Night shrouded the sky over the Yongxing County of the Xingguo Army.

The lights are dim, and the moon is in the sky.

In the distance, it seems that the sound of the waves of the river can still be faintly heard, and who can know that in the next ten years, this still clear river will be forever shrouded in the sound of fighting and oars in the sky, and will eventually be stained red by the blood of countless soldiers of the Song and Yuan dynasties.

Ye Yingwu drank some light wine at the reception banquet, after all, there is no such superb technology as distillation in this era, and the brewing is only the level of rice wine in later generations, as long as it is not like Jiang Hao who held a jar of hard pouring on the Tengwang Pavilion, Ye Dashao, who had drunk a lot of beer and red wine, would not be unconscious so easily.

Now Ye Yingwu is sitting in the council hall of the mansion, and on the wall in front of him hangs a map of the surrounding area, which is still detailed. The maps of that era were not drawn on thin paper or even pasted with a layer of plastic film, but were engraved on wooden boards, and every mountain and river left deep and indelible marks on the wooden boards.

The Xiangyang front line in the second year of Xianchun was more optimistic than expected, at this time in the two important towns of Xiangyang and Fancheng, the Song army gathered 150,000, and they were all elites of long-term battles, and after years of operation, the two cities of Xiangfan were high and wide, and they all hoarded a large number of bows and crossbows and arrows, city defense equipment and grain and grass, otherwise history would not have been able to hold on for ten years in the desperate situation of 170,000 Mongolian troops surrounded and friendly troops who came to support them were defeated one after another.

Whether it was with the Jin soldiers or the Yuan soldiers, the two major advantages of the Southern Song Dynasty army were defending the city and water warfare. In the battle of Xiangfan, the Mongol army won the victory, one reason was because of the focus on the development of the naval army and the heavy responsibility of the rebel general Liu Cheng of the Southern Song Dynasty naval division, and another reason that could not be ignored was that the return artillery that was enough to threaten the defense of Xiangyang City was transported, and it was bombarded indiscriminately. Even if these two advantages of the Song army were wiped out, in the end, Lü Wenhuan was forced to surrender because he was worried that the people in the city would suffer from the war.

Now in addition to the elite of the Southern Song Dynasty in Xiangyang City, there is also a sailor under the command of Zhang Shijie in the Xingguo Army, and the elite of Huaishang under the command of Su Liuyi in Qizhou and Huangzhou on the north bank, if Ye Yingwu gathers all the capable fighters on the Jiangnan West Road to train an elite soldier with good combat effectiveness, then it is not impossible to tear apart the Mongolian encirclement and reverse the entire Xiangfan situation, you must know that in the real history, even after the surrender of Shangguan, the local heroes and loyal to the Chinese are countless, and there are constantly people who rise up before Wen Tianxiang comes. After Wen Tianxiang returned to his hometown, he turned the entire Jiangnan West Road upside down, and thus won a precious glimmer of life for the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty to flee for his life.

Even if the battle of Xiangyang was defeated and the Southern Song Dynasty was in danger, Ye Yingwu didn't believe that when the time came, he would pull the team to the mountains of southwest Jiangxi, and how could the Mongolian cavalry endure me? You must know that the most famous one in that mountain is called Jinggang Mountain.

Of course, all of the above are assumptions, and the top priority is how to deal with the tens of thousands of elites of the Mongolian general Ashu Commander who has the intention of coming from the pressure situation.

Behind Ye Yingwu, Wen Tianxiang and the others stood silently, everyone's eyes were on the lower right side of the map, which was the location of the Xingguo Army, and Qizhou and Huangzhou, which were across the river from the Xingguo Army, represented the small red flag of Su Liuyi in the overwhelming black flag, which was extraordinarily prominent, and it was also extraordinarily small.

"Is it real this time?" Jiang Hao couldn't help but mutter.

On the day they set off, the Mongolian cavalry had harassed the border of Huangzhou, but fortunately, the heavy rain forced back this light cavalry, but after waiting for the weather to clear, the Mongolian outpost was even placed outside the city of Huangzhou, which frightened Su Liuyi and hurriedly led his troops north, in order to delay Ashu for some time.

Ye Yingwu can be regarded as having fought face-to-face with Zhang Mazi in Qingyuan Mansion, and he can be regarded as having seen what war is, although the battle at the level of exterminating pirates looks more like a street fire between two gangsters. Jiang Ho They didn't even have this experience, and suddenly realized that the Mongolian cavalry coming from the north was going to play really, except for the little excitement that every boy has, how could they not be nervous?

After a moment of silence, Ye Yingwu Huoran stood up, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ravines and mountains on Mutu, in front of him, was the "Whip of God" in the European population, the most powerful empire and the most powerful army in the world, and behind him, there was only half of the remaining rivers and mountains in the entire China.

