"Before we set out from Bingzhou, there were rumors that the current emperor had ordered members of the imperial family to come to the capital to attend to his ailing father. This prince was among them."
"So, could they be that prince?"
After a brief analysis, Zhang Ji deduced that this group consisted of Liu Wei and his companions.
"Don't let anyone else know that you were saved by the King of Clouds! The fewer people who know, the better!"
Zhang Ji frowned, his gaze deep, and spoke in a deep voice to Zhang Xiu.
When Zhang Xiu heard Zhang Ji's analysis, he was surprised to find that the person who saved him was someone that Dong Zhuo, Li Ru, Niu Fu, and others often mentioned. Liu Wei, the King of Yunzhong, who was in the Hetao region, also changed his expression drastically.
Seeing Zhang Ji's serious instructions, Zhang Xiu immediately nodded solemnly:
"I will remember this!"
"Alright, let's not mention this matter again. Let's clean up the battlefield, tally up the spoils, and report to General Niu Fu!"
......
Right now.
Zhang Liao led 5,000 cavalry south along the straight road.
He sent out scouts to investigate the situation from ten miles away.
This military operation aims not only to destroy Sheyanze's stronghold of the Shitugu tribe, but also to open up the trade route from Guluo City to Shangjun.
While they were resting in Guluo City, Yao Guangxiao, the military strategist who was in charge of the military, political and domestic affairs of the three regions of Hetao, the Western Regions and Hexi, had already organized merchants from Hetao to form a caravan with supplies such as honeycomb briquettes, stoves, fine salt, farm tools and warhorses, which followed closely behind Zhang Liao.
Zhang Liao was tasked with protecting the caravan and ensuring the safe delivery of the supplies to Guanzhong.
"Reporting, General!"
Zhang Liao's army had just crossed the Kuye River when scouts came galloping towards them.
What were the findings?
Zhang Liao's face was ashen; encountering enemies in Shangjun was perfectly normal.
"A large contingent of Bingzhou troops is heading towards Zhenlin from the direction of Huanyang, carrying the banner of Hua!"
"magnificent?"
Zhang Liao frowned. "Could it be Hua Xiong, the fiercest general in Dong Zhuo's army?"
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