The sun was bright, but the wind in February was still chilly. Chen Qi stood at the door of Jiulingtang, watching the curtains rolling. ｀｀し "What are you looking at?" Fang Jinxiu's voice came from behind.
"I didn't watch it, I was listening." Chen Qi said, looking back at Fang Jinxiu.
listen
Fang Jinxiu walked over.
"...It's absolutely true, the Jin man was brought in by Duke Cheng..."
"...So Duke Cheng really took refuge in the Jinren?"
"...he escaped with guilt, and there is no place for him in the world. Of course, he can only go to the Jinren..."
"...It is said that he has colluded with the Jin people for a long time. He has been entrenched in the Northland for so long, and he has been bought by the Jin people..."
"...I didn't expect Duke Cheng to be such a person..."
"...people are greedy and difficult to satisfy, he has great achievements and power..."
The wind blows the discussion outside the door from time to time.
"Nonsense." Fang Jinxiu said, "What's so interesting about that?"
Chen Qi spread his hands.
"Idle is idle." He said, looking at Fang Jinxiu, "You might as well be in Yangcheng, there's nothing to do here."
After learning that Miss Jun was taken away by Lu Yunqi, Fang Jinxiu rushed back.
"Come back and get your wages," she said.
Chen Qi chuckled, and the discussion outside the door became louder when he was about to speak.
"...Wait a minute, isn't that bad... Cheng Guogong is so powerful, and he leads the Jinren, isn't he invincible?"
"...Yes, yes, will you call to the capital? Let's pack up and run."
"...Why are you so anxious, the emperor hasn't run away yet..."
"...Don't worry, it won't happen. Without Duke Cheng, there is Uncle Qinghe. You have forgotten whose soldier is Duke Cheng? Uncle Qinghe!"
"...it has been blocked, and the golden man has been driven back. Just watch, the golden man will come to seek peace and admit defeat in a few days..."
"...That's right, Uncle Qinghe is very powerful. If he hadn't been framed and caused a military chaos back then, how could there be Duke Cheng in this world..."
Hearing this, Fang Jinxiu snorted.
"Nonsense," she said again, turning inward.
Uncle Qinghe is so powerful, is he talking nonsense? Chen Qi laughed, and was about to turn around and follow, when he heard a rush of horseshoes on the street, accompanied by scolding.
"Urgent report urgent report."
This voice is familiar to everyone in the past two months. It is a soldier from the Northland War.
Chen Qi couldn't help but lifted the curtain to look out, and saw the bustling crowd on the street following the scolding to avoid a way, and the dusty postman galloping past.
I don't know whether it is good news or bad news this time.
…
The emperor stepped into the hall, and several ministers waiting here bowed down to salute.
"What's the matter? In such a hurry?" the emperor asked with a frown.
Several ministers looked at each other, and for a moment, a minister stood up helplessly.
"Your Majesty." He said with a trembling voice, "Uncle Qing He lost the news."
The emperor was stunned.
"What does it mean to lose news?" he asked.
…
The weather in Qizhou in February is extremely cold, especially when it snowed last night. Although the snow was not heavy, it was frozen on the ground. Looking at it in the daylight, it makes people feel freezing.
Uncle Qing He had been standing on the castle all morning wrapped in a thick woolen cloak.
"Uncle, go in and rest for a while." The general beside him persuaded in a low voice.
"How long has it been?" Uncle Qing He didn't answer, but asked.
"It's been three days." The general quickly replied, "Uncle, don't worry, the news has been sent out."
Qing Hebo's face softened a little, but his eyes were still gloomy looking at the front.
The front was desolate, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, the trees on the ground were scorched black by the fire, and there were bloodstains on the ground exposed by the snow blown by the wind.
It can be seen that there have been fierce battles here.
No matter how far away the line of sight is, densely packed flags can be faintly seen.
There is nothing terrible about the banner, what is terrible is the soldiers and horses under the banner.
"How many more?" Uncle Qing He asked again.
The general's head drooped slightly.
"Thirty thousand people came from West Road," he said.
"Then there are 100,000 soldiers surrounding us now." Uncle Qing He nodded and said.
When the amount of 100,000 was mentioned, he seemed to have no fear.
The general answered yes with his head down.
"Are you scared?" Uncle Qing He looked at him and said.
The general straightened up quickly.
"Don't be afraid of the end." He said loudly.
Qing Hebo nodded.
"There's nothing to be afraid of. The Jin people are best at playing this kind of siege warfare." He said, "We have enough food and grass, so what's the matter with him?"
"Uncle Mingjian." The general said with admiration.
