〖Abstain from vertical and horizontal battlefields for many years, winning more and losing less. In the 23rd year of Rongsheng, the general led his troops into Zezhou, fought with the main force of Yong's army in Qin Ze, and sent Ji to attack the enemy's baggage. Unaware of the conspiracy of the Yong army, King Qi disguised himself as leaving the central army and set up a tiger's den to wait. Don't be careful, get caught in a siege. After a day and night of hard fighting, the bow and arrows were exhausted, the food and grass were exhausted, and in the end, the enemy was too strong, and the stars fell into the water. At that time, the commander of the Yong army, King Li Xian of Qi, although he hated his many killings, still cherished his talents. Wang Yi sighed, not allowing the corpse to be slaughtered, and sent his own troops back to the Northern Han. When the general saw it, his heart was pierced with pain, and from his preface, he carried his ashes back to his hometown for burial.
—"The History of the Northern Han Dynasty: The Biography of Tan Ji"〗
At dawn the next day, the Northern Han army was finally dead and wounded. Under the protection of the guards, Li Xian walked into the bloody Asura Field. There were corpses lying everywhere on the battlefield. , all died in a fierce battle. Walking to the center of the battlefield, it was the most tragic place in the battle. Several corpses were wearing bronze masks, and one of them was wearing a general costume. Li Xian looked carefully, and saw that the man opened his hands and covered a shorter body with his body. His right hand was still holding the long ge, his shirt was broken and full of blood. The warhorse with a spear let out a long wailing sound, and from time to time it lowered its head to push its master, trying to get him to stand up again.
There is no need for Li Xian's order, since someone dragged the war horse that was seriously injured and dying, but still lingering, Li Xian stepped forward, leaned over and looked, only to see that the man's face was still covered with a bronze mask, He reached out and took it off. The mask was taken off, revealing a handsome face. Although he was in his thirties, he was still handsome and gentle. He didn't see the sun all the year round, which made his complexion a little too pale, but even if he closed his eyes, he could still be felt. There was a sad air all over his body. Or it was because of the mask. Although he fought hard, there was no blood on the man's face. There was not even a trace of fear and anger on the brow of death. Instead, he wore a faint smile, as if the traveler who had traveled a long distance had finally let go. The burden on the body is generally, there is a feeling of relief.
Li Xian sighed softly, just before he surrendered, or he also had the intention of disturbing the enemy's army, but at that moment he really wanted to take this person under his command. Although this man killed too much, his military courage was heartbreaking. I saw that he was on the brink of desperation, but his subordinates were willing to die with him. I knew that although this man was ruthless, he was not a violent person by nature. It's just a pity for such a talent.
Li Xian was regretting when suddenly there was a low moan in his ear, Li Xian had not reflected it yet, his body had automatically stepped back, and the guards next to him also came over with swords, guarding King Qi cautiously. Everyone listened carefully for a while, but there was no sound anymore. Li Xian recalled the direction in which he heard the moan, and his eyes fell on Tan Ji. No, it should be the person Tan Ji was protecting. He asked Tan Ji to be lifted aside, and found that Tan Ji was also a ghost rider, but Li Xian noticed that although the man was seriously injured, the fatal wound was very shallow, presumably by Tan Ji Blocked with flesh and blood.
The guard next to King Qi, Tao Lin, glared coldly at the people who cleaned up the battlefield beforehand, but he didn't find that there were still people alive. If someone took the opportunity to assassinate, wouldn't it be bad. However, Li Xian didn't blame him, he stepped forward and took off the mask of the unconscious ghost rider, revealing a childish face, and couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect such a young man among the ghost riders beside Tan Ji. Man, he went into battle to kill the enemy at a young age, and he had to take the responsibility of rushing into the battle, but it's really not easy, come here, send him to the military doctor, and treat him well."
