Although it was still scorching heat, in just one night, the sky of Chang'an Sanfu seemed to have changed.

Yesterday was obviously still the red sun, the heat was unbearable, today the sky was just slightly bright, it had already rained heavily, the whole Fufeng, Feng Yi and Jingzhao three counties were a rain and fog, the distant mountains, the nearby cities, all shrouded in this splashed landscape painting.

The wind, still the wind of July, was already a little cool, accompanied by the cold rain hitting the soldiers' faces, cold and bone-piercing.

"Report!"

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the county office, the knight rolled off his horse and galloped in: "Qiyu Marshal, last night, our army, martial arts, Huaili, Chang'an, Chiyang and Niyang and other places lit beacons at the same time. ”

Bian Zhang raised his head, took the letterbox in the scout's hand, opened it and quickly flipped through it, threw it to Han Sui, who was also the leader of the rebel army, and paced to the map, pointed out on the map for a moment and said: "Wen Yue, Huangfu Song's three lines attacked at the same time last night, Tian Yan on the left, Xia Yu on the right, and Gai Xun on the middle each led more than 10,000 troops to approach our Sanfu multiple defense lines.

Now Wugong, Huaili and Chang'an are in jeopardy, and Fuping, Niyang, and the country are still deadlocked, and it is difficult to make progress. In the long run, our army is tired and the military spirit is difficult to use, what do you think? ”

Han Sui frowned and took the letter, nodded after thinking for a while, and said, "Xiliang Dama, rampant in the world. Although we waited for Chen Yi to defeat Chen Yi first, and then defeated Huangfu Song, our army also increased from 20,000 to more than 100,000 at the beginning of the incident.

However, our army started from Longxi, Jincheng, and Anding, and now the sword is pointing at Sanfu for three months, and if the situation is allowed to continue to develop, it will inevitably be difficult to stabilize the army's morale. At present, when our army is heavily armed, we can overcome the crisis of our third-line defense, and we can join forces to wave Chang'an!

Most of the generals under the command of Beigong are Zhong Qiang, Shen Wolf, Huangzhong, Dang Fry and other Xiqiang, most of them are vigorous and flexible, and they cross the mountains and fields like sweeping flat land; General Li's subordinates are mostly stable, northern first, and white wolf Zhuqiang, and they are more good at desert conquest and plain plundering. ”

Seeing Bian Zhang nodding, Han Sui got up and pointed to the map and continued: "Therefore, the last general thinks that our army should advance in three ways, with General Beigong as the commander on the right, and lead the army to Chencang, Guo, Wugong, Huaili and other places. General Li was the commander of the left road, and his troops went out to the north to relieve the siege of Niyang and Fuping. The last general and General Song assisted the marshal to send Meiyang, and after the siege of the two armies was lifted, they would join forces with the middle army to join forces in Meiyang and enter Chang'an together! ”

This Han Sui is really worthy of the exquisite heart of the Yellow River!

Chencang, Guo, Wugong Mountains are many high, Niyang, Fuping is in the transition zone between the plains and mountains, the army is divided into two roads, this plan not only fully takes into account the advantages and disadvantages of the soldiers under the command of Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou, but even better, the two are composed of Qiang children, fighting bravely and numerously, has gradually formed a trend of tail not falling.

Now that the two armies have been divided into Chencang and Niyang, they will inevitably have a hard time with the Han army under the command of Tian Yan and Xia Yu, and when the time comes to join Meiyang, not only has the forces of the Han army been disintegrated on the left and right, but also Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou's command will also suffer heavy losses, and our Chinese army is stable and approaching Meiyang, and there is no hard bone of the Han army to gnaw along the way, and the strength of the army will naturally increase more right to speak.

Bian Zhang raised his eyebrows, nodded, and slashed his sword on the desk and shouted: "Wenyue's plan is exactly what I want, where are Beigong Boyu, Li Wenhou, Song Jian, and the kingdom?" You and the other three must act according to the instructions of the text, set off on time tomorrow, God blocks and kills God and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, and the five soldiers in the first month of August are in the United States, and those who do not arrive are postponed to engage in military law! ”

"No!"

……

"There are no cities in the wild clouds, and the rain and snow are even in the desert."

