The second meeting between the two sides was still set at the dilapidated border market. Yerten laughed and said, "I knew that the prince would definitely come as promised and would not let me down."
"Let's talk about it first, how do you plan to take away the ten northwest cities?" Ji Yanran sat opposite him, "If you want the emperor brother or this king to take the initiative to give it away, the chief may have to wait until the next life."
Yerten nodded: "I understand this, of course, that's why I want to discuss it with the prince, so that the whole thing seems more natural."
Spread out on the stone table is a parchment scroll, which is a topographic map of the entire northwest border, with marks of different colors carefully circled on it. It can be seen that Yelten has made extremely thorough preparations for this negotiation, almost worthy of the name The above is inevitable. The northwest is open and open, and it is not as delicate and small as the south of the Yangtze River. There is often a large desert of Gobi sand between one city and another. If ten cities are connected, almost half of the border of Daliang will be cut off. This negotiating request like a daydream, if placed in normal times, Lin Ying would definitely think that Yerten's mind is broken, but this time... Thinking of Yun Yifeng's physical condition, he glanced at Ji Yanran beside him, and couldn't help but mention it. half point.
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In the General's Mansion, Yun Yifeng is teaching the little dolls to write, stroke by stroke, horizontally and vertically. It's strange to say that this group of little monkey-like troublemakers drive the school teacher half to death every day, but they become quiet around him, obediently writing the world, the earth and the circle, their little hands and faces are stained with black ink. Ling Xing'er came in with tea and snacks, and said with a smile: "They are all gaudy, if you don't know, you are still teaching them how to sing, go and wash your hands quickly, and come eat."
"Sapphire Square Cake?" Yun Yifeng wondered, "Where did Yancheng get this rare product in this season?"
Ling Xing'er twisted the hot handkerchief and gave it to him: "My lord knows that the master of the sect likes it, so he hastened it for eight hundred miles. I just used ice cubes to transport the freshly sprouted Ningyu buds from Bishang City, and squeezed out the green juice to steam them. A plate of cakes, yes, I was worried that Aunt Wang at home would not be able to make them, so I even invited the cook over."
Yun Yifeng: "..."
"Actually, I also think it's a little too much." Ling Xing'er lowered her voice, "But King Pingle said, who hasn't done stupid things since ancient times? What did he tell me about the king lighting the beacon and tearing the silk?" The story does sound a lot more than this basket of jade buds."
This example... Yun Yifeng felt a toothache: "The prince hasn't come back yet?"
"No, the avatars in the barracks have been very busy recently." Ling Xing'er probed, "I still plan to ask the sect master, Yerten's side...what are we going to do?"
Yun Yifeng picked up a piece of snack: "It should be a war. With the blood ganoderma as an introduction, it just happens to make Yerten relax his vigilance. It is a rare good opportunity."
Ling Xing'er opened her eyes wide and continued to look at him, and then, is it gone
"If you have time in the future, let King Pingle tell you more about the famous generals of the past, and don't always listen to the evil concubine who harmed the country." Yun Yifeng pushed the plate in front of her, "Take two yuan and go back to eat. If it’s not too sweet, pour some honey on it, Sophora japonica is the best, followed by sweet-scented osmanthus.”
Ling Xing'er felt very angry, how could the sect master do this? Seeing that the blood ganoderma is about to slip away, but he doesn't care at all! But seeing him sitting there, eating happily, with a calm and at ease expression on his face that doesn't care about worldly affairs, he couldn't bear to urge him, and finally he had to sit on the steps and sulk, thinking that if this matter involved the country and Army, what an annoyance! It would be great if we were in the rivers and lakes, there wouldn't be so many rules and regulations! My lord... Why can't my lord be the leader of the martial arts alliance? If so, even if other people threaten, they won't threaten them with the ten cities in the northwest!
Li Jun happened to pass by and said, "Hey, it's so cold, why are you sitting here?"
"The head of the sect seems to have given up on the blood ganoderma completely." Ling Xing'er was frustrated, "And you, have you heard any news, what is the prince planning to do?"
