Volume 6 Simon Volume
Even if the sky falls, he can't leave, because on his shoulders is her love.
The cold wind blew over his eyebrows. The young scout was sitting on the horseback, but his back was bent. More than a dozen sharp arrows were pierced into his back, but he didn't fall down. Instead, he tied his spear to the horse's back. , the spear point pierced his chest, forcing the dead body to sit upright.
On his chest, the armor had been torn to pieces, and on the dark white corset were written several large words in blood: southeast, thirty miles, light cavalry, ten thousand.
Zhuge Yue looked at the young soldier silently, lowered his head slowly, and after a long time, said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."
With a puff, the gun head, which had been under heavy load for a long time, suddenly pierced his chest, and dark red blood foam overflowed from his back. The young soldier fell off his horse, and the horse whined, lowered its head and licked the soldier's cheek, wandering and whining.
"King!" The sturdy general of the personal guard rushed forward, grabbed a thin old man, and shouted loudly, "We found him!"
The old man is already in his sixties. In this era, anyone who can live to sixty is considered a long life. He was very thin, but full of energy, even though he was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, he still didn't look decadent. Zhuge Yue glanced at him up and down, then nodded slowly, "Sir, you look very good, it seems that you can cope with the hardships of a long journey."
"You... Qinghai is a land of barbarians, you can't be educated, you drink blood like a hair, and the old man is a scholar, how can you..."
Zhuge Yue's eyes turned, his slender phoenix eyes were bright and menacing, his voice was unhurried, but with an indescribable intimidating force, "This king welcomes you from thousands of miles away, and clears the way with heavy troops. It seems that sir still thinks that this king is not sincere enough. .”
This sentence was said calmly, but it clearly contained murderous intent, which immediately made Gao Qingzhu stunned on the spot.
Qinghai dispatched troops to Cuiwei, crossing the state and provinces all the way, killing them with great momentum, and lost many lives. With such "sincerity", who would dare to say that he is not sincere enough
"Send Mr. Qingzhu to the car."
"yes."
The gate of Maoling City was intact, and the officers and soldiers let the Qinghai Navy in with little resistance. Now that Simon is in turmoil, the Hongchuan Plateau is fighting endlessly, the Great Xia royal family has retreated to the north, and the Yanbei cavalry has entered the empire's territory and occupied the capital. It's just that although the defenders in various places have surrendered to Yanbei in name, the guards in some small places are still former Xia officials. Therefore, compared to the will of the invaders, Zhuge Yue, the former Sima of the Great Xia Army, is more friendly in any way .
When the Qinghai Navy entered Maoling City, the local people thought that the imperial army had begun to counterattack. Many men came to join the army with knives and axes. The beating of drums was full of joy, and it was not at all obvious that this was a city that had been captured.
"King," Guo Huai ran forward with a heavy sword on his back, wiped the dust off his face, and said loudly, "Yan's army is coming soon, what shall we do?"
Zhuge Yue looked at the southeast, his face remained unchanged, and he said in a low tone: "Zhan."
For a while, there was a burst of cheers from the entire army. This group of tough Qinghai elites had been sneaking carefully the day they set off from Cuiwei Pass, always retreating in every battle, and galloping all the way, which really suffocated them. At this moment, when they heard that there was finally a battle to fight, everyone was elated and cheered loudly.
In the evening, the Yan army finally arrived, but instead of launching an attack, they surrounded the city without sending a single soldier.
Zhuge Yue knew that they must be waiting for reinforcements, once the reinforcements arrived, it would be very disadvantageous to him. That night, Qinghai rushed out of Maoling before the Yan army had formed its formation. After three attacks, Qinghai relied on its super flexibility to tear a hole in the right rear of the Yan army and break out of the siege. The 10,000 people in the Yan army were not regular troops, but the reserve army that had been transferred from several nearby reserve army camps when they heard that Maoling was in an emergency.
All of a sudden, the flames of war blazed high in the southwest of Dayan territory, and all the best defenders came out. However, the Qinghai navy's horses traveled extremely fast, and many troops rushed over, but they only had time to take a look at the sky filled with waves raised by the Qinghai army. soot.
