"Look at that banner! It's Dong Hu Jun!"
A burst of surprise cheers suddenly sounded, and in an instant, everyone was shocked. They looked in amazement, their faces flushed with excitement.
"It's Donghu Jun! It's Donghu Jun!"
"It's His Royal Highness's army! It's ours!"
"Long live! Long live the Seventh Highness! Long live Daxia!"
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Wei Shuye was stunned on the horseback, never expecting that at this very moment, Zhao Che, who was supposed to be attacking Zhenhuang City, would suddenly appear here.
After he abandoned his friendship, obeyed the family arrangement, and supported Zhao Yang's ascension to the throne, at this critical moment, the family abandoned him, Zhao Yang abandoned him, and the empire abandoned him. Come, save him from danger.
He gritted his teeth, let out a roar, and smashed an enemy's skull with a single blow.
"Kill the enemy!"
The charge sounded again, and along with the boiling blood, it poured on the man's fighting spirit.
On a messy battlefield, at dusk and sunset, the shouting and killing stopped suddenly, and the boundless wind blew by, bringing up a bloody stench.
Zhao Che, dressed in military uniform, stood far above the river embankment, looking at the messy battlefield.
Wei Shuye stood not far behind him, watching his figure quietly. Vaguely, it seems to have returned to many years ago, the defeated prince returned home in embarrassment, kneeling on Ziwei Square to plead guilty. He also stood quietly like this, looking at his firm back and forever clenched fists.
So many years have passed, experienced life and death, experienced ups and downs, experienced twists and turns, experienced loyalty and betrayal, everyone's eyes and hearts have gone through the vicissitudes of life.
Zhao Yang became ambitious, Zhao Song became disheartened, Zhao Qi had already died on the land of Yanbei, Yan Xun became decisive, Zhuge Yue also opened his eyes in paranoia, but only he, from beginning to end, remained It's that tough and courageous look, never changed, never fragile, never even the slightest softness.
This person is a born soldier and a born guardian.
He walked over slowly, stood behind him, and said, "Thank you for saving me."
Zhao Che didn't turn his head, as if he knew that he was standing behind him, a calm voice came over: "I just don't want to live up to my surname."
Yes, he is a descendant of Emperor Peiluo, with noble golden blood flowing from his body. He is only guarding his country and people, and has nothing to do with his position, let alone show any kindness.
"Look, how beautiful it is." Zhao Che suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the Haohao Plain below with the scabbard. As the sun sets, thousands of red lights shine on the barren weeds. With the wind blowing and falling, it looks like blood is dripping in gold, which looks magnificent and gorgeous.
"The world has never seen a truly vast world, because it has not yet been created. One day, from the Shangshen Plateau in Yanbei to the Dongya Canghai in Huai Song Dynasty, from the Abdu Wilderness in the West Desert to the Jiujiang in the South Wei Qunshan will be surrendered at the foot of the empire, and all of this will be kicked off with my sword."
He turned around, looked at Wei Shuye with shining eyes, smiled confidently, then raised a fist, and said firmly: "Big Xia will not perish."
Wei Shuye looked at him and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he also showed a smile, which gradually widened and melted into eyes full of vitality.
"Da Xia will not perish!" He raised his fist and hit Zhao Che's fist heavily.
In the northwest sky, a gorgeous sunset slowly descended.
The army that had been running for a day got a temporary rest. The whole army started to light a fire and cook, and then slept as fast as possible, because they only had two hours. When the time came, they would continue to rush to the southwest.
After Zhuge Yue inspected the whole army, he just returned to the tent, and saw that Chu Qiao had already packed his luggage, looking as if he was waiting for his arrival.
Zhuge Yue stood at the door, watching her silently, without speaking for a long time.
The spring wind was a bit strong, shaking the curtains of the tent, and the bright red light shone in and sprinkled on them, as if they were covered with a film like a blood mist.
"Have you decided?" The deep voice sounded slowly, without any emotion, just asked calmly.
Chu Qiao nodded, and said seriously: "Well, I've decided."
Zhuge Yue turned around and was about to leave, saying, "I'll go and prepare a war horse for you."
"Zhuge Yue!" Chu Qiao ran up and grabbed his hand, shouting in embarrassment.
The atmosphere in the tent was very gloomy, Chu Qiao lowered her head, her brows were tightly furrowed, her palms were as cold as a piece of solid ice.
Finally, the man in front of him turned his head and looked at her seriously. After a long time, he sighed helplessly, took off the sword from her waist, and hung his saber on her. Then squatted down and tied a sharp dagger beside her leggings, then went into the inner tent again, took out a tough inner soft armor, took off her cloak, and put it on for her. He has not spoken, just busy quietly, sharpening the sword for her, checking her luggage, and bringing all the medicines for her...
Chu Qiao's eyes were sore, she pursed her lips tightly, and lowered her head to let him be busy.
"Okay." The man finished everything, stood in front of her, and said, "We are going to eat, and we will part ways in an hour. I can only send you here."
Chu Qiao nodded, feeling a little sad, a little helpless, a little guilty, and even a little scared.
She has not been so afraid for a long time. Sure enough, people can't have too much. Once they feel that they are very happy, they will be afraid of gains and losses.
"Xing'er, promise me that you will come back to see me intact."
Chu Qiao nodded quickly, raised her head to look at him, and asked, "Aren't you angry with me?"
Zhuge Yue smiled wryly, "I'm angry, why don't you go?"
Chu Qiao immediately lowered her head. They had already argued several times over this matter, and now that they were about to leave, she didn't want to continue this dangerous topic.
"Since I can't stop you anyway, it's better to send you away."
