Tomorrow is 55, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. c£, in addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time the 55 red envelopes must be turned over, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

ps: Today, I took a few road idiots to the Taihu Garden Expo, so I'll update this chapter... Don't hit me, sell a cute. Of course, if you come back early in the afternoon, maybe there will be a change...

Huaibei, King Kong Terrace.

The defenders of Jingangtai commanded Li Chen to walk slowly on the wall of the camp. It is said that the south has been able to feel the spring, and even the weather is getting warmer, but in this Huaibei, there is still ice and snow. Looking north from the camp, there is almost no end to the whiteness. Looking to the south, there are the rolling mountains of Kongodae, covered in silver.

The night was dark, and according to several experienced veterans, it was estimated that the wind and snow would have to fall. The cold wind was howling in his face, making Li Chen couldn't help but shiver. It was really cold, and even he, as a commander, didn't want to make a move in this snowstorm.

The Jingangtai garrison was subordinate to the Huai army system, and Li Tingzhi led the two main forces of Huai to the west, but because considering that Jingangtai was the throat of the Song army in Huaibei, Li Tingzhi did not transfer the Jingangtai garrison, and even sent five additional capitals here, so that the number of Jingangtai defenders increased to 6,000 people.

And you must know that the Mongol Tatars who confronted them in the north were only five or six thousand, and there were thousands of cavalry in them, and the number of defenders was more than the number of attackers, so King Kongtai naturally had nothing to worry about.

What's more, now in Fancheng, Xiangyang, the Tianwu army has won the victory, and the Mongolian army of 150,000 has been wiped out overnight. Therefore, Li Chen had nothing to worry about, after all, the Mongol Tatars would not be so mad as to attack King Kong Tai at such a difficult time.

In this way, I should actually be grateful to the Tianwu army that is about to be blown into the sky. And it is said that the Zhenhai Navy stationed on the other side of Lianhai is actually a person who belongs to the Tianwu Army. It was even expanded and adapted by the right wing of the Tianwu Army. However, having a good impression of Tianwu Army does not mean that Li Chen has a good impression of Zhen Navy.

The commander of the Zhenhai Navy, who had served as the commander of the Tianwu Army, didn't know if his brain was burned, and he was going to send troops north at this time, didn't he know what the weather was outside, and Li Chen, who was freezing in the sky, felt frightened when he thought about it.

Maybe those guys who don't know what to do have frozen to death on the road before they even reached the camp of the Mongol Tatars. As a real southerner, Li Chen still has an unforgettable fear of the wind and snow in Huaibei.

If you can get through the way, you have to go back to the south as soon as possible. It is better to become the commander of the garrison in that place in the south of the Yangtze River than to stay here, after all, the imperial court has fought a great victory that has not been seen in a century, and it is estimated that the main battle faction will regain the upper hand again, and the imperial court will also take this opportunity to go on a northern expedition.

When the time comes, the defenders of King Kong Terrace will definitely rush to the front! Thinking about the cold weather in the north, thinking about the fierce Mongolian Tartar he was about to face, Li Chen's heart was trembling.

Even if the Song court didn't move, when Mongolia came back to breath, it would definitely have to find a place. The two directions of Sichuan and Xiangyang have met head-to-head, the best place is naturally Huaibei, and the best place in Huaibei is naturally this somewhat remote but equally important King Kong Terrace. Once the King Kong Terrace is conquered, it means that the connection between Huaidong and Huaixi will be severed.

At that time, the Southern Song Dynasty will probably face the time of Lianghuai. And what Li Chen has to face is likely to be trampled into minced meat by countless Mongolian foot riders.

Maybe the Tianwu army is not afraid of the Mongolian Tartars, or maybe the Zhenjun Navy is not afraid of the Mongolian Tatars. But he, Li Chen, was scared to the core, and he didn't know how many times he had said it. It was hoped that the Mongol Tatars would not attack, even if Li Tingzhi sent five hundred more crossbowmen when he left. I still feel like I have no support in my heart.

It's like putting a sheep in front of a pack of lions, no matter how strong the sheep is, it's still just a sheep.

Li Chen slowly leaned against the wall, the clammy chill penetrated from his back to his heart, and his feet were buried deep in the snow. There was no figure except for one or two soldiers on the watchtower not far away, and it was quiet only the whistling of the wind.

The Song army had a total of three camps in the mountains of Jingangtai, Li Chen's main camp was on the northern slope of the mountain, and the other two camps were on the adjacent mountainside, so as to hold the official road through Jingangtai to the south to Huaixi.

Li Chen stretched out his hand and patted the wall behind him, and at this time, only the thick wall could bring him comfort. Just as Li Chen took a deep breath and was about to return to his camp, a muffled sound suddenly came from the lookout tower on one side.

Almost subconsciously, Li Chen felt as if his heart was about to stop beating, and the sentry who was standing there just now was no longer a trace! The wind was howling, and before he could exclaim, there was another movement at the top of the wall behind him.

