"The Xiongnu army and the Xiliang army joined forces to attack the Baibo Valley? This is impossible, if it is such a big move, there must be a lot of soldiers and horses transferred, and it is impossible to hide it in all aspects, but now Bai Bogu obviously has not heard any news at all! Huang Zhong cautiously asked, "Will there be a fake?" ”

"No, this news must be true, Wei Bo is cautious, he is not a person who lets us go for no reason, and he will not tease us in this kind of thing!"

When Mu Jing heard this, he thought about it, and finally denied Huang Zhong's thoughts, shook his head, and said: "Here in Hedong County, the strength of the Wei clan may not be the strongest, but the influence must be the strongest, Baibo Valley can't get the news, we can't get the news, but they may not get the news, they have been running Hedong for more than a hundred years, the three sects and the nine streams, all have their eyeliner, this news should be true!" ”

The influence of Hedong Wei, he believes.

Wei Qi passed the news at this time, and the news of the proof must have been confirmed.

"Damn, they won't come sooner or later, and it's really a good time to come at this time!"

Zhang Ning said with some hatred: "Now we haven't won their trust, if we ......"

"Shizi, I still don't understand, now it's winter, the Son of Heaven has suddenly become cold, and there is wind and snow, it stands to reason that they shouldn't choose to move troops at this time, fighting in the cold winter season, the difficulty is increased several times, or take the initiative to attack, even if they can eat Baibo Valley in the end, they will be greatly injured!"

Huo Shao has been following Mujing for a long time, and he has been in contact with generals from all sides, and he has also grown a lot under the influence of his ears and eyes, and he sees the key to the problem at a glance.

The battles of this era are closely related to the seasons.

Originally, the mountain roads in this era were rugged, and there were too few official roads, so if you fought in winter and braved the wind and snow to hurry, you would simply ask for hardship, and even the army would be defeated like a mountain.

"That's right, even if they want to fight, at least after the beginning of spring!" Huang Zhong also nodded and said.

"This question...... It is not difficult to analyze, they should also be forced to be helpless! ”

Mu Jing's expression became a little gloomy, and after thinking about it for a long time, he said: "The Xiongnu tribe has always been short of food, once upon a time, they could go to war for a little food, if they were forced into a desperate situation, they would raise troops south desperately!" ”

The Xiongnu tribe itself is a nomadic people in the northern desert, nomadic and do not grow food, the saddest day is winter, once it is winter, when the cold and snow alternate, there is no food support, can only freeze to death and starve to death.

Lack of food in winter, this is the eternal topic of the Huns, for a mouthful of food, at this time they can definitely work hard.

Therefore, the Xiongnu army living in the Fenshui Valley will choose this opportunity to attack the Baibo Valley in the south, and Mujing is not surprised, because the Baibo Valley is now in the trough, Guo Tai died in battle, and the dragons have no leader, and they are most likely to break through.

"What about the Xiliang Army?" Huang Zhong still didn't understand, and asked in a deep voice, "How could they join forces with the Xiongnu?" ”

"If there are interests in this world, it is possible to unite!"

Mu Jing's eyes flashed with a touch of essence, and he couldn't understand why Xiliang would choose to unite with the Hun army, but with a flash of inspiration, he thought of a possibility, and said gloomily: "The princes of Kwantung gathered, the Xiliang army has been forced to get into our carriage, they can only deal with the princes' coalition with all their might, if they want to send all the main forces to Kanto, the first thing is to take Hedong, otherwise if Fang is unstable, the army's heart will inevitably be unstable, so they will not hesitate to unite one, fight one, in their eyes, The Xiongnu were easier to control by the white wave and yellow turbans, and I suspect that they must have a plan in the end, I am afraid that the Xiongnu are all in their calculations! ”

He looked up into the distance, his eyes sparkled, the more he analyzed, the more he felt that this battle was fundamentally a battle led by Xiliang, I am afraid that there is a Xiliang main backbone in it, otherwise it would be impossible to calculate things so accurately.

"Shizi, what should we do now?" Huo Shao asked.

"The white wave and yellow scarf are about to enter the meat in our bowl, whoever wants to grab it, chop off their claws!"

Mu Jing said with a sneer.

"I'm afraid that the white wave and yellow scarf don't trust us?"

"Trust takes time to build!" Mu Jing stood up and straightened his robe: "This is a danger, but also an opportunity, maybe we can follow this opportunity to win the trust of Baibo and Yellow Turban, let's go see Yang Feng and them first!" ”

……

Halfway up the White Wave Valley, the council chamber.

"Report to Yang Shuai, today our spies saw that Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden had met with Hu Cai and Li Le respectively, and the time for discussion continued, but they were all first-class martial artists, and our people didn't dare to approach, so they couldn't hear what they were talking about!" A battalion commander bowed his head and handed over his hand to report.

"It seems that His Royal Highness is really dedicated to Mu Yuanzhong's father and son!"

When Yang Feng heard this, his expression was gloomy as water.

He is the heir of Guo Taiyan's lineage, the heir of Baibo Yellow Turban, if other people he can rely on his identity to suppress it, but this is His Royal Highness, the spirit of Taiping Dao, the young master of the Yellow Turban Army, he really can't hold it down.

Unless they turn their faces directly, but even if he wants to attack His Royal Highness, he doesn't dare to attack head-on, which will make the heart of the Baibo Yellow Turban Army collapse.

"Mujing can move?"

Yang Bong asked.

