Yang Gan looked at Krisna's exotic face, and his heart felt lifted again.

"Tell me about it~~~!"

Krisna pointed to the map and said, "The road from Shangguo territory to the front line is flat. There are forests, but it is difficult to ambush. However, there is a canyon mouth about five miles long in the middle."

Yang Gan looked at the map carefully, frowned and said, "In principle, it is unlikely that the food team will go to such a place where it is easy to ambush? If it were me, I would never go to such a place."

"A detour is possible, but it will take two days."

Yang Qian suddenly realized, no wonder, it seems that Shangguo's grain and grass logistics are under great pressure.

"You mean to ambush them over the canyon?"

"That's right, and there are still three days. Not only can we carry rolling stones and logs up there, but we can also block them. I've seen that gorge, and there's no place to hide."

"Every time they let scouts conduct reconnaissance, they would enter after confirmation, and then pass through as quickly as possible."

After listening, Yang Gan nodded, looked around and said, "You heard it all, right?"

"It won't be easy if there are scouts." Jing Huai muttered.

"If you want it to be easy to handle, why should I ask you for help? As a general, you must solve things that are difficult to handle."

"General, how about we hide the rolling stones and logs and go after the scouts leave?" Wu Gaolang put forward his own suggestion.

Krisna immediately interrupted, "No, the scouts have been on the top of the mountains on both sides and will not leave until the large force passes."

Everyone was talking a lot. Yang Qian scratched his head and felt a little pain in his head. He accidentally pulled out two hairs.

Yang Gan stared blankly at the two hairs in his hand, and suddenly panicked in his heart, "Damn it, you won't be bald early."

After shaking off his hair, he said to himself, "I can't see, I can't see, I can't see."

"Can't see???"

"??"

A flash of light flashed in Yang Gan's mind.

"Christina, will the scouts have time to leave the team's sight until they come out of the team and reach the mountain?"

Krisna took out her small book and checked it carefully and said, "Yes, I have written it down. When I turned the corner, I couldn't see it for a while, but it didn't last long. They are cavalry and they are fast."

Yang Gan looked up and said in surprise, "What else did you record? Is this a flag language?"

"I don't know if it's true. There are three scouts at a time. Each one carries a flagpole more than one foot long. They flick the green and the team below sets off."

"How many scout teams do they usually send out?"

"Four teams, three people in each team."

"Papa papa~~~~!" Yang Gan clapped his hands.

"Everyone, listen to me, this is my next plan~~~~!" Yang Gan began to tell everyone his thoughts.

In a hurry, Yang Qian's plan still had some flaws, but after discussion, it gradually began to improve.

There are still thousands of wounded in the camp. In order to prevent the news from leaking, the five hundred cavalry are specially ordered to go to sleep now.

He took Krisna and Belika, fully armed, and ran towards the mouth of Shang Guoliang Road.

In broad daylight, it is safest to set off with three people. The target is small. Even if there is any problem, with three top combat forces, as long as a small force comes over, there will be no problem whether it is annihilation or escape.

To describe all the details clearly, you also need to go to the top of the mountain to observe, not only the terrain, but also the weather.

Yang Gan looked up and couldn't help but murmured.

Dark clouds rise at sunset, and the sound of rain can be heard in the middle of the night.

Walking in the clouds at sunset, raining after midnight.

There are purple clouds in the morning, and thunderstorms come in the afternoon.

Krisna asked curiously, "What did you just read?"

"This is a little bit of common sense I learned about weather observation from the military,"

Based on the changes in sunset and clouds, you can initially predict whether the natural phenomenon of rain will occur.

"You mean, you can tell when it will rain just by looking at the sky? The countries in the east are so amazing," Krisna said in shock.

The Spartans were good at fighting, but they were not good at predicting the weather. Even with the technology of the Romans, it could be predicted within a few hours. It was simply impossible to predict tomorrow or the next few days.

"What's the point? The prediction is accurate. I think it will rain today and tomorrow, but I don't know if it will rain the day after tomorrow. But as long as it doesn't rain during the day, it's better than anything else."