Li Jun sat next to her: "Where did I go to inquire about military affairs, I only heard a few words from Vice General Lin when chatting with people, saying that there have been a lot of things recently, so they can't slack off, I guess it's because of Yerten."
Two people who knew nothing about the military situation discussed with each other for a long time, but failed to reach a specific result, so they sighed together and looked at the white clouds in the sky in a daze.
The moonlight of this night was penetrating and cool, like a layer of soft and luminous veil falling on the yard, and every blade of grass was pearly and silvery white.
Yun Yifeng leaned against the window, thinking in his heart that it was about time for Ji Yanran to come back, so he planned to make him a pot of light sweet milk wine for him to sleep peacefully. Standing up and going to the table, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, his eyes went dark, and he almost staggered and fell to the ground.
But at this moment, there were terrible footsteps outside.
Yun Yifeng was stunned by the pain, and couldn't tell who it was, so he slammed the door behind him without saying a word.
There was a loud "bang", which startled the housekeeper a lot, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master Yunmen, are you alright?"
"..." Yun Yifeng supported the table with one hand, and when he heard his voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth to suppress the pain, and said, "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into it, where is the prince?"
The butler replied that the prince and the leader of Duoji are still in the study, and Mr. Mei is also there. They are afraid that they will chat until dawn, so please ask Master Yunmen to rest first.
Yun Yifeng frowned: "Why is it so late, what happened to Miss Yueya?"
"That's not true." The housekeeper hurriedly explained, "Miss Yueya is fine. She went shopping in the street in the afternoon, and she seems to be in good spirits."
Yun Yifeng thought in his heart, since it has nothing to do with Yueya and all three of them are there, could it be related to the war, or... related to himself
The butler stood outside the door for a while, hearing that the people in the room seemed to have rested, and then left respectfully.
After the courtyard became quiet again, Yun Yifeng reluctantly moved to the side of the bed, covered in cold sweat from prostration. At this point, he hoped that Ji Yanran would go to war soon, and repel Yerteng as soon as possible, so that the frontier would be peaceful and peaceful, so that the two of them could leave Yancheng without any worries, and then go all the way south to see the Furongqingqing tea mountains all over the city , to see the rippling blue waves of Dongting 800 miles away, to see the small town in the south of the Yangtze River that appeared in the dream, surrounded by rain and smoke.
From Yancheng to Cangcui City, if you stop and go along the way, if you meet a place you like and stay for more than a month, adding up the back and forth, I am afraid it will take a year or two to get there.
Two years, more than seven hundred days and nights.
Yun Yifeng sighed deeply, he had never been a pessimistic person, but now he couldn't help thinking that he might not even have seventy days left.
Forget it, let's take a step and count it as a step.
When Ji Yanran returned to the room, Dongfang had already faintly revealed a line of whiteness.
Yun Yifeng was sleeping soundly with her back to the door, her thin body was wrapped in a thick quilt, and she almost couldn't find it. Feeling that someone was lying beside her, she didn't bother to open her eyes, so she just asked in a daze, why didn't she take off her clothes
"I have to go out later." Ji Yanran stroked his long hair, "Hey, keep sleeping, and I'll come to accompany you."
Yun Yifeng continued to sleep peacefully again, he liked the smell of the other person, it always made people think of sandalwood and grass in the sun.
Ji Yanran put her arms around the person in her arms, and gently pressed her forehead against her cool black hair.
The sore and tired body, the chaotic and cramped brain, and only at this time can I relax for a moment.
He is so tired.
The sun of dawn has not yet risen, and everything is still dark.
The whole field was lonely, and a few little wild cats happily jumped out of the window, stepped on the wet puddles, and left a series of round paw prints on the stone platform.
…
From then on, Ji Yanran always left early and returned late, or sometimes she was too busy, so she simply lived in the barracks. Yun Yifeng didn't ask him anything, just stayed quietly in the backyard, looking at the flowers and plants every day, teaching the little doll to write, feeding the cat, or else, he took out the majestic thunderous piano , placed under a thick withered tree, burning incense and making tea, wearing white clothes and wide sleeves, enjoying himself and playing a song.
