At noon, more than 20,000 troops had already been fully assembled in front of Yifeng City, and they just waited for Huang Yuchen to depart Zhangyang City.

Huang Yuchen left the Martial Palace and walked near the city gate. Wang Junliang and his several generals came to see him off.

Although he was very reluctant, Zhang Mingyuan and Gui Yongnian still handed over their elite troops to Commander Wang Junliang, which not only guaranteed Yifeng City would not fail, but also guaranteed their management of these troops.

Of course, all this was seen in Huang Yuchen's eyes, but he didn't say a word.

If Wang Junliang could not even solve this problem, he would not be able to become a shareholder of the right to him in the future.

Wang Junliang walked behind Huang Yuchen, arrived near the city gate, and stopped.

Outside Yifeng City, there are rows of neatly arranged soldiers in Mingyuan City, with military appearance and heroic appearance.

Just looking at the surface, it looks like an elite teacher.

Huang Yuchen glanced around the troops in Mingyuan City, without a look on his face.

Wang Junliang, who was standing beside him, whispered: "Prince, what if you take down Zhangyang City in three days?"

Huang Yuchen turned to look at Wang Junliang, smiled slightly, and said, "I will shoot people to hand over you. For the time being, you can stay in Yifeng City first."

After saying that, Huang Yuchen walked straight forward and whispered loudly: "Get out!" He never looked back and looked at Wang Junliang.

Wang Junliang looked at Huang Yuchen's back and felt a little moved. After a few days of not seeing him, Huang Yuchen seemed to have matured a little more.

However, he was still very happy about becoming the garrison of Yifeng City. Huang Yuchen was able to get him from all the way, which means that he was still trustworthy in his heart.

Therefore, after Wang Junliang returned to the city, he immediately began to arrange the defense of Yifeng City. If Yifeng City is not well defended, Wang Junliang's grand career will end here.

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Huang Yuchen divided the 20,000 soldiers into three groups, with two thousand soldiers in the front army, ten thousand soldiers in the middle army, and eight thousand soldiers in the back, with five miles apart, and quickly advancing forward.

But Huang Yuchen did not arrange a scout in the army. He asked the livestock to walk before the team and report any information he saw at all times.

No other general raised objections to Huang Yuchen's arrangements. In their eyes, Huang Yuchen seemed to have the intention of being single-minded.

Twenty thousand soldiers went to attack Zhangyang City. If Zhangyang City defended the city to the death, it would probably not be enough even if all the military power was consumed.

These generals did not have a clever plan to break through Zhangyang City, so they would not cause Huang Yuchen's bad intentions.

In the deep snow, all the soldiers were unable to ride horses, and the same was true for Huang Yuchen, walking along the snow with many soldiers.

However, among the entire army, Huang Yuchen and Zhuang Lexian's bodies had never been trapped in the snow. Their steps were lightly walking on the snow on the surface, very relaxed.

From this point of view alone, Huang Yuchen and Zhuang Lexian's cultivation is already extremely high, and they can easily control their bodies and avoid falling.

The army was moving forward, and the speed was not too fast, but it also gave Huang Yuchen time, allowing him to think carefully about how to break through the problem of Zhangyang City.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Huang Yuchen has led a large group of troops to attack the city.

He was naturally a little nervous inside.

There are too many things to consider in the battle between a large group of people. If there is a little details that are not considered thoroughly, it may lead to a loss in the whole market.

Huang Yuchen was very cautious about this.

The 20,000 army only brought five days of food. Including the two days of journey, it was actually only three days for Huang Yuchen to conquer the city.

Leading troops to siege the city is definitely not the same as bringing a few masters into the city.

And a city like Zhangyang City is probably not just one guard.

From Luo Qian's mouth, Huang Yuchen roughly learned about the situation in Zhangyang City.

This city was previously bloody and cleaned by the Western Prince's Mansion. Those who were loyal to the Emperor of Praying Heaven were probably completely slaughtered at this moment.

It would be very difficult to surrender like Yifeng City. Huang Yuchen was thinking about a perfect strategy in his mind, a strategy that could kill the entire Zhangyang City with one blow.

It's just that this kind of strategy is not that easy to come up with.

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Two hundred miles away, Zhangyang City.

Today is a good day, with clear sky and bright sunshine.

In the cold winter, you can also feel a little warmth.

A chair is placed in front of Zhangyang City, next to the chair is a tea table. In front of the tea table, a straight small stove is made of an ancient teapot.

A young general sat leisurely on the top of the city. From time to time, he picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip, which was so comfortable.

Even in such a bright weather, it was very cold outside. It was very strange that the young general sat on the city wall so comfortably.

A breeze blew, and the soldiers guarding next to him shuddered, and they were no longer surprised by the strange behavior of the young general.

Looking at the scenery outside Zhangyang City, the young man's mouth lightly rose, his eyes shone brightly, and he saw that he was very capable.

