"Your Majesty, please look," Sima Ru pointed to the front and said, "This is the Wujiang Camp."
Jiang Fan looked around and saw camps scattered around, flags blazing, large troops training, and sergeants patrolling.
"Well-organized and dignified, he is indeed worthy of being a great soldier of Chu!"
Jiang Fan couldn't help but praise.
Sima Ru stroked his beard and said: "Although Yinglu has some flaws in his character, his leadership is truly the best in the world. Because of his outstanding military exploits, he was awarded the title of Marquis of Julu. He is as famous as Xia Houchun, the commander-in-chief of Wei State. There are Yinglu in the south, Yinglu in the north, The title of Xiahou."
Jiang Fan was a little curious: "So what level does it mean to be high?"
Sima Ru's hand stroking his beard stagnated slightly: "...it's hard to say about this person. But everyone in the world regards him as the killer of gods and mentu, with a great reputation. Yinglu is a ruthless person, and when he meets Gao Qishang I don’t know, but I, Marshal Xiahou, am really worried about how tall he is.”
"Tsk tsk..." Jiang Fan couldn't help but smacked his lips. Since he entered the Qin Dynasty, he has had the least contact with Gao Jie, but he has often heard of his ferocious power. Not only among the soldiers, but also among the people, he is the master of stopping children from crying.
"Your Majesty, let's go down. We are so close to the Chinese army's tent. The scouts must have discovered us long ago."
"Oh?" Jiang Fan asked in an interesting tone, "Then Yinglu didn't send anyone to greet him?"
Sima Ru's eyes were as usual, "If I were alone, Marshal Ying would have already come to greet me..."
"Huh?" Jiang Fan was stunned: "What do you mean, I'm not a welcome person."
Sima Ru chuckled: "I can't tell if I'm going to show off my power."
Showing off his power... Jiang Fan held his chin and said with a strange look: "This guy is really quite unbearable."
Ying Wuming was impatient: "Sir, what are you waiting for? Let's go there quickly."
Jiang Fan thought for a while and suddenly smiled strangely: "No, let's go."
"Leave?" Not only was Ying Wuming confused, Sima Ru was also stunned.
Jiang Fan snapped his fingers: "Yes, turn around and go!"
The next moment, Ying Wuming was confused, but Sima Ru showed a smile.
…
"Young Master..." Ying Wuming muttered dissatisfiedly: "Didn't we agree to it, why are we leaving before we get there..."
Sima Ru shook his head and laughed: "Master Chao, your master is trying to show off to that Yinglu."
"Huh?" Ying Wuming rubbed his head, a little confused.
Sima Ru said: "I think Marshal Ying has received my letter a long time ago. He deliberately did not send anyone to greet him or hold any ceremony. His intention was to make the prince look bad."
"To put it bluntly, you just look down on me, the idle king." Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Ying Wuming was furious: "That's even more important. I'll beat him to death!"
Jiang Fan:......
"Young Master Chao, don't be impatient. It would be a shame if Yinglu let the prince go away so easily."
Ying Wuming still didn’t quite understand.
Jiang Fan smiled strangely: "Look, I can't hold it in anymore."
Sure enough, there was a rumble of hoofbeats behind them, and a group of powerful cavalry rushed towards them like the wind.
"Master Sima stays behind, King Xiaoyao stays behind!"
A general galloped on his horse and shouted loudly.
Sima Ru looked at Jiang Fan: "If you talk about this evil intention, the prince is still much better than Yinglu."
Jiang Fan said: "I'm just being petty."
Sima Ru:......
The knight galloped forward and reined in his horse. The knights behind him also stopped running at the same time. The whole team of cavalry moved like a raging wind and fire, but they were able to stop in an orderly manner. Jiang Fan still admired Yinglu's ability to manage the army.
The burly armored warrior jumped off his horse and hugged his fists heavily: "But in front of King Xiaoyao of Great Qin and the Imperial Master of Wei?"
Sima Ru took a step forward, "It's me and His Highness Prince Xiaoyao."
