That night, Feng Ye led five thousand soldiers to send troops to Kuizhou.
They gave up unnecessary luggage, carried ten days of rations, and went into battle lightly, striving to cross the foothills of Nanyue Mountain as quickly as possible.
This battle was fought with speed, as long as they fought fast, King Liang would have no time to set up an ambush.
From Kuizhou to Yueyang, which is nearly 400 li, a normal march of 40 li a day would take 10 days, and they had to cross mountains and ridges. Not enough to eat. But Feng Ye ordered to take only ten days of rations, and fight to the death to boost morale.
Yan Sikong also put on a suit of armor. He already had a handsome temperament, but now that the armor is added, he looks majestic and heroic.
Feng Ye watched him get on the horse with a smile, the two looked at each other, and returned their firm gazes.
Feng Ye let out a long breath and said, "Let's go."
The herald shouted, "Go—"
In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, they did not dare to beat the drums, and they headed south silently, with the horses bound their hooves and the drums held in their mouths.
From Kuizhou to Shizhou, the road was smooth, and Feng Ye required to march hundreds of miles in a day, because once he entered the mountains, his speed would inevitably slow down a lot.
Two days later, led by a local guide, they entered Nanyue Mountain.
The valley was narrow, and the army was stretched long, stretching for more than four or five miles, and the head and tail could not respond. Feng Yeming's army was divided into three sections, and the two sections were separated by three or four miles to prevent ambush and rescue each other.
In the evening, they chose to camp on a high ground with mountains and rivers facing the sun. They were cautious along the way, and they made detours wherever they were difficult to get out and where it was easy to set up an ambush. Although the marching speed was much slower, they passed the first few days safely.
On the fourth day of entering the mountain, it began to rain.
The rain was not heavy, but it was continuous. The mountain road was muddy, and the horseshoes were often stuck. Moving forward in the rain, with wet clothes and cold bodies, the soldiers suffered unspeakably, and the marching speed suddenly slowed down a lot.
Sitting in the camp, Yan Sikong warmed himself by the fire and sighed softly: "Feng Ye, I think it's better to rest for a day. With such rain, if the mountain falls and slides, the consequences will be disastrous."
Feng Ye stared at the raindrops falling like beads outside the account with a serious expression: "How can we have a day to rest, if this delays the time, we can only go to Qingxu Valley."
"In the past few days, our army has been doing both ways, and we have robbed at least three days. Resting for a day at this time can also allow the soldiers to recover their strength. Otherwise, if there is an ambush, the enemy will wait for work, and our army will be defeated."
"In this barren mountain, even if the sky is bright and clear, Liang Wang may not be able to find us, let alone this kind of ghostly weather." Feng Ye said, "Have a rest overnight, and see how the weather will be tomorrow, and then make a decision."
"I'm afraid the rain won't stop tomorrow." Yan Sikong said, "I've been observing the weather for a few days. The cumulus clouds are lingering, the humidity is low, and silted up in the mountains. It may not stop for three days."
Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "Rest overnight and make a decision tomorrow."
"Feng Ye."
"Call the general!" Feng Ye glared at him, "Yan Sikong, there is no superiority or inferiority in the army, but there are superiors and inferiors. You don't need to elaborate."
Yan Sikong cupped his hands and said, "Yes, General."
Feng Ye let out an annoyed sigh, and waved at the guards: "Everyone go down, Join the Army and I are going to rest."
For the past few days, Feng Ye and Yan Sikong have been sleeping together in the same tent, but it is impossible to have a romantic heart, it is just to reduce the burden and streamline the supplies.
Feng Ye waved at Yan Sikong: "Come here."
Yan Sikong walked over.
Feng Ye stood next to him: "I'm a little anxious, don't be angry with me."
Yan Sikong said calmly: "Do you know why Zhao Fuyi dared to hand over the military power to you, a mere 19-year-old half-year-old boy?"
Feng Ye snorted softly, "Because I am worthy of this military power."
"Yes, because you went into battle at the age of eleven to kill the enemy, went deep into the enemy's line at the age of fourteen, and led the army alone at the age of sixteen, because you are both wise and brave, and because you have strict military discipline." Yan Sikong bumped Feng Ye with his shoulder, and smiled, "So what you said just now is right. In the army, I shouldn't call you by your first name. I was in a hurry and even forgot to call you the prince. It really shouldn't be."
"Tsk." Feng Ye teased, "Why do I hear that you are hurting me?"
"How dare you."
Feng Ye laughed and said: "You are the person I love the most, why don't you dare." He put his arm around Yan Sikong and shook it lightly, "Kong'er, I understand your concerns, but you I have never led soldiers or fought wars, so I don’t understand the sense of urgency of marching for speed. Fighting opportunities are often at the nick of time, and a slight delay may lead to catastrophe. If you have to go to the Qingxu Valley because of the slow march , I am afraid that the whole army is in danger of being wiped out, soldiers are very fast, this time we are fighting for time, we don’t have a day to rest, depending on the weather conditions tomorrow, we can rest for half a day at most.”
