Chapter 687 Anyang launches troops

Style: Heros Author: Swing outside the doorWords: 2015Update Time: 24/02/20 12:20:19
Anyang County, Yuanbeicheng.

Since the end of the battle in the south of the city, Yuanbeicheng has quickly returned to peace. The soldiers who survived the disaster have been cleaning the battlefield every day. Even if they are tired, everyone can still have a long-lost smile on their faces, even if they are removed from the battlefield. Among the people who were brought back one after another last time was Pao Ze, who they had been drinking with.

The laborers who were released into freedom each had their own choices.

Some were originally ordinary people in the city, but as soon as the officer announced the edict of the governor, they couldn't wait to run home, shouting. There were also some who had long been refugees who had migrated north. They could only look at this place with a blank face, as if they were familiar yet strange. After a long time in the city, I went to the recruitment office on the other side of the city in small groups with the friends I had just met.

In such a world, being a soldier may mean you lose your life somewhere one day, but it is better than losing the opportunity to eat, dying in a corner of the city in a few days, and then being thrown out of the city to be fed somewhere. The beasts that escaped, not to mention many people like them, still have a reason to live after all. After joining the army, they save a little, and the people they protect can have something to eat.

As for those people who had been sitting at home for a long time, listening to the news outside the city every day and being frightened, they began to go out of their homes and heard the news about the end of the war from others. Then, as long as they had some means, they left the city. Go, there is no other choice but to go back home and continue the life that will end without knowing when...

However, everything about the common people has nothing to do with the prefect of this city.

After the war ended, especially after the war against Nanyi ended with a victory, Yan Siyu, the governor of Anyang County, entered a highly excited state. His face was always filled with a smile, encouraging him to see Everyone's praise for all parties in the military has reached an almost unprecedented state.

In contrast, everyone who saw him knelt down and saluted, and spoke endlessly of complimentary words. It seemed that after winning this battle, Anyang County had completely reversed the decline in the face of Nanyi and was still entrenched in Yuanhe. The herds of beasts to the south will be destroyed without attack, and the recovery of the lost ground is just around the corner.

absurd.

However, people who are in the middle of a situation often cannot realize it, just like Yan Siyu, the prefect of Anyang County, who is dressed in a fancy dress in a prefecture's courtyard.

I saw him with his hands spread flat and his head held high. Five good-looking young palace maids were serving him at the same time. Two of them carefully held the high crown and slowly placed it on his head. Two of them knelt on the ground. After adjusting his sleeves and hem, the last one behind him stretched and smoothed out a heavy fur cloak that was dragging on the ground. The scene was quiet and solemn.

In the busy silence, a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked in from outside. His eyebrows were straight, but he always gave people the illusion of being as cold as a snake, which made people dare not look directly. It was the President of the Annan Conference. He is a mysterious and powerful man who accompanies Yan Siyu.

The middle-aged man came to Yan Siyu with a scroll in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the palace maid who was serving Yan Siyu and other palace attendants in the room quickly left.

Yan Siyu shook her loose sleeves and looked down at her exquisite clothes. She asked nonchalantly, "Why, what's the matter? Please hurry up. Lang'er and I are going to a banquet. We can't let him go." Those three senior sword cultivators waited too long and lost their etiquette."

The middle-aged man handed the scroll in his hand to Yan Siyu and said in a deep voice, "Master Taishou, this is the news that Master Yan Zhuo sent Feijian to deliver. It is extremely urgent, so it is best for you to read it in person."

"Oh? Is there a letter from Zhuo'er?" Yan Siyu smiled and waved, "Maybe I heard about Yuanbeicheng's great victory and came to congratulate me. Please open it and read it."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, but did not refuse. He opened the scroll and saw that there were not many words on it. He frowned and said, "Yun Bailou personally led the Guangjun navy to pass through Chucheng, then went upstream and advanced. The situation in the ancient city is urgent..." He raised his head and glanced at Yan Siyu's obviously ugly face, and continued to read, "If I can't report it to the prefect, I urgently mobilize the Anyang navy to follow and garrison the ancient city to protect the ancient city. lose......"

"Bold!" Yan Siyu couldn't help but change his color when he heard the last sentence. He reached out to take the scroll and read it carefully, then threw the scroll into the corner of the room with his hand, "Nonsense! Yahe is my Anyang and Guangjun There is no such thing as crossing the border of the river?! The Guangjun navy went upstream to go to its own Xiucheng on the Ganshui branch. Since it has not attacked our territory of Anyang, how could it privately mobilize its troops to follow it? If..." At this point, he couldn't help but get extremely angry, and stretched out his hand to smash all the objects on the table next to him to the ground.

The middle-aged man looked solemn, stretched out his hand and took the scroll back into his hand. After reading it carefully, he slowly said, "Young Master Yan Zhuo grew up next to Wei Changhe. He has never been a reckless person. This sudden change "There must be a reason," he raised his head and looked at Yan Siyu and said, "Didn't I just receive a letter from the prefect of Li County the day before yesterday, saying that the fall of Heyu City in the southern part of Yongchang County was related to this matter?"

Yan Siyu, who was breathing heavily with anger, couldn't help but frown in thought when he heard the middle-aged man's words. He stretched out his hand and said, "I'll take a look again."

The middle-aged man hurriedly handed the scroll in his hand to Yan Siyu.

Yan Siyu looked at it carefully and murmured, "Follow us and enter the ancient city..." As he muttered, his color changed. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Yongchang County has lost Heyu City. Nan It is impossible for the barbarians to stand still and will definitely advance northward to Zhaoshui City and Yicheng. Judging from the previous letter from the prefect of Li County, he wanted to unite all counties in Hanzhou to form a coalition to support Yongchang..."

He held the scroll in one hand and rubbed his chin with the other, saying, "Throw away Heyu City, Yongchang will only have three cities left, and there is war in southern Xinjiang..." His eyes lit up, and then a ruthless expression appeared on his face, "With that The governor of Li County is afraid that he wants to seize the opportunity to eat Yongchang, and if Guang County wants to stop it, he must first seize the city on the upper reaches of the Ya River, Xingcheng!!"

After listening to Yan Siyu's analysis, the middle-aged man asked again, "Our Anyang County relies on Shuanglong City's Yuanhe defense line. It is not easy to resist Nanyi's northward movement. Yongchang County has lost Heyu City. If we don't rely on external forces, we may not be able to resist it. , if Guangjun prevents Lijun from taking over this mess, is it possible that he would rather let the Nanyi generals also attack Zhaoshui City and Yicheng?"

Yan Siyu's expression changed, and then he shook his head and said, "With Yun Bailou's ruthlessness, he can do anything. There may be a lot of strange things behind Yongchang's round this time. Zhuo'er must have got some news, Yun Bailou...Luochuan..." He pondered for a while, then his face turned cold, "Huh, I'm sending an order to Ancheng General Bai Murong to personally lead 25,000 elite troops to reinforce the ancient city!!"