Xiangfu three years, autumn.
Yin Qi gradually became heavier, Lu Ning turned white.
The coolness in the Central Plains is the heaviest in the northwest border.
In the twilight, outside the city of Jubei, 400,000 steppe cavalry troops set up camp in a mighty way, stretching endlessly, and the horses neighing, gathering like thunder.
A small cavalry army of dozens and hundreds of cavalry continued to wander out of the formation, quickly approaching Jubei City, and then looked up at the edge of the bow and crossbow range, pointing at the city with whips and knives, arrogance.
There are as many as forty pieces of the big bed crossbow, which is expensive and has been praised as the most important weapon of the country by the military strategists of the past dynasties. The range is far and the power is huge, which is absolutely beyond the imagination of the grassland. On the battlefield of Xileibi, he once felt sincerely, "Nine bulls and crossbows can destroy mountains with one arrow, and three hundred strides can kill the master!"
But for some reason, facing the Beimang cavalry army who were beyond the range of ordinary bows and crossbows, Beiliang City's head bed crossbow remained completely motionless, showing no sign of taking the lead in making achievements with this top-notch weapon of military strategists.
In fact, Bei Mang had already experienced the power of the bed crossbow in Hutou City, but the group of prairie masters who were in charge of attacking the city, Dong Zhuo, the king of the Southern Court at that time, attacked Hutou City without counting casualties, which caused heavy casualties to the main force of other troops, and their vitality was severely damaged. Today, almost all of them are still silently licking their wounds in the grassland jurisdiction, and did not participate in the southern expedition. Yang Yuanzan, the general who led the army into Hulukou in Youzhou in the first battle of recklessness, died in battle and was martyred for his country. If Beiliang hadn't exchanged the head of this Southern Dynasty veteran for Liu Jinu's body in Hutou City, Yang Yuanzan would have been the one who had died. He can only continue to be one of the bones of a certain Jingguan in Hulukou. As for the meritorious lieutenant general Zhong Tan who broke through the two cities of Wogong and Heluan, he was defeated and captured in the battle of Miyun, and he is still imprisoned in Jubei City. The north mainly attacked Huaiyang Pass, and did not follow the army to the south to reject the North City. Therefore, the Beimang army's impression of Beiliang was still above the word "iron cavalry". After resigning from the post of King of the Southern Academy, he reminded his colleagues many times in the temples of the Southern Dynasties that Hutou City, the first town in the northwest frontier in the past, was extremely difficult to attack. The majestic new city is by no means something that can be breached in a short period of time. The road to the south of the prairie cavalry is like a horse leaping into the sky, and the worst plan is to lose a dozen rods. It's a pity that first, Dong Zhuo has lost his status as the great king of the Southern Court, and his words are much lighter. Second, Dong Zhuo deliberately retained his strength in the first battle of recklessness, and consumed the power of the grassland for the old lady. The word-of-mouth in the northern and southern capitals is getting worse and worse, and finally in the official circles of the two temples, they all feel that Fatty Dong is deliberately exaggerating and making it difficult to attack Beiliang New City. With great achievements in Toucheng, he showed his military achievements, and still hoped that one day he would be able to take over the power, and once again ride on the necks of all the generals holding festivals and give orders.
There are constantly grassland dignitaries galloping on horses outside the city, yelling domineeringly: "Grandpa is here! That cowardly Xu from Beiliang, dare to go out of the city to fight?!"
Some prairie generals with astonishing physical strength drew their bows like a full moon, and galloped forward with their bowstrings tense. After a thud, the arrows shot towards the gate of Shubei City, and quickly nailed into the gate, the arrow feathers trembling. more than.
When these well-known grassland marksmen returned with their horses, they won cheers roaring in front of the Beimang camp.
It turned out that the catapults that fell behind the cavalry continued to advance southward along the gap in the camp. Hundreds, then there are 2,300 catapults alone, and there are abundant reserves of boulders, which claim to have hollowed out the two opposing peaks in Longyao Prefecture in the Southern Dynasty. , the old woman in a dragon robe with Tianxian in her mouth personally conferred the two mountains as the mountain gods of Zhenguo, promising that in the future the city of Jubei will be conquered, and when the grassland finally unifies the Central Plains, the two mountain gods who have temporarily lost their roots will be able to take over respectively. East and West mountains.
