Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 371 Where are you going (monthly pass plus 6)

Fu Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "We often have conflicts with Ma Jiaen's people. It's normal to fight seven or eight times a day, but it's all hand-to-hand combat. At first, Chunyu Ding would run to see it, but later he was too lazy to come. Although there was some movement today. Big, but he probably wouldn't know that you killed Ma Jiaen."

   Zhao Hanzhang felt that this reason was too far-fetched, "I have eight thousand soldiers and horses roaring here, so his scouts can't detect such a big movement?"

Fu Zheng was amused by her, and his heart became a little heavier. He explained: "Ma Jiaen is domineering, this is his line of defense, Chunyu Ding can't get past him, and he is always spying on the situation here, and he knows that I will not have it. The reinforcements have no courage to break through..."

Fu Zhen sighed slightly when he said this, and said disappointedly, "It's me that I'm not decisive enough, anyway, he knows that as long as he guards the pass at the other end and doesn't let me go back and take another route to Yuzhou, he naturally won't pay more attention to things here. "

   In this case, Zhao Hanzhang decided to clean up properly.

  Everyone is very tired from the hasty march for two days.

   So she borrowed the food and grass from the Ma family's army, let people cook rice in a pot, and fed the horses a good meal, and the soldiers were full.

The smoke from the cooking was lifted into the air, and Chunyu's army, who was twenty miles away, could see it clearly. Lieutenant General Zhao Ran felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to report to Chunyuding, "General, the amount of cooking smoke over there is not quite right, it seems to have increased by a few. The cost of a thousand people,"

  The weather was already getting colder, Chunyuding didn't want to leave the tent, so he raised his head lazily and said, "The Huns have retreated, and the prince surrounded Gou Xi, and they will get rid of the serious troubles in a few days. Most of them are happy to celebrate."

  Zhao Ran: "It's impossible to cost more than a few thousand people. I just took a closer look. The number of extra cooking smoke is almost the cost of 6,000 people."

   At this moment, the smoke has not completely dissipated, which means that this is an incomplete statistics, and he thinks that the number of people on the opposite side is even more.

   Chunyu Ding said indifferently: "Then maybe the King of the East Sea has sent reinforcements."

   Zhao Ran thinks it is not, "Fu Zhen is not a good general, he has no ability to lead troops, and these 20,000 people have no combat experience. We can trap him for five days. Why should we send reinforcements?"

   "Then it can't be that Yuzhou and Luoyang sent reinforcements to Fu Zhi?" Chunyuding asked, "Can Yuzhou send reinforcements now? Does Luoyang have reinforcements for Fu Zhi?"

   Zhao Ran stopped talking.

  Although the Huns have retreated, Yuzhou should still be in a state of being overwhelmed by themselves. In Luoyang, the emperor and his followers may all belong to the King of the East Sea. How could there be reinforcements for Fu Zhen?

   Chunyu Ding waved his hand indifferently and said, "It's time for us to have dinner too. Let's bury the pot and make rice. Don't worry about other people's cooking."

   But Zhao Ran was still a little uneasy in his heart, and bowed: "Please give me some soldiers and horses, General, I'll go check it out, it's good if nothing happens, and if something happens, we can respond in time."

   Chunyu Ding felt that he was too troublesome and frowned, but agreed, and waved: "Go."

   Zhao Ran responded, went out and ordered a team of soldiers and horses and then moved forward.

  Because there is Fu Zhi's army in the middle, they need to go around from the side to probe forward.

This is a small road in the mountains, and you can pass a group of people. In fact, it is not a secret. The three armies are well aware of it. For example, Fu Zhi also sent scouts to keep an eye on the two armies. As long as it is not too much, everyone will turn a blind eye. Close your eyes when you can't see.

   Anyway, they are not mortal enemies, they can even be regarded as a family.

   As long as Fu Zheng doesn't want to take people away from this path, it's fine.

  Fu Zhen also thought, but the road is too small to walk so many people.

   When Zhao Ran brought people to Ma Jiajun's place, Zhao Hanzhang and the others had already had enough to eat, and it was almost dark.

  The soldiers had enough to eat and drink, and also spread out their hands and feet to rest for an hour. She stood up and said to Fu Zhi, "Grandfather Fu, you can leave now."

  Fu Zhen was taken aback, "Now?"

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Now."

  Fu Zheng was silent for a while, and without asking any further questions, he got up and let someone tell the army to pack up and set off.

   He looked at Fu Tinghan, who was standing silently by the side, and then looked at Zhao Hanzhang, and sighed involuntarily: "I never thought that you could do this, Sanniang..."

   Zhao Hanzhang raised his head and smiled at him.

  Fu Zhen was silent. At this moment, he was a little confused.

   When he betrothed to his grandson and Zhao Hanzhang, he made assumptions about their future. He only hoped that they could live and help each other to live better in this world.

   He never thought that Zhao Hanzhang would become the prefect of Yuzhou, and looking at her, the prosperity of her military power was beyond his expectations.

   At this moment, Fu Zheng opened his mouth, finally swallowed all the words, just nodded to the two of them and turned to leave.

   "Grandfather," Fu Tinghan stopped him and said when he turned around, "I took a word for myself, called Tinghan."

  Fu Zhen was stunned for a moment and then said, "You wrote to me and I already know."

  Fu Zhen turned around and left. This time, he didn't stop or look back. Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan stood together and watched him walk away, feeling that his back was a little ragged.

  The two looked at each other, and Zhao Hanzhang said, "You go first with someone, I'll break it later."

  Fu Tinghan nodded and only instructed, "Be careful."

Fu Zhi took his 20,000 soldiers and horses to take a step first, and then Fu Tinghan took some of their soldiers and horses to leave the Ma Jiajun who had just captured them. When Chunyuding received the news from Zhao Ran, he rushed with his soldiers and horses. When they arrived, what they saw was the Zhao family army standing quietly in the dark night.

The torches were lit, and there was one person holding a torch. Zhao Hanzhang only left a thousand cavalry, and more than a hundred torches were lit in the dark night, but because of the dispersion, people could not see how many people there were outside the flames. .

  Chunyu Ding, who was chasing with the army, saw that he subconsciously restrained the horse, then narrowed his eyes and looked forward, not daring to approach.

   Zhao Ran shouted boldly, "Who's in front?"

   He saw something different from a distance on the mountain at that time, and only knew that a strange team had come, which should be supporting Fu Zhi, because he saw them standing together.

   And the Ma Jiajun didn't react at all, and was surrounded by the new team and Fu Zhi's army.

   Zhao Ran felt bad at that time, so he immediately turned around and went back to Chunyuding to report.

   Chunyu Ding didn't want to believe Zhao Ran, but he also knew that Zhao Ran would not lie to him, so he ordered troops to rush over.

   When he passed Fu Zhi's camp, he found that it was empty, and his heart was cold. When he caught up to see this army, he didn't dare to go forward for a while because he couldn't figure out the opponent's bottom line.

Zhao Hanzhang rode on the horse, next to Zhao Erlang. The two sat on the horse and quietly watched Chunyuding who came over. Hearing Zhao Ran's question, Zhao Hanzhang laughed lightly, kicked the horse's stomach and took two steps forward. He moved the torch closer so that the other party could see her face.

Because the firelight approached, the horse under her seat moved, Zhao Hanzhang reached out and touched its neck, comforted it, raised his head, and looked at Chunyuding under the dim firelight, "General Chunyu, Zhao Hanzhang, the prefect of Yuzhou, is here. Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

   (end of this chapter)