Chapter 2: Under the Lamps of a Thousand Tents in the Late Night
"Sure enough, it moved!" The marshal stroked his long beard, "Liulang, inform the officers and soldiers of all armies to quickly pack up and stop, and be on call at any time." In addition, the commanders of the armies are invited to come to the account as soon as possible. ”
The distant sound of the herald echoed in the barracks, and the quiet camp suddenly moved, like a tiger awakened from its slumber.
The big marshal looked back and smiled, "Liulang, let's go, if the information is correct, the Breaking Horse Shi people will be tonight!" Wang Yong, I bother you to stay here to protect Fei'er. ”
Du Liulang strode to the front of the big handsome and lifted the curtain. Through the curtains, I saw the continuous camp lit with fires and figures. And in the Broken Leaf City in the distance, there are also lights and shadows, and the sound is noisy.
At this time, the moon has gradually risen, and the moonlight is cold, revealing a hint of coolness. In the moonlight, the surrounding area of Shattered Leaf City was boiling, and a clash of iron and blood was about to unfold.
With the departure of Da Shuai and Du Liulang, the big tent was quiet again. Wang Yong was thinking about something according to the pillar of the big tent.
"Brother Wang Yong, what did you just say to your father?" Wang Fei felt that he could basically adapt to this young body, and asked when he half-lay up from the bed.
"Xiao Langjun, you have to rest now. There are some things you don't need to know yet. Wang Yong replied sullenly.
"Oh," Wang Fei was a little depressed, "Are you going to start fighting?" ”
"Yes," Seeing that Wang Fei didn't dwell on the previous question, Wang Yong patiently explained, "It seems that the Turks can't stay anymore and want to attack our camp at night, after all, they have no confidence in defending the city." ”
"Could it be that the Turkishes are a branch of the Western Turks?" Wang Fei felt as if he had seen the entry of Tuqi Shi on the Internet before, and he was vaguely impressed, so he asked casually.
"Xiao Langjun is really smart and studious!" Wang Yong had a slight smile on his face, "There are ten tribes in the Western Turks, and the Turkishes are one of them. During the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Western Turks surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Gaozong detained the rest of the Western Turks with the heart of Huaide, and the Turks were placed in the Jieshan Governor's Mansion, which was under the jurisdiction of the Anxi Protectorate. At that time, the leader of the Tuqi Shi, Wu Zhile, knew the great martial arts of my Tang Dynasty, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he sent his son to Chang'an, which was also respectful. Emperor Zhongzong remembered his sincerity, was named the king of Huaide County, gave him money and food, and took the Tuqi Shi people as the western city of my Tang Dynasty. This Turkish people conquered the east and the west, repeatedly defeated the Great Food in the Hezhong region, and contained the Tubo in the Tocharian region, controlling 300,000 strings, becoming the largest country in the western part of the country. However, with the expansion of its power and the revival of its ambitions, it wants to break away from the fetters of our Tang Dynasty and dominate the west of the Tang Dynasty. Today's saints are furious, and during the Kaiyuan period, the troops of Anxi and Beiting repeatedly attacked the Tuqishi, and its strength has been greatly reduced. It's just a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, the Tuqi Shi people have been operating in the Suyeshui area for many years, with deep roots, and there are still remnants of power, but there is no need to worry. However, when the Great Food took advantage of the defeat of the Turbid Cavalry, it continued to invade the east, and its momentum has reached the medicine killing water basin, which is worrying! ”
"Brother Wang Yong knows a lot!" Wang Fei pretended to be innocent and adoring, but secretly thought: "The Tang Dynasty is really mighty, even a bodyguard knows so many major events in the world, and the great military exploits of the Tang Dynasty really did not come in vain." ”
"Then my father shouldn't be in danger in this battle, right?" Wang Fei's thoughts returned to the battle in front of him. Although he is not very suitable for taking this burly handsome man as his father, Wang Fei knows that his soul occupies the body of other people's sons, and he also fuses the memory of this boy who is actually called "Wang Fei", this cheap father still can't deny it. After fusing Wang Fei's memory, Wang Fei already knew that he was now the seventh year of the Tang Dynasty, that is, in 748 AD, and he became the youngest son of Wang Zhengjian, the envoy of the Beiting Festival.
