Jun Jiuling

The night was dark, there was a dead silence on the earth, and there was not even a single star in the night sky.

This place was originally a land of abundance, with many villages and fertile fields, but because of the invasion of the Jin people, the people all fled away. They had settled down and thought about good spring farming this year, but it seemed impossible again.

Footsteps sounded on the ground, as if someone was running wildly, and the sound became clearer and clearer, accompanied by falls and screams from time to time.

Walking at night without holding a torch, it can be seen that they dare not meet people.

It was almost impossible to tell the direction in the dark night without starlight, and the footsteps staggered forward until there was a sharp piercing sound.

With a whoosh, an arrow shot into the ground, right in front of the footsteps.

Someone shoots arrows in the wilderness in the middle of the night? It's scary.

The running man cried out.

"Is it under the account of Mr. Ansu Junzong? I am Qing He Bo's sentry."

There was a moment of silence on the opposite side, and there seemed to be a faint figure shaking.

Moments later, seven people rushed into a camp protecting a bloodied man.

This is not a small camp, with bonfires all over the banners, with a noisy and murderous atmosphere.

And the main tent is also full of hustle and bustle.

More than a dozen generals gathered around arguing about something excitedly.

"Report, it's uncle's..."

Before the soldiers finished reporting, the man who was helped in was already yelling.

"What the hell are you still doing here?"

"I've been waiting for your reinforcements for three days."

"I thought you were intercepted and killed by the golden men."

"So you actually set up camp here!"

"Don't you take uncle's troop dispatch card seriously?"

"Delay will be beheaded!"

This scout's position was not as high as that of any one present, but at this moment he jumped to his feet, while the generals present all had complicated expressions and did not refute.

"Just about to send someone to see Uncle." Master Zong, who had been sitting silently at the front, spoke, his expression was ugly, "A third-way army has fled privately."

.........

.........

"Escape?"

Sitting on a broken and fallen column, Uncle Qing He turned his head to look at the soldiers kneeling on the ground.

He knows that the war is hard, not every soldier is extremely brave, every time there are people who run away in a war, he remembers that the most deserted soldiers at that time was when he dispatched 4,000 troops, and the number of soldiers who finally reached the battlefield was barely enough for 3,000 , the others are missing.

For these deserters, if they are caught, they will be caught, and if they can't be caught, it's fine. How can there be so many people and energy to hunt them down.

"How much escaped?" he asked.

The soldier raised his head and his face was pale.

"Ten thousand on the east road," he said.

Uncle Qing He was stunned, and the generals on both sides even cursed outright.

"Fuck, is this called soldiers fleeing privately?" they shouted.

It was clear that the entire army had fled, and this was a refusal of aid.

"Eastern route." Qing Hebo said, looking at the soldier, "What about the other two routes?"

The soldiers lowered their heads.

"The west road is 20,000 less." He stammered, "The south road is 20,000 less."

The generals on both sides kicked the gravel aside.

"There are a total of 100,000 reinforcements from the three routes, which is less than half!"

"What a fart!"

"This is to die!"

That's right, so the reinforcements stopped, and no one dared to follow Uncle Qing He's order to attack the Jin people.

They waited hard for more than ten days for this result, and the faces of all the generals turned green.

"When did the officers and soldiers of the Northland become such cowards?"

Uncle Qing He looked calm and even smiled.

"No, those people are not cowards," he said, "just follow other orders."

Else?

The other generals immediately reacted.

"Duke Cheng!"

That's right, the only one who can make the officers and soldiers of the Northland so bold is Cheng Guogong.

"What an annoyance!"

"Mr. Cheng is going to kill us!"

"Too vicious!"

They shouted angrily, but some generals couldn't help reminding everyone to keep their voices down, so as not to spread the news.

Today, the soldiers are still fighting high in the siege of the Jinmen, and the reason is largely because reinforcements are coming.

If you let them know that the reinforcements have been reduced by half, I am afraid that their morale will plummet.

"There are also reinforcements from Suning Pass." A general said.

"Don't forget that Suning Pass also has Cheng Guogong's cronies." The other generals said angrily.

This naturally refers to the Qingshan Army.

"That's less than 10,000 people." The general said, "The rest are our troops, and there are 50,000 people."

If this is the case, it will be possible to fight a battle with proper arrangement and planning.

The expressions of the generals eased a little, but the next moment someone lowered their faces again.

"No, the garrison at Suning Pass should be here by now." He said, looking at the sentinel, "Did you see it?"

The sentinel raised his head and shook his pale face.

A bad thought popped up.

The hearts of the generals sank immediately, and Uncle Qing He's expression changed slightly.

.........

.........

The densely packed seemingly endless soldiers and horses are galloping on the road.

It can't be said to be galloping, the flag clears the way, followed by the guards of the Chinese army, then the cavalry, and then the baggage vehicles.

Different from other marches of soldiers and horses, the baggage carts here are located in the front, which seem to be full of supplies, and there are deep marks on the road.

Then there are soldiers walking and trotting, the banners of the team armor are in order, every step is uniform, and they look strong at a glance.

Although the soldiers and horses in the back are marching in a general arrangement, they always seem to lack a little momentum, either because there are fewer baggage vehicles, or because the soldiers and horses are not marching neatly enough, but generally speaking, the soldiers and horses in the front Led by the queue, the soldiers were not weak one by one, and the pace of wearing armor and helmets never slowed down.

