On the first day of June, the closed gates of Ji County finally opened.
Two thousand Wei soldiers took the lead in advancing into the city and surrendered with Utuo soldiers.
After the death of General Guide Zhonglang Yan He, the remaining Yan family army was like a mess of sand, unable to cope with the several attacks launched by the Uto people. Now that the remnants of the army are defeated, and there is no foreign aid, surrender is a matter of time. The Uto people were not suspicious. The Uto soldiers on both sides of the city gate were all carrying knives, mocking and mocking the weakness of the Wei soldiers.
In the ranks of the Great Wei soldiers and horses, He Yan hid in it. Her face was wiped with dust, and she couldn't see her original appearance, and she was mixed in with the troops and horses.
These two thousand people were all two thousand people personally selected by He Yan, and most of them were the Fuyue Army, not because of anything else. The Yan family army has not run in with her now. The Fuyue army has been fighting with her for a while, and they have a tacit understanding with each other. It is very dangerous to enter the city this time, and there is no chance of any trouble.
After Yan He died, the only person in the Yan family's army who could speak was his lieutenant Chen Cheng. At the end of the road, Shajit, the general of the Uto people, watched Chen Cheng come forward, laughed loudly, and said, "Dawei coward, that's all!"
Chen Cheng lowered his head and asked, "If our army surrenders to Utuo, can we let my soldiers live?"
"Of course, of course." Shajit was born strong and sneered when he heard the words: "Since you have surrendered to Uto, from now on, you are Uto people, and we will not do anything to our own people!"
"Then ask Lord Shajit to open the city gate and accept my Dawei surrender." Chen Cheng replied.
Shajit's eyes flashed: "Opening the city gate is a trivial matter, but those who surrendered have to be the same as you." He pointed to the troops. "Unload your weapons and bind your hands. That's the only way."
He still didn't trust Da Wei.
Chen Cheng said: "This is no problem." He said: "Please allow me to send someone back to explain the matter."
Shagit: "Okay!"
Chen Cheng walked to a soldier and whispered a few words in his ear. The soldier nodded, turned and walked towards the city gate. He was only halfway there, and suddenly, there was a Uto man standing beside him. Suddenly, he took a bow and shot an arrow, and an arrow pierced the chest of the soldier who returned to give orders.
The soldier didn't even have time to let out a cry, so he fell to the ground and stopped moving. Chen Cheng was furious, "What's going on? Didn't you tell him to go back and give orders!"
"You are already prisoners, how dare you make conditions with us?" The Uto man holding the bow and arrow was full of disdain, "No more nonsense, and I will kill you together!"
Shajit said with a smile, "Why get angry, you're just an ordinary soldier, why don't you just send another person?"
Their attitude was clearly intended to anger the soldiers of the Great Wei. He Yan secretly thought that it was not good, and before he had time to remind him, a Yan family army suddenly rushed towards the Utuo man in front of him and shouted: " Scholars can be killed but not humiliated, I fought with them—"
He Yan sighed inwardly.
The general's style will affect the behavior of the entire army. Yan He is direct and brave, even with the soldiers under his command. Don't excite the general. Now, all the previous preparations have been useless.
But so what
The soldiers in front of them had already fought with the Uto people. Before they entered the city, they unloaded their weapons, and now they can only grab the blades from the opponent's hands with their bare hands.
Terrible and terrifying.
He Yan kicked away the Uto man who was attacking in front of him, grabbed the long knife in his hand with a backhand, and shouted loudly, "Followers, come with me!"
…
On the battlefield outside Yunzi City, golden cavalry and iron cavalry, blood is floating in the pestle.
The Uto soldiers outside the city were beaten and fled, and they were very embarrassed. The reason why "Killing General" is "Killing General", "Nine Banner Battalion" is "Nine Banner Battalion", and "Nanfu Soldier" is "Nanfu Soldier" is because most of them have fought against them. die on the battlefield. Others can only know how brave and invincible this team is from the mouths of those who escaped by chance, but only when they really face each other on the battlefield will they know that the rumors are less than one-tenth.
