The night was deep, and it was long past curfew and bedtime.

In the Dafeichuan military camp, it is still noisy and noisy, which is very different from the past.

The military order to evacuate Dafeichuan has been issued, and although none of the soldiers are willing to retreat, they have to obey.

In the mourning hall of the Chinese army's marshal's tent, Xiao Lou'er, who was dressed in linen and filial piety, finally understood that his father could never come back, and cried sadly in Chen Yan's arms at this time. The sergeants were silently busy, carrying Qin Mubai's coffin out and loading it onto the car, ready to transport it to Shanzhou.

The injury was very deep, but there were no tears.

At this moment, Chen Yan's face turned pale. From the moment she stepped into this mourning hall and saw the spiritual position and portrait of Qin Mubai placed in the right place, she never spoke again. Just hugged Xiao Lou'er tightly, and kept replaying all the past pieces in his mind.

"Yan'er, this is Mu Bai's relic." Li Daozong brought a golden crown of peacock double feathers to Chen Yan and said to her, "I remember that you gave it to him. On several occasions, Qin Mubai also wore it. You can keep this as a souvenir! ”

"Thank you, father-in-law. However, there is no need for it. Chen Yan smiled bitterly and refused.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid that the more sad you will be when you see things and think about people? Li Daozong sighed, "Let's keep it!" ”

Chen Yan hugged Xiao Lou'er in her arms tightly, "Don't I still have Xiao Lou'er!" ”

"......" Li Daozong was speechless, so he sighed lightly, patted Chen Yan's shoulder, and left.

Fu returned to NV'er's room, and Li Daozong saw that Li Xueyan was changing clothes with the help of shì maid, preparing to board the car and set off tomorrow morning.

"Hey, there's a goose in front of you, Chen Yan; There are also Princess Gaoyang and Wu Meiniang in Lanzhou...... Qin Mubai, a romantic seed, is not afraid of breaking the hearts of the nv? What a sin! Compared to him, this king was really nothing back then! Li Daozong had to smile bitterly and shake his head.

At this time, on the Battery.

Xue Wanjun, as he had done countless times as usual, boarded the fort. In the darkness, twenty tǐng Shenwu cannons wrapped in red cloth pointed proudly to the northwest.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand to stroke the cold cannon body, his brows furrowed and silent.

At this time, two sergeants, carrying a large barrel, also went to the battery. When I saw Xue Wanjun, I greeted him with a salute.

These two soldiers, Xue Wanjun is too familiar. They are a father and son, native of Lanzhou, surnamed Xu. The father is fifty years old, and the son is only nineteen. Originally, Xu's father had four sons, three of whom died on the battlefield of Dafeichuan, and he himself was wounded and walked with a limp. Now following him is Xiao's son, who was hit by the cavalry of the Tubo people once on the battlefield, and his brain was a little injured, and his mind was a little unclear.

This father and son, it stands to reason that they should have retired and returned to their hometown a long time ago. But they have been in Dafeichuan for several years, and they are used to it, and they are reluctant to return to their hometowns, so Xue Wanjun took care of them and worked in the army - wiping the Shenwu cannon every day, and they were raised by the army.

"Lao Xu, I will withdraw tomorrow, and all the baggage must be thrown away, including this Shenwu cannon." Xue Wanjun said, "It's the middle of the night, what else are you wiping?" Go back and pack your bags early! ”

"General Xue, I've been wiping this cannon for a few years. If I don't wipe it for a day, I'm so idle! Lao Xu wiped the barrel with an oiled rag and said babblingly, "This thing is good!" One cannon can withstand thousands of troops! It's a pity, why don't you want it? …… I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm really reluctant to do it! It's like a loved one parting from death, I don't know if I can see them again in this life, hey! ……”

One sentence stabbed Xue Wanjun's heart.

"Lao Xu, you go back and rest!" He suddenly shouted!

Xu's father and son were stunned for a while, so they had to lift the oil drum and leave.

"Things are put down, people go!"

"Yes......"

After the Xu father and son left, Xue Wanjun picked up the rag by himself, dipped it in oil, and carefully scrubbed the cannon.

Rubbing and rubbing, he suddenly couldn't help whimpering, and finally hugged the cold Shenwu cannon, cried loudly, and slammed his fist on the cannon.

At some point, there was an extra person behind him. suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head to see that it was actually Hou Junji.

"Look at what, look!" Xue Wanjun was ashamed and annoyed, and shouted.

Hou Junji didn't speak, just handed his hand forward, and it was actually a pot of wine.

Xue Wanjun was stunned for a moment, snatched the wine jug, ripped open the lid of the jug, and opened his mouth to drink. After drinking most of the pot, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "Why! Why is that!! ”

"We'll be back." Hou Junji said lightly.

