Inside the tent, the Turkic national teacher glared at Fang Zheng with a sad and angry face. And Fang Zheng's dry smile made the atmosphere fall silent for a while.

Mo Jianlian really felt wronged.

Times have changed, this time and that time, he understands. Now the national strength of the Turks is different from the past, several years of civil war, exhausted the country's resources, the population is also declining rapidly, forced by the silent sip can only rely on the wings of the Chinese Dynasty to survive, the so-called weak country has no diplomacy, the national strength is not as good as the Chinese Dynasty, Mo Thorn is helpless, can only try to be patient in everything, not to conflict with the Chinese Dynasty, he believes that as long as he defeats the Mo Si, he will be able to show his ambitions on the steppe, there is always something to do, the Turks will be stronger than the Chinese Dynasty sooner or later.

But the Northern Expedition commander sent by the Hua Dynasty was inevitably too bullying!

From the first day he led the army to the grassland, he has been taking advantage of it in a provocative way, and he has done so many things without virtue, but he himself still seems to be unaware, looking at the innocent and pure appearance of the Marshal Fang in front of him, Mo Jian couldn't wait to pull out his knife and slash him to death!

Mo Jian is getting old, but he is not the impulsive young man who used to be enthusiastic and ignited. After so many years in a high position, he understands the truth of being calm in everything.

But now, he really wanted not to calm down. How many years! How many years have there been no such impulses!

There was silence in the tent for a long time, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, and then put a smirk on his face, and said: "National teacher, we are allies who are like siblings, why bother with trivial matters?" Forget it, I promise I won't take advantage of you again in the future."

Thinking about the bleak scene in the Turkic camp, Fang Zheng seemed to regret and touched his mouth: "In fact, you don't have any advantage for me to take advantage of, alas"

Mo Jianlian was furious and said: "You have dismantled the old man's camp to pieces, the little khan has also been bullied by you, and the food has also been wiped out by you, just forget it?" ”

Fang Zheng sighed heavily, he felt very helpless to be such a stingy allied partner.

Look back on the days after you entered the prairie. He was dejected and found that except for the battle order to annihilate Chai Mengshan once, the rest of his days were basically fighting with this old national teacher......

Okay, don't put gold on your face, it's a bit exaggerated to say that you are fighting bravely and fighting wits, in fact, you are constantly talking with Mo Jian about some trivial things, just like buying vegetables in the vegetable market, I will give you a dime less today, and you will take half of my Huang Zhi tomorrow."

This kind of life is really boring, Fang Zheng feels that since he is the commander of the three armies, let alone winning a hundred battles, at least he should be positive and self-motivated.

Looking up at the outside of the tent, Fang Zheng diverted the topic, and his eyes were full of affectionate arias: "Ah." What a dazzling sunshine, it must be a good day today."

Mo Jianlian said coldly with a calm face: "Marshal Fang, it's only the fourth watch now, and the sun hasn't risen yet.

Fang Zheng:

There was a long silence.

"National teacher, are you hungry? I'll get you some supper."

"Humph! The old man is full of anger, not hungry! ”

Silence continues.

Fang Zheng has a toothache, this old guy is here to find a ballast today? Lao Tzu's posture is so low, what do you want? Didn't he take advantage of you a few times, why did he look like Lao Tzu had dug up your ancestral grave? I knew that Lao Tzu would ambush 500 axemen outside the tent and kill you and pull you down......

"National teacher, you came to my camp in person in the middle of the night, there should be something else besides complaining, right?" Fang Zheng didn't want to dwell on this matter too much, so he diverted the topic and asked.

Mo Jianlian's expression stiffened, and his expression changed several times. Finally sighed, and said a little dejectedly: "The old man and the old man took stock of the grain and grass in the camp at night, and found that it had all been rectified, and my Turkic camp was out of food from today, so the old man came here to ask Marshal Fang for help, and asked the marshal to allocate some grain and grass to the old man for emergency. ”

Fang Zheng listened with a smile, and after Mo Jianlian finished speaking, Fang Zheng smiled and said: "You and I are allies, and we should share the funding of grain and grass, so don't worry, the national teacher can rest assured." I'll call you right away. ”

Ignoring Mo Jianlian's stunned eyes, Fang Zheng turned his head sideways and said to Wen Sen, "Go and pass on my order." Ordered the quartermaster to send ten days of food and grass to the Turkic battalion. to solve the urgent needs of the national teacher"

Silent Thorn opened his mouth in surprise, what does this mean? In the past, when he asked him for food and grass, he always pushed back, why is he so generous today? Could it be that there is fraud in it? Mo Jian even looked horizontally and vertically, and felt that this Marshal Fang was not such a generous person, if he wanted to give anything, he would have to take back ten times and a hundred times what was this guy's idea? What does he want?