"Our army dispatched 5,000 elite cavalry, 3,000 crossbowmen, 2,000 Mo swordsmen, and thousands of baggage soldiers, and also recruited 20,000 scattered cavalry of various tribes, which was much higher than the 20,000 remnants of the Khan. Moreover, the handsome man is heroic and resolute, and Judge Du is resourceful, and the victory is only in the palm of his hand. It's just that I don't know if I can capture and move alive and sacrifice the Beijing division. ”
"Then there's nothing to worry about." Wang Fei was relieved when he heard Wang Yong say so surely. But after thinking about it, the danger of this battle is definitely not great, otherwise Wang Zhengjian would not have brought such a yellow-mouthed boy as "Wang Fei" over, and allowed him to hunt and play nearby a few days ago.
At this time, there were clusters of footsteps and horses' hooves in the barracks, as if a large group of people and horses had begun to leave the camp. Wang Fei has only seen the picture of the army marching out of the camp in the cold weapon era in the movie, how could he have felt this kind of scene of thousands of tent lights in the middle of the night and autumn soldiers on the battlefield. Listening to the voice alone, his heart was already shaken, his eyes kept glancing at the curtain, and he secretly looked at Wang Yong's expression.
"Although there is no need to worry about the war, you can't be careless, Xiaolangjun." Wang Yong suddenly said quietly.
"Why?" Wang Fei suddenly felt a chill, and the character of the turtle stream in his previous life made him subconsciously shrink his body into a ball.
"Xiao Langjun doesn't need to be too nervous, but the hunting is a little strange. At that time, your little pony was carefully selected by the handsome, and has always been taek-tempered, and it is said that he should not be frightened for no reason. Also, there were people fighting in the woods near the hunt, and when I went in, I found only some bloodstains, and found a strange little lady, which was also very strange. These two things seem to be entangled with Xiao Langjun you, and I am worried that someone wants to be unfavorable to you, so please be careful with Xiao Langjun. ”
"Then I...... Well...... What should I do? "When people in the Tang Dynasty spoke, regardless of their status, they all liked to call themselves "so-and-so", and more modest was to call themselves "servants", Wang Fei had not fully adapted to it for a while.
"Xiao Langjun doesn't need to do anything, just stay in the big tent and don't go out. Entrusted by the lady, he will swear to protect Xiao Langjun to the death. Wang Yong's words were not high, but they were as resolute as the horizontal knife on his waist.
"Lady?" Wang Fei was stunned for a moment, and then understood that the "lady" in Wang Yong's mouth was the Tang people's honorific title for the master's mother. After thinking about it carefully, a slightly blurred face appeared in his mind, revealing warmth and warmth, and Wang Fei was stunned for a while. "No matter when and where, this mother's love is always like the moonlight in the sky, it has not changed!" Thinking of this, Wang Fei was silent for a while.
The voices outside the tent gradually subsided, the soldiers who went out on the expedition should have been marched, and the camp was calm again, only the sound of the patrol sentry fighting sounded from time to time.
"Xiao Langjun, if you are tired, rest for a while." Wang Yong saw that Wang Fei didn't speak for a long time, thinking that the child was sleepy again.
"It's okay, Brother Wang Yong, let's talk for a while." Where will Wang Fei be sleepy, he has just crossed over, everything is still very fresh, and there are still many things that need to be understood and mastered.
"Who?" Wang Yong suddenly exclaimed, like a leopard awakened by a startled head, left the pillar, quickly drew his knife in his hand, and extinguished all the fire and candles in the big tent with the sword wind alone.
Outside a small tent not far from the big tent, the two Tang soldiers guarding the tent had fallen in a pool of blood. The cold moonlight and the distant lights shone brightly, and the blood that had not yet congealed reflected the speckled fires and a few black shadows that quickly left.