Although there is still rain in Anding, Beidi and Jingzhao Sansuke, there is still rain in the west

The army was neat, Bian Zhang, Beigong Boyu, and Li Wenhou still led the troops on time the next day, and the horses roared all the way, and the wheels were rolling, directly approaching the three defensive chains of the Han army.

Bian Zhang rode on a standing horse and looked at the Qiang warriors and Xiliang Erlang who stretched for more than ten miles in front and back, thinking that in the next ten days, he would be able to step on Huaili, point to Fuping, and encircle Chang'an, and the Han army pointed to by Bingfeng collapsed, so he couldn't help but want to see the famous Han general Huangfu Song, and wanted to see the angry and angry face of Huangfu Song after the defeat.

However, what Bian Zhang didn't expect was that he might not see Huangfu Song in his life.

Huangfu Song was standing on the Vermilion Bird Street in Chang'an City at this time, his face was like water, and his mood was like the rain in front of the eaves, gloomy and cold.

Last night, after receiving a letter sent to the army by the emperor's Fu Jianshou who stayed in Luoyang, Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others jointly signed a letter to impeach him for deceiving the Holy Hearing, using the defeated general Tian Yan and even the ineffective and wasteful money and food. His Majesty listened to the slander and wanted to take back the military power, cut the feudal household by 6,000, and changed the title of the capital to the townsman, and the holy decree was behind the messenger, and it would be reached tomorrow.

In other words, from tomorrow when he receives the holy decree, he will be disgracefully laid off.

From Jizhou to Liangzhou, Huangfu Song paid too much, he abandoned the prosperity and comfort of the Central Plains and came to Liangzhou to eat yellow sand and see the dust, he led the army to guard Chang'an to resist the general attack and killing of thousands of traitors, he tried his best to plan how to implement a counteroffensive and annihilate the Xiliang traitors in one fell swoop, and he was even ready to take root in Liangzhou and rebuild the south of the Yangtze River.

It's a pity that his chest has not yet been relaxed, and his ambitions have not yet been realized, he was betrayed by Emperor Han Ling, a pig-like teammate. A generation of famous generals, the most dazzling and shining star of the Han Dynasty, is out of the game like this!

Therefore, he was very resentful, although it was not aimed at His Majesty's employment decision, nor was it aimed at His Majesty's favor and treachery and the change of orders, but he was still very resentful.

In order to resist the invasion of the Xiliang army, his comrades-in-arms went forward one after another, delaying the progress of the rebels with full of blood, and his robe Ze did not hesitate, resisting the rebels' sword rain with his flesh and blood, and even threw away his own life and was buried in this desert hill and desert village by the ancient road.

However, as soon as that pig-like teammate gave him an order, he had to abandon them, and he had to put down the plans and measures in his heart and return to a peaceful life of mediocrity and order, so he still wanted to go and see his brother Pao Ze again, and he also wanted to go and drink and talk to them again.

"Let's go, go with Ben Shuai to see our brother!"

Looking at the rain in front of the eaves, Huangfu Song sighed, walked into the rain, cut off the reins of the horse tied to the pillar with a sword, and flew on the horse, and the guards around him glanced at it together, untied the reins and stepped on the war horse, pulled a cart of wine, and followed their handsome man to gallop forward, like a sharp arrow through the hazy rain curtain and rushed out of the city gate.

Out of the city gate, roughly three or five miles, the pace of the war horse under the crotch gradually slowed down, and turning this corner is the place where the soul of the deceased soldier of Liangzhou returns.

There are no high mountains, no gurgling water, no green grass, and no feng shui of the left green dragon and the right white tiger Tibetan wind, only a yellow-brown hill and a few weather-beaten old trees with dead skin and roots, and hundreds of small stones and mounds scattered inside.

Huangfu Song turned over and dismounted, walked straight to the carriage, took a few jars of wine from the carriage, and slowly walked to the cemetery, patted the front of the grave, and sighed. This tomb is buried Zhang Xiaoniu, Wang Ergou, Li Dali, and several of his own soldiers, who died in the first battle of Liangzhou.

