Yuvro pinched his head and rubbed his temples on both sides.

Originally, I thought that it was to hang up the corpse of Zatian Sheng, stimulate the people and horses of Baima Tong and Hugh Gehu who had been cruising on both sides, and then pretend to be a camp to celebrate and be unguarded, but in fact, many people and horses were ambushed on both sides of the camp, but when the sky was bright, neither Baima Tong nor Hugh Gehu appeared.

I don't know if it's because I saw through Yu Fuluo's arrangement or if I was really scared away, anyway, Yu Fuluo opened a big net, but he didn't catch anything.

These achievements of Fei Qian made Yu Fuluo admire and fear.

Anyway, Yu Fuluo felt that his clansmen were not much stronger than those of Zhatiansheng, so it was equivalent to saying ......

Juvro sighed.

Perhaps his choice to cooperate with Feiqian was the most correct choice he made in Hedong at that time, but now, Yu Fuluo feels that the pressure on him is increasing.

The Han army camp on both sides of his camp felt like two extremely sharp swords, which seemed to intimidate his own subordinates while intimidating those rebellious clansmen.

Originally, Yu Fuluo always thought that the Han people were better equipped at most, and if they only fought bravely, they would definitely be stronger than their own people, but now this concept is gradually shaken......

It's not that I'm weaker.

It's that the Han people have become stronger.

Until now, it seems that the throne of the Southern Xiongnu royal court is getting closer and closer to him, but what next? After completing the revenge, after the death of Zada Sheng, who had been talking about it, Yu Fuluo suddenly felt a sense of loss of purpose in his heart.

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Compared with Yu Fuluo, who was stunned, the goal in Yang Zhan's heart was much clearer and more ruthless.

At present, there is only one most important goal, which is to win the pot pass.

Otherwise, he would not be able to explain to the Yang family, and he would not be able to gain a foothold in Bingzhou.

In the past two days, the corners of Yang Zhan's mouth have ulcerated and blistered, and the pain is so painful that it is difficult to even drink water. But Yang Zan still held on, in his big tent, facing the map of Huguan, and constantly scrutinizing all the steps over and over again.

"Lord...... This meal is cold, let's take it and heat it up again......" Yang Zhan's personal guard saw that Yang Zhan finally raised his head on the map, looked at the food that had been on the side for a long time, and said.

"Well......" Yang Zan thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "No need, after all, the barracks are different, it is impossible to leave a stove fire, and it is inconvenient to reheat it, so let's take it...... By the way, is there any new news from Yang Saburo's side? ”

Yang Saburo was one of Yang Zhan's personal guards brought from Hongnong, and now he has infiltrated the Huguan with some men......

"There's nothing new yet...... Do you want to send someone in again? Yang Zhan's personal guard said while helping to put the dishes on the table.

The rice is wheat rice, and the vegetables are wild vegetables.

Yang Zan was also hungry, pulled the food, swallowed a few mouthfuls, and the already empty abdomen conveyed a sense of comfort after obtaining the food, so he breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of the water on the side, swallowed the hard wheat rice in his mouth, and said, "...... No need, if you go in and out frequently, it won't be good to arouse the suspicion of the thief......"

Although Yang Zan said so, where would he not worry in his heart, Yang Sanlang was the only link where Yang Zan did not have any backup plan, because it was under Jia Qu's nose.

Huguan is the north-south entrance and exit of the entire Shangdang Heights, although Jia Qu controls the pass, but it is impossible to block the city gate every day, not to mention the caravans, even if it is the farmers in Huguan, they also need to go out of the city to collect and cultivate, so it gives Yang Zan opportunity.

In order not to attract Jia Qu's attention, Yang Zan took advantage of the opportunity to enter and exit the Huguan to quietly let people pretend to be vendors, and followed behind him and hid into the Huguan.

Of course, these hidden people did not follow Yang Zan together, because Yang Zan knew that every time he entered and exited Huguan, Jia Qu's people were staring closely, and maybe he could even count how many people there were.

With Yang Zan in front of him to attract attention, Yang Sanlang and the others entered Huguan City relatively smoothly, ambushed them, and waited for the date to start.

Yang Zhan tried his best to swallow the already cold wheat rice into his stomach.

With the passage of time here in Huguan, the grain and grass sent from Taiyuan are less than one day a day, and one day is worse than a day, and there are still some cattle and sheep wine or something, but now only this rough wheat rice remains......

Not only food and grass, but also other materials are gradually in short supply.

In the past ten years, this is the first time that Yang Zan has endured these hardships.

Eat without eating, use useless, although close to the Huguan inside and outside, the caravan is busy, but in addition to some caravans in Taiyuan also brought him a little material, if you want to get grain and grass directly from Huguan, hehe, there is not even a grain of rice and a salt.

Yang Zan has always paid attention to appearance, whether it is in Luoyang or Chang'an, he has to change at least three sets of clothes a day, but now he has been wearing this set of clothes for five days in a row, and the smell of sweat emitted makes him feel disgusting even when he smells it.

The life of fine clothes and food in the past seems to be out of reach here.

Just like in the original time, Yang Zhan, who never got tired of eating and never got tired of fine food, would not eat more than three spoonfuls even if he encountered the most delicious dishes, because only by chewing and swallowing slowly can he show the demeanor of a celecent, and if he pursues too much to satisfy his appetite, he is not elegant but greedy.

However, now, Yang Zan feels that no matter how much elegance he has, it is not as practical as a piece of meat.

The wheat grains that have not been finely processed are sharp and angular, even if they are cooked, they still cut their throats, and when they swallow it, it is like eating sand, but Yang Zan still swallows it reluctantly.

Because if you don't eat this, you won't have anything to eat.

Yang Zan knew that this was actually a silent urging from Taiyuan.

Time is running out for myself.

Fei Qian, this guy, seems to be like the grass in early spring, at the beginning it looks like just a little green bud, as if it can be crushed as soon as you stretch out your feet, and it is also miserable in the wind and rain, and it may end at any time, but I didn't expect that after these few storms, I suddenly looked back and saw that the original small bud had opened the stones on top of it, and it grew proudly and spread......

When I returned to clear the weeds, I found that the weeds were linked together underground, which had become an extremely difficult problem.

Therefore, in order to return the weed-covered land in Bingzhou to Yang Zhan's own hands, it is necessary to not just target a piece of grass, but to clean up the whole area, first remove its branches and leaves, and then break the roots, so as to completely defeat these obstructive guys.

In fact, Yang Zan doesn't hate Fei Qian, if he wasn't an opponent, maybe Yang Zan would praise Fei Qian's actions, but in this merger land, there is not enough space, so only one person can be left......