A figure stood lightly on the wall, and seemed to be surprised that there was only one figure not far away from the huge camp, as if all the Song troops had disappeared, but he still pulled the trigger as he should have done.

Arrows, sneak attack! Li Chen's mind was blank, almost relying on his experience in defending the northern frontier for so many years, he didn't care about the ice and snow and mud all over his body, and at the same time, he shouted with all his might:

"Enemy Attack ——!"

In the silence of the night, a shout shook the sky.

As if to respond to this shout, a dense stream of arrows roared into the camp, and the Song army sentries who hurried over in such a sudden rain of arrows didn't even have time to make the last scream. Enemy attack, real enemy attack, but it was discovered too late. The Mongol Tartar cavalry did not know when they had advanced to the camp with the help of the deep night.

The first wave of arrows was followed by a second wave, but this time it was a real rocket. Now that it's been recognized, there's nothing to hide. One rocket after another crossed the wall that Li Chen once regarded as the most relied on, and plunged into the tents not far away, and the tents were not yet lively. It was already completely engulfed in fire.

After two arrows, the sound of horses' hooves rang out on the ground. From far to near, it seems to break the last reliance in people's hearts. Obviously, the Mongol commander did not intend to take it step by step, and directly used cavalry to end this.

The defenders of Jingangtai were all commanded to make Li Chen's head dizzy and get up from the ground, hundreds of sturdy Mongolian soldiers have used simple but absolutely useful tools such as flying claws to jump onto the wall, although because there are more and more Song troops, they dare not jump down and fight for a while, but with the height of the wall, it is enough to suppress the entire camp.

"Retreat, retreat up the mountain!" Li Chen didn't know what he was going to say, and arrows roared past him. Or submerged into the chest of the Song sergeant, or submerged into the deep snow. Everywhere in the camp were fires rising, and everywhere were soldiers running.

Everyone's face was full of horror, none of them thought that on this cold and biting night, along with the cold wind that was like a knife on the face, the Mongolian infantry launched a sneak attack on the King Kong Terrace, which had been stalemate and could not be attacked.

After all, the Mongols had just suffered a defeat in Xiangyang, after all, their number was smaller than that of the defenders of Jingangtai, but this was the case. Not so much after all.

Li Chen was a little dazed and a little annoyed, he was almost familiar with the terrain around King Kong Terrace, and he knew it very well. As long as they sent out sentry sentries, then the Mongol Tatar sneak attack of the foot cavalry will have nothing to hide. But I didn't have it.

That's just the way it is, there's no excuse to make. Li Chen almost tried his best to gather his subordinates. Retreat towards the top of the mountain. There is also a small village on the top of the mountain, and the defenders have no way to retreat after the loss of the mountainside. However, because the number of Song troops in Jingangtai was not large, there was no one stationed on that small village.

Tongues of fire **** on the dark sky. The originally heavy gate of the village had been smashed open, and the Mongolian thousand-man team that had always made Li Chen worried rushed in like a tide, but they only made the flames burn more vigorously, and the bright sabers were raised in the flames, and their faces were full of hideous looks.

"Hurry, retreat!" Li Chen shouted hoarsely, this may be the only thing he can do as a commander for these six thousand soldiers. Although he was also well aware that not many people would hear his cry, most of them had already dissipated into flames.

On such a cold night, people were sleeping deeply, and the rockets of the Mongolian Tatars came quickly, so most of the Song soldiers could not run out before the flames consumed everything. And because the tent was a little damp, puffs of black smoke rose in the night sky, and the smell of burning was in the air.

Li Chen watched as the swarthy human body fell on the snow in front of him, if it could still be called a human body curled up in a ball. The sound of killing behind him was getting closer and closer, and the guards who had arrived in a hurry had already been routed in the onslaught of the Mongol cavalry.

Li Chen was alone just now, and now he is still alone, but behind him, a sneer appeared on the face of a Mongolian cavalryman, and the saber swung down violently!

Unable to feel the pain, Li Chen just tried his best to look out of the camp at the last moment of his life.

The two small villages that are horns with each other are also in flames at this time!

The Mongolian Tartars really didn't fall anywhere, Li Chen secretly thought, he didn't know why he didn't miss the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River at this moment, but thought about the land that he was already deeply tired of.

Countless Mongolian cavalry roared past, no one cared who the headless corpse beside them was, and no one cared how many southern barbarians disappeared in the flames, they were like lions chasing sheep, in this snow, in this firelight, desperately urging the war horses.

The last row of Song spearmen who were barely organized looked at the Mongolian cavalry that was getting closer and closer, and rushed forward with a shout. They had no shieldmen around them to cover them, no heavily armored men to open the way, and no crossbowmen to suppress them, but they just rushed forward like this, like a brilliant firework, blooming among the Mongol cavalry, and then withering.

