Oh? Yang Muyun perked up and hurriedly asked, "What is the pass?" ”

"Your Excellency, it's Zhenning Pass."

"Okay," Yang Muyun commanded silently: "Quick, order the whole army, speed up the march, and the front is my Ming Dynasty's Zhenning Pass." ”

"Yes."

This good news gave great encouragement to everyone who was struggling in the wind and snow, and everyone couldn't help cheering, and their steps were much faster in an instant.

......

Zhenning Pass is located in the southwest of Dushikou and is also under the jurisdiction of Kaipingwei. Behind the Zhenning Pass is Zhenning Fort, where a hundred households of troops are stationed. This hundred households are also surnamed Feng, and they are the nephews of Feng Guozhong, the commander of Kaipingwei, named Feng Liangyi. A few days ago, an urgent order was sent from above, saying that the Tartars had begun to attack the Dushikou, and that all the passes should be strengthened to take precautions. This frightened him a lot, and immediately gathered the officers and soldiers in the fort and drove all to the Zhenning Pass. But the hundred or so people scattered on the city and the city walls on both sides are really a little thin, and this Feng Baihu has not closed his eyes well for several nights. The wind and snow blew down all night, and it didn't stop until now, and when you look out from the gatehouse of the castle, you can't see far in the dark.

"If the weather tartars come to a sneak attack, it is really impossible to prevent it!" Feng Baihu was worried, once the pass was attacked, the heavy snow would jam the way, and it would be difficult for reinforcements to arrive. Just with these 100 or so people? He shook his head and asked one of the soldiers beside him, "What time is it?" ”

"Go back to the hundred households," said the soldier, "it should be the beginning of the hour." ”

Feng Liangyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, in one more hour, the sky will be bright." "The nights in the northern frontier are particularly long in winter, and it is also a time of frequent incursions by the Tartar cavalry. The Tartars often took advantage of the windy and snowy weather at night to approach the weakly defended passes of the Great Wall. By dawn, things were much better.

"Lord Baihu," a small flag officer in the castle stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, "it seems that someone is coming ahead." ”

"What?" Feng Liangyi's heartstrings tightened, and he hurriedly looked ahead, "Where is it?" ”

In the faint light of snow, there were many shadows, as if there were many figures shaking.

"Quick," Feng Liangyi shouted loudly, "Wake everyone up, the Tartars are coming." ”

There are not many heavy equipment in the hundred households of Zhenning Fort, and there are only a dozen firearms, and there are two artillery guns at the head of the city, but because they have not been used for a long time, the barrels of the guns are rusted, and they can't be used, so they can only be placed there to pretend. In the past few days, the repair of ordnance has been intensified, but it has only been repaired seventy percent, and in the face of a small force of Tartar cavalry, it can barely cope with it, if the cavalry of the Tartar brigade drives over...... Feng Liangyi shuddered when he thought about it.

......

"The people in the city open the door quickly," Mo Buyu tore his throat and shouted at Guan Chengshang: "Lord Yu Qianyu, the squire of the military department, is here, you quickly open the city gate." After shouting several times, there was silence on the city, followed by the sound of bows and arrows winding, and the cold light at the mouth of the city was clearly aimed at the city.

"Damn," Mo Buyu couldn't help but scold: "What are you doing here, do you want to rebel?" ”

Yang Muyun waved his hand and asked him not to speak anymore, stepped forward and said loudly: "This official is Yang Muyun, the head of Xuanfu Town, and I will escort Lord Yu Qianyu, the squire of the military department, here, please close and open the city gate and let us in." ”

"Lord Baihu," a small flag official said to Feng Liangyi: "They claim to be from Xuanfu Town, and they also say that the escort is Lord Yu Qianyu, the squire of the Ministry of War, and such a big official of the Ministry of War, if he doesn't stay in the capital, why did he run away from the gate?" ”

Feng Liangyi looked out boldly, and there were only more than 100 people gathered under the pass, and the 200 elite soldiers brought by Lin Mei'er were gathered, except for those who died in battle in the valley and those who were lost at night, there were about 150 people. They all wore edelweiss hats, riding boots, and Mongolian attire. Secretly wary, "Send the order, as soon as they get close, immediately release the arrows." After he had finished giving the order, he shouted loudly to the people under the gate: "Your identity is unknown, and you can't see clearly at night, and after the official carefully checks that it is correct, I will open the gate and let you in." ”

"My lord, what should I do?" Mo Bu turned to Yang Muyun in an angry tone and said, "He said that the city gate can only be opened after dawn to let us in, can Lord Yu and some seriously injured brothers survive that moment?" ”

Yang Muyun raised his breath and shouted to Guan Cheng: "We have some people here who are seriously injured, and after a night of traveling, they are almost unable to continue, so please do something."

