As winter comes, the land in the clouds is covered with white frost. The distant mountains are continuous and the green onions are stained with snow. On the streets of the city in the clouds, there are only pedestrians in groups of three or three, and sometimes they go to a few shops on the street to buy some daily necessities.

Business is sparse, and the shop's guys are listless, wearing thick cotton robes and leaning against the corner to resist the cold wind blowing from the north.

Not everyone can tolerate the severe coldness of the border.

The sky was shining with clouds, and it seemed that it was about to snow heavily.

With the wind and snow in the north, most of the production activities cannot continue, whether it is the Huns or the Qin Dynasty.

Before this winter came, Yunzhong County Government organized many county residents to go up the mountain to cut firewood, and transported a large amount of charcoal from several newly opened charcoal farms around to distribute it to residents of every household in the city.

Qianshou hid at home, and the richer ones lit the charcoal fire, and the whole family sat together. The herbs picked from the mountains were boiled in the central stove, and the hot smoke emitting the fire. The poorer ones wrapped themselves in cotton clothes early, lay on their kang, covered with mattresses, and slept all day.

With a neigh, the rumbling sound of carriages passing through the streets.

Two trucks were galloping on the sparsely crowded street, and the flags with cloud patterns stood on the carriage showed the identity of their military vehicles.

The carriage was wrapped in a thick rain-proof tent cloth, tightly and I couldn't see clearly what was loaded inside?

Two carriages walked through the East Street, heading west, and arrived at the city gate in front of Yunzhongwai Mansion. The soldiers guarding the gate inspected the identity of the soldiers transporting the carriage and let them in.

The carriage stopped in front of the arsenal next to the western wall of the mansion. The arsenal guard called the arsenal and talked to the officer escorting the vehicle. Several arsenal guards lifted the tent cover.

Above the truck, full of rows of shiny long spears, ring-headed knives and bundles of three-sided arrowheads.

The Arsenal counted the supplies on the cars, and after confirming that they were correct, he quickly asked the guard to carry them in.

The strength of the Qin army is not only due to its long-term training and brave soldiers, but also its strong logistics system and unified military standards.

From south to north, all bows, swords, swords, spears, crossbows, arrows and other armaments, regardless of weight, length, sharpness, and various standards. Unification not only accelerates the manufacturing speed of arms, but also makes soldiers' combat training more standardized. There will be no situation where crossbow arrows made in Yanmen cannot be used when they are taken into the clouds.

In large-scale military operations, discipline and norms are often more important than personal courage.

The carriage transporting the arms slowly left, and a young general wearing black armor came over.

The Arsenal saw the visitor from afar and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"General Han Xin!"

Han Xin nodded and walked in front, and Arcang followed behind him.

"how's it going?"

There were guards inside and outside the arsenal, carrying the arms. Han Xin made way and asked as he watched the soldiers come and go.

"Report to the general, the last batch of crossbow arrows, long spears and ring-headed swords have been transported over. The subordinates counted the supplies, and the quantity was accurate." The Arsenal replied.

Han Xin walked through the warehouses in the arsenal, inspected them in person, and left.

The soldiers and horses in the clouds were recruited and trained by Han Xin himself. This arsenal was a centurion under Han Xin's former command.

Although Han Xin was young, his military training was quite well-organized.

The land in the clouds is narrow and the population is quite sparse. Over the years, Ying Ziyi has moved the 50,000 Yulin Army under his jurisdiction to Yunzhong, Yanmen, Taiyuan, Shangdang and other places one after another.

And in Yunzhong, there were about 8,000 troops stationed, and with the local county soldiers, the Yunzhong defenders were about 10,000.

As the old tribes of Zhao State were eliminated, these places were gradually controlled by Ying Ziyi. They stationed troops, garrisoned fields, reclaimed wasteland, and built camps and fortifications, and Zhao's land gradually became calmer.

Han Xin left the arsenal and headed to Tiance Mansion.

The huge copper stove was floating with curling cigarettes, and there were two worlds outside the house and inside the house. A wall was separated by a wall, just like the difference between spring and winter.

There was a huge map on the table. Ying Ziyi was wearing a thick jade-colored black-edged brocade robe, standing with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the table, with Zhang Liang, Chen Ping and others on both sides.

"Your Highness, Prince." Han Xin bowed and said, "The last batch of arms has been transported into the mansion."