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. They had fought with the Northern Han for many years. It can be said that hatred was like a sea. Although Yong Jun had a habit of not killing prisoners, if he saw the severely wounded survivors of the enemy army on the battlefield, most of them would be killed with one knife, or at most abandoned. If you don't care, how can you give the other side treatment. Li Xian smiled slightly, he understood the confusion in the hearts of the soldiers under his command, but when he remembered the appearance of the man teaching him with a straight face when he parted, he couldn't help laughing inwardly, and said loudly: "In the past, we and the Northern Han had a deep hatred in the sea, and naturally we had grievances. To avenge grievances, to have revenge for revenge, but whoever has no parents and family, kills one of them, but the whole family cries. You remember, if the emperor wants to unify the world and the world will be peaceful, they are the people of the Northern Han today, and they will be great in the future. The people of Yong, although swords and spears are ruthless on the battlefield, and there is no hatred in death, but if they see death and do not save, wouldn't it mean that they would be killing their own people? capital offense."
The army complied with a bang. Although some people did not understand the intention of King Qi, everyone understood the principle of military law. At this time, a general came out and said: "Marshal, even so, but this Tan Ji has been ravaging Zezhou for many years, his hands are stained with the blood of the people of Dayong, how many of us have died in his hands, and he also asked the marshal to allow the last general to wait. Only by slashing this person with thousands of swords can the hatred in his heart be eliminated."
Li Xianzheng wanted to agree to the promise, but his eyes fell on Tan Ji's corpse, and he saw his calm face as if he was asleep, and sighed: "We Dayong warriors are happy with our grievances, but the hatred disappears when people die, so why not live with a dead person? What? Moreover, although this person is harmful to me, Dayong, he is a loyal minister of the Northern Han Dynasty, and he regards death like this. This king also admires him in his heart. The act of slaughtering corpses is not something our King Dayong should do. Zhuang Jun, your life People will put General Tan in a coffin and send him back to Northern Han after the war."
The general looked a little ashamed and stepped back. Li Xian glanced at him and said loudly: "Tan Ji has already died in battle, no matter what serious crime, one death is enough to pay for it. Listen, we should also go to meet the Great General Long who is staying in Zezhou. Now, there is no glory in resenting a dead person. If you can capture and kill Long Tingfei, it will be the greatest honor of my Dayong man. Do you think so?"
When the generals heard it, they all shouted loudly: "Kill Long Tingfei, and break the Northern Han army." At first, all the generals shouted, and later all the sergeants also shouted loudly, just because of King Qi's military order. Some soldiers and soldiers who were dissatisfied in their hearts no longer complained at all. Yes, slaughtering corpses or killing prisoners, how did we do such a thing
Li Xian saw that his momentum had been picked up by himself, and said again: "I will pass the order, and repair it for a day. Tomorrow we will go to Qin Ze to see the majesty of General Long." similar. However, Li Xian was a little worried in his heart, not knowing what happened to Qin Ze's war.
On the night of November 7th, in Qin Ze's military commander's tent in the Beihan camp, under the dim yellow light, Long Tingfei Ao'an's figure was reflected by the lights for a long time. His eyes never left the letter on the commander's case. Xiao Tong sent Beihan spy experts to find it from a secret messenger of Dayong. The messenger was strong in martial arts and tough in temperament. After chasing for a hundred miles, the spy from the Northern Han Dynasty was surrounded by a heavy siege, but he still refused to surrender. Before his death, he had to destroy the letter, but it was taken away by the master of the Demon Sect. Such a letter must be a very confidential matter, but Long Tingfei prefers that this letter is just a hoax, because although the words are vague, it contains a kind of information that Long Tingfei does not want to believe. Picking up the letterhead again, Long Tingfei looked at it carefully.
"There is a letter from the generation of Qu, and his intentions are perfunctory. He said that he did not follow the army, that it was a hindrance, or he still wanted to wait and see. He was the heart of the enemy's general. If he could move it, the Northern Han army would definitely be defeated. The matter is very important, if he wins, I am afraid that there will be no gap between them, if I win, he will abandon the darkness and turn to the light, the chance to win this battle is not in Qin Ze, but in the way of food and grain, and the heavy responsibility lies on your shoulders, may you encourage him."
