Ningxia Frontier,

After Yan Kesong opened the first envelope, he couldn't help but want to open the rest of the envelope, only to see a small note posted on the envelope: I knew you wanted to open it, but the time has not come, don't open it! Otherwise, it won't work.

At this moment, the pro-military captain outside the tent said: "Lord Yan, Lord Zongxian, please come to the military gate to discuss matters!" ”

On this day, Wang Yue ordered someone to roast a sheep and carry it to the big tent, and the pro-army brought in a jar of wine.

"This is the imperial brew in the palace, can you taste it?" Wang Yue said to Yan Kesong, and shouted again: "Someone! Pour wine for Lord Yan! ”

Yan Kesong said: "Thank you for your good intentions! ”

Wang Yue said again: "Lord Yan came to Biansai this time, is it really to resist the captivity?" ”

"I'm not afraid of the jokes of Lord Zongxian, of course, it's for the sake of making contributions!" Yan Kesong is not afraid to say, since ancient times, who doesn't want to be a marquis and pay homage to the prime minister, and it will be okay to pass it on to His Majesty.

"If you want to make a contribution, but you have to endure hardships, and even put your life on the line, does Lord Yan have the courage?" Wang Yue said.

"It's nature!"

Wang Yue smiled heartily and said: "After drinking this glass of wine, we are about to go on the expedition, this autumn's harvest is not good, and the captives will definitely attack in a big way, Your Majesty ordered us to take the initiative to attack, take the lead and contain the captives, which is in line with the essence of the art of war with a preemptive strike." ”

Yan Kesong and others surrounded the map, he was a little unaccustomed to the map of Ningxia, but fortunately, the map was marked, which was much easier to understand than the circle and fork drawn by the prince.

"Fang Cai drank a little too much, and it was convenient for the officials to go out." Yan Kesong said.

"Go ahead!"

After a while, Yan Kesong returned.

Wang Yue pointed to a place on the map and said: "To the east of the Ningxia Acropolis, is the Heishui River, to the south is the Qingshui River, there are many riverbanks at the confluence of the two rivers, spies report, there are sporadic traps stationed on the riverside, our army can advance along the two rivers, if it meets with a large group of enemy troops, it will be defeated, and if it encounters a small group of enemies, it will be annihilated!" ”

The generals nodded.

At this time, Yan Kesong pointed to the west of the Ningxia Acropolis in Yutu, and said: "This place is Helan Mountain, if the captives want to attack on a large scale, they may gather here, the Heishui River and the Qingshui River are scattered, if our army sends troops to attack it, the troops are scattered, even if all the troops are annihilated, this number is not painful for the enemy, it is better to raise troops to attack Helan Mountain!" Straight to the Yellow Dragon! ”

Yan Chengjin also mentioned in the letter that the prince had analyzed with him before the trip, and he himself felt that this was the case, so he said it.

Peng Qing, deputy chief soldier of Yansui, and Li Jun, chief officer and soldier of Ningxia, had strange expressions.

The Commander-in-Chief has been through a hundred battles and has countless schemes, is he not better than a civilian official who has never even been on the battlefield?

Lord Zongxian is afraid that he will be angry, Peng Qing secretly glanced at Wang Yue, only to see Wang Yue showing a smile.

Wang Yue pointed to the map: "Lord Yan said it clearly, I mean exactly that, the soldiers are divided into three roads, the north road goes up along this line, the middle road goes up along this line, the south road goes up along this line, and the three armies gather in Helan Mountain!" Lord Yan, can you choose any one of your choices? ”

"Xiaguan chooses the north road!"

Wang Yue said: "Lord Yan of the North Road is handsome, if this battle is won, this general will give Lord Yan the first credit, Lord Yan must have something to gain!" ”

From the analysis of the art of war, Wang Yue can see that Yan Kesong still knows the art of war, so he is really sent by the imperial court to help him, of course he is happy.

Yan Kesong and Peng Qing led the troops from the north road, and there were barren people along the way, and the cold wind was howling.

After traveling for most of the day, 2,000 soldiers and horses were stationed in place for a temporary rest.

Yan Kesong took out some warm flatbread in his arms, took a bite, and before he could swallow it, a captain in charge of the patrol said, "My lord! A Tatar was found in the flower orchard ahead, and there were several hundred of them! ”

Our army is two thousand, and the other side is a few hundred?

