Chapter Seventy-One: The Shadows of Celebration
The little marquis Song Hu is gone.
The 20,000 wolf-like elite iron horsemen he brought with him also retreated with him.
The city of Lanzhou is saved!
Everyone on the city wall of Lanzhou, from Zhu Ao, the king of Su, Ma Jing, the prison army, to every unknown little soldier guarding the city wall, everyone was crazy and cheering, celebrating this hard-won victory.
Even Mr. Tang Da and Mr. Huangyue, who usually walk the rivers and lakes and are accustomed to seeing blood and death, can't help but laugh at this moment.
When the people in the city learned the news, they all celebrated with ecstaty, and the whole city of Lanzhou suddenly became a sea of joy, full of people, rubbing shoulders one after another, echoing everywhere with the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers, and the cheers of the people full of joy.
People are often like this, only after experiencing the threat of death, will they feel the preciousness of life and the beauty of life.
Ye Feng was standing in front of the city gate with his horse at this moment, looking up at the flags waving and waving in the city, the crowd celebrating wantonly, they were swaying their joy to the fullest, and only now did he feel that the string that had been tight was slowly loosened.
Even he himself felt unbelievable that Song Xiaohou Ye actually retreated like this!
Originally, when he rode out of the city alone, even he didn't have any hope in his heart, the soldiers came to the city, outnumbered, no matter how you looked at it, they had no chance of winning.
How did you know that the reinforcements arrived at this time, and how did you know that the Black Armor Guard also outflanked Song Hu's army as planned at this time.
It is also strange that no one knows why Zhang Xin, the Marquis of Longping, actually wrote a secret letter to the generals in the army at this time, causing them to defect and tear Song Hu's army apart.
However, the most crucial coincidence is that at this very time, there will be Tatar cavalry invaded the territory. All these coincidences happened suddenly, converging at this point in time, and finally forcing Song Hu to order the withdrawal of troops and return to the Ganliang border to resist the invasion of the Tatar cavalry.
But is all this really a coincidence?
Ye Feng didn't believe it, besides, when he remembered the last words that Song Hu said to him when he was leaving, he felt that a dark cloud was shrouded in his heart.
Song Hu said that the captain of the guard who poisoned Ma Jing was not instructed by him, what does this mean?
Could it be that the black hand behind the scenes of bribing the captain of the guard and poisoning Ma Jing to provoke all this turmoil is actually not Song Xiaohouye?
So why did Mobeicheng go to Imperial Doctor Jian's house late at night to kill everyone and kill everyone? He obviously admitted that he was at the behest of Song Xiaohou?
If the captain of the guard was not instructed by Song Hu, why did the captain of the guard flee to his barracks on the night when Song Hu led the army to the city of Lanzhou, and finally ended up being beheaded?
All this makes no sense at all!
Could it be that Song Hu is playing tricks and lying to himself in order to get away with it?
This is also not right, in the current situation, no matter what he says, this guilt will be on his head anyway, there is no need for him to lie to Ye Feng to deny it, because it is meaningless.
What's more, judging from his expression at that time, Ye Feng believed that he was not lying.
What is the truth? Ye Feng felt more and more confused in his heart at this time.
He stood there and lowered his head in thought, and Mo Qizhong stood quietly beside him, watching his face be cloudy for a while, but he didn't make a sound to disturb him.
After a long while, Ye Feng woke up from his contemplation, and when he looked up and saw Mo Qizhong, who had been forgotten by himself, he didn't realize that his face was red, and he lowered his head and shouted: "Seventh Uncle!"
Mo Qizhong smiled faintly and asked, "Have you figured it out?"
He didn't ask Ye Feng what he was thinking, because he could roughly guess that observing words and colors, and observing people in the end was originally one of the skills of the Mohist school.
Ye Feng shook his head and said in a low voice: "Some things still can't be explained, and I still can't figure it out." ”
Mo Qizhong laughed and said: "Silly boy, there are many things in the world that you don't need to understand too much, and if you want to understand everything, you will live a very tired life." Remember, manpower is sometimes exhausted. ”
Ye Feng nodded a little incomprehensibly.
Mo Qizhong changed the topic for a moment, and suddenly said: "But there is one thing that even I, an old man, have not understood until now. ”
Ye Feng asked, "What's the matter?"
Mo Qizhong winked at Ye Feng with some curiosity and asked, "What kind of words did you write to Song Hu that made him suddenly lose his temper at all and obediently withdraw from the army?"
Ye Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Actually, it's nothing to put it bluntly, I just wrote him the words "Death and Cold" on the ground. ”
Mo Qizhong was stunned: "Lips and teeth are cold?"
Ye Feng explained: "Song Hu thought that he had guessed the emperor's thoughts, thinking that the emperor had always been jealous of King Su and wanted to get rid of him, so he set such a trap on his own initiative and wanted to kill King Su. He thought that this would not only avenge his personal vendetta, but also implicitly fit the emperor's wishes. It's a pity he was wrong. ”
Mo Qizhong frowned: "Oh, how did you think wrong?"