Among the siege equipment, in addition to the catapults carefully crafted by the military supervisory department of the Southern Dynasties, Beimang, which spared no effort to fight this great battle, also equipped countless luggage with buildings as high as Jubei City. There are more than a hundred cars. Since the building cars were originally built for Hutou City, after the completion of the more majestic and towering Jubei City, they had to be temporarily raised. For this reason, nearly 10,000 strong laborers and craftsmen were urgently hired to start work overnight. So as not to delay the opportunity to be angered by His Majesty the Emperor. Because of the enormous size of the project, the Southern Dynasty imperial court put even greater pressure on the Military Weapons Supervision, which made the officials of the Military Weapons Supervision from top to bottom look skinny. Only relying on this extra income, the organ supervisory officials made a lot of money for everyone. A certain depressed Hongjia survivor wrote a poem to ridicule him. In order to spread, it is specially used to satirize the officials of the military supervision department for enriching their own pockets and making a lot of money for the country. The Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties Military Weapons Supervision set up the Bingjia, Bow and Crossbow, and Citadel Climbing Departments. The siege equipment such as building carts belonged to the Citadel Climbing Department. He was about to take the initiative to resign and apologize. Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor, who had always been lenient to the survivors of the Southern Dynasty, issued an order to arrest the scholar who was born in the small clan of the Southern Dynasty. What really relieved the bureaucrats was a private conversation with the chief officer of the Military Weapons Supervision, saying that His Majesty the Emperor had seen the things made by our prison with his own eyes, and he thought there were no flaws, and the materials were very good, quite excellent. Great contribution to the grassland, a little night grass windfall, harmless.
In addition, the Southern Dynasties, which imitated the Central Plains to open up post roads, built only one state in Longyao Prefecture. Within half a year, three post roads were built horizontally and vertically to transport grain, grass and luggage. Although the various states are not as exhausted as Longyao in exhausting the treasury's financial resources, they have also opened up a vertical post road directly to Longyao. Hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep on the fat and beautiful grasslands in the north follow the horses of the prairie. The iron hooves went south together. All of this is undoubtedly to pave the way for the offensive and defensive battle against Beicheng. At the same time, almost all the resources of the Southern Dynasty are tilted towards Longyao Prefecture, which borders on the border outside the Liangzhou Pass. Dong Zhuo can easily obtain a large number of grassland young and strong Huaiyang Pass is also attributed to this. Before the first Battle of Beimang, Tuoba Bodhisattva cleared the North Court forces in the grassland, and there were a large number of migrant criminals who lost the protection of Xitiao, so they had to go to the battlefield to recover their identity with military merit. At that time, the main force of Yang Yuanzan's southern expedition was unexpectedly wiped out. As a result, the Beimang Central Army that broke through Hutou City also fell short, and this gave the Beiliang Frontier Army some breathing room. I believe that this time, Beimang will never retreat easily, even if Huang Songpu has already fought in the Liuzhou battlefield. He died, and ended up in the same tragic end as Yang Yuanzan, and became the highest-ranking general in Beimang who died in battle. The sad news spread throughout the Southern Dynasties, and the temples were filled with mourning. Performing the duties of supervising the country, she led the army to the south to reject the North City, while she personally sat in Xijing to appease the hearts of the people.
In this battle, Beimang is bound to win!
Probably the silence of Beiliang's refusal to Beicheng further fueled the arrogance of the generals in the grassland. In addition, His Royal Highness, the crown prince who was personally conscripted by Yujia, did not order the generals under his command to be restrained. And the unwritten rules of the North Court of the Grassland, it seems that it is a cowardly act not to go to the head of the North City. In the beginning, some people, not to mention those silent and hideous large bed crossbows, even ignored the ordinary defensive step bows. The young generals are dressed in gold and silver armor, dazzling in the setting sun. For these grassland dignitaries who have changed from cowardly Xue Wei to an army of centurion or even thousand commander at a young age, they have been tired of hearing about the self-supporting Liyang frontier army since they were young, and their ears are covered with calluses. They even slandered a lot, thinking that the people His Majesty valued in the Southern Dynasties, apart from Fatty Dong, were quite capable. The old men like Pu Yang, Yuan Zan and Liu Gui in Huang Song Dynasty were really nothing to mention. Those bereaved dogs who fled to the grasslands to seek refuge somehow made a covenant for the southerners to rule the southerners. How can old guys like Huang Songpu be generals
Two riders did not go straight to Jubei City after leaving the camp, but rode slowly along the periphery of the camp. A jade belt with a Xianbei buckle, allowing the two of them to travel unimpeded. This young man is Yelu East Bed, a member of the Northern Mang king's camp. Two or three pieces can be inlaid, and then the size of the military merit will increase. Murong Baoding, a relative of the emperor who is in a high position and holds military power, or Yelu Hongcai, the minister of the three dynasties, who is the grandfather of Yelu Dongbed, can be inlaid with eight pieces. There were originally only six Xianbei buckles on the east bed, but after being appointed as the general of the town and the minister of the military department of Xijing, a huge opal was added to one of the four military towns inside the temple. Xijing Miaotang, or at the border of Gusai Prefecture, one of the four military towns, but this time he made an exception and came to Jubei City with the army, and the young knight beside him was the supervisor of the middle road. That's all.
