Volume 1 The Sword of the Son of Heaven Chapter 197 Another year of trouble in a row
Zhushan Temple became a ruin, and the cloud lacked a sword to kill the demon monk.
In addition to saving Yu Guogong and Shoufu and others, it seems that there is no gain, but in fact, it is not without benefits.
At least under Yun Que's perception, the corpse king worm that had eaten all night had vague signs of advancement, and was about to reach the level of a second-level demon beast.
For the corpse king worm, the best food is the ghost and the corpse.
After meeting with Lan Yu, Yun Que truthfully informed his guess about Zhushan Temple.
Knowing that the abbot was actually controlled by the barbarian Hesa, Lan Yu was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and she wanted to immediately move her army north to catch the old thing in Udana and pick up the skin and cramp.
Because of the merit of the Hanshui Marquis, the emperor verbally rewarded a bunch of things, such as cloth and BMW, fertile fields, etc., anyway, there was nothing serious.
Emperor Yuan Ming, who had been frightened all night, became more and more depressed, and at this time, the national teacher was late.
Wei Mocheng offered two pills, and the emperor immediately praised him as if he had received a treasure, and his attitude was much happier than when he rewarded Yun Que.
Yun Que scoffed at Emperor Yuan Ming's pretentiousness.
The skill of saving the driver has not been able to return the title of Yanmen Marquis, which shows how deep Emperor Yuan Ming's prejudice against Yun Que's father and son is.
The emperor turned to the barracks to rest, and the national teacher accompanied him.
Zhou Shibo and Lan Yu finally had time to count the number of people who died in the battle last night.
Nearly 10,000 soldiers were killed in the battle.
Being attacked by an army of 100,000 white bones, it only cost less than 10,000 people, and after learning the news, Lan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, so he could bear the damage of the battle.
Zhou Shibo's face was no longer solemn as before, and he looked a lot more relaxed.
For an army of millions, the battle loss of 10,000 people is really nothing.
But Yun Que always frowned.
The emperor climbed the mountain to worship the Buddha once, and as a result, nearly 10,000 soldiers died!
10,000 soldiers may be inconspicuous among the million-strong army, but if they are arranged individually, it is a crowd that cannot be seen in the dark.
10,000 people, enough to support a medium-sized town!
The number of people in Yanmen Town is only 10,000 or 20,000.
It can be said that in one night, a small town in Yanguo has become a ghost town!
In the distance, several huge fires were blazing.
Soldiers kept throwing corpses into the fire and incinerating them.
Black smoke billowed from the riverbank, reaching into the sky.
Yun Que seemed to be able to see the souls of those soldiers who had died in battle moving far away along the endless river.
In the early morning, there are cuckoos singing in the forests on the mountain, crying blood.
The smoke of corpses, white bones, and the long river outline a desolate picture in the sound of cuckoos crying blood.
This was the Northern Expedition.
This is the cruelty of the battlefield.
Facing the long river, Yun Que felt and whispered.
"Zhu Langshan cries cuckoos in spring, Xinan Creek and North thorn boats, the long river rises eighty feet, and the soldiers have been in trouble for another year."
The poetry is simple, but with a sense of desolation.
Zhou Shibo bowed his head slightly when he heard this, and his expression was full of approval.
He is the head of the civil officials, and when he is the head of the court, he can naturally hear the artistic conception contained in the word Yun Que.
Even the big blue jade was touched by the desolate meaning in the word, and sighed.
Zhou Jingshu's beautiful eyes were filled with surprise.
She always felt that Yun Que was a prodigal marquis, maybe he was just a little more talented in swordsmanship, and he was still no different from the ruffians on the street, and he had no education at all, otherwise he would not have hung her, the daughter of the dignified chief assistant, and whipped her.
Now that she heard that Yun Que had made a statement, Zhou Jingshu was surprised again.
She has read poetry since she was a child, and she can be called a talented girl, and she has a very high talent for poetry, so she can naturally hear the bitterness and helplessness of the war expressed in the poems.
