Baihe originally belonged to King Fu, but because it was across the Qinling Mountains, King Fu was determined to run Chang'an, so it was later occupied by King Ping. It's just that the mountains are high and the roads are far away, so King Ping didn't pay much attention to it, and only a few hundred troops were stationed there.
Gui Yunzheng asked Xu Lang to make a roundabout way across the Baihe River, because he expected that there would be troops guarding the Han River in Yunyang, making it difficult to cross.
As he expected, when Xu Lang and his party arrived at the mouth of the Baishi River at night, the surrounding fields were quiet. The Baishi River, which was approaching the dry season, could be crossed with a horse.
In order not to alert others, Xu spent a lot of money to hire a few locals to lead the way, and the group quietly followed the Baishi River and left Baihe County. At that time, it was already the next day, and Xu Lang ordered the soldiers to camp on the spot and take a rest.
Before dawn, the soldiers set off.
The horseshoes wrapped in cotton cloth were not too loud. They moved as fast as the wind, bypassing fields and villages, avoiding the bustling markets. After a while, they gradually approached Yunyang.
On the way, even if they met ordinary people or a few sergeants guarding the road, they would get out of the way in panic, wondering where such a murderous cavalry came from.
The defense scope of Yunyang is not too wide. Meng Ye tightly controls the line of Han River and defends Yunyang City. On the contrary, it is loose on the outside. In this way, Xu Lang and others felt like they were in a deserted place.
Before noon, Xu Lang could faintly see the city wall of Yunyang.
The time was about the same as expected. Xu Lang sighed softly, but Qingqi was better at fighting in the field and rushing to attack the city was not his strength. The next step would have to be like this.
"Come, guard this road strictly, don't let anyone in. After half an hour, depending on the general's signal and arrow, use all your strength to break the city!"
As he said that, Xu Lang had changed into casual clothes and carried a sword across his back.
At this time, they were on a hill one mile away from Yunyang City. When they heard Xu Lang's arrangement, the generals immediately lowered their horses and everyone fell silent.
Xu Lang turned around, hugged his fists to the soldiers, and walked towards Yunyang with ten sergeants who had changed into civilian uniforms.
"Are you afraid, brothers?"
As he walked, he asked the sergeant beside him.
"Don't be afraid. General Xu dared to be in General Tongguan's mansion that day. What a hero he was! Since we are the general's subordinates, how dare we say the word fear?"
The sergeants only want to conquer the city and make achievements, so where is the word fear?
"Haha, these are my Xu Lang's soldiers!"
Xu Lang was also somewhat proud of himself.
These sergeants were carefully selected by him. They are agile and especially good at close combat.
After a few people walked for a while, a checkpoint was in front of them. Looking at it, Yunyang City was very close at hand. After the checkpoint, there are several tall towers that look like lookout posts, almost as high as a city wall. On top, there are soldiers patrolling back and forth vigilantly.
"Hey, who is coming!"
Sure enough, the sergeant guarding the card shouted with a knife.
It turns out that with the recent war, the people inside and outside Yunyang City hid as much as they could, and avoided those who could. Anyone who dares to come to Yunyang City blatantly must have a road note signed by Meng Ye himself. Where did Xu Lang know about this section?
"Hehe, Master Jun, we are from Baihe and came to Yunyang to visit relatives."
Xu Lang smiled and walked forward, wanting to get close.
However, in the view of the card guard sergeant, this method is really clumsy.
In extraordinary times, people can't hide and no one comes to visit relatives!
Knives, guns, swords, spears, the weapons of the soldiers guarding the card were quickly drawn.
"Don't come here. In my opinion, you might be spies. If you take another step, don't blame the military men for being ruthless!"
At this time, the dark-faced military master stretched out his iron spear to Xu Lang, telling him to stop there.
The atmosphere was instantly awkward.
"Okay, easy to say, easy to say!"
Several steps away, hundreds of enemy troops, Xu Lang replied with a smile, but his feet were still and he did not retreat.
