Jun Jiuling

After inspecting the refugee resettlement, Madam Yu returned to the house arranged by Tian Yao when it was dark.

Hejian Mansion, which has not been impacted by the Jin soldiers, has maintained its prosperity in the past. The house behind the mansion is gorgeous and warm.

Groups of maids and servants in the courtyard waited on Mrs. Yu to wash and change clothes, and served gourmet meals. The family members of civil servants and generals in the prefecture city sat in groups and chatted with Mrs. Yu.

It wasn't until the lights came on that the ladies all said their goodbyes.

The curtains in the room were lowered, the lights were turned off one by one, and the maids and servants retreated, leaving Madam Yu alone.

It wasn't until this moment that Mrs. Yu breathed out slowly, with an unconcealed exhaustion, and slowly leaned on the bed. After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have fallen asleep, but the next moment she slowly stretched out her hand again, from the neck. Take out a jade pendant.

It was a small jade ring, not of good quality, tied on a red string.

Madam Yu closed her eyes and caressed Yuhuan one after another.

"Yulang, it seems that in this life, you will be one step ahead of me." She murmured in a low voice, the corners of her eyes sparkling.

She held the jade ring tightly in her hand, and slowly sat up, looking at the dim lights in the room, her back straight and motionless.

The night is thick and dark, and there is darkness between the sky and the earth.

But looking around, there is a piece of torches dotted like stars under the night sky. As you get closer, you will find that this piece of dots has a large area, like a river.

It was late at night, the fighting noise of the day had dissipated, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Under the light of the flickering torches, you can see that the camp tents are dilapidated, and the flags planted on the ground also have burn marks, crooked, and many of them fell on the ground, covered with blood and mud , can not see the original appearance.

This is a flat land surrounded by trenches. At first glance, there seems to be no one, but if you look closely, you can see people's heads shaking in the circles of trenches.

Moans and low sobs came from it.

The creaking sound of leather boots stepping on the ground made the ditch here quiet for a moment.

"How many casualties?" A mellow male voice sounded in the trench.

There was a clatter of armor, obviously it was the soldiers getting up.

The faces of these people could not be seen clearly in the flickering light, but only the figures crowded in the narrow ditch.

"My lord, there are still 120 people left in our right wing." A hoarse voice sounded.

The sound made the trench fall into silence again.

"Good boys," said the mellow voice.

Then came the leather boots walking, and the figure here moved along the ditch, as if checking the soldiers lying in the ditch one by one.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps stopped, and a tall figure climbed up the ditch.

The figures behind him hurriedly followed and stood behind him.

The tall figure stood silently for a long time, and a gust of wind blew by, whimpering, and it seemed to be the sound of a horn.

"Let the generals withdraw to the third line of defense." The mellow voice suddenly sounded, "There is a ruined city wall to rely on."

One back, two back, and now finally three.

Thousands of people, lost three, lost more than half, the big formation has dispersed.

The so-called ruined city wall to rely on means entering the final battle to the death.

His voice was calm, and under the darkness and wounded soldiers everywhere, it sounded no doubt the same as before.

"yes."

And the voices of the generals behind him sounded immediately, without the slightest fear, as calm as before.

"It's a pity that Duo Yu escaped." The mellow voice said again.

"But the people of our three counties will definitely retreat safely." The general behind said, "It's worth it to exchange him for hundreds of thousands of my people."

The mellow voice laughed.

"Yes, it's worth it," he said.

Others followed suit and laughed.

On this bloody and dark battlefield, the laughter is intoxicating like spring breeze.

At this moment, there was a vibration from the ground in the distance, and it seemed that there was a dense blackness.

The laughter died away.

"So impatient to attack again, it seems that Tuobawu is very anxious." Said in a mellow voice.

"He is afraid that reinforcements will come, so he wants to make a quick decision." A general said.

The mellow voice smiled again.

"It's just that I, Zhu Shan, have never expected reinforcements." He said, and after speaking, his figure turned, with a black swaying, "Fight."

"No!" The generals shouted in unison.

The sound of the whining horn came from the land in the middle of the night, colliding with the black clouds coming from afar.

The sound of the horn seemed to irritate the black clouds over there, and a moment later there was a buzzing whistle.

This whistling sound is not the previous Hu language, but Chinese, with a strange tone but clear words.

"Kill Zhu Shan!"

"Kill Zhu Shan!"

"Kill Zhu Shan!"

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Inch by inch of light overflowed from the ground, and the earth gradually brightened.

In this vast plain, spring seems to have not yet enveloped, and it looks like a vast expanse.

With the morning light, a group of people and horses appeared on the plain, about seven or eight thousand people, well armored, followed by ten baggage carts.

The sound of hoofbeats came from a distance, and three black horses appeared in sight.

The horses came galloping, because they were running fast, the leader's red cloak flipped and his turban fell, and a braid of hair fluttered behind him. Their speed was so fast that they reached the front of the army in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers stood in silence in the army formation. The three riders did not disturb them at all. The three riders walked through the formation and soon came to a car in the middle.