"Yeah!" Ying Ziyi nodded, pointed to a pass on the map with one hand, and said, "It's a heavy snow that is everywhere. The news from the Huns may not be delivered for a while. However, according to previous information, once the Huns' army breaks through the Great Wall defense line, it will go straight to the clouds, besiege Yunzhong City, and lure Meng Tian to lead his army to rescue. In this battle, it will be best to destroy the Huns' military strength."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince means to use clouds as bait to fish the Xiongnu army to Jiuyuan." Zhang Liang quickly understood what Ying Ziyi meant and said.

"That's right." Zhang Liang, who left the little sage village, faded away the kindness of a Confucian scholar. As a strategist, his elegant temperament had a bit of coldness.

"Once the war situation on Meng Tian's side progresses smoothly, this will surely be one of the rare great victories in the history of the imperial war. The subsequent county governments of Jiuyuan in the north can be safely unfolded. The Western Regions, Wuche City, Jiuyuan and even Zhao can be truly connected."

After Ying Ziyi finished speaking, Zhang Liang had a hint of sorrow on his face and said, "Meng Tian is an imperial general, so there is no need to worry about the war there. Your Highness, Yunzhong is in quite trouble."

There were only 10,000 defenders in Yunzhong, and they were scattered among more than ten county towns including Yuanyang, Beiyu, Wuquan, Xianyang, Yunzhong. Most of the garrisons in Yanmen County, Dai County and other places were infantry. It took time for them to come here.

Once the Huns in Yunzhong learn that something happened in Jiuyuan, their feint attack would become a real attack. If the Huns start revenge at any cost, then Yunzhong City would become the most dangerous place.

"Although most of the Huns were war cavalry and were not good at siegeing the city, once they fought hard, we would suffer heavy losses here."

Chen Ping also had the same concerns.

Ying Ziyi didn't feel like he was in deep thought after listening to the two great strategists. "I am not worried about the safety of Yunzhong City. However, if the Huns fail to attack the city, they will probably loot the place."

This is also what Ying Ziyi is most worried about. He finally planted fields for four years. After the Huns, he was afraid that he would return to before liberation. After a long time, he looked at Han Xin and asked, "Do you have any good solutions?"

"At present, most of the cavalry in the empire are concentrated under Meng Tian's hands, and the rest are in Zhaowu City and Guanzhong. In the clouds, there are only His Highness's three thousand ghost prisons. We have insufficient mobility and can only defend." Han Xin said.

In Han Xin's opinion, this is also the most insufficient point in this strategy. To lure the enemy into the depth, his strength is only enough to defend. Once there is a change, it is difficult to be thorough.

"If it were a cavalry, there would be eight thousand cavalry guarding Taiyuan." Ying Ziyi smiled and said.

"What?" Everyone was shocked. When did the eight thousand cavalry more betrothed in Taiyuan? They were in Tiance Prefecture. Although this institution was not conspicuous, they actually controlled the military and political affairs of Shangdang, Taiyuan, Dai, Yunzhong County and other counties. What's more, the eight thousand cavalry was almost half of the garrison of Taiyuan County. Suddenly, there were so many cavalry more in Taiyuan County, so why did they not know any news?

"Although there is no Taiyuan County now, eight thousand cavalry can appear at any time." Ying Ziyi smiled. "As early as three years ago, I had already ordered people to transfer war horses from the northern region, Longxi and other counties to the horse farm near Taiyuan in batches. Now there are almost 20,000 war horses available in Taiyuan."

Everyone looked at it and didn't understand what Ying Ziyi meant. The so-called cavalry is not just a horse.

The cavalry without long-term training is no different from the infantry riding on horseback.

Knowing everyone's doubts, Ying Ziyi continued: "Over the years, I have transferred a large number of generals from Zhaowu City, Wuche City and other places to Taiyuan. Although they all received positions in the army of Caiguan Jiezhang, they were actually cavalry generals. According to my instructions, they also trained the soldiers under their command."

"I understand." Zhang Liang nodded, "In this way, with the cavalry generals who have been through battle formations in the Western Regions for a long time, as long as they can withstand the test on the battlefield, the empire will inevitably have another elite cavalry."

Han Xin's eyes lit up, he looked at the map and pointed to the checkpoint: "With this power, we can completely turn defense into offense."

Unlike infantry, the cavalry's reinforcements are faster and more flexible. The road from Taiyuan to Yanmen and other places has been built, so the reinforcements are much faster.