Xue Wanjun turned his head to look at Hou Junji, his eyes were red, "Don't talk cool here!" You won't understand! ”

"What do you know?" Hou Junji's voice was still calm.

"These cannons, these camps, and every inch of land here were once fought for and defended by us with our lives!" Xue Wanjun said loudly, "Now, don't say don't want it, and throw it away!" As long as this is a person, can the heart be happy? ”

"If you can afford to lose, you can win." Hou Junji said, "When a person holds something tightly with both hands, he will always have this thing in his hand; When he lets go of his hand, he can hold on to something more. ”

"I don't listen to your nonsense!" Xue Wanjun exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and shook his head again and again in disappointment, "A few years ago, when I followed the young marshal into Dafeichuan for the first time, this was still the remnants of the Tubo people's camp, and it was a mess and barren. Now, thousands of houses have been built in military camps for dozens of miles, herds of cattle and sheep on the shores of Qinghai Lake are fertile for thousands of miles, and Shenwu cannons are guarding them...... It's over, it's all over! As soon as the young marshal left, the Kansai Army was completely finished! Lanzhou, no longer the weather of the past! ”

"Brother Xue, don't be too pessimistic." Hou Junji said, "The rise and fall of qi flow is also a natural situation. Maybe it won't be long before we're back again, and Dafeichuan is even more prosperous than ever? ”

"I hope so! ......" Xue Wanjun sighed heavily, and said suspiciously, "Why didn't you quarrel with me today, and still talk so much nonsense with me?" ”

Hou Junji smiled indifferently and said, "What's there to be noisy about?" In the final analysis, aren't we all here to win the war, for the good of the Kansai Army? ”

"You've finally got it."

"I've always understood that. It's you who don't understand, I understand. ”

"......" Xue Wanjun couldn't cry or laugh, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." You're a! …… You have to have someone quarrel with you! ”

"Let's go! It's time to make food and gather an army and prepare to migrate! - By the way, the cannon can't be moved away for a while, don't leave half of the yao bomb! Hou Junji said.

"Do you still have to say that? Could it be left to the Tibetans, waiting for them to bombard us with cannons? Xue Wanjun pursed his lips and said, "But then again, those barbarians, giving them cannons is also a pile of broken copper and iron, can they make cannons, can they make cannonballs?" ”

Hou Junji immediately smiled and said, "Then Hou is almost like a barbarian." Except for the red-coated artillerymen specially trained by the young marshal, who would make these things? To be honest, I've been jealous of you. Just because of these cannons. ”

"Finally willing to tell the truth?"

"I didn't intend to hide it."

……

Two days later, at noon. The summit of the Valley of the Phantom Moon.

Qin Mubai looked at the bottom of the valley, and the Kansai army all went into battle lightly and methodically crossed the canyon, and let out a long breath.

Everything was going smoothly as planned, and he was a little relieved.

"Master, are we going to start moving when the army has completely passed through the valley?" Qin Shi asked.

"Hmm." Qin Mubai nodded and said, "I'll give it to you here later." You have followed your stepfather in the Xiangyang Iron Mine for so long, blowing up mountains and blasting, you must be an expert. Lu Youhai and the two hundred fire gods are also experts in swinging the five-fingered god thunder. I can rest assured that you will do things. ”

"The host was reassured. Xiao people can still do this little thing. Qin Shi said, "The master is really smart, how could he think of burying the five-fingered divine thunder on the cliff halfway up the mountainside?" ”

"It's not like you cut down trees to build huts that day, and reminded me." Qin Mubai smiled and said, "Look at the peaks on both sides of this valley, they are very steep, and when they reach the top of the mountain, they are almost connected, just like the canopy of trees. If you blast it from the middle of the mountainside, the top of the mountain will fall down. It's like the willow tree you cut down! Moreover, if the five-fingered divine thunder is buried in the ground, it is easy to be revealed, leading to failure. ”

"Then this dozens of miles long Grand Canyon, I really don't know how many Tubo people will be buried!" Qin Shi was stunned.

Qin Mubai was silent for a moment and said, "If it's a war, you will die." It is better to die the enemy than to die your own people. That's the reason. ”

"Xiao people know." Qin Shi gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, master!" Within two days, Xiao and the Fire God will bury all the Five-Fingered Divine Thunder! Then according to the master's orders, the Xiao people stayed here and pretended to be woodcutters, and when the Tubo army entered the valley, the Xiao people personally detonated the divine thunder and sent those barbarians to die! ”

"Everything is heartless." Qin Mubai patted him on the shoulder and solemnly admonished, "Success or failure is here." ”

"Rest assured, master!"

