Chapter Ninety-Three: Wei, Leaving Nothing

Now Weicheng seems to be as peaceful as it was in the past, but there are some common feelings, but Ma Shixiang is worried.

In recent days, there have been very few caravans passing through Weicheng, and although the continuous rainstorm has made the grassland soft and muddy, it is still a little strange.

What alarmed him the most was that, according to the rangers, the group of horse thieves who had been entrenched in Lake Subi for many years had suddenly disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where those guys had gone.

When Ning Que was still in Weicheng, the Seven Cities Walled City was the most frequent in clearing and harvesting Sobi Lake, and the income from collecting firewood was the most lucrative, but even in those years, the horse thieves were still reluctant to give up Sobi Lake.

The last time the horse thieves left Sobi Lake en masse was because of the black carriage, because Ning Que took the girl to look at Weicheng from afar, so what was the reason for their disappearance this time?

But although the mountains and forests on the shores of Lake Subi showed signs of loosening, there were no signs of landslides, and the daring horse thieves would never give up their nests out of fear.

Ma Shixiang walked down the low earthen city wall, greeted the soldiers and vendors in the city, and walked back to the simple military tent, looking at the military information sent by the Beida camp yesterday, and was silent for a long time.

Time passed, the tent was lifted, and a dusty lieutenant hurried in.

Ma Shixiang's eyes lit up suddenly, Huo Ran got up and said, "What did you say?"

The lieutenant shook his head and said: "Kaiping said that the military intelligence has already been sent to the Beida Camp quickly, and the other six walled cities have also found some strangeness, but the Beida Camp has not heard back for a long time. ”

"A part of the Zhenbei Army is still staying in Helan City with His Majesty Xià to conquer the Eastern Wilderness, and there is no news, and now the imperial court is going to transfer troops to Shengyang City to cloth you."

Ma Shixiang looked at the military information and frowned deeply, and continued: "The General's Mansion is now mainly focused on the eastward advance, and I am afraid that I am a little lazy about the military information reported below. ”

The lieutenant asked, "What then?"

"That's not what I'm most worried about. ”

Ma Shixiang said worriedly: "What I am most afraid of is that if the main force of the Zhenbei Army is really transferred to the east, and the Golden Horde Court Elite Cavalry will attack the south with all its might, even if the General's Mansion can react, there will be no strength to stop it." ,、

The captain's face suddenly became extremely nervous, and his voice trembled slightly: "Over the years, the cavalry of the royal court have only dared to invade and harass ...... How could you have the audacity to go south?"

Ma Shixiang said indifferently: "The dean and His Majesty have passed away one after another, and the court is restless, and now the Northeast Frontier Army has suffered heavy losses. The royal cavalry is like a pack of hungry wolves, when we are strong, they dare not make any moves, but when we are a little weak, they will show their fangs. ”

The lieutenant asked, "General, what are we going to do then?"

"Chilled ...... Let the cook make a plate of bitter baskets tonight and mix it with surprise, I'm a little angry these days. ”

Ma Shixiang stood up and walked outside the tent and said, "In addition, tell everyone that the alert level is the highest. In the storeroom, I remember that there were still more than a dozen muskets taken out neatly, and beware of open flames. ”

In the dark moment in the future, the top military governor of Weicheng on the border of the Tang Dynasty, as in the past few years, explained his duties like a miscellaneous matter, ordinary and meticulous.

He will be retired next year, and when he returns to his hometown to hold his grandson, he doesn't want to encounter war again than anyone else, but he knows better than anyone that when war comes, no one can escape.

Fortunately, he has seen a lot of fights and deaths, so although he vaguely knows that this battle will be very different from the past, he is still very calm and sleeps very sweetly.

In the early morning, awakened by the emergency warning letter, Ma Shixiang still had time to wash his face, wear a helmet and armor, wipe his sword and tighten his bow, and came to the head of Weicheng again under the escort of the soldiers.

The morning sun has left the ground, illuminating the wasteland red, and the clouds that have shrouded Weicheng for many days have finally dispersed, but the people in Weicheng, looking at the picture in front of them, do not feel a trace of warmth.

Countless cavalry of the Golden Horde, bathed in the morning light, covered the fields outside the city like black wolves, and there was no way to count their numbers with the naked eye.

Ma Shixiang squinted his eyes, looked at the king flag in the depths of the Golden Horde, and suddenly laughed proudly, and said: "We are actually on Shan Yu's marching route, now Lao Wei and they can't envy me to death?"

The Tang army at the head of Weicheng City knew that the old Wei that the general said was the military commander of Kaipingji, and he had crushed the general to death all his life, and the general did not gossip about this person on weekdays.

If it were normal times, everyone would inevitably have to cater to jokes, but today no one can laugh out loud. Their faces were very ugly, and their hands holding the hilts of their knives were a little cold.

Ma Shixiang smiled and asked solemnly, "Did you prepare the horse you prepared the day before yesterday?"

An adjutant replied: "Report to the general, everything is ready." ”

Ma Shixiang asked, "Is it the best horse?"

"Yes. ”

"Isn't it the best rider?"

"Yes. ”

"A horse to Kaiping Ji reported...... Lao Wei's side is estimated to be about the same, and it is enough to send a horse. ”

Ma Shixiang Yan said: "Four horses go to Beidaying to report the news, and the other four horses return to Chang'an City to report the news, remember to change horses non-stop, now the whole Datang needs your speed." ”

The nine Tang soldiers who have been singled out in advance should be loud.

Ma Shixiang looked at the picture outside Weicheng and said indifferently: "Sue the people in Chang'an City, don't care about the prince of Longqing, don't care about the miscellaneous things in the east, my Tang Zhendu's enemy has made a move." ”

Nine Tang soldiers left from the rear of Weicheng, and with dozens of Weicheng's best war horses, began to carry out their own tasks.

Ma Shixiang looked back at the shopkeeper, laundry aunt and small number of residents under the wall, and said after a moment of silence: "I'm sorry, Shixiang is responsible for guarding the land and protecting the people, but I'm afraid I can't protect you today, or leave, or go into the cellar to hide, believe me, my Tang army will always come back one day." ”

The adjutant asked, "General, the enemy is powerful, what should we do next?"

All the soldiers in Weicheng looked at Ma Shixiang.

Ma Shixiang's gray hair fluttered gently in the morning breeze.

"To guard the country for the Tang Dynasty, then you still have to defend it. ”

"Yes. ”

The cavalry of the Golden Horde outside Weicheng began to move.

The whole wasteland began to shake.

The earthen walls of Weicheng trembled incessantly, and years of ash fell on them.

The black-pressed grassland cavalry came like a tide, and Weicheng was instantly submerged.

In the autumn of the eighteenth year of the Apocalypse, the northeastern border army of the Tang Dynasty was annihilated.

Chang'an City intends to transfer a part of the foreign army to Tuyang City to resist the invasion of the Yan army. Right now. The Golden Horde, which had been quiet for decades, mobilized all its forces to sweep south with an avalanche and invade the Tang Realm.

The Tang army of the Seven Cities Walled City resisted bravely, but the enemy was powerful and was broken one after another.

The steppe cavalry continued to move south, and the front of the troops was directed towards Chang'an. (To be continued)