Yeludong bed is short in stature, with dark skin, but full of a tough aura like a prairie wolf. He turned his head and smiled at the young man beside him, "Tuoba Qiyun, great achievements are ahead, but you and I can only stare blankly, unable to hold back." Aggrieved?"
The other young man is Tuoba Qiyun, the eldest son of the Northern Mang Army God Tuoba Bodhisattva. Among the four major Nabos in the grassland, the Spring Nabo is the most important, compared to the Xia Nabo, the Sandalwood, the Autumn Nabo, Duanboer Huihui and the Winter Nabo. Nabo Wang Jingchong and the three of them all have deeper backgrounds. Originally, Tantan was the most favored. Not only did they personally experience the first battle of Liangmang, but they also had outstanding military exploits in the two cities of Youzhou, Crouching Bow, Heluan, as long as they succeeded. Attracting the Buddhist forces from Mount Lantuo in the Western Regions, it is a sure thing to make a success in the Southern Dynasty. In addition, the family background is profound, and the father's supernatural power is one of the fourteen generals in Beimang. Zhongtan is even expected to become the next king of no vassal However, Dong Zhuo, a general with the status of a vassal king, is not an extravagant hope to have one surname and two vassal kings on the future territory of the Central Plains. Now that Tan Tan is missing in the Western Regions, and his life and death are unknown, Chun Na Bo Tuo Ba Qi Yun has lost another natural enemy.
Tuoba Qiyun said flatly: "As your father's family, as long as we take down Jubei City, even if we are dozing off from the beginning to the end on horseback, why worry about not having military achievements and running into the bag by ourselves."
Yelu Dong bed frowned and said: "Listening to Chun Nabo's tone, do you think there are still uncertainties in taking down Jubei City?"
Tuoba Qiyun hesitated for a moment, and taking advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun, he turned his head and looked sideways at the tall and majestic city, "It may not be a good thing to force the main force of Beiliang to dismount and fight."
Yeludong laughed loudly on the bed: "You scholars, you have learned a lot, and if you have a bad point, you like to be afraid of this and that, but there are always battles to be fought."
Tuoba Qiyun laughed it off, "Celebrities in the Central Plains like to play chess with their hands. Among them is the grass belly with golden horns and silver borders. In the previous third-line war, Beiliang only won a big victory at Hulukou in Youzhou. It is clear proof that Dong Zhuo's army in the middle road regretted retreating to the north. .”
Yelu Dongchuang twisted his wrist and waved his whip lightly, "Now Laowo Mountain has suffered another big defeat. Even the 50,000 soldiers from the Southern Frontier Army who went to reinforce us have been dumped. Are we going to repeat the same mistakes?"
Tuoba Qiyun shook his head and said: "On the contrary, we should go south to attack Jubei City. In fact, the Taiping Order intended to exchange the Southern Dynasty with Xijing for Jubei City. Those Spring and Autumn survivors who fled from the Central Plains to the grasslands have taken root and grown after 20 years. Afterwards, gradually gaining a firm foothold, there is a vague tendency to lose the tail. In fact, His Majesty the Emperor has no worries about this. In the entire four states of the Southern Dynasties, the power of civil servants is intertwined. Marriage with them is the only way to secure their position. It can be seen that the influence of those Central Plains nobles is great. In the long run, the survivors of the Southern Dynasties may change from swords to swords. Although they still hurt people, they must be careless hurt yourself."
Yeludong bed grinned like a wild wolf baring its teeth, and it was particularly sinister, "Since this is the case, as long as Beiliang has the courage to mobilize the Liangzhou field force in Qingyuan area to rush to Liuzhou, they might as well let them attack the hinterland of the Southern Dynasty like a broken bamboo. Anyway, the dead are all soldiers and horses who are inextricably linked to the survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period. They should help our grasslands to eliminate some hidden dangers. The Northern Liang Cavalry Army has helped our emperor be an executioner, and it can also ensure that there are fewer variables in the vast battlefield outside Liangzhou Pass, the best of both worlds. The Taiping Order is really ruthless."
