Wu State spied on the Jin and invaded the East China Sea, and there was no result for many years, and this battle was very important for the Jin State. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the two armies fought in Wuzhou for three consecutive days, killing from Mao Shi to Shen Shi every day, killing countless enemies, but being outnumbered, Wuzhou was finally lost, the Wu army was surrounded by water, Jin Shi closed the city and held on, trapped for half a month, the grain and grass in the city gradually decreased, the people and horses were sleepy, and the fighting spirit was completely absent for a while.

Cen Miao, the general of Dingyuan, asked Ying to be the vanguard, and personally led 30,000 elite horsemen to Wuzhou at night to join the Wuzhou guards. Yuan Lingjun and Cen Mian father and son led a large army to march forward in the starry night, in mid-September to relieve the siege of Wuzhou, Jin Shi all the way west to break the enemy, Yuan Lingjun prepared a book with Wu'an Hou Huoqi and Gongsun Zixi, ordered him to go north to choke the East China Sea artery, cut off the grain and grass channel, trying to cut off Wu Shi's way of life.

However, the reinforcements at Purple Pebble Beach encountered the elite of Wu Shi who suddenly appeared, the two sides fought, Yuan Ling was scattered in the chaos, entangled by the enemy's main force, Cen Miao and others helped her break through, and the jade-topped black horse carried her to the east coast, although she successfully avoided the main force, but was separated from everyone.

It's just that she looks so embarrassed that she can't look at it anymore. Yuan Lingjun crouched by the river and washed his face with water, raised his eyes to look around, he didn't know where he was, and he also sang about the empty city plan in his belly.

The mist in the mountains wet his sideburns, and Yuan Lingjun closed his eyes and sighed, leading his horse to walk aimlessly on the river beach.

An old man in front of her was burning firewood, she took off her silver bag and stepped forward, "Uncle, do you have anything to eat?" ”

Probably because her image was too miserable, the old man was stunned for a while, "Hungry child, I have freshly baked here." With that, he lowered his head and picked out a lotus leaf wrap from the bamboo basket beside him.

The chickadee wrapped in the lotus leaf exuded an alluring fragrance, and Yuan Lingjun swallowed his saliva heavily, and tears almost flowed out the moment he bit it.

The old man picked up the small wooden stick and plucked a few times in the fire pit, the flames flickered, and after a while, the roasted taro buried in the pond ash exuded a faint sweet fragrance, he held the bamboo tongs and shaved a few times, and a few ash taro rolled out of the fire pit.

The old man peeled the taro in his hand and talked to her, "The lady wants to escape from the front, it's not too peaceful there, but fortunately, the emperor is personally conscripted, and the war should come to an end." ”

Yuan Lingjun listened to him carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart, "If this battle is lost, the East China Sea will be taken away by the Wu State." ”

The old man shook his head and smiled: "There are wolfberry trees in the East China Sea, but the old man is full of confidence, you must know that the Jin Kingdom was not good at naval warfare back then, and it was the old marquis of the Huo family who advised him to form a naval army." ”

He is right, the Huo family is good at naval warfare, and Huo Qi has been guarding the East China Sea with the old marquis since he was a child, and he knows the terrain of the East China Sea very well, and no one knows more about military defense than him, so the first thing she did after she took control of the government was to transfer Huo Qi back to the East China Sea.

Yuan Lingjun didn't speak again, picked up a taro, it was a little hot, and his hands were jolting from side to side.

After a full stomach, the fire in the fire pond was small, the old man packed up the bamboo basket and prepared to go home, Yuan Lingjun secretly stuffed the silver bag into the bamboo basket, and also led the horse to prepare to go back to the camp.

However, it seems that she has really lost her way.

When Cen Miao found Yuan Lingjun, she was eating steamed buns at the intersection outside Feng'an City, if it weren't for the handle of the knife that was exposed in the belt, Cen Miao couldn't believe that the ragged and unkempt person in front of her would be the empress.

"Your Majesty, the minister is late." Cen Miao took off her cloak and put it on her, and brought her a water bladder.

In the past few days since the king of Jin disappeared, the camp has completely blocked the news, and Wu has not been able to get the information, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.