Mo Jianlian had prepared some rhetoric, and even thought of threatening words, if the Hua Dynasty did not give grain and grass again, he would definitely lead his army to the east. Go to Liaozhou, so that the soldiers of Mo Si will be directed at Youzhou and the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Hua Dynasty, and let them fight by themselves.

But he never expected that Fang Zheng would agree to give him grain and grass so readily today, making his carefully prepared rhetoric useless.

Mo Jianlian's face twitched a few times, pressed his stomach full of suspicion, showed a look of joy, and said with a smile: "In this way, the old man thanks the marshal for his generous support."

After a pause, Mo Jianlian said cautiously: "Well, the old man will report to the marshal first, and the old man has no money." ”

Fang Zheng paused, and then smiled: "It's okay. I don't want your money for this grain and grass, I give it away for free, do I look like the kind of person who blackmails the Allies? Old Mo. We have known each other for so long, and I believe that your character is clear

Of course, your character is clear to the old man, and it is because he is clear that the old man has to be more careful.

Mo Jianlian hesitated for a moment, and said: "Our Turkic women are not as beautiful as the women of the Hua Dynasty, and it is okay to do rough work."

Fang Zheng's face turned a little dark: "I don't need you to send Turkic women, this handsome person doesn't like women"

"The old man's camp has nothing for you to dismantle" "Quack, quack! "My Dazhuo only tastes good, and I don't need to dismantle your Dayingzhou anymore※

"You bring your relatives to eat and drink, but you eat your own grain and grass, and the old man has to take care of you after eating.

Continue to grit your teeth" "No, we have our own food and grass!" ”

Little Khan's little ** can't be played anymore, and if you play it again, you'll be the last one."

Fang Zheng: "

"National teacher, you can talk to Rory, I think I'll change my mind."

"Ah, old man, don't talk about it, thank you Marshal Fang for your generous funding, my Turkic people are grateful to the marshal."

After getting the grain and grass, Mo Jianlian's mental exercise was obviously much better, and his eyes looking at Fang Zheng were full of kindness, he stroked his beard elegantly, and kept smiling at Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng is also laughing, there is a bottom line for everything, the bottom line is enough, it is time to give him some benefits, and then talk about the one he set. The bureau was originally aimed at all the Turks, and Mo Jian Lian Ruoge filmed ** and left, how can this scene be sung?

The two of them thought about their own interests, and they were both very satisfied, and then they looked up at each other, and the two laughed again, and smiled very comfortably.

After sitting in the tent for a while, Mo Jian arched his hand and said, "Marshal Fang, your battalion sent out all the 100,000 troops yesterday afternoon to annihilate the headquarters of Chai Mengshan, can the marshal be sure of victory in this move?" ”

Fang Zheng blinked and said with a smile: "If 100,000 people can't even settle the more than 20,000 people in Chai Mengshan. I can find a crooked neck tree and hang it as soon as possible, and what kind of bird fight will I fight, the national teacher can rest assured. Annihilating Chai Mengshan, it will be much easier for us to deal with Mo Si, and Ben Shuai will definitely do his best. Help the National Teacher and the Little Khan to restore the country

Mo Jianlian nodded, and frowned again: "But Chai Mengshan is easy to get rid of, and Mo Si's pursuers are not easy to block." Mumeng Mountain and the Mosi camp are less than a hundred miles apart, the two battalions echo each other, reinforcements can arrive within an hour, if your country wants to cut off Chai Mengshan, I'm afraid the casualties are not small.

Fang Zheng's eyebrows jumped, and he said with a smile: "War always kills people, this is something that can't be helped." What I can do is to try to minimize the casualties to the minimum and not let the soldiers die in vain, I have confidence in Qin Chong and Feng Qiudao, they are a generation of famous generals. I know how to advance and retreat. ”

Mo Jianlian looked at Fang Zhengren for a while, and then he smiled and said, "General Qin and General Feng of your country. The old man has long been known in the grasslands, and I believe that the true gods will bless them, and they will bring a satisfactory result to the marshal."

