Chapter 11: The Drums of War 3
Running from Licheng to Lincheng, Jing Yuyin looked a little tired with light armor, but the aura of the general he exuded alone shocked the soldiers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Jing Yuyin took a moment to rest, and said in a deep voice like a bell: "Soldiers, born as men, must understand that fame is taken immediately, glory requires blood and sweat, right now, the miscellaneous people in the north want to snatch and loot from our homes, trample on our honor, such an act, what should we men in the north do?" β
"Swing the knife, protect the family, go north, defend the country, see the barbarian... Kill... Kill... Kill..."
In an instant, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the Lincheng sky.
Subsequently, Jing Yuyin marched in accordance with the order, and galloped towards Yancheng with Emperor Xiaowu, on the way, Yang Mao said to Jing Yuyin: "Your Highness, there seems to be something wrong with your military behavior today!" β
"Oh?"
Jing Yuyin was a little confused: "Master, how do you say this?" I have come to lead the troops north into Yancheng according to the order, and the military line is the rule for me to march towards the new army, what's wrong with this? β
"Alas... Your Royal Highness, you have to understand, Emperor Xiaowu, with the imperial word, you share your father's worries and protect the country and the enemy, but in the eyes of guys with ulterior motives, your military words are a heart-warming move... In this way, when it reaches the ears of His Majesty, how will His Majesty think of you! β
At this point, Jing Yuyin stopped walking, Yang Maomu looked at it, Jing Yuyin's face was gloomy, as if there was turbidity in his chest, for a while, Jing Yuyin said: "This king lives uprightly, the position of the son, who should be, that is, this king only respects his father's order, only protects the summer flag, if someone slanders this king, this king does not mind cutting the war knife on his neck!" β
Such angry words made Yang Mao's heart tighten, and without waiting for him to persuade him, Jing Yuyin had already stepped forward, and Jin Yu and other guards of the headquarters immediately followed, leaving Yang Mao alone to be secretly anxious.
Weng City, more than 300 miles north of Yancheng, this sentry town built with a small fortress in a border town is silent and terrible at this time, from a distance, the indiscriminate burning antlers, the remnants under the dust, and the pungent smell of scorched blood in the air are disgusting, as everyone knows, an hour ago, a group of thousands of barbarians just looted here, and the farms and villages outside the sentry town were all ruined by those bastards with unkempt hair and swords and horses. They all met with Lord Yama.
"Damn, why did this shitty brute suddenly appear!"
On the city wall, a man with a black face in armor looked into the distance and scolded angrily, he is the commander of this outpost town, and he is also one of the vanguard envoys of the Liaoyuan Army's imperial guard battalion.
Right now, in the villages five or six miles northeast of Wengcheng, smoke and dust are rising from time to time, and it is not necessary to guess that it is those brute riders who are rushing back and forth, eager to scavenge the last trace of surplus food in the village.
"General, drink saliva!" A soldier ran up the stairs and handed the water bag to the black-faced man.
The degree took a sip of the water bag cow, wiped his mouth and said, "Has the herald come back?" β
"Not yet?"
This made the degree very annoyed, his headquarters of soldiers and horses is only 2,000 people, I thought it was to garrison a territory, sweep the bandits and horse bandits or something, who wants to meet the barbarian horses on the grassland, from the dawn of the time, these bastards who have been hit by a thousand knives are like drilling out of the soil, frantically attacking Weng City, the loss of the degree of the soldiers under the command of the brave generals, forced to block, otherwise their heads would have been hung on the city gate tower now.
threw the water bag to the pro-soldiers, and slapped the wall pier angrily: "Son of a, if no one comes, the ten thousand people in this city will have to feed those barbarian soldiers with knives!" β
As soon as the words fell, the degree heard the sound of a cow's horn in the distance', and in an instant, the degree drew a knife and roared: "Those who are still panting are all up to Lao Tzu..."
Three hundred miles southeast of Wengcheng, the town of Liaohe, Mu Ligu, from a distance, a huge military camp stretching for dozens of miles is almost built around the hills, and the river-shaped flag of Liaoyuan is fluttering with the wind.
In the tent of the Chinese army, Qin Yi, the veteran commander of the Liaoyuan Army, was bowing in front of the huge ambush desk, on the ambush, the northern landform map constructed with sand and gravel mud was full of various flags at this time, and beside him, Li Miao, a thousand households of the iron cavalry battalion and a loyal general, said in a deep voice: "Qin Shuai, the last general feels that the northern barbarians are a little strange to go south this time!" β
"Speak!" Qin Yi said stiffly, but the others were still staring at the terrain map, Li Miao secretly thought, and said, "The last general can't say clearly!" β
"Don't you dare to say it? Don't want to say? Said you are afraid of getting angry? β
Li Miao's hesitation made Qin Yi withdraw his thoughts from the topography map, staring at Qin Yi's eagle eyes, Li Miao only felt a chill in his back, but he didn't know that he was also one of the top generals in the Liaoyuan Army.
"Order, order the imperial guard battalion to enter the Lan River Valley in the north, garrison on the spot, and the eagle battalion will immediately rush to Weng City, and defend it to the death, even if you stand until the last soldier, you will also give me the beasts of the Golden Family's many tribes!"
This order was issued immediately, and several guards took the order and strode away, and then only Li Miao and Qin Yi were left in the tent.
Qin Yi turned around and sat down in the handsome seat, looking at Li Miao with a smile: "How long have you been with me?" β
Li Miao didn't know what Qin Yi meant, so after a little thought, he replied: "Back to Qin Shuai's words, it's been forty years!" β
"Forty years, from my own soldiers to the current generals of the First Army, you can see a lot!" It's just that next, Qin Yi's voice changed: "You are my protΓ©gΓ© and my Qin general, so I advise you, there are some things, don't say it when you see it, think of it, pretend not to know, as long as we live, we can be loyal to Great Xia!" β
This remark made Li Miao fall to the ground and bow: "Qin Shuai, my Li family's heroes have survived until now, all because of Qin Shuai's grace, so only by swaying my Li family's bloodline on the battlefield can it be enough to repay Qin Shuai's great kindness!" β
"That's it, that's it!" Qin Yi sighed: "In the eyes of outsiders, I am a member of the border town, under one person, above ten thousand people, but what is it like in this position, I'm afraid only I know, Li Miao, what you think of is handsome, sixty percent probability!" β
"What!" Li Miao was taken aback by these words, he stepped forward with a sudden expression: "Qin Shuai, why don't we do this?" β
"What did I just say?" Qin Yi said coldly, and Li Miao retracted his thoughts.
"Your Majesty is getting weaker and weaker, and the country is in turmoil, I'm afraid this hurdle is sad..."Qin Yi sighed, and suddenly, his eagle eyes shone directly: "No matter where the wind goes, you and I will stand under the Xia Banner, it is the master of my Liaoyuan Army!" β
"The last general understands!"
"The Iron Cavalry Battalion listens to orders!" Qin Yi hurriedly ordered: "With you leading the army to this place immediately, no matter what happens, Heyu will not come out, and he will never resist the enemy!" The river feather is out, and there is no mercy for killing! β