With this advantage, we can completely take advantage of the fact that the Huns did not react and give them a fatal blow.

....

Xianyang, the eldest son’s mansion.

"Miss Tian Yan, you are finally here." Chang Wenjun was waiting outside. Tian Yan, wearing a white cotton robe, walked out of the carriage with the help of his maid Xiaolan.

And Changwenjun, the important minister whom the young master Fusu relied on, had just led his army back from Kanto. At this time, he was waiting outside the mansion to show respect for Tian Yan.

"Chang Wenjun." Tian Yan bowed to Chang Wenjun.

"The young master recruited me from the farmer's house. I wonder what's going on?"

After Chang Wenjun returned the gift, the two walked into the eldest son's mansion side by side, and Tian Yan asked.

Chang Wenjun's face tightened and said, "It's about Jiuyuan."

"Hu people?"

Tian Yan said in confusion, but she didn't say the next sentence. Is it for the Hu people or the man in the clouds?

The military of the Northern Expedition of the Empire had been under a long process. Just now, news came from Jiuyuan that General Meng Tian had recovered the land from north to south of the Yellow River.

Such a great victory is enough to go down in history!

To Tian Yan's surprise, the eldest son not only called her over, but also called people from other sects.

Gao Jianli of the Mo family, Qingxuzi, the elder of the Taoist school, and other peasant hall masters and leaders of some major forces.

Everyone greeted each other, and after Tian Yan sat down, Young Master Fusu came soon after.

After not seeing each other for several years, the edges and corners of the young master Fusu’s face appeared, and his weakness and strength were fading.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Everyone greeted him, and Fusu waved his hand gently, indicating that you should be welcome.

"This time we'll gather you all over, and there are some things that need the help of all heroes."

"Young Master, I have given me instructions, and the Mo family will not refuse." Gao Jianli said first, and the others also expressed their opinions one by one.

"Everyone also knows that the empire was expelling the Huns in the north. General Meng Tian was accomplished, but recently, the Huns were unwilling to fail. A large number of Hun masters sneaked across Taoshan and attacked the empire's baggage team and camps. The empire's fortifications slowed down again and again. The father was very angry. Therefore, I hope you can send masters to the north to assist General Meng Tian in the north to expel the Huns."

After Fusu finished speaking, everyone looked embarrassed.

Qingxuzi, the elder of the Taoist sect, paused and said, "We are all people in the world. If we go there, it is unlikely that we will gain the trust of General Meng Tian."

"Everyone can rest assured that I will compile a book on Meng Tian to explain the situation." said the young master Fusu.

Tian Yan was a little surprised that the Luowang under Prince Qin was one of the few elites. What's more, there have been rumors in the world that Wei Zhuang appeared in Yunzhong County and served under Ying Ziyi's command. If this is true, then the killers under Wei Zhuang who have trained over the years have been assigned to Prince Qin's account. How could there be insufficient masters on the border?

Someone still expressed Tian Yan's doubts, but he was obviously still scared, wondering if this was a conspiracy of Prince Qin.

Chang Wenjun sneered and said, "The so-called Prince, I'm afraid there's nothing left in that so-called Prince. For the past four years, he has been trapped in the Yunzhong. His subordinates saw that the situation was despair and the birds and beasts scattered. What can we do now?"

Chang Wenjun said very contemptuously. Over the years, the emperor's health has become worse and worse, and Fusu's prestige in the court and among the people has become higher and higher. The prince has lived in the border for a long time and has made no achievements. However, the great achievements that Prince Fusu has achieved in the court over the years are obvious to all.

In comparison, in Xianyang City, this prince is rarely mentioned in the Qianshou.

This is what everyone present hopes for. Once Ying Ziyi’s title of prince is deposed, it will be obvious that the young master Fusu ascends the throne.

"I understand, the Mo family is willing to serve His Highness the Prince." Gao Jianli said with a hand.

"We are willing to serve His Highness the Young Master."

After everyone left, the young master Fusu left Tian Yan alone and said, "Miss Tian Yan, the north wind is cold, you should not go this time!"

Fusu's voice was filled with concern, and his affection for Tian Yan was also obvious.

Tian Yan said lightly: "No one can lead the masters in the hall north except me. Moreover, I also want to meet the masters of the Hu people. What is it like?"

When Tian Yan said this, the shadow of the man flashed through his heart.
Chapter completed!