Ye Feng said: "It is true that the emperor is jealous of King Su, but the emperor is also very jealous of the Marquis of Xining, who is far away in the northwest border and has a heavy army. King Su and the Marquis of Xining, one is deeply popular with the people, and the other has heavy troops, if the two of them collude in private, I am afraid that the northwest area will no longer be the northwest under the rule of the imperial court. ”
Therefore, although the old marquis has been guarding in the northwest for many years during his lifetime, he has always been a stranger to His Royal Highness King Su, never had a personal relationship, and kept a distance, not because he and His Royal Highness King Su both understand that only when the two of them make a discordant gesture, contain each other, and check and balance each other, is the situation that the emperor wants to see the most, and the court will rest assured of them. ”
It's a pity that these reasons can't be said to others, only the two of them know it by themselves. This is why there are rumors in the army after the death of the old marquis. And, small
Hou Ye actually really believed it. ”
Mo Qizhong is such a shrewd person, he has already understood at this moment: "Therefore, Song Hu must not get rid of His Royal Highness King Su now." ”
Ye Feng nodded and said: "Yes, if Song Hu breaks through Lanzhou City today and gets rid of His Royal Highness King Su, from now on he is the only one in the northwest, and he also has a heavy army, how can the emperor feel at ease? ”
At this time, Song Hu privately transferred troops and horses, brutalized the royal family, and slaughtered innocent people, all of these serious crimes will be turned over, and the emperor will not only not protect him, but will definitely kill him, in order to block the world's Youyou, and also take the opportunity to remove the hidden dangers in the northwest. ”
"Therefore, if Song Hu wants to protect himself, he must not be able to get rid of King Su, he is now guilty of a serious crime, only if King Su is here, and the court needs him to balance King Su, he will have the value of existence. They are like a relationship of lips and teeth, and if one perishes, the other will be overthrown. ”
"That's why I wrote the four words to him, Song Hu can set up such a trick, of course, he is also a smart person, he understands what I mean at a glance, and the situation at that time is compelling, this battle is barely fought and he has no chance of winning, so in desperation, he has no choice but to retreat. ”
Mo Qizhong looked at Ye Feng with appreciative eyes and nodded, suddenly he thought of something again, his eyes lit up and asked: "According to your statement, now that I think about it, the matter of Zhang Xin, the Marquis of Longping, writing a secret letter to the generals in the army, must not be simple behind it?"
Ye Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then replied, "I guess that Marquis Longping wrote a letter to these generals, most likely because of the emperor's instructions. After all, maintaining the status quo in the northwest is the most in line with the interests of the imperial court and the emperor's thoughts. Otherwise, King Su and the little marquis are all gone, and the northwest has to find a new candidate who can not only reassure the emperor, but also have the talent to govern the army, which is not so easy. ”
"As for the content of the secret letter of the Marquis of Longping, most of it is to analyze the situation for these generals and find a way out for them. They are all subordinates of the old marquis of Xining for many years, once Song Hu is questioned, they will all be purged, just rely on this article, I am afraid that they will all move their heads. ”
Therefore, they didn't want Song Hu's plan to succeed, and when they saw that the situation was not good on the battlefield just now, they immediately stood still, watched from the wall, and drew a clear line with Song Hu, which forced Song Hu to withdraw his troops. ”
After hearing this, Mo Qizhong laughed and said: "In this way, wouldn't the hundreds of thousands of people in this Lanzhou city have to burn high incense to thank Emperor Lao'er? ”
Ye Feng also smiled and said: "The whole world is not the king's land, and the coast of the land is not the king's ministers, they are all the emperor's people!"
The two were talking in front of the city gate, and they saw from a distance that a team came out of the mountains and forests on the side of Lanzhou City.
The team looked rather comical, some of them were dressed in battle armor, others were dressed in cloth clothes, and they were colorful and colorful
The weapons in their hands are also varied, they have everything, and some even hold iron farm tools.
They looked to be only about 2,000 men, but all the soldiers carried on their shoulders all sorts of banners and flags, and at first glance they would have thought that they numbered in the tens of thousands.
Ye Feng thought of the so-called reinforcements that appeared in the mountains and forests he saw just now, it turned out to be them!
He couldn't help but think of what Song Hu said about dealing with this rabble of farmers, only 3,000 elite soldiers were needed.
Now it seems that with the well-equipped tiger and wolf army under Song Hu's command just now, if you want to deal with this team in front of you, which is even more rabble than the rabble, five hundred elite soldiers are enough to wipe them out.
Ye Feng thought of the discolored expression on Song Hu's face when he saw these flags in the mountains and forests, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
Mo Qichong on the side suddenly glanced at him, and said with a displeased face: "Isn't it funny?"
Ye Feng was stunned, he didn't understand why Mo Qizhong suddenly changed his face, and when he was stunned, a thought flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Could it be that they are all Seventh Uncle, and you arranged it single-handedly?"
(End of chapter)