Zisui Zhi Chen

Chapter 44: Bingfeng

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The Rouhui garrison belongs to the Beiyang Army, and when Ji Baiyue's reinforcements arrived, Xu Hu had already died.

"When will the lord come?" Xu Hu asked Xu Qingniang to give him medicine, and said to Ji Baiyue: "Please advise the lord, don't come."

"Of course I won't come." Ji Baiyue checked his quiver. "It's not a big deal for Dayuan to attack Rouhui. If you think about it here, they won't be able to make it through. I'm afraid Rouhui isn't the main issue."

Shangjin is now separated from Beiyang, and it is following the commercial road. Regardless of other things, it is said that if Shangjin is attacked, the Beiyang Army will not be able to support it. We must wait for the documents from Jingli to be handed down, otherwise Xin Yi will be suspected of privately mobilizing troops. So compared to Rouhui, Shangjin is an easy place to attack.

"Hitting east and west." Xu Hu gritted his teeth in pain, "Mistress, be gentle!" Then he said to Ji Baiyue: "This doesn't look like Arslen's style."

"It's not time for the Lion King to come out yet." Ji Baiyue stretched out his hand and lifted his forehead hair, his delicate face was stained with wildness, and he said: "The prince insisted that I stay in Lijin before, in fact, he was afraid that the king of Tang would take advantage of it." Sun Baiping made a mess of the Beiyang army, but it was Dayuan who made the move first. Let me just tell you that even if they gather in Shangjin now, the Beiyang army is only 210,000 people. If you want to fight Dayuan, you must also remember Tang Wang, we must guard against the treachery of the capital, I am only worried about the lack of spare power."

There is another reason why he didn't say it out, that is, the prince has only been entrusted for a short time, and the army's prestige is not stable. He had to pretend to be dumb to Jingdu and the king of Tang, and he couldn't say much, and he had to follow them to give orders. The situation is urgent now, and I am afraid it will be even more unpredictable.

"The two of us must guard Rouhui." The provocative horns outside continued, and Ji Baiyue stood up and carried his crossbow, "Betting on the lives of Rouhuihu and Pofengjian, we can't ask Dayuan to come from here. past."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and lifted the curtain, and went to the city.

The 30,000 iron cavalry under the city were dazzling in the snow, and they rushed towards them with arrogance.

Chiye rubbed against Bai Jiu's palm reluctantly, Xin Yi leaned over and grabbed Bai Jiu's hand, and said, "Take Chiye with you."

Xin Yi was about to go to Shangjin, and Bai Jiuxu was going to Qingping. The parting was imminent, and no one said goodbye first.

Bai Jiufan held his hand, "Qiu Deyao is ashamed of you, and he will never refuse. Besides, the country's safety is at stake, and the crown prince would not dare to touch you. You only keep your eyes on yourself." Finally he said: " have you understood?"

Xin Yi nodded, "I remember. When you go to Qingping, you must be careful when you meet Yan Jueshu. This person is unusual and involves a lot. Although I still don't know what his intentions are, I can understand that he is absolutely right for you." No friendship."

"That's natural." Bai Jiu smiled, lowered her head and tapped on his fingertips, "My friendship is here."

Wu Yu coughed heavily behind him, Xin Yi didn't blush this time, but felt uneasy. The tragic scene of Xianglan is still in his mind, and Tang Wang and Yan Jueshu cannot escape. Thinking that Bai Jiu will go alone to play the game with the two of them, it is hard to avoid.

"Go." Bai Jiu let go of his hand, took a step back, his narrow eyes were soft, "I'll be equal to you at Qingqing."

Xin Yi dimpled at him, and suddenly let out a cry. Chiye galloped northward, passing Baijiu.

There is no snow in Shangjin today, not even wind. Under the silent night, the flag of Dalan hangs low on the head of the club, listless. It was already midnight, and there were still not many people on the road. I don't know where the caravans on weekdays have gone, but they didn't see the grandeur of the past.

Veterans gathered in groups of threes and twos, hiding behind the city wall and drinking secretly.

"Where did the people go today?" One of them wiped his mouth and said, "Damn it, the leather shop at the end of the road is closed."