Several soldiers and horses came galloping from behind. Seeing the attire of the horsemen, the walking soldiers couldn't help but look sideways, watching their generals go straight ahead to where the Qingshan Army's banner was flying.

"Miss Zhao!"

"Miss Zhao! Stop!"

Several generals shouted one after another, their voices hurried and their faces darkened.

Zhao Hanqing didn't rein in his horse, Xia Yong, Yang Jing and others also looked at them.

"You can't stop at will during the march," she said.

Feel free!

"Miss Zhao, this direction is wrong." A general said hoarsely.

"That's right, aren't we going to Puyin?" Another officer asked anxiously, "Why are we going south?"

Zhao Hanqing looked at them.

"Not going to Puyin." She said, "I want to go south."

Several generals stared wide-eyed.

"Why?" They asked in unison, "Uncle Huo Pai sent us to Pu Yin."

"Oh, I think it's right to go south." Zhao Hanqing said bluntly.

What does she think?

Several generals were stunned, looking at this sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and then at each other.

They are all in their forties and have spent half their lives fighting on the battlefield.

Why didn't they feel that?

No, the point is that she is violating Uncle's order to transfer troops.

"How is this a violation? Isn't there a saying that the general will not accept orders outside?" Zhao Hanqing said.

Doesn't seem to be unacceptable, does it?

The generals were startled.

"The situation on the battlefield is changing, and uncle's siege and observation are not thorough enough." Zhao Hanqing continued, "Of course I can adapt to the situation. I took the soldiers to kill the enemy, not to die."

It seems that this is also the reason, the generals looked at each other.

but...

"Of course, you have the right to choose." Zhao Hanqing said, "Trust my judgment and follow me, or obey the uncle's order to transfer troops. I will not force you."

Her judgment, believe it or not?

Several generals looked a little complicated.

She led the soldiers to kill the enemy, not to die.

The previous two battles with the Jinren really confirmed this point. Their Qingshan Army's marching and formation really benefited everyone a lot.

Of course, there are the most critical supply vehicles.

Several generals looked behind him subconsciously.

Obviously, these military vehicles naturally followed the Qingshan Army.

Several generals retreated and rode their horses back, thinking deeply.

"Why don't you send a sentry to tell uncle, let's see how he decides." A general said suddenly.

It has been several days, and it will take a long time to use the sentry to deliver the message, and it will take a long time to come and go, not to mention that there are golden men in the middle, whether it can be delivered is still a problem.

This clearly meant that he was going to follow the Qingshan Army.

One side is Uncle’s military order, and the other side is life and death, no no, of course they are not afraid of life and death, but they don’t do meaningless life and death, and death is worthwhile.

To be able to win the battle and break the siege of the uncle is the real great achievement.

Several generals looked at each other.

what to do?

.........

.........

There is smoke and dust billowing in the distance behind him, which is the movement of soldiers and horses leaving.

"The two armies have left." A sentinel rushed to say.

Li Guorui couldn't help wiping his sweat.

The Fifth Route Army only left two armies, which is more than half of the deception, and it can be said to be very successful.

Unexpectedly, the Qingshan Army, which was supposed to be exploited, was not abandoned in the end, and instead abducted more than half of the soldiers and horses in Suning Pass.

This is really unimaginable.

If Uncle Qing He found out, he would vomit blood angrily, right?

Li Guorui thought it was a little funny, but this incident was obviously not a joke.

"Miss Zhao." He couldn't help but stepped forward and whispered, "Whose order did you receive? When Uncle's troop dispatch order was delivered to you at the same time, I saw it, and you still took it?" A little note."

When fighting against the golden enemy, it is no problem for this girl to set up an army, but he does not believe that this girl can adapt to the situation when dispatching troops and marching, especially for long-distance defense.

Zhao Hanqing said oh.

"Uncle Guorui, you are not an outsider, so I won't hide it from you." She said, "It's Duke Cheng."

really!

Li Guorui looked complicated.

"Didn't you say that Qingshan Army is not from Cheng Guogong?" He said, "Why do you listen to him again?"

So the previous ones were all lied to by the little girl?

"No." Zhao Hanqing looked at him with a calm expression, "I didn't listen to him, I listened to my sister."

What?

Li Guorui was a little unresponsive.

Zhao Hanqing smiled at him.

"My sister said that Duke Cheng's words are correct," she said.

So she chose the secret order sent by Cheng Guogong, gave up helping Uncle Qinghe, and went south?

However, Xiangnan, where are you going?

Li Guorui couldn't help looking forward.

These 30,000 to 40,000 soldiers and horses are rolling, they are not going to roll to the capital, are they?

Li Guorui shivered.

Cheng Guogong, what do you want to do?

 …

 …

"Cheng Guogong, you just want me to die."

Qing Hebo stood up from a rolling stone on the castle, looking around, it was much more dilapidated than before.

The city also looked more dilapidated, obviously having already experienced battles at the top of the city.

Once you go through the city head station, it means that the enemy army is approaching your feet, and the next step is a desperate battle, which is tragic and difficult.

"Uncle!" The surrounding generals looked angry, "Duke Cheng really turned against the thief!"

There was a bit of sadness in this anger.

This time it seemed that he was going to be trapped here by the Jinren.

"It's not time to die of sleepiness yet." Uncle Qing He slammed the sword in his hand, but his pale face burst out with ruthlessness, "Ten years ago he framed me and failed to kill me, and he can't even think about doing it today !"

After all, he raised his hand and waved the knife.

"Come on, prepare for battle, meet the enemy."