Chapter 1 Three Thousand Miles of Flying Snow
It was the end of winter, and snowflakes began to fall on the vast northern land. Beneath a mountain range, is the battlefield that has just ended. Broken arrows were everywhere, blood was pouring all over the ground, and from time to time the voices of the wounded were heard in pain.
This war was just one of the many wars that have taken place in this region over the years. It's not the most tragic, but it's sudden.
The New Year is two days away, and the people of the Central Plains are immersed in the atmosphere of preparing for the festival. King Zhao and his soldiers probably never expected that the Beihu people would choose to launch a sudden attack at this time, and the iron cavalry marched south. Moreover, it was the most elite cavalry who came.
Fortunately, Zhao is well armed at the border junction. In order to resist Beihu, the soldiers stationed here never dared to slack off. After receiving an urgent return from the scouts, they immediately dispatched and withstood the enemy's vanguard with their flesh and blood.
Moreover, when the thousands of troops and horses of the Beihu people continued to swarm, King Zhao personally led the dragoon army of Wangcheng to come to support. The two armies competed, and the battlefield was fierce, fighting fiercely from noon until sunset. Later, the Beihu people saw that they could not take advantage of anything, and because they were frightened by the unknown situation, they had no choice but to withdraw from the battlefield and retreat.
The Beihu Iron Cavalry is known as the first in the world, brave and invincible, and extremely ferocious. In such an unprepared situation, most of the soldiers of the Zhao State, who were infantry soldiers, suffered great casualties. If the Beihu people continue to stubbornly stubbornly hold on, I am afraid it is difficult to predict what the consequences will be.
Fortunately, they finally retreated. Under the bloody sun, everyone breathed a sigh of relief to see these bloodthirsty guys gradually disappear on the horizon of the grassland. Then the intense rescue began.
Beihu Tie rode amazingly. Even King Chulie of Zhao, who had been in power for more than 30 years, was injured by a stray arrow in this battle. A featherless iron arrow shot into his left rib. At this moment, in the scramble of the close attendants to draw arrows and bandage, the wound was bloody and fleshy, and it looked shocking.
Zhao Wang Chulie didn't care about this, and under the hunting banner that was swept up by the wind, he looked back at the small hill not far away, and asked sharply.
"Have you come back from the people who went to the mountain?"
"Your Majesty, General Long Yu personally led people there. However, no news has yet been heard. ”
Hearing the attendant's reply, King Zhao frowned. Although he had some speculation in his heart, he was always relieved until he figured out the real situation. The cold wind blew, and a burst of pain hit the wound, and he couldn't help but gasp loudly a few times to relieve the pain. Although the arrow wounds on the body are not enough to be fatal, the iron arrows of the Beihu people are extremely vicious, and each arrow has an iron cluster barb, and if you want to treat it, you must cut off the surrounding skin and flesh, which invisibly aggravates the injury. In countless battles in the past, the Zhao army suffered from this arrow, and it can be said that they hated it deeply.
"Lord, your body matters. Let's rush back to Dragon City immediately to heal our injuries! ”
The soldiers gathered around and looked at the injured King Zhao, their eyes full of worry. Under the battle flag, they clearly saw that the king who took off his helmet was already frosted on his temples and his hair was gray. In this northern wind and cold, it looks particularly bleak.
Someone lowered his head and held back tears in his eyes. Many of them knew that King Zhao's physical condition had deteriorated in the past two years, and he had been riddled with injuries for a long time, so he really shouldn't go to the battlefield anymore. However, even so, he was still like a Great Wall, with his fierce bones and prestige, he resisted the Huma invasion from the north for the Great Zhou Dynasty and countless people in the Central Plains.
"It doesn't matter, this little injury won't kill me. This old bone can hold up as much as possible! Wait...... Hehe! ”
Chu Lie, who had been scarred by a hundred battles, waved his hand casually, signaling his subordinates not to be nervous. These loyal soldiers, he led them from birth to death, and everyone has put life and death aside. This, needless to say, is written on the face. Once he fought in armor, in front of them, even as a king, he never felt that he had any special qualifications.
"Lord, be of good cheer! The prince should be around here, and I'm sure he'll be fine. ”
is still the old guy who has followed him for the longest time, and he knows his mind best. He stepped forward and whispered. King Zhao's eyebrows moved, and many hidden worries flashed. nodded at Fei Yi and said with a light sigh.
"Alas! This rebel always makes people ...... not enough to. ”
Then, he looked at the blood stains on the opponent's sword armor, shook his head and said.
"You also have to pay attention, this old arm and old leg, don't fight so hard in the future! Wait until next year, when you follow me to take off this armor, and you will never go to the battlefield again. Take a good look at home, there are a lot of things, only you are ...... I'm relieved! ”
The war horse neighed, and the iron armor was cold. Fei Yi, who was ten years younger than King Zhao but had already added gray hair, raised his hand and tugged at the blood-stained cloak, and coughed under the pretext. No one noticed that he had just used this tiny movement to hide the sadness in the corners of his eyes without a trace.
