On the morning of March 13, the army was dou Mao. After dou Mao, ** Yong invited Jiang Anyi, who was waiting outside the commander's tent. ** Yong had never seen this world-famous top scholar. Seeing that Jiang Anyi and Jiang Anyong looked five points similar, they were full of heroism and did not have the sense of weakness that scholars gave people, and they developed a little favor.

Jiang Anyi bowed and said, "The emperor has met General Li."

**Yong owed his body and said with a smile: "Master Jiang is frightened. I heard from my brother that you were robbed and killed by the Moqi on the way to the Central Army. Later, an assassin committed an assassin. This matter is too serious and it is difficult for Li to interfere, so he sent someone to escort Master Jiang to the Central Army. Master Jiang went to tell the general."

There were many strange things about Jiang Anyi's encounter with the enemy. **Yong did not want to cause trouble, so he directly sent Jiang Anyong to escort him to the central army. The central army was only more than ten miles away. Jiang Anyi and others arrived at the third hour of Maozheng. The military order was there, and Jiang Anyong did not dare to delay, so he immediately bid farewell to his elder brother and returned to the team.

The officer of the gate told the general that the general was the general, and the senator of the army asked for a meeting. Wang Keming was stunned. Isn’t Jiang Anyi in Zhu Jinfeng’s camp? Why did he appear in the central army early in the morning? With a summon, Jiang Anyi came to the general’s tent. The army had no selfish friendship. Jiang Anyi bowed according to the rules and told his purpose.

When Wang Keming learned that Jiang Anyi was rumored to be a token of the commander's tent, he met the moqi robbery and another assassin. Wang Keming was shocked and sweated. Although the twenty signs around him were only seventh and eighth-rank lieutenants, they were all family generals and servants he brought from the mansion. They have been with him for at least ten years and are close friends he trusted.

The token was immediately checked, and only five of the six tokens were left. The flag plaque officer was summoned again. Hong Zuoxian disappeared. Wang Keming was furious and asked the flag plaque chief Wang UFIDA. Wang UFIDA was his personal guard. He had been by his side for more than 30 years and saved his life on the battlefield several times.

Wang UFIDA knew the matter was serious and hurriedly knelt down and reported, "I had somehow eaten my stomach yesterday and was not energetic, so I asked Hong Zuoxian to temporarily take care of me. Unexpectedly, he would steal the token and fake the order to pass on the coach."

Hong Zuoxian is dead and there is nowhere to be verified. Wang Keming's eyes passed by Huang Xi's body beside him. Seeing that Huang Xi was calm and flawless, Jiang Anyi, the encirclement of Badai's tribe, was attacked twice, and once at the garrison, it was clearly his own people's actions. Jiang Anyi made a feud with the people in the Jianghu, but the possibility of the people in the Jianghu was not high, and there was no benefit. Who risked the crime of raiding the family to assassinate the court officials. Moreover, Jiang Anyi was famous, and the fate of the more than ten killers in Jiangzhou would also make the killers consider it.

Wang Keming heard that Huang Xi and Jiang Anyi were incompatible. Jiang Anyi was the prince's teacher, while Huang Xi was the Meng master of King An of Chu, and the two teachers were their masters. Huang Xi had many capable people under his command, and the most likely was that he sent someone to attack him. Hong Zuoxian was his own person. There was only one possibility to let him steal the token. Hong Zuoxian was the secret thread buried by Long Wei.

The war is imminent and the internal struggle is still endless. Wang Keming frowned. The emperor's imperial guard meeting set off after worshiping the world on March 16th. Officials from the Ministry of Rites have arrived in Zhenbei City first and are discussing the matter with the left-behind officials. The emperor is troubled by everything. As the commander of the Zhenbei Camp, he has to prepare too much and he really has no energy to disperse this matter. The assassin dares to assassin repeatedly assassin, and may have seen this clearly.

