When Xin Yili and Xiajin's soldiers and horses began to mobilize and gather, the conferment of the capital came rushing in a hurry. Xin Yi took over the command before Lijin Yanwang's mansion, and the Beiyang army finally showed its head under the icy layer, revealing a little bit of its former appearance.
Originally, there were few villains in Dezhou, and Beiyang was a tiger that was divided with great difficulty. No matter how rebellious it is, it will not be the time for this tiger to reunite. However, somehow in Dezhou, this time not only the soldiers are excellent, but also the number is enough to gather 50,000 people, and all the soldiers of the nearby Yuanji government were captured overnight. This made the people in the capital panic, not to mention that everyone who has something to do with Sun Baiping is in danger, just mention the original season, and Qingping and Yangshuo are the location of the capital. Xin Yi, who was in Beiyang, was the son of King Yan, so he had to push him up while the iron was hot, and block him if he could.
Can't stop? Can't stop King Pingding! Isn't the word "Junwang" the result of Ping Ding Ping Ding and Ping Ding
Xin Yi took over the seal, and from then on he was the serious Prince Da Lan, with a Beiyang army of 130,000 but less than 300,000 under his command. up. What's more, if the Dezhou rebellion is put down by him, the emperor will also remember him in front of him, and he has to pretend that he has no feelings for the old King Yan.
But Xin Yi didn't think so far, he is now focusing on Dezhou and Jiangtang. Sun Baiping's rebellion was orderly, and it was impossible to say that there was no one behind him to support the army and food supply. But the person who supports him is the king of Tang, or Yan Jueshu
"Wait a minute, my lord!" Ji Baiyue rode his horse to chase after him, Xin Yi was stunned for a moment before realizing he called himself, he reined in his horse slightly. Ji Baiyue ran to his side and handed over the things he brought with both hands, "Earlier I didn't take it to heart when I heard that my son didn't have a weapon at hand, but now it doesn't work, now the prince is going to the battlefield, and sharp weapons are indispensable. "
When Xin Yi saw the saber, he knew who it belonged to without taking it out of its sheath. He hesitated for a moment, but still took it over, and said, "Did brother give it to you?"
It is Xin Jing's "way of heaven".
"The eldest son has always been reserved for the prince." Ji Baiyue lingered on the knife for a while, and said in a low voice: "After the eldest son, only the prince is worthy of it."
"Not losing its reputation is an effort." Xin Yi clenched the knife tightly, seeing the strong bow tied behind Ji Baiyue.
Ji Baiyue said: "Everyone knows how to break the wind arrow, but they don't know that the credit for the moon-climbing bow is indispensable." The scar on his brow bone is old, and the line of his lips is a little bit tight, "It's all the name bestowed by the eldest son. .”
Climb to the moon and climb to the moon, but people cannot get it by climbing to the bright moon. This bow is more than enough to break the wind. Panyue Pofeng, not so much that the eldest brother has high hopes for this bow and arrow, let alone that he has high hopes for Ji Baiyue.
Xin Yi said: "The general lives up to his name."
Ji Baiyue didn't smile, just skipped the topic, and said: "Sun Baiping's troops attacked south, captured Yuan Ji and forced Xianglan one after another, probably because they wanted to avoid Beiyang."
"Can he avoid it?" Xin Yi rubbed the handle of the knife and shook his head, "He didn't want to avoid Beiyang, he was leading Beiyang to the south."
Ji Baiyue's eyes sank, "The Beiyang army has been stationed in the north all year round, fighting with Dayuan. As long as the south is within the range of Qingping, it will be a land with plenty of water. If we are on a boat, we may not have an advantage."
"So we can only drive him north, before he invades Qingping." Xin Yi dimpled slightly, but he didn't smile, and he said, "We have to cut off his way to the south."
If there is no huge financial support behind it, Dezhou itself will never be able to support this 50,000-strong army, not to mention fighting with the deep-rooted Beiyang Army. Once his southward path is cut off, he will be like a fish. Out of the water, you can't jump for long.
Sun Baiping's men attacked southward, and Wu Yu chased after them like chasing a rabbit, fearing that the other party would not run fast. After Xin Yi arrived, Xiajin immediately left 30,000 people stationed there, and Lijin also left 30,000 people. He went south, and there were 70,000 people under his command, with Wu Yumengchen on the left and right, and Ji Baiyue staying behind.
Meng Chen led his troops to attack and beat Sun Baiping, only Xin Yi and Wu Yu took a detour, went straight to the rear of Xianglan from the Qingping corridor, and surrounded the Dezhou soldiers in the original Jixianglan area.
Everyone thought that this battle should be fought quickly, but they didn't expect that it would take until early winter.
