An acropolis not far from Zhenjun City.
Outside the city, densely packed soldiers were fighting each other. The intensity of the fighting was so intense that it was difficult to tell the difference. Looking at the posture, it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
Fan Wenzhong and Xie Cang, who were standing on the tower, had been at the forefront, resisting the flying arrows and preventing the soldiers from counterattacking.
The town of Zhenjun was destroyed, but in Fan Wenzhong's heart, some of the burden was somewhat relieved.
Fan Wenzhong could lead the army without any scruples and fight against Ku Shu.
There was no pressure in my heart, and when I took command, I achieved some small victories. In addition, reinforcements from the nearby Nine Cities have been arriving one after another in the past few days.
In terms of numbers, they had the upper hand for a while. As long as they persisted for a while and waited for Kyoto reinforcements to arrive, they could sound the clarion call for counterattack.
Under the city, the battle between the two sides continued. Suddenly, a sharp and rapid bugle sounded in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, Da Rong's army, which had been fighting fiercely with the Daliang border troops just now, immediately left the battlefield and retreated under alternate cover.
Fan Wenzhong was a little stunned when he saw this scene. According to previous fierce battles, it was not the time to withdraw his troops at all, but at this time, the opponent actually withdrew his troops.
Xie Cang came to Fan Wenzhong and asked, "Mr. Fan, what's going on? Is this a trap by Cook's technique? How about I lead a team of people and go to find out what's going on."
Fan Wenzhong thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This shouldn't be a trap. Judging from the way they withdrew, although it was orderly, there was obviously a trace of panic. Something must have happened to them."
"As for leading a part of the army to explore the bottom, let's forget it. We have suffered a lot of casualties. It's better to take a rest at this time. I think it won't take long to know the reason for Cook's withdrawal."
Xie Cang nodded and agreed with Fan Wenzhong's idea. They did have an advantage in numbers.
But in terms of combat effectiveness, even the Ningzhou frontier army still lags behind the Da Rong army. This is a fact that has to be admitted.
The Cook Technique can withdraw troops, no matter what the reason, it is still of great benefit to them.
As time passed, about half a day passed, and a piece of news came, letting Fan Wenzhong, Xie Cang and others know the reason for Ku Shu's withdrawal.
Fan Wenzhong looked at the military report in his hand, with indescribable excitement on his face.
He looked up to the sky and laughed, the kind of laughter that made his beard and eyebrows tremble, and the laughter echoed, and everyone in the lobby could hear it clearly.
Who would have thought that Su Qi'an would have such great abilities, and the surprises brought to him could be described as one after another.
First, the general granary of Ku Shu was burned, causing Ku Shu to have to divide his troops to encircle and suppress them. Being able to divide his troops, it relieved a lot of pressure on them.
This was already a great achievement, and Fan Wenzhong was originally worried about Su Qi'an's situation.
But Su Qi'an brought him such a big surprise. Not only did he conquer a border guard city in Qingzhou, he actually led the slaves in the city to defeat an army of 30,000 people.
In the end, Kushu had to adjust his combat plan and return the entire army for reinforcements.
What happened one by one seemed very coherent, as if it was very easy and normal.
But in fact, everything he did made everyone present have their eyelids jump.
This should not be achieved simply by being bold and careful. What Su Qi'an did during the Ningzhou War gradually highlighted his superb commanding skills.
"Su Qi'an has made great contributions. This contribution ranks first in the entire Ningzhou war. No matter what happens after the war, I have to ask the court for credit and request that Su Qi'an be conferred the title of Marquis."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the lobby, including Zheng Liang who rushed back from the Acropolis attached to the military city, was surprised.
But he did not speak. Even the young masters and princes behind him behaved this time and remained silent.
To be honest, if Su Qi'an's matter is confirmed to be true, it will definitely be more than enough for him to be awarded the title of Marquis. Even if they are dissatisfied, they can only hold it in and say nothing.
In this hall, even their head, Zheng Liang, didn't speak, so what qualifications did they have?
Just because Zheng Liang didn't speak, it didn't mean that no one spoke up to refute.
After a while, a sharp, slightly harsh voice sounded.
"Conning a marquis? We think this is too much to say. General Fan, I think the most urgent task right now is to seize this opportunity to seize Zhenjun City. As for asking for credit, let's talk about it later."
The person who spoke was none other than the Supervisor Wang Xian.
Wang Xian's words immediately turned the lively atmosphere in the lobby into a dull one.
Fan Wenzhong hadn't said anything yet, but Xie Cang beside him couldn't help but speak.
"Wang Jianjun, what do you mean by this? Isn't Mr. Su's work worthy of a marquis title? If Mr. Su is not worthy of it, I don't think anyone present is worthy of receiving military honors. "
"As for taking Zhenjun City? Wang Jianjun, are you kidding me? Cook Shu has withdrawn his troops, but that doesn't mean that Zhenjun City is an empty city. Don't you know how Zhenjun City was lost in the first place!"
"Thank...Thank you, Mr. Marquis, what you said is a bit too much. Are you trying to put the blame for the loss of the city on our family?"
