In the evening of that day, Xuancheng's army had arrived at Yuanchuan, and Deng Qiang had already left. The guard of Yuanchuan reported to him the situation of Fu Luo ahead, and the whereabouts of Deng Qiang's army.
Xuancheng's eyes are bright, but his heart is firm.
"Okay, you send someone to send a message to the rear general, telling them to stand in line, remember not to rush, and wait for my military order."
The army was stationed in Yuanchuan City, and Xuancheng ordered the rear to bring a large amount of food from the city, including beef, mutton, good wine and good food.
As dusk came up, the soldiers had a good meal.
Xuancheng draws his sword and swears in front of thousands of people.
"Soldiers, soldiers who followed me to fight in the east and west. Today there are bandits who are disturbing our Daqin territory and destroying the peace in our country. Yangping is the public and will fight on behalf of the sky. I would like to tell the gods of mountains and rivers with sincerity that I will Yuan Chuan meets the enemy and defends the Great Qin. He is determined to be firm and swears to the death. The thief and the Fu family are incompatible. The Spring and Autumn Period preserves righteousness, lives as a soldier, and dies as the soul of the army. I, Fu Rong, make an oath here. Those who follow me to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, everyone will get the title of Daqin. Killing one enemy will get five taels of silver, killing two enemies will get ten taels of silver, and killing the main general will get a hundred silver. Baiyin, the title of lord."
"Willing to live and die for Daqin, willing to live and die for Duke Yangping."
Xuancheng listened to the sonorous and forceful voices of the soldiers, looked at those pairs of eyes eager to make meritorious deeds, standing on a high place, it felt so good to be answered by everyone.
Xuancheng drew his sword, and the shiny blade immediately reflected his handsome face, he looked like a fair and handsome young man.
But in this life, he was not a young talent, but a human Shura.
Standing up with the sword, the sword rises and falls, the palm of the hand crosses the sharp edge, offering blood and offering sacrifices, the gods of the heavens are above, bless the Great Qin to be safe and stable, Xuancheng holds the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the bright red blood is dripping on the ground, one drop, two drops,,,
Wang Jia pressed against his back and sighed, "It really hurts."
It hurts, Xuancheng was afraid of injury, pain, and death in the 21st century, but after going through 1640 years, he became brave instead.
In fact, there is no such thing as bravery, shouldn't soldiers not be afraid of death? Should the general die in battle
If you don't fight, others will fight to kill you.
"Willing to live and die for Lord Yangping, willing to live and die for Lord Yangping."
...
Xuancheng said in a low voice, "I am willing to sacrifice my life for my elder brother."
"The show is done enough, it's time to stop the show." Wang Jia frowned mischievously and kept muttering.
Xuancheng said bitterly in a low voice, "Wang Jia, if you don't talk, I know you are very powerful."
The soldiers had a full meal, and the night had already shrouded the entire Yuanchuan in darkness.
Xuancheng said, "The bandits messed with us in Daqin. Now in Yuanchuan Valley in front of us, the generals of the town army will arrive first, waiting for the beacon fire to come. It's time for you to serve the country. Disorderly generals will harm the country, and it must be unforgivable. Kill the enemy. They are all added to the title of Marquis, and you must not be lenient."
All the generals said in unison, "I would like to obey the military order of Lord Yangping."
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It was the first time for Fu Luo to pass through Yuanchuan. He was a soldier on the battlefield. He had been a soldier for half his life, and he had experienced thousands of times in the battlefield. After a while, white catkins floated up in the sky.
Fu Zhong was his general, and he was the closest to him, with a worried expression on his face, "Brother, it's snowing, this road seems a bit weird."
Fu Luo looked straight ahead, "What's weird? During the march, sudden changes in the weather are normal. Don't say such things."
But not long after, the army had only traveled less than ten miles, and it was snowing heavily, and there seemed to be a valley ahead, Fu Luo's heart suddenly became tense.
He asked Fu Zhong, "Where is Zhang Tianxi now?"
"Brother, Duke Liang is afraid that he will leave Yuanchuan soon."
Fu Luo nodded, "Well, as long as Zhang Tianxi enters Chang'an, my trip to Guzang will not be in vain."
As soon as the words fell, there was a bang in front of him, and Fu Zhong drew his sword vigilantly, "What's going on?"
