A man in a brocade robe came down from the carriage, with a silver crown and tied his hair, neither humble nor arrogant.

The moonlight is like the skirt of the goddess, sprinkled on the earth.

Everyone hurriedly walked out of the tent and knelt on one knee: "The king is ten thousand years, and the Great Xia is ten thousand years." ”

"Get up." Jing Chi said, he glanced around, the well-organized barracks, the soldiers practiced day and night to drive the carriage, and practiced assassination in an orderly manner. Jing Chi looked at the conscientious general, and even Jing Zheng's arm had many more scars.

General Lian Qin asked, "Your Majesty, why did you come alone in the crisis on the front line?" ”

"It's because of the crisis that the widow wants to stand with the soldiers of Great Xia, how can he hide in Chengping." His voice was faint, indescribably majestic.

The soldiers looked at this high king, who was not in the white robe of the moon, the jade pendant on his waist, and the raptor pattern on the sword was imprinted in the palm of his hand.

Jingchi stood on the highest point in the city, which was even higher than the castle tower, and he could clearly see what was happening hundreds of miles away. There was smoke and dust, but it was not contaminated. His eyes are filled with the beautiful mountains and rivers of Great Xia, a scene and a thing, the city tower overlooks, and the beacon fires are in the sky.

This is the first time Jing Chi has been on the battlefield in person.

A few months ago, Great Xia was still fighting to the death, but now the monarchs and ministers are united and defend the territory together. Like an iron wall, it resides in everyone's hearts.

Meng Yi looked at the man quietly, he was more calm than before she left, and he vaguely looked like a former king. The girl introduced the deployment of troops, the heavy armament, and the situation of the enemy and us. The army gathered by Yan Rong set up a barracks tent outside the city, and the situation was critical.

In the end, the generals' decisions were condensed into one word - Shou.

Defending to reinforcements, guarding to retreat, is victory.

However, things were not as easy as they expected. The Yanrong soldiers outside the city did not have the slightest intention of evacuating, and they were ready to attack Junzhou in front of them in one fell swoop.

The forces of Great Xia cannot be separated, and they must all be concentrated in Junzhou, otherwise they can be trampled by horses' hooves in an instant, and the city will be wiped out.

Meng Yining couldn't sleep at night, and kept watch on the city tower for the night, and those Yanrong people lit a flame on the flat ground, and they danced around the bonfire, singing and laughing, saying that the Xia people didn't understand and fell into Meng Yining's ears.

Meng Yiningzai listened carefully, it was a war song.

She leaned against Le Yi, and the torches beside her blew sparks.

The man said quietly, "They roast things, it seems to be lambs." ”

Meng Yining couldn't see it really, but Le Yi's eyes were much better than hers. "Is there a roast lamb next to every fire?"

"Yes. They danced around the fire and ate mutton. ”

"You can see all this?"

"Pingchuan in front of me, but it's only ten miles away, why can't I see it?" Le Yi narrowed his eyes.

Meng Yining took a deep breath of the evening breeze, "Early tomorrow morning, they are going to attack the city." ”

"What?"

"This is a memorial to pray for the blessings of the gods. Their singing is worn so far on purpose. It is a tradition that these Yanrong people are chanting incantations, and those who hear these incantations will die tomorrow under their blades. Meng Yining smiled, turned around and shouted, "We don't have much time, go find Lian Tan." ”

In the big tent, Lian Tan was in the main position, and King Xia Jingchi retreated to sit aside and listen.

"General Meng, you said that Yan Rong would launch an attack early tomorrow morning?"

"That's right, tomorrow morning, they're already preparing."

Lian Qin said: "There is no way to retreat, even if we die, our corpses will block Yan Rong's progress." Junzhou is surrounded by mountains on both sides in the north and south, and the Yanrong garrison is facing in the east, and Chengping is behind it. Yan Rong is more than three times more than us, and if they want to fight a quick battle, they will inevitably use all their forces to swallow us. As long as Junzhou is occupied on one side, it can easily collapse. In this way, we are in the shape of horns, closely connected, and check and balance each other. According to the analysis of the situation in recent days, Yan Rong is very likely to launch an attack on three sides together, and there is a city gate pass that has been reinforced for two months on the front, which is very difficult to break, and although the north and south sides are mountains, there is no danger at all, and they can rush straight up. Generals must be vigilant and respond randomly. Don't attack rashly, defending the city is the first priority. The city can be defended, and everything will be easy to say in the future. Now all the people in Junzhou are soldiers, waiting for the generals to deploy. The minister implored the online to retreat to the west of the city and have seen the situation. ”

"Okay." Jing Chi said lightly.

"According to the division of the territory the day before yesterday, General Meng, His Royal Highness King Lian, the two of you will lead 15,000 soldiers and horses to defend the north of the city. The road in the northern mountain range is gentle, and Yan Rong is likely to send 30,000 or 40,000 soldiers and horses to raid. ”

"Well, the soldiers and horses are already in place."

"General Gai Xiaoyong, you lead 10,000 soldiers and horses to defend the southern heights."

"Whoa."

"The old minister guards the front gate of the city! Great Xia, please generals! ”

Everyone's face seemed to be dyed with death in an instant, and the warmth that was still hanging on his face was gone. Meng Yining has been in correspondence with Gai Xiaoyong, who had been stationed in Junzhou, and she also ordered in advance to arrange traps on the north and south sides, and now it has finally come in handy.

The curved arrows on the battlefield were buried deep in the ground, and the green grass could not be seen at all, but they could quickly pierce the soles of horses' hooves. But these are not enough, after all, these bells and whistles do no real harm to the enemy at the moment.

Meng Yining, Le Yi, and Jing Zheng went to the north to deploy in the mountains and fields, and the soldiers waited for the bronze bell-like eyes to look into the distance, the archers wiped their dear bows and arrows, and the warriors' shields were polished.

"General Meng...... General Meng! She suddenly turned around and saw a group of graceful girls coming over like fairies.

The long skirt of baby pink, orange red, and warm yellow, with five-petal peach blossoms on her forehead, tear moles at the corners of her eyes, and dimples at the corners of her mouth, are like people in paintings.

They stood not far away through the layers of smoke with the guqin and pipa in their arms, and the soldiers turned around and were stunned for a moment. These were originally the girls that Meng Yining had taken in the original city to take care of the wounded soldiers, and they retreated here with the crowd. Meng Yining looked at the familiar faces, and the clothes on some of the girls were still stained red with blood and white peonies.

"Girls, at the moment of the great enemy, this wounded soldier still needs your care."

"Leave it all to us!" The girl at the head has a red face, a brocade skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, and is dressed in cherry red openwork and lotus smoke veil, and her skin is like congealed fat, shining in the moonlight. "We are here to sing a song for all of you. The sword is ruthless, but the little girls will always be behind everyone's back, never giving up. ”

"Please—"

"The road is long, the cold knife crosses,

River water soup, mountain wild mang,

The sun and the moon rise, the hometown shines,

Draw my sword, life and death are confused,

Fighting with you, chariots and horses are adjacent to the frontier,

My heart is full of sorrow, and I will die with my son......"