Yan Xiaohan kept a low profile in front of the misfortune, pretending not to understand the turbulent undercurrent between Fu Shen and Zhao Xicheng.
Sooner or later, the conflict between Beiyan Army and Xinchao will be put on the table. Fu Shen wants to reorganize the river and mountains, but he can't fight in front of him, and let Xinchao follow behind to pick up leaks. Loyalty" reputation.
Emperor Yuantai's evaluation of Fu Shen was "loyal to the world but not loyal to the emperor". Although he imagined Fu Shen to be too ambitious, his words were quite accurate. Fu Shen was willing to bow his head to Emperor Yuantai in those days, because he cared about his old love, but it was different for Sun Yunduan. Not to mention old feelings, even for what the new emperor did to Fu Ling, it was impossible for Fu Shen to give up with him.
What's more, Emperor Yuantai is still staying in Shuzhou well, and Fu Shen has never intervened in the abolition before, which does not mean that he will not decide who will sit on the throne in the future.
Zhao Xicheng was drenched in cold sweat by Fu Shen's few words, and felt that he shouldn't be mean. It's okay to talk about Yan Xiaohan. Let's chat happily about how to fight Chang'an City
General Zhao didn't know much about Yan and Fu, and he didn't know what their relationship was, let alone Fu Shen's intention to leave Yan Xiaohan behind. It's just that the legend of "the court's lackeys murdering the loyal and the good" is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so he looked at it coldly and thought that the biggest possibility was that Yan Xiaohan had done too many crimes before and was punished.
"Master Hou's intentions can be saved," Zhao Xicheng said sincerely, "Since Master Yan does not object... Then everything is left to Master Hou's arrangements."
A chuckle suddenly sounded in the silent room, Yan Xiaohan slowly raised his head, met the gazes of the two of them, and said without a smile, "Okay. Let's do it like this."
When Zhao Xicheng said goodbye to go out, Fu Shen put away his cold face, shook his head and smiled: "Master Yan, it seems that your popularity is really not very good. If you want to throw it away, you can throw it away without any hesitation."
Yan Xiaohan also shook his head, "I really didn't expect that things like 'forcibly robbing' would fall on my head one day."
"Whatever is stronger," Fu Shen said, "Don't smear me, it's obviously the matchmaker who is marrying."
Yan Xiaohan stopped laughing, his heart softened into a pool of water, and he leaned in to ask for a kiss, Fu Shen kissed the corner of his lips, but Yan Xiaohan bit back and pressed him on the wheelchair to kiss him firmly. Enough book.
A few days later, the Battle of Chang'an officially began.
Chang'an, also known as Xijing, is the ancient capital of the former dynasty and the center of the Central Plains. Chang'an has a large population, and its prosperity is no less than that of the capital. After the Tartars invaded southward, they also used this place as an important town, and they plundered the city for several days. When the Beiyan army swept the surrounding villages and towns, many people secretly ran out of the city to give them advice. It is said that there are many rangers and righteous warriors in Chang'an City, who often assassinate Tatar officials and generals at night, and the people even set fires at the city gate every three or five minutes, causing smoke and dust everywhere, forging the illusion of an army attacking.
Food and grass are available, and the inside and outside are concentric. It is a good time to attack the city in one fell swoop.
On the 30th day of the fifth month, all the armies were dispatched together, Zhao Xicheng as the front army, Beiyan Iron Cavalry as the middle army, and Xiangzhou army as the rear army. There are 100,000 Chen soldiers of the Tartar tribe outside Chang'an City. Most of the soldiers of the New Dynasty army were border troops who fled south to Jiangnan after being defeated. At first they were a little timid, but they were guarded by the generals of the Ta tribe and saw the flaws. They slashed with brute force and slashed a knife in the front army. On the road, the Tartar cavalry swarmed up, Zhao Xicheng suddenly fell into a passive state, and the army panicked.
