Sun Cai was left speechless by the question, his eyes widened and he remained silent.
Chu Qiao sneered, her eyes became colder, and she said in a dark tone: "Master Sun, if I blamed you for what happened today, then I will kowtow to you in front of everyone in the future to make amends. But if you deceived me on purpose Me, watch your head."
"Walk!"
The army roared past, and the horseshoes beat on the snow field like rumbling drums. After a while, there was a thunderous sound from the rear. Although the explosives were crudely made, enough explosives were enough to blow up the ice. The Moli River is a tributary of the Chishui River. The water is deep and the waves are rough. There is no time for a day and a night. Don't think about freezing. With 300 crossbowmen here, the Black Eagle Army can't easily cross the river. No matter what the situation ahead is, you have to go and have a look.
Chu Qiao made up her mind, narrowing her eyes slightly, her eyes sharp, like a leopard that has seen its prey.
"My lord!" He Xiao rode his horse to catch up and rode beside Chu Qiao. Years of sharing weal and woe made them not only masters and servants, but also close comrades-in-arms. The handsome general asked in a deep voice, "What happened in front?"
The cold wind was blowing fiercely between the two of them, and the snow particles hit the face very painfully. Chu Qiao was silent for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice: "Perhaps, Cheng Yuan conspired against him."
He Xiao thought about it for a second, and it was possible to connect the previous and previous events together, and cursed: "I knew that grandson is not a good thing!"
Chu Qiao didn't speak, but stared straight ahead, and flicked the whip vigorously to order the war horse. I hope, I hope her guess is correct, because she really doesn't want to guess another possibility.
No, no. Yan Xun, he will never let me down like this.
"Drive!" Chu Qiao snarled, deeply suppressing all the worries in her heart. The war horse galloped wildly, galloping on the vast snow field, like a dark storm, the sun was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were gray, like night. Zhuge Yue's appearance came without warning. According to the original plan, attracting Chu Qiao to come, sending troops to chase after him, and Yue Gong actively mobilizing troops were just false appearances to confuse Zhuge Yue. The ultimate goal was to lure Zhuge Yue out of the Mingxi Valley and send another 20,000 bows The crossbowman shot and killed in front of the valley. The battle will end in front of the Mingxi Valley, and it will never affect the inland of Yanbei, let alone a heavy city like Yuegong.
Therefore, when Zhuge Yue suddenly appeared in Yuegong City, the first reaction of the whole city was to panic, because Yan Xun had brought the last army of Yuegong to set up an ambush in front of Mingxi Valley.
Yuegong City was finally set ablaze by Zhuge Yue. When Yan Xun got the news and hurried back, Zhuge Yue stood on the Xiemapo slope outside the city, in front of Yan Xun, with his own hands. A rocket was shot at the high city gate. After receiving the attack signal, three hundred rockets were fired at the Yuegong City, which was doused with tung oil. God also helped Zhuge Yue. Under the strong wind, not only the food and grass in the city, but also the whole city , were all reduced to scorched earth in this fire.
The eyes of the 20,000 troops led by Yan Xun were tearing apart. Half of these people were local officers from Yue Gong. Seeing the destruction of their homes, their parents, wives and children were alive and dead, they were furious with grief and indignation. He rushed up with a roar.
The battle happened very hastily, there was no formation, no formation, it was a crazy charge, with the pain of mourning soldiers, the speed of Yanbei soldiers was astonishingly fast, like a group of howling hungry wolves. However, before they approached, the sharp arrows of hundreds of moon guards pierced their chests. The arrows roared like rain and fog, and no flesh and blood could compete with this force. After a stick of incense, there was no longer a living person standing in the middle of the two armies.
The north wind blew across the bloody battlefield, and in the roaring wind, it seemed that the heavy breathing of the dying person could still be heard. Yan Xun stood on the other side, when the Yuegong defenders rushed up, he didn't stop him, in fact he didn't have time to stop them at all, so he sat and watched the ten thousand defenders die under the random arrows, like a A batch of autumn grass that no one cares about. At this moment, Yan Xun's personal guards stood behind him, like a dark and silent forest, there were still ten thousand people, silently standing silently.
This was the first time Yan Xun and Zhuge Yue met after Bian Tang. Although the war lasted for a whole year and there were countless confrontations, Zhuge Yue even led troops to attack Yan Xun's tent, but they never met. Now, eyes meet in mid-air silently like lightning, without any sharp sparks, everything is like a reef hidden under a dark tide, colliding quietly, silently, and heavily, the water surface tumbling slightly, Inside, there is an undercurrent, and outsiders are not able to see the sharpness and sharpness hidden in it. Only those who know the inside story can understand how frightening and courageous it is.
From outside the Zhenhuang City when they were young, to the repeated confrontations when they grew up, this pair of men who are equally astonishingly talented and powerful in their hands, stand opposite each other in terms of power, and they are clearly different; in terms of military capabilities, they are amazing. , evenly matched; in the political contest, they swore to be enemies and could not reconcile, but what happened was that they fell in love with the same woman. Such a fate and encounter made it impossible for them to sit down and appreciate each other's strengths and talents calmly throughout their lives. Whenever they collide, hot blood must flow, and they will win or lose.
