Last time, it was said that Lu Ya'er and Xiao Mingyue traveled to a war-torn plane and helped a small army win a small battle.

"Emperor, great joy! Emperor, great victory! A shrill voice came from far and near, and finally the owner of the voice ran into the door of the main hall panting. However, due to the thinness of this person's body, coupled with the fact that he was running wildly all the way, his body was overdrawn badly, and he tripped over the high threshold at the entrance of the main hall, and he bowed to the feet of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, and still kept chanting words such as victory and victory.

"Companion, you can rest and drink saliva before talking." His Majesty the Emperor suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm and comforted. Judging from the excited looks of the little eunuchs who followed, this victory must be extraordinary.

With the support of the little eunuch, the emperor's eldest companion desperately panted for breath, and then knelt down again and couldn't wait to report: "Emperor, great victory! Wang Pu, the general soldier of Taiyuan, led his headquarters to garrison the Gongwei Beijing Division in Dongguo City, fifty miles south of the capital. Yesterday, Wang sent his second son, Wang, to lead 500 elite soldiers to reconnoiter and advance to the north, and encountered more than 1,000 Tartar troops. In the face of a strong enemy, Wang Mou responded wittily and lured the enemy to go deep and annihilate him. In this battle, more than 500 enemies were killed, three people were captured, nearly 4,000 people were rescued, and countless people were captured. This is the greatest good news since the Tartars entered the Kou, and the blessing of the people is long live! ”

After finishing speaking, Otomo cried bitterly, as if he had regained a man's capital overnight. From the bottom of his heart, the great eunuch's various excitements were entirely sincere, because their special group of unsound bodies were completely in line with the interests of His Majesty the Emperor.

From ancient times to the present day. In various dynasties, there have been eunuchs and eunuchs who have been characterized by history books as great treacherous and evil. For example, Zhao Gao of the Qin Dynasty, the Ten Standing Servants of the late Han Dynasty, Gao Lishi of the Tang Dynasty, Gao Yu of the Song Dynasty, and more of them in the Ming Dynasty, among which Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian are typical representatives.

But are the eunuchs really as much of a traitor as written in the history books? Not necessarily. For example, during the period when Wei Zhongxian was in charge of the government at the age of 9,000, the Ming Dynasty's taxes were barely able to break even and cover the government's normal expenses. But after the Donglin Party came to power. The court's financial situation took a sharp turn for the worse. So much so that it had to abolish the post station and withhold the food and salary of the border town to maintain the operation of the government.

"Otomo, is what you said true? Is there a military newspaper? His Majesty the Emperor asked excitedly. Since the beginning of winter, the army of all walks of life has suffered numerous defeats in both field battles and defending the city. It's not bad news every day. It is an emergency document everywhere. As a result, the capital and the surrounding cities have become one of the few safe islands on the vast battlefield. Now a victory is needed to boost the morale of the army and the people, and this good news of Wang Pu, the chief soldier of Taiyuan, can be described as a timely rain.

"I really didn't read it wrong, Taiyuan General Soldier Wang Pu Zhiyong is both complete. Lead the troops well. His son Wang is gentle and frugal, and has the style of a father. Please ask your companion to go out of the city overnight and go to comfort Wang Pu and his son on my behalf. Tell them, if Ruoqing and the others can make persistent efforts to drive the Tartars out of the customs, I will definitely reward them! His Majesty the Emperor commanded excitedly.

After a slight rest, Wang Lewei led the men and horses of the headquarters and the supplementary personnel sent by his father to immediately regroup and pursue in the direction of the Tartars' escape.

After a day and a night of rapid marching, in the early morning of the third day, Wang Lewei received an urgent report that he had not received the night, and found that there were about 4,000 Tartar troops gathered in a small town thirty miles ahead, as well as more than 30,000 people. There are countless materials hoarded in the town.

"Mr. Lu, what do you think?" Wang Lewei asked simply. At this time, in the face of so many tartars, Rao is Wang Lewei is bold, and she still feels a little numb. After all, no matter how well-trained the soldiers are, it is still difficult to match them in the face of superior enemies, let alone a town with a strong city defense.

"The second son only needs to lead the troops to kill the generals, and the mountain people have their own strategy to retreat from the enemy!" The old god Lu Ya'er replied presencely. It's just that his pretentious style of holding a baby in his arms is so funny in Wang Lewei's eyes!

"If Mr. Lu has any good plans, you might as well talk to Wang, and you may be able to refer to one or two details." Wang Lewei asked.

Lu Ya'er's bad taste exploded, imitating a typical character in the script, holding the beard that could not be stored in the book, shaking her head and replying: "Lu's family has been poor since he was a child, and he tasted going to the mountains to collect herbs to subsidize his family. Once, I was picking ginseng at a cliff and accidentally stepped on an empty rock and fell into a mountain stream. Fortunately, I didn't fall to the bottom of the stream, and was rescued by a pine tree growing on the cliff..."

"And then?" Seeing that Mr. Xiao Lu sold Guanzi, Wang Lewei hated her teeth and gritted her teeth in anger and asked.