After a while, the soldiers in front came to report, "Report Tang Gong, General, there is heavy rain and snow ahead, rolling stones keep falling from the top of the valley, landslides in the valley, and the road is blocked."
Fu Luo's face was startled, and he glared angrily, "Why is this, no, I have to pass Yuanchuan today, you, hurry up and ask someone to clear the road, make sure you pass."
"yes."
"Wait." Fu Chong stopped the man, and turned to Fu Luo, "Brother, since the road is impassable, it seems that God wants me to wait for a rest. Why don't we let the army station in the valley until the weather improves? Not too late."
"No, marching and fighting must be fast. Our army is retreating from Guzang today. If we don't enter Qin, it's not a safe policy. Yuanchuan's geographical environment is very bad, so we can't stay here for a long time. Order people to clear the blocked roads quickly. Let’s set off, there must be no mistakes.”
"Brother, look at the weather, how can the army go?" Fu Chong complained.
Fu Luo glared at him, "How can marching people be hindered by bad weather?"
Fu Zhong immediately shut up.
Fu Luo looked up at the white catkins floating down, and sighed, "I hope Zhang Tianxi will enter Chang'an as soon as possible."
As soon as the ending sound fell, a black spot suddenly floated down from the sky filled with white catkins, and it fell slowly. Fu Luo became alert, "That's..."
Fu Chong screamed, "Come here, protect the Lord, protect the Lord."
Fu Luo's eyes were dimmed, and the sky was filled with catkins mixed with darkness.
Deng Qiang's 10,000 horsemen are mainly rangers and swordsmen, and less than half of them are real sergeants. People in the Jianghu kill people without asking where they came from, and they just do things with money.
The terrain of Yuanchuan Valley is steep, the valley is narrow, and the roads are inconvenient. Fuluo's hundreds of thousands of horses and horses can pass through. In addition to the heavy snowfall, the rocks in the valley slide down, making it even more difficult for a large army to pass.
Xuancheng took advantage of the danger.
But he was so cold that the world was excited, "If Fu Luo is not eliminated, Fu Jian will be in danger."
Wang Jiadao, "What a brotherly love, I have seen it today, ah, really, for you, your majesty would not hesitate to ask me to lead my soul, and for your majesty, you would not hesitate to be a villain."
Deng Qiang ordered, "Kill."
"If the rebellious army harms Qin, death is not a pity."
Swordsmen and knights only draw blood with their swords, while sergeants obey orders from their superiors.
Fu Luo drew his sword, and the inside of the Yuanchuan Valley was immediately illuminated by the sword.
It was a good sword. On the battlefield, Fu Luo used it to withstand thousands of knives and guns. He lived and died for Qin for more than ten years, and he never failed. Asura.
Fu Zhong trembled a little, "Brother, what's going on, how could people from the Jianghu intercept and kill us, this..."
The sharp blade reflected Fu Luo's never disturbed face, "The rabbit is dead and the dog is cooking, Fu Chong, remember, Ah Sheng has gone, Qin has no relatives like us."
It is true that the former king Fu Sheng was directly related to them, but when Fu Jian came to the throne, they never really supported him for a day.
"Brother, brother." Fu Zhong was in a hurry, his eyes were in chaos, and his sword was a little unsteady, "What should we do? How can we break through."
"Small boy, I have an army of 200,000, how can I be afraid of all the villains."
"All generals obey orders." Fu Luo raised his sword and shouted, "Follow me to kill."
The roar of war resounded through the valley. Fu Luo had a large army, but it was difficult to move an inch in the Yuanchuan Valley at this moment. Before the soldiers raised their guns and swords, the black-clothed swordsmen had flown in. The moment the sword was raised, the head fell to the ground, and there was a hissing sound. When he got up, Fu Zhong's war horse was unsteady, and he fell, his body swaying and collapsing on the snow.
"Fu Zhong, stand up." Fu Luo roared angrily.
However, before Fu Chong got up, a person fell from the air, firmly blocking them in front of them.
"Deng Qiang."
"Fu Jian sent you here?"
Deng Qiang responded, "Duke Tang, let's capture them with nothing to lose, lest the ghosts of these 200,000 horses linger."