First, Sun Baiping's Dezhou granary was taken from the rear, and Xin Yi's forward was frustrated. He couldn't move forward and backward, so he simply squatted in the Xianglan boundary wholeheartedly, unable to defend himself. However, even if Xin Yi cut off his Nantong road, he still had no worries about food and drink in Xianglan, and even raised the city wall and installed crossbows.
Where did these materials flow in? Even if the Beiyang army searched the encirclement, they could not find a breakthrough.
When the snow fell, Xin Yi was still upstairs.
Wu Yu carried a hand-cooked stove, coquettishly wearing only a thin shirt, and now his nose couldn't stop from the cold. He stomped around and saw Xin Yi looking at Xianglan City in the wind and snow, not only said: "My lord, we can't drive just by looking at him."
After autumn, Xin Yi stopped his onslaught until the snow fell, and the Beiyang army only harassed him a few times, as if he was testing something. Xianglan has a high terrain, with Wuhan Foshan on its back, and it is not surrounded by the Qingping River. It can't be submerged, and it doesn't hurt to beat.
Xin Yi exhaled, covering his eyes with a white mist. Although he ate and drank rough in the past six months, his physical exertion was more than that in Kyoto, and his appetite was even bigger. Now he has grown up again, and his figure is much stronger. But at a glance, the pure innocence between the eyebrows and eyes has faded a lot, the gentleness and elegance have increased by half, and when they are not speaking, they are a little bit fierce, which is completely different from the appearance in Kyoto.
"You're right." Xin Yi turned and went down, calling Wu Yu, "Today we have Geta Tang, let's go."
"Tell Brother Meng to be more jealous." Wu Yu followed behind tremblingly, "I'm so sour."
Xin Yi glanced back at him, and said slowly, "It's been a few months, and you're still running around."
Wu Yu stuffed the hand stove into his bosom, walked a few steps with his waist supported, and said delicately, "Seven or eight months old, come quickly and help me, the snow is so slippery, what if I fall."
Xin Yi stopped and turned sideways, watching him play tricks. Wu Yu staggered a few steps, probably because of his crow's mouth, he really slipped his feet and threw himself on the ground. Xin Yi quickly grabbed his arm and brought him up. Wu Yu leaned on his shoulder, "Oh, this tire is going to slip!" After speaking, his expression changed, and he said in pain, "Hey, don't let go, my lord! Your feet are really twisted!"
Xin Yi went to look and saw that his stove had also gone into the snow, which seemed to be true. He leaned over to get the stove, and said in his mouth, "I'm sorry, walk well..."
Someone took the stove one step ahead of him.
Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, his eyes followed that fair and beautiful hand, turned his dark blue cuffs, and landed on the man's tight neckline and snow-white chin.
His chest started to thump rapidly, his mouth was so dry, he even forgot to straighten his back, just looking up, he was meeting a pair of deep, narrow eyes.
Bai Jiu glanced at his hand supporting Wu Yu, and Xin Yi decisively let go as if he was being burned. Before Wu Yu could make a sound, he sat down in the snow.
"Big, big—" Xin Yi's tongue was sticky.
Bai Jiu gently threw the heater into Wu Yu's arms, and said, "Where's the wind, flowers, snow and moon?"
Xin Yi blushed and stammered, "No, no, no, you're a fool."
The idiot Yu didn't dare to fart while sitting in the snow, he just wanted to bite his own hand that made the mischief just now, and got into the snow, telling the king of Hades not to remember a little bit!
Bai Jiu laughed lightly, Nong Li made Xin Yi's blood boil even through the snow, his mouth was dry and his limbs were weak. He stared blankly at the person, but Bai Jiu turned and went into the tent, and Xin Yi hurriedly followed. On the way, Bai Jiu didn't talk to him, and didn't even turn his head.
Xin Yi was flustered in his heart, wishing to pounce on this person and act like a spoiled child, but at the same time worried that his appearance just now made this person uncomfortable. In the end, he followed honestly, the words were stuck in his throat and he didn't dare to jump a word.
Meng Chen from inside the tent just lifted the curtain and came out, holding a pot, "Today's Gita Tangte—" Seeing the dark blue figure, he took a step back, holding the pot and whispering: "Ping, King Pingding Your Highness!"
Bai Jiu glanced into the pot and said softly, "Good cooking."
Meng Chen knew this in his heart, can it be good! But after all he didn't dare to stretch his neck in front of Bai Jiu, he only dared to nod vigorously.
"Feed your prince until he is quite familiar."
cooked
Meng Chen looked at Xin Yi in horror, not knowing where he cooked the prince. Bai Jiu had already lifted the curtain and entered, Xin Yi winked at Meng Chen, and Meng Chen quickly backed away with the pot in his arms.
