"Zhang Heng led 8,000 elite soldiers to retreat to the small city of Mangshan fifty miles away; Once Yancheng is lost, I want you to do everything you can to prevent the Qi army from moving forward; Xia Ba, the Qi army will attack the city with all its strength in order not to delay the time, the rear must be empty, you take a thousand men and horses, set off from the south gate before the siege of the Northern Qi army, and ambush at the foot of the Autumn Leaf Mountain, once our army and the Qi army are engaged, immediately raid the Qi army, set fire to the grain, cut off the supply of the Qi army, and the Qi army will be difficult to advance again! ”

"However, if the Qi army returns to defense, I am afraid you will have no way to retreat."

Gao Ling stared at Xia Ba, Xia Ba didn't drag the mud and water at all, and stretched out his hand to take the arrow.

Gao Ling scolded with a smile: "Silly boy! ”

Zhang Heng also took the arrow and asked suspiciously: "What about you, general?" ”

Gao Ling said with a smile: "Zhang Heng, when I looked at the annals of Great Qin, I found that at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China eight hundred years ago, there were still constant wars between the three kingdoms of Qin, Qi and Chu. ”

Zhang Heng raised his head: "Fight to the death!" ”

"When you retreat, take away all the grain and grass in Yancheng!"

Zhang Heng and Xia Ba glanced at each other, knowing that it was useless to say anything, so they silently withdrew from the mansion.

Outside the hall, Zhang Heng and Xia Ba stood side by side.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes, his brows furrowed.

"I finally don't have to listen to your nagging from now on."

Xia Ba's tone was surprisingly gentle.

Zhang Heng didn't answer, just stared at the snowflakes in his hands, and suddenly clenched his fists.

"Silly big man, what does the general mean is that if you succeed, you can still retreat north?"

"Haha, you can also kill some Northern Qi people as a backing when you are dying!" Xia Ba laughed.

Zhang Heng shook his head: "No, what the general wants us to do is not just to block the Northern Qi march. ”

"What is Big Brother going to do?"

Zhang Heng clutched his cuffs and said: "The eldest brother has been loyal to the liver and righteous courage for twenty years, and he has never been selfish for the birth and death of the Great Qin court, and the court is not benevolent!" ”

Xia Ba kicked in the air, bringing up a burst of snowflakes: "Those wine bags and rice bags in the court!" If you want me to say, earlier, you should have led troops to attack the palace and let the eldest brother sit on that chair, how can there be so many things. ”

Zhang Heng sneered.

Xia Ba was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Zhang Heng looked at the scattered snowflakes in the sky and sighed: "I think what you said is right!" ”

Xia Ba looked stunned, for the first time in so many years, he heard Zhang Heng agree with his views.

Zhang Heng turned his head, looked at Xia Ba's eyes and said, "Remember, after the matter is completed, escape into Northern Qi, find a place to hide, don't make trouble, don't be impulsive when you hear any news!" ”

Before Xia Ba could ask clearly, Zhang Heng walked away quickly.

In the stable in the backyard of the city lord's mansion, Gao Ling threw the last bundle of hay into the manger.

"You must feed the horses before the great war, as you did before."

Gao Ling didn't look back, and knew that the person who came was Zhang Heng.

Laughed and shook his head: "You don't always know I'm here." ”

"He's gone?" Gao Ling asked.

"This stupid big man, but he didn't know that you were going to die, he knew that your big brother was invincible."

Gao Ling laughed, and poured the hay from his manger into the other two mangers.

"Big brother, retreat, go out of the city to meet the enemy, I'm not bad."

Gao Ling glanced at Zhang Heng carefully: "Why are you confused?" The Qi army is coming at me, and if you don't see me, you will definitely be suspicious. ”

"Besides, I can rest assured that you will cut off the back road!"

Zhang Heng knew that it was nonsense to say anything more, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing this, Gao Ling circled around Zhang Heng in surprise: "Yo, my Zhang Dajun is about to shed tears?" That big Chu Hongchen list can write you as a character like a demon god! ”

Zhang Heng raised his head suddenly: "I... I didn't. ”

Seeing this, Gao Ling smiled stupidly: "You should know the intention of doing this, if I die in battle, I can only trust you and Xia Ba after my death, Xia Ba enters the Northern Qi and you retreat to Mang Mountain, only in this way can my Gao family and Xing'er have shelter in the future." ”

Zhang Heng nodded.

Zhang Heng moved the stool beside him and sat under the stable with Gao Ling.

Zhang Heng suddenly spoke: "Big brother, your scandal was recorded in the Hongchen record, is it true or false?" ”

"Really."

"Big brother, tell me, how does it feel to be seventh on the "power list"? ”

"I don't feel anything."

"Big brother, how did you choose Xing'er's name?"

"I found it in an ancient book."

"Big Brother ......"

Zhang Heng is particularly envious of Xia Ba, since he played hide and seek in the alleys of Gaofu that year, he recognized Gao Ling as the big brother, he called too little, he wanted to make up for it at this time, he wanted to call the eldest brother, and he could call back the three bare-ass children in Jiangling Mansion that year.

………

Gao Ling pointed to the deciduous valley in the distance, only to see that the fire was in the sky and the smoke was filled.

The third prince hurriedly looked behind him.

His heart burned with rage, and a stream of blood spurted out.

"Gao Ling, if you really burn the grain and grass, I won't be able to attack your Qin State!"

Jinghui shouted.

Gao Ling chuckled: "Zhang Heng has already defended Mangshan Mountain, lacking food and grass, if you really think that you can capture the city that Zhang Heng is guarding, it is not in vain for the young hero." ”

Seeing this, Bei Kuo jumped like thunder and shouted: "Archer, shoot through Lao Tzu!" ”

Before he could stop it, the bow and arrow had been fired, and Jing Hui had to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and sit on the horse.

"Whew~", dense arrows rained down from the sky.

Gao Ling's big knife supported his body, coughed lightly, thinking of the scandal on the "Red Dust List" that Zhang Heng said before, Gao Ling had asked someone to buy a copy from Da Chu, about his own page, Gao Ling has read it countless times, it is a record of the love story of a young general who has just become famous and a Jiangnan woman, the story is very short, but it is Gao Ling's life to remember.

The rain of arrows approached, Gao Ling's eyes were slightly closed, he seemed to have a dream, in a dream in a secluded mountain village with curling smoke, he chopped wood and cooked rice, a breeze blew, and the birds in the mountains and forests circled and fell back into the forest.

The rain of arrows pierced his body, along with the letter in Gao Ling's arms, and the historians in the future will also speculate about what letter Emperor Wen left for Gao Ling and what content he wrote, so that the general who could decide the fate of Daqin would die willingly for Daqin, some people say that Gao Ling wants to become famous in a war, and some people say that it is because Gao Ling's family is seized in Jiangling Mansion, what kind of causes and consequences are there, but no one believes it, all this is just from a moonlit night, a big hall, the spirit of the three teenagers started.

The third prince, Jinghui, lightly pulled the reins, walked to the dead and unfallen Gao Ling, dismounted, and bowed deeply.

"Retreat thirty miles, the three armies are dressed in black, and General Gao is buried thickly!"

Bei Kuo stepped forward and said, "Why don't you return the body to the Qin State." ”

Jing Hui looked at the tall Yancheng with some nostalgia, and said indignantly: "The Qin State is not worthy of Gaoling. ”

Stepping on the horse, Jing Hui looked back at Bei Kuo and said with a smile: "General, before retreating to Daqi, I have to ask you to do one more thing." ”

For some reason, Bei Kuo looked at Jing Hui's smile, and his body, which had been unmoved by the cold in Northern Xinjiang before, felt a chill.