On this day, I finally came to the last pass, Cangming Mountain. After passing this mountain, it is the territory of Qinghai Cuiwei Pass. The night before, all the soldiers of the Qinghai Navy polished their swords and guns, waiting for the last tough battle.
Zhuge Yue was wearing a cold armor, standing on the vast moonland, raised his wrist high, a snow-white eagle landed on his wrist, and obediently stretched out a foot with a letter box.
He read the letter twice, and then put it in his arms, feeling the warmth of those words, like holding a silver stove on a cold and snowy day.
Everyone has their own backs, some are gold and silver, some are power, but his is just one person.
He has never been a kind person, and he is willing to put away his edge only for her, but this does not mean that he has forgotten how to kill people.
He slowly raised his head, the pitch-black sky seemed so low, and the stars were few and far between, as if he could reach out and touch it. The wind was blowing from far away, carrying the faint smell of Qinghai, his heart was like the grass waves of Qinghai, swaying gently layer by layer.
On the second day, there were 8,000 soldiers at the foot of Cangming Mountain. Different from the remnants of the Great Xia and the newly recruited reserve soldiers, these were all local soldiers from Yanbei, an army of steel that had been trained in the blade and rain of blood.
The wind in the frontier is always cold and hard, blowing across the vast land, setting off a piece of drifting wormwood. The soldiers in Qinghai tied the black satin on their wrists tightly, held their wolf knives tightly, and looked coldly at the enemy facing them. A strong fighting spirit rose on the battlefield, and even the passing wind carried a trace of No clang.
However, at this moment, there was a flurry of panic among the defenders of Cangming Mountain. Zhuge Yue on horseback slowly frowned, and after a while, the defenders of Cangming Mountain retreated slowly to the sides, the heavy gate slowly opened, and a spacious road lay in front of Qing Haijun.
"What are they doing?" someone in the army whispered.
"It must be a trap, the Yanbei dog is cheating."
The crowd is chaotic, and all the noisy sounds are like boiling water, surging up in waves.
Zhuge Yue looked at Yan Jun who was silent on the opposite side, frowned silently, and did not speak. Time passed slowly under such a strange situation, the Yan army was silent, and the Qinghai navy was also silent. The knee-high grass swayed slowly, floating in waves with the wind.
Zhuge Yue's horseshoe took a step forward slowly but firmly.
Guo Huai stood in front of him nervously, and said eagerly, "My lord, beware of fraud."
"They dared to open the city gate in front of me. Don't tell me I don't even have the courage to go there?" Zhuge Yue's voice was extremely low, not very exciting, but in an instant, everyone's fighting spirit seemed to be ignited. He held his head up and smiled lightly, pointing his scabbard horizontally, looked at all the Qinghai soldiers indifferently, and said loudly: "Who dares to follow the king?"
"The general wishes to go!"
All of a sudden, all the blue navy shouted in unison, the voice was like thunder, and the earth trembled slightly.
Three thousand Qinghai troops followed behind Zhuge Yue, galloping like horseshoes towards the majestic city gate.
One thousand feet, five hundred feet, three hundred feet, getting closer, getting closer, so close that you can even see the eyebrows, eyes, swords and guns of Yanbei soldiers, and see the fighting spirit and sharpness in their eyes. However, no one drew a knife, no one shouted. In this way, they roared through the pass of Cangming Mountain, and leaped over the gate that should have been opened only by throwing down countless corpses.
Cangyuan was like a field, the heavy gate slowly closed after they passed by, and the pitch-black battle flag fluttered on the high gate, as if someone's eyes were watching them go away.
Zhuge Yue glanced silently, then turned his horse's head, and said to Guo Huai, a local general in Qinghai: "Send a message to Yue Qi, and bring the troops back."
Guo Huai was slightly taken aback. In order to cooperate with this operation, General Yue Qi and General He Xiao had sneaked into the vicinity of Zhenhuang City with 30,000 dead soldiers. They would attack Zhenhuang immediately when the situation here changed. The remnants of Daxia's army distracted Yanbei's sight. Isn't it a waste of the previous arrangement to get them back so easily now
But he didn't say anything, but quickly ordered his subordinates to do so.
The clouds cleared ahead, and Qinghai was already in sight.
