Wei Rui quietly looked at the abbot who had lost his self-control, and he never thought that as soon as the word Ling Xiao came out, the abbot would be so out of shape. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it seems that his guess will not be wrong, this Ling Xiao went to Yongzhou alone last time, and it is determined that this Fuxian Temple is inextricably linked.

"Abbot, monks don't speak, can you tell me about the three questions that Wei Huaiwen asked now?" Wei Rui said earnestly.

The abbot pondered for a long time before he raised his head, folded his hands and said: "General Wei, the old monk knows that you are now the parent official of this Yongzhou, but I and this Fuxian Temple are also outside the red dust. ”

“...... Abbot, Huaiwen knows that you are reluctant to speak out in order to protect others. It's just that the tragedy of Lord Zhang Yuanzhi's murder has now fallen on me, and I must solve this case. Wei Rui sighed softly, if it wasn't for the fact that there was something about Master Zhang at the beginning, how could he come to Yongzhou again and again to investigate clues?

"General, what do you think of Lord Zhang Yuanzhi?" the abbot was silent for a long time before he asked.

"Lord Zhang is loyal and kind, he has served as an assassin in Yongzhou for more than 20 years, there are no big traitors and evildoers under his rule, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and he is an official with an excellent reputation. Wei Rui replied truthfully.

"If you can wipe out Lord Zhang's family, and such a vicious thing can be done, hasn't the general thought that the black hand behind this scene must be a very powerful person?"

“...... Of course, Huaiwen thought about it, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't be greater than the law, and no matter how powerful he is, he can't kill innocent people in vain. Wei Rui said.

"Alas...... What the general said was extreme, but it was just ...... There are so many things that you and I can't grasp. The abbot knew that if he spoke to him, the situation would be out of control.

Wei Rui's heart also sank suddenly, he thought of a person in his heart, although the abbot did not say the name of this person, but the meaning of the words, how could he not understand? If this matter is really related to this person, I am afraid that he wants to investigate, and all he encounters are obstacles, and the final result is that it is not over.

"Abbot, are you worried about him?" Wei Rui quietly stretched out his hand and made a gesture, the abbot looked at the gesture he made, and admired his cleverness in his heart, he nodded slightly, "General Jiuwen is an extremely smart person, and now I can see that the old monk sincerely admires it." ”

"Is it really related to this person?" Wei Rui withdrew his gesture, his brow furrowed into a pimple.

"The general should think carefully first, whether you want to listen to the result you want, if the general knows the result, can he continue to investigate?"

Wei Rui was silent, what the abbot had just said made him hesitate, and now if he really insisted on investigating it, what the result would be, he knew better than anyone else.

"General, you can stay in the small temple for a while longer, and the old monk can often accompany the general to lecture and drink tea, which is also good. The abbot naturally understands Wei Rui's state of mind at this time, it is a big trouble to investigate, and it is also a big trouble not to investigate, and now whether this matter is investigated or not, for him, it is like a fish in his throat, and he is in a dilemma.

“...... It's okay, Huaiwen will stay in the temple for a while for a while, and the right is to cultivate himself. "Wei Rui really needs time to think about how to check it out.

"So good, so good!" the abbot secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Abbot, Huai Wen has one more thing to ask for!" Wei Rui suddenly remembered something that his wife had instructed.

"General, please speak!"

"Mrs. is now a believer in Buddhism, in the capital has also found a suitable nunnery, often give some incense, now the emperor ordered me to serve as the history of Yongzhou Thorn, Mrs. wants to inquire, this Yongzhou, is there a nunnery that can give incense?"

"The nunnery from the small temple dozens of miles, there is a hidden cui hermitage, the incense in the nunnery is also very good, if Mrs. Wei came to Yongzhou, but you can often go to the green hermitage, the master inside is also a perennial practitioner, in the Buddhist is also very intensive. The abbot replied in a low voice.

"So, Huaiwen thanked you!"

The abbot got up and said goodbye: "The general should not work too hard, the old monk looked at the general's face, it seems that he is not in good health, and he should pay more attention to rest." ”

"Thank you Abbot for his care, Huaiwen has been ill for many years, but it has not improved, Huaiwen can only slowly recuperate, there is no other way. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Wei Rui's mouth, now that he is riddled with diseases, he is naturally helpless, if his body is somewhat better, he will inevitably go into battle to kill the enemy and prevent the Northern Wei Dynasty from being outside the country.

At this time, he suddenly remembered Fan Jun, the quiet young man who sat beside him that day, the surprise and astonishment when the catastrophe was approaching, the pain and helplessness after learning about the expedition, and finally the wordless eyes of Fan Yuncheng's father and son, which made Wei Rui extremely impressed, I don't know how the thin young man was in the army at this time? Can he survive the upcoming battles, the bloody rain and bloody wind again and again, and whether he can save himself until he returns triumphantly.

Outside Shaoyang City, Fan Jun is in Zhao Cao's shouting, trying to carry grain and grass, after his last guidance, Zhao Cao has transported grain and grass several times, has always been the waterway, the road is also safe, but on the land, arranged a few teams of suspicious soldiers, although the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty has been seen from afar, but there is no head-on conflict, everything is safe.