"General Zhenjun, are you afraid that you are not my opponent?" Fu Luo smiled instead of anger, the long sword in his hand faintly crackling.
Fu Zhong stood up, and when he saw who was coming, his expression finally eased, "Brother, Fu Jian is afraid that we will support our troops with self-respect, but he sent this little general of the town army, I am afraid that he is here to die instead of coming Was it ordered to stop the killing?"
"Mr. Tang has always been arrogant. Now that he is trapped in Yuanchuangu, he can still be so confident. Deng admires him."
After Deng Qiang finished speaking, he waved his voice, the horse roared, and the soldiers swarmed up behind him. Fu Luo had 200,000 soldiers, mainly infantry, and Deng Qiang's 10,000 horses were mostly cavalry. Swordsmen, the two sides fought, Fu Luofang was crowded but defeated everywhere, blood was everywhere, and screams continued.
At this moment, heavy snow fell continuously from the sky, corpses were lying on the ground, and after a while, a large expanse of whiteness was covered.
Fu Luo ordered the army to retreat, but there was no place to retreat in the rear. The 200,000 army stretched back and forth for dozens of miles, trapped in this narrow Yuanchuan valley, and death had already arrived before the general order arrived.
Zhang Hao's rear army has arrived, Deng Qiang blocked the way of passage, and the front and back have become a siege. The sky is round, and Fu Luo's long dragon is now chaotic and twisted into a centipede, and Deng Qiang's men are fighting more and more bravely. , not at all tired.
Fu Luo's face was stained red, and snow fell on his eyelashes, but his pupils became clearer and clearer. In the white snow and bloody darkness, he finally saw clearly the person riding a white horse in front of him.
"Fu Rong." Fu Luo's voice finally trembled, and the sword in his hand trembled.
In the territory of Qin State, Fu Luo was invincible in all battles, but he had a large army to threaten Fu Jian's politics. He was not satisfied with his position and power, so he wrote to Fu Jian several times to ask for fiefdoms. Fu Jian granted Luoyang first, and then Youzhou, except Yecheng Apart from Fu Pi's guarding, the Northeast is controlled by Fu Luo.
Fu Rong, Duke of Yangping, is known as the victor of the Northern Kingdom. The only difference from Fu Luo is that he and Fu Jian have the same mother and never had any private fiefdoms. There were wars in Qin Dynasty. Although Jun Ling was reluctant, Fu Rong was willing to go through life and death for Fu Jian.
Xuancheng thought, if Fu Luo was a direct descendant of Fu Jian, then Daqin might have nothing to do with him.
Fu Luo raised his voice and said, "Mr. Yang Ping, you are not staying in Chang'an, you came to pick me up to Beijing, why bother to come to my poor Yuanchuan? You will be very happy to welcome me in Baqiao."
Xuancheng also replied loudly, "Mr. Tang, the Baqiao is too small to accommodate thousands of troops like you. Yuanchuan has a vast geographical area, which is just right for you to bury your lonely soul."
"You." Fu Chongjian pointed at the visitor, "Fu Rong, you and Fu Jian really know how to sing operas. After this one, my brother and I were born and died for the state of Qin. Why do you feel sorry for you brothers Fu? Why? Counting on me to wait?"
Xuancheng said, "Mr. Beihai, I don't know how to sing, and I can't even talk about calculations. Your hat is too big."
Wang Jia whispered beside him, "What he said was good, you and the saint sang really well."
"Haha, you and Fu Jian really opened my eyes." Fu Luoyang laughed loudly.
"Unfortunately, Fu Jian only has a brother like you. Is he enough? Ah, but Qin has five princes, all of whom were bestowed by the previous kings."
Xuancheng said, "Duke Tang, Duke Beihai, Qin had five princes, they have long been extinct, how come the theory of five princes today? Great Qin is not a big country, it cannot accommodate too many princes."
Fu Luo mocked, "Then why don't you destroy yourself?"
Xuancheng laughed again, but it was a sly smile, "That's right, but Brother Huang doesn't allow it, and I can't help it."
Wang Jia couldn't listen anymore, and covered his face, "Hey, what's the point of showing off your love so well, it's come to this point, don't you kill them two, are you going to show them to death?"
Xuancheng is no longer showy, so he is ruthless.
The killing order has been issued, whoever kills Fu Luo's head will become a prince.