottle and brought it to Wei Rang's mouth.

Wei Rang was eager for quick success, but he was not greedy for money or lust. He tilted his head and raised his hand to block the wine offered by the dancer girl. He pursed his lips and looked down at Cheng Wen: "Mr. Cheng, the enemy is really in a good mood."

Lin Lu raised the wine bottle, put it on his lips to cover his lips, half covered his long eyelashes, and had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions.

Fan Guo also rejected the beauty who posted up, with wheat-colored skin, showing the toughness of perennial wind and sand, and his sword eyebrows slightly frowned: "The Northern Army is stationed a hundred miles outside the city, and you can see the camp when you climb the tower. Singing and singing every night is really ostentatious."

Lin Lu embraced the beauty with a smile, pulled out a folding fan from his waist, put his arm on his bent knee, and knocked on the long low wooden table: "You two worry too much. Now that the three armies are gathered in Bingzhou, Beirong is not enough to support. You have traveled thousands of miles, now it is good for the brothers to relax."

"Exactly!" Cheng Wen hugged the beauty closer and took a sip, "I am really grateful to all of you who led the troops to help the border towns, so I hereby entertain the three generals. Let us brothers, relax your muscles and bones."

"General Lin is also a military attache," Fan Guo looked at Lin Lu dissatisfied, glanced sideways at the beauty in his arms, and said calmly, "You should know that underestimating the enemy is a taboo."

"General Fan is also a garrison officer," Lin Lu looked at him with a squinted smile, not looking angry, "You should also know how to lead troops and be relaxed."

"Okay." Wei Rang interrupted the two of them, with dark eyes and a condescending look, "Can Sheriff Cheng tell me how many troops are available in Bingzhou?"

Cheng Wen was taken aback for a moment before recovering: "Master, you were joking. The three of you also know the situation in the border town. In the north of Bingzhou, there has always been Yanmen Pass stationed there. The garrison in Bingzhou...is really useless."

Wei Rang couldn't help pursing his lips, and looked at Lin Lu and Fan Guo with a tense jaw: "Where are you two?"

Lin Lu's fan was wrapped around his fingertips, and he looked up with a bit of careless laziness: "I'm sorry for overstepping my bounds, but I dare to ask the young master if you have any plans."

"Naturally, we will face up to the difficulties and drive the enemy away." Wei Rang looked over and frowned slightly when he saw Lin Luye's toneless expression.

Lin Lu let go of the girl he was holding, smiled without saying a word, and immediately picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"No," Fan Guo was stationed at Juyong Pass. He had been weathered by the wind and sand all year round. His appearance was hardened, his temperament was straighter, and his eyes were like an eagle. "The Beirong people are good at riding, the soldiers at Zijin Pass are good at bows, the soldiers at Juyong Pass are good at fighting, and the guards in Bingzhou and Weidu are good at riding." Although the army is in the majority, they have no experience in fighting barbarians. After the archers press, they are easily scattered by the cavalry. Head-on confrontation is not feasible. "

"Then according to Admiral Fan's wishes," Wei Rang looked at Fan Guo. Through his eagle eyes, he felt as if he was being stared at by a bird of prey. "Is it possible that he is hiding in Bingzhou and letting the barbarians attack the city?"

"Master, don't be anxious." Lin Lu pinned the folding fan behind his back and blocked Fan Guo, who was next to him. "Admiral Fan, don't be anxious either."

"The crossbowmen of Zijingguan can stand on top of the city tower within a hundred miles and take the heads of the enemy troops."

Cheng Wen's eyes were slightly cloudy, as if he didn't pay attention to the important things they were talking about, and he was concentrating on feeding each other with the dancer in his arms, and the scene was even more chaotic.

Wei Rang glanced at Yinwu, and almost smoked from his head on the spot: "Cheng Wen! Even if your Bingzhou garrison is useless, at least you have to give me a number."

Cheng Wen, who was suddenly mentioned, raised his eyes in a daze in the gentle village: "About [-]."

Hearing this, Fan Guo frowned more and more: "Although the Wei family has lost Yanmen, it is absolutely impossible that all the 30 garrison troops will be reduced to corpses in the mountains. The remaining troops retreating to the rear should be at least around [-]!"

"What kind of miserable army?" Cheng Wen waved his hands hurriedly, "Since the barbarians attacked Yanmen Pass, there has been no news, and I have not seen the [-] remnant troops."

Holding the wine glass, Lin Lu lowered his long eyelashes, lowered his eyes, pondered what Cheng Wen said, then raised his eyes, looked at him and the beauty in his arms for a while, and smiled leisurely.

It seems that Cheng Wen is not a simple character.

Wei Rang pinched the corner of the table, almost broke it, and pushed away the dancers who kept posting it: "In this case, let the [-] Bingzhou troops be sent to the garrison of Zijingguan, Juyongguan and Weidu, and practice hard. Practice."

(End of this chapter)