"It's too ugly!" The little dolls covered their ears one after another, very shameless.
Li Jun rushed out to smooth things over, Tong Yanwuji, Tongyan Wuji, it was their nonsense, I heard it clearly and it was very pleasant.
Yun Yifeng waved his hand: "I know I can't play well."
Li Jun was very surprised, so you know
In the end, Yun Yifeng added angrily: "But it doesn't mean you have to cover your ears, right?"
Li Jun: "..."
Li Jun said sternly: "That's natural." And he ignorant of his conscience and said, "The little doll in the backcountry has never heard of such elegant mountains and rivers, empty valleys and orchids. Do you think this is the reason?" It is right to not understand, otherwise everyone in the world can have the same period as you, Boya, wouldn't the seventh brother have a headache, by the way, what about others? I haven't seen you for three or four days.
"I didn't come back, maybe the army is very busy," Yun Yifeng stretched, and continued to study the piano score. Li Jun poked the ear of "Buzzing" with her little finger, just about to accept a new round of poisoning from the magic sound, but she saw Ling Xing'er winking outside, so she found an excuse to sneak out: "What's wrong?"
"I just went to see Sister Yueya." Ling Xing'er hesitated for a long time, but still whispered, "She said that the prince seems to have agreed to Yerteng's request, and has sent Zhou Jiuxiao and Yang Boqing out of the city, but the rebels can also follow them." Whatever you want, let it go if you say so?"
Li Jun frowned and thought for a long time, before trying to analyze: "Is it as I said, both sides took a step back during the negotiation?"
Ling Xing'er didn't believe it: "What Yerten wanted before was ten cities, how many steps would it take to make it only two people? Will there be other conditions?"
This... I don't know if there are other conditions. Li Jun turned around a few times in the same place, really didn't want to understand, and couldn't bear to betray the girl's trust, so she said bluntly: "You don't care, since the seventh brother is willing to compromise, it means that they have reached a certain deal. As far as the blood ganoderma is concerned, it should be a good thing."
"Oh, your voice should be softer!" Ling Xing'er covered his mouth and stomped his feet again, "It's great that only two people can be exchanged for blood ganoderma, but I'm worried that the prince will not only agree to these two people, maybe There are other conditions. If he really gives one city and ten cities, and the sect master finds out, I'm afraid... I'm afraid something big will happen!"
"Probably not." Li Jun thought to himself, this eternal affair of exchanging mountains and rivers for beauties has been searched all over the Li family, and I am afraid that only I can do it. But in order to comfort Ling Xing'er, he still took a horse and rode out of Yancheng, intending to go to the barracks to find out what happened.
At any rate, he is also the prince of Daliang, so he should care about state affairs.
And the more he walked out of the city, the more frightened he became. The chariots and horses were full of food and grass. Could it be that the two sides are really going to war
Thinking this way in my heart, I couldn't help but flicked the rein in my hand, and rushed towards the camp in a hurry.
"My lord." Lin Ying opened the heavy curtain, "I just received a report that Yerten and Bai Chaguo—" Before he could finish speaking, a man approached a person outside and put his head against the gap. A thick and strong ah.
Ji Yanran: "..."
Lin Ying coughed twice: "King Pingle, the door is over here."
Li Jun giggled and bent over to get into the tent: "I'll just come over and take a look, just take a look and see if there's anything I can do to help."
Ji Yanran dropped the report in her hand: "Have you finished reading it now?"
Li Jun swallowed her saliva: "I, I, I haven't watched it yet." Seeing that his seventh brother's expression was not very good, she hurriedly added, "I won't watch it, I'll go back right away!"
After speaking, he turned around and wanted to slip away, but was stopped by Lin Ying.
Ji Yanran leaned on the wolf-skin chair, raised her eyelids: "Since you're here, follow us to the battlefield."
Li Jun is thundering, what are you talking about
"Find a suitable set of armor to cover your belly." Ji Yanran ordered, "Also, from today onwards, the first battalion of Polu will be under your command."
Li Jun was about to faint when he heard it. Although he usually indulged in sensuality, he also knew that this army of breaking captives was invincible and disciplined. It was one of the most elite vanguard troops in Daliang. Usually, it was led by Lin Ying himself. Why did it suddenly fall into his hands? !