Zhuge Yue suddenly opened his arms to embrace her, put his chin on her forehead, and said softly: "Xing'er, Zhao Che led troops into the southwest, the situation is critical, I must go to respond. Now the southwestern road is occupied by Yanbei army, Bian Tang and The road between Daxia is blocked, so I will not be able to help you in time if something happens in the future. You and I don’t know what the situation in Bian Tang is like. You must do what you can. Turn back immediately, and don't take risks."
Chu Qiao lay in his arms, nodding repeatedly, but remained silent.
Zhuge Yue sighed, and continued: "If Bian Tang's country is in danger and the situation cannot be reversed, you can take your troops to Qinghai. I have ordered Yue Qi to return to Cuiwei Pass, and he will arrange people to be ready to meet you at any time."
Chu Qiao's eye sockets were slightly moist, she sniffled and just nodded.
"Okay, now that you've decided to go, don't make such a gesture again. The most important thing to lead an army in battle is momentum. How can I feel relieved when you leave like this?"
Chu Qiao raised her head, smiled at him, her voice choked up slightly, and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Zhuge Yue held her face in his hands, kissed her tenderly on the lips, and then said with a smile, "This is the aura my Zhuge Yue woman should have."
Chu Qiao was amused by him, raised her head and said: "You have to be careful, the situation is critical this time, not only the Yanbei army, but also Zhao Yang and the princes from all walks of life, you have to be careful. Great Xia mountains and rivers are broken, foreign enemies The country is invading again, and the world is in turmoil, so we must act cautiously."
"I understand." Zhuge Yue nodded, "I have been marching and fighting for so many years, and I have rarely suffered a big loss. You have to believe that your husband is the one."
Chu Qiao was dressed in military attire, she looked pretty and lovely, her face blushed slightly when she heard this, and she scolded with a smile: "Whose husband are you? Have I worshiped the world with you?"
Zhuge Yue snorted disdainfully, "You have entered my house a long time ago, but you just have a small mouth and refuse to admit it." After finishing speaking, his eyes suddenly softened, and he said, "Xing'er, I still owe you a grand wedding. .”
Chu Qiao's eyes were rippling, and she said softly, "I don't want any wedding, as long as you are here, that's enough."
Suddenly there was a loud bugle sound outside the tent, piercing through the vast wilderness and echoing between the heaven and the earth. The surroundings became empty all of a sudden, Chu Qiao closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Zhuge Yue's lips, the cloves were lingering like water.
"Zhuge Yue, we can't be bothered."
"Yes." Zhuge Yue hugged her waist tightly.
The barren plank road stretched all the way, and Chu Qiao led He Xiao and others on horseback, staring at the handsome figure under the Qinghai banner for a long time.
"Zhuge Yue! I'm leaving!"
The wind kicked up dust, and Chu Qiao's cloak was lifted high, revealing the pure white tough inner armor.
Zhuge Yue's eyes were like lightning, his expression was calm, and he said loudly: "Success is coming!"
Chu Qiao raised the whip in her hand, and replied loudly: "Success is here!"
The rumble of war drums and bugles sounded immediately, Chu Qiao swung her whip on the horse's butt, turned the horse's head, and shouted loudly: "Drive!"
The horseshoes are flying, the woman is wearing a silver helmet, and the bright red tassels are like a dancing flame, which is so eye-catching in the vast world.
The parting was imminent, and before two bouts, there was no comforting exhortation, no womanly tweaking. Immediate success, only four words, nothing more.
They both know what the other wants. In troubled times, life is like duckweed. Only faith can never be extinguished.
"Master." Yue Liu frowned, and continued to ask without giving up, "Just let the girl go like this, Bian Tang is so dangerous, why didn't you stop me?"
Zhuge Yue turned his head, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "If she doesn't go, will she still be her?"
The sound of horseshoes vanished, Zhuge Yue looked into the distance, and there was an unspoken word in his heart.
Isn't the one I love the same? How could she be imprisoned and destroyed after obtaining it
He laughed loudly, turned around and said to his subordinates who were ready to go, "Let's go!"
In the first ten days of April 1882, Yanbei launched a full-scale attack on Daxia. They teamed up with Princess Jing'an of Bian Tang, the Chou family, and entered Bian Tang from the Tang Huguan opened by Princess Jing'an, and defeated Meishan with thunderous speed. The Bian Tang defenders to the west opened up the way for King Jing'an's army to advance. Then, before the Bian-Tang civil war broke out across the board, they quickly withdrew their troops and outflanked Daxia Baizhi Pass.
Because of the outbreak of the Great Xia Civil War, the Fourteenth Prince Zhao Yang mobilized 80% of the Southwest Army in order to fight against the Qinghai and Eastern Hu armies led by Zhuge Yue and Zhao Che. Furthermore, because there has been no war at Baizhi Pass for many years, there are only a few defenders here, and there are only a few hundred veterans guarding the huge pass. Therefore, facing Yanbei's tiger and wolf master, Bai Zhiguan was as fragile as a piece of window paper.
Later, after Yan Xun got rid of part of the stubbornly resisting army, he opened the pass and let the horse thieves and robbers who were eyeing tigers enter the pass, thus bringing a nightmarish killing frenzy to the people in the southwest.
Simon has a vast territory, numerous national factions, many no-man's lands between the borders, and thieves from all walks of life are rampant, with a considerable number, sturdy and brutal. Many big-name thieves can even fight against small-scale national troops.
Relying on these people's brutal methods and chilling reputation, the aristocratic families in the southwestern region retreated one after another, the people absconded, and the army was unwilling to fight. More than 100,000 local defenders fled without fighting. The vast land in the southwest was handed over to those iron-blooded soldiers from the Yanbei Continent. In this way, Yan Xun obtained the greatest benefit at the smallest cost.