The prince is very cruel

"Seizing Qinghe County is like standing in the center of a storm. We must do it when we have no other choice."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Ma Jin frowned, and although he felt a little unwilling, he still bowed: "My lord is wise, it is my fault for not considering it carefully."

"Then I wonder if we should pull out the dragon riders for an inspection? At least to test the waters?"

Guan Ning hesitated when he heard this. What the Dragon Riders really lacked was practical combat experience.

But soon, he shook his head: "No, it's not the right time yet."

"Maintaining the status quo is the job of the Shu militia. They also need experience."

"Also, the Dragon Riders cannot be exposed. If they show too much strength, not to mention Ashina Yuanlie, the attention of all the forces in the Central Plains will be drawn, which is not a good thing."

"Go back."

Ma Jin opened his lips, but in the end he could only say, "Okay."

"Then, my lord, if there is any need here, with just one order, 30,000 dragon riders can sweep across the other side!"

Guan Ning grinned. This was exactly what he wanted. He wanted the ability to defeat the opponent, but not to show it. Hiding one's weaknesses is an art.

"it is good!"

"..."

Another night passed, and Guan Ning finally completed his inspection of the entire front-line position and filled in some gaps that had been missed.

In general, there are three lines of defense. The first and second lines are all ambushes, and the third line is a face-to-face battle with real weapons.

But Guan Ning already had enough confidence to face what was to come. He knew very well that the other side would not be able to send many people, and even if they did, they would be at a natural disadvantage.

At noon, Guan Ning did not return to Bashan because the situation outside Shu could break out at any time.

All the people in Shu have retreated to the hinterland, and most of the residents of Liuzhuang have also moved away. Only a few villagers are left to help transport food and weapons. None of them were forced to come; they all came voluntarily.

As for the Phoenix Leaf Chamber of Commerce, no one has gone out there for a long time.

From Liuzhuang, the Stone Forest Trail, all the way to the Shuchuan natural barrier, there was no one around. The air of solemnity and impending storms was unbearable for many birds, who fled in a hurry.

Time passed minute by minute, Guan Ning sat at the front line, waiting quietly until dusk, finally!

"Report!!"

"My lord, my lord, the Xiliang army is here to see you."

Swish!

Guan Ning suddenly opened his eyes, and everyone around him felt like they were facing a great enemy.

"Who's coming?"

"Wu Zhu, he's yelling outside, saying the deadline is here."

"And our people noticed that there was dust and shadows on the other side, which seemed to indicate an ambush." ​​The militiamen bowed. They were hunters by birth, so they could not be fooled by the other side's tricks.

Guan Ning stood up: "Let's go."

"My lord, why don't you let us go?" someone advised. After all, Liuzhuang was safer.

"What are you afraid of? What is coming will eventually come."

"I'll go over the table myself." Guan Ning raised the corners of his mouth, without any sense of guilt, only the pleasure of robbing the rich to help the poor.

He doesn't need to be worthy of anyone, as long as he is worthy of his own heart.

"Then let's go together!"

"go!"

"With the Lord!"

Soon, Liuzhuang launched more than ten boats and headed to the outside of Sanjiang River.

This area seems calm, but it is actually full of dangers. The boat creates ripples, and there are pairs of vigilant eyes in the grass and woods.

Those were the Shu militia, and they didn't take action because they saw they were one of their own.

The mouth of the Sanjiang River is also one of the gateways to Shu. It has not been peaceful for a long time. There are no longer any merchant ships coming in and out as before, and there are no longer any old farmers from Shu selling tea and medicinal herbs.

It was also these reasons that made the Xiliang military increasingly uneasy, and some people inside even seriously suspected that they had been tricked by Guan Ning.

At this moment, Wu Zhu was waiting with a gloomy expression. As soon as it got dark, the three-day deadline would be up, but he had not received any contact from Guan Ning until now, which made him extremely dissatisfied.

"General!"

"coming!"

"Bashan's ship!"

"Ning Fei must be up there!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed and everyone looked towards the river.

Wu Zhu's eyes were fixed on the largest ship, confirming it was Guan Ning's ship. But when his gaze fell on the less than fifteen small boats behind, his eyes became completely cold.