Even if the sky is about to fall, what choice do you have? Since you are here, you will not be as confused as you were in your previous life.

"It's a real thing." Ye Yingwu said lightly, his calmness made the tense atmosphere in the room dissipate a little, "We need to train a team that can always be at least comparable to the elite soldiers of Huaishang within a month, and after that, a certain will take all the monarchs here to cross the river to the north to meet the enemy." As for whether it is General Su Liuyi or Ah Shu who is waiting for someone on the north shore at that time, then it can only be left to fate. However, I believe that the number of Qi in the Great Song Dynasty has not yet been exhausted. ”

Leave it to fate, leave it to fate!

But in the real history, the defenders of Huangzhou and Qizhou were almost vulnerable, and more than 10,000 people were easily taken prisoner.

What's more, how much ability can the so-called elites gathered in various states and capitals of thousands of miles of Jiangxi Province have to go against the sky at this moment when the sky is about to fall?

Ye Yingwu didn't even bother to think about what would happen to him in the future, and he didn't bother to think about how heroic the ten-year tug-of-war of the Battle of Xiangfan was, and now it can only be said that it is a step and a step. Looking up, everyone had different expressions, or worried, or nervous, or excited, or expectant, even the most stable Wen Tianxiang was clenched tightly with his fists and his eyes blazing.

"Okay, let's disperse. Brother Song Rui, hurry up and ask where Xie Dieshan is. Ye Yingwu waved his hand, and the bright moon was already hanging high outside the window, and the brilliant stars were like jewels inlaid in the night.

In the era where I lived for 20 years, it was rare to see such a starry sky and such a bright moon, right?

Naturally, he didn't know that the young envoy in front of him who was looking out of the window was actually thinking about some irrelevant things, except for Wen Tianxiang, who silently surrendered his hand to accept the order, the rest of the people all retreated quietly first, not wanting to hinder their talented envoy from thinking about the future.

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In the northeast corner of Yongxing County, an ordinary family.

There is a light in the wing.

"Squeak", the door of the main house was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman walked out slowly, still holding a tightly wrapped rice bowl in her hand, seeing the lights in the wing room, she sighed softly, and a child with a general horn gently pulled the corner of the middle-aged woman's clothes, blinked her bright eyes and said in that crisp childish voice:

"Mom, hasn't Daddy eaten yet? Why is he in the wing room all the time and not playing with me? ”

The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and did not speak, but walked slowly to the outside of the room, stretched out her hand and hesitated before knocking on the door: "Beloved, the night is so deep, and the food is cold, you can come out・・・・・・"

There was silence in the room for a long time, and the person inside did not speak, but opened the door directly, but it was the little official who accompanied Ye Yingwu to see the camp in the north of the city, but it was different from the rustic and humble atmosphere in the daytime, the middle-aged man at this time was wearing a white robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, if it weren't for the vicissitudes of life and the haggard face and the whiteness of his temples in the dark night, I am afraid that he would also be a personable good son.

The middle-aged woman looked at her lover quietly, and didn't say anything, but her eyes were already moist unconsciously. But the general horn child didn't have such a deep feeling, and still said with a smile: "Daddy, you finally came out, you haven't played with me today!" ”

The little official squatted down, barely squeezed out a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and patted Xiao'er's shoulder, and comforted softly: "Dingzhi, Daddy has been busy with some things recently, and may not have so much time to spend with you, can you forgive Daddy?" ”

I don't know why, in this world, as long as the father pats his son on the shoulder, the son will be full of the strength of struggle, even the head horn child is no exception, this young child suddenly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Of course I can forgive my father, and my father must take care of his body!" ”

The little official smiled undeniably, but when he stood up, the middle-aged woman found that the smile was full of bitterness, and couldn't help asking, "Beloved, what are you worried about lately?" If you are not in a good mood, it is better to go to the mountains outside the city to relax, there is nothing to take care of in this city. ”

"No, Yu is just worried, the dark clouds in the north are still overwhelming, and this Great Song Dynasty, how much time is there to linger." The little official said lightly, his eyes involuntarily looked to the north, and he seemed to be able to see the black wave that was overwhelming, sweeping the entire southeast, "The new regimental training envoy is still not praised, but the general judgment, and I was the same science and technology scholar back then, it can be regarded as a fate, and this morning Yu recognized him at a glance・・・・・・"

"But that Wen Song Ruiwen was sentenced? On the street today, I heard that the Wen Tong Judge was the champion of the year, but I didn't expect to come to such a poor and remote place as a small general judge. The middle-aged woman didn't care about the meaning of the first sentence of the two of them, but was very interested in the latter sentence, after all, it was also two big officials, and the big-mouthed women on the street who had a strong desire for gossip were about to pull out the family background of the champion.