"Wang UFIDA neglected his duties, resulting in the loss of the token, and almost made a big mistake. He was responsible for forty military sticks and demoted him to the rank of the rank of Zhiguo (Seventh-rank)

). "The flag captain was General Dingyuan (fifth rank). He was demoted to level 8 at once, which was not bad. However, Jiang Anyi could clearly feel the protection of Duke Shen to Wang Yongyou.

"I will send people to investigate this matter and arrest assassins, and never let anyone commit crimes go." Wang Keming said sternly. Fortunately, the loss of the token this time was only targeted by Jiang Anyi. If the soldiers were mobilized by the desert, Wang Keming would be unlucky.

The general retreated and the generals left. Wang Keming kept Jiang Anyi and said with a wry smile: "Anyi, I am not convenient to get involved in this matter. I hope you can understand more." Jiang Anyi thought about this matter carefully and estimated that Duke Shen could only cut the mess quickly and deal with it vaguely, otherwise the battle would lead to a large loss of the token, which would cause a lot of shock to the morale of the army and lose the big ones.

Jiang Anyi smiled and said, "Master, Jiang understands that the war is the most important thing in everything, and I will talk about what Jiang is doing."

Wang Keming stretched out his hand to caress Jiang Anyi's back and said, "Shame, Wang is jealous of evil by nature. He did not expect that he would lose all his desires. He realized that he was in a state of decline. I hope that after this battle, Wang will be able to entertain Anyi's poems and wine, and enjoy the rest of his life."

Jiang Anyi remembered that when he first met Wang Keming, Duke Shen was elegant and elegant, as if he was a god. The Duke Shen in front of him had turned white, his face was haggard, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes. Only his eyes were as bright as before, exuding a proud and heroic style. This Duke, who was born in a wealthy family, did not like power and enjoyment, spent most of his life resisting foreign enemies in a bitter and cold place, fighting for the people of the Central Plains to be invaded by the desert cavalry. Such a person is the real man and the backbone of the country.

"It was a blessing for Jiang to be appreciated by the Duke of the Kingdom. Jiang Anyi still remembers the heroic figure who climbed a high tower and sang generously. If he had free time, Jiang would do his best to write a song for the Duke of the Kingdom, so that the Duke of the Kingdom's reputation would be passed down to future generations." Jiang Anyi promised with a sigh.

Wang Keming laughed and said, "Wang is so lucky to be able to get the wonderful words of the immortal. In the next two years, the old man will be full of 60 years. An Yi will use this as my birthday gift."

"Dare not obeying."

The laughter gradually became lowered. Jiang Anyi noticed that even when he was laughing loudly, the gloom of Duke Shen's brows still did not dissipate, and said softly: "The Duke is responsible for the heavy responsibility. As millions of powerful troops hope, the more you should take care of your health and respect your country."

Wang Keming said: "Don't worry, An Yi, I have been working hard since I was a child. These fatigue is nothing. I have time to rest after the war. An Yi, what do you think about this military use?"

"A million soldiers will definitely attack the royal court, and the worries of a thousand years will be resolved." Jiang Anyi said confidently.

Wang Keming was silent for a moment and said, "The desert land is vast, the desert people are skilled in riding and shooting, and they are familiar with the land type. If we can work together, it will not be easy for our army to win."

Like most people, Jiang Anyi was full of confidence in this northern expedition and regarded it as a good opportunity to make achievements. When he heard Wang Keming's concern, he smiled disapprovingly: "The general is too worried. Although our army is not as good as the Mo people, its weapons are far stronger than the Mo army. Forty thousand heavy armors are even more slim. Even if there are many Mo cavalry, it will be difficult to stop its attack."

Wang Keming smiled bitterly: "At present, the army is blindly optimistic and despised the Mo people, thinking that victory is at a loss. We need to know that Sun Sheng Zeng said: War is a major event of the country, a place of life and death, and a way to survive and die. The Mo people have been a great enemy of the Central Plains for more than a thousand years, so how can they be regarded as lightly?"