At night, five hundred people came to the mouth of the gorge in uniform order. Except for the sound of horse hooves, the people and horses were silent, which shows the strict military discipline.

"Everyone, immediately collect the rolling logs and stones and hide them all in the grass. If you find anyone, kill them without mercy. No one will be spared. Nod if you understand."

Everyone nodded in unison, and not a single sound was heard.

I saw them taking out saws and other tools from their horses' pockets and starting to cut down the wood. There was still some way to the top of the mountain. If they were too close, they would be afraid of being discovered by scouts.

Only halfway through the process, thunder roared, and within a short time, heavy rain poured down.

But no one present chose to hide from the rain, and there was not even a slight change in their movements. They should chop down trees, tie them up, or pick up rocks.

The rainwater flowed downwards along Yang Gan's armor, and his vision gradually blurred.

Krisna observed the distance and said, "Yang Gan, you can't see clearly. How about we find a good position."

"There is no high place near here. I've already seen it."

"How about climbing a tree? The trees here are quite tall."

Yang Gan looked at the tree, then at the weather, and suddenly gave Krisna a chestnut.

Krisna stared at Yang Gan blankly, completely confused as to what he was doing.

"You are sick. If there is thunder right now, and I ask you to climb a tree, what if a thunder comes down and chops me down?"

"Impossible, I have never seen anyone killed by lightning."

"That's because you are lucky. You are under a tree. Trees are particularly vulnerable to lightning strikes. If it weren't for the lower ground here, we would have been struck by lightning."

"Everyone, please move faster. It's thundering and it's not safe."

Yang Gan could only explain that once there is a war, many things will not be so important. Everything should be based on military purposes, and all people or things must serve military purposes.

"Who are you? Don't run away~~~!"

"stop."

There was a loud noise, and Yang Gan rushed over immediately, only to see a man and a woman being pinned to the ground, with their mouths covered by soldiers.

Su Tiedao has been raised above his head. As long as the soldier swings it down hard, the head will fall to the ground immediately.

"Wait~~~!" Yang Gan said.

The soldier cut in half and pulled it back abruptly. Yang Gan raised the corner of his mouth and praised, "The sword skills are good."

"Thank you, General." The soldiers were overjoyed. In their minds, Yang Qian had gradually become a myth. No matter what, the army still worshiped the strong, and with so much ideological construction, it was okay.

The man looked at everything in front of him in horror, his eyes blinking non-stop because of the rain, but no matter how hard the rain fell, he always kept his eyes wide open.

A bolt of lightning struck, and the man's frightened face turned pale.

Nodding to the soldier, the soldier let go of his hand.

"Ha~~~!"

Yang Gan sneered and thought the man would scream. Unexpectedly, he was so frightened that he forgot his instinctive cry.

"He must be a spy from Shang Guo."

The man wanted to speak, but he didn't know if his throat was blocked or he couldn't speak. In the end, he shook his head anxiously, and the woman kept shrinking behind him.

"Cut it off~~~!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

With Yang Gan's light words, the man instantly grasped Yang Gan's feet as if his defense had been broken.

"Sir, sir, I, I don't want to die."

Yang Gan turned around and said coldly, "Are you a spy from Shangguo?"

"No, no, I, we, yes, no..."

Yang Gan grabbed his hand and touched it, then dragged the woman behind him out and looked at his palm.

"Not with a knife."

"If you don't say anything, I will kill you~~~!"

After a period of reflection, the man finally said calmly, "Sir, we are farmers nearby."

"Hahahaha, you think I'm stupid, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Don't tell me, you are having a tryst to elope?"

"No, no, no, sir, this is my mother-in-law. We are ready to escape. I hope you won't kill us."

Yang Gan folded his hands and let the heavy rain wash away him. He found out after asking.

It turns out that although this is a place outside Shangguo Pass, there are still some small villages with small populations.

There are fields and chickens, the men rise and fall, and the women take care of their husbands and raise their children, weaving and embroidering.
To be continued...