At this time, the Tibetan army marshal was in the tent.

"Marshal, find out! The Tang army really withdrew, and there was no one left! The general of Weiru, Danba Urzi, laughed and reported back to the Garqin Mausoleum, "The last general was ordered to personally bring thousands of soldiers to carefully investigate, and he did not let go within a radius of 100 miles, and he did not go clean!" I was in a hurry, and I didn't even bring my baggage! - By the way, the last general's brother Danba Wangjie was also rescued, and the last general asked him to go to heal and recuperate first, and the marshal can ask him for details later! ”

"How so?" Garqinling frowned suspiciously, and muttered to himself, "First Qin Mubai died suddenly, and then the Tang army came desperately to take revenge regardless of life or death, and now it suddenly withdraws!" - This brown piece by piece, there is weirdness in it! ”

"Marshal, there's nothing weird!" Danba Ulji said with a smile, "Tang Jun is not our opponent in the first place. In the past, when Qin Mubai was there, he could still rely on one breath to hold on. Now that their coach is gone, it must be a scattered mess! I heard my brother say that after Qin Mubai's death, Hou Junji, the general of the Tang army, was at odds with Xue Wan, and fought for military power. Later, I had no choice but to invite Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia, to preside over the overall situation. As a result, Li Daozong took out a military order from Qin Mubai and asked the army to withdraw! ”

"Qin Mubai's military order?" Garqin Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What's the matter?" ”

"Uh...... My brother doesn't know too much either. Danba Ulji said, "I guess, it's forged by Li Daozong, right?" People have been dead for so many days, where did the military order come from, isn't this! It is estimated that Li Daozong knew that he couldn't win the battle, and he was afraid that Xue Wanjun and those people would fight hard regardless of life and death, so he wanted to preserve his strength, so he withdrew! - That Li Daozong is a prince, his heart is towards the emperor and the court, he is different from these generals who lead troops. The last general guessed a little bit of truth, marshal? ”

Garqinling glanced at him, ignored him, and fell into deep thought.

Danba Urzi was bored and had to shut up.

After a while, Garqinling suddenly said: "Tomorrow morning, five thousand iron horsemen will accompany him, and Ben Shuai will go to Tang Ying to see it in person!" ”

"Yes!"

After noon the next day, Garqinling led 5,000 iron cavalry to the camp of the Tang army in Dafeichuan.

Everything in the camp was quite neat, and even some large horse bowls (huge iron pots used for cooking) on the earthen stoves built by the firehead army were not removed, and only some light cooking utensils and food were taken away. All the barracks, tables, chairs, and weapon racks were still there, and even the carts carrying the baggage were neatly arranged in the storeroom.

There were only men and horses, rations and weapons missing.

"It's really a rush. I don't even want my family. The greater the suspicion in Garqinling's heart, he wandered around the barracks for an hour, and his heart lit up, and he sent someone to find the Shenwu Fort.

When they climbed the fort, the Tibetans almost cheered!

"Marshal! The day before yesterday, we captured 20 mén cannons during the war, and there are still 20 méns left here and have not been evacuated! In this way, all the forty-sided cannons of Dafeichuan belong to us! Danba Ulzile exclaimed.

"What's there to laugh about?" Garqinling said coldly, "When these things are in the hands of people who can't use them, they are just a pile of broken copper and iron." Moreover, who will make such yao shells for cannons? …… These technologies are the unique skills and major secrets of the Kansai Army. Not to mention us, even other Tang Jun may not know. ”

"Then, let our blacksmiths ponder!" Danba Urzi said with a smile.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Garqinling was amused, shook his head and smiled: "Okay, you move them all back and think about them slowly." When you figure it out, I, the generalissimo, will be for you when I want. ”

"Ugh! ......" Danba Urzi was dumbfounded and didn't dare to say anything more.

After wandering around the camp for more than half an hour, the Garqin Mausoleum finally confirmed that the Tang army had indeed withdrawn cleanly. Moreover, there are no ambushes or traps left behind.

"Could it be...... Qin Mubai is really dead? Garqinling was still suspicious, and secretly said: The commander is dead, the general is not in harmony, the commander is changed in battle, and there are no dragons, which are all taboos for soldiers. According to the consistent style of the Tang Army, at this time, it was time to temporarily retreat and defend, and after the internal rectification was clear, turn over and fight again. Although Li Daozong is also a well-known general for a while, he has mostly been a prince of Qingping in recent years, and his prestige in the army is declining, so he will definitely not be able to replace Qin Mubai to command this Kansai army to continue fighting. The dragons will be defeated without their armies – so it makes sense to withdraw their troops...... But how do I think that there is a shadow of 'conspiracy' in this treacherous forest?