"Deyu once said: Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why bother to return the body of the horse leather? Maverick, Ergou, and Dali, you have been sleeping here, but unfortunately, Ben Shuai is going to leave tomorrow, and I can't come to accompany you anymore, don't blame Ben Shuai in the future! Ben Shuai knows you all like it

Drinking, so I specially brought a few jars of good wine today, so you can take another sip! ”

Pulling out the weeds that had long been withered and yellow and sparse, Huangfu Song threw away a wine jar and placed it on the grave, and carried a wine jar to another grave, regardless of the fact that the sky was still raining, and the ground had been watered, so he opened the wine jar and poured a long mouthful.

Then squatted down, spilled the wine in front of the grave, and sighed: "Ziyu, you are Ben Shuai's army, when you only came to the army, although you were talented and knowledgeable, but the sour taste and weak body, Ben Shuai still looked down on you, and always felt that you were not suitable for the career of fighting and killing in the army."

When you first arrived in the battle of Liangzhou, you led Shi Dan, Ergou and Dali to fight for their lives, cutting off the attack on the left side of the 2,000 Liangzhou army, and the commander was able to return to Chang'an City safely. Ben Shuai knew that the powerless Maocai also had a lot of blood and arrogance. In addition to talking to you today, Ben Shuai is here today, but also wants to tell you that you, Chen Jin and Chen Ziyu, are all brothers of Ben Shuai in this life! ”

"Dashuai!"

Huangfu Song waved his hand behind him, stood up, looked up at the sky, let the raindrops hit his face, and let the raindrops fall down his eyes, cheeks, and a few tears, and only after a while turned to the crowd and said, "Go too, fill all the wine you have brought with you, and ask all the brothers to take a sip before we leave!" ”

The guards wiped the tears from their eyes, turned back and unloaded the wine from the carriage, walked to the cemetery with one jar in their arms, poured the wine in the jar evenly in front of thousands of graves, and then threw the wine jar in the graveyard.

The jar is shattered, and the aroma of the wine is overflowing. The drizzle in the sky rippled lightly in the wind, falling on the graves, yellow sand, stone monuments and wine jars, converging into a trickle, wrapped in fragrant wine slowly flowing through the graves and immersed in the graves.

Standing at the intersection, looking at the simple and tall Chang'an city wall not far from where the bones of the soldiers were buried, it looked extraordinarily small and desolate, Huangfu Song sighed, and once again gave a military salute to the soldiers who sprinkled their blood on this piece of yellow sand, and shouted: "Let's go!" ”

Coming like the wind, going like electricity, everyone got on their horses and galloped together.

Just turned the corner, but saw a horse in front of him galloping through the rain curtain, as fast as lightning, that is, in front of him, the knight slammed the reins, the war horse roared, the front knee soared in the air, the knight jumped down, took out a letter in his hand and handed it to Huangfu Song: "Father, this is the letter from Deyu just received!" ”

Huangfu Song nodded, took the letter in the hand of Huangfu Jianshou and opened it, the letter first told Zhang Rang and others about the slander, and then said that the current situation in Liangzhou must be repeated, I hope that Huangfu Song can be relieved and wait for the opportunity, and finally mentioned that Tian Yan After all, the loyal ministers of the Han family are brave and invincible, if Zhang Rang and other thieves are allowed to frame wantonly, I am afraid that they will follow the example of the former Han Pengyue and Zhou Yafu, can they be sent to Wang Li's command.

This Tian Yan is indeed a tiger general, and the Qiang people fled in embarrassment in a battle of martial arts, with countless casualties. It's just a pity that the old man is now powerless to protect himself, and he can only cheapen that stinky boy! Huangfu Song smiled bitterly, but saw a few lines of poetry written on the back of the letter:

At that time, thousands of miles away from Beiqiu, a horse in Liangzhou.

The Jingeguan River has been stained with blood for several months.

Qiang is not extinguished, the temples are also autumn, and the waist is dark.

A generation of heroes, still in Chang'an, will return to Sizhou.

His eyes stared at the thousand-year-old city, Huangfu Song's beard trembled lightly, his eyes were slightly moist, he gently tore the letterhead, raised it above his head and threw it into the air, and the white paper and black words flew up and down in the wind and rain like butterflies and fell into the mud.

The long whip was lightly raised, and the emperor snorted lightly, and galloped towards the city first, leaving a majestic but gloomy back in the drizzle.