The ships carrying grain were already full of grain, because of the heavy rain in recent days, and the outside of the cabin was covered with oilcloth to prevent the grain from entering the water. Fan Jun looked up at the sky that began to rain again, and for some reason there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart, the dense and unhurried rain that fell down heralded the arrival of the rainy season. Once the rainy season began, although it could temporarily stop the southward movement of the Northern Wei army, the follow-up supply of the Great Liang would also increase the difficulty.

He unconsciously stopped the work in his hand, and Zhao Cao, who looked at him from afar, had already seen that this kid had something in his heart, and he was depressed because of the continuous heavy rain these days, and I don't know if this kid wanted to go with him.

"Report, report!" The sentry outside the camp gate suddenly rushed in.

"Why are you so panicked?" Zhao Cao asked loudly, although he only said six words, the sentry who rushed over was frightened.

"What's going on!" Zhao Cao's heart also sank, and he didn't know what was going on outside?

"When patrolling outside Shaoyang City last night, I found a team of black cloth masked Northern Wei cavalry, they were far away last night, and the little ones didn't care, but half an hour ago, the little ones found that they were quickly approaching Shaoyang City......

"Why didn't you report earlier, if it was half an hour later, would you give this Shaoyang City to Yuan Ying?" Zhao Cao was so angry that he jumped to his feet, and he looked around for Fan Jun: "Fan Jun, where is Fan Jun?"

Fan Jun had quickly come to the north gate of Shaoyang City when the sentry rushed in from the outside, and it was raining heavily outside the city gate, and he couldn't see anything clearly with his eyes, but the uneasiness in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

"Fan Jun, Lord Zhao told you, hurry up. The guards of the city hurriedly called out to him.

"Among these four gates, which gate is the weakest in defense?" Fan Jun turned around and asked.

"If you talk about the deployment of troops, it is naturally the weakest at the south gate, and outside the south gate is the city of my beam, and the heavy defense is naturally to put the main forces at the north gate and the west gate. ”

Fan Jun didn't speak after hearing this, but quickly ran back to Zhao Cao's place, that Zhao Cao was in a hurry to turn around in the same place, and when he came back, it was like meeting a savior, and grabbed him: "Fan Jun, now that the Wei army has been killed, there are not many defenders in Shaoyang City, and most of them are not good at close combat...... I'm afraid it's not guaranteed. ”

"Lord Hui, the Wei army outside the camp gate is only afraid that it is a suspicious soldier, and the most critical place in Shaoyang City at present is the south gate. Fan Jun replied anxiously.

"How could it be at the South Gate? If they want to attack my Shaoyang City, they must start from the North Gate. Zhao Cao was confused.

"My lord, the leader of the Wei army who raided Shaoyang City was extremely clever, and he took advantage of the heavy rain in the past few days as a cover, bypassing the north gate and the west gate, and went straight to the south gate. ”

"Then why did they attack Shaoyang?" Zhao Cao didn't understand why the enemy was doing this.

"Lord Zhao, the enemy is not here for Shaoyang, but for the grain and grass in Shaoyang City. Fan Jun said loudly.

"Not good!" Zhao Cao suddenly remembered something, and his heart was anxious.

"Lord Zhao, please send someone to guard the south gate immediately. Fan Jun is also very anxious, at this time he must race against time with the enemy to seize the opportunity, if the Northern Wei cavalry quickly breaks through the south gate, I am afraid that Shaoyang City will really lose.

"Fan Jun, the most critical thing at this time is not my Shaoyang, but the army of Cao Jingzong and the prince. ”

"My lord, at this time, you must not send troops to reinforce General Cao!" Fan Jun hurriedly stopped.

"Why can't you send troops to reinforce it?" Zhao Cao was crazy at this time, and grabbed Fan Jun's collar, "If you don't send someone forward, how can General Cao retreat?"

"General Cao is leading an army of 300,000, plus the 100,000 army in the city of General Chang Zhongli, if they can't resist the attack of the Wei army, then Lord Zhao is only stationed in Shaoyang with more than 30,000 people, with more than 30,000 people of Lord Zhao, can he resist Yuan Ying's millions?" Fan Jun hurriedly explained, "Besides, if Shaoyang is lost, then General Cao is really in danger, and his hundreds of thousands of troops have no food and no rice, how many days can they hold out?"

Zhao Cao was stunned, this thin young man was neither humble nor arrogant at this time, although he was anxious in his heart, he was still so calm on the surface. Looking up and down the beam, the generals who can deal with things calmly and calmly can be counted with one hand, and the calm demeanor of the young man in front of him is no less than those generals who have led troops to fight all year round. Thinking of this, he slowly let go of his hand and pressed Fan Jun's shoulder instead: "What's the way, tell it quickly." ”

"Please send people to the south gate as soon as possible to strengthen the protection of troops, and immediately send men and horses out of the city from the west gate to outflank the Northern Wei cavalry attacking the south gate. ”

"At this time, Cao Fang was not in the city, and the rest of the generals were only escorting grain and grass, and they had no experience in leading troops to fight, so it was really not good...... I'll go. Zhao Cao hesitated, at this time he really had no generals to send.