Tuoba Qiyun sighed with emotion in a low voice: "This kind of wrist may be learned from the Central Plains people."
Yeludong curled his lips, "When we enter the Central Plains, I will make those scholars and literati suffer a lot, and teach them to be gentle!"
That Chun Nabo didn't answer, but just glanced at the majestic and silent outline of Jubei City, like the mainstay standing before the flood of the grassland cavalry, it quietly condensed the vigor of the Central Plains for 800 years.
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Inside the siege of Beimang Xijing, an old woman with a stooped figure walked under the wall, her slow steps, just stepping on the boundary line between the afterglow of the setting sun and the thick shadow.
The old woman silently followed the Taiping Order of the Chess Sword Yuefu, once the emperor's teacher, an old man whose ambition was not in a northwestern city but in the Central Plains Tai'an City.
The old man suddenly said: "Why doesn't Your Majesty let Yelu Dongchuang stay in Gusai Prefecture to resist the Liuzhou cavalry army? Dong Nabo Wang Jingchong pulled back 10,000 cavalry from Liyang and Liao borders, enough to fight with Yu Luan before Laowoshan was defeated." The Youzhou cavalry army of Dao is circling around, but now it is inevitable that they are somewhat powerless. Although the collapse of the Southern Dynasty does not affect the overall situation, but in the end, His Majesty feels a little sorry for the face. Those old Hongjia survivors, even if they quit the officialdom, But there are many smart people who might be wary of this."
The old woman who had no one to help staggered forward, and said indifferently: "I heard from Li Mibi that Wang Du has kept his own place for twenty years. Recently, I don't know whether it is to return to the glory or to seek for his descendants. Just in case, little Wang Jingchong, let him sacrifice his life for the country. Anyway, I will bestow more than a dozen Xianbei buckles at that time, so why not give old Wang Du a beautiful posthumous posthumous title? The older generation of Spring and Autumn survivors, compared to the younger generation, are really old and not dead. They are thieves. Back then, I paid great attention to their subtle influence on the officialdom of the Southern Dynasties. Unexpectedly, they still could not stop their infiltration. I took them in with good intentions at the beginning. Give them a bowl of rice to hang their lives, and in the end they left me such a mess!"
The old woman's tone became more serious, and she said sharply: "My grassland iron cavalry has been fighting north and south for hundreds of years, and I have been invincible since Dafeng. It is because of my dedication to killing the enemy. If I have selfish desires, it is also when I share the results after the war. How could it be like Hulukou in Youzhou and Laowoshan in Liuzhou, before the war, they calculated each other and were blinded by selfishness?! If it wasn’t for the luck of the Longguan lords to have Wanyan Yinjiang, I will use the Liuzhou cavalry to help the Southern Dynasty scrape their bones this time To remove the pus, the Wanyan family must be included, these Longguan moths that have grown on the grassland for generations, no one will let them go! Damn it! Kill it!"
Taiping sighed softly.
The agitated old woman slowly restrained her emotions, squinting at the bright and dark boundary line under her feet, like the border between two countries, and like the separation between yin and yang.
The old woman said slowly: "It doesn't matter if you have a good grandpa to help out with Yeludong bed, or my cousin Murong Baoding who believes that people should not be destroyed for themselves, even the general's supernatural powers are all wolfish ambitions, see It seems that the city is deep, but in my eyes, it is not as smart as Dong Zhuo. Only this fat man who is full of oil can afford to let it go. No one wants to fight the natural danger Huaiyang Pass. The military merit is not great, and even if it is defeated , only Chu Lushan's head can get on the table, and it will definitely hurt his muscles and bones by then, with at least hundreds of thousands of casualties. In this way, even if I promise to be named a prince according to military merits, ordinary people can't sit still without soldiers and horses under their command. Stabilize that position, so Murong Baoding was asked to go to Huaiyang Pass earlier, this Juzizhou holding the festival is almost like a dead father and mother, the lion opened his mouth, and asked me so many Rouran cavalry for nothing, but it was not enough, so he wanted to He clearly knows the importance of the overall situation, but he just doesn't want to take care of it, it's extremely hateful!"
The old woman sneered and said, "As long as Dong Zhuo can win Huaiyang Pass, even if he can't participate in the attack on Beibei City, I will give him back a king of the South Court, and he will lead the army into Beiliang Pass."
