The sky was overwhelmed by dark clouds, and the cold wind blew the wind and smoke up to the nine heavens. The pungent smell of blood and gunpowder smoke was in the dusty air.

The bluestone bricks of the towering city tower have been polished for a long time, full of wind and frost, but they still stand proudly, looking at the people under the city, as small as ants.

Looking down through the city tower, the scorched earth turned into ash half a mile away. There had just been a bloody battle, and the smell of death was still shrouded in it.

The distant mountains are blue and blue mixed with orange and red maple forests, and the frightened birds spread their wings from the branches, make a long call, and then look for the branches.

The scenery of the distant mountains, the sky is covered with a soft light blue veil, the vicissitudes of life in the distance, and the earth is rolled up in the scorched earth and licks the wounds silently.

Yun Zhao retracted his gaze and sighed lightly.

She was dressed in armor, her silver armor stained with blood and dust, and a corner of her purple cloak was missing. Fang had just experienced a fierce battle, physically and mentally exhausted, and his trembling heart was still cooking in blood and fire, and he couldn't breathe.

Yun Zhao took off his head and held it in his hand, revealing a delicate and immature face.

She has a pair of big eyes, even if they are not covered by powder and dust, they can't stop her rich beauty. These are fiery roses that are still terrifying in the rubble.

"General Yun, Gan Shuai, please come over." The pawn came to report, she nodded, looked back at the scorched earth, and her cold eyes showed a little sadness.

For a moment, she put away all her mercy, turned around, and walked down the tower with her boots on.

All the way to the city commander's tent, I saw the tired body of the soldier, the bloody wounds, and the heavy sighs and painful wails in my ears.

When they saw her, they respectfully bowed their hands: "General Yun." ”

Yun Zhao only nodded slightly, retracting his gaze and staring at the sand under his feet.

There were four or five people standing in the tent, and when Yun Zhao entered the door, they were discussing something intensely. As soon as she came, everyone fell silent and looked at her.

The man sitting in the handsome seat was more than half a hundred years old, with gray hair and beard, and his old and thin face was full of wrinkles, but he was still in good spirits, and his small eyes showed his wolf-like tenacity.

Yun Zhao bowed to him and bowed: "Gan Shuai." ”

"General Yun is lucky."

Yun Zhao stiffened his face, and saluted several generals on the side: "General Gu, General Yu, and Captain Wang." ”

They also bowed their hands to her and said respectfully, "General Yun." ”

From midsummer to mid-autumn, when the towering castle tower is crumbling, the figure of the girl becomes a symbol of victory on the battlefield. All their reluctance and doubts turned into acceptance and respect, as did the tens of millions of soldiers outside their tents.

Old General Gan looked at her calmly and asked: "Before you came, we were discussing, the Western Qin army has been fighting for a long time and has not retreated, intending to break through Yuyang Pass and point directly at Handan, we have only experienced the disaster of drought and flood, and it is not wise to fight fiercely." ”

General Gu took over the words, and his voice was like a bell: "Yes." But now the Western Qin army is like a mad dog, and we can't fight back. ”

The number of troops in Yuyang Pass was limited, and it was almost impossible to transfer troops from elsewhere.

Yun Zhao pursed his lips. She put her head down, her slender fingers pointing at the sand table in front of her, and her fingertips pointed at the forward battalion of the Western Qin Army outside Yuyang Pass.

"The forward battalion of the Western Qin Army is stationed thirty miles away, and we send a team of elite soldiers to attack overnight, but we can take the camp in three hours, and we can decide the victory before dawn."

"General Yun's idea is good, but if you can't pull out the camp in one fell swoop, the soldiers who go here will be sheep in the mouth of the tiger." Wang Duwei said.

Yun Zhao retracted his fingers and twisted the blood marks on his fingertips.

"If we take the forward battalion, we can take back Feng'an City, and we can almost decide whether we can take back Shuozhou." She lifted her chin, "Isn't it worth the risk that you can't fight?" ”

Several generals looked at her and did not speak, and did not quite approve of her rashness.

Yun Zhao and his hand: "Gan Shuai, Yun Zhao is willing to be the striker and lead the troops to raid the Western Qin forward battalion." ”

General Gan stared at her forehead and stroked his beard.

"Okay, I will allow you a thousand elite soldiers, and when you take the barracks, the army will rush to help."

"Yun Zhaoding will not disgrace his life."

At the beginning of the day, Yun Zhao led a thousand elite soldiers out of Yuyang Pass, walked lightly, pulled out the secret posts of Western Qin along the way, and before the time came, they had already sneaked outside the military camp of the forward camp of Western Qin.

Behind the tree, she commanded Thirteen, "Take ten men to the camp to burn grain and grass." ”

"Yes."

The rear camp was on fire, and the Western Qin military camp was immediately chaotic. The Chu army attacked from the front. At that time, Yun Zhao had already entered the main general's tent.

Feng Tan, the commander of the Western Qin Forward Battalion, heard the commotion outside and got up from his bed. Before he could scream, a cold sword was already in front of his neck.

"Who are you?"

"Da Chu, Yun Zhao."

Da Chu has been established for 63 years and has won a place in the troubled times. In the 613 years since the unification of the Wei Dynasty, Emperor Wei Ai favored his ministers, ignored the government and disregarded the people's livelihood.

Ji Jiang, the former general of Chuzhou, united with the palace forbidden army to guard Yuncheng, launched a palace change, Emperor Wei Ai was beheaded by Ji Jiang in the main hall, and the king of Qi fled with countless gold and silver from the treasury to avoid the fiefdom of Shuzhou.

As a result, the 613 years of the Wei Dynasty were all wiped out in blood, and it became a bleak text in historical documents.