Heroes are in the twilight of their careers. Although he didn't want to admit it, he finally knew that the once powerful king in front of him was already old. Moreover, the true condition of his body is only clear to the most core of them.
"As long as the king does not remove his armor for a day, the old man will follow him to the death, and he is willing to be a pawn of the horse!"
Over the years, no one knows better than Fei Yi what kind of majestic mind Chu Lie has in his body. For him and the soldiers behind him, in front of the real king, there was no need for those superfluous expressions of loyalty. Perhaps, the only thing that can be done is to bow down and live and die together.
"Follow the King! Wansheng! Wan Sheng......! ”
Hundreds of Predators nearby raised their long knives in their hands, and they shouted loudly with excited expressions. Then this voice was echoed by the soldiers of Zhao State on the entire battlefield. Everyone shouted loudly in unison...... The mountains and rivers are thundering, and the wind is roaring. There seems to be a heroic aura invisibly, soaring into the sky in the fluttering flying flowers, and even the snowflakes are messy.
Chu Jiangmian, the prince of Zhao, was brought to Chu Lie from a small hill not far away in such an atmosphere.
When General Long Yu found Chu Jiangmian over there, he was very surprised. Because he found that His Royal Highness, who was spoiled by the queen, didn't know how to get it, he was disgraced and very embarrassed.
Long Yu, who was only in his twenties this year, was a fanatical admirer of King Chulie of Zhao, like many of the young people in this team. However, for this prince who has never had a good reputation, he is invisibly quite repulsive. Although this emotion is not expressed on the face, it exists in the hearts of many people.
There is no other reason, the prince is bad, his behavior is ridiculous, all kinds of absurdity, and it has been around for a long time!
Just like the cause of today's fierce war, to a large extent, it is inseparable from the rashness of Prince Chu Jiangmian. If he hadn't secretly taken a few retinues out of the royal city at night and came to this place on the border with the Beihu people to engage in his so-called "experiment", he would not have attracted the attention of the Beihu rangers, thus triggering a large-scale cavalry invasion, and then thousands of troops and horses fought hard.
Hearing the majestic sound of the tsunami in front of him, Long Yu also raised the long knife in his hand, he jumped on horseback, banged on his breastplate, and began to shout feverishly like many others. As for the prince beside him, he didn't bother to pay attention to it. His task has been completed, since he has been found, and the other party is safe and sound, let him explain to King Zhao himself.
Looking at these soldiers who were so excited that their faces were flushed in the flying snow and cold wind, Chu Jiangmian touched his nose a little helplessly. He could feel the indifference and dissatisfaction in the eyes of many people, but ...... Can you blame yourself?
The Beihu people did not come early or late, but they rushed to invade at this juncture. This shows that they have already planned a military operation, and they are just unlucky to encounter it. Alas! Now I just hope that my father will not be angry because of this. Otherwise, a heavy punishment cannot be avoided.
Zhao Wang Chulie, who was surrounded by many armor soldiers, looked at his son who walked in front of him with his head bowed, and he wanted to use the horsewhip in his hand to slash his head and cover his face a few times. However, when he saw the face that had been blackened for unknown reasons, he was slightly stunned and scolded loudly.
"Rebel! What have you done? Do you know that if it weren't for the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to come to the rescue, you would have been captured by the Beihu people and fell into their hands, where would you still have your life? Hum! It really doesn't make sense. ”
The snowflakes fell on the long knife and iron armor, and King Zhao spoke, and the voices near and far immediately quieted down, and there was silence all around. The king's wrath could be felt by all. Chu Jiangmian fell to his knees and grinned, his teeth looking extraordinarily white.
"The father was angry, and the son knew that he was wrong...... Don't dare next time! ”
"You...... Do you dare to have a next time?! ”
The whip was raised, and he was ready to strike. Fei Yi hurriedly came over to persuade him, and glanced at Chu Jiangmian again and again. The prince hurriedly got up along the pole and held King Zhao's body. He said in surprise.
"Father! You're hurt! Get into the carriage quickly, lest the wound be infected by the wind and cold, ....... ”
So, a quarter of an hour later, the team that had cleaned up the battlefield and began to return with the whole army. The father and son in the carriage had the following conversation.
"Mian'er, don't lie to me. Did your fireworks experiment really succeed this time? ”
"Oh, barely. Alas! It's just a pity that the materials that Erchen worked hard to collect were too poor, and they should have risen into the air, but they didn't expect to fall into the Beihu cavalry. ”
Chu Jiangmian smiled and made a "bang" movement with his hand. King Zhao's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.
"No wonder there was a big riot in the rear of the Beihu people, so it was! Wouldn't it be of great help to future wars? ”
"Father...... Oh, you think too much, it's a kind of fireworks to watch, a ...... prepared by the sons for the queen mother's holiday. ”
King Zhao picked up the whip again, this time he really wanted to hit someone.
Twilight is falling, and the wind and snow are endless. Ahead, in the three thousand miles of land in the north of Zhao Kingdom, countless bright lights lit up one after another. In this way, the pious people welcomed the return of this mighty army and their king.