The commander of the Mojian Company breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If Chai Mengshan is removed, we will have at least a sixty percent chance of winning in a battle with Mo Si, and the old man can rest assured."

Fang Zheng said: "According to the opinion of the national teacher, if the department of Chai Mengshan is annihilated, what will Mo Si do next?" ”

Mo Jian smiled and said, "How to do it?" In addition to his thunderous thunder, of course, he has raised his army to fight us to the death

Fang Zheng was surprised: "Enter the decisive battle so soon? Sip too impulsively, right? How do I think he looks like a hairy lad who can't hold his breath?"

Mo Jian smiled and said: "The old man has been fighting with Mo Si for several years, and people know a lot about him. Mo Si was too confident in the Turkic warriors under his command, and he thought that nothing in the world could stop him from moving forward, no matter how sharp his sword. No matter how strong the walls are, the warriors under his command can defeat them in one fell swoop, and his self-confidence has slowly evolved into conceit

"Mo Si launched a decisive battle, it was not an impulse, he had a reason to have to start a decisive battle as soon as possible

"First, the Turkic tribes have been fighting civil wars for several years, and even the most brave warriors cannot withstand the incessant conquest for several years, and in the past few years, the warriors' knives have become dull, their arrows have become unfavorable, and even their morale has become tired

"Second, the Hua Dynasty has always pursued war defense, but this time it suddenly sent a large army to take the initiative to go north, which made Mo Si feel dangerous, plus you and I joined forces, in terms of troops, it has slightly surpassed him, and he must use a victory to consolidate his invincible confidence

"Third, the loss of war to a country and nation is huge, a few years later, the old man only has 50,000 soldiers left, and he has to rely on your country to fund us with food, grass and weapons. The daily consumption of grain and grass by his army, the number of troops lost in each battle, the weapons discarded, etc., these are huge numbers, in order to feed his soldiers, he must launch a decisive battle as soon as possible, and defeat us in one fell swoop, and from then on the grassland and the Hua Dynasty will be a flat river for him, and there will be no one to stop his plundering operations."

After Mo Jianlian finished speaking, he looked at Fang Zheng with a smile: "Marshal Fang, if Chai Mengshan has been removed, the decisive battle to decide who is the master of the grassland and the Hua Dynasty will come soon, and the old man will wait for the marshal to play a triumphant song."

Fang Zheng's expression changed several times, the more he listened to Mo Jianlian's words, the more reasonable it became, it seemed that Mo Si that guy would really do his best to start a decisive battle early. Do you have a chance of winning?

Fang Zheng felt the pressure.

Looking at Mo Jianlian's smiling expression as he stroked his beard, Fang Zheng understood that this old guy planned to preserve his strength and sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. It doesn't matter who wins or loses. He will rush forward to seize the fruits of victory, old treacherous and slippery guy, good calculation, how can I let you get your wish?

In the valley by the Yu River.

The rain of arrows in the sky was mercilessly fired at the Turkic army led by Dattata, and there were constantly people screaming and falling off their horses, and countless horses let out a long and mournful neighing after being hit by arrows.

In the narrow valley, blood flowed all over the ground, countless corpses lay in a mess, and were trampled by panicked war horses, and the whole scene was worse than hell.

At the end of the valley, Feng Qiudao was immediately at the head of the formation, unmoved by the hellish scene in front of him, his expression was as cold and hard as usual, and the light in his eyes was nothing but indifference. There are a few

"Keep firing the arrows!" The mother enemy knife coldly ordered.

Kill one more, the enemy, and the decisive battle with Mo Si in the future will have one more chance of winning, as a general, Feng Qiudao understands better than anyone else.

The herald beside him began to wave the flag vigorously. The war drums behind the Chinese army were beating, knocking, and inspiring.

On the mountain packs on both sides of the valley, the archers heard the order, and once again opened their bows and arrows, and a round of fierce arrows fired mercilessly at the Turkic army trapped in the valley.

There were countless terrible screams in my ears. Dattata's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he raised his scimitar. Blocked a few sharp arrows that were fired at him, and then hissed and shouted, "The rear team will change to the front team, and withdraw from the valley immediately, quickly!" ”

"We will spread out our formation on the grassland outside the valley and fight to the death with these hateful and despicable Hua Dynasty people!"

In a panic, Data slashed several Turkic warriors who were in the middle of the road and fled for their lives. And sternly gave the order to retreat.

