Back at the border of the Great Wei Kingdom, the Northern Wuwei had actually jumped out of the net set by the King of Wuling, and even if there were still pursuers behind them, as long as they left in time, they would have time to notify the local garrison to calmly deploy their defenses.

Unlike the Battle of Jingyang, it is now about to enter winter, and if the army of the Southern Dynasty penetrates deep into the north, it will be an expedition of laborers, and the situation of victory and defeat will immediately be reversed, and the generals believe that King Wuling will never do such a stupid thing.

All the way to the war, the Northern Guards lost their troops and generals, that is, the commanders died in other places, and now there is a shortage of materials, the soldiers are tired, and the morale of the army has reached the point of collapse.

In fact, as early as when he moved to the border of the Southern Dynasties, the Northern Wuwei had already lost his sharpness, if it weren't for Xu Rui's evasion of reality and the fact that he led the army to win successive battles, I am afraid that he would have collapsed.

It was because Liu Yi had always been worried, advocating to cross the Min River immediately, then find the nearest town for supplies, and then slowly rush to the capital.

But Xu Rui insisted on waiting for two more days on the bank of the Minjiang River, in order to persuade Liu Yi, Xu Rui entered Liu Yi's camp on the night of leaving the mountain, and the two talked secretly all night, and no one knew what they said.

Early the next morning, Liu Yi sent scouts to the nearest Liyang City to report the news of the army, while the main force of the Northern Wuwei continued to stay at the foot of Qingliu Mountain and slowly crossed the Min River.

The soldiers finally returned to the country after nine deaths, and they were even more homesick, and they all wanted to return north as soon as possible, and they were quite dissatisfied with the sluggishness of the army, and the mood of war weariness was rising day by day.

Seeing that there was a lot of resentment in the army, and if it was not handled well, it might even lead to a mutiny, Xiao Jinwu, who was seriously injured and had just recovered, went to Liu Yi several times, but Liu Yi was silent, leaving him helpless.

Until noon on the second day, a herald asked Zhang Zuofeng to go to the Chinese army.

At that time, Zhang Zuofeng was helping Xiao Jinwu change the dressing, and as soon as he heard the news, Xiao Jinwu immediately realized that this should be Xu Rui's idea, and hurriedly asked Zhang Zuofeng to help persuade Xu Rui.

"Zuo Feng, Xu Rui has high ambitions and is full of youthful spirit, he has suffered a lot of grievances along the way, and he must be indignant and unwilling.

However, the army is now poorly clothed, hungry, and only three of the ten people still have war knives, plus the army's spirit is scattered, and there is no strength to fight at all!

It was not easy for him to bring the army out of danger, and there was only one last step left on the road to heaven, so he must not be rash at this time and give up all his previous efforts. ”

Although Zhang Zuofeng felt that Xu Rui was not the kind of person who would be hot-headed because of emotions, he still agreed when he saw Xiao Jinwu's sincere face.

On the way to the Chinese army, Zhang Zuofeng was a little apprehensive in his heart, Xu Rui left the army in Liuqingshan, that is, he wanted to fight, but who did he want to fight? How to fight?

Could it be that the army of the Southern Dynasties would also cross the Liuqing Mountains and appear here? If this is the case, it will definitely be a catastrophe for the current scattered Beiwuwei!

What's more, after solving the other armies, the Southern Dynasty has sufficient troops, and it is completely possible to divide troops to bypass Liuqingshan and re-encircle the Northern Wuwei.

Thinking about it, he thought that Xu Rui had no capital to continue fighting at all, and as long as the war started, it would be a big defeat, and the whole army might even be wiped out.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, and his steps couldn't help but be much faster.

However, he had just come to the Chinese army and was about to roll call the guards at the door, when he suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from the tent, and Liu Yi said loudly in a loud voice: "You kid, where did you hide the old man's good wine?" ”

Zhang Zuofeng was stunned for a moment, although the army was able to breathe for the time being, it was not yet time to celebrate, Liu Yi had always adhered to military law and was upright, how could he openly drink alcohol in the Chinese military tent?