"Report!"

One person walked up the city wall quickly, but after he stepped onto the city wall, his steps slowed down and gently walked to the young general, and said beside the young general: "Lord, report to the new battle."

"Tell me." The young general picked up the teacup again and took a sip, and the wind was calm.

"Prince Qi Tian Huang Yuchen suddenly appeared in Yifeng City and took over the command of the Mingyuan City troops who were attacking Yifeng City. The Master of Mingyuan City fled."

"Now Yifeng City is under the command of Prince Huang Yuchen. He is gathering 20,000 troops to approach Zhangyang City."

The man finished speaking quickly, but his voice was very light, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

This was completely heard by the young general, but his expression did not change at all. He just picked up the teapot and filled the tea that was boiled inside.

After a while, he asked, "Where have you been?"

"It's less than two hundred miles away from Zhangyang City." The man whispered: "But he has just obtained control of the troops, and he is afraid that his combat power will not be too strong."

"Then you just underestimate him." The young general narrowed his eyes slightly, looked into the distance, and whispered: "Can you still understand him if I understand him?"

Hearing this, the man was slightly stunned, and said nothing. He paused for a moment before asking, "Master, do you have any instructions?"

"No, you can go on, and if there is any other situation, please report it to me at any time."

The young Qing said lightly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

The person behind him whispered, and then slowly retreated. His footsteps were extremely light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the purity of the young man.

"Has the lake in the city been smashed open?" the young man turned around and asked the sergeant behind him.

Hearing this, the soldier turned to look into the city and saw a few people dressed in sergeants pounding the lake with weapons on a lake in the city, as if he wanted to make an ice hole.

"Go back to General, not yet." The sergeant replied softly.

"It's really troublesome!" The young general cursed in a low voice, then pulled out the long sword from the scabbard beside him and slashed the sword along the sky.

I saw a bright sword energy rising into the air and then disappeared from the sky.

The young man drew his sword and put it into the sheath, picked up the teacup and drank tea again.

After a moment, the bright sword energy fell from the sky and slashed directly on the lake surface. With a loud bang, a large pit was set aside on the lake surface, revealing the cold water under the thick ice layer.

"Go, set up the pavilion for me, I'll go fishing later." The young general gave a casual order, and the soldiers behind him immediately took the order and walked down quickly.

On the lake, a group of soldiers began to work quickly. Soon, a pavilion was set up, and there were also ancient tables and seats in the pavilion.

A fishing rod penetrated deep into the lake. In order to prevent the lake from freezing, there were two soldiers standing on the left and right, constantly using the weapons in their hands to poke the frozen water that immediately moved.

The young man smiled slightly, flashed and disappeared on the city wall.

Then, his figure appeared in the pavilion, holding a fishing rod in his hand, drinking tea and fishing.

It seemed as if the entire Zhangyang City was accustomed to this matter, and the pedestrians on the street were still busy, and no one was watching here.

"Huang Yuchen...you are here."

The young general thought to himself while fishing.

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The army marched forward until late at night and walked about forty miles. Huang Yuchen ordered the entire army to repair it on site.

Under Huang Yuchen's order, all the soldiers began to rest on the spot. The speed of the day was enough for these new recruits to suffer.

Huang Yuchen looked at the soldiers who had rested in the military camp. The day's rushing march had almost consumed all their physical strength, which was obviously the result of insufficient training.

Such sergeants can only count, but they are completely unable to reach the level of elite troops.

At this time, Huang Yuchen suddenly remembered the scene of fighting side by side with Yu Sheng in the enclave.

Thinking of the scene where thousands of people and thousands of riders rush around the enclave, such a soldier can be called elite.

If the elite troops of the Eastern Prince's Mansion are in his hands, Huang Yuchen would dare to try any city.

However, he only has such a sergeant in his hands. No matter what, he must use such a sergeant to conquer Zhangyang City. Whenever he thinks of this, Huang Yuchen will have a headache.

He hadn't thought of a perfect solution to capture Zhangyang City with the least amount of troops.

Huang Yuchen walked into his big tent and sat on the top of the tent. There was no one else in the tent, only Zhuang Lexian, who was bored, and Luo Qian, the personal soldier standing behind Huang Yuchen.

Zhuang Lexian looked up at Huang Yuchen, and saw that he was a little frowning. He suddenly grinned and said, "What's wrong with you? You're so depressed every day, are you tired?"

Huang Yuchen didn't say anything. Speaking these words to Zhuang Lexian was equivalent to playing the piano to the cow.

Seeing that Huang Yuchen ignored him, Zhuang Lexian suddenly became excited. He sat up, looked at Huang Yuchen, and said, "I ask you, what's wrong with you!"

Huang Yuchen glanced at Zhuang Lexian and said, "I can't think of a way to break through Zhangyang City."

And at this moment, Luo Qian behind him said, "Prince, I have a way."
Chapter completed!