"Whether a strategy can be successful depends not only on whether the strategy is subtle, but also on whether the strategy is predictable and how thorough the person who implements the strategy is." The woman no longer looked at Ji Xingbai, but looked at Chu Looking at the horizon of the border, he said peacefully: "Tens of thousands of troops escorted tens of thousands of expelled people. As a practitioner, it is easy to find an opportunity to leave, and it is also easy to find an opportunity to enter these people. The most important thing is that no one will think of me. Come among these people."
Ji Xingbai took a deep breath, his heart was beating violently, and a sick flush gradually appeared on his pale face.
Indeed, no one would have thought that she would be among the deported crowd.
The current Emperor of Chu is Lord Liling, but everyone knows that the most powerful ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty is the Empress Dowager who was once known as Zhao Yaofei.
And now this legendary ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty is in front of his eyes.
This is definitely an extremely dangerous move.
Because in a sense, as long as she is killed, the outcome of this war is already doomed.
Without her, the Great Chu Dynasty would quickly disintegrate and collapse from chaos.
The practitioners of Changling will pay attention to the movements of any powerful practitioner in the Great Chu Dynasty military, but I am afraid that no one can really understand her, and no one can know her movements.
Her presence here is itself an impossible miracle.
The woman, the former Concubine Zhao Xiang and the current Empress Dowager Chu looked at the sky and sat down like the lonely and helpless women in this team.
Even the posture and demeanor are very similar.
She sat on the ground with her arms around her knees, her chin hanging on her knees.
In fact, sometimes the loneliness and sadness are not pretended by her deliberately.
Even in the palace of the Great Chu Dynasty, she was very lonely. There were many bloody things happening every day because of the position she sat in. Some people who hated her were dying, and some people who were loyal to her were also dying.
Just as Qin Jun was evacuating, she also learned of the death of her master who was far away in Changling.
She also thought that her master died in the bloody years before Yuan Wu ascended the throne, but now she knows that her master has been hiding in the palace of Changling all these years, but only now does she know that her master has been hiding in Changling's palace all these years She is still alive, but her master is dead now.
So she's really sad right now.
Her master died for these Chu people in Yangshan County, so saving the lives of these more than 70,000 Chu people is equivalent to her master's will.
It's like God's will in the dark.
"If you want to fight me here, I will fight you here." Looking at the sunset in the sky, she said in her heart to the hostess in Changling Palace who didn't know if she would be sad because of someone.
Twilight is approaching.
The light will bring warmth to people, and the darkness will make people panic and lost. If the emotions of these 70,000 Chu people cannot be calmed down, despair will spread completely when the night falls.
Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with her observations these days. The real energy in the exercises Ji Xingbai practiced also has the function of temporarily relieving people from the torment caused by hunger and illness.
Even though Ji Xingbai was only a practitioner of the sixth level, the encouragement of a practitioner like him who had already become the support of many people in the team was more effective than the encouragement of any outsider of the seventh level. .
Before the last rays of the setting sun disappeared, he managed to get the team to start trekking again, to the small lake she had mentioned.
The sound of water was everywhere.
With the light of the ignited fire, some middle-aged men began to try to fish under the guidance of some experienced fishing people.
This is a shallow lake, and most of the water surface is only as deep as a person's chest. I am afraid that when the dry season comes, it will dry up and become a pasture.
Exhausted, Ji Xingbai walked to the river bank where she was headed, and sat down silently.
There are things to do to distract some people and bring hope, but after dawn tomorrow, whether these more than 70,000 people will follow his advice depends only on whether there is any Chu army who can send some food tonight and drugs.
But even with her promise, how can Chu Jun do it
The rations needed for more than 70,000 people are not small. Even if arrangements have been made long ago, how can a corresponding number of Chu troops escape the eyes and ears of the Qin army and arrive here safely
He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to question it, and he didn't even dare to go to see and talk to that woman again, lest she would make her seem a little special.
Like ordinary women and children, Zhao Xiangfei chose a piece of dry grass to sit on. Her gaze seemed to rest on the fishers in the shallow lake, but actually she fell to the other side of the lake.
Without warning, Ji Xingbai's breathing suddenly became difficult.
He felt the ground tremble suddenly, and the tremor came from the other side of the shallow lake.