"Perhaps the road is blocked by heavy snow at Lijin." One of them took the wine, raised his head and took a sip, smacked his lips and said, "Is her wine watered down again? It's tasteless." He said again: " Didn't it often get blocked in previous years?"

"It didn't look like this." The person who passed the wine at the beginning touched his head, "I always feel something is wrong."

The other laughed and scolded: "You are just worrying about it, what could be wrong? At worst, Da Yuan will call you." After finishing speaking, he wiped the wine gourd's mouth, and said: "If you want to hit, you should hit Rouhui first."

A group of people laughed about it, and even Xu Hu made up some random stories to make fun of it. After talking for a while, one of them felt the urgency to urinate, got up and swayed up the city wall with a few steps, and unbuttoned his pants facing the corner.

The sound of sparse water pouring in the corner, he looked out. Outside is the undulating snow slope, and the moonlight is bright again today, which dazzles my eyes. The man closed his eyes slowly with an ouch, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a big dot running out of the snow in the distance.

"What kind of beast is this, it's winter..." before saying this, the big bean followed by a wave. The sound of horseshoes was choppy. Where was the beast, it was clearly a cavalryman! He froze for a moment, paled in shock, hurriedly pulled up his pants and turned around, "Enemy—"

The eagle in the sky swooped down suddenly, aimed at his door and pecked ferociously, the words were cut off by the scream, the man screamed in pain and rolled to the ground, lost an eye by this peck.

Enemy attack!

The warning sound failed to wake up the surroundings, the wind blew dryly, and the Dalan flag on the tip of the pole trembled and stretched half its body. This half body stretched out for less than a moment before it was nailed to the head of the rod by a sharp arrow.

Dayuan's iron horns blew suddenly, and then the city gate shook, so defenseless, it was easily knocked open by the men of Dayuan carrying the heavy wood!

The veteran who had been drinking before was so shocked that he dropped his wine gourd, turned around and ran away in a panic, shouting loudly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Go to the top of the city! Ring the enemy bell!"

The iron cavalry leaped fiercely through the broken city gate, the people of Dayuan yelled a few words, and the horse under their crotch came straight towards the veteran. The polished scimitar shone coldly, and the head fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. The cavalry who followed closely rushed in with their knives, the severed heads rolled under the hooves of the horses, and the wine gourd was trampled into pieces.

Qiu Deyao was jolted awake from his dream, before he got angry, someone knelt down beside his bed.

"Chou, Lord Chou!" shouted in panic, "Dayuan people have come in! Dayuan people, Dayuan people have come in!"

Qiu Deyao was stunned, "What did you say?" He immediately turned over and got out of bed, kicked the man away, quickly dressed, took down the knife hanging on the wall, and cursed: "Assembly! Assemble! Afraid! a bird!"

But even if Shangjin still had 80,000 guards, it was too late to deal with the midnight raid. When Qiu Deyao gathered his men and horses to counterattack, Shangjin had already lost half. Dayuan's iron cavalry rushed in like a flood, and the scimitar captured the light of Hanyue in the night fire. The eagle hovered over Shangjin, overlooking every inch of the bustling city, burning to ashes.

"Block Shanghua Street!" Qiu Deyao yelled, "Pull up your pants! It's not time to dedicate your white butt!"

The soldiers who woke up in the middle of the night and came hurriedly were disheveled. The horseshoes of Dayuan over there have all stepped over, and the waistband of the trousers here has not been fastened. Qiu Deyao let out a low cry, raised his saber, flipped the Dayuan soldier who was on his horse, and stabbed him through. But it didn't end, because dozens of cavalry came straight from behind. Qiu Deyao knew he couldn't retreat, he wiped his hand on the handle of the knife, pulled it out and cursed: "God damn barbarian!"

The horse galloped over, and Qiu Deyao stood up and chopped the man down. Behind them, the Beiyang Army, who was belted tight, followed with their swords in hand. The two parties collided into the blazing Shanghua Street, fighting to the death.

The fallen body stumbles and stumbles, and once they fall, they are in a desperate situation of being pressed and stabbed. Half of the Beiyang Army stationed in Shangjin are veterans who fought against Dayuan a few years ago, and they know Dayuan's urine best. The people of Dayuan fought fiercely with their cavalry. With a scimitar, they leaned over to seduce their souls, and just rubbing their shoulders could make people see the king of Hades. But if there is no horse, half of the ferocity will be gambled by them. Therefore, beheading people first cuts down horses, chopping people off horseback, and hitting the head is the desperate way.