This letter has neither a letterhead nor an inscription, just a private seal with the words of the Hanyuan layman on it, but from the tone, it was written by one of the best figures in the Yongjun army. In Tingfei's heart, he vaguely felt that he might be his current opponent, Jiang Zhe, and he heard that Jiang Zhe lived in the Cold Garden when Emperor Yong was hiding in his residence. Long Tingfei had seen Jiang Zhe's wife during that period. Some poems, indeed, once called themselves Hanyuan lay Buddhists. But is the person who received the letter really Jing Chi? Although this letter only explains the importance of guarding the major camp of Miaopo, it also vaguely states that a commander whom he trusts very much has become betrayed, but he is not firm yet, he will have to wait for this. Decisions will be made after the war is over.
Long Tingfei is not without suspicion that this is a tactic of alienation. Although it is a matter of course that Jiang Zhe wrote to Jing Chi, whom he had a share of berating, to stabilize his mind, but if Jiang Zhe did this, why not Make Long Tingfei suspect that this is a conspiracy to alienate
So when he first saw this letter, Long Tingfei was not convinced, but kept it in his heart for the time being. No matter what, it should have no effect on this battle. However, the two armies have fought many times in the past few days. Although both sides have no intention to fight decisively, Long Tingfei still sees through many signs that he is not facing the enemy of the past. King Qi's fighting style is fiery and positive, like a flame. He was invincible, and his current opponent was a little bit suffocating at first, but now his battles are as tough and changeable as running water, with the most soft water, but nothing strong and strong. Although Long Tingfei and his generals thought it was Jiang Zhe's command . However, after a few days, suspicions grew in Long Tingfei's heart. In any case, Jiang Zhe was a scribe who had never actually commanded combat. Could it be that King Qi would really hand over all the command to him? But Long Tingfei never believed that King Qi would no longer be in the army. Facing himself, is there any other general who would dare to leave the army without authorization? The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became. Long Tingfei finally made up his mind. Tomorrow, he must unravel the mystery. Unless King Qi personally led the army into battle, he would not be able to fight like this anyway.
At this time, the same lights were dimmed. In the military tent of Dayong Zhong, Xuan Song discussed military affairs with the generals, and looked at the supervisor who was sitting on the upper left side with his eyes out of the corner of his eye. He saw Jiang Zhezheng leaning on the chair. Sleepy, although there was no obvious change in his posture, as if he was contemplating, but he skillfully hid his face in a dark place where the light could not shine, so that everyone would not see his slightly closed eyes. Xuan Song was moved and admired for a while. These days, the pressure of facing the famous Northern Han generals alone has almost made him breathless, but this always lazy military supervisor is strange, but he always makes him feel He is stable, and he is not idle. At first, he suppressed the dissatisfied generals for him. Later, he always put forward military suggestions in private, so that he could integrate what he had learned in the past in just a few days. Now he is true. Facing any enemy with confidence. And the generals gradually began to be convinced of themselves, but if there is no Lord Superintendent, these may be the goals that he will never achieve.
Li Shun, who was standing behind Jiang Zhe, saw Xuan Song's gaze, smiled slightly, and said softly through voice transmission: "Young master, don't sleep, the military conference is about to disband." After a while, Jiang Zhe woke up slowly, and changed his posture without any flaws, as if he was tired and moved his body.
I looked at the crowd lazily. Now that Xuan Song can fully command the generals, I don’t pay much attention to the military conference, but it’s not good to not attend. After all, Xuan Song’s identity is still worse. But it was cold, Xiao Shunzi obediently put me in hot tea, and I moved my stiff arms again, thinking that the military meeting should be over.
At this time, a low-pitched excited voice suddenly came from outside, and after a while, Qiao Zu happily rushed in and said, "Reporting to the military supervisor, Xuan Jianjun, there is good news from Your Highness, Tan Ji's department has been completely wiped out, His Highness has returned to the army and will arrive at the main camp at noon the day after tomorrow."
All the generals in the tent were all beaming with joy and whispering to each other. I was also very happy, my first step was completed, I stood up, and I smiled and said: "Great, Your Highness has won the victory, and this side should also end. Now, Xuan joins the army, I think the Northern Han army may get the battle report within a few days, but no matter what, today I see that Long Tingfei's use of soldiers is a bit strange, I am afraid I have doubts. Your banner will let the Northern Han army know that there are many good generals in Dayong who can compete with Long Tingfei. In this way, the morale of the Northern Han army will inevitably be decadent. In order to mobilize morale and wash away the shame, Long Tingfei will definitely fight a battle. This battle As long as you are undefeated, the blow to the Northern Han army is enough, Xuan joins the army, it will be up to you tomorrow." After that, I bowed to Xuan Song. All the generals also got up and shouted loudly: "The last generals, please follow the orders of the generals to join the army!" Xuan Song was very excited, but he was not an ordinary person after all, but he calmed down in a moment, and said: "Thank you for your love, the generals. Support, tomorrow, let's show some color to the Northern Han army, let them know the strength of my Dayong army."