Well, let us in now. ”

Feng Liangyi said abruptly: "You say that you are from Xuanfu Town, why are you dressed in Tartar clothes?" In such a hurry to ask us to open the gate, isn't it for the Tartars to earn the gate? ”

"Let go of your mother's stinky fart," Mo Buyu scolded loudly: "Lao Tzu killed more Tartars than you have ever seen, earn customs for Tartars, lose the exit you said, and then don't open and close the door, Lao Tzu ......" Before he finished speaking, he only heard the sound of "whoosh-" feather arrows, and a sharp arrow shot down from the city and nailed to the ground not far in front of everyone in Guanxia.

"If you say anything disrespectful," Feng Liangyi shouted on the city: "I will shoot you with an arrow, while the official is in a good mood now, you leave quickly, if it is a little late, ten thousand arrows will be fired, and it will be too late to leave." ”

"My lord, they dared to shoot us with arrows, so I went up and skinned them." Mo Bu said and turned around to take the blade, but was stopped by Yang Muyun.

"It seems that they won't open and close the door when they speak." Leng Yifei jumped off the horse, just took two steps, his face changed, and he leaned over to cover his chest with a painful expression.

"The injuries are so serious, what are you doing?" Lin Meier said coldly, "It's better to stay well, I can do what you want to do." ”

"Mei'er, ...... you" Before Yang Muyun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Mei'er: "You also stand here and don't move, I'll come when I go." As he spoke, the figure flickered and disappeared into the night.

"She wants to ......" Yang Muyun looked at Leng Yifei, and saw him nod slowly, "Yes, something is very wrong, I have to do it, please forgive me." ”

"What if she's in danger?" Yang Muyun hurriedly said: "No, I have to go over too." ”

"You are not lightly injured, and now you are just causing trouble for her in the past," Leng Yifei stopped him, "Don't worry, you don't know my junior sister's ability, just wait here." ”

......

Feng Liangyi saw that the person standing at the end of the pass had no intention of leaving, so he shouted loudly again: "If you don't leave again, I will really let people release arrows......" He listened to a few muffled snorts around him, and stopped in amazement, and a few cronies standing beside him somehow fell to the ground motionless.

"What's going on?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat was cold, and a sharp sharp object pressed against his throat.

"Don't be silent," said a voice coldly, "and I'll kill your dog if I say one more word." ”

"A good man spares his life." Feng Liangyi felt paralyzed.

"Now you order them to open the door." The cold voice continued.

"This ......" Feng Liangyi hesitated slightly, and the sharp object against his throat tightened, and there was a tingling sensation. Quick, open the door—" he shouted without hesitation.

The door opened rumblingly, and Yang Muyun hurriedly commanded everyone to line up and enter. When everyone entered the customs, a glimmer of light pierced through the night, and it was almost dawn. In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves trampling on the snow could be heard.

Feng Liangyi saw a large group of people faintly coming in front of him, and his heart pounded more and more. "Good man......" As soon as he spat out two words, he heard a deep shout: "Close the city gate quickly." ”

"Mei'er," Yang Muyun quickly boarded the gate as soon as he entered the gate, and saw that Lin Mei'er was still holding the Emei thorn against Feng Liangyi's throat, so he said, "Let him go, our people have already entered the gate." ”

Lin Mei'er snorted, withdrew her eyebrows, stretched out her hand and pushed Feng Liangyi's shoulder, pushing him to a stumbling position, slipping under his feet, and almost falling.

"What do you call your lordship?" Yang Muyun was still very polite to this gatekeeper and bowed.

"This official ...... This official is Feng Liangyi, a hundred households in Zhenning Fort. He hurriedly returned the salute.

"Surname Feng?" Yang Muyun asked, "Who is the commander of Kaipingwei, Feng Guozhong, Lord Feng?" ”

"It's my uncle."

"Oh, I'm glad to be there," Yang Muyun said, "I saw Lord Feng when I was in Dushikou a few days ago......"

"Are you done talking nonsense," Lin Mei'er interrupted them impatiently, "The cavalry of the Tartars are all about to pass the pass, and it is not too late for you to catch up when you have defeated them." ”

Yang Muyun looked sideways, and saw that there was a large group of cavalry in front of him rushing towards Zhenning Pass.