The general clasped his fists, nodded and said in salute: "The last general, Yinghu, has met the national master and the prince."
Sima Ru said calmly: "General Yinghu doesn't need to be polite."
The general said: "The commander-in-chief learned that the Imperial Preceptor and the Prince were about to return to the north. He did not expect that His Highness and the Imperial Preceptor would come so quickly. If not for the scout's report, they would have almost missed him. My commander-in-chief has admired His Highness for a long time and hopes to meet him. , I also hope that Your Highness will not pass through the door and not come in, which will make my commander regretful."
He didn't mention anything about the previous correspondence, as if the two of them just passed by by chance.
Jiang Fan shook his head secretly: This Yinglu really wants to save face.
He didn't say anything, but said calmly: "The king and the imperial advisor are just passing through here. The commander-in-chief is busy with military affairs, so it is really inconvenient to disturb them."
Ying Hu said hurriedly: "Commander Father knew that the prince might have passed through the Wujiang camp, so he had already prepared fine wine and food, and was eagerly waiting for it. Just then he heard the report from the scouts, and hurriedly ordered him to come on horseback. I hope the prince will not let my family down. The commander-in-chief is very kind to you."
Handsome father? Jiang Fan was stunned.
Sima Ru said: "Your Majesty, General Yinghu is the eldest son of the commander-in-chief, and he is appointed as the vanguard general."
The general revealed his identity at this time, obviously showing his sincerity.
Jiang Fan nodded slightly: "It turns out that he is the legitimate son of Young Master Ying. Since the commander-in-chief is sincere, I have no choice but to shamelessly harass him. Young Master Ying, please lead the way."
"please!"
A thousand cavalry escorted the chariot and drove slowly into the camp.
I saw hundreds of honor guards lined up waiting at the entrance. A tall and thin armored general at the front was waiting eagerly.
The carriage and horses stopped, Sima Ru and Jiang Fan got out of the car, and heard the general laugh: "King Xiaoyao and the Imperial Master are here, Yinglu is so lucky!"
Sima Ru slowly stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Well, Commander, we meet again." He stepped aside to let Jiang Fan go: "This is King Xiaoyao of Great Qin, His Highness Jiang Fan."
Yinglu hurriedly took a step forward: "Oh, it is rumored that King Xiaoyao is a talented young man, and today I saw that he is indeed well-deserved."
Jiang Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with long eyebrows and deep eyes, an eagle nose and sharp lips, who gave off a sinister and cold air when he stood there, and slightly clasped his fists: "I'm sorry to bother you, Commander, don't blame me."
"Hey! Where is it?" Yinglu said with a smile: "The handsome young hero Xiaoyao Wang has been admired by me for a long time. I have talked about the prince many times with the national preceptor a few days ago. I am looking forward to meeting you. Today I finally got my wish. "
He spoke enthusiastically and laughed loudly, but Jiang Fan always felt very awkward, because although he was smiling, his face had no proper expression, just like playing cards, which was completely incompatible with talking and laughing. I don’t know if it’s natural or what happened.
However, the etiquette was fulfilled after all, and Jiang Fan responded naturally: "I have heard for a long time that the commander is brave and good at fighting, and that he can command the troops well. The heroes of Southern Chu are led by the commander Ying. I saw him today, and he is indeed extraordinary."
"Hahaha..." Yinglu laughed loudly: "Your Majesty, thank you for the reward. The wine has been prepared in the big tent. Your Majesty, the Imperial Master, please come inside."
"Commander please."
The three of them chatted and laughed and walked hand in hand to the Chinese army's tent.
Yinglu's tent is very spacious, even if it can accommodate one or two hundred people, it will be easy.
There were more than twenty generals lined up on both sides of the large tent, and there were a wide variety of food and wine. There was a large table with three brocade piers at the top, presumably the chairman's seat.
Seeing the three people coming in, all the generals stood up and clasped their fists: "I've seen the prince, I've seen the master."
Yinglu stretched out his hand to signal, asking the two of them to take their seats.