It was hot inside the tent, and as soon as Xin Yi entered, he felt wet from the snow. Bai Jiu turned his back to him and looked inside. The benches are hard and the daily utensils are poor. There is no quilt, and there is only a leather blanket on the bed, which is a few inches shorter than Xin Yi, and I don't know how to sleep at night.
Xin Yi leaned over and said in a low voice, "My lord."
Bai Jiu ignored him.
Xin Yi licked his lips, then whispered: "Jing Yuan."
The wrist was suddenly grasped and pulled towards him vigorously. Bai Jiu lowered her head and put his nose to nose, and said coldly, "What's your name?"
Xin Yi's familiar taste was vaguely rubbed on his lips, his throat moved, he couldn't help licking his lips again, and said: "Jing Yuan." He looked like a poor and greedy puppy, but the other party didn't move at all, he Said: "I miss you."
With a pain in his wrist, he was suddenly pressed into his arms. The tip of the nose rubbed against the tip of the nose, and the lips were covered as they wished, and it hurt him to be crushed. The palm slid from the back of the waist to the back of the neck, and the cold fingertips inserted into his hair, making Xin Yi numb. The person he longed for was close at hand, his breathing was unsteady because of the tip of his tongue, he was about to move, but he was extremely happy and happy, he wanted to get closer to this person.
Bai Jiu's breathing became heavy, and she even reacted immediately when she felt the warmth of his neck.
Although this dilapidated and crude bed was hard, it did not collapse anyway.
Wu Yu finished sharing the Geta Tang with Meng Chen. When he shaved off the last bit, he saw that Meng Chen seemed to have something to say, so he said to him first: "You don't need to keep it for the lord, you will come out tomorrow morning."
"Are you so clear?" Meng Chen stood up and looked at the unlit tent from a distance, worried: "How can you talk about business with a black light, I'll pick a light for you."
Wu Yu hurriedly pulled him back, "My brother, don't get me wrong." This was not a serious matter at all, "The prince won't come out at night, so let's guard it." He pointed to the hopeful building, " It snows a lot at night, and this thing is useless."
When Meng Chen saw him blocking him, he knew what was going on in a second, and he was too embarrassed to bring up the past, so he just chatted with Wu Yu.
It was getting hotter inside the tent, and Xin Yi was sweating on his temples. The hand behind him slipped to his chin, raised his head and turned back to kiss him again. This time it was gentle and gentle, calming down the intense heat just now. The shoulders where the leather blanket was exposed were dotted with stars, and the redness in the corners of Xin Yi's eyes hadn't faded in time.
"Why are you here?" Xin Yi, who had finally recovered, lay on the bed and didn't bother to move.
"Catch him." Bai Jiu ran down his wet hair and bit his back shoulder again, "Catch him right."
"I'm used to running with them." Xin Yi tilted his head and smiled at him, "It's not big or small."
"Have you been seven or eight months old?" Bai Jiu lay on him lazily and whispered in his ear, "So brave."
Xin Yi's ears turned red, "Zi Yin has never been serious."
Bai Jiu smiled and didn't answer, Xin Yi didn't wait for a reply, and before he went to see him, he was turned over, facing Bai Jiu's slightly raised eyebrows, and was kissed in a messy manner. The palm lingered down to his lower back, not giving him a chance to make a sound, which made the bed board suffer again.
More raging sin than before.
Bai Jiu came here because he was ordered to supervise the army. In the past, He Anchang should have been involved in this matter, but now he has stayed at home for more than half a year. Zhang Taiyan is too old and frail to come, and Hou Ke is not suitable for the upstart. The prince's time back to Beijing is not as long as he stayed in Wuhan, so naturally he shouldn't come out. King Qin is gone again, only Bai Jiu is the most suitable.
When Wu Yu saw Bai Jiu the next day, he felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Although the prince didn't talk much, he just leaned back and read a book while making hot tea, but as long as he stood next to the prince, the cold wind would blow up from his calf, making him shiver.
Wu Yu couldn't tell if he was suffering, but he didn't know that today's lord also covered himself tightly, and even avoided the usual morning routine with Meng Chen.
"Xianglan is on fire again this morning." Meng Chen said worriedly: "How did this thing get in, could it be sent by a ghost?"
"Sun Baiping wants to use Xianglan City as a life-saving city, can we not add everything up." Xin Yi gestured on the map, "Except for Wuhan Foshan, the road to the south is cut off in our hands. His material can only be sent in from Foshan."
"Does this have wings?" Meng Chen said: "Foshan is very dangerous, how did they send it in?"
Everyone was silent.
Bai Jiu poured tea at the back and said, "If you can't get through the top, then go underneath."
"Under there?" Xin Yi was taken aback.
Bai Jiu put down the tea and called out with a smile, "Ziyin."
Wu Yu shuddered, and for the first time felt that calling this word would kill him.