"Although our family is not as good as yours, Marquis Xie, it is definitely not something that can be decided by anyone. When the war is over, His Majesty will decide what conclusion will be drawn. Xie Marquis will not be allowed to rant here."
"Okay, my lord is spewing blood? Okay, I don't need to wait for the war to be over. I will return to Kyoto immediately. I want to see what your majesty decides."
With that said, Xie Cang stepped forward, grabbed Wang Xian's collar, and gestured to take him out of the lobby.
It's no wonder that Xie Cang was so excited and lost his temper. After all, the city of Zhenjun was destroyed. In order to save this piece of shit, his Shanshan Army suffered heavy casualties, with only less than 500 people left.
The Mountain Splitting Army is considered useless.
How could Xie Cang let go of this hatred? If he hadn't taken the overall situation into consideration at that time, he would have wanted to kill this dog eunuch with a knife.
Wang Xian thought that he had His Majesty's support, so he was not afraid of Xie Cang, but this Xie Cang suddenly went crazy.
As the old saying goes, don't act too arrogantly on other people's territory. If you really anger Xie Cang, a madman, and kill him with a knife, you will be unlucky.
"General Fan, you want to take charge of the overall situation. Why are you all standing there, why don't you pull Xie Hou away?" Wang Xian shouted loudly while stopping Xie Cang.
After the two sides struggled for a long time, Fan Wenzhong signaled, and soon, Zheng Liang and other princes quickly stepped forward to separate the two.
Fan Wenzhong understands Xie Cang's psychology. It's OK to let him vent his emotions, but he must not do anything too outrageous.
After all, Wang Xian represents His Majesty the Emperor. If he were to be killed by an accident, it would be a slap in the face of the Emperor.
Looking at the two people pulling away, Fan Wenzhong first patted Xie Cang on the shoulder to express comfort.
Then he turned around and looked at Wang Xian, who looked frightened, and Fan Wenzhong said coldly.
"Whatever I do, it is not your turn to give orders. Wang Jianjun, please remember your identity. Do not overstep your authority on certain matters. Otherwise, the same military law will apply."
"You!" Wang Xian was obviously very angry at Fan Wenzhong's words, but he still held back his temper.
He looked at Fan Wenzhong coldly and said, "Okay, our family is too talkative about today's matter, but what happened today will be reported to the court in detail. How will His Majesty deal with it then? Let alone our family." Be ruthless."
"Please!" Fan Wenzhong was too lazy to talk to Wang Xian anymore, and looked back at the sand table in front of him.
After a moment of silence, he then said, "Kuk Shu's withdrawal will give us a good chance to breathe, but Su Qian's place is in danger."
"Su Qi'an only has so few troops in his hands, yet he dares to go deep alone and make such a big noise. As the coach of Ningzhou, if I can't move forward, I might as well die as soon as possible."
"So, I will not sit idly by and do nothing no matter what. No matter how great the loss is, I must rescue Su Qi'an."
Fan Wenzhong's voice was firm, and no one could shake his determination.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Wenzhong began to mobilize his troops, glanced at the people in front of him and said.
"Zheng Liang, I will give you 50,000 troops to attack Zhenjun City. Remember that your purpose is to confuse the enemy forces in the city and not to capture Zhenjun City, but don't be careless. If I find that you have neglected your duties, you will be severely punished. .”
"My subordinates take orders." Zheng Liang's face was solemn and very respectful.
This job is not very dangerous. According to the news, there are not more than 20,000 troops in Zhenjun City today.
Based on Zheng Liang's understanding of the layout of Zhenjun City, even if something unexpected happens and he cannot be defeated, it is still more than enough to trap him.
Zheng Liang had more or less guessed Fan Wenzhong's arrangement.
On the one hand, they sent people to besiege Zhenjun City, and on the other hand, they must have an extremely large number of 100,000 troops to fight a tough battle with Kuk Shu.
At this time, a brave and powerful player is needed to play forward. This position is a no-brainer, as Xie Cang is the only one.
It was foreseeable that this was a brutal battle. Zheng Liang originally did not want to get involved in such a difficult battle. Now that Fan Wenzhong came to make arrangements, why not do it.
Next, as expected, Fan Wenzhong ordered several fierce and brave generals such as Xie Cang, and gave them the position to fight hardest.
The order was issued, and soon everyone began to take action. After an hour at most, the closed gate of the Acropolis opened, and the mighty army set off.
At the same time, in Taning City, countless figures were busy repairing and strengthening the city walls. On the city tower, a flag with the word "Su" written in black on a white background fluttered in the wind.
After last night's battle, Su Qi'an's new army's reputation became loud and clear on the Qingzhou border.
Affected by that battle, slaves in the five nearby acropolis rioted.
Su Qi'an took this opportunity to conquer five nearby acropolises in one fell swoop. His new army immediately expanded a lot. Because of this, the slaves in each city intensified their riots.
Suddenly, the territory of Qingzhou began to become turbulent.
But Su Qi'an was not dazzled by the scene in front of him. He knew that this was only temporary. When he defeated the 30,000-strong army in one fell swoop, within three days at most, he would usher in a fierce attack from Kushu's army.