At this time, except for practitioners like him, the Chu people gathered by the lakeside could not feel the tremors from the distant ground at all.
But after just a few breaths, he was sure that it was the vibration from countless iron hooves beating the ground at an extremely fast frequency.
This is an army running, and it is far beyond the usual limit of a cavalry army.
The speed and frequency with which countless iron hooves hit the ground made him feel desperate.
He suddenly understood something, he stood up, his throat was choked up instantly, but his eyes were filled with hot tears.
Extremely fast!
Even disregarding the safety of the mount below him, and squeezing the life force of the mount beyond the limit, it is possible to reach such a high speed.
In the ten or so breaths after he stood up, those middle-aged men who were fishing in the lake also felt something strange first. They saw strange ripples on the water surface, and then heard noises rising from the surrounding fields in the darkness.
That was another army running wildly, its iron hooves beating violently on the ground, but it still couldn't match the speed of the previous army.
That army did not hesitate to do anything, like a gust of wind, crazily coming towards the shallow lake.
Ji Xingbai couldn't control his emotions. In the darkness, he turned his head and glanced at Zheng Xiangfei on the lake bank behind him.
He saw that Concubine Zheng Xiang was still sitting, seeming to blend in with those ordinary women and children, but her face was full of unspeakable solemnity.
chi chi chi...
The thunderous hoofbeats were suddenly covered by countless violent sounds of piercing through the air.
Countless streams of fire appeared in the air, accompanied by more tiny black shadows. Those were arrows, talisman weapons, or flying swords of practitioners.
There were countless roars from the windy army rushing madly towards the shallow lake, but no one cared about the life-harvesting arrows or flying swords, the huge shouts and roars that formed one piece The only thing in exchange for the sound is another acceleration.
The air was instantly filled with the smell of blood and the sound of crackling.
The bushes and reeds on the shore of the lake were smashed open by black shadows, and the crackling of dead branches and bones intertwined, making all the Chu people on the opposite side of the lake open their mouths and unable to breathe, as if they were petrified I usually look at this picture that I have never seen and never imagined.
The galloping horses rushed out from the shore of the lake violently, smashed forward like a meteorite, knocked away the bushes and reeds, and then slammed into the lake in front of them.
Countless golden and iron rays of light fell down, and more golden and iron rays of light pierced into their bodies when they rushed down.
The air on the other side of the lake is full of gold and iron wind, flowing fire, killing intent, and death.
Groups of cavalry troops, so fast that it is unimaginable, just rushed forward, rushed forward, were killed, and rushed into the lake regardless of everything that fell on them.
Such a picture does not only exist for a moment, but lasts for a long time.
Soon, the entire shallow lake was stained red with blood, and even in the night, the deep blood color could be seen.
When all the shouts and roars finally disappeared, no more violent horses crashed into the lake with their riders, and the gold and iron flowing in the air finally disappeared, only some clearer hooves sounded restlessly Like knocking on the ground, patrolling around.
At this time, many Chu talents began to breathe again, and many people burst into tears.
Some people looked at the horses floating on the lake and the remains of those soldiers, and began to understand what happened, and their bodies began to tremble continuously.
Ji Xingbai's hands kept trembling, he was not a general, but even if he was a general, he might not have seen thousands of cavalry go to death in this way, in front of him.
He looked to the other side of the lake, and in some of the remaining flames, there were figures of cavalry in black armor as they retreated.
His hands were cold but his body was hot and panicked, his blood seemed to be gone, and his body was burning.
"Have someone salvage these horses and remains. The remains need to be disposed of as soon as possible, otherwise they will pollute the water source."
However, at this moment, a cold voice came into his ears. He knew that it was Zheng Xiangfei's voice coming into his ears, and he also understood that the coldness was not due to coldness and ruthlessness, but aimed at their enemies.
"The food they carry with them is not enough to last long, and they need to smoke the horse meat of these war horses as soon as possible."
"Try to give up the useless grief. If the lives of these 4,000 people are exchanged for the strength of more than 70,000 people who are not as strong as these 4,000 people, then the Great Chu Dynasty is really doomed."
On the shore of the lake, she lowered her head, paused every word, and transmitted this voice into Ji Xingbai's ears.