Chongshan Pass, in the study of the Regional Commander's Mansion.
Yang Chengye and Niu Zhuang looked at the urgent military intelligence they had just received.
After Niu Zhuang finished reading it, his expression turned extraordinarily grave. "Prince of Great Liang actually proclaimed himself emperor! Isn't he afraid of becoming the target of public criticism?"
Yang Chengye wore a faint smile. "At a time like this, what does he still have to fear?"
Niu Zhuang raised his head and looked toward Yang Chengye, asking in a deep voice, "Then what should we do? Should we send out troops?"
Yang Chengye looked at him with profound meaning. "No hurry!"
Niu Zhuang took a deep breath, truly unable to hold back the doubts in his heart. "Just what exactly are you planning?"
Although Yang Chengye had not revealed his plan to him, in name he was still the regional commander of Chongshan Town, so he still knew about many of Chongshan Town's affairs.
He might not be clear about other matters, but there were two things he knew very well.
First, Yang Chengye was deliberately reducing the grain and fodder supplies to Zhou Lan, forcing Zhou Lan to only defend passively in northern Longyuan and not dare take the initiative to attack!
Second, Yang Chengye was secretly training troops, and the training location was not Chongshan Pass, nor the Town Garrison Camp, but Fuzhou City.
All along, Fuzhou City had been the place most tightly controlled by the Yang Family. Ever since Yang Mingzhi took up the post of assistant regional commander of the Fuzhou Guard, Fuzhou had always been under the Yang Family's control.
This kind of control was different from the Yang Family's control over Chongshan Pass. Chongshan Pass had too many people and too many eyes, and neither the governor