Taiping Ling frowned and said: "That is Chen Zhibao who was crowned king by Liyang and became a vassal in Western Shu. Letting the tiger go back to the mountain is a great disaster."
The old woman said with a deep smile: "What a disaster? I don't have a few days left to live, and I still care whether the white-eyed wolf with the surname Yelu Murong is alive or dead?"
Taiping was silent.
The old woman comforted: "Sir, as long as the horseshoes of the prairie cavalry step on Tai'an City, Guangling Road, and the southernmost land in the Central Plains, you and I will never forget you and me. As for the last Dragon Chair Who is going to sit, is it Yelu, or Murong, or Dong, so what?"
Taiping Ling smiled wryly and said: "If we can rule the world, then it will be a good thing if fewer people die."
The old woman laughed and waved her sleeves, "Then you will have to live for a few more years!"
The Northern Mang Emperor's teacher stopped in place, his figure bleak.
The old woman walked forward alone with her hands behind her back, and the afterglow gradually disappeared under her feet.
In the darkness, the old woman murmured to herself, "I might not see the heavy snow at your hometown in Jinzhou, Liaodong next year. You said, if I hadn't returned to my hometown back then, but stayed with you, now I don't have... children and grandchildren." Full house?"
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Before dawn, the mansion of Beicheng, the courtyard of the back hall, and the candlelight in a house are shining brightly.
A cold knife was placed on the table, and a young man began to put on the vassal python robe silently.
Outside the house, there was a young woman in plain clothes, holding a red sandalwood sword box, with a firm expression, she quietly waited for him to go out.
Also in the mansion, Xue Songguan, who hadn't slept all night, slowly sat up, put on his boots, picked up the guqin, and gently opened the door.
Yu Xingrui, a veteran of Wudang Mountain, happened to finish the boxing technique created by his younger brother Hong Xixiang in the small courtyard, refreshed, and left the courtyard with his sword in his hands.
An old man in white clothes, white hair and white eyebrows was sitting on a stone bench. The sword case on the table was wide open. The old man held the sword in one hand. His two fingers shattered the blade of the sword inch by inch. He threw it into his mouth lightly, like chewing soybeans. The old man threw it away. With only the hilt left, he glanced at the empty sword box, stood up slowly, and smiled. With a hundred years of sword energy in his stomach, it's time to spit it out quickly.
On the stone steps of a small courtyard, the young swordsman who is the contemporary sword crown of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, squatted there, stood up suddenly, turned his head and looked at Cuihua, the sword servant of King Su, who had an ancient sword behind his back. eyes, and smiled at him.
There is a small courtyard, two brothers from Emperor Wucheng walked out of the room at the same time, the senior disciple Wang Xianzhi who was facing the wind in Yushu took off a cold knife from his waist, and threw it high to the other person, and the latter also smiled heartily, and gave yesterday to his hand He lost one of the two famous swords of Shu Dao Fuji to his brother. two people
One person hangs a cold knife and the other wears a famous sword, the movements are exactly the same, and finally each hangs a sword and strides out of the yard side by side.
After going out, a middle-aged man in white cloth leggings turned around and waved to the Miao daughter-in-law standing at the door. She smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
In the same elegant and quiet courtyard, the elderly Confucian scholar put down the book of sages and sages in his hand, and straightened his clothes. The old swordsman sitting on the side raised his glass and drank half of the wine in the glass, and then poured it on the unsheathed long sword. Outside the house, the burly old man stood with his sword in his arms, his eyes closed, and he waited for the two old friends.
In front of the meeting hall of the residence of the northern city, under the wooden archway, someone raised an iron gun, and beside him stood the suzerain of Dongyue Jianchi.
In a place in Jubei City, the woman in purple squatted down and tied her skirt in a small knot.
At the head of the southern city of the northern city, a plain-looking middle-aged swordsman sat cross-legged, with a horizontal sword on his knees, looking into the distance, as if waiting for the sunrise in the East China Sea.
Not far from the top of the city, there stood a man in white, who was drinking with his head on his back, and the woman in red robe beside him had a peaceful expression.
After the young feudal lord put on the python robe, he put on his cold knife, and when he was about to open the door, he paused for a moment, and then pulled it open abruptly.
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The Northern Mang army is about to attack the city, just waiting for dawn.
A horse rushed out abruptly, and the Northern Mang ten thousand captain rode his horse to less than a hundred steps away from the city wall, and laughed wildly: "The bullshit Beiliang iron cavalry is the best in the world! No one has dared to go out of the city to fight?!"