“Since the Mid-Autumn Festival last year,

The Mo people continued to harass our army, and those Mo people tribes that surrendered to our country were either destroyed or rebelled heavily. Our army gradually lost the hearing of Mo. The situation sent by the Military Information Department was complicated, and it was difficult to distinguish the true or false, and it was difficult to know one and the other."

Wang Keming sighed with great concern: "This time he encircled the Badai tribe, and the 25,000 elite troops of the Badai tribe were still allowed to escape from the siege. Zhang Shang was just a mistake, but it was mainly because of the unfamiliar terrain. Not to mention him, I also thought that the Baruge River was surging and a natural barrier. I didn't expect that the river was frozen and the horse could pass. Alas."

Jiang Anyi had a sudden inspiration. Last night, he thought about the method of making meritorious achievements and wanted to find a way to break the enemy and make meritorious achievements from the demon's memory. However, the demon's memory was too terrifying. The scene of the battle was like a god and demon taking action, destroying the sky and breaking the earth, and moving mountains and seas. Jiang Anyi didn't dare to look at it anymore and retreated, his heart was still pounding. It seemed that the demon was a god and demon descending to earth.

At this moment, Duke Shen sighed that the terrain was not familiar with. Jiang Anyi remembered the marching map he saw in the General's Mansion. At that time, he carefully remembered the terrain map and compared the situation of his journey to the Laerna Valley, he felt that the map was simple and distorted. The Baruge River was a short line on the map, and he really couldn't see anything.

Jiang Anyi's inspiration was "sand table". Historical records show that Ma Yuan, a famous general of the Great Qi Empire, once "gathered rice into a valley, pointed to the situation, taught the Taoist paths, and analyzed the twists and turns, which was obvious." Because his role was too important, Emperor Ming of Qi locked it in the treasure house. He ordered Ma Yuan not to write in words and teach it to future generations. When Qi was destroyed, the treasure house was destroyed in a big fire, and the method of making sand tables was lost. Later generations wanted to restore the sand table through a few short sentences in history books, but they could not do it.

In a moment, a large amount of information poured into my mind, using wooden frames as frames, sand as the base, grid as the scale, marking heights with bamboo sticks, then pile up landforms, identifying roads, rivers with cloth strips, and marking cities and villages with models, etc. Jiang Anyi smiled and said, "Jiang once read the method of sand table manufacturing in an ancient book..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Keming jumped up in surprise and said, "Be serious, will An Yi create a sand table? If we can create a sand table, our army will be like a tiger and a chance of winning will be even more."

Seeing Wang Keming attaching so much importance to the sand table, Jiang Anyi was secretly happy that he wanted to make achievements in the northern expedition, but his strength was insufficient, so he could only rely on the sand table. Even after he explained the method of creating the sand table in his memory to Wang Keming, Wang Keming listened very carefully and kept interrogating and asking in detail.

The middle-aged officer entered the tent and reported that the army was about to set off. Wang Keming said unsatisfiedly: "An Yi followed me and talked to me all the way."

When the Shenshi army camped again, Jiang Anyi and Wang Keming had been discussing for three hours on the road, teaching each other and the method of making sand tables was formed in Jiang Anyi's head. Wang Keming said: "This matter is crucial. After returning to Zhenbei City, I will send craftsmen to obey your command and strive to create a map of the northern desert sand table before the arrival of Long Live. Anyi, with this sand table, it is enough to promote you to be Count, and Ruoyi seems that I can promote you to be marquis."

Jiang Anyi was overjoyed. He felt deeply that his foundation was shallow and was not enough to protect his family from wind and rain. If he could be promoted to the earl, he would enter the ranks of powerful people, which was much more practical than the fourth-rank official rank. The title had many privileges and could be passed on to future generations. He was only the lowest baron now. If he could become an earl, he would have the opportunity to become a marquis in the future, which means that the wind and rain from the officialdom could not easily blow him.
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