"Brother Zicheng and I only bowed twice at the wedding, and the emperor issued a holy decree ordering Brother Zicheng to immediately lead troops to Xining Mansion, and our marriage was delayed, so we became half of the relatives." Ling Dongwu muttered dissatisfied, in front of her master Yang Mingyuan, she would unconsciously look like a child.

Yang Mingyuan frowned unconsciously, sighed, and said: "Today's emperor, mediocre, most of the current government is in the hands of Prime Minister Song, you and Zicheng belong to the faction of the three princes, and the three princes have a gloomy personality, and if something happens, they will not go all out to protect you, so you and Zicheng should be careful everywhere." ”

"Yes." Ling Dongwu now feels more and more that he is like a tiger.

Xuanyuan Yujian slapped the table and said angrily: "The emperor is not only mediocre, I got reliable news yesterday, he, he has been ill recently, and almost all the government has fallen into the hands of Prime Minister Song and Xia Wenxuan, and Prime Minister Song and Xia Wenxuan were originally hostile forces, I don't know how to do it, it turns out that Xia Wenxuan, who seems to be working hard, is actually mixed with Prime Minister Song." Dong'er, in my opinion, the state of Nanzhao is in decline, you and Zicheng don't have to work hard for these insidious and mediocre people, it's better to retreat bravely and resign from the rapids, so at least there is no worry about your life! ”

Ling Dongwu listened to the words of the master and Xuanyuan Imperial Sword, and remembered Xiao Haotian's instructions to him when he left Jingshan, it seems that Mu Zicheng, the general of Nanzhao Kingdom, can no longer do it, so he might as well take advantage of the fact that he is now in the household department, collect some money, and then go to Xining Mansion to find Mu Zicheng and fly away with him.

She made up her mind in her heart and accompanied Yang Mingyuan and Xuanyuan Yujian to continue drinking and talking. After eating, Yang Mingyuan and Xuanyuan Yujian went back to the room to rest, Ling Dongwu thought about Xuanyuan Yujian's tone when he talked about the emperor's illness, so he kept an eye on it, returned to his room, and asked his capable men to inquire about the emperor's illness.

Two days later, the news came back, and it turned out that the emperor had collected several fierce Fanbang beauties from the Western Regions, and they were overindulgent and tired and sick. Ling Dongwu felt funny when he heard it, no wonder Xuanyuan Edgeworth talked about it in front of him, and he wanted to stop talking.

Because the new emperor of Nanzhao had only two daughters and no sons, Xia Wenxuan and Song Chengxiang were now in charge of the government. And this emperor now seems to be a dou who can't be supported, and with his current body, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have an heir, so the position of the emperor has become the target of competition between Xia Wenxuan and Song Chengxiang.

What made Ling Dongwu think the most was that the news that came back said that Xia Wenxuan and Prime Minister Song Cheng had a close relationship recently, and the two had the same caliber in the court, and they drank and talked happily in the court.

This strange phenomenon made Ling Dongwu's heart even more uneasy, Mu Zicheng and Song Chengxiang have always been at odds, it turned out that it was just because Mu Zicheng was Xia Wenxuan's faction, so Song Chengxiang did not embarrass Mu Zicheng, and now that Song Chengxiang and Xia Wenxuan are colluding together, how can there be a place for Mu Zicheng and her. Thinking like this, she was even more determined to find Mu Zicheng and leave Nanzhao together.

The three of them gathered in the Cabbage City for a few days, Yang Mingyuan and Xuanyuan Yujian got up and returned to Yuzhou, and Ling Dongwu went straight to Xining Mansion.

***

On the day of Mu Zicheng's wedding, he took 30,000 elite cavalry to support Xining Mansion, and when he arrived at Xining Mansion, he learned that the soldiers withdrawn from Nyingchi Mansion and the defenders of Xining Mansion together were less than 20,000 people, and the Eastern Xiongnu had a total of 80,000 soldiers and horses this time.

Because of his arrival, after several defeats of the Nanzhao army, the once depressed atmosphere rose again. After Mu Zicheng rectified the army, because of the snow in winter, the number and scale of battles with the Hun soldiers were very small, and in general, there were more victories and fewer defeats.

Spring came in the blink of an eye, and Mu Zicheng made careful preparations and prepared for a large-scale battle with the Huns.

The sky of Xining Province is full of white clouds, and there are green trees and new shoots around it, but this full spring mood cannot bring people the slightest joy. Mu Zicheng looked up at the very blue sky, and his heart was at a loss.

Their grain and grass were cut off, and the grain and grass escorted by the imperial court were looted by bandits near Tiantai Mountain.

And the next military rations, even if they want to wear it, they can't wait, Mu Zicheng didn't know at this time that Xia Wenxuan had reached an agreement with Prime Minister Song Cheng, colluded together, and deliberately withheld their military rations, but he and his generals sent letters one after another back to Qingzhou, urging them to ask for grain and grass.

Mu Zicheng remembered that last time it was Ling Dongwu who risked his life to help him solve the problem, Mu Zicheng wanted to appease the emotions of the soldiers in the army and block the news of the robbery of grain and grass, and at the same time discussed with his subordinates, "Can we buy military rations nearby?" ”

Jiao Hongliang and the others shook their heads and smiled bitterly: "Xining Mansion has been in turmoil for many years, the people have fled in all directions, and the farming here has almost been abandoned, and it is difficult to find a place to produce grain nearby, let alone buy military rations!" Hey, it would be nice if Miss Ling was here, she was so smart, she would always think of a way! ”

Mu Zicheng also thought of Ling Dongwu at this time, but now Ling Dongwu was thousands of miles away. The letter he received from Ling Dongwu knew that she was near Wukou City now, and he missed her so much, but he couldn't see her.

