Chapter 2: How the War Goes
When Uncle Midnight, the centurion, took two coarse linen clothes with his head bowed and bowed his waist to enslave him, and when he walked into Gongzi Shuhua's tent again, he happened to see Gongzi Shuhua stretching out his hand to pick up the long sword hanging on the wall of the camp.
When Uncle Zi saw this, he paused slightly, then reacted, and said urgently: "Childe, what are you doing here?" As he spoke, he turned his head and said to the medical officer order in a stern tone: "The medical officer's order, the son has just woken up from a stupor, how can he move the sword?" Why do you still let Gongzi Hu come? ”
As he spoke, Uncle Gongye stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Gongzi Shuhua's shoulder, bowed his head and said, "Childe, the last general has transgressed!" The soft saddle has been prepared, and the last general will escort the son back to Chendu. ”
"Chengdu? Do you mean Chengdu, Sichuan? Yihua was slightly taken aback and exclaimed.
Uncle Ziye froze slightly, and then clenched his fists and said: "Gongzi Qiyu, it is Chendu, the capital of my Zhao Kingdom, and the last general will be ordered by the prince and the marquis to escort the prince back to Chendu with the order of the medical officer, as for the Sichuan and Chengdu that the prince said, the last general does not know." ”
"Zhao Guoguo's capital Chendu?" Yihua's eyes widened in surprise, it seemed that he had really crossed over, but he didn't know where and what dynasty the Zhao country was talking about in front of him. In memory, it is not for nothing that Zhao is the name of the country, isn't one of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States period the Zhao State? The deeds of Zhao Wuling's king Hu Fu riding and shooting have been written into the history textbook!
But in that memory of the Zhao Kingdom, the capital is definitely not in Chendu, but in Handan! In other words, the Zhao country in Yihua's memory is obviously not the Zhao country in the mouth of the uncle Midnight! So what kind of time and space did you come to, what kind of Zhao country?
Before Yihua's thoughts were straightened out, Uncle Gongye had already waved his hand, and the two slaves who had been bowing down and didn't even dare to raise their heads hurriedly stepped forward, kneeling down and prostrate in front of Yihua.
"Childe, please get on the horse." Uncle Midnight bowed to Yihua again and said.
"Get on the horse?" Yihua came back to his senses, glanced at the two coarse linen servants who were prostrate in front of his heels in surprise, his eyes widened in surprise, he turned his head to look at his uncle Midnight, and said in a lost voice: "Horse? Do you ride them like horses? ”
Listening to Yihua's words, Uncle Ziye couldn't help but pause, and the medical officer on the side took a small step forward and said in a low voice: "Childe has just recovered from a serious illness, and his mind is a little confused. ”
Uncle Ziye suddenly bowed his head slightly, and then bowed down and said to Yihua: "Childe, these two slaves were born to slaves in the army, and they were born slaves, and it is a great blessing for these two slaves to be able to make horses for Childe." ”
Listening to Uncle Midnight's words, Yihua's eyes involuntarily widened again, and he was about to open his mouth to reprimand Uncle Midnight, but the medical officer on the side stepped forward again, bowed down and shouted, "Childe." Interrupted Eva.
"If you have something to say, let it go!" Yihua glared at the medical officer angrily and said.
The medical officer didn't say anything to Yihua, but turned to Uncle Midnight and said, "Uncle Captain, Gongzi is worried about the frontline war and the safety of the prince, and wants to come to the front line to watch the battle. ”
"Childe is going to the front line to watch the battle?" Uncle Ziye paused slightly, and then categorically refused: "No, the son has just recovered from a serious illness, and the last general will be ordered by the king to escort the son back to Chendu, how can I let the son be in danger again?" Childe, this matter must not be allowed, please also ask Childe to get on the horse immediately, and return to Chendu with the end! ”
Yihua paused slightly, and then said: "Uncle Captain, I, my son-in-law is fine, but I'm a little worried about the front-line war." After a slight pause, Yihua said again: "Let me ask you, which is the victory or defeat between our army and Xue, Xue's army?" ”
"Ahead of Taniguchi, our army and the elite of the 50,000 Xue army are fighting fiercely, before dusk, it may be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and the son does not need to worry." Uncle Ziye hesitated slightly before saluting and saying.
"Fifty thousand Xue Jun? How many troops are there in our army? Yihua frowned slightly, and then asked again.
"Our army, our army also has 50,000, which is on par with Xue's army." Uncle Midnight hesitated again before he said again.
Yihua frowned slightly, and then suddenly remembered what the bearded military general said to him when he left the camp tent, the meaning of those words was not much different from that of Tuogu, the bearded general, who was clearly ready to die on the battlefield! If Zhao Jun is really on par with Xue Jun, then why should the bearded military general entrust Gu to himself?
Thinking of this, Yihua couldn't help but shout: "Uncle Midnight, are you fooling me into being ignorant? ”
Uncle Gong knelt down in the middle of the night, and said on the ground: "The last general doesn't dare, the last general doesn't dare, our army really has 30,000, and the strength is slightly inferior to Xue's army!" ”
"Slightly inferior?" Yihua asked rhetorically in a cold tone.
