Chapter 486: The Rise of Darkness Chen Cang (Ask for Subscription)

The wind is cold, and the yellow sand is rolling. ()

The withered grass everywhere looks extremely depressed in this cold winter day.

Here, it used to be the famous Saibei Jiangnan of the Great Zhou. But since ten years ago, after being occupied by the Turks.

Fertile farmland has been transformed into desolate pastures, and once prosperous cities have been bulldozed to the ground.

The people were taken to Turkic territory and became slaves to cattle and horses.

The land of Yinzhou, which was extremely prosperous in the past, is now only a broken city wall.

Through the violently swaying leaves of the wild grass, the flag that is placed obliquely on the loess is upside down, fluttering with the wind. Several steel knives were stuck in the ground, flashing with a terrifying cold light.

In the barren grassland, there are human corpses everywhere.

It can be seen that this place has just experienced a bloody battle.

The surviving soldiers dragged their tired bodies and walked slowly in the barren meadow, bending down from time to time, kneeling in front of the corpses of their comrades, and chanting sutras for a long time. Then the brothers who died in battle, carried them on their shoulders, and walked towards the camp in the distance.

At this time, it was ten minutes before the sun set.

The remnant sun is like blood.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

Although this was once a bustling city, at this time, Duan Peng, who was standing here and looking into the distance, still felt the desolation and pathos in the poems of the military advisor.

The cold wind blew, and the black hair under the helmet danced in the wind.

The wind swept with dead leaves, and clanged strongly against the blood-stained armor.

Duan Peng rode on the horse, stretched out his hand and slowly touched the horse's neck. , signaling the restless partner under the crotch not to panic. Raise your head and look at the western sky, the sunset that hung down on the rolling hillsides and glowed with a fiery red glow. Let out a long exhale.

Turning his head and glancing at Ma San and several other generals who were accompanying him behind him, Duan Peng thought about it and took the lead in turning over and dismounting.

Behind him, the generals smiled, rolled off their horses, put away their whips, and walked to Duan Peng's side.

"Soldiers don't die, they just wither!" Duan Peng's eyes were full of solemnity, looking at this tragic battlefield, he took a deep breath and knelt on his knees. Holding his hands on the ground, he kowtowed to the tragic battlefield.

Behind him, the main general had a solemn face, followed Duan Peng, knelt down, and saw off the soldiers who died in battle.

Duan Peng spilled the liquor in the jug on the grassland. Looking down, he stared at a withered grass stained red with blood in front of him for a long time.

After waiting for a while, I heard a slight sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

After Duan Peng and the others heard the sound, they put their hands on the pergola and looked towards the west.

I saw the blood-red sunset, in the vast grassland. Several people, riding war horses, galloped towards this place at a high speed. The war horse was dusty, and a flying dust was raised behind him.

"It's the prince!" Duan Peng looked down at the telescope and smiled happily.

Since ten years ago, after the prince was demoted to Jiangnan, the two have not seen each other for ten years.

Later, I heard that the prince made a comeback and led his troops to the west. And he also followed the military division all the way to the south and the north, and fought to the northern frontier of the Great Zhou.

After ten years, Duan Peng didn't expect to meet the prince here and now.

In the blood-red sunset ahead, the prince, accompanied by several personal soldiers, galloped quickly.

Wait until it's close. Riding on horseback, Wu Ningyuan, with gray hair, had his hair fluttering in the cold wind. With excitement on his face, he turned over and dismounted.

"Lord Wang!" Duan Peng looked at Wu Ningyuan, who he hadn't seen for ten years, touched his chest with one hand, knelt on one knee, bowed his head to his old superior, and greeted. (，)

Wu Ning strode in front of Duan Peng. , stretched out his hand, held Duan Peng's shoulder, and after seeing him help him up, he looked him up and down, and laughed.

"Haha, yes, grown up, well, like a marshal!" Wu Ningyuan smiled, stretched out his hand to pat Duan Peng's shoulder, and said with great relief in his heart: "It seems that Yongzheng has put a lot of effort into you!" Ha ha! ”

Duan Peng's eyes were a little red, and he shook his head and smiled. Raising his head, he suddenly saw a deep scar on Wu Ningyuan's face.

Duan Peng's eyes froze, and he opened his mouth and said in astonishment: "Lord Wang, your wound? ”

"Oh!" Wu Ningyuan reached out and touched it disapprehantly, and said with a smile: "Skin trauma, accidentally scraped!" ”

Duan Peng's eyes were full of puzzlement as he looked at Lord Ning, and his brows furrowed more and more.

At this time, the soldiers who followed Wu Ningyuan coughed and whispered to Duan Peng: "Actually, this is the arrow of the Turks. Last night, the prince led us to fight against the Turks. There was a Huslie Turk inside, and his arrows were extremely accurate. After the feather arrow passed through the bodies of the two brothers, it flew by the face of the prince, and it became like this! ”

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Ningyuan turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

"Life and death are fate, what does it matter to you!"

The pro-soldier was reprimanded by Wu Ningyuan, hehe smiled, winked at Duan Peng, stuck out his tongue and stepped back silently.

And after Duan Peng listened to the words of this pro-soldier, his eyes were cold. The fist clenched suddenly, then raised his head, and after seeing Wu Ningyuan's unparalleled domineering temperament in the world, the clenched fist slowly loosened.

"Lord Wang, this Hu Silie ......"