The little official was silent for a moment, he had been the same back then, how could he have thought that he was already in such a state now, what is the difference between him and Nawen Song Rui?

Suddenly, the scene of the camp in the north of the city during the day came to the mind of the little official, and the new regimental training made the horse gallop down the hillside, and the moment the horse man stood up, ten thousand lights shrouded, as if that man was destined to return. For this second office of the Ye family, which should be just a little gentleman, the little official's heart is already full of curiosity, who is the talent, and has such a destiny to turn the tide?

At this moment, the knock on the door of "Dangdangdang" sounded, and the husband and wife were shocked.

"Who knocked on the door in the middle of the night?" The little official asked loudly, and the lantern that had not been used for a long time had been lifted in his hand, and no one had visited the house for a long time, and the lantern had already been covered with a layer of dust, even if it was lit, it was not bright.

After the man outside the door was silent for a moment, he said with a smile: "Farewell to the capital, see you here, can Brother Jun Zhi bear to let Wen stand in the bleak night?" ”

Before the little official could answer, the middle-aged woman had already taken a breath of cool air, and the "Wen" in the person's words was clearly heard, the surname "Wen" in this small city, but only the one who took office today was the general judge, and hurriedly put down the rice bowl in his hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door of the small courtyard.

The door opened, and there was a white-clothed gentleman standing, with a little tiredness on his face, but also a little relieved, seeing that it was a middle-aged woman who opened the door, he already knew it in his heart, so he bowed his hand first: "This is the sister-in-law of the Xie family, Wen Tianxiang is polite." ”

Mrs. Xie was taken aback, not to mention herself, even her own husband couldn't afford to be sentenced from the four grades to the adult, and at the moment, she didn't know what to say, so she could only bend down and welcome Wen Tianxiang into the hospital.

Xie Fangde stepped forward quickly, grabbed Wen Tianxiang's hand, and said with a smile: "After saying goodbye, I didn't expect to meet here. ”

Looking at Xie Fangde, who was obviously much older, but his waist was still as straight as back then, Wen Tianxiang's eyes couldn't help but moisten, and the treachery above the court was like rain, and it was such a pillar of talent that was buried! And himself, if he hadn't fought with Ye Yingwu in Qingyuan and those god-killing pirates, in exchange for indelible merits, but he was still Bai Ding who was pushed to the end, I'm afraid that the situation he was in was not as good as Xie Fang's still having a small courtyard in the city, right?

The years are ruthless, the creation makes people, the same science and technology scholars, together with the scenery, now under the care of each other, but it is already like this, anyone can not help but sigh.

"The humble house is shabby, and the house is surrounded by walls, which makes Song Rui smile," Xie Fangde asked with a smile while welcoming Wen Tianxiang into his simple and dilapidated house, "Song Rui is only here to visit Yu's old friend?" ”

Wen Tianxiang glanced at Xie Fangde deeply, and only after a moment of silence did he say with a smile: "Song Rui is here to find a great talent for Ye Envoy Jun to pass through the heavens and latitudes. ”

Xie Fang was stunned and did not answer, but raised his head and looked out of the door quietly.

Infinite stars, infinite light.

And in his own wing, the remnant lamp has not been extinguished, as if he has to compete with the refreshing night breeze that keeps pouring in, struggling.

I just don't know if my useless body will eventually turn into stars and be eternally inlaid in the sky, or will I continue to insist on being the remnant lamp that illuminates a few scrolls in the darkness of the room as I am now?

The stars are shining, but the road to heaven is so long and dangerous.

The lights flickered, but I was still confident that I could stick to my last heart in the coming darkness.

Wen Tianxiang, who was standing beside him, didn't say anything, just stood quietly, casually looking around, also looking at the sister-in-law of the Xie family who was busy boiling water, and also looked at the general corner child who was standing at the door and didn't know what was going on, and even more at the flickering lights in the side room, but he didn't look up at the bright stars, because Wen Tianxiang firmly believed that no matter whether he lived or died, he would always become one of them.

A colder and stronger night wind blew, and the last remaining lights were finally extinguished, and the whole chamber was plunged into darkness again. But the stars in the sky were still as bright as shreaks, and they were not shaken by the strength of the night wind and the invasion of darkness.

At that moment, Xie Fangde already had a certain number in his heart.

Mrs. Xie, who was busy boiling water and making tea, inadvertently raised her head, but found that the two men standing side by side at the door, although one old and one young, were standing quietly with their hands in their hands, like two mountains standing proudly under the sky!

Even if the sky dome collapses, they will not hesitate to go up.

"Smack!" After all, Li's tears couldn't help but slide down, and fell into the flame that had just been lit, and the flame crackled for a while, and then returned to calm.

But in this world, it can't be calm after all.