The guard guarding the door saw his surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "Go in, Xu Zuoling has explained, you don't have to report to the door today." ”

Zhang Zuofeng came back to his senses, hurriedly saluted the guard, took a deep breath, picked up the curtain and walked into the big tent.

In the big tent, Liu Yi, Cao Gonggong and Xu Rui are all there, although after days of running, everyone looks very tired, but they seem to be in a very good mood, and they don't know what they were talking about before, the three of them laughed back and forth.

Zhang Zuofeng didn't know why, but when he saw the three of them like this, he immediately stayed at the door.

At this time, the three of them also found him, and stopped laughing slightly, Liu Yi sat back on the handsome seat, Gonggong Cao picked up the purple sand teapot in his hand, but Xu Rui walked over with a look of surprise.

"Zuo Feng, are you here?"

Zhang Zuofeng looked at Xu Rui and nodded solemnly.

Xu Rui grabbed his wrist, pulled him all the way to the middle of the big tent, and pulled a meadow for him to sit down.

Zhang Zuofeng seems to have hemorrhoids, where can he sit peacefully? I just want to know what Xu Rui is planning.

Xu Rui casually brought up a pot of boiling water to make tea, no one spoke in the tent, but Zhang Zuofeng was a little anxious and wanted to take the initiative to ask.

But before he could speak, Xu Rui took the lead and smiled: "Don't be nervous, try the camellia I brewed first, I just picked it from the mountain this morning, it tastes good." ”

As he spoke, he actually delivered a bowl of green tea soup to his hand.

Zhang Zuofeng was stunned for a while holding the tea bowl, at this time he still had the heart to run to pick tea, is this still the Xu Rui he is familiar with?

After a little hesitation, he put the tea bowl down, suddenly got up and said: "Xu Zuoling, two adults, at the moment, the soldiers are not clothed, they are hungry, and they are all dying for life, all of them are waiting to return to their hometowns and reunite with their families, but you are turning a deaf ear to the hearts of the soldiers, such slack and pleasure is really chilling!" ”

His words were made with feeling, his tone was naturally a little excited, and his voice was not small, at least the soldiers outside the tent could hear it clearly, Zhang Zuofeng was just a small group leader, if there was no Xu Rui, he would not be qualified to sit under the tent of the Chinese army, even if he was close to the Chinese army.

Although this is the truth, but the way of expression is very problematic, as soon as the words came out, Zhang Zuofeng regretted it a little, but the matter has come to this point, he is heartbroken, and he simply intends to say the dissatisfaction in his heart.

But at this moment, Gonggong Cao suddenly put down the tea bowl and said lightly to Liu Yi: "Yes, as this kid said, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but the future is terrifying." ”

Liu Yi looked at Zhang Zuofeng and nodded slightly, with a little appreciation in his eyes.

Zhang Zuofeng was stunned for a moment, looked at Xu Rui in surprise, only to see Xu Rui smile slightly, the playful and sadistic color on his face was swept away, and finally changed back to his original appearance.

"Zuo Feng, you are a hot-blooded good man in my northern country, I didn't see the wrong person."

"Brother Xu, what's going on?"

Zhang Zuofeng asked inexplicably.

A trace of coldness flashed on Xu Rui's face, and he stared at Zhang Zuofeng and said, "I need someone, a bold person, to do something bold!" ”

The snow is as far as the eye can see, and the howling cold wind pours hard into his neck, no matter how thick the clothes are, he feels cold, but he can't feel the temperature at all when the sun is scorching, this is how Zhong Qingyuan feels at this time.

In the flowing green mountains, Zhong Qingyuan was still struggling to move forward, he originally planned to take three thousand black flag troops into the mountains to pursue Beiwuwei, but before leaving, Lu Dongqing, who had followed the three thousand lonely troops all the way, arrived in time and said that he would not agree to take only three thousand people into the mountains.

Lu Dongqing's attitude was very resolute, the two argued, seeing that time was passing little by little, Zhong Qingyuan had to compromise in a hurry and accepted Lu Dongqing's plan.

He himself brought 20,000 rhino horn troops and 3,000 black flag troops into the mountains to pursue Beiwuwei, while Lu Dongqing led the remaining 10,000 rhino horn cavalry to take advantage of the Northern Qi and bypass Liuqingshan as a response.

