Murong Fu slapped the table and said: "I will give you 50,000 elite cavalry, of which 30,000 will be led by you, Yao Xiong, and the other 20,000 will be led by Yao Gu and Wei Liangcheng respectively!"
"Where are Yao Gu and Wei Liangcheng?"
Murong Fu shouted.
"The general is here!"
"The general is here!"
Yao Gu and Wei Liangcheng walked out from the Yao family army.
"Although you two each lead 10,000 elite cavalry, you must fully obey the orders of Commander Yao and must not act without authorization!"
Hearing Murong Fu's words, Yao Gushang was a little confused, but Wei Liangcheng already agreed.
Helpless, Yao Gu could only take the order first.
Yao Xiong was naturally dissatisfied with Murong Fu's actions. He had clearly assigned 50,000 elite cavalry to him, but why did he have to divide the military power to restrict himself? ?.?????.???
Is not this contradictory?
Or is it that the other party intends to suppress it?
But if it was a deliberate plot, why would he let his younger brother lead 10,000 elite soldiers?
Could it be that they were deliberately trying to drive a wedge between their brothers?
Thinking of this, Yao Xiong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, feeling that Murong Fu's move was too vicious!
However, this time Yao Xiong misunderstood Murong Fu!
The reason why he wanted to divide the 20,000 elite cavalry between Yao Gu and Wei Liangcheng was just to let Wei Liangcheng show his abilities on the battlefield so that he could gain a foothold in the army as soon as possible.
As for Yao Gu's 10,000 fine cavalry, it was to divert Yao Xiong's attention, lest the two brothers gang up to target Wei Liangcheng, and even do some tricks to kill his own general.
Despite their age, these two brothers are so good that they wish they could wear the same pants, but as long as they are separated, no matter how good the relationship is, it will not be as stable as before with the intervention of outsiders.
Murong Fu's move was just to protect Wei Liangcheng, not really to alienate them.
Such a trick can only fool these two veterans for a while at most, but it will not last long.
After discussing with everyone the changes in the military situation, everyone performed their duties and left separately.
Yao Xiong led the Yao army to the front line, while Zhong Shizhong led the Pingrong army to guard the passes to prevent people from the Liao army who were familiar with water from sneaking into the position.
Murong Fu and Zhe Keshi stayed in the main camp to coordinate and respond at any time.
"Your Majesty, my son has learned literature and martial arts since he was a child, which can enhance the reputation of his family for seven generations. Can you please give me a chance to make meritorious deeds?"
After the Yao Zhong family left, Zhe Keshi came to recommend his son Zhe Yanzhi to Murong Fu without any scruples.
Murong Fu remembered that the generals of the Zhe family were no less famous than the generals of the Yang family in history. He saw that Zhe Yan had an extraordinary temperament. He had the fortitude of a warrior and the restraint of a famous literary figure. material.
"It would be a pity to have such a talented person in the army. Let's do this! Let him go to Liaodong to join the rebel army and bring a letter written by me. Someone will make proper arrangements by then."
What the rebel army lacks most now is the generals who can lead the troops in battle. For example, Yue Laosan and Feng Bo evil are both reckless men. Strictly speaking, they cannot reach the level of generals at all. The only ones who can be called superior generals are Han Baizhan is just one person.
Even Zongze can only be a handsome man, not a good general.
If he were to lead the troops to fight, he would be no weaker than Han Baizhan, who was familiar with military art, but if he was allowed to go into battle to kill the enemy, it would be a bit difficult!
Therefore, after seeing that Zhe Yanzhi could be a good general, Murong Fu planned to draw him into his camp.
Zhe Keshi knew that joining the rebel army meant that his son would become Murong Fu's confidant. He was so excited that he quickly pulled him to kowtow and kneel to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu received a courtesy from the two of them, and then wrote a letter, asking Zheyan to hand it over to Zongze, the leader of the rebel army, after he was detained by the rebel army.
For safety reasons, Murong Fu also sent people from Shadow Tower to escort him to Juxian Manor.
In the step of transporting talents to Liaodong, Juxianzhuang can already achieve 100% safety, which is much more secure than if he goes alone!
Seeing Murong Fu's thoughtful arrangements, Zhe Keshi felt indescribable gratitude.
If the Murong family can really win the world in the future, it will definitely be a glorious event for their Dangxiang family. With it, the Murong family will also rise and prosper for a hundred years.
Three days later, a carriage drove towards the military camp from a distance.
"Who is coming? Stop and dismount!"
The Song soldiers who were guarding the military camp couldn't help but become vigilant when they saw the carriage suddenly approaching.
The driver of the horse didn't seem to panic when faced with Song Bing's scolding. He just said to the people in the carriage behind him: "Girl, Song Camp is here!"
"Thank you!"
The two words of tenderness and innocence were softly spat out from the carriage, like fairy music, carried by the wind, making people forget all their worries.
As a white and tender jade hand slowly lifted the curtain, a woman in green clothes, who was more beautiful than ever, with a gentle face, walked slowly down.
A delicate melon-seed face, the skin is as bright as snow, and the beauty is exquisite. The flower-like jade face is filled with joy from the bottom of the heart, and there is a smile in the corner of the mouth, which makes people feel happy and moved at the first sight.
The officers and soldiers of the Song Army who were guarding the barracks had never seen such an extremely gentle beauty from the south of the Yangtze River. Twenty or thirty people were all stunned, staring at the fairy-like woman in green in front of them, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the other party would... Disappear.
Abi took in everyone's expressions, her pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, her lips and teeth opened slightly, and she asked in a very clear and sweet voice: "May I ask if King Yan is in the army? The little girl's name is Abi. He is a subordinate of Prince Yan's Mansion, can I ask some of the military brothers to inform you?"
When they heard that they were from Prince Yan's Mansion, the soldiers of the Song Army immediately stopped their attention and did not dare to look any further.
One of them said: "Girl, wait here for a moment, I'll report it right away!"
Thinking of it, no one dared to pretend to be a member of the King of Yan in such an important military place, so the Song soldiers were not worried about causing trouble.
Abi waited patiently outside. The driver was from the Murong family. Seeing the scorching sun in the sky, he hurriedly took out an umbrella and held it for her.
Seeing this, Abi smiled back at him sheepishly.
The coachman was only in his twenties and was in his prime of life. When he saw Abi pouting at him and smiling, he blushed and his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel infinite satisfaction in his chest, as if even if he died for her at this moment, he would willingly.
Fortunately, not long after, Murong Fu, who learned of Abi's arrival, immediately put down the important military affairs at hand and came to greet her outside the military camp in person.
When he saw the beautiful figure bathed in the sun, Murong Fu's troubled heart seemed to be purified in an instant, and a vague image of Abi accompanying him while rowing on Taihu Lake appeared in his eyes.
At that time, she was still an ignorant young girl, but she didn't want to grow up in the blink of an eye.
After so many years, I have been running around for the revival of Dayan. Why have I never thought of stopping and nostalgic for the warmth and beauty of the past?
He just said, "Today is neither what it used to be, nor what it will be in the future." Looking at the beauty in front of me, it seems that it is not too late.