"Now that we have broken through and sent out the news, we will attack these gold thieves head-on, just in time for the reinforcements to intercept from the rear." Qing Hebo said.
The general replied yes again.
Having said that, the ground seemed to tremble, and Qing Hebo narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Looks like the gold thief is going to attack again." He said, flicking his cloak, "Let's fight."
With the sound of war drums, countless soldiers assembled again.
Looking at the people and horses in the city, several generals standing on the castle sighed, then looked at Uncle Qing who was walking down.
"Mingjian, Mingjian, if you are really Mingjian, how could you fall into the ambush of the Jin people." A general couldn't help but whispered.
The general next to him hurriedly hissed at him.
"It's this time, don't talk about it." He persuaded in a low voice.
The previous generals were still resentful.
"It's hard to say at this time, because it can't be said, he is getting more and more self-willed." He said, "He insisted on splitting up and attacking together. As a result, he was intercepted and besieged by the Jin people."
The general next to him sighed.
"Fortunately, we broke out, and the reinforcements will arrive soon." He said with an uplifted expression, "The closest one is Suning Pass."
Mentioning Suning Pass, the former general's expression softened a bit.
"Fortunately, he still remembers that he is a general." He said, "It wasn't crazy enough to push the Qingshan Army away, or else..."
Several generals looked back to the outside of the city, and there seemed to be more and more banners covering the sky, rolling towards this side like dark clouds.
…
Teams of officers and soldiers rushed back and forth to convey the order to pull out the camp.
Several generals in the main tent were pointing at the sand table to make the final confirmation.
"Okay, according to the plan given by the uncle, we will go west from here..." A general said, "Turn north again, cross the Pingchuan River, and then we can directly attack the east of the Jinren."
The generals nodded their heads.
"Okay, Uncle is under siege, it's related to the overall situation of the war, everyone must work together..." The leading general said solemnly.
A bearded general standing at the end of the queue and listening carefully suddenly felt someone stab his arm.
He turned his head and saw that it was a jerk.
Zading didn't look at him, he stuffed something into his hand, got up and stood away.
The general looked surprised, looked at the soldier, then lowered his head to feel what was in the palm of his hand.
a note.
What's the meaning
The general frowned slightly, hesitated again and again, then stroked his beard and raised his hand, looked down, suddenly looked shocked, and subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand.
"Old Wen, what do you eat?" the general next to him asked in a low voice.
General Wen laughed dryly.
"No, no, swallow." He whispered.
The general laughed.
"Scared?" he whispered.
General Wen hurriedly shook his head.
"How could it be," he said.
When the two of them said this, the voice of the general in front coughed heavily.
"...Did everyone understand?" He said, looking at the two people who were talking here.
The other generals in the room also looked over, their expressions a little indifferent and dissatisfied.
It is not bad that the cronies who have been turned into Cheng Guogong can still lead the army, you should cherish your blessings.
The faces of the two generals turned red.
"Understood." They said loudly.
"Then go back to camp and set off," the general said.
Everyone in the tent responded in unison, and turned around without hesitation. Although General Wen was standing on the outermost side, he was not the first to go out. complex.
"Is there anything else Mrs. Wen can do?" asked the general standing in front of the sand table.
General Wen looked at him.
"Master Zong, uncle means that we should cross the Pingchuan River and attack the Jin people from the east, right?" he said.
Master Zong frowned slightly.
"Didn't you hear what I just said?" he asked.
General Wen hesitated.
"No, the general thinks, maybe..." he said, finally gritted his teeth, bowed his head, "the general takes orders."
After saying that, he strode back out.
Master Zong standing in front of the sand table looked disdainful, but said nothing, and looked down at the sand table seriously.
General Wen galloped back to his camp, and his subordinates had been waiting for a long time.
"How about it?"
They obviously already knew the news that Uncle Qinghe's army was under siege, and they also knew that this call was to go to support.
"I really didn't expect Uncle Qinghe to be ambushed."
"There's nothing you can do about it being a golden man."
"I think we should go to support from the Pingchuan River."
"No, I think we should attack the golden people's food and grass. The Duke once said that the golden people are actually timid, and if they gather together to be strong, it is very easy to collapse if the morale of the army is shaken."
"Who knows where their food and grass are? Have we been told by the value that we just let them run around?"
Without waiting for General Wen to speak, they argued a lot, and there was no final decision.
"Where are we going?" They looked at General Wen and asked, "How did uncle arrange it?"
General Wen looked at the crowd, but the note that was swallowed just now appeared in front of his eyes.
"We." He said each word slowly, as if the words were worth a thousand gold, "Go east, cross Xingta Mountain, and arrive at Songyuan."