Chapter 125: The Road Is Difficult

"Click~"

With a loud thunderclap-like sound, the weather that had been boring for a day finally found an exit, and frantically vented his anger, as if the pouring rain trembled with the window lattice, splashing on the ground, making the already slightly cool night even more bleak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Squeak~"

It was a small courtyard, about ten zhang square in length and width, with a flash of lightning, a figure appeared rashly on the edge of the window lattice, staring blankly at the heavy rain outside, the window suddenly opened, with a slight cool autumn wind blowing the candlelight on the corner of the table suddenly shook, even the black figure reflected on the wall was also a burst of shaking, the candlelight suddenly became the size of a mung bean, just when it was about to be extinguished, the swaying was burning, the candlelight was still shaking, and the furnishings in the room could barely be seen.

"It's the time for the dealer to grout, and this rain is just in time."

I don't know when, the wind suddenly stopped, and the rain outside the window became a straight line, except for Li Chengqian's faint voice, there was only the sound of rain hitting the bluestone ground in this heaven and earth, with coolness, driving away the unique sultry heat of autumn.

"When is it, you still care about the geographical dealer, if there is no way after three days, let alone the dealer, even the old man's head, can't be saved."

Li Chengqian's eyes rolled, looking at Lu Shoucheng's shadow reflected on the wall, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said softly: "Lu Lao~ seems to care about his head very much?" ā€

Lu Shoucheng's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he sighed and said, "What the old man cares about is the lives of more than 30,000 old and weak people in this city!" Luo Yi is tyrannical and moody, if he really starts a murder, do you think there will be a living mouth in this Fanyang County? ā€

But as if he didn't hear Lu Shoucheng's words, his white and tender little hands went deep into the window lattice, and when he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the water left from the eaves, the autumn rain was slightly cool, and it condensed in the palm of his hand, and then was driven away by the later rain, and the rain was heavily stirred up in the palm of his hand and then spread around, slapping Li Chengqian in the face.

"Papa~"

A figure passed through the rain curtain to the door of the house, and saw Li Chengqian lying at the window, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, Jinyang has a letter, the eldest grandson Wuji and Niu Jinda led 10,000 elite soldiers to help Youzhou, and they will arrive in a few days." ā€

The bean-sized raindrops hit Wu Zichu's armor rapidly, and almost instantly, the water droplets formed a circle around Wu Zichu's body, and with the not-so-bright candlelight in the room, it was hazy as if it was about to soar.

"Oh~"

Li Chengqian just agreed lightly, retracted his hand, felt the slight chill from his palm, took a big breath, and then exhaled slowly, and the whole person seemed to be in good spirits.

"It is less than 400 miles from Jinyang to Fanyang, and it takes at least five days to march day and night to reach Fanyang, and it is up to the two of us to travel for five days~ These five days are all up to the two of us."

Li Chengqian closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the window lattice, he really missed the trains and planes of later generations, even the worst trucks were made of two of them, and he was really unsure of holding on to this small earth city for two days.

Now he is playing against a veritable famous general, he is not Li Yuanji and Li Jiancheng, when playing against them, both sides have scruples, and they will restrain themselves before tearing their faces, but Luo Yi is different, he is a real famous general, and the confrontation is a situation of no death and no return, unless one side dies, otherwise this war will never stop.

Perhaps Old Man Lu also knew the seriousness of the matter, and gently peeled off the oil rope of the candle with his hand, and asked after making a crackling sound, "There is no other way out?" ā€

Li Chengqian shook his head and continued to stare at the rain scene in the courtyard, at this moment, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to do anything, he was just quietly in a daze, as if he was wasting time, and as if he was resting seriously.

But Lu Shoucheng knew that Li Chengqian himself did not have an answer, or that he himself did not know where he was going to play his next move.

If you can't get an answer, maybe it's the best answer, Lu Lao's body trembled slightly unconsciously, and then straightened up as if nothing happened, tidied up his somewhat wrinkled clothes, looked at Li Chengqian's young back and sighed, and said softly: "Do your best, listen to the destiny of heaven~ Even if you fight my old bones, you will be sent back to Chang'an!" If the city is broken, my Lu family~ The Lu family will be handed over to you, I will accompany the ancestors first~ If there is a case, hehe~ I am afraid that I will not have the face to enter the ancestral hall. ā€

"Hehe~ There is a Li family is enough for me to bear, I don't want to suffer for your Lu family, don't worry, although I, Li Chengqian, am not very old, but I still disdain to do things that go back on my word, I have seen my ancestors~ You are not afraid~~"

Speaking of this, Li Chengqian paused, not afraid that the last two words would seem to be bad, turned his head and glanced at Lu Lao, a smile flashed in his eyes, how to look at how the smile seeped, even the weathered old Lu was trembling.

"Hmph~" seemed to be seen through by the young man, Lu Shoucheng pushed away the rooms in shame, and he didn't care about the heavy rain outside, so he snorted coldly and walked out, disappeared into the yard in three or two steps, looking at the figure that disappeared in the yard, Li Chengqian smiled awkwardly, and said to himself: "This old man, his face is so thin~"

Saying that, looking at Wu Zichu, who was still standing in the rain in a daze, said: "To be a man, your skin just can't be too thin~ It's easy to suffer, fortunately, we don't have to be embarrassed, you take someone to Youzhou~ So so~"

The sound was gradually drowned out by the sound of the rainstorm, and it was so inaudible that it was difficult to hear.