At the critical moment, Yan Xiaohan led a group of Beiyan troops to kill him, and pulled out General Zhao, who was trapped in a heavy siege, and shouted, "All hold steady! "
Before Zhao Xicheng could catch his breath, he saw Yan Xiaohan galloping straight out, holding a saber in his hand like a gust of wind, slashing several people in the blink of an eye. Take the lead and rushed to the opposite side of the shield.
On the battlefield, it’s easy to get excited. Yan Xiaohan kills people like numbness, but he knows very well that the eastern flank of the central army was attacked by barbarians in ambush just now, and Fu Shen couldn’t take care of the front army. Thousands of miles away, the Chinese army was attacked from both sides, and they would not want to go back today.
Shoot people first shoot horses, capture thieves first capture the king, the most urgent task is to kill this stupid big Tatar with a face.
Yan Xiaohan was born in Feilongwei, and he was good at commanding small gangs to fight in groups, but he had no experience in leading troops, so he did not compete with Zhao Xicheng for command, but single-handedly killed and fought with Zhe Huo - this aspect is his strengths.
Zhe Hu was sitting on the horse, a head taller than Yan Xiaohan, holding a large knife, wielding it with such force that it was like opening a mountain and splitting the sea. Yan Xiaohan took a light and bizarre path, the angle was cunning and cruel, and the knife was straight to the point. The two were inextricably battling, and the collision of the blades sounded like a shower of rain. She had probably never encountered such an opponent from Ouchi on the battlefield. She was blinded by the brisk and elegant light of the knife, and her hands did not keep up with the movements for a while, accidentally revealing a flaw. Yan Xiaohan's eyes turned cold, he picked it up without hesitation, a thin bladed venomous snake burrowed into the gap in the armor, twisted it, and cut off an arm like tofu—
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind behind him. He was distracted and looked out of the corner of his eye, only to see a cold blade slashing at his back.
With the momentum of that slash just now, Yan Xiaohan's second slash had already approached the shield's neck. At this time, it would be in vain to stop. His bloodline, he planned to eat this hard, as long as he could take the head of the shield!
A splash of blood splattered, and the stagnant feel of the blade cutting through the bones seemed to remain at the fingertips. An angry head fell under the horse's hoof, but the expected pain behind it did not come as expected.
"What's wrong? Haven't you killed anyone!"
Yan Xiaohan looked back blankly and found that Fu Shen had come behind him at some point, with a headless corpse lying under his feet. He held a rein in one hand and a knife in the other, the tip of the knife still dripping with blood, the face under the helmet was handsome and cold, his eyebrows were frosted, and his scrutinizing eyes were like ice picks that pierced his heart.
He seemed to want to scold people, but he couldn't hold back, and only said coldly: "Come here, follow me, don't run around, it won't be so coincidental next time."
Master Yan, who killed a Tatar general with two swords just now, was more well-trained than a pug and urged his horse to come over without any delay.
Fu Shen gave orders with a sullen face, ordering the former army to hold a long sword and march forward. The Beiyan iron cavalry had cleaned up the ambush, and the general's shield was also hacked to death. The Tartar cavalry lost the opportunity and became timid, and the attack speed slowed down. At this time, the Xiangzhou army caught up from behind and was left and right with the Beiyan army. Flanking, the situation on the battlefield turned sharply.
This battle lasted for four hours. The Han army beheaded tens of thousands of people, and finally wiped out the main force of the Tatar cavalry, and the remaining defeated army abandoned the city and fled.
At the time of Xu, Fu Shen separated a team of troops to chase the remaining soldiers. The three armies entered the city as a whole. So far, Chang'an has recovered.
Counting casualties, arranging patrols in the city, and dealing with various officials... Fu Shen was busy all night, Yan Xiaohan stayed up all night with him, until it was bright, and the Beiyan army, who had been chasing the remaining soldiers, returned to the city and captured a few Tatars that had been captured. The generals of the clan were locked in the palace's large prison, and they were busy taking a rest. Everyone was exhausted and went to rest individually.