On this night, King Kong Terrace was lost.

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The morning light gently reflects on the face.

Ye Yingwu opened his eyes suddenly, felt a hint of chill, and immediately smiled bitterly to find that only one-third of the futon covering his body, and the other half had been rolled up by Hui Niang, and the wisps of light reflected on the delicate cheeks, like a light on a work of art, in the beautiful morning light of winter. The girl was still asleep.

At the moment, he didn't care about his coldness, Ye Yingwu carefully looked at the posture that was close at hand. And Wang Qinghui seemed to feel the gaze of his gaze and slowly opened his eyes. The eyelashes flickered slightly, revealing a black jewel-like eye.

"Why are you so close?" Hui Niang obviously hadn't woken up yet, she just said slowly and lazily, and subconsciously sniffed lightly, not as surprised as Ye Yingwu imagined, but like a little lazy pig who had just had a full meal.

However, Hui Niang seemed to quickly realize why Ye Yingwu still had some resentment in his eyes, hummed softly, hurriedly let go of the futon that was hugged by herself, and said with a red face: "I······ I didn't pay attention just now. Did you freeze it? ”

As soon as Ye Yingwu got in, Hui Niang called softly: "It's so cold, then why didn't you call me just now, if it's ······"

Reaching out and gently rubbing her little head, Ye Yingwu said with a smile: "It's okay, a certain body is strong, if it's cold, it's a big deal to let Qing'er come to two futons." But I have to say that the way my family Hui Niang gets up is really cute. ”

Wang Qinghui's eyes were slightly dim unexpectedly, and he said softly: "No." It's just that I had a nightmare at night, so I clenched it unconsciously. ”

Ye Yingwu was stunned, and then gently hugged her, clinging to the tips of Hui Niang's soft hair: "Nightmare? Can you tell someone about it? No matter what kind of horror, rest assured, there is a certain top in front. ”

Hui Niang was silent for a moment. After all, he still said softly: "It's okay, husband, please rest assured." It's not ······ either."

Ye Yingwu slammed her down on the bed, and the two of them were close together. Wang Qinghui struggled reluctantly, and when he saw Ye Yingwu's face showing a look of pain and anger, he suddenly didn't dare to take a breath, so he could only stare at him with wide eyes.

"Did you dream of your father? Did you dream of Pingjiang Mansion that day? Ye Yingwu squinted slightly, and his voice was a little cold, "I am your husband, although nothing has happened now, but I am still your husband, what can't I say?" ”

Hui Niang turned her face away, her eyes were already a little moist, and she didn't answer much, just hummed softly, obviously affirming Ye Yingwu's speculation. Ye Yingwu sighed deeply, and immediately sat up straight, and suddenly made such an episode in the morning, which made him feel a little depressed.

An arm slowly stretched out to his waist, Hui Niang stuck to Ye Yingwu's back, and said softly: "The concubine really misses her father, especially the letter I wrote to my father for so many days, and there was no reply." can only rely on the news from the six doors to send back a little bit, how can you not want to. is always afraid that one day he will suffer from accidents, although his father always thinks about using his concubine to get rich, but he is still a father after all, especially when his mother is gone, and there is no one to accompany him. ”

Ye Yingwu's heart was shocked, but he couldn't even say a word of comfort at this time, he didn't think of Ye Mengding and the Chen family, after all, although the second elder has always been worried about the affairs of the Ye family, but after all, his son is also a promising outside, and his life is also very stable, Ye Yingwu thinks of his parents seven hundred years later.

I don't know what happened to my real father, thinking about all the things I did and didn't cherish when I was rebellious, I really regret it.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but the parent is not there.

"If we go back to Lin'an this time, we will pass by Changzhou, and we might as well visit Mount Tai." Ye Yingwu said softly, as if he had made a very heavy decision, "After all, no matter what Governor Wang thought at the beginning and now, he is your father after all, and he is the father-in-law of Lao Taishan." ”

Hui Niang nodded happily, and just wanted to wipe away the tears with the back of her hand, Ye Yingwu had already turned around, stretched out her hand to gently wipe the crystal tears on the girl's cheeks, and said with a smile: "Don't cry, isn't this all right, since I promised you, it is naturally a good word." Even if the Wang family doesn't recognize you, the Ye family does. ”

A ray of sunshine sprinkled on the faces of the two people, and after Hui Niang was silent for a moment, she plunged into Ye Yingwu's arms and cried loudly. And Ye Yingwu stroked her back a little helplessly, and said softly: "Cry, just cry enough." Sometimes it's not early, so how about going for a walk on the street with my dad after saying goodbye to my dad later? After all, this Yingzhou has not been well walked, and I can't leave regrets, maybe Hui Niang can still have some insights and make some poems that have been passed down through the ages. ”

I don't know how much Hui Niang listened, but she just hugged Ye Yingwu tightly, as if she was holding something that existed forever in her life and couldn't be lost.

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