Chapter Forty-Nine: The Battle of the Border Passes

Thirty miles to the southwest outside the city of Liangzhou, it is the Tianyue Pass, the Tianyue Pass is built in the Tianyue Grand Canyon between the Suyun Mountain and the Tianshan Mountain Range, the Tianyue Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles to the northeast direction is the Tianyue Barrier, the west side of the Suyun Mountain is thousands of feet high, so the Tianyue Pass can be said to be impregnable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, further west of Suyun Mountain, there is only one Weishui that originates from Kunshan in the distance and the prairie where Xihu lives apart, and after Weishui, there are several low hills, Wumugang, Xiaowushan, and a small thorn forest. The Northwest Army was established on a grassland west of Xiaowu Mountain and east of Weishui, with camps stretching for thousands of miles, and the 300,000 troops were seven or eight miles away from Weishui.

If it was in previous years, with the urgency of Weishui, and although the foothills of the Kunshan Mountains are quite complicated, Xihu may think twice, but now, after two consecutive years of drought, this spring is actually a drought again, and the nomadic people of Xihu have long been living in poverty, plus Weishui ...... This year, the water level in Weishui is surprisingly low, and war is coming unexpectedly and reasonably.

At this time, a young general on the east bank of Weishui rode his horse and stood his gun, looking at the endless prairie on the opposite bank. In the distance, several horsemen stood silently, except for the neighing of horses except for the wind, and the hooves of horses trampled in place, sometimes bowing their heads and eating a few mouthfuls of dry grass.

"Wen Yu!" In the distance, a fast horse came, dressed in silver-white armor shining with a cold cold light under the yellow sand in the northwest.

The young general turned his head, his thick eyebrows rose slightly, his dark eyes under the long and slightly curled eyelashes were like a deep pool, his lips were pursed, and when he saw the person coming, his expression moved slightly, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

When Luo Mingran walked in, he turned around and continued to look at the other side of the river.

"I said, why did you just get out of bed? The wind and sand here are big, and the wound can't be strung with the wind. Luo Mingran stood beside the Seventh Prince, and opened his mouth with a slight reproach.

"Clearly, look!" The Seven Princes raised their hands and pointed to the west bank of Weishui.

Luo Mingran looked in the direction of his finger, only to see the yellow sand all over the sky, on the other side of the wide river, the withered yellow weeds were even more listless in the afterglow of the setting sun. His eyes also darkened, and he sighed: "Don't think about it, the scout has already come to report, King Xihu personally led 150,000 iron cavalry to the east, and the advance force has reached a hundred miles away, and the battle is ...... It's already inevitable. ”

"Actually, this war has nothing to do with man-made disasters, just natural disasters, and the current King of Xihu is also a majestic and strategic, and Xihu has been governed in an orderly manner over the years, otherwise it is impossible to survive the drought for two years, if it weren't for the great drought this year, hollowing out the grassland, he wouldn't have acted rashly." The voice of the Seventh Prince was tinged with sadness: "When the war starts, what can we win in Great Xia?" What's more, Xihu is also innocent, and the sky is ruthless. ”

Luo Mingran was silent, the sky was ruthless, and the people were dogs.

"Okay, hurry up and go back," Luo Mingran lifted his spirit, not thinking about those useless things, patted the horse's head, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and looked at the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince nodded, did not speak, and went back to his horse.

"Two, General Luo was looking for you before, the scout just came back, it seems that there is a situation, you should go quickly." As soon as he entered the barracks, he saw Tao Zimo waiting at the gate of the camp, he took the reins in the hands of the two and said in a deep voice.

The Seventh Prince and Luo Mingran glanced at each other, their faces were straight, they nodded at Tao Zimo, handed over the reins in their hands, and walked quickly towards the direction of the main tent. Tao Zimo looked at the backs of the two, stood silently for a while, and then led the horse away.

In the blink of an eye, it is July 18, and the original city of Kyoto in the summer is still full of singing and dancing, Suzaku Street is lined with shops, street stalls and vendors are wandering and shouting, and the arrival of summer makes the sun a little more poisonous.

Suddenly, from the west gate flew a fast horse, only to see a guard, hair in a crooked bun, pursed lips, looking ahead, the cloth and armor on his body were covered with a thick layer of dust, and a yellow red flag was inserted behind the saddle, on which was embroidered with a black word "Ling".

Passing through Suzaku Street, the lively crowd was panicked at first, and after seeing the flag on the fast horse, they all quieted down and made way one after another.

After the silence, Suzaku Street fell into a noisy crowd again, but this time the words "border pass", "Xihu", and "war" could be faintly heard, and people lost the leisurely attitude just now, and some even left the street in a hurry and rushed to their homes.

After checking his identity at the Shenwei Gate, Kuaima did not dismount and went straight to the direction of the Jinluan Palace. Dismounted at the palace wall outside the main hall, trotted all the way to the front of the main hall, and the eunuch who had already received the letter stepped forward and led him to the imperial study in the back garden.

Emperor Gaozong had a calm face, looked at the herald who walked in, put down the imperial pen made of gold nan wood in his hand, sat up straight, and waited for the herald to kneel down and call long live before he spoke: "Say!" ”

The emperor's majestic voice came, but the herald didn't care about being nervous, pursed his chapped lips and replied loudly: "Back to the saint, June 13, when the seventh prince went to the northwest military camp from Liangzhou City, he met the scout who crossed the Weishui in Xiaowu Mountain and rushed in, the scout was cruel, the seventh prince was hit by an arrow in the left abdomen, and was injured, but it was no big problem, and then General Luo sent scouts to investigate deeply, King Xihu led 100,000 troops to advance, and another 50,000 cavalry advanced to press the border, General Luo refused according to Weishui, Xihu was menacing this time, and I implore the Beijing division to prepare for war. ”

The herald removed the bamboo tube from his back, raised his hands above his head, and knelt on the ground after a quick speech. The chief steward Li Haiying took the bamboo tube and opened it, took out the chapter book and silk inside, unfolded it and handed it to the emperor.

In addition to the objective situation written by General Luo, there is also an excerpt of the Seven Princes, the emperor opened it, raised his thick eyebrows slightly, smiled, and said to Li Yinghai: "Summoning Marshal Luo, Du Pre, and Wang Hun into the palace,"

Then he said to the herald, who was kneeling on the ground, "Stand down and rest." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Gonggong Li received the order, bowed back, and left the imperial study.

"The last will be retired." The heralds also retreated.

The emperor picked up Luo Qingtao and the Seven Princes' recital and read it carefully, and finally his eyes stayed on the recital of the Seven Princes, and the stubborn and persistent expression of the Seven Princes appeared in his mind, and a gentle and kind smile appeared on his old face.

Emperor Gaozong got up, went to the bookshelf, and took out a scroll of paintings from a brocade box. He stroked the scroll gently, as if he was afraid of damaging it.

The picture scroll was opened, and the painting was a beauty, dressed in a blue palace suit, with her hair in a high bun, her double phoenix playing with beads and swaying, her eyebrows and eyes were clear, the corners of her mouth were slightly lifted, and a faint but confident smile came to life.

"Lan'er, Yu'er has grown up and has his own ideas, I can't restrain him anymore, I didn't want him to get involved in the army in every possible way, but he was bent on it, if he was just a reckless man, I found him a military advisor and could guide him correctly, but on the contrary, he also inherited your wisdom and benevolence."

Emperor Gaozong's voice was a little tired and helpless, he sighed, he was old, and many things were beyond his strength.