Mu Zicheng knew that the current situation was critical, in such a situation, let alone waiting for the army of the Eastern Huns to attack, starvation alone would cause the once famous Northwest army to collapse on its own. If the Eastern Xiongnu let them know that their food and grass were cut off, and sent people to spread the news among the Northwest Army, which would make people panic, and then they would take this opportunity to kill on a large scale, I am afraid that their own army would die without a fight.

For today's plan, the only way to do this is to fight quickly and fight to the death with the Huns, so as to obtain grain and grass with victory.

Tomorrow is a big battle, and Mu Zicheng knows that he needs to rest well, but he can't sleep anyway. After so many years of toiling and fighting, he had a deep disgust with war. Since the wedding day and Ling Dongwu were hastily separated, Ling Dongwu's smiling face could be dreamed of almost every night, but every time he woke up, there was always no one around, it was just a good dream.

Dong'er, where are you at this moment? Will we be able to see each other again tomorrow after a big battle?

By the night before the decisive battle with the Huns, the food in the army was only enough to eat the last meal. On the morning of this day, Mu Zicheng ordered everyone to have a full meal and gather on the training ground for the final pre-war mobilization.

Before leaving, Mu Zicheng saw the sun on his head red and weird, like a drop of blood, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as he handed over the Hun soldiers, some of the Hun soldiers kept shouting in the Nanzhao language: "Nanban soldiers, your emperor has cut off your food and grass, and you are still here to work for him, even if you don't die on the battlefield this time, you will be starved to death, don't take advantage of some strength in your body, hurry up and run for your life!" ”

Then someone shouted in Xiongnu dialect: "The Nanzhao soldiers have run out of grain and grass, kill!" ”

There was a riot in the army of Nanzhao State immediately, and it turned out that the remaining 20,000 soldiers in Xining Mansion had been frightened by the Hun soldiers.

Only the 30,000 elite descendants brought by Mu Zicheng fought a fierce battle with the Huns under the command of Mu Zicheng. Although Mu Zicheng felt strange in his heart, the news of the interruption of grain and grass in his army had been kept secret, who spread the news to the Hun army. But he still commanded the battle without panic, drawing his sword and slashing. Killed a few soldiers who fled in all directions, in order to set an example, and the general's heart stabilized.

The Hun soldiers saw that Mu Zicheng had a good way of governing the army, and the Northwest Army was brave and difficult to attack, they knew that the Nanzhao soldiers had run out of food and grass, and changed their combat methods with the Nanzhao soldiers. They withdrew the main force, leaving only some stragglers to entangle with the Nanzhao soldiers and delay time. When the Nanzhao soldiers retreated, they attacked forward, and when the Nanzhao soldiers attacked forward, they retreated.

After only two rounds of fighting like this, Mu Zicheng knew the intention of the Hun soldiers, they were going to drag the Nanzhao soldiers to the death, because the Nanzhao soldiers were cut off from food and grass, so naturally there was no way to persist in fighting for a long time.

Mu Zicheng looked up to the sky and sighed, this is the sky to forget me! He knew that if he continued to fight with the Hun soldiers here, these 50,000 Nanzhao soldiers would all die here. He decisively ordered Jiao Hongliang to retreat to Ganning Mansion with 40,000 Nanzhao soldiers immediately, and he took 10,000 elite soldiers to break the rear.

Jiao Hongliang has followed Mu Zicheng for many years, so he naturally knows Mu Zicheng's intentions, and even more knows the danger that Mu Zicheng left behind this time, so he insisted on leading his troops to break the rear. Mu Zicheng's face sank, "This is a military order, and those who violate it will be killed." ”

Jiao Hongliang had no choice but to retreat to Ganning Mansion with 40,000 soldiers.

As soon as the Huns saw the main force of the Nanzhao soldiers withdrawing, they immediately attacked like crazy. Mu Zicheng led the army into battle to fight, and he had to intercept the Hun soldiers no matter what, and when he delayed, he could let the Nanzhao soldiers safely withdraw to Ganning Mansion.

From morning to afternoon, the fighting never stopped. After a day of fighting, although the Northwest Army killed several times the enemy of its own, helplessly, the number of enemies was far superior to its own, and only a few hundred elite soldiers under Mu Zicheng were desperately trying to hold on, while the army of the Eastern Huns still had tens of thousands of people.

The Eastern Huns knew that the Nanzhao army had run off grain and grass this time, and led the essence of the whole army to dispatch, and they were originally determined to eradicate Mu Zicheng, but at this time, they saw that Mu Zicheng was among more than 100 people, how could he escape?

The Huns gradually surrounded Mu Zicheng and the remaining remnants, Mu Zicheng roared, brandished a long knife, led everyone, and retreated to a cliff. The Hun soldiers rushed up like a tide, countless flying arrows shot at him, countless knives and guns killed him, and the wounds on Mu Zicheng's body were countless, wielding knives and killing people had become mechanical actions.

Fighting alone, bloody all over.

Mu Zicheng took his last breath, the long knife was vertical and horizontal, his eyes were almost blurred by the splashing blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, countless scars, he has completely lost the feeling of pain, in his body, warm liquid gushing out, but he doesn't feel it, only the endless enemies in front of him in his consciousness, and these enemies, gradually transformed into Ling Dongwu's appearance, in a trance, he and she returned to the scene of the first meeting in Green Pearl City, and reunited again in Texas......

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