At this time, the sky above Fan Yang seemed to be poured into the sky, and the huge rain washed every corner of the city, and with the bursts of thunder, it gradually fell silent and melted into the darkness.

It is not only Fan Yang who is silent, but also the eldest grandson Wuji who is far away in Jinyang, traveling all the way, and the surrounding areas of Jinyang are traces of the invasion of the Turkic tribes, which can be described as thousands of miles without rooster crows, and thousands of miles without people, like a deep hell.

Stopping the horse looked around at the surroundings and asked the guards behind him, "How far is it from Fan Yang?" ā€

The guard looked at the terrain, returned to the side of the eldest grandson Wuji, and said softly: "Just out of Jinyang Baili, this place is still three hundred miles away from Jinyang. ā€

"Herald the rear army! On the march for an hour! The eldest grandson Wuji's words made Niu Jinda on the side frown slightly, looked up at the weather, shook his head helplessly, turned around and said, "Order the scout to go into another thirty miles!" One hour at a time changed to half an hour at a time, and told the brothers that the crown prince is now in Fanyang, and if he really lets His Highness be a proton, we will not have the face to go back to see Your Majesty. As he spoke, he whipped his horsewhip, and the whole person rushed forward and caught up with the eldest grandson Wuji, who was constantly urging.

"Auxiliary! Slow down, let's go faster tomorrow! ā€

The eldest grandson Wuji was stunned, and glanced at the stumbling soldier with the dim torch, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Hey~ Tell me about this weather, can't it rain two days later?"

"God doesn't care if you're in a hurry or not, I'll tell the brothers to bury the pot and cook quickly~ Eat early and go to bed quickly, I'm afraid it's going to start at night."

How far can an hour go? There were not many troops of 10,000 men, but marching at night was not as convenient as during the day, and everyone had only walked about ten miles.

"Whew~ It's good that it's not raining." Niu Jinda stood at the door of the tent and looked at the dark scenery outside, but the eldest grandson Wuji in the house was almost lying on the map with an oil lamp, his eyes were constantly wandering between Fan Yang and Jinyang, at this moment, he really wanted to fly over now.

"Jinda, you said that His Royal Highness is really not stupid enough to throw himself into Luo Yijun's hostage, if so, under the rat taboo, I'm afraid that even if I wait, it won't help, not to mention that the enemy army is several times larger than me, how can I live!"

Niu Jinda rolled his eyes when he heard this, he had heard this more than a hundred times a day, and he was not annoyed to talk to him whenever he had the effort.

"Hey~Hey~ Don't say this again, Your Highness's shrewdness is that I can't compare to the two, I know that I can't even enter the enemy camp if I don't have to do it, how can Your Highness not know, besides, the news that we are about to arrive has already passed, even if Fan Yang can't hold it, how can he not retreat."

The eldest grandson Wuji put down the oil lamp, knocked on the table, and said in a muffled voice: "Fan Yang who is afraid, Fan Yang is the old nest of the Lu family, if the Lu family has thoughts that should not be there, I am afraid that His Royal Highness is in danger!" ā€

After the eldest grandson Wuji finished speaking, Niu Jinda was speechless, if he was replaced by an ordinary person, the first choice would definitely be to tie up Li Chengqian and surrender to Cheng.

After all, Fan Yang didn't want a big city like Luoyang, Chang'an, just Fan Yang's earth-breaking city Luo Yi could be captured in two hours, and then what? According to Luo Yi's temperament, the slaughter of the city is light.

"You look at it first, I'll go and see the brothers, I've been desperately rushing these days, don't have any complaints."

Ignoring the heavy rain outside, he took the pro-army and walked towards the big tent outside without a trace of hesitation.

A good general may not eat and sleep with the soldiers and regard it as his brother, but once he will do this, he is definitely a good general, Niu Jinda is like this, these 10,000 soldiers have been following Li Er since the seventh year of Wude, and when Li Er ascended the throne, he directly entered the Zuo Wuwei camp, which is considered a hardcore supporter of Li Er, at this time they were sitting in the tent and talking and laughing quietly, several sergeants used their hats and helmets to catch some rain outside, and took out the dry food prepared during the day and began to swallow it with the rain.

"Captain, can you tell the chief manager, let's go back after dinner, and it's not that we haven't rushed over in the rain."

"It's just~ can this little rain still drench us?" As he spoke, he knocked on his chest and swallowed the dry food in his mouth and said, "It's like that." ā€

The captain who was lying at the door with a long knife smiled when he heard this, picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at him, and the stone made a clanging sound on the armor, causing everyone to laugh: "We can't see the chief manager." As he spoke, he pointed to the lighted room in the distance and said, "Oh~ The chief manager's handsome tent is there, if you want to say it, just say it." ā€

"Hehe~ That's not the place for us to break into."