The next day, Long Tingfei looked at the flag of the main general of the Dayong Army, and his heart felt as if the river was overturned. Although he already had doubts, he was still very angry when he saw this scene. The commander's banner was changed to "Xuan". Besides, he could no longer see where King Qi's guards were. This made Long Tingfei immediately understand that it was not King Qi who had been fighting against him these days, so where would King Qi be? , he didn't believe that King Qi would bypass him to attack Qinzhou, and so far his contact with the rear has not been cut off. Then King Qi can only be in the major transportation camp in Miaopo, why does a major transportation camp have to be guarded by a general like Jing Chi, and the king of Qi still needs to sit in the command, unless it is to set up a network to wait for the birds to surrender, thinking of this, Longting Fei's heart tightened. If so, then Tan Ji—
He said loudly: "Xiao Tong, you quickly send a messenger to Miaopo, if Tan Ji has not fallen into the trap, then let him withdraw, remember to send your most brilliant scouts, and let them bring the letter eagle, It may be easier to find Tan Ji."
Xiao Tong said worriedly: "My subordinates obeyed, they are just generals. If it is really a conspiracy set up by the enemy army, I am afraid that General Tan will be more fortunate and less fortunate, and General Tan will use his troops to disappear, and his whereabouts are uncertain, unless the subordinates go there in person, only I'm afraid it will be difficult to find General Tan." Long Tingfei said sadly, "I know it too, but now I can only do my best and obey the destiny. I need you to be in charge of military investigations by my side, so you can't go there in person. Alas, you don't have to be too much. I'm worried, Tan Ji is very smart, or he won't be fooled." Although he said this, Long Tingfei knew in his heart that this was just to comfort himself, and suddenly felt a strong pain in his heart, Long Tingfei frowned, he really It's a pity that at this moment he realized that he had been too ruthless towards Tan Ji in the past.
Looking up, through the heavy battle formations and the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Long Tingfei could faintly see the flag of the enemy army. Looking at the battlefield leisurely. It was these two people who dragged themselves into Qin Ze and let their generals fall into a trap. Suddenly Long Tingfei thought of that vague letter.
Originally, he was still a little strange. The tone of the letter was vague, some like comforting advice, but like a military report. Long Tingfei was still a little suspicious. If this letter was really written by Jiang Zhe, it seems a little unreasonable. Jiang Zhe did not agree. There is no need to write this letter at this time. After all, Jing Chi is also a general, so it should not be a public nuisance. It's just that there are some doubts, but some things are always better to be believed. Now it is clear that King Qi is likely to be in Miaopo, so this letter makes sense. If King Qi and his deputy Jing Chi are both in Miaopo, they must not rest assured about the battle situation on Qin Ze's side. Jiang Zhe will Write a letter to the King of Qi to report the military situation, and it will make sense. As for the vagueness of the words, it is basically to avoid the possibility of losing faith on the way. If this letter falls into our hands, it will not be found that King Qi is not in Qin Ze. And the letter said that someone in the Northern Han wanted to betray, it is undecided whether it is true or false, or it is true, but the traitor is hesitant, even if the letter is lost, it is just to make us vigilant, and may still Make that person give in faster due to panic and stress. Of course, it may be fake, but the Dayong messenger resisted desperately, and the possibility that it was completely fake would not be too great. Didn't Xiao Tong say that these days, Qin Ze's camp still has several messengers going to Miaopo, although he did not continue to order the interception because he was worried about the loss of our army scouts, but this also shows from the side that this letter is indeed for King Qi. Thinking of this, Long Tingfei's heart surged with anger. He absolutely couldn't tolerate someone betraying the Northern Han Dynasty. He looked up at the Dayong Zhongjun in the distance, and he couldn't tolerate anyone making fun of him like this. Repeatedly issued military orders, since King Qi was not in the army, he would make Yong Jun pay the price in blood. There was a ruthless murderous intention on his face. If Dayong's main force in Qin Ze could suffer heavy losses, then Tan Ji's side had let King Qi succeed, and Dayong would have lost more than the gain.