Braving a rain of arrows. It took two pillars of incense for Dattata to finally lead his army out of the valley.

The Fart People were born kings of the grasslands, and as soon as they exited the hellish valley and returned to the grasslands, they immediately calmed down, lined up in a neat line according to the usual wartime formation, their scimitars unsheathed, and the sparks of hatred appeared in everyone's eyes, staring at the dark narrow passage in the middle of the valley.

Dattata was so angry that his face was deformed, and he rode in front of the battle, his face hideous, and he hissed in his throat and said: "Count the casualties immediately, quickly!" ”

The centurion and the thousand-legon counted the casualties in turn, and Dattata listened to the casualty statistics, his face turned pale, and he suddenly tore the robes he was wearing, and raised his head and roared like a wounded beast.

From entering the valley to hastily withdrawing, in a total of more than half an hour, the Turkic army suffered nearly 10,000 casualties, a shocking figure that made Dattata angry.

As the main general, he is even more worried about his fate. On the orders of the Mosi Khan, he ** 50,000 elite cavalry, which account for half of all the troops of the current Mosi, but because of the treachery of the Chinese Dynasty, he strayed into the valley, and 10,000 people were broken in more than half an hour.

Not to mention that Chai Mengshan has been completely wiped out. Faced with such a war situation, how will he withstand the wrath of the Mosi Khan when he returns?

Gritting his teeth, Dattata blushed. Raising the scimitar in his hand, he shouted: "My heroic warriors, only the heads and blood of the enemy can wash away our shame!" in order to appease the wrath of the great Mur Khan! ”

"Kill the people of the Hua Dynasty!" All the Turkic warriors raised their voices when an ambush was encountered in the valley. For them, it is indeed a very shameful thing.

Thousands of scimitars are unsheathed, in the early morning sun. Emitting dazzling white light, the silent grassland was covered with war clouds for a moment, and a strong killing machine spread inside and outside the valley.

"Despicable Hua Dynasty people! Do you dare to come out and fight me to the death? ”

"General, what should I do? War or Retreat? ”

In the valley, watching the black-pressed Turks line up their offensive formations, quietly waiting for them to go out to fight with them, the generals of the Hua Dynasty felt palpitations slightly.

Feng Qiudao silently stared at the angry and ruined Data Tower in the distance, waving his scimitar and riding his horse back and forth in front of the formation, for a long time, Feng Qiudao's eyes showed a contemptuous light.

This reckless man! Back then, the capital negotiated with Marshal Fang, but he didn't take the slightest advantage, and now he has another one in the Gonggu. suffered a big loss, and clamored to fight me to the death

After so many years, why hasn't he grown at all?

"If he wants to fight to the death, General Ben must fight? What kind of thing is he? ”

Feng Qiudao snorted contemptuously, and ordered lightly: "We will stay in this valley without fighting or retreating." ”

The generals around him are puzzled, and they will not fight or retreat? What does this mean?

Feng Qiudao looked around at the generals and said in a deep voice: "If we don't fight, it's because we can't win, and today we annihilated 10,000 cavalry in the valley, not by the bravery of our Hua Dynasty, but by strategy, but if we face to face with them in a decisive battle with swords and guns, Ben will say a word of discouragement, we are not his opponents, so we can't fight!" ”

"There are still 40,000 people under Dattata's command, and we only have 50,000, so we don't have much advantage in terms of troops. At the same time, we can't retreat, once the army retreats, Datata will cover up, and he will force us to have a decisive battle with him, so we can't retreat. ”

The generals asked anxiously, "Then what should we do?" Will you stay in this valley all the time? ”

Feng Qiudao showed a rare smile and said: "Marshal Fang's military order to the general is to ensure the smooth retreat of General Qin's troops, we did it, and we also annihilated the 10,000 elite cavalry of Datata, the battle has been fruitful, we must be content, too much, we must save our troops, and wait for the decisive battle between Mo Si and Marshal Fang, that." The time is the time for us to give up our lives to serve our homeland and country. It would be unwise to go head-to-head with the enemy now. ”

"What if Dattataro attacks the valley?"

"He didn't dare, he just suffered a big loss, how could a reckless man like him dare to eat it a second time?"

"But General, are we always facing each other like this?"

Feng Qiudao said with a smile: "No, in less than two hours, Mo Si will ask him to return to the camp, Mo Si is not a generous person, he will not allow his subordinates to risk tens of thousands of troops." "The following doesn't count as word counts...

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