Lijun's army went south, and after completely leaving Yicheng, they gradually formed their formation during the march.
Leading the front army was the 16,000 Ganyuan Army led by Han Feng. As the vanguard, the left and right armies were He Ruoxiong's 16,000 Anling Army, Du Ruyong's 16,000 Feixiong Army, and Zhao Wuji. Then he and Zhang Zifeng's 16,000 elite Black Flag Army troops were stationed in the central army.
Behind them were 20,000 Shanshashan troops.
And that group of Qingqi from Lijun rushed to Mianjin first.
Luo Chuan and Li Jun Qingqi went south at an extremely fast speed. They also encountered several small herds of beasts and scattered wild beasts with red eyes. Luo Chuan and others ignored them and handed them over to the rear. The army was cleaning up, but none of the monsters and monsters worthy of some of them's actions were encountered, which made Luo Chuan and others feel a little better.
Departing from Yicheng in the early morning, when night fell, Lijun Qingqi had arrived at the foot of Mianjin City.
Mianjin City had no intention of opening it from the inside, and Lijun Qingqi had no intention of entering the city at night. They just set up camp in the north of the city and sent messengers into the city to deliver Meng Jiaoyang's surrender, the edict announcing to the world, and the prefect's order. The He Tongbing Tiger Talisman was shown to the guard of Mianjin City. Within a moment, the guard left the city alone and accompanied the messenger back to the temporary camp of Qingqi in Lijun.
Luo Chuan saw him and just gave him a few words of encouragement, asking him to continue to return to the city and stay guarded, guarding the south and west of the city and still not enter the city.
At dawn the next day, Han Feng led his troops to arrive, and then led his troops directly into Mianjin City. Lijun Qingqi, who had rested for the night, broke out of camp again and headed south, bypassing Mianjin City and heading southwest, directly pointing towards Direction to Weiming City.
But this time, before dark, just at noon, Lijun Qingqi returned.
This powerful army, with Wangchuan Sword Cultivator as its arrowhead, had blood stains on its Taoist robes and armor. In half a morning, it lost nearly fifty cavalrymen. They roared into the city and enveloped the sky of this small town. A layer of blood.
Mianjin City is not big, but because of its special location, it is a transportation hub connecting the two major border towns in southern Xinjiang, and it is also the location of the deputy grain storage warehouse, so it is still much bigger than Weiming City, which Luochuan once visited. few.
Originally, there was not much population here, but now, the streets and alleys are crowded with people, making it difficult to find a relatively flat place to stay overnight.
When Lijun Qingqi entered the city, the bloody and murderous momentum was naturally better than that of the infantry who entered the city earlier. Aroused by this momentum, most of the refugees fled from the main road and returned to the surrounding alleys. Naturally, there was another chaotic fight.
In front of Li Jun Qingqi, Luo Chuan's blood armor was not stained, but he was riding on the back of the big black horse, but he never took off his face armor. He held the reins with one hand, and held his own with the other. The hilt of the pitch-black flying sword beside his waist was so heavy that the scabbard tilted up.
Behind him, Siqi stared at the hand holding his sword again and again, but never said much. Others would not say anything at this time, especially when their own mood was not much better. When you go there, silence is the best choice.
The cavalry went deep and finally entered the military camp near the center of Mianjin City.
As soon as they entered the military camp, it suddenly became clear. The overcrowded and obviously dirty atmosphere in Mianjin City was swept away. Although the military camp was obviously oversubscribed at the moment, compared to the outside, it was actually pretty good. It's like heaven.
The soldiers were walking back and forth, doing their own business. The officers were commanding calmly and not panicking. Everything seemed in order.
The Lijun Qingqi Brigade turned around. Only Wangchuan Jianxiu and Luo Changgong at the arrow position and other hundreds of cavalry who usually acted as Luochuan soldiers followed. More than two hundred cavalry moved forward and finally stopped in a slightly open place. , Luochuan got off his horse and walked towards the three people in front of him.
The one in the middle among the three was none other than Lieutenant Zhao Wuji of Lijun. Standing on his left was General Gan Yuan, the fat man Han Feng. The one on his right knelt down with a pop before Luo Chuan came near, and pressed his head on the ground. It was the Mianjin City guard whom Luochuan had seen outside the city the night before.
"I pay my respects to the prefect."
"My subordinates are here to greet you, Lord Prefect!"
"No need to be polite," Luo Chuan walked up to Zhao Wuji, looked down at the one still kneeling at his feet, and asked, "Lou Mu, where are your soldiers?"
The kneeling middle-aged man quickly replied without raising his head, "Replying to the Lord Governor, my subordinates have obeyed the Lord Commander's military order and divided the five thousand garrison into two groups for reorganization. Two thousand of them have gone to Yicheng. March forward and eventually merge into the command of General Chen, while the other three thousand will stay in Mianjin and merge into the command of General Han."
Luo Chuan looked at Zhao Wuji, saw him nodding, and said, "Your troops are divided into two groups. Where will you go? Will you go to Yicheng to find General Chen, or will you stay here to follow General Han?"
middle-aged man slightly
He raised his head and then knocked heavily on the ground, "I would like to ask you to go south. I am willing to be a soldier of the Grand Administrator to recapture Heyu City. Please grant me your permission!"
"Oh?" Luo Chuan looked down at the gold star on the middle-aged man's shoulder and said in a cold voice, "Lou Mu, although you should have some relationship with the Lou family in Yicheng, it is not easy to become a captain all the way. , if you follow General Chen or General Han and make some contributions in this battle, your position as captain will still be secure. However, it will not be so easy for you to follow me. You may have to lose your life on the battlefield. You have thought about it."
The middle-aged man's voice was strong, and his lowered eyes were like stones, "The prefect has a keen eye, and my subordinate is indeed from the Lou family, but the influence of the Lou family in the army is not as good as that of the court, so I just put my head on my head." In the waistband, the most you can do is to be a captain. This is the rule of Yongchang. But I heard that the prefect only talks about military merit and no background, so the subordinate is willing to give up everything in the old dynasty in exchange for the prefect. Give me a chance to make great achievements, and a path that will eventually lead to becoming a captain!"
"Hmph, since you know that this prefect only talks about military merit and not his background, you should know that in Li County, you can only rely on yourself for everything. If you follow me, you may not be able to reach the sky," Luo Chuan waved the brand new blood-colored cloak behind him. , strode past the three of them, not even intending to exchange a few words with Zhao Wuji and Han Fengduo, and was obviously very unhappy.
Behind him, Siqi followed closely, and Shadow, Qianxue, Luo Changgong and others naturally followed.
A group of Wangchuan sword cultivators headed by Chang Yufeng walked deeper into the camp under the leadership of Zhao Wuji's personal soldiers.
In a moment, only Zhao Wuji, Han Feng, and a middle-aged man named Lou Mu were left here.
Han Feng looked at Zhao Wuji and said nothing.
Zhao Wuji sighed softly, bent down to help the middle-aged man up, and said calmly, "Lou Mu, Lou Mu, if you want to be above a captain, you still have a lot to learn," he looked at Han Feng and asked , "General Han, come and tell him, in our Li County, is there anyone who can impose their own ideas on the prefect and still achieve it?"
Han Feng waved his hands repeatedly without even thinking, shaking his head like a rattle, "The Lord Commander is joking, that is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible."
Zhao Wuji nodded, leaving only one sentence before turning around and walking away, "Yeah, it's like this a lot of times. What do you want, what do you want in front of the prefect, what do you want from you?"