Among the thousands of soldiers, the young man with black armor and long sword is like a messenger who crawled out of hell to harvest his life. The sword edge is as calm and indifferent as his eyes, and his jade-like appearance brings endless killing intent.
And he wasn't fighting alone.
The iron cavalry behind him, like his shield and his spear, made this army seem invincible and daunting.
A soldier of one person is like a wolf like a tiger, like wind like rain, like thunder like thunder, and the whole world is shocked.
This is a crucial battle, and it is also the last siege battle. As long as this battle is won, Yunzi can be recaptured. The rest is just to clean up the mess.
But for this battle, Xiao Jue and the Nanfu soldiers have been waiting for a long time.
The Utuo people of Yunzi refused to open the city gate to face the Nanfu soldiers, fearing the prestige of the Nanfu soldiers and the Nine Banners Battalion, and wanted to fight internally. They still have reserves in Yunzi City, but the soldiers and horses of the Great Wei who are stationed outside the city will always have to run out of rations one day.
Xiao Jue made people walk past the city carrying rice grains every day, especially for the Uto people who came to inquire about the news. The head of the rice grain is sufficient and the morale is strong, and the morale declines.
But it's not just that.
Long before he came to Yunzi, Xiao Jue had already been in the Nanfu soldiers and arranged to accompany a few skilled craftsmen. After arriving in Yunzi, he sent soldiers and craftsmen to secretly dig a tunnel leading to the city of Yunzi. They also let people use strong crossbows to shoot stone arrows at the city every day, harassing the Uto people. For a long time, the Uto people were worried every day. Even if the leader ordered not to leave the city, the military's heart has been shaken.
In the battle of wits between generals, sometimes it's just more composure than whoever is, whoever can't sit still first will lose.
After all, the Utuo people who occupied Yunzi were caught in Xiao Jue's scheming. In the early morning, they went out of the city and fought the Nanfu soldiers head-on.
Long preparations have made this battle a logical success.
Tens of thousands of enemy troops were captured, countless horses and weapons were seized, and a small number of Uto people fled in a hurry, nothing to be afraid of.
So far, the overall situation of Yunzi has been decided.
It was rare for the soldiers of the Nanfu to cheer and celebrate in the city. It took nearly half a year from spring to autumn. Although they looked relaxed, only they knew that the days were difficult. The sea near Yunzi was wet at night, and many soldiers had red rashes on their bodies, which were extremely itchy at night. There are also military rations, which have long been insufficient. The load of white rice that the Uto people see every day is actually the same load.
"Finally I can go home!" A younger Nanfu soldier grinned and said, "I've had enough of this place in Yunzi, I'm back to Beijing!"
Chiwu passed by him and was about to reprimand him for a few words, but when the words came to his mouth, he still didn't say it, and instead showed a smile.
To be able to go home alive is a joy to hear.
In the camp, the military doctor is healing the chief general.
The young man's middle shirt was taken to his shoulders, and a thick strip of cloth was wrapped around his chest. Since he is the governor of the Right Army, he is the center of all the spearheads of the Uto people. It's just that the black armor covered his wound, and no one saw him bleeding. Therefore, others always thought that General Feng Yun would not be injured.
"The governor should not do too much action these days." The white-bearded old military doctor reminded, "Although the arrow didn't hurt the vital part, the wound was deep. It's better to rest for a few days to avoid the root cause of the disease in the future."
Xiao Jue pulled up the robe, covered the wound, nodded and said, "Thank you."
The old military doctor had just left when someone came in from outside. It was Fei Nu. With a letter in his hand, he walked quickly with a rare anxious expression, "Master, there's a letter from Jijun."
Ji County was far away from Yunzi, and some time had passed by the time the letter came. The last time I received a letter from Jijun was the news of Yan He's death. Jiuchuan had received the good news, Ji County lost its main general, and He Yan led the Fuyue Army to help.
This time, the letter was supposed to be after He Yan arrived in Ji County.
Fei Nu handed the letter to Xiao Jue with an ugly face. Although he hadn't opened the letter, he had already learned the news from the sender of the letter.