As soon as the doctor stepped back, Zhuge Yue walked in. The vermilion lacquered danmu hall was filled with the aroma of calming incense. He raised his hand and waved away the maid, walked straight to the bed, and sat down along the edge of the bed.
She lost a lot of weight, she almost lost her shape, she fell asleep at the moment, her breathing was very steady, just after drinking the medicine, her breath became much more even. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Zhuge Yue felt that after being handled by the old doctor, her complexion looked much better.
He fought all the way, forcibly paving a way with blood, all the way he was so anxious that he couldn't sleep at night, but at this moment, it all turned into the joy and comfort in the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately... He sighed silently in his heart, admitting the fear that he would never admit in normal times.
Fortunately, nothing.
Suddenly, a small sound came from the crib beside him. He turned his head and saw a little child lying there with his head sideways, staring at him with a pair of big round eyes.
The child's eyes were dark, like ripe grapes. He is still too young, even his neck is soft, and he can't straighten up, but his two small fists are very strong, and they are tightly clenched, looking at this guy who is sneaking around his mother's bed, frowning his brows that have no eyebrows , looked at him very seriously.
Zhuge Yue and his son looked at each other, this feeling was a bit strange, he didn't even know what expression to use to face the child for a while because of his inexperience. He raised a finger to his mouth, motioning him to keep his voice down, not to disturb his mother's sleep.
The child obviously couldn't comprehend this complicated gesture, maybe because he was hungry, he naturally picked up his little foot and stuffed it into his mouth skillfully.
Zhuge Yue frowned, thinking what kind of habit is this? Also so unhygienic.
Stretching out his long arms, he pulled the foot out of the child's mouth, and then gave him a warning look.
Although the baby is small, he can keenly distinguish the attitude of others towards him. So in the next second, without any surprise, the dissatisfied Qinghai Xiaoshizi opened his mouth, and burst into tears with a magic sound piercing his ears.
All of a sudden, maids, maids, nurses, attendants, and doctors, all like beans, popped out from every corner of the hall. Even Chu Qiao, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly and sat up all at once.
"what happened?"
"Did Xiao Shizi pee?"
"Quick pass the doctor."
"Your Highness, don't cry, don't cry, look, what is this?"
A group of servants pushed someone out very rudely. The child's eyes rolled around in the crowd, and finally stopped on the mother's face. He pursed his mouth in grievance, stretched out his two fat little hands, and twitched. Weeping together.
Chu Qiao held the child in her arms, looked around, and then noticed her husband who had been reunited after a long absence. But Liu raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You bully my son!"
"I haven't." Zhuge Yue denied it flatly, and was about to come forward as he spoke.
But as if to deny his words, the child cried even louder when he saw him approaching.
"Are you still saying you haven't?" Chu Qiao stared at him, "You're such an old man, yet you still bully children!"
Zhuge Yue was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, is this kid really his son? Seeing his tears and snot rubbing against Chu Qiao's white collar, he was furious. What are you doing? He was born and died thousands of miles to seek medical treatment for their mother and son, and this is how they treat him
"Your Highness, there is too much wind and sand on your body, the doctor told you to go out first."
Zhuge Yue's eyes widened, and the little maid almost went into shock on the spot. But after staring for a long time, he finally still had a dark face, and was kicked out of his house by the old doctor who avenged his personal revenge.
"Oh, the little prince pissed!"
"Hurry up and get the diaper, the nanny is here, Xiao Shizi may be hungry."
There was chaos inside and outside the hall, and the servants were coming in and out, so busy that no one looked at him.
King Qinghai, who returned from a great victory, was very depressed, and sat there with a dark face, no matter how he felt that this matter was too far from his imagination.
It should have been like this: a filial son, a gentle wife, and admiring subordinates. They should all look up at him sitting on horseback, burst into tears with excitement, and praise his achievements loudly.
Instead of being like this now, the son knows how to grin and cry and gnaw his feet, and the wife has only children in her eyes.
He sighed and continued to sit depressed.
"Sister Mei Xiang, is your highness wearing this navy blue one or this beige one?"
"Miss, Your Highness is spitting up milk, did you eat too much?"
"Oh, your highness, can you get up for a while? You are sitting on your little highness's toy."
Everyone has his own backlash, some are gold and silver, some are power, and his is two people...