Later, Lu found a rock cave on the cliff, the hole was three feet wide and high, which could accommodate one person to enter. Crawling for about 100 meters, the darkness in the cave is impossible to see. When Wang lit the books he was carrying, he found that the pool was getting wider and wider, and there were lampstands on the cave walls, as if someone had once lived here..."Lu Ya'er said this, deliberately stopped and took a sip of tea, and then closed her eyes and pondered, as if she was carefully recalling the scene at that time.

"Who carved such a cave into the cliff face, and what do you see in it?" Wang Lewei grabbed this guy by the collar fiercely and ordered him to continue. But seeing that someone was still holding a small baby in their arms, he had to ask patiently.

Walking to the bottom of the cave and lighting the oil lamp on the wall, Wang's eyes suddenly opened up, it turned out that the depth of the cave was actually a hall with a radius of dozens of zhang, because the oil lamp was dim, it was impossible to see how high the top of the cave was. According to Wang's rough estimate, it is about more than ten zhang. Touching the wall of the cave, it is smooth and delicate like porcelain, and after wiping, the light can be seen..."Lu Ya'er babbled and described all kinds of details, but she didn't get into the topic, as if she didn't notice that someone's teeth were clucking.

"And then?" Wang Lewei squeezed out three words from between her teeth, for fear that she would say too much and couldn't help but pop out dirty words.

Later, Lu found a heroic and beautiful fairy in the center of the hall at the end of the cave... of the statue. This statue is carved lifelike, and the whole body is painted, just like a living person. If it weren't for his eight-foot height, Lu would almost want to be a true immortal, and he would bow down..."Lu Ya'er paused, saw Wang Lewei's murderous eyes, and added with interest:

Later, after some careful investigation, Lu found a line of carved text on the base of the statue. On the book, I am the Zixia Fairy of the Heavenly Realm, go down to play here, sense the heavenly machine, and expect that in the future, there will be someone who is destined to learn my heavenly book wonderful method. If someone finds my statue, he will kowtow a thousand times to get my true inheritance... So Lu learned a kind of heavenly thunder technique..."Lu Ya'er finally said the point. At this time, Xiao Mingyue finally couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

"It turns out that Mr. Lu has learned the art of heavenly thunder, I don't know if I can demonstrate it and let Wang open his eyes!" Wang Lewei asked excitedly.

"The power of this Heavenly Thunder Technique is too great, and it is very draining. It should not be used lightly unless it is a matter of life and death. Lu Ya'er shook her head and replied.

"Okay, Mr. Wang will write a letter. You must know that there is no joke in the army, if you have to face thousands of troops, Mr. Lu's Heavenly Thunder Technique cannot retreat from the enemy, you and I will die and have no place to be buried..."

Thirty miles away in the town, the general of the Tartars, after receiving the reward of the horse, asked the people around him very suspiciously: "Can you be sure that the light cavalry of about five hundred lines is the army that defeated you?" ”

"Returning to the banner master, it is that army. When we were attacked by that force on the first day, we didn't pay much attention to it, and just sent a small force to drive it away. But this army did not collapse at the touch of a button, like other armies, but followed us like maggots attached to the bones, and when the opportunity came, it was a rain of arrows, and many of our brothers died by their arrows by surprise. Later, I sent a team of 100 people to pursue it, but I didn't expect that no one would come back. After a few times, there were less than 500 men under my command, and then I gave up my baggage and joined the banner master. The grim-looking man replied.

"You're saying that more than 500 of your men were eaten by them bite by bite, right? According to their reports, the number of this force remained at around 500. Could it be that they have some kind of powerful weapon or special tactic? The Tartar general asked suspiciously.

"I haven't seen any powerful weapons, but there is a sharpshooter in that unit who specializes in shooting our little leader. Often, at the beginning of our charge, the best of our warriors are shot off their horses by their sharpshooters. Bad Face replied.

"Humph! I'd like to see how good that archer is! Only 500 people dared to attack Jiancheng, and the Central Plains Imperial Court really hid a dragon and a crouching tiger..."

The next morning, after a two-hour rapid march, Wang Lewei led his troops to feel the town occupied by the enemy. Beating horses trotted all the way to the front of the team, Wang Lewei saw that about 2,000 people from the Mongolian Tartars had opened a formation at the gate of the city, and it was clear that they wanted to use field battles to resist the enemy. Just kidding, since the Tartar leaders rebelled against the Central Plains court, the field war has always been invincible. If the turtle cowered on the head of the city to fight a defensive battle, wouldn't he be laughed off by the other banners?

"The Tartar cavalry is about to attack, why can Mr. Lu teach me?" Wang Lewei asked Lu Ya'er, who was riding a horse and holding Xiao Mingyue in her arms.

"General Wang, when the Tartar cavalry charged for a while, you led all your men and horses to slowly turn south, giving the enemy the illusion that they did not dare to compete with them. I will follow you and seek an opportunity to unleash the Thunder Technique. Lu Ya'er replied.

Although she was full of confidence in Mr. Xiao Lu's ability before, Wang Lewei began to worry when she saw that the Tartar troops were crowded and the weapons were like a forest. That's thousands of fierce Tartars! If you are accidentally caught up by them, I am afraid that it will be the end of the horse, how can it not be worried?

"If Mr. Lu is not sure, he can speed up his horse and overtake the large army. Wang will not let the Tartar hurt a cold hair of Mr...."(To be continued.) )

PS: If I write a novel at the male frequency, will you read it?