Fuck it!

Yan Kesong hurriedly put away the cakes, stepped on his horse, and ordered the army to advance.

Peng Qing, who was traveling together, was stunned, and thought that the road chosen by Yan Kesong was the safest, but he didn't expect that there were really Tatars stationed, and there were only a few hundred people, and his blood was boiling!

The fast horse marched two miles, and sure enough, he found the Tatar camp!

Peng Qing said to a few soldiers around him: "You wait a while to protect Lord Yan here!" Don't be dishonored! ”

Yan Kesong pulled out his knife and said angrily: "This official has come all the way to this ghost place, is it to seek your protection, soldiers!" Follow this official rush! Hold yourself in the white blade, kill in the red dust! ”

With an order, a hundred horsemen rushed to the camp!

The Tatars were alarmed, and the camp was filled with the sound of panic and screams, the sound of horses' hooves, some raising troops to meet them, and others fleeing across horses.

Peng Qing and the others rushed the fastest, but his own soldiers were still protected by Yan Kesong.

Yan Kesong grabbed the saddle tightly, thinking in his heart that for the sake of the Yan family's rank as a prince, he slashed indiscriminately, fished in troubled waters, and even hacked a few people to death.

After a successful blow, he slowly gained experience, Yan Kesong cut more and more, rode back and forth, and took the head of the enemy, there were already eight or nine people.

However, Yan Kesong was a little tired, so he stopped to catch his breath first.

The tents of the Tatars were stained red, the sheep and horses were scattered, and the fires were overturned, and the tents were burned.

This was only a small part of the enemy's captives, and the huge difference in strength between the two sides quickly brought out the results of the contest.

Win all!

After harvesting a small number of sheep and horses, Peng Qing ordered the materials to be counted and the captives were taken down.

Yan Kesong said: "There are hundreds of people in this small unit, and the army will definitely gather in Helan Mountain. ”

Peng Qing ordered his soldiers to transport the supplies back to the big tent first, and followed Yan Kesong to Helan Mountain.

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Yan Fu,

How could he look at Yan Chengjin and said worriedly: "The master has been gone for more than a month, right?" The north is extremely cold, I don't know the master, and I don't know if I am warm or not. ”

As he spoke, he choked up a little.

Yan Chengjin knew that he had been in love with his father for more than ten years, and his father treated him as a one-third son, not comparable to ordinary slaves.

After so long, the border affairs are urgent, and the imperial court is afraid that there is news, but it has not yet come out.

Time is like water, and it is a month in a flash.

If the battle of Helan Mountain had not changed, it should have ended.

How is Daddy and Wang Yue?

Yan Chengjin was a little worried, but also a little expectant, after all, his father was a civil official, even if he knew the location of the enemy, he had to have the strength to kill the enemy.

He went to the battlefield as a civilian official, so he shouldn't be missing arms and legs at this time, right?

Yan Chengjin just made up the picture in his brain, and he felt creepy.

"Lao Gao! The good news of the Ningxia trilateral general system is back! Hahaha! Zhu Houzhao ran to Yan Chengjin again excitedly.

For Zhu Houzhao falling from the sky and often mysteriously appearing in Yan's mansion, Yan Chengjin is no longer surprised.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't stop laughing, and said: "Master Yan won the battle with the art of war of the palace and beheaded thirty-seven enemy soldiers, but unfortunately in Helan Mountain, he let that dog in Batu Mengke escape." ”

Yan Chengjin was dumbfounded, Daddy beheaded thirty-seven enemies?

"Now the palace's art of war strategy can be confirmed, the palace guessed that they were going to assemble in Helan Mountain, Lao Gao, you quickly send out these manuscripts, this is the palace overnight!" Zhu Houzhao took out a yellow scarf package from his arms, and the yellow scarf was wrapped in manuscript paper.

"Your Highness has received a battle report from the border?" Yan Chengjin Road.

Zhu Houzhao said with joy: "The palace has just left the palace, and I found a spy riding a fast horse from the military department, thinking that only Ningxia was so anxious about the war recently, so he beat him down, and guess what, it was really a war report sent to the palace by the border of Ningxia!" ”

Intercepting the military newspaper is to kill the head, right?