"I won't!" He trembled, shaking his knees.
"It doesn't matter, I will teach King Pingle myself." Lin Ying was kind and kind, and supported his back in time, "Let's go, let's go to the army first."
Li Jun burst into tears, hugged the table and didn't want to leave: "Seventh brother!"
This is crazy, all crazy.
Or is it actually a dream
Thinking of this, without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped himself.
Mother, it's true!
…
Li Jun didn't return home for a few days, Yun Yifeng was very puzzled, but Ji Yanran was staying in the military camp recently, and the leader of the Yueyue tribe, Dorji, was nowhere to be seen, and there was no one to ask a few questions. However, Ling Xing'er mentioned that the wind in the city was tense, and said that everyone in the city was guessing that there might be another war, just in the past few days.
Yun Yifeng tidied up Yan Yunmei carefully: "Finish the fight as soon as possible, and feel at ease as soon as possible. I also want to clear the moon. I wonder if he has carried forward the Fengyumen and developed the largest gang in Jianghu. We also came here to seek power and usurp a place... But I feel sorry for Big Brother Jiang."
Ling Xing'er listened to his rambling nagging, and felt that the sect master is really annoying!
Did he think that by talking nonsense, he would not be worried
After a while, Yun Yifeng sighed, and put down the scissors in his hand: "Silly girl, cry whatever you want, I'm still alive and well?"
"What's the matter, I'm trying to swallow the food." Ling Xing'er simply sat down on the steps and buried her face in her knees, "If I knew this, I might as well leave the Fengyumen and concentrate on taking care of my body. better than now."
"Yes, yes, you are right." Yun Yifeng sat beside her, stretched out his hand and patted on the back, "It will be unlucky to cry any more."
When such a big matter as "auspiciousness" was involved, Ling Xing'er could only hold back her sobs.
"Say something happy." Yun Yifeng said, "I went back to the private treasury of the palace and found a lot of beautiful jewelry. When you get married in the future, we will make more money and make a big basket full of it to use as a dowry. "
Ling Xing'er was angry and laughed at the same time. She had no choice but to take care of the incomprehensible master, so she raised her sleeve and wiped her face clean: "Stop talking, I'll go see how the medicine is cooked."
She got up and walked out, but before she got out of the courtyard, a person rushed in head-on, like a big black pot boiling, with an astonishing momentum.
Ling Xing'er was taken aback: "Pingle King, what are you doing in armor?"
"No...it's not good, there is a war outside the city, I ran back secretly!" Li Jun was out of breath, her face was flushed and her throat was slapped when she ran.
"Will you fight the kudzu tribe? We all know that the war is already starting?" Ling Xing'er supported him, "don't worry, just speak slowly."
"It's a war, but it's not a real fight, it's a fake fight!" Li Jun poured three or four glasses of water in one breath before continuing, "I've been in the barracks these days. Huge, but in fact the 800,000 Black Flood Dragon Battalion moved less than 50,000, and the rest of the soldiers were sent elsewhere."
Of the 50,000, more than half are recruits and the old and the weak, and the weapons are also the worst. The old and hairy horses are mixed in, how can they be the opponents of the Ge Teng tribe
"No wonder, no wonder the seventh brother insists that Lin Ying is ill, and wants to hand over the vanguard battalion to me." Li Jun patted her thigh, "How can I fight? I can't lose as soon as I go out. Seventh brother... Seventh brother won't be Discuss with Yerten that you want to deliberately lose this battle, just to give the emperor an answer, right?"
Ling Xing'er broke out in a cold sweat, but before she could react, a white shadow passed by her side.
"Master!"
"Drive!" Yun Yifeng flicked his horsewhip fiercely, riding Mo Yu Cuihua, like a black hurricane swept out of Yancheng.
The wind blew away his long hair, and his heart was completely confused.
The battlefield between the two sides opened up in Beishan, a huge mountain winding and entrenched on the plateau, without a single tree.
