Three Kingdoms: Starting from zero, a wealthy party

Chapter 300 Good Habits

Thinking of this, Liu Bei couldn't help hesitating. He was wondering if his current marching speed was a little slow, and whether he should speed up to really help Han Yang.

After a long time, Liu Bei took a deep breath, his eyes full of firmness.

"Come here, give me an order. Starting tomorrow, I will travel [-] miles a day." Liu Bei ordered immediately.

Thinking about it in his heart, he actually didn't want to get involved in Han Yang's affairs too much. After all, the Fifteenth Route princes were not vegetarians, and he saw it all when he was attacking Dong Zhuo.

However, he held more and more hopes for Han Yang in his heart. He gradually hoped that Han Yang could really fight against the fifteen princes and gain an advantage among the fifteen princes.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei couldn't help frowning. According to the report just now, Han Yang's retreat speed is getting slower and slower. According to normal circumstances, it shouldn't be like this. Dong Zhuo also didn't dare to fight head-on. Although the current Xiliang Army is not what it used to be, but no matter what, Han Yang only has [-] troops in his hands at this time. It is somewhat a fantasy for the princes of the road to fight against each other.

But gradually Liu Bei began to believe that Han Yang might really rely on the five thousand Xiliang army in his hands to fight against the princes with hundreds of thousands of troops.

He dare not imagine, if this is the case, then this Han Yang is too crazy, you must know that the army of the princes has hundreds of thousands, nearly 50 people, which is a hundred times that of Han Yang .

Liu Bei took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Thinking of Han Yang's situation, even Liu Bei felt a sense of passion.

"Come on, starting tomorrow, the army will advance at full speed." He changed the order again.

In the past, he thought about what Han Yang would do, what Han Yang would encounter, and what would happen to Han Yang under many encounters. He had always thought this way.

But now he has changed his mind. He doesn't want to listen to his subordinates report about Han Yang. He wants to see with his own eyes whether Han Yang is really that powerful and whether his affairs are really so legendary.

Thinking of this, Han Yang was not convinced in every way, but he couldn't help it. It was a fact that his own strength was not as good as Han Yang's.

That's it, when Han Yang didn't know anything, he, an ally, was thinking a lot. As for Han Yang now, he looked completely at ease, not only him, but also the five thousand here. All Xiliang soldiers felt this way.

At first they were chased all over the place, thinking that they were quite embarrassed.

But it’s different now, their thinking has changed. In their view, it’s not the princes of the 5000th Route chasing them, but 5000 of them are leading the princes of the 50th Route. [-] people, although the alliance of princes has an army of as many as [-], but even so, they still have nothing to do in front of people like themselves.

It was already very late at this time, and many soldiers in the Xiliang Army began to gradually fall asleep. Everyone slept peacefully. Even though their current situation might not be safe, they still slept peacefully.

Because all of them know that their lord Han Yang is also here, and they have shown the strongest trust in Han Yang during this period of time.

As long as Han Yang is there, as long as their lord is there, they can sleep soundly, even now they are still under the pursuit of the rushing enemy army.

Outside, there are quite a few Xiliang Army patrols carefully patrolling or standing guard in the camp. Everyone is in an abnormal spirit, and their faces are full of fighting passion.

The weather in the north is hot during the day, but it will become very cool at night. On the high platform of the camp, the soldiers are holding long guns, and there is still a cold light on the tip of the gun, and the whole person is standing upright.

Han Yang strode out from the entrance of the Chinese army tent, and finally stood here with his hands behind the door, looking at the stars in the sky and the quiet night, his thoughtful thoughts gradually quieted down.

First, he died suddenly in his own society, but what he never imagined in his dreams was that he would come to this troubled Three Kingdoms, and that he could get along so well in the Three Kingdoms period, which was also unexpected to him.

Gradually, he thought about his own future, or in other words, he was thinking about the future, but he couldn't figure out what he would be like in the future.

He always felt that he would not stay in this world for a long time, and this was not where he would eventually be. In other words, this was not his main battlefield, but a place to start or practice.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but it was real.

Facing the siege of the Fifteenth Route princes, if it were any other person, he would have been scared to pee his pants, but Han Yang didn't feel much during the implementation of the system, and he didn't do it at all. The princes of the five routes paid attention to it.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind, but the footsteps gradually stopped.

Han Yang could figure it out even if he didn't look back, the person who came must be Zuo Chun, the reason why he stopped was because he saw that he was contemplating the problem and didn't bother him.

"What's the matter?" Han Yang took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality and said.

"My lord, there is news from ahead." Zuo Chun said softly, maybe it was because of the magnetic powder at this time, which made him, a big man who usually bluffs, speak much softer at this time.

"It's Zhang Miao's situation." Han Yang guessed.

"That's right, Zhang Miao is very close to us, and according to the news, he may launch a sneak attack on our camp tonight." Zuo Chun said.

Han Yang curled his lips and smiled disdainfully, "If I remember correctly, Zhang Miao has nearly 7 horses in his hands."

"Yes, my lord, Zhang Miao's strength is not strong among the princes, but he is definitely not weak. The 7 horses in his hands are relatively elite soldiers." Zuo Chun nodded and said.

"Hmph, with 7 people, Zhang Miao is really promising when facing 5000 of us." Han Yang said disdainfully.

"Then, my lord, should we arrange it?" Zuo Chun thought for a while and said.

"Arrangement? How do you want to arrange it? Haven't we already arranged it?" Han Yang said softly.

Zuo Chun couldn't help being taken aback, and worried in his heart, "My lord, with our little preparation, is it true that nothing will happen?"

In fact, the Xiliang army has always had a good habit, that is, no matter where the Xiliang army camps, they will set up traps like a net around them in advance.

(End of this chapter)