This is the fourth time the Northern Han has launched a strong attack. I helplessly looked at the battlefield where the corpses were lying everywhere, and lamented in my heart, did I ignore Long Tingfei's determination? It seems that he is ready to pay a heavy price and obtain Great victory, if the main force of Yong's army here fails miserably, then my carefully planned plan to weaken Long Ting Fei's wings has succeeded, but it has also failed. If Long Tingfei were to defeat the Yong army, his self-confidence would inevitably rise. Not to mention the loss of our troops, just the fact of the fiasco would boost the morale of the army and the people of the Northern Han Dynasty.
Looking at Xuan Song, who has become more calm and commanded Ruoding, I breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps his command has some shortcomings, but at least with nearly twice the strength, it can at least be a draw. A few days ago, Long Tingfei was also procrastinating, so he said that the use of troops was not violent, which was a good thing for Xuan Song. , now is the time to test the effect. If I have a choice, I will not reveal the secret of King Qi's absence in advance. But this is also a helpless thing. Only through such a battle, if Long Tingfei returns without success, can his confidence be effectively attacked. If King Qi is here with an army, I am afraid that Long Tingfei will never be in Qin Ze. decisive battle. This time against the Northern Han army, I had the idea of killing three birds with one stone, capturing Tan Ji, breaking his wings, sending a secret letter to his heart, and then using Xuan Song to attack Long Tingfei's confidence. These are enough for him, not to mention that there are more waiting for him to be consumed by Long Tingfei. However, I sighed again, I have to survive this battle no matter what.
Long Tingfei looked at the battlefield in front of him coldly. It had been six hours. Although the front of Dayong's army was a little weak, there was no sign of collapse. It was unexpected that Xuan Song was just an unknown army soldier, and he had such talent. Dayong is really a great man. But it couldn't go on like this. Long Tingfei made up his mind and gently stroked the black and bright halberd made of Hundred Refined Steel. The halberd was engraved with fine textures. Dark red is revealed in the black, only the sharp blade of the halberd, the twigs on the neck of the halberd, and the crescent blade on it are still bright and sparkling. Looking at the weapons that have been with each other for many years, Long Tingfei's heart burst into pride, and he laughed loudly: "I am a hero of the Northern Han Dynasty, all of them are heroes, how can I be humiliated by the Yong people, and the army will follow me. Let's fight and let those Yong people see our ability." After saying that, he took the lead and rushed to the place where the two armies were fighting. The god horse with the mane like red flames, the fiery shirt that flutters in the wind, and the black and red halberd, make Long Tingfei imposing, like the invincible god of war.
I almost held my breath as I watched Long Tingfei rush into the army. His aura like a blazing prairie and his invincible prestige made me feel awe-inspiring. Obviously there are only thousands of guards, but that powerful invincible aura made everyone on the battlefield flinch in front of this army. Seeing that Dayong's army formation was ignored by Long Tingfei, although I was a little distressed, I was even more excited. Such Long Tingfei is the unparalleled famous general who forced Dayong to be unable to occupy an inch of Northern Han territory for several years. At this moment, it seemed that only the red fire was burning and expanding in the entire battlefield, and the Northern Han army seemed to be inspired by the bravery of the main general. Their offensive also became in full swing, and the entire Northern Han army seemed to be burning.
At this time, Xuan Song quickly mobilized his troops and adopted a strict defense strategy. I knew that Xuan Song's strengths were not in offense, so he made use of his strengths and circumvented weaknesses, and wanted to use defense to withstand the onslaught of the Northern Han army. The army's momentum is decadent, and it can take the opportunity to counterattack. This kind of idea is good, but today's Dayong Army has not completely convinced Xuan Song. At such an urgent juncture, there is some hesitation. As a result, the entire army formation has become a bit chaotic. Next, the Dayong army formation, for a while, the Dayong army fell into a predicament, if there is no turning point, I am afraid that the army formation is about to collapse.