Dayuan's horses are good horses, and when they go to the battlefield, they are more victims than soldiers.

Qiu Deyao's eyes were red with blood, and he saw another group of cavalry coming from a distance while screaming and fighting. The leader, the stalwart long sword, that face and that horse are things that Qiu Deyao has engraved in his mind. He stomped on the dead man on the turning knife, and the rushing man shouted, "Alslen!"

The lion king's knife slanted down the horse's back, and the horse suddenly accelerated and rushed straight like the wind. Qiu Deyao stepped forward and roared, raised his knife and went to meet him. The two sides collided with each other with a loud noise on the street where the corpses were strewn across the street. Qiu Deyao's mouth was lacerated immediately, and his arm was numb when he was hit by Arslen's long knife.

"Shameless villain!" Qiu Deyao gritted his teeth and scolded angrily. The clanging impact of the knife separated and struck again. The blood on the handle of his knife accumulated more and more, and suddenly even the handle of the knife felt slippery.

This slip was not good, and Arslen took the opportunity to pick him up and fly him out. The moment the knife was released from his hand, Qiu Deyao threw himself on Arslen's arm, dragged it backwards, and pulled the lion king off the horse's back. Then there was a heart-pounding pain in the waist and abdomen, Qiu Deyao let go of his hand, a mouthful of blood was not suppressed, and he choked out.

"What do you want to do!" He tugged on Arslen's cuff, and with the movement of Arslen's knife, another big mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Four years ago, Xin Jing led the Beiyang Army to drive Dayuan from the side of the wild mountains to the northern glacier." Arslen took his hand, straightened up, and said indifferently with golden eyes: "Four years later, Dayuan Yuan Lai has paid off the debt."

Qiu Deyao fell to the ground, scratched the ground, supported himself, and fell down again.

Suddenly someone on the cavalry behind Arslen said something loudly in Yuan language, and then all the Dayuan soldiers patted their chests and repeated it. Arslen also patted his chest and said in a low voice.

"Drive Da Lan to the other side of the river."

The lost Beiyang army retreated again and again in the continuous charge of cavalry, and Shangjin was in danger. Shanghua Street is a symbol of Shangjin, which undertakes commercial roads. The torch was thrown away amidst the whistles of Dayuan soldiers, and it was re-ignited.

Arslen stepped forward, blood spattering from the direction of the long knife. From the middle of Shanghua Street all the way to the back end, there were not many Beiyang soldiers left on this street, not to mention the people scattered in the city wall, gate and other street areas. The people rolled and escaped under the iron horses, and the firelight shone on the dry lips and cracked hands of the veterans.

Shangjin is at stake.

what to do

Where are the reinforcements

The smell of blood drenched his nostrils from the long knife. Alslen killed countless people. He walked on Shanghua Street, but no one who stood in his way was left alive. The blood on the ground condensed in the cold night, and white air exhaled from his mouth.

A veteran only had half a wooden stick in his hand, facing Alslen trembling, almost fell down. The lion king showed pity and indifference, he raised his knife, feeling a little pity and sadness in his heart.

The Beiyang Army he wanted to meet shouldn't be this Beiyang Army.

But the people he wanted to fight were all dead.

"It's too ugly." Arslen murmured in a low voice, and the long knife slashed down sharply.

But this knife was destined not to go well, his hawk whistled in alarm on the eaves of the tall building. He heard the sound of hooves and the sound of the wind. The knife he was familiar with was thrown from the horse's back, and the long knife he was bound to get was knocked sharp. The thrown knife was nailed to his feet, like a line drawn with a clang on the long street.

Those who cross the border die.

The short spike of the knife swayed gently in the wind, in the firelight, and in Alslen's trembling fighting spirit. The smell of blood and soot mixed with the thunder of an old friend, Alslen knew this knife.

This is called the knife of heaven.

A young man in barely-fitting armor sat on a crimson horse, his eyes were so familiar, as if he had gone back a few years in the wind and snow, and saw Xin Jing who had been driving thousands of miles like a tiger.

Beiyang has a new king.