Uncle Midnight was startled, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and he said in a trembling voice: "Childe, the last general is just a centurion, the front-line war, the last general knows very little, what the specific battle situation is, the last general also doesn't know!" If Childe wants to know the specific battles on the front line, he has to ask the Chinese army Sima! ”
"Zhongjun Sima? Where is it now? Yihua frowned slightly and said, paused slightly, and said, "You go, find him for me!" ”
"Whoa!" Uncle Midnight hurriedly answered, got up from the ground, took a few steps back, and was about to turn around and walk out of the tent, just after taking two steps, he was stopped by Yihua again: "Wait a minute." ”
"What else does Childe command?" Uncle Midnight hurriedly turned around and bowed down and said.
Yihua reached out and took off the long sword hanging on the wall, held it in his hand, and walked towards the outside of the tent: "You take me there!" ”
Uncle Gong paused for a moment, and then bowed down and responded, "Oh." He followed closely behind Yihua and walked out of the tent.
Stepping out of the tent gate, Yihua immediately breathed a breath of fresh air, and his spirit couldn't help but be lifted, he took a deep breath, but felt that the air actually contained a faint smell of blood, and couldn't help choking and coughing violently.
Uncle Midnight hurriedly stepped forward and said with some worry: "Childe, are you okay?" ”
Yihua coughed violently a few times, waved his hand, and looked around, but saw that there were rolling tents in front and behind, left and right, between the tents, from time to time, there were stragglers running back and forth, and farther away, there were rolling green hills, dark and dark, as if holding up the entire sky.
In the valley, the sound of shouting and killing was accompanied by the sound of metal clashing with swords, and as the mountain wind reached Yihua's ears, Yihua couldn't help but frown slightly, and looked in the direction where the shouting and killing sound came from, but only saw a tall gate and several arrow towers three or four feet high arranged in front and back and left and right outside the gate.
"Childe, the largest camp tent in front is the Chinese army tent of the prince, and the camp tent of the Chinese army Sima is on the left side of the Chinese army tent." Uncle Midnight pointed to a huge and solid camp tent two or three hundred meters away in front of him and said to Yihua.
Yihua paused slightly, and then strode towards the Chinese military camp tent.
Seeing this, Uncle Midnight hurriedly waved his hand, and a servant in coarse linen clothes bowed over and led a tall horse with a red color, walked up to Uncle Midnight, bent down, and handed the reins to Uncle Midnight with both hands.
Uncle Midnight took the reins, led the horse, took a few steps forward, caught up with Yihua and said, "Why don't you ride a horse?" ”
Yihua froze slightly, turned his head and glanced at the tall horse that his uncle was holding in his hand, and then said: "I, my son has just recovered from a serious illness, and if he wants to be more active, he won't ride a horse." After a slight pause, Yihua added, "Let's just walk." ”
Uncle Ziye paused slightly, and then bowed down and responded, "Oh! As he spoke, he turned around and beckoned, and a group of cavalry, about a hundred or so, rode forward, trotted behind Uncle Midnight and Yihua, and restrained the horse's head.
"Dismount!" Uncle Midnight ordered in a cold voice.
"Whoa!" The hundred knights responded in unison, and immediately turned over and dismounted, holding the reins in their hands, and followed Uncle Midnight step by step, and followed Yihua towards the military tent in the middle of the night.
Before he reached the tent of the Chinese army, he heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the gate of the barracks in front of him, and the ground shook slightly.
Yihua didn't know what was going on, but the face of the uncle behind him changed involuntarily, and his mouth opened, as if he wanted to stop Yihua, but in the end he didn't call out.
Then, Yihua also felt the slight vibration sound from the ground, heard the sound of horses' hooves of "tuk tuk", couldn't help frowning slightly, and was about to open his mouth to ask what happened, but saw a general in helmet and armor rushing out of the camp tent next to the big tent of the Chinese army, with a few samurai, striding towards the gate, and ordered loudly as he ran: "Prepare the archers, prepare to meet the enemy!" Archers prepare, ready to meet the enemy! ”
Some soldiers rushed out of the camp tent in a panic, first a few few, and in the blink of an eye, they became dozens or hundreds, and in a short time they gathered hundreds, nearly a thousand.
All the men, under the orders of their respective chiefs and centurions, armed with bows and arrows, and swords, guns, swords, halberds, and ran towards the fence on the outskirts of the camp in some confusion.
Yihua's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly rushed to the front, at this time, no one said, he also knew what was going on, it was obvious that the front was either the enemy attacking, or the Zhao army was defeated, and behind the defeat, it was likely to be followed by the Xue army, so the entire battalion would look like a big enemy.
It took about seven or eight minutes before and after, and before Yihua ran to the side of the big camp, the Zhao army who stayed behind the camp had already assembled behind the fence, and on the fence there was a three- or four-zhang high arrow tower erected more than ten meters away, and it was also covered with Zhao Jun who were waiting for him with bows and arrows.
On the high platform of one hundred and ten steps behind the gate, a infantry captain next to Sima of the Chinese army saw the elite soldiers of the hundred cavalry escorting Yihua, and hurriedly pointed to the direction where Yihua came and said to Sima of the Chinese army: "Sima, look! ”
Sima Su Fu of the Chinese army looked in the direction of the finger of the captain of the infantry army, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he hurriedly trotted down the high platform, trotted to Yihua with a few captains, knelt down on one knee and said: "The last general Su Fu, meet the son!" ”
"General Su, please get up!" Yihua learned what he looked like in the ancient costume TV, took a step forward, bowed down and helped Su Fu up. After a slight pause, Yihua asked again, "General Su, how is the war?" ”
"The scout has come to report, the battle on the front line has been slightly setback, and the prince is leading the army back to the camp."