"No, he's been wandering around the valley all day, and he hasn't seen anyone!"

"Does he have complete trust in His Highness, or does he not care at all?" Yang Feng squinted slightly, and began to want to figure out Mu Jing's mentality.

At this moment, a message came from outside.

"Yang Shuai, Her Highness the Holy Maiden asks to see you!"

"Alone?"

"She and a few people around her are here!"

"Let them in!"

"No!"

The guards invited Zhang Ning Mujing and his party in.

Zhang Ning's footsteps left a heel in the back, Mu Jing walked up first, and bowed: "Yang Shuai, please forgive me for taking the liberty of coming to disturb!" ”

"It's been less than three days, is Mu Shizi planning to leave?"

Yang Feng said sarcastically.

"Definitely!"

Mu Jing shook his head and said, "I didn't come this time to discuss the matter of surrender with Yang Shuai, but I have a message I want to report to Yang Shuai!" ”

"Oh!"

Yang Feng squinted his eyes, and his eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm: "Then I'm going to listen to it!" ”

In his opinion, Mu Jing is now trapped in his Baibo Valley, cut off from all foreign relations, and what else can he not know, most of it is just a mouthful.

"As far as I know, the Xiliang Army has joined forces with the Hun Army, and the north and south will attack, and within three days, they will enter the Baibo Valley!"

Mu Jing said calmly: "Yang Shuai should take precautions early!" ”

"Hahaha!"

When Yang Feng heard this, he paused for a moment, and laughed directly at the moment: "Mu Shizi, if you want to use the soldiers and horses outside to scare me, also find a better reason, the Xiliang army is the imperial court soldiers and horses, and the Hun army is a barbarian army, I would rather believe that his Xiliang army will unite with us, than believe that the Xiliang army will choose to unite the Hun army!" ”

"Don't believe me?"

Mu Jingchang sighed, this is indeed not convincing, but he still has to say: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but Yang Shuaigui is the chief general of the Baibo Yellow Turban, shouldering the life and death of the Yellow Turban, shouldn't you be cautious in doing things, as far as I know, the Baibo Yellow Turban is now divided into three units, Yang Shuai is in the Baibo Valley, Han Shuai is outside the Baibo Valley, but Hu Shuai and Li Shuai's soldiers and horses are one hundred and twenty miles away from the northern wing, less than three hundred miles away from the Hun army, if this thing becomes true, Their soldiers and horses are in danger! ”

Yang Fengneng sat in this position, and he was not a general, when he heard Mu Jing's words, he restrained his smile, and a gleam burst out of his pupils, and he looked at Mu Jing deadly: "Mu Longtu, are you sure you're not joking with me?" ”

"Yang Shuai, I still say the same thing, we are all in the same line of Taiping, we are both yellow scarves and robes, and buying and selling is not benevolent and righteous, even if I can't recruit you, I won't kill you, right?"

Mu Jing shrugged and said.

"Someone!" Yang Feng glanced at Mu Jing deeply, and suddenly snorted.

"In!"

"Immediately invite Han Shuai, Hu Shuai, and Li Shuai to the conference hall and tell them that if there is a detailed discussion!"

"No!"

A few of the guards took the order and left.

About half an hour later, the three brigade commanders of the Yellow Turban appeared in the conference hall.

Han Xian asked anxiously, "Yang Shuai, please come here, what is there to discuss?" ”

"Sit down!"

Yang Feng pressed and asked the three of them to sit down, and then said in detail what Mu Jing had just said: "Mu Shizi swears that I don't know whether to believe him or not!" ”

"What?"

Han Xian didn't believe it: "This is simply impossible, how can the Xiliang Army and the Xiongnu Army unite?" ”

"I don't believe it either!"

Hu Cai and Li Le glanced at each other, revealing a look of disbelief.

"I don't want to believe this, but I'd rather believe it, not believe it, Brother Hu and Brother Li's soldiers and horses are in the upper reaches of Fenshui, once they are attacked by the Huns, even if we want to send troops to rescue, I'm afraid it's too late!"

When Hu Cai and Li Le heard this, they suddenly stood up.

It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not.

But if it involves their own soldiers and horses, even if they don't believe it, they will choose to be cautious.

"Yang Shuai, let's go back to the camp first!"

The two of them took their leave, and went straight north that night, returning to the camp directly.

"I take my leave, too!"

Han Xian also became nervous, he also felt a trace of uneasiness, only under the protection of his own soldiers and horses, he had a sense of security, his soldiers and horses were not far outside the city, and he had to go out of the city.

Yang Feng didn't want to let Han Xian out, in his opinion, as long as Han Xian was checked, it would be easy to collect the soldiers and horses under his command, and once Han Xian was released, it would be equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain.

But he has no reason to stay, and now that he has been involved in the saint Zhang Ning, he doesn't dare to move all his plans, once he becomes the target of the public, let alone inherit the Baibo Yellow Turban, I'm afraid his status is not guaranteed now.

Under the darkness of night, the council hall was cold, and the light of oil lamps lit up.

Yang Feng looked at Mu Jing, and his heart was full of mixed feelings: "Mu Shizi, where did your news come from?" ”

"In this acre and three points of land in the east of the river, there is someone who can be more well-informed than you, and can even reach me in your Baibo Valley, who do you think?" The corners of Mu Jing's mouth raised a playful smile and said.

He was going to shake Yang Feng.

"Hedong Wei?"

Yang Feng understood, and his eyes as he looked at Mu Jing had a deep three.