Portable Space Can be Summoned

Faced with Timbukh's provocation, Peng Xuan was both angry and helpless.

If it was changed to the previous time, there was no need to provoke Timbuhe, Peng Xuan would have led people to kill him long ago.

But this time, not only was King Qin's order not to leave the pass at will, but there were also some problems with the logistics supply in Canglin Pass.

This is a more fatal problem than Timbukh, and Peng Xuan has to spend more time and energy on logistical matters.

Moreover, the procrastinated logistics gave Peng Xuan a very bad idea.

Although he didn't want it to happen, it was like a shadow that surrounded Peng Xuan's heart all the time.

Time was spent in the preparations of all parties, and Yang Yuan finally got the certificate of appointment from Dongyang County.

He is officially a vigilante commander today, not a village guard captain.

For this letter of appointment, Yang Guolin traveled many times.

The mayor is easy to get along with, and he is willing to recommend Yang Yuan to be the head of this so-called militia.

Although Yang Yuan's age is indeed a problem, a boy under the age of sixteen wants to become a militia leader, even if the militia belongs to his family, it will be difficult to convince the higher officials.

But with Yang Guolin's guarantee and Jin Jin's knock on the door, the mayor still agreed to report the matter.

But when it came to Dongyang County Magistrate, things got stuck.

The main reason for getting stuck is Yang Yuan's age.

Although the power of gold is still great, there is also a difference between straight and curved roads opened up by gold.

The mayor had said to Yang Guolin more than once: "If you recommend another person, for example, you, the appointment should come down soon."

Giethoorn Village has a good reputation in Sanyang Town, and the Yang family's hunter team is also well-known in the town, but in the county, these are useless.

Not a family, not a general, it is still difficult to become the leader of a regiment, even if it is just a militia.

Yang Guolin shook his head every time and said, "My nephew is more capable than me, and he is the future of the Yang family."

The mayor can only help him continue to dredge the relationship, and he is also a person of credibility.

No more talk about the process in the middle, just know that Yang Yuan's appointment was finally sent to Giethoorn Village before the barbarians attacked Canglin Pass.

Before he could finish reading the letter of appointment, a scout from an imperial soldier brought back a message.

The barbarian army has arrived in front of Canglin Pass, and it is difficult to launch an attack at any time!

"Call all the responsible persons, gather in the chamber!"

The barbarian army has reached Canglin Pass, and the southward invasion is a foregone conclusion. Yang Yuan is about to step onto a bigger stage.

Before that, he had to arrange his rear well, so that he could unleash the strongest fighting power without any worries.

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At Canglin Pass, Peng Xuan stood expressionlessly on the pass wall, looking at the barbarian camp vaguely erected in the distance.

From his clenched fists and murderous eyes, it can be seen that Peng Xuan is not as calm as he appears on the surface.

In less than a month's time, this general who is not yet forty and still considered to be in his prime has already grown gray hair on his temples.

His face was still firm, but much thinner than it was a month ago.

This month, he not only had to keep an eye on the intelligence of the barbarians outside the pass, strengthen the defense of Canglin Pass, but also wrangled with the officials in the rear to urge the transportation of food, grass and ordnance.

The first two things are already familiar to Peng Xuan, and he can do them with ease.

But the latter thing, which sounds the simplest, is the most annoying.

He's a general, not an old woman haggling at a vegetable market.

And it's a bit bullying for him to be a general to play tricks with those scholars.

Peng Xuan is an orthodox general, and his temperament is not suitable for such a thing.

If it was Yang Yuan,

Maybe things will be much easier.

What Peng Xuan lacked was a logistics officer with a flexible mind, a thick skin, and a black heart.

So he had to go up to it himself, which took a lot of effort.

The camping of the barbarians is very simple, just put down the tent on the camel horse behind.

They were used to this kind of life by living by water and grass in the past, so they set up camp very quickly.

Peng Xuan had been standing on the wall all afternoon. When the flames and the smell of mutton came from the barbarian camp, he knew that the barbarian attack would start soon.

"Go down."

After Peng Xuan finished speaking to the guards beside him, he raised his legs and walked towards the stairs behind the closed wall.

"hiss……"

Standing for a long time has made Peng Xuan's legs numb. As soon as he took a step, he felt like countless steel needles were piercing blood vessels on his legs, which made him almost fall down.

Thanks to the quick-sighted guards around him, they stepped forward and grabbed Peng Xuan, preventing him from falling to the ground.

"I'm old. I used to be able to continue fighting after riding a horse for a day and a night after dismounting. Now I can't stand on the wall for a while. It's not as good as before."

The most frightening thing for a general is to serve the old. At this moment, Peng Xuan felt that he was already old.

The guard who joined him said: "The general is not old at all, but it was the time when three or five of us couldn't even get close to you."

These words are not all compliments, although Peng Xuan's physical strength has declined a little, but his martial arts are not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

"Go back and get ready, there will be a hard fight tomorrow."

With the help of the guard, Peng Xuan relieved the numbness of his legs, and then let the guard let go, and walked down the wall alone.

The next day, Peng Xuan's judgment was verified.

The 50,000 barbarian army was approaching the pass, and another 100,000 were watching from the rear.

"Peng Xuan, I, Terry Khan, led 150,000 cavalry to the south, and a mere Canglin Pass is like chicken eggs. Obediently switch and surrender. My Khan is merciful, and I can save your life!"

The barbarians believed that Canglin Pass could not stop their footsteps, but it was not just an egg as they said, at least it had to be a stone.

And there are people like Peng Xuan on this stone, so it will become a sharpened stone.

It's not fatal to step on, but it hurts, maybe a lot.

So the barbarian Khan Teli sent people to Guanxia to persuade him to surrender.

If it succeeds, it is the best result.

Even if it fails, it can shake the morale of the closed defenders.

It is impossible to defend the city by one person.

The barbarian envoys who persuaded them to surrender did not wait for any reaction from the closed defenders, and then uttered a series of temptations.

It seems that as long as the guards of Canglin Pass surrender, they can come to heaven and live a good life that everyone envies.

But in the end, there was still a hint of arrogance, "If you persist in your obsession and insist on being an enemy of our army, the day when the barrier is broken will be the day when you will be buried. At that time, ten thousand horses will gallop together and not a blade of grass will be left."

"Give me arrows!"

"General."

"Bring it!"

On the closed wall, Peng Xuan took the arrow handed over by the guard and shot it at the grassland messenger, and finally stuck it less than two steps in front of the horse.

This arrow interrupted the grassland envoy's words, which also represented Peng Xuan's determination.

After shooting the arrow, he shouted to the guards around the city: "I, Peng Xuan, as a general of Shunguo, should defend our home and defend our country against the invasion of foreign enemies. Even if we die to serve our country, we will have no regrets."

"I believe that all the soldiers will be the same, they are all loyal men."

"Looking back, behind us is our land, our hometown, behind us is our country, our parents, wives and children, the barbarians are brutal and plundering, and we will block them at the Canglin Pass even if we use our lives outside."

"Shut up with people, shut down and die!"

"Shut up with people, shut down and die!"

"Shut up with people, shut down and die!"

"It's about people..."

The shouts of the soldiers at Canglin Pass reached the ears of the barbarian Khan and the leaders.

Their faces became ugly.

"Shame on your face, pass my order, and the army will attack the city!"

"The Great Khan ordered the army to attack the city!"

"Siege!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Fights sometimes break out so suddenly.