Yuan Lingjun drank enough water, and his face was still pale, "How is the battle ahead?" ”

Cen Miao arched his sleeves and said: "The commander did not allow a truce, the war went as usual, Wu gathered all his troops at Zishitan, and King Lan has also led the second army to successfully join the Marquis of Wu'an, and the flying book was passed to Your Majesty, but Your Majesty is not in the camp." ”

"Sooner or later, I am ready to accept any outcome, and King Wu should pay the price for his actions." Yuan Lingjun wiped the traces of water from his lips and covered his stomach, "Can you have dried rice on your body?" ”

The young general raised his eyes slightly, and then realized that she was hungry, and immediately ordered his subordinates to bring the dried rice she carried.

Yuan Lingjun stared at the black and white discernible eyes on his face for a long time, reached out and took the steamed bun that he wanted to vomit and chewed it carefully.

The battle could not be delayed, and several monarchs and ministers returned to the camp on Pegasus, and it was when the generals responded that the commander Cen Zhi deployed troops in the tent as usual and made a strategy to deal with the enemy.

Yuan Lingjun sat on the main seat, agreeing with the commander's suggestion, and at the same time expressing her own opinion, she still lacked experience in military affairs, and should be subject to the tactics discussed by the generals. She is the emperor, and the emperor's personal expedition is mostly to boost morale, and she rarely fights in person, so she ordered Fu Piao, who guarded her safety, to temporarily return to Dingyuan's general Cen Miao.

Cangshan bears snow, and the candle sky is south.

The two armies faced Zishitan again, hundreds of thousands of male soldiers poured in, quickly submerging the Jin army, and the enemy was outnumbered, and the Jin soldiers were one to ten, and this battle was particularly difficult.

The drums marched, the sound of killing shattered the sky, and the sound of cymbals and drums on both sides was higher than the other, and the horns of military orders to convey military orders aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers.

At this time, Wu State, which had already had an advantage in numbers, suddenly appeared a brave and warlike cavalry, smashed the Jin Shi's henchmen, and split the Jin army in half.

Before, he relied on bravery, but at this moment, the number of people has doubled, and his physical strength is not good, and Jin Shi can no longer withstand several times the opponent's military strength.

The generals counted the casualties, the casualties of the Jin army were particularly heavy, the old general Cen Mian had as many as ten wounds on his body, the commander Cen Zhi was also slashed in the back, and the rest of the soldiers were injured of different degrees, and the wounded doctors and medicines were in short supply for a while. After Cen Miao reported the number of casualties, Yuan Ling was very sad.

Outside the camp was full of wounded soldiers, and everywhere there was a gloomy atmosphere, and wherever she passed, the soldiers fell to their knees and sobbed, and they fell into a great shadow of the defeat of the war, the sacrifice of their comrades.

Yuan Lingjun dragged his heavy steps to the crowd, a young soldier had just died, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he had not yet started a family, his family was not there, only his comrades wept for him, not only for him, but also for himself.

The war is cruel, and the people who start the war are even more heinous, Yuan Lingjun hates Soochow more than anyone else, but if there is no war, more women and children, old and young, will die, and it will be the wife and daughter of any of them, and it will also be her children.

Yuan Lingjun sang sadly: "Shallot on the dew, He Yixi." The Ming Dynasty has fallen, and when will people return when they die. ”

As soon as the mourning song came out, the soldiers present hid their faces and began to cry. Yuan Lingjun was also immersed in the grief and indignation created by everyone, "I hope that there will never be any more wars in the Great Jin, and I promise that it will bring peace to you." ”

A veteran stopped crying, "The minister trusts Your Majesty, trusts King Lan, and will unswervingly follow Your Majesty in the future until you retreat from Wu Kou." Then he said sonorously, "It's not time to cry now, we cry, and it will be the fathers and elders of our hometown who will cry in the future." ”

He was a veteran of some prestige, and when the young soldiers heard him say this, they all put away their tears, picked up the discarded weapons and held them firmly in their hands.

"Can the old man sing cymbals?" Yuan Lingjun asked the veteran.

"The minister will sing "Zhan Cheng Nan". Saying that, the veteran sang loudly, "Fight in the south of the city, die in the north of Guo, and die in the wild, and don't bury Wu Keed......"

The majestic and powerful singing of the soldiers fluttered over the camp tent, and Cen Miao and several veterans also came out of the tent and sang in unison with everyone, "He Huang will not get any food from the king, and I am willing to get ...... for the loyal ministers."

Yuan Lingjun grabbed the retreating knife in her hand, the hard scabbard hurt her palm, and her mind drifted to her relatives' side like theirs, but Ling Yun Zhuangzhi stayed here forever. (To be continued.) )