Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

The dawn quietly fell on the banks of Surabaya.

"Quick, get off the boat!"

"While the sun has not fully risen, we must leave here as soon as possible so that we can enter the woods and continue marching!"

"Otherwise, if something big happens and it gets spread over to Lu County, we will be here for nothing this time!"

"It's all to blame for that bastard Zhang Zifang, it's okay to have to write some letter, and the old problem that made my uncle cautious has committed again, and it has been delayed for a long time!"

"I hope that Wei Jiutian's bastards don't act too fast, otherwise Xiangzhuang can't take care of that much!"

Standing on the temporary wooden ferry crossing, Xiangzhuang shouted loudly, directing the more than a thousand Xiang children who had just landed in a line to set off, and whispered in his heart.

For Zhang Zifang, a great anti-Qin celebrity, among the Xiang clan, there have always been two different, even very different views.

Xiang Liang Xiangbo and others respected Zhang Zifang very much, and often praised Zhang Zifang's talents in the ghost valley, and was the main anti-Qin force in the future. Every time Zhang Zifang came, he would try his best to win them.

The young children of the Xiang clan headed by Xiang Yu Xiangzhuang are extremely dissatisfied with Xiang Liang's treatment of an outsider who has no power to restrain a chicken than his own children.

In private, Zhang Liang is directly regarded as a lost star.

After all, this guy's record is indeed quite cheating.

Bo Langsha assassinated Qin, but the first emperor did not injure any of his fur, but the assassins of the Yan Kingdom who participated in the assassination were all destroyed, and even the remnants of the Yan royal family were given a nest by the angry Da Qin;

This time, the Confucian School was also instigated by Zhang Liang, and took advantage of Zulong’s serious illness to initiate a massive wave of restoration and entrustment, and the end was really worse than the Yan royal family;

After all, the Yan royal family still has a good reputation for courage, and the original Confucian school with an excellent reputation was a mess that was smashed by the madman Ying Changfeng, and now it is not necessary for it.

Under such circumstances, how can Xiang Zhuang not be angry when Xiang Liang attaches such importance to a letter from Zhang Liang?

"Young Master Zhuang, there seems to be a sentence in the military book called Fenglin Moru. Before leaving, the Patriarch also told us to be careful. Shall we send someone to investigate first?"

Looking at the slightly gloomy woods in the morning light, a school lieutenant Xiang Jia suddenly spoke.

"What are you afraid of? Every time Lin Mo enters, that's something you only need to pay attention to when fighting against the opponent's army!"

"With Ying Changfeng's strength, what else do we need to worry about?"

"What's more, from the point of view of intelligence, this kid is leaning on the red cuddle all day long, so how can he care for other things!"

"Yes, that's a famous beauty in Qiluchu, it's cheap for him!"

Xiang Zhuang glared at the school lieutenantly and said, "If you have this skill, you might as well worry about whether there will be a tiger coming out of the woods in the next step!"

"But what if you have reinforcements in person?"

The school lieutenant hesitated.

"Your kid is greedy for life and fear of death, just say it, don't delay the morale of this young master here!"

Xiang Zhuang, who was already impatient, slapped it directly and said: "Within hundreds of miles in this area, there are only a few thousand defenders in County Xue, and they are the old, weak, sick and disabled who were eliminated from the front line. Could it be that you even have them all? Afraid?"

"If you dare to whistle, I'll just chop you off!"

Xiang Zhuang jumped like thunder.

The lieutenant held his swollen cheeks, sighed inwardly, decided not to pay attention to Xiang Zhuang, and arranged for him.

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More than ten miles away, in a relatively empty jungle.

"General Zhang, all the opponents have crossed the river and are marching here one after another. When shall we start?"

The school lieutenant Gao Qing took a small piece of silk from a fluttering homing pigeon, took a quick glance, and hurried over to report.

"No hurry, they have just been busy crossing the river all night, and basically haven't rested. At this moment, they are tired of people and horses. They won't be able to get here so soon!"

"Moreover, our path is not the point. The real goal depends on your Highness and General!"

Zhang Han retracted his gaze from the topographic map in his hand and waved his hand gently.

I also admire Ying Changfeng in my heart.

This map of mountains, rivers and shrines with perfect road markings on all terrains is really an artifact of marching warfare!

Without this map, no one would be able to quietly reach Xue County from Xianyang City in just five days.

What is even more shocking is that in the case of Surabaya's skyrocketing situation, there is actually a low-lying land that the locals don't know about, and you can cross the river directly without a ferry!

This discovery directly changed the whole situation!

In addition, the ability to maintain smooth communication over hundreds of miles is also due to another communication artifact invented by the skilled craftsmen by Ying Changfeng, that is, the most inconspicuous white pigeon!

Your Highness Changfeng, it is amazing!

Being able to follow His Highness is definitely the most correct choice for Zhang Han in his life!

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