I didn't expect this guy to be able to be literate and martial, Zhou Jingshu pursed her lips and thought secretly.
"It's been another year of war." Zhou Shibo shook his head with a sigh, and said bitterly: "This Northern Expedition, I don't know how many people can come back alive." ap.
"A good boy should fight in all directions, throwing his head and spilling blood for his family and country!" Lan Yu said awe-inspiringly, "The army is assembled and cross the river today!"
The rear team of the army changed to the front team, gradually moving away from Zhulang Mountain, and gathered near the original dock.
On the way, Yun Que always thought about the crisis that happened in Zhushan Temple.
After all, the two armies clashed, if they could take advantage of this to hit the Northern Expedition army, the barbarian side would steadily reap the benefits of the fisherman, and once the army crossed the Hanshui River, it would be a real fight with real swords and guns.
But Wei Mocheng seemed to know everything about Hesa Uda's actions.
Otherwise, why did he excuse himself by saying that he was not a person who worships Buddha, so as to perfectly avoid the danger of Zhushan Temple.
"Yinhu ......"
Yun Que muttered this cold word in his heart.
Judging from all kinds of signs, Yun Que felt more and more that Wei Mocheng was very likely to be the Yin Tiger of the Zodiac, the three Dark Sword Envoys in charge of the Yan Kingdom Sword Palace!
And Hesa Uda may also be one of the Darksword Messengers.
In this way, it can be explained why the national teacher happened to avoid Zhushan Temple.
Whether Wuda is a dark sword envoy or not, Yun Que has no way to confirm it, and he can't ask one by one on the snake order.
It would be much simpler to determine whether the national teacher was related to Yinhu.
Yun Que broke away from the team alone and took out the snake order in the depths of the dense forest on the side of the road.
After calming down, use the aura to urge the token and communicate the Yinhu pattern on the token.
He wanted to talk to Yinhu alone.
After a while, Yin Hu's hoarse voice came from the token.
"What?"
"I'm almost there, when will I do it."
"Is the blind snake domesticated, yes, it will act in the near future, just wait for my news."
"Okay, where are you now?"
"Imperial City."
Hearing this answer, Yun Que frowned.
Yinhu is not in the army, but in the imperial city!
So, Wei Mocheng is not Yinhu?
Yun Que plans to use the blind snake as an excuse to find out Yinhu's current position, if the other party says that it is on the bank of the Hanshui River, then it must be Wei Mocheng.
But now this reply makes Yun Que a little unsure of Yinhu's true identity.
is also a dark sword envoy, and the other party does not need to be a cover in the position.
"Canghai smiled." Cloud lacks a way.
"Broken through the ages."
After the last sound came from the token, the halo faded out.
"Am I wrong?"
Yun Que returned to the team with a hint of doubt.
Half a day later, more than a dozen giant barges crossed the river, connecting each other in chains to form a spacious bridge.
Lan Yu gave the order, and the army began to cross the river.
In normal times, the Hanshui River can be used as a natural barrier to block the iron hooves of the barbarians, but when it comes to the Northern Expedition, it becomes a drag.
If you don't cross the river, how can you recover the lost territory in the north of the bank?
The two pioneer battalions were the first to step on the bridge, led by Yun Que and Gao Sheng.
The afternoon sun shines warmly on people, dispelling a bit of the coolness of late autumn.
The weather is sunny and cloudless, and the land north of the shore is clear at a glance.
From the line of sight, there is no ambush to be seen.
Yun Que and Gao Sheng stood side by side on the bridge in the middle of the river, and a large group of people passed quickly past the two of them one after another.
"Yunhou is amazing! One person broke Zhushan Temple, this credit cannot be crowned king, is the emperor stupid, and rewarded a bunch of broken things."
Gao Sheng screamed for Yun Que, and as he spoke, he suddenly saw a big fish swimming under the boat.
"Huh? What a big fish!"
In Gao Sheng's exclamation, the barge under his feet suddenly began to shake violently.