"The Tartar cavalry came so quickly," Yang Muyun

I couldn't talk to this Feng Baihu anymore, so I hurriedly asked, "How many people are there in Zhenning now?" ”

"One hundred and thirty-four in all."

"So little?" Yang Muyun frowned, and said to Mo Buyu, who came over: "Quick, call our people to the city to assist Feng Baihu in guarding the pass." ”

"Yes." Mo Bu turned around and hurried away.

"Even if the people on both sides add up, it won't exceed three hundred," Lin Mei'er glanced outside the city, "Looking at the momentum of the Tartar soldiers, there should be no less than thousands." We will have to discuss the countermeasures carefully. ”

Lin Mei'er's words made Yang Muyun frown, and the crystal thing on the ground flickered in front of him, it was ice, the sky was about to be bright at this moment, the air was extremely cold, and the snow fell on the city and was extremely slippery after stepping on it back and forth a few times, no wonder Lin Mei'er didn't make much effort to push it, and Feng Baihu almost slipped and fell. Yang Muyun's eyes lit up.

......

When Yuan Qi'er rushed to the city with people, the gate had already been closed.

"It's still a step slower," Yuan Qi'er sighed lightly, "After chasing him for a day and a night, I still watched him enter the customs." ”

"County Lord, what should I do?" Nachar said beside her, "Do you want your subordinates to lead people to tackle the problem now?" ”

On the city, a group of Ming officers and soldiers shuttled on it, pouring buckets of water on the city, and as soon as the cold wind blew, it quickly formed a thick layer of ice, and the tentacles were extremely slippery.

"This guy, is his brain spinning quite fast!" The corners of Yuan Qi'er's lips hooked slightly, and the hand holding the reins of the horse was raised, "The fighter plane has been lost, and attacking rashly will only increase casualties." ”

"Just let them go?" Nachar said unwillingly: "Isn't that too cheap for them?" ”

"Then what do you want, sacrifice the life of my warrior in vain to vent your anger?" Yuan Qi'er glanced at him, "This can only blame you for not being able to catch up with them." ”

"But just go back like this......"

"Did Agadorji do stupid things that let us take our lives to fill in?" Yuan Qi'er interrupted him, "We have done our best, the Ming people rely on the pass, and we don't carry siege equipment, unless the horseback puts wings on the back and takes us to the city like an eagle......" said this, his tone was aggravated, "I will not sacrifice the lives of our people for the stupid man of Agadorji, if the Second Highness is not satisfied, let him bring the Chahar people over!" As he spoke, he glanced at Guan Chengshang, his expression moved, and there was also a pair of eyes looking at him, that face was so familiar, so unforgettable. She bit Sakura's lip and turned her horse's head......

"The Tartars are withdrawn!" I don't know who shouted, watching the thousands of Tartar cavalry under the pass retreat like a tide, all the Ming officers and soldiers on the city breathed a sigh of relief.

"You guys still have a tacit understanding!" Lin Mei'er's words to Yang Muyun had a little sourness, and she glanced at him, "If you are reluctant to let her go, you can go down with her!" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yang Muyun stretched out his hand and patted the city head gently, "If we are one step late, we will be blocked by her." She didn't choose to go shopping because she was smart. ”

"I think she's afraid of hurting you, right?" Lin Mei'er pursed her lips and said, "You guys know it tacitly. ”

"You women," Yang Muyun couldn't cry or laugh, "the two armies actually thought of something boring in front of the formation. Seeing the Tartar cavalry go away, Fang turned around, "I don't know what happened to Lord Yu, let's hurry up and take a look." ”

"Hmm." One by one, Lin Meier's heart warmed, and the harsh words below were swallowed back.

......

Yu Qian was placed in Feng Baihu's residence in Zhenningbao, this room was very spacious, and there was a fire on the kang, which was very warm. However, the adult was wrapped in several layers of quilts, and he was still trembling, his eyes were closed, his forehead was a little hot to the touch, and his consciousness was a little confused. He was nearly fifty years old, had two arrow wounds, and walked all night in the wind and snow, and finally fell ill when he could no longer bear it.

"It seems that Lord Yu is not lightly ill," Yang Muyun was extremely worried in his heart, and looked at Feng Liangyi, "Is there Lang Zhong in this castle?" ”

Feng Liangyi didn't expect that it was really Lord Yu Qianyu, the squire of the Ministry of War, who was lying on the kang, and said with sincere fear in his heart: "Zhenning Fort is full of military households, there are no pharmacies, there is only one military doctor or two knives, Lord Yu is so sick that he can only be sent to Xuanfu for medical treatment." ”