After the laughter subsided, Bai Qi looked at Qin Ze and asked, "My lord, you said you'd leave these provisions for us. Does that mean you're leaving Xijing in the next few days?"

“That’s right. While I was in Xijing, Jin Fengluan had already shown signs of moving troops to Beiliang. Yue Fei doesn’t have many troops, so I decided to return to Beiliang, join forces with Yue Fei, capture Tongwei City, and then march south to attack the capital!”

"And this Xijing will now be in your hands."

At this point, Qin Ze looked at Zhang Liao and continued, "On this trip, I will join Yue Fei. I will not bring too many troops. Dian Wei and Wen Yuan can accompany me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qubing's face showed worry.

"My lord, we came to Xijing discreetly, and no one noticed us along the way. Now that Jin Fengluan has already launched an attack on Beiliang, he will definitely be wary of you returning to reinforce him."

"This journey is not going to be peaceful."

Qin Ze smiled and shook his head: "If there are too many people going back, it will be easier to be noticed. It's more convenient if there are fewer people."

"In addition, of course it's not just the two of them; I will also bring eighteen people with me back with me."

Bai Qi stroked his chin and said in a deep voice, "My lord, what kind of eighteen people do you need? I will go and gather them for you."

Qin Ze waved his hand and said indifferently, "No need, I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"In short, I'm leaving things here to you!"

"Yes, my lord!"

That night, after accumulating enough points, Qin Ze redeemed another batch of general templates from the system shop!

This time, however, he did not exchange for five-star generals, but two-star ones. Although they were two-star, their strength was by no means weak.

A total of 18 people participated, consuming 3.6 million points.

They were dressed in winter clothes, with curved knives at their waists, masks on their faces, and black turbans covering their heads, revealing only a pair of sharp, piercing eyes.

They wore long black cloaks and riding boots with daggers inside. Each of them carried a large bow on their back, with eighteen arrows in their quiver, and a uniform crescent-shaped scimitar at their waist.

Their name is—the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun!