Chapter 175 is here

How many days Fang Xie had been locked up in the secret prison of the Ouchi Guards, he himself had no idea at all. In such a place where black and white are confused day and night, it is very difficult and difficult to grasp the time. But fortunately, after Zhuo Buyi's visit and departure, he was no longer alone.

Qiu Yu would come every day, either because of her apologies for the boy or because of her curiosity about this body, but no matter what the reason, Fang Xie had to have respect for her. Professor Ning Yan said that on the day Fang Xie was detained and put in prison, Qiu Yu smashed Dean Zhou's desk in anger and demolished Dean Zhou's house, which requires great courage to do. Fang Xie was sure that there were definitely not many people who dared to do this in the Martial Arts Academy, and Professor Qiu was just the only one.

Just a few words are already entitlement, not to mention the barbaric demolition of Dean Zhou's room.

Fang Xie once asked Qiu Yu how it felt to smash Dean Zhou's desk and demolish his house. Just when Qiu Yu was about to leave and return to the martial arts academy, the woman walked with her hands in her hands, and when she walked to the door, her footsteps paused slightly, and then she said a word without looking back.

"Cool"

So Fang Xie was sure that this woman must not be provoked.

When he was free, he couldn't help but think, how long would he be locked up? Locked up like this, killed or killed, and pardoned or forgiven, is the most refreshing state of mind. Fortunately, Professor Ning Yan's words made him understand a lot of things, so he gradually calmed down. Although I can't enjoy it yet, I can barely read calmly and steadily, and practice quietly and steadfastly.

What he didn't know was that His Majesty the Emperor had actually forgotten about him during these days.

The war in the northwest has reached the point when it is about to break out, hundreds of thousands of troops transferred to the northwest from other provinces have been put in place, enough supplies for the million army have also been put in place, plus the garrisons of the northwest provinces, the border army, and now there are no less than 700,000 people and horses gathered in Shandong Province. At this point, there is no need to hide anything.

And Fan Gucheng has become even more important.

Chang'an City has entered winter, and it is naturally colder on Fangu's side, which makes people uncomfortable. However, there were no four seasons here, but further west, and the climate gradually warmed in the depths of the Mengyuan Empire. It is said that the Golden Tent is like spring all year round, but no one in the Great Sui has seen it.

Further west of Fan Gu, across the Wolf Milk Mountains, was the territory of the Mandu Banner of the Mengyuan Empire. There is basically no difference here from Fan Gu, except that the wind seems to be a little stronger. Mandu Latu, the leader of the Mandu banner, was a hard-line main battle faction, and he had always advocated fighting against the Great Sui. Over the years, the friction between the Northwest Frontier Army of the Great Sui and the Mengyuan Frontier Army was mostly due to the instructions of this Mandu Latu.

There is Nirvana City opposite the Wolf Milk Mountain, which is the easternmost border city of Mengyuan. There are 2,000 Mengyuan cavalry in Nirvana City, and the general is the rising star of the Mandu family, the Mandu wolf.

Hundreds of thousands of male soldiers of the Great Sui gathered in Shandong Province, and the Mandu wolves naturally knew about it. On the day he got the news, he sent people back to Yuntai City, the city of Mandu Qizhi, overnight. The Mandu Banner is a relatively small one in the territory of the Mengyuan Banners, but it also has a scale of thousands of miles. Mandu Ratu has some blood relationship with the Golden Family, although it is extremely remote, but this blood relationship allows him to justifiably call himself a nobleman.

The golden family that ruled the Mengyuan Dynasty was surnamed Kuketai Meng, and the meaning of the Mengyuan language was a wolf with wings, and the name of the current Great Khan was Koketai Mengge, and the Great Sui people used to call him Mengke. The Golden Family has ruled this vast grassland for thousands of years, and it has been dozens of generations since the first King Dalun Ming crowned the Golden Family in the Great Snow Mountain.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the grassland was ruled by dark demons, and the herdsmen had to sacrifice the living people every year, and they also sacrificed almost all the cattle and sheep, and the people were not able to make a living. Later, when the Dark Devil's Emissary arrived in the territory of the Koktaimon family, the young clan leader Koktaimeng Kuang killed the Devil's Emissary with a scimitar, and stood on the snowy mountain to issue a command to the entire grassland to overthrow the demon's rule.

The herdsmen of various tribes, who had been oppressed for too long, responded one after another, raised troops to follow Meng Kuo, and after hundreds of battles, large and small, finally defeated the demon army. With the help of the first generation of Buddhism, King Dalun Ming, he killed the powerful demon and established the powerful Mengyuan Empire.

Mong, representing the Koktaimon family. Yuan, which represents the endless meaning of beginning and repeating. It is said that the name of this empire was also given by King Ohnabi.

Of course, this is just legend. But there is no doubt that Buddhism played a crucial role in the war of the Koktaimeng family to unify the grasslands. Every Mengyuan Great Khan is a sincere disciple of Buddhism and worships under the Great Wheel Ming King as a disciple, although this is just a false name, the Great Khan will not really cultivate in the Great Snow Mountain, but this false name is the most effective means to help the Koktaimeng family rule the grassland.

The authority of the Golden Family, Koktaimon, was unquestionable, and anyone who dared to offend the Golden Family would be punished with the most severe punishment and exterminated.

Although the Mengyuan Dynasty did not have a very clear division of labor in the court like the Central Plains Empire, it already had a very perfect mechanism after thousands of years. The biggest difference with the Central Plains countries is that the Meng Yuan have always believed in force, and in their opinion, those literati who can write poetry in the Central Plains are like clowns who perform acrobatics in their country, and it is difficult for them to understand that the emperor of the Central Plains will let those who have no power to control the dynasty.

In the eyes of the Mengyuan people, only samurai are worthy of respect.

Mandu Ratu is already in his fifties, he has always hoped that in his lifetime he can lead the fierce steppe cavalry to fight the Sui people to the death, he thought that he would not live that day, but God favored, the war came suddenly without warning.

When he received the urgent report from the Mandu wolf, Mandu Latu, who had already grown gray, was silent for a long time. He suddenly felt a little panicked, not knowing whether he should be angry or happy.

For war, people in their fifties have long understood a truth.

War...... It's never rosy.

The Mandu family's tough attitude towards the Great Sui was just out of habit. And when the war really came, Mandu Latu realized that he had been clamoring for decades, but he was still not ready.

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He Dazhuang is a veteran who has been in the army for seven years and belongs to the Right Xiaowei. When he first joined the army, he always imagined that one day he would step on the land of the enemy country with a horizontal sword like his father, cut off the heads of all those who dared to resist the Great Sui army, and carry them in his hands for military merits.

His father was also a soldier of the Great Sui Right Guard, and once participated in the war to destroy the Shang. His entire childhood was spent in his father's memories. He liked that kind of story, and he liked to see his father's face as red as if he was drunk when he was excited, and the irrepressible heat in his eyes.

Although his father did not get a long position until he retired from old age, he still could not stop the pride of the old man for decades, and his father's story was full of killing, plunder, and adultery with enemy women, but his father did not think that this was a betrayal of his mother, on the contrary, even his mother did not feel that there was anything wrong with doing so.

When He Dazhuang was a teenager, his favorite game was to wield the wooden knife his father sharpened for him and play against his friends in the village. The weakest children were always forced to pretend to be merchant soldiers, while the stronger children always competed for the opportunity to play the role of the Sui army.

He Dazhuang was very helpless that he was very short when he was a child. The one who is always bullied, he always plays the enemy of the Great Sui in the games he loves to play since he was a child. And then died under someone else's wooden knife, which made him unhappy, but it didn't stop him from liking the game.

He felt that one day, he would grow tall and burly. He took over the coat of the Great Sui soldiers from his father's hand and took over the incomparably sharp horizontal knife. Become the protagonist on the battlefield and trample all the enemies under your feet.

He dreamed for many years, until he actually became a soldier.

For the first two years of his enlistment, he maintained his thirst for war. But as he got older and more mature in his thinking, he found that he was a little afraid of war, and he didn't dare to mention such worries to anyone, because he was afraid of being ridiculed by others, as a member of the Great Sui soldiers, how could he be afraid of fighting?

Although he is really burly and tall now, although what he holds in his hand is no longer a wooden knife but a real horizontal knife.

He was proud of his father, and his father was equally proud of him. My father has never done anything long in his life, and He Dazhuang has been promoted to the team leader for five years after joining the army. He had fifty elite soldiers under him, and whenever he mentioned it, his father would smile triumphantly and keep his mouth shut.

Just over a year ago, the luck of being promoted again favored him, and He Dazhuang was promoted to brigade leader, with a hundred soldiers under his command.

But he was not happy with this promotion.

The killing more than a year ago still keeps him awake. Together with many of his comrades from the Right Guard, he left the garrison and arrived at this place called Fangu. That night, they were ordered to storm the town and kill everyone completely.

The order above said that those people of Fangu had been bought by the Mengyuan people. They shamefully betrayed the country's intelligence, and no longer belong to the proud Sui people. Angry soldiers rushed in and killed every strange face. The people who were still asleep were all stabbed, including the elderly, women, and children.

That night, He Dazhuang also killed a lot of people.

Anger blindfolded him, and killing stained his hands red. When he finally stopped, he calmed down and suddenly felt a chill in his back.

Those people who were slaughtered were really Meng Yuan's spies?

He couldn't be sure, and he didn't dare to verify it.

He heard that the original defenders of Fangu had been killed. Just half a day before they rushed into Fangu City, the 800 border troops were crushed into pulp by the heavy cavalry under the command of the general.

These things have become a nightmare that he can never get rid of. I don't know how many nights he woke up from his dreams drenched in sweat. The faces of the women and children still linger in my mind.

He began to drink heavily, and the amount of alcohol he drank became heavier, but he became less and less prone to getting drunk.

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He Dazhuang looked back at the soldiers following him, and he pressed his hand down to signal the soldiers to bow down. A hundred soldiers armed to the teeth followed him closely, two squads guarding his flanks, one on the left and one on the right. They set out from Fangu at nightfall, and then lurked on the Wolf Milk Mountain for a whole night.

Sui Jun knew that the Mengyuan people had set up a lot of secret posts on the Wolf Milk Mountain, but they never cared. The existence of those secret sentinels is precisely the proof that the Mengyuan people are afraid of the Sui army. They were afraid that the Sui people would cross the Wolf Milk Mountain, so they sneakily stationed a lot of scouts on the mountain.

He Dazhuang's task was to clean up the Mengyuan scouts on the mountain overnight.

This night, He Dazhuang and the others quietly killed at least twenty Mengyuan scouts. Before dawn, there was still one last place left to arrive. It was the highest point of the Wolf Milk Mountain, and at least thirty Mengyuan soldiers were stationed here for a long time. When he saw Meng Yuan's scout wearing a leather helmet and gray leather armor appear a hundred meters away, He Dazhuang rubbed his frowning brows and shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"Outflank in two teams, one team goes around to the other side of the mountain to prevent anyone from escaping, and the other team follows me and goes up."

He commanded in a low voice, and then slowly aimed the crossbow at the end of the crossbow and walked into the thirty-meter Inner Mongolia Yuan scout.

"Kill!"

A low roar squeezed out of his throat, and several crossbow arrows shot out at the same time, knocking Meng Yuanren to the ground. He stood up and drew his horizontal knife: "Great Sui! ”

"Onward!"

The soldiers shouted and rushed towards the last of the Mengyuan strongholds on the Wolf Milk Mountain.

war

Here it comes.