Compared with the Northern Wuwei, after all, the army of the Southern Dynasty occupied the right time and place, so they naturally made more adequate preparations, not only their morale was high, the supplies were abundant, but also there were many local guides to guide the way.

Although the battle of Yamaguchi was fought fiercely, since the Northern Warriors would leave the strongest army behind, it means that they have reached the point of exhaustion.

Zhong Qingyuan originally thought that he would soon be able to catch up with the enemies at the end of the strong crossbow, deal with them on the spot in Liuqing Mountain, and then quickly return to the court.

But he greatly underestimated the power of nature.

Just one day after entering the mountain, Zhong Qingyuan understood that his calculation to solve the Beiwuwei in the flowing green mountains had failed, and the white snow that was blowing one after another wiped the traces of the Beiwuwei clean in an instant, among the 100,000 mountains, tens of thousands of people were just a drop in the ocean, not to mention defeating the enemy, it was even more difficult to find their traces.

What's even worse is that the steep terrain is also a dangerous trap for them, slippery and dangerous roads, harsh low temperatures, and lack of oxygen on the plateau, which also harvest the lives of this elite of the Southern Dynasties.

It is naturally impossible to turn back, Zhong Qingyuan can only hope to get out of the mountain as soon as possible, make peace with Lu Dongqing's men, and then find the remaining main force of the Northern Martial Guard.

However, he is not Xu Rui, does not understand the methods of modern field warfare, does not draw a map of contour lines, does not know how to use meteorological conditions to distinguish directions, and has never marched under such conditions.

Although there are many local guides, even the most voracious hunters do not enter the mountains in this weather, and the Liuqing Mountains are a mysterious, dangerous virgin land for all at this time.

Getting lost was the biggest enemy of the Southern Dynasty army, and in order to reduce non-combat attrition, Zhong Qingyuan and Xu Rui chose a roughly identical path, which was originally very likely to catch up with Northern Wuwei at their speed.

But they got lost, and went back and forth in the ridges and valleys for several circles, sometimes falling behind the Beiwuwei, and sometimes even running in front of the Beiwuwei.

This tortoise and hare race is no different from the fable of another world, Beiwuwei is steady and steady, step by step, although the speed is slow, but it is out of the mountain according to the scheduled time.

The army of the Southern Dynasty was dizzy, like a headless fly scurrying around, walking for two more days than the Northern Wuwei, counting the half day of delay in Lingdong City, they were not able to walk out of the Liuqing Mountain until the second night after the Northern Wuwei came out of the mountain.

The elite army of the Southern Dynasties suffered heavy losses in the death trap of Liuqingshan, and only half of the more than 23,000 people who entered the mountain came out alive, and many of them suffered from severe frostbite or altitude sickness, and basically lost their combat effectiveness.

In the face of such a huge loss, Zhong Qingyuan did not lose confidence, he was already firm-minded, and it was by no means easy to fight with a little difficulty, not to mention that he thought that Beiwuwei was already exhausted, and facing the same danger would only be worse than himself.

The 10,000 people under his command still maintain at least a certain amount of combat strength, and the Beiwuwei, which is on the verge of collapse, is very likely to be unable to fight again.

As it turned out, his judgment was not wrong, and in the early morning of the second day after leaving the mountain, the scouts found traces of Beiwuwei's rest and crossing the river by the Min River.

Zhong Qingyuan carefully inspected the battlefield, and the number of earthen stoves temporarily excavated for soldiers to make food was very small, at most it could only supply 6,000 people, which means that after the baptism of the snow mountain, the number of Beiwuwei was only one-tenth of what it was in its heyday.

Not to mention that there were only 6,000 people, even if the number tripled, as long as he could find them, Zhong Qingyuan was full of confidence that he would annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop without waiting for Lu Dongqing's reinforcements to arrive.

After repairing for half a day, the anxious Zhong Qingyuan immediately ordered that the equally tired Southern Dynasty pursuers began to cross the Min River, and in the canyon on the other side of the river, Xu Rui and the remaining Northern Wuwei were already in full battle, and the final battle was about to break out.