It's not really good news.
Ji County is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Yan family's army has now lost its main general, and the army's heart is unstable. He Yan took 2,000 soldiers and horses and pretended to surrender into the city, in an attempt to break through the Utuo army from the city. Uto was caught off guard.
There was nothing wrong with the plan, but unfortunately, when the plan was being implemented, one of the Yan family's army couldn't provoke the Utuo people and couldn't help but take action. The plan was disrupted. In the fight, although the city gates were finally opened and the battle was won, He Yan was seriously injured and the situation was very bad.
Xiao Jue stared at the letter in front of him.
The letter was written by Lin Shuanghe, and the handwriting was very scribbled, which shows that when he wrote this letter, the situation was urgent. Although the above did not say how "bad" the situation was, it was conceivable.
Two thousand people enter the city, and once they start in advance, it is like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth. Without weapons, they are already at a disadvantage.
What's more serious is that although they won this battle, once the Uto people know that the Lord will be injured, they are bound to fight back. Lin Shuanghe didn't understand the situation of the battle, and what was written in the letter was unclear, so he didn't know what the situation was.
Fei Nu looked at Xiao Jue's face.
Honestly, this letter came at a wrong time. As long as the battlefield in Yunzi is finished, this letter at this time will definitely make Xiao Jue confused, but Yunzi and Jijun are not in the same direction.
I can only watch helplessly, how hard it is to endure.
"Master, are you going to Ji County..."
"No need." Xiao Jue interrupted him.
Fei Nu dare not speak.
Xiao Jue stood up and walked out of the tent.
Outside, the west wind blows. It is almost the beginning of autumn, and all the flames of the night have faded away, leaving only the cool air.
In the distance, the long sea is vast, the tide is surging, and the clear moon is reflected in the clouds, dyeing the sea water white.
The night on the frontier has always been like this, the sun is cold and the grass is short, and the moon is bitter and frosty. But what is the difference between the moonlight in the desert and the moonlight on the seaside
There was a faint pain in the chest, I don't know if it was a wound or something else. He raised his eyes and looked at the cold moon in the sky quietly, and what floated in his ears was the hearty voice of a woman.
"I want you to promise me that if there is news, no matter what the news is, do what you need to do, don't affect the overall situation, don't stop, and keep going."
Keep going.
After a while, he withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards the tent.
The lieutenant stepped forward and asked hesitantly, "Captain, next..."
"After dawn, go north to pack up the remnants," he said.
…
The summer heat in Jiyang was finally blown away by the autumn wind and autumn rain overnight.
In the early morning, under the plane tree outside the hall, a thick layer of gold was piled up, and three or two pieces fell into the pond. Occasionally, the fish floated to the surface, lightly tipped it, and quickly swam away, leaving only a little ripple from the fish tail. .
Mu Hongjin walked into the courtyard.
The maid said, "Your Highness, Master Cui is here."
Cui Yuezhi came in from outside. He has lost a lot of weight these days and looks more energetic than before. When the Utuo people invaded the territory of Great Wei, the army of Jiyang City was not strong at all. Previously, because of Xiao Jue and He Yan, they won more with less and turned defeat into victory. Now Xiao Jue and He Yan have gone to the battlefield respectively. Although Jiyang is safe now, what happened last time is a lesson. After the New Year's Pass, Cui Yuezhi stayed in the martial arts field every day, training the Jiyang City army, so that if some thieves came, he would have strong confidence when facing the enemy.
He saluted Mu Hongjin and handed the scroll, "Your Highness, this is the battle report between Jijun and Yunzi."
Mu Hongjin reached out and took it.
She is also a little older, but now, she no longer asks her maid to pull out the new white hair on her head every day, so she can see the white stars in her hair. However, she didn't care, Mu Xiaolou had gradually grown up, and Jiyang City would be handed over to the new princess sooner or later.
Everyone will grow old, and aging should not be a terrible thing.
She opened the scroll, her eyes fell on the handwriting inside the scroll, and after reading it for a long time, she closed the scroll and sighed.