Duan Peng scratched his head and lowered his head to think for a moment. With an embarrassed smile on his face, he asked roundaboutly, "Are you in Gyeongju now?" ”

"Yes!" Wu Ningyuan smiled, nodded, and then waved his hand to the soldiers behind him.

After the soldiers pulled out the map and placed it on the ground, Wu Ningyuan and the others squatted down and gathered around the map.

Wu Ningyuan held a horsewhip in his hand, pointed to the location of Gyeongju on the map, and said: "After the battle last night, the Turks were defeated and fled to Gyeongju. Now, there are at least 30,000 Turkic troops stationed in the whole of Gyeongju."

After saying all this, Wu Ningyuan frowned, and said with a solemn face: "Back then, the emperor tried to resist the attack of the Turks. The Gyeongju city wall was fortified many times. Today's defense of Gyeongju can be described as an iron wall. If we want to break through this city, I'm afraid that the losses of our army will be very large! ”

The wind was blowing, and the dead leaves swept on everyone's faces, and it hurt hotly.

Wu Ningyuan has been thinking for a long time, but there is no good plan.

After sighing, he was about to stand up, but he found that Duan Peng beside him was excited and hesitant in his eyes looking at the map.

Oh, I almost forgot that this kid followed Lu Hengnan to fight in the north and fought countless battles, and now Duan Peng, who has experienced sharp battles, has also become the commander of the party.

Looking at the way the kid wanted to speak and stopped, it seemed that he really had a clever plan in his heart.

Wu Ningyuan smiled, turned his head, looked at Duan Peng and said, "Duan Peng, what do you think?" ”

Duan Peng smiled and arched his hand: "The prince is laughing at Duan Peng, with you here, how do you say to fight, how will I fight Duan Peng?" ”

When Wu Ningyuan heard this, he couldn't help but hold his breath. After glaring at him, he scolded with a smile: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart." You kid is sloppy with Lao Tzu, and it's a little tender! ”

Duan Peng scratched his head and smiled, and then, put away his hippie smile, his eyes stared, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to Gyeongju City on the map and said, "Lord Wang, can we consider Darkness Chen Cang?" ”

"Darkness Chencang?" After Wu Ningyuan heard this, his eyes lit up, and after taking a step forward, he stared at Qingyuan City on the map and said, "You mean, making a feint to attack Qingzhou City is actually attacking the Hetao area?" ”

"Hmm!" Duan Peng nodded and said, "But not all, but part of it to attack the Hetao." ”

Seeing Wu Ning looking at himself in confusion, Duan Peng smiled, and did not explain for the first time, but pointed to the map and said: "As you said, Lord Wang, Qingyuan City has been strengthened several times, and now it is like an iron bucket. In addition, with 30,000 Turkic troops garrisoned, even if we have artillery and other sharp weapons, it is difficult to break through the defense of Gyeongju City. ”

After analyzing the form in a deep voice, Duan Peng casually pointed to the Hetao area on the map and said: "But Gyeongju is the gate of the Hetao, and he echoes the 50,000 defenders of the Hetao, forming a corner. If Gyeongju is in trouble, Hetao will inevitably send troops to the rescue. And in the same way, if the Hetao is in difficulty, the Turks will definitely give up Gyeongju and hold on to this piece of Saibei Jiangnan. Now, the military division has defeated the enemy who came from Yanmen Pass. In the near future, it will cross the Yin Mountain and approach the Hetao. The last general pondered, and the Hetao is now a frightened bird. They are also hesitating whether to take back the defense forces in Gyeongju or continue to hold on! ”

Wu Ningyuan stared at the map, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and then added: "If the Hetao is taken." Then the Turkic threat to our Great Zhou for hundreds of years will be completely eliminated, and by that time, these 30,000 people in Gyeongju will have become an isolated island. As long as we surround and don't fight, it is estimated that in less than a month, Gyeongju will be able to break itself! ”

"This method of warfare is very similar to catching snakes!" Wu Ningyuan pondered carefully, his eyes gradually bloomed with brilliance, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Turkic forces on the map, and said in a deep voice: "The right king of the Turks, Hetao, Qingyuan is in a line at three points." It's like a snake, straddling the north of my Great Zhou. As soon as the loop was broken, the snake was cut into two pieces. When the time comes, the beginning and the end cannot be echoed. But ......"

Wu Ningyuan suddenly stared at the Turkic Right King in the northwest, his eyes shrank, and he said vigilantly: "If we capture Hetao, what if the three bowls of Turks in Gyeongju City break through to the northwest and join the Right King?" ”

"Don't worry, your worries have also been mentioned by the military advisor." Duan Peng smiled and began to explain the prince's doubts about the division of troops just now.

Duan Peng stretched out his hand and pointed to the right king's department entrenched in northern Gansu and said: "The military advisor said that in this battle, Hetao is the first priority. As long as we break through the loop, we will be considered to have succeeded for the most part. As long as we send a force, cut off the connection between Youwang and Gyeongju. Let them not echo from beginning to end. When the time comes, after taking the Hetao, the army will go west, and will break through the right king in one fell swoop and reclaim the Hexi Corridor! ”

"Then what if the Turkic royal court sends troops to reinforce Hexi?" Wu Ningyuan still frowned, stared at Duan Peng, and asked in a deep voice.

After Duan Peng heard this, with a hint of envy in his eyes, he remembered the twenty-year-old hussar general on the Eastern Front, who was galloping on the grassland desert like the same whirlwind at this time, sighed, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Turkic royal court, I'm afraid it's already rumored at this time, how can you have the heart to divide troops to rescue Hexi!" ”