Chapter 63: On the Undercurrent
"Little Khan, it's already dark, and it's easy to get lost in the mountains, I'm afraid I can't find them." Ansuiga added from the side.
"Yes, yes." Tutun was pardoned, and hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
Sha Boluo didn't embarrass this poor Tutun anymore, waved him to retreat, and said to himself: "Strange, what are the 2,000 Zhou army doing in the mountains? ”
An Suiga had a thought in his mind, and he startled himself: "Little Khan, maybe they are going around the back of the mountain to attack us." Only then he overthrew himself: "No, what can two thousand people do, unless Zhou Jun wants to die." ”
Sha Bo waved his hand slightly: "Don't worry about these two thousand people, tomorrow the order will be issued to block the mountain pass, as long as the Zhou army is found, it can be wiped out." ”
There is really no need to worry about the 2,000 people, secretly scolding himself for making a fuss and blocking the mountain pass, these 2,000 people can't hide in the mountains for a lifetime, otherwise they will starve to death, as long as they dare to come out, how can they be the opponents of the Turkic army, but these two people will regret that they easily let go of this clue after a while.
After entering the mountain for more than ten miles, the sun slowly sank, and the Xuanlong army found a mountain recess to camp, and the night was as cool as water, but because the whole army advanced lightly, the camp tents, blankets and other overnight equipment were discarded, and the sergeants had to put the war horses in the outer circle, and people crowded each other to take each other.
The soldiers prepared a small camp tent for Yang Tian, which could be protected from the mountain wind, but Yang Tian couldn't sleep in the tent, starting yesterday, a bloody scene flashed in front of him, if he was a little soft-hearted before, yesterday's scene had awakened him, and he had integrated into this era.
This is an era of power, either you kill people, or people kill you. He must make himself ruthless, otherwise even if he is now the son of the Duke of Guo, he will become the crown prince if there is no accident in the future, and he still cannot guarantee his own safety, now his opponent is only the Turks, and in the future his opponent will become a brother, or even a father and son.
In order to exercise his courage and be ruthless for himself, Yang Tian personally killed one of the four Turkic captives yesterday, this time the killing experience was not pleasant, although he didn't care about it during the day, yesterday he had a whole night of insomnia, as soon as he closed his eyes, the bloody appearance of the Turks seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
Yang Tian sighed, it seemed that he couldn't sleep tonight, he opened the camp tent, walked out of the tent, and heard the voices of several pro-soldiers in his ears: "General! ”
Looking at a few pro-soldiers who admired him, Yang Tian showed a smile: "You have worked hard. ”
"Go back to the general, keep vigil for the general, we don't work hard."
Several pro-soldiers have red circles in their eyes, these people are also orphans adopted by Yang Tian, they have been together for several years, but they didn't expect to die just after the battle, and they are uncomfortable.
"I brought you to the battlefield, otherwise Li Sicheng would not have died, do you blame me?"
Several pro-soldiers were shocked, and one of them said emotionally: "General, if there is no you, we are just the lowest people, maybe we have already been starved to death, or beaten to death for grabbing food, now we have not only learned a martial arts, but also learned a lot of knowledge, everything we have been given by the general, naturally we have to die for the general." ”
"Yes, General, we are willing to die for the General!" Several people replied in unison.
Yang Tian sighed: "Be quiet, don't make noise to others." ”
"Yes." Several of the pro-soldiers straightened their chests, and their voices suddenly lowered their voices.
"Do a good job, try to protect yourself when you go to the battlefield, I hope each of you can live."
"Yes." Several pro-soldiers responded, but what they thought in their hearts was that once the general was in danger, they would sacrifice their lives to protect the general's safety.
At dawn the next day, the whole army began to continue to advance, the further the road into the mountains the more difficult it became, and in some places there was a danger to life if you were not careful, and in one morning, several horses had already fallen into the mountain streams and there were no bones left, and everyone could only move forward cautiously, according to Li Chong's estimate, it would take at least three days for the army to get out of the mountains.
Yang Tian didn't expect that at this moment, his enemies were by no means only Turkic, with the arrival of the Turks, the backlog of various contradictions after Emperor Xuan's ascension to the pole for two years had almost reached a critical point, and the entire Great Zhou court was already surging with undercurrents, and many people were waiting for the moment of outbreak.
In the most central location of Xiangyang County, there is a luxurious mansion, the main entrance is engraved with three big characters "Zhao Wangfu", in the garden of the mansion, a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt carries his hands and stares at the peach blossoms in the garden.
This person is the sixth son of Yuwentai, the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, today's six emperor uncle Yuwen Zhao, Yuwen Zhao has been smart since childhood, well-read books, has won the love of Yuwentai, Emperor Wei Gong was named the Duke of Zhengping County, and later entered the Duke of Zhao. Awarded the Great Sikong, transferred to the Great Sima, Emperor Wu ascended the throne at the beginning, and Yuwen Zhao went one step further and was named King Zhao.
In addition to Qi Wangxian, Yuwen Zhao is also a younger brother of Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu has repeatedly let Yuwen Zhao lead the troops, and named Yongzhou Mu, accumulating merit and worshipping the Taishi, but after his nephew Emperor Xuan ascended to the pole, he not only killed Qi Wangxian, but also did not worry about Yuwen Zhao, these imperial uncles, and released Yuwen Zhao to Xiangyang County, which was close to Liang State.
Now Yuwen Zhao has lived in Xiangyang for more than two years, according to the emperor's attitude towards him, it is very likely that he will die in Xiangyang County, Yuwen Zhao was disheartened when his fifth brother Yu Wenxian was killed, but when he saw that his nephew was becoming more and more dislike, and the Great Zhou Jiangshan might not be guaranteed, he could no longer sit still in Xiangyang County, and began to actively contact the ministers of the DPRK and China.
It's just that Yuwen Shenju, Wang Rail, Yuwen Xiaobo and others were killed one after another, so that Yuwen Zhao didn't dare to act easily, otherwise once the emperor found out, the only thing waiting for him was the same fate as Yuwen Xian. I had to be trapped in King Xiang's mansion every day, pinning my love on flowers and trees.
A young girl jumped over: "Father, you are enjoying the peach blossoms again." ”
This girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and tall, with picturesque eyebrows, bulging chest, dressed in red, like a fiery red cloud floating over, and those bright peach blossoms were suddenly eclipsed.
Seeing his beloved daughter coming, Yuwen Zhao's eyes showed a smile: "Fang'er is here, but the peach blossoms here are not as beautiful as Fang'er." ”
Yu Wenfang took Yuwen Zhao's hand and shook it: "Father, you make fun of me." ”
Yuwen patted his daughter's hand lovingly: "Who dares to make fun of my Fang'er, I don't know which young man is blessed to be able to marry Fang'er as a wife." ”
Yu Wenfang was about to disobey, but the housekeeper came over in a panic: "Lord, lord, it's not good, an angel is coming, the prince quickly takes the order." ”
Yuwen was taken aback, and the emperor suddenly gave him an order, and he didn't know whether it was a curse or a blessing, so he straightened his clothes, and pretended to be calm and shouted to the housekeeper: "What's the panic, isn't it a holy decree, and this king hasn't taken it." ”