"Jiuchuan and Yunzi have been withdrawn, everything is fine with Jiangjiang, and there is good news from Jijun, but your Highness is worried about Miss He?" Cui Yuezhi asked.
He Yan's life and death are uncertain, this is indeed a worrying thing. Cui Yuezhi still remembered that the last time she saw He Yan, when she didn't hold a weapon, she was like an ordinary girl, with a bright smile and a particularly hearty attitude. When she picked up a weapon, it was like she was born for the battlefield. Even at that time, they all knew very well that He Yan was not an ordinary woman, but when they heard the news that she led the Fuyue Army to Jiuchuan alone, they couldn't help being surprised.
The young General Feihong back then was also a woman, but that woman who is one in ten thousand in the world is no longer alive. How fortunate that they were able to see another in their lifetime.
But now, does this female general have to fall as early as General Feihong
The woman in the red robe with wide sleeves shook her head slightly when she heard the words, her eyes were a little disappointed, "This hall just doesn't want to..."
I don't want to see a lover like her, and I won't get a good ending.
The things in the world are too difficult to achieve consummation. She is already like this, and she really doesn't want to look at her sweetheart and embark on a road separated from heaven and man like her.
…
In the Buddhist temple in Rundu City, the Golden Buddha looked down at all beings with kind eyes and kind eyes. The women in the temple sat on the haystacks, closing their eyes and praying for the blessings of those in the distance.
These were all female captives who were rescued by He Yan from the Utuo people in the battle of Rundu. If it wasn't for He Yan to stop them at the beginning, now they would have become a pile of bones, and there is no longer today. After He Yan left Rundu, Rundu County magistrate Zhao Shiming was entrusted by He Yan to help take care of these women. Most of them were not recognized by their families, and some of their family members had died at the hands of the Uto people. Zhao Shiming found an embroidery workshop for them in the city, and did embroidery work on weekdays to make a living.
For these women, it was a great surprise to be able to do this. Although they have not completely come out of their inferiority complex in their hearts, in the end, they have the courage to face the future again.
He Yan led troops to help Ji County, and when the news of the serious injuries reached Rundu, these women were all anxious, wishing that they could go to the battlefield together as a man and kill the enemy with the heroine. But now, they can only pray for He Yan attentively in the Buddhist hall, praying that the young and heroic girl can get well soon and return safe and sound.
Outside the hall, the magistrate in a robe sighed: "Look, how pious they are, in their hearts, they truly respect Mr. Xiaohe."
Beside him, Li Kuang looked at the women in the hall without speaking.
It has been almost a year since Qiluo passed away. Even so, sometimes when he speaks and does things, he will subconsciously look for that charming figure. Countless nights, he woke up from his dream, always remembering that day, Qiluo looked at him.
There is no resentment, only doubt and incomprehension.
He Yan was right, he was wrong, so later, until now, he spent more time on training the army of Rundu City. The mistakes he made are irreparable, and all he can do is not let such mistakes happen again.
"Lord Li has seen it now, they survived and are doing well." Zhao Shiming said.
When He Yan rescued these women, everyone thought that she was just a waste of effort, just because a woman who had been insulted by the enemy, even if she was lucky enough to survive, she would still be no match for the eyes of the world. It is their choice sooner or later to become the last straw that crushes them and leave this world.
It was He Yan who told Zhao Shiming how to settle these women before leaving, and even left a sum of money for herself. She really thought about those women. And now, those women have lived up to her.
Li Kuang lowered his head and smiled at himself: "I'm not as good as her."
"How many people in the world can compare to such a person as Lord Xiaohe?" Zhao Shiming stroked his beard, "I hope that Lord Xiaohe can turn a bad luck into a lucky one in Ji County. If she is here, these women will also be in their hearts. There is a place to go.”
Zhao Shiming looked at the sky in the distance, and a group of Qiuyan flew by. He watched for a while, and said in a low voice, "I hope so."
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The prototypes of fake grain transportation and tunnel digging all come from Li Guangbi~