When Zhuge Yue saw Yan Xun, his heart that had been hanging high for a long time suddenly let go. As soon as he walked out of the Mingxi Valley, he knew that he had been deceived. The only difference was whether Yan Xun led the matter alone, or was Chu Qiao involved? Did Yan Xun infiltrate the Southwest Township's envoy, or did Chu Qiao personally expose his whereabouts? Life and death are fleeting and unpredictable on the battlefield. At such a juncture of life and death, these things may no longer matter to others, but to him, they cannot be ignored. He can definitely think that Chu Qiao is not that kind of person, and he can confidently feel that he is by no means an insignificant passer-by in her heart. When conflicting with Yan Xun's interests, which side will her eyes look worriedly at
Zhuge Yue sneered self-deprecatingly, even if she would not betray Yan Xun for herself, she would not kill herself for Yan Xun either. In this way, maybe it will work.
When Yan Xun saw Zhuge Yue, he was far less calm than Zhuge Yue, and the disgust and hatred in his heart grew like vines. It was this person in front of him who made him lose his first chance to escape from Zhenhuang, and suffered eight years of imprisonment that was not as good as a pig or a dog; Seeing the glory of the empire's powerful family and nobles, he wears rich clothes and fine food, fresh clothes and angry horses; when he is enduring humiliation and stealing a life and being bullied by others, he is indifferent and watching with cold eyes; Jumping up, stepping on the bloody bones and blood on the ground, he became the new voice of the empire; after he finally created this majestic foundation, it was he who personally destroyed the myth of his invincibility and dealt him a heavy blow.
Moreover, there is Ah Chu...
Thinking of this, the flames in Yan Xun's heart burned fiercely, and the resentment and anger that had been suppressed for a long time were like a erupting volcano, out of control.
In the evening, when the sun was setting, a black silhouette could be vaguely seen on the eastern horizon. It was Yanbei's war horse. Across thousands of mountains and rivers, one could smell the breath of the war horse in the air. Dust filled the air, and there were thirty to forty thousand people.
Zhuge Yue stood still, and Yan Xun didn't speak. When the war came before them, insulting and cursing would seem too childish. One of Yan Xun's soldiers galloped out of the camp, came before Zhuge Yue's team, and shouted loudly: "Don't shoot the arrow!"
The Moon Guards were silent, looking at this courageous soldier with indifferent eyes. The soldier licked his lower lip nervously, and began to give a speech before the battle. The content was very old-fashioned, nothing more than some brutal You are not benevolent, Yan Beixing is an army of justice. You trespass on our land and invade our territory. Our army will never compromise with such provocations. Our reinforcements are ahead. If you want to escape If there is an opportunity, he immediately put down his weapons and surrendered, kneeling down and begging for mercy.
The soldier who persuaded him to surrender was just and righteous, and his mouth was dry, but the opposite side of him failed to give him the slightest response. Seeing that he had finished speaking, Zhuge Yue waved his hand lightly, and said without emotion: "Kill him."
Immediately, random arrows were fired, and the heroic orator was shot into a hornet's nest. He fell straight, his feet were still in the stirrups, and the horse was frightened, and ran back, dragging the man all the way, blood stained all the way.
The soldiers of Yanbei were finally furious, and the sound of anger filled the audience. Tens of thousands of people pulled out their sabers in unison.
The men looked at each other, and their eyes traveled through the ancient time and space. Finally, the horn of battle was rumbled, and the gray dust covered the army. To each other, the war started suddenly, without any warning.
The sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Although Zhuge Yue's cavalry team was small in number, they were like a sharp sword. They were unparalleled in crossbows and arrows, and they could shoot arrows without missing a beat. . They are all superb martial arts masters, with strong internal strength and exquisite moves, and none of them are ordinary soldiers. The three hundred people were invincible, they broke through the camp as if they were walking on the ground, and they were not surprised by the number of opponents at all.
And Yan Xun's army is also one of the best in a hundred, with a large number of soldiers and armor, and each one is a battle-tested veteran with rich experience and momentum.
The battle showed terrible cruelty at the very beginning, blood splattered, broken arms flew together, horses collided head-on, four hooves intersected in mid-air, and the huge array advanced violently, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, shocking people Chills down the spine and numbness of the scalp.
The sky was dark, and the clouds were extremely low, almost sticking to the forehead. In the simple tent made of coarse cloth and leather felt, Yan Xun was sitting quietly. The torch made a faint crackling sound, the soldiers were all terrified, their eyes became more and more disturbed, and the war horses neighed disturbingly one after another, pawing their hooves anxiously, the air was dull, full of fear and oppression.
It's been half an hour already, with an army of 10,000 against a lone army of less than 300, such a huge disparity is not a normal war at all, even if Zhuge Yue is amazingly brilliant, it shouldn't be Hold until now. Moon Guard's bows and arrows have already been shot, the swords have been broken, many people have been seriously injured, the cavalry's horses have all been shot to death, and they can no longer use their mobility. Thousands of people fight with spears and swords.