To the west of the forest of poisonous fog, it is close to the original provincial direction of the river.

A mighty army entered the boundary of anluoxing province and went straight to Xiyun city along the edge of the poisonous fog forest.

Looking at its banner, it is Chen Ze who has been paying attention to the army of Biping city.

The army pushed forward in a hurry, but the formation did not disperse during the March. The front, middle and rear armies were in the shape of front and arrow, clear-cut, but closely linked. They could fight at any time in case of enemy situation.

It can be seen that this is a well-trained elite in all battles.

In front of the Chinese army, there is another flag with the character of Yang, which is based on the blue wave. People around the city can recognize it. This is the exclusive banner of the city Lord Yang Siming.

Yang Siming, the leader of Biping City, was at the core of the Chinese army at this time.

His body was thin. After wearing a custom-made armor, he was like a sharp spear pointing directly at the sky, with fierce eyes.

It can be seen from the badge on his chest that his military rank is Wuyang sanmang, that is, the third-class governor.

As the army moved forward, Yang Siming occasionally flashed an anxious color in his sharp eyes, and looked into the distance several times, revealing his urgency.

Bo'an is in danger. This is the message Yang Siming received five days ago.

In the past years, Yang Siming fought with general Zheng Yuanyun and was saved by the other side many times. The two had a life-long friendship. As soon as he received the letter for help, he immediately selected troops and horses, which was the first reinforcements from other provinces to Anluo province.

After an urgent March, Yang Siming abruptly shortened the three-day journey to two days. At the moment, Xiyun city is in sight, but he is not satisfied with the speed, and the urgency between his eyebrows is still strong.

"Report!"

"Report to the city Lord, troops are stationed at the edge of the poisonous fog two miles ahead!"

The Scout's report made Yang Siming's frown a little deeper.

"Where's the army?"

"Lord Hui, the other party didn't flag. It looks like the troops of Xiyun city. The number is about 10000!"

Asked the Scout.

"From Xiyun city?"

Yang Siming's eyebrows were directly wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and the light in his eyes was flickering.

"Impossible!"

A moment later, he said flatly, "at this time, Xiyun city should have sent troops to Boan. Where are tens of thousands of troops here?"

When he spoke, he waved his hand fiercely. The messenger next to him saw it clearly. He stood high and waved the flag. In a moment, the front, middle and rear armies stopped together.

In one move, the three armies stopped, the front array of swords and shields stood in front, the archers stood behind the shield, stretched their bows and took arrows, and the cavalry troops on both sides moved in response to the wind and patrolled back and forth.

It takes only a few breaths to complete the process from marching to guarding. It can be seen from the training.

Yang Siming didn't get any color on his face. For him, he was used to it. On the contrary, his fierce eyebrows wrinkled deeper.

"My Lord, someone is coming over there!"

When the formation was just completed, I saw more than ten people riding fast horses coming to them. I quickly reported to Yang Siming.

Yang Siming is also driving his horse from the Chinese army to the front. While reporting to his subordinates, he also saw the fast horse coming at a gallop.

In a moment, when the visitor got closer, Yang Siming could even see that the first one was a thin boy of 17 or 18 years old. In the sun, the badges on each other's chest were quite eye-catching.

"First class counselor?"

Seeing his military rank, Yang Siming's face became more strange. His eyes swept again, but he saw that except for the young man, others had no military rank.

It was Chen Ze who came.

After receiving the Scout's return, he knew that the reinforcements from Biping City arrived, and the battle in the poison fog forest was not over yet. In order not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding, he chose to lead people first.

Moreover, the poison fog forest has been regarded by Chen Ze as his own war merit hunting ground. Naturally, he doesn't want to be shared by the people in Biping City, and this soup is still the kind he eats delicious, but others don't have it.

"Who's coming!"

Without Yang Siming's order, some archers had already shot at their feet to prevent the other party from getting too close. At the same time, someone shouted at them.

Chen zele lived at the head of his horse. His training during this period made his equestrian skills greatly advanced. He hugged his fist on the horse's back and said, "Chen Ze, counselor of xiaxiyun City, dare you ask if your army belongs to Biping city?"

At the same time, he quickly found the target, the armored general protected by the sword and shield hand.

"You said you were from Xiyun City, can you prove it?"

Yang Siming looked at him coldly, and his face became more and more fierce.

"The military aircraft token is here. If you don't believe it, you can have a look!"

Chen Ze knew he had this question and showed his military aircraft token.

Yang Siming raised his head a little, and his own soldiers rode forward to take the token in Chen Ze's hand, and then returned to the array and respectfully handed it to the main general.

"Is it really the Xiyun military aircraft order?"

After only one look, Yang Siming immediately raised his eyebrows. With his insight, he could distinguish the authenticity of this order, and couldn't help being more suspicious.

"Let them come."

The two sides are separated by tens of meters. It is also very inconvenient for the dialogue to rely on roaring. Yang Siming waved his hand and signaled to let go.

Chen Ze was also not afraid. He ordered the Xuanjia elite who came with him to wait in place, and rode to the other side alone.

"Where did you get this order?"

Yang Siming's eyes never left Chen Ze's military rank badge, and his suspicion was undisguised.

"This order was first handed over to me by Mr. Jing, the chief officer of the military aircraft. Later, I also got the permission of the city Lord Zheng, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get these troops."

Chen Ze smiled and didn't mind the other party's cross examination. In fact, if he delayed more time, he could get more war achievements. Naturally, he was happy to ask and answer.

"Yes, you are just a counselor. As usual, you can only borrow and transfer out 500 troops and horses. Without the instruction of the military aircraft department, you really can't lead so many troops, but the problem is..."

Yang Siming looked at Chen Ze coldly and said word by word, "what are you doing here?"

"Sir, this is the edge of the poisonous fog forest. I'm leading the troops here... It's natural to suppress the bandits."

Chen Ze replied honestly.

"Suppress bandits?"

As soon as he said this, Yang Siming's hair and beard were all open. He was furious and said, "now bo'an's troops are in danger. If you don't support the front line, what kind of bandits will you run here to suppress?"

"What's your relationship with Zheng Yuanlong? He let you fool around here?"

"This..."

Chen Ze touched his nose and sighed helplessly. He couldn't say it. He had to explain it from beginning to end.

"Sir, it's a long story. Can you take a step?"

In short, it's a matter of delaying time, and Chen Ze doesn't care, but it's always bad to talk about military aircraft before the battle.

"Excuse me?"

Yang Siming said angrily, "what can I say between the general and your little counselor?"

"Boan is in trouble. Anluo should have given full support, but you are fooling around here with tens of thousands of troops and horses. How unreasonable!"

"The general ordered you to hand over your troops and horses in his post of supervisor. He will be under the command of the general for the time being. When the danger of bo'an is relieved, he will take responsibility again!"