Fu Shen and the others lived in an official mansion, which was many times better than the dilapidated house in Tangli Town. Yan Xiaohan had a rare fetish for cleanliness. He washed several times before washing away the bloody smell from his body. When he returned to the bedroom, Fu Shen, who had washed before him, had fallen asleep by the head of the bed.
It was only then that he felt his heartbeat, pounding, rhythmically, almost like a rhythm, not rushing at all. For a time, the clamorous shouting and killing finally faded away, and the subtle movements around him came into his ears, as if returning to the world from the Asura hell, and the whole person came back to life.
He stood there for a while, until Fu Shen's long breathing stopped, he closed his eyes and asked lazily, "Why, what about the punishment?"
"Huh?" Yan Xiaohan suddenly returned to his senses, walked over to the bed, moved him to the inside, and lay down beside him, "Why did you wake up?"
"You're going crazy there, can I not wake up?" Fu Shen covered his mouth and yawned, rolled over and put his arms around his shoulder, and touched the scar: "Today... No, yesterday, you A little too careless, I won't scold you this time, you have a long memory."
"I'm impatient," Yan Xiaohan graciously admitted his mistake, hugging his thin back through a thin single coat, and asked softly, "But how did you find out? We are so far apart."
Fu Shen didn't answer directly, and said casually, "If you get stabbed right under my nose, I won't have to live anymore. If you're sleepy, go to sleep."
Yan Xiaohan didn't ask any further questions. After thinking about it for a while, he felt as if he had accidentally touched a little tenderness that was hidden under General Fu's armor.
He grew up in the capital since he was a child, and has never been on the battlefield. He has almost no experience in confronting the enemy. Although the supervisor did not have to fight, Fu Shen was still worried, so he insisted on keeping him by his side, so that he could always watch over him and avoid swords. Eyeless, accidentally hurt him.
On the battlefield, if he hadn't been distracted and cared about him all the time, how could he have blocked that knife in time
"How can you be so good?" Yan Xiaohan looked at Fu Shen's sleeping face, feeling as if he had vaguely tasted the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus candy, and thought to himself, "I can't help it anymore."
After everything in Chang'an was settled, Yan Xiaohan found an excuse and took Fu Shen out of the city. The two walked slowly along the mountain road, watching the flowers in their eyes, and when they reached the middle of the mountain, a white marble relief archway appeared at the end of the tree-shaded mountain road.
Fu Shen looked all over the distance and squinted: "Qinglian Pond? Where is it?"
Yan Xiaohan smiled without saying a word, took his hand and walked inside. It didn't take long for the whole picture to appear. There is actually a whole other business built on the mountain, with pavilions and pavilions scattered, green trees and flowers, surrounded by flowing water. At first glance, it covers an area of thousands of acres. Wait for the pen.
"This mountain is called Shuangbai Mountain, and there are many hot springs on the mountain," Yan Xiaohan took Fu Shen through the veranda, around the main house, and came to the Tang Pond surrounded by white mist behind, "This mountain villa is the private property of my adoptive father, he drives After Hexi went, he returned to me. The hot spring is alive and well, I have always wanted to bring you, but I couldn't find time. Fortunately, my wish has finally come true this time, Lord Hou, take a look, are you satisfied?"
"People are more mad than people," Fu Shen sighed, "Look at your father, I left a hot spring villa for you, and then look at my father, I left a group of strong men with five big and three thick."
Yan Xiaohan wrapped his arms around him from behind, smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, Bie Zhuang and everyone are yours."
Fu Shen raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a good thing?"
Yan Xiaohan's hands began to untruthfully untie his belt. Hearing that, he kissed Fu Shen's face, and said boldly, "Last time, it was said that the matchmaker was getting married, so why not... Marquis and I can only do something after the matchmaker is getting married. What did you do?"