At this time, there were many people standing in front of the car, and maps were placed on the table in front of the car. Yang Jing, Xia Yong, Li Guorui and others were all surrounded in front of it, looking carefully at something and talking in a low voice.

Before you get close, you will see clearly that each map is actually just a local map, but it has been enlarged a lot to clearly outline a ravine and a country road.

Miss Jun was also on the sidelines, listening to their discussion with a calm expression.

"Sister." Zhao Hanqing shouted, reining in the horse and turning around, pointing the whip in his hand behind him, "the front is Baimaogou."

Hearing her words, everyone around the map immediately laughed, and Li Guorui couldn't help but clenched his fist and shook it hard.

"It's the right way," he said, "It saves five days of time than usual."

"Of course it is true." Xia Yong said, "There is no doubt about it."

Li Guorui smiled and looked at Miss Jun beside him with a sigh.

He has lived in this northern land for eight or nine years, and he doesn't know that there is such a way to go, let alone this little girl who is only in her teens.

This map...

Li Guorui looked at the picture spread on the table, how did he draw it? The precision is so terrible, of course there are mistakes, for example, the names of many villages are different, but most of them are accurate.

Maps are drawn according to the appearance of the local area, but looking at this map, he always feels that this place is formed according to the map.

Miss Jun raised her hand to put the map away.

"Then we are about to enter Yizhou," she said.

Her voice was soft, but when she said the word Yizhou, the people around couldn't help but feel numb, and even trembled uncontrollably.

Yizhou.

It was the first time they had set foot on the golden man's territory because they had been serving as soldiers for so long, and they were leading soldiers, guns and artillery carts.

It's both scary and exciting.

Miss Jun walked over slowly, looked at them, and then at the standing army formation.

There were flags flying in the army formation. Although there were many flags, there were actually only two sides. One side said Shun'an Army, and the other side said Qingshan Army.

Dozens of soldiers from the Qingshan Army no longer lined up alone. They were scattered in the Shun'an Army. Many soldiers in the Shun'an Army wore armor like those of the Qingshan Army. Now it is almost impossible to tell who is who without looking carefully. who.

"Master Li." Miss Jun said, looking back at Li Guorui, "You came to Yizhou with me, is it a private transfer of troops?"

The Shun'an army in Hejian was sent to Bazhou on the grounds that it was to rescue the people going south, but Li Guorui eventually led the army to go north, and this news was kept from the Hejian camp.

"This is not a private transfer of troops." Li Guorui said after plastic surgery, "We are soldiers under Cheng Guogong."

so what?

Yang Jing, Xia Yong and others looked at him.

"Soldiers listen to generals, generals listen to commanders, handsome listen to emperors, and the court is lofty. We small soldiers and generals don't understand, and we are not qualified to understand. The imperial court orders are followed by Cheng Guogong, and we follow the orders of Cheng Guogong, Cheng Guogong We have never ordered us to retreat, and Cheng Guogong is now fighting the Jinren in Yizhou, so we will naturally go to fight." Li Guorui continued.

Speaking of this, he looked solemn.

"So we are not selfish. If the court wants to punish, it is not me and others who should be punished, but Cheng Guogong."

Miss Jun laughed.

Jin Shiba, who stood at the top of the team, twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Lei Zhonglian asked immediately.

Jin Shiba didn't ignore it like before.

"I laugh at those who are close to vermilion, those who are red and those who are close to ink are black." He said, "Even this young general dares to open his eyes and talk nonsense, and he is so confident."

"I think he's right, he's not blind." Lei Zhonglian said.

Jin Shiba looked at him.

"Because you're blind," he said.

Lei Zhonglian raised her eyebrows and wanted to say something, but Miss Jun's voice sounded again, and he hurriedly stopped talking and looked at it seriously.

Miss Jun looked at the army formation.

"We only have less than 8,000 people." She said, "Are you afraid of the golden soldiers who are going to fight against thousands of people in other countries and borders?"

"Don't be afraid!" shouted in unison.

"Why aren't you afraid?" Miss Jun asked.

"Because Cheng Guogong is not afraid." They shouted in unison and replied again, "Because Miss Jun is not afraid."

Li Guorui also yelled, as if it was a habit and a matter of course.

Yes, Cheng Guogong was not afraid, he went deep into the land of the Jinren to attack and kill his prince, and Miss Jun, a weak woman, was not afraid, and always followed them to fight the Jinren.

What's more, there are these sophisticated armors, and the baggage carts carrying sharp weapons and artifacts, one can count as ten, what's so scary!

Hearing this shout, Miss Jun smiled and got on the horse, and Li Guorui, Xia Yong and others also got on the horse.

Miss Jun galloped a few steps forward.

"Then let's go..." She said, took the long knife in Zhao Hanqing's hand and pointed north, "Save Duke Cheng."

There was a clatter in the army formation, spears and knives lined up to the north, and the roar was deafening and overwhelming.

"Save Duke Cheng!"

"Save Duke Cheng!"

"Save Duke Cheng!"