Yan Sikong nodded: "Listen to you." He turned his head to look at Feng Ye's side face, his resolute eyes were as bright as stars, shooting straight into the distance, and his heart was trembling. Once Feng Ye puts on his armor and helmet and stands in the army, he will no longer look like a laughing and cursing, frivolous and frivolous young man in ordinary times. Orders and orders are forbidden, and he is the same as the general.
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As Yan Sikong said, on the second day the rain was still falling non-stop, Feng Ye let the army rest for half a day, and then the whole army set off.
The mountain was damp and cold, and the cold air invaded the body. Many soldiers were caught in the wind and cold, and even the horses fell down one after another. The marching speed became slower and slower, but the rations became thinner. It was like chasing a deadly ghost behind him. No one dared to complain. , had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
It was extremely risky when Feng Ye ordered to bring only 10 days of rations, but if they didn't have this strategy to motivate the soldiers, they would be trapped in the mountains.
After walking for three days in such a difficult and dangerous environment, they finally hoped for a sunny day. But even so, they were still four days behind schedule, and they were in a dilemma at this time, because they only had one day's ration left.
If they marched on the same route, they would soon run out of ammunition and food. If they wanted to save time, they had to choose another shortcut, which was the Green Beard Valley they were unwilling to go.
Qingxu Valley is also where the two mountains live between the two mountains. The land is narrow and long, easy to enter and difficult to exit. It is an excellent place to set up an ambush. But as long as they pass the Green Beard Valley, it will be a smooth journey, and they can march quickly and arrive at Yueyang within two days.
If the King of Liang had already found out that they had entered the mountain, then only setting up an ambush here would be the most likely to catch them all.
"Pass-shaped people are dangerous." Yan Sikong muttered softly, staring intently at the map.
"It's not that there is no way to defeat the enemy." Feng Ye said, "Before we came, we had already expected that there might be an ambush here. If we want to break through the pass, we must break through one of the passes."
"It's easy to break through one pass. If I were Liang Wangjun, I would just give up the entrance and guard the exit. The exit of Qingxu Valley is only five or six feet wide. As long as the formations are overlapped and the pass is lined up, there will be one man guarding the pass and ten thousand men. With the power of opening, I am afraid that even if there are no ambushes behind and above the head, even if there are no ambushes above the head, it will be difficult to rush over."
Wang Moxiu sighed heavily: "The heavy rain missed me!"
"It's useless to complain at this time." Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye, "General, I suggest that you march the same way, we can feed ourselves with barley grass, and travel twice the distance, day and night."
Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "Can a horse endure hunger if a person can endure hunger? Just eat this wet grass with a lot of moisture, and a horse cannot resist hunger at all. Wang Zhuibing, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape even if we run."
"But Qingxu Valley has the potential to die." Yan Sikong said, "There is a saying in the art of war, if the enemy is in the narrow area first, don't follow it if it is full."
"But there is another sentence below, 'If you don't make money, just follow it'." Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong with burning eyes, "If we don't go to Qingxu Valley, we are all close to death, why not take a gamble?"
Yan Sikong sighed, but did not answer.
Wang Moxiu said: "Joining the army, in fact, what the general said is not unreasonable. First, the king of Liang may not set up an ambush, and second, the king of Liang may not set up an ambush, and he may not go to the pass. When Han Xin walked through Jingxing Pass, the Zhao army did not block the pass. , he swaggered past with a large army, and then fought his back and defeated Zhao's army. It's very similar to our situation... "
Yan Sikong glared at Wang Moxiu sharply: "When marching and fighting, how can we rely on the hope that the enemy will be stupid?"
Wang Moxiu froze, he swallowed, and was amazed for a moment, how could a frail scholar have such sharp eyes like a knife
Yan Sikong persuaded again: "General, the terrain is dangerous and narrow, especially not to harm people."
Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, and said in a deep voice, "Yan joined the army, did you and I agree on the matter of leading the army?"
Yan Sikong was stunned for a while: "... there have been quite a few."
"Really?" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, and took a step closer, "How do I remember that you disagreed with me, are you bullying me when I was young, and you can't rest assured about anything?"
Yan Sikong bowed: "I dare not."
Feng Ye took a deep breath: "I understand all your concerns, and mine, do you understand?"
"Your official understands that whether you go the same way or go to Qingxu Valley, there are advantages and disadvantages. The temperament of the general and the lower official are very different. The lower official is conservative, so it is naturally a conservative strategy. At least in this matter, let alone the opposite. Wrong. If the general insists on going to Qingxu Valley, the subordinate officials will offer the plan of Qingxu Valley." Yan Sikong sighed in his heart, he and Fengye were very good in private, Fengye almost treated him like a woman, She loves and takes good care of her, but when it comes to leading troops to fight, as Feng Ye said, the two of them have a lot of differences, and they are not on the right track everywhere. One of them is aggressive and bold, while the other is conservative and cautious. They have quarreled countless times.
But now that Feng Ye is the coach, he can only persuade, if the persuasion fails, he will obey. Furthermore, the dangerous place is not really a dead place, if they get out of this place, they will escape from birth.
"Very well, what do you have in mind, tell me."