At the foot of the mountain, the armies of the two sides are confronting each other. The one at the forefront of the Heijiao Battalion should naturally be the vanguard of the Polu army, but no vanguard officer can be found anywhere—no one saw King Pingle at all today. On both sides of the team, the black flags were flying fiercely, and the golden drums were beating like thunder, but with 50,000 horses coming to face such a huge enemy army... the first thought of almost all the soldiers was that they had been tricked.
His Royal Highness King Xiao must have fallen into Yerten's tricks to send the main force elsewhere. This time, with fewer enemies and more enemies, a bloody battle is inevitable. Thinking of this, everyone clenched their spears tightly, and secretly decided to protect Yancheng and the people behind them even if they fought to the last breath.
On the other hand, the cavalry of the Ge Teng tribe was majestic, like a wolf in the mountains, with greedy green lights in their eyes. Yerten rode on the horse, looking at the almost "weak" army on the opposite side, slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Beside him is the woman in snow clothes from that day, still covered with white gauze, and the clothes are made of unknown material, it looks like fish scales in the water from a distance.
The sound of the horn suddenly pierced the sky.
The killing sound shook the sky!
The armies of the two sides converged like tides, Ji Yanran turned his horse's head, and just about to climb the high hill, he saw a black horse galloping towards him in the distance.
…
Feishuang Jiao let out a long hiss, and jumped forward with all four hooves. Ji Yanran stretched out his arms and hugged the man on horseback into his arms.
Yun Yifeng didn't bother to ask any more questions, and just looked at the battlefield with a pale face. The disparity in combat power between the two sides was obvious. Thinking of Li Jun's sentence "If you want to lose this battle on purpose, just to give an explanation to the emperor", he It was so cold that I couldn't even sit still.
Ji Yanran hugged him and didn't speak.
Yun Yifeng raised his head and said incredulously, "You..."
Ji Yanran pinched his chin, and gently turned to the other side.
On the top of the North Mountain, a signal flare sank into the clouds with a sharp whistle, and black masses of people and horses were constantly pouring out, like hot lava from the abyss, scouring violently, and burning the kudzu tribe's cavalry from the flanks. The leader was Yun Zhu, and the leaders of the other tribes. Those alliance troops who had been besieging and suppressing the wolf-witch clan overnight, at this time, the magic soldiers descended from the sky and reappeared in the mountains.
Daliang's army was only 50,000, but adding cavalry from many tribes, the number became twice that of the Geteng tribe.
The huge mountain is the best natural barrier, and Daliang's disorderly deployment of troops has also thrown Yerten's outpost into chaos. They only know that there are walking troops on all sides, but they don't know where they will go in the end.
Everything is going on in silence.
Yerten's ambitions are not limited to the ten cities in the northwest. According to reports, the army of the Baicha Kingdom is already ready to move, and they are only waiting to join hands with the Ge Teng tribe to press into the border of Daliang.
The opponent is a plague-like existence, and must be eliminated as soon as possible.
So Ji Yanran made a plan with the lieutenants, and accepted Yerten's proposal—the two sides pretended to start a war, but because of his "misjudgment", he had to retreat southward, and was forced to abandon the northwest Ten cities.
On the bright side, Daliang's army was indeed constantly being sent elsewhere, but in the dark, Duoji, Wu En, and Gegen of the Chasing Moon tribe wandered around the various tribes day and night, and jointly made a plan to defeat the Geteng tribe.
As Yun Yifeng predicted before, this is a battle that must be won. The soldiers of Daliang raised their swords high and charged bravely. The cold blade pierced through the fresh muscles, and the blood splashed out turned the ground under their feet into reddish brown. The flag of the Kedeng tribe had already been engulfed in flames, and even Yerten was surrounded. .
Only then did Yun Yifeng breathe a sigh of relief, and his whole body collapsed into his arms.
"Fortunately." He murmured, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time, "I thought..."
Ji Yanran still frowned, her eyes were full of guilt and pain, her voice was cracked and hoarse: "I'm sorry."
Yun Yifeng shook her head, leaned exhaustedly on his chest, on the cold armor: "It's okay."
It's really all right.
"This is my general," he said.