Xuan Song's head was already dripping with cold sweat. He looked at me with a confused and pleading look in his eyes. I knew that he hoped that I could help him, and even hoped that I could take over the command. I frowned slightly. If I intervene in Xuan Song's command at this time, it will definitely hit Xuan Song's confidence heavily. Even if I win, it will not be worth the loss. What I need is a general who can be on his own. To the contrary, although our army is strong, I am afraid that it cannot resist the attack of the Northern Han army like autumn wind sweeping leaves.
Looking at the somewhat chaotic battle situation, I knew in my heart that there was nothing wrong with Xuan Song's command, but Dayong still had doubts about him. Boost morale, then Xuan Song will definitely be able to stabilize the situation. With a flash of eyes, I saw the war drum on the side, and I couldn't help but think about it. I turned around and said to Xiao Shunzi, "You use your inner strength to help me, and I will play the drum to cheer me up."
Xiao Shunzi frowned slightly and said, "It can't be too long. My inner strength is cold and I'm not suitable to help you."
I smiled and said, "It's okay, it won't be long."
After that, I got off my horse, walked to the snare drum, waved the sergeant in charge of drumming to step down, picked up the drumstick, and stood in front of the snare drum. Xiao Shunzi was standing behind me, pressing his right palm on my vest. I just felt an icy aura penetrated into my body, as if all the blood in my body was stirred up by this breath, and my limbs and bones were also full of strength. Raising the drumstick in my right hand, I hit the first drum beat.
Yong Jun, who was in the midst of chaos, suddenly heard a flat-ground thunder in his ears, and he felt a shock in his heart, and then a low and distant military drum sounded between heaven and earth. The thick and calm drum sound was dense and smooth, like a slowly flowing river. , Although the boulders in the heart of the river stand thousands of meters on the wall, they can't stop the river's progress. With the steady sound of the snare drums, Yong Jun gradually calmed down, and the change of the formation also had a law.
At this time, a high-pitched horn sounded from the Beihan army. The Beihan army, which seemed to have been delayed by the flowing water, regained its vitality and started another round of fierce attack. More and more perseverance, and always let every soldier on the battlefield hear clearly. The sound of drums and horns was entangled together, like the bitter struggle between the Dayong Army and the Northern Han Army. The louder and sharper the sound of the horn is like the scorching sun and cold wind. When they hear the drum sound, everyone feels as if they have seen weeds struggling in the cold wind and fire. No matter how hard it is, they cannot stop them from breaking out of the ground. .
The high-pitched horn sound and the low-pitched drum sound suddenly became weaker, but the world was full of murderous aura. Suddenly, like the wind and thunder on the flat ground, the drums and horns sounded almost simultaneously, like a surging tide in the East China Sea, one wave was high like another wave, and one wave was fast like a wave. At the same time, Long Tingfei and Xuan Song ordered almost simultaneously, the two armies. Fighting together, flesh and blood flew, the two most powerful cavalry in the world collided, fought, and fought to the death with the determination not to coexist with each other.
At this time, the sound of the horn went straight into the sky, became more and more high-pitched, and finally disappeared as if it had been broken by the waist, and the drum sound that had escaped the heavy pressure was also a little slow, but it did not stop, and the sound shook people's souls. Everyone tried their best to fight, and countless blood flowers bloomed on the field. As night gradually fell, the two armies on the field began to light their torches, and they continued to fight hard in the middle of the night, and no one retreated.
And the sound of the war drum was as sudden as when it came, and I did not know when to leave the bloody battlefield, and the two armies fell into a tug-of-war-like struggle.
When the flames were extinguished, Xuan Song confidently commanded the Yong Army, while Long Tingfei, who had already retreated to the Central Army, looked pale. Although the Northern Han Army still had an advantage under his command, it was difficult to find a suitable soldier for a while. Take the opportunity. In a dark place where no one was paying attention, Xiao Shunzi slowly walked towards the temporary tent, supporting Jiang Zhe, who was almost in a coma. On the side of Beihan, a man in black with a black cloak covering his entire body silently looked at the broken horn, finally sighed, and disappeared into the darkness. His figure seemed to blend into the night, and soon It disappeared without a trace.