Jijiang established himself as the emperor, changed the name of the country to Chu, centered on Handan and Chuzhou in the west city, and expanded outward, according to the territory of 17 states. The founding general Yun Cheng was named the first class of Ronglai Hou, hereditary replacement, and became a hot figure in the new dynasty.

Wars broke out, the land was divided, and after decades of sixteen nations, the chaos was determined to hold the balance.

When the sky was bright, the Chu army had completely captured the Western Qin forward battalion, and the overall situation was initially decided.

Facing the rising sun, Yun Zhao stood on the scorched earth, full of thoughts. The dust in the air was wafting, and the soldiers of the Chu State who were acting in an orderly manner were counting the prisoners and cleaning up the battlefield. When they saw her, they all bowed down and called: "General." ”

The young general is only fourteen years old. Three months ago, she was still a little girl in the capital, although she learned martial arts and taught the art of war deviantly, but she was finally a noble girl of Houmen with a delicate face and a beautiful temperament.

In the space of three months, the scorching sun of Yuyang Pass had stripped her skin, leaving behind a stubborn and bloody body and a crippled soul.

"General Yun, Gan Shuai, please come over."

A clear voice interrupted her thoughts. Yun Zhao looked back and saw in front of him a handsome and heroic young man.

General Gan discussed with her the report to the imperial court, as well as the next plan to recover Shuozhou.

The old general patted her on the shoulder, and his tone was not lacking in appreciation: "It is worthy of being the heir of the Marquis of Ronglai, and the women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows." ”

Yun Zhao pulled the corners of his lips slightly, but he didn't have half a joy: "Gan Shuai praised it." ”

"If your father were still alive, he would be proud of you."

Hearing someone mention his father, Yun Zhao pursed the corners of his mouth indifferently.

She is a child who has not been blessed since birth, how can her father be proud of her.

Gan Shuai didn't notice her expression, and looked at the blue sky outside through the curtain lifted by the tent.

He couldn't help but recall the young man. Ten years ago on another battlefield, he had seen the most brutal casualties.

"In the battle of Caiqiu back then, if there was no Ronglai Hou, I was afraid that my great Chu country would not be protected." General Gan let out a long sigh.

"It can't be!" Yun Zhao stood up in shock.

General Gan's voice was like a sharp arrow, piercing through all her indifferent disguises.

She subconsciously frowned, and blurted out without thinking, even in a tone that did not understand politeness: "Cai Qiu won in three days, why did the general say this?" ”

General Gan looked back at her.

Yun Zhao was like a small beast, showing his sharp claws and teeth towards the enemy, arching his back and ready to pounce on him at any time. He began to understand a little bit of the reason why the girl had been out of place with the other person these days.

"Cai Qiu's quick victory in annihilating the elite of the Lu Kingdom is the ending arranged by your father." Gan Shuai's old and sharp eyes stared at her and said, "He sent someone early to intercept the military report sent back to the court by the Lu army, and sacrificed his life to fight to the death, for this result, the 20,000 people stationed in Caiqiu died on the battlefield." ”

Yun Zhao was suddenly at a loss, and suddenly raised her head and hurriedly said the facts she knew: "In the battle of Caiqiu, although the enemy is outnumbered, our army attacked with oil and won a quick victory in three days, father...... It was too late to dodge and be shot. ”

Shi Zai is no different from what she said. Everyone praised that although this was not a large-scale war, it almost established the status of the Chu State in the troubled times, and the Marquis of Rong Lai was still glorious even though he died. Only she, silently resented during these ten years.

Old General Gan looked at her with pity and sighed: "Before your father died, he was hit by thirteen arrows. ”

Yun Zhao returned to the battlefield at this moment, it was Cai Qiu's battlefield back then. The sound of fighting in her ears was endless, and she seemed to see her father wearing battle armor, covered in blood from the battle.

In fact, she couldn't remember her father's appearance very well, but she relied on his portrait in the study to fill in the few memories of her father in her mind.

"When I arrived with the troops, your father only asked me two things, one was to present the secret letter he left to the emperor, and the other was to ask me to go to Yingzhou to find the then state king Yanshu."

Wang Yanshu, that is the teacher hired for her by Mrs. Zhou.

Yun Zhao wanted to go back to the capital, wanted to go back to the Hou Mansion, and she wanted to ask her husband in person if this was true.

Yun Zhao's impression of his father was only a black coffin in the end.

After the Battle of Caiqiu, the victorious division returned to the dynasty, and Emperor Shen came to the city gate to greet him. Yun Zhao, who was five years old at the time, barely reached the battlements with her small body, and she tried her best to stand on tiptoe and look down.

The elite soldiers lined up, and there was a black coffin in front of the formation.

She couldn't remember what the weather was, but for the first time she thought it would be so cold on a midsummer morning.

Drums beat under the city. The emperor sighed: "Yun Zhao, go and say goodbye to your father." ”

Cao's attendant bent down and led her down the city tower and out of the city gate. She looked at the black coffin, and the person standing beside her she knew, was the fifth housekeeper in the house.

She was stunned in front of the coffin for a long time, then suddenly ran over and hugged the fifth child's thigh, raised her little face and asked, "Fifth uncle, is my father really dead?" ”

She had tears in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to cry. Lao Wu was sad, gently stroked her head, and choked in her throat: "Little master, say goodbye to Master Hou." ”

Yun Zhao let go of his hand, shrunk his back cowardly, and retreated to the front of the coffin. She stared at the coffin, almost as tall as hers, as if lost in the wasteland. She shrugged her shoulders from tears to tears, and knelt down and bowed: "Zhao'er welcomes her father home." ”

The childish words caused the soldiers to cry. The voice lingered in her dreams for a long time.