"If Lord Zhao can trust me, I, Fan Jun, am willing to lead a team of men and horses to outflank the Wei soldiers in a roundabout way. ”

"You?" Zhao Cao looked at the thin young man in front of him with some suspicion, he was afraid that he couldn't even lift the gun, how could he lead the troops to fight.

"Please rest assured, my uncle Fan Yunji, served as a garrison in the state, since he was a child, Fan Jun often listened to his uncle's teachings, and knew a little about the art of war and tactics. Fan Jun paused word by word and said firmly.

Zhao Cao looked at the young man in front of him, the domineering in his eyes and the perseverance revealed in the corners of his mouth made Zhao Cao have to believe in his ability.

"Okay, I'll give you 3,000 men and horses, bring my weapons and war horses, and you take them to the south gate to cut off the back road of the Wei army. Zhao Cao stretched out his hand and pointed to the war horse tied to the outside of the tent, and the halberd on the horse.

"Obey, my lord!" Fan Jun reached out and took the token from Zhao Cao's hand, turned around and walked out of the tent.

To the south of Shaoyang City, the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty had quickly approached the drawbridge in front of the city gate, and the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty were all masked with black cloth, and the heavy rain in the sky could not block the cold light emitted by the scimitars in their hands.

"Who are you?" Zhao Cao had already climbed the city tower at this time, he looked at the black pressure of the Northern Wei cavalry under the city, admired Fan Jun in his heart as a god, and also pinched a sweat for him to fight in a roundabout way, at a glance at these cavalry, he knew that it was far from the cavalry led by Yuan Ying and Yang Dayan, these cavalry were extremely strong and fast, and they knew at first sight that they were trained brave warriors.

The leading general swung the scimitar in his hand violently in the air, and the cavalry behind him grabbed the horse's belly and quickly rushed forward. They had to take advantage of the speed of their horses to rush across the moat and quickly attack the city gates.

Zhao Cao hurriedly ordered the archers to shoot arrows indiscriminately, and at the same time threw the Rolling Wood Thunder Stone prepared in advance towards the city. The cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty did not expect the Liang army to be so well prepared, and the speed of the horses slowed down, and some of them rushed across the moat, but more cavalry and horses fell into the river and were washed downstream by the rising river.

The leading general was angry, he took down the bow and arrow on his body, and the Wei army behind him also took down the bow and arrow by himself, and the general took the bow and arrow, and shouted loudly: "Release!"

The cavalry under his command was less than a thousand people, and at this time, the arrows in his hands kept flying towards the city tower, and Zhao Cao hurriedly ordered the shield hand to step forward to resist the attack. The arrows of this group of cavalry were extremely accurate, and many soldiers around him had fallen to the ground one after another. When Zhao Cao saw this situation, he secretly complained in his heart, and he didn't know if Fan Jun had led someone to the south gate.

The Northern Wei generals saw that there were no more rolling wood thunder stones falling on the gate of Shaoyang, so they ordered people to attack the city again. At this moment, he put behind him the scouts who were scouting the surrounding enemy situation, and quickly galloped in front of him: "General, a Liang army rushed out of the west gate and rushed towards us. ”

"Strange, how did they know our whereabouts so quickly?" the general asked, puzzled.

"General, if they come, it will form a front and rear attack, which is extremely ineffective for us, and I hope that the general will not fall in love with the battle, and withdraw quickly. ”

"Hmph, I have never withdrawn the word in my eyes, and I must capture Shaoyang today. The general preached with great pride.

"General...... Let's go back. ”

Just as they were at this pause, the soldiers led by Fan Jun had already arrived less than a mile away from them. Fan Jun saw this cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty from afar, and saw that this team of cavalry was well-trained, the front team attacked, and the rear team reflexively defended backwards, and the soldiers on the horse were all extremely brave, presumably they were the Northern Wei cavalry that Cao Fang had seen.

"General, they're coming. The scout shouted as he pointed behind him.

The general turned his horse's head around and saw that the Great Liang army led by Fan Jun was approaching him, but he didn't pay attention to the thousands of people in this area at all, and all the soldiers under him could be treated as ten, so why should these people be afraid? It's just that in this Shaoyang City, it must have been prepared to defend the city, and if it is attacked today, I am afraid that it will be really difficult to take it. Moreover, it was originally a suspicious plan to attack the city by himself, but now it is better to withdraw. Thinking of this, he waved the scimitar in his hand and ordered: "The front team becomes the rear team, and the back team fills the front team, and I will level the Liang army." ”

"Yes, General!" the Northern Wei soldiers replied in unison.

"Charge!" the general swung his scimitar forward, ordering his men to attack the Liang army led by Fan Jun with all his might.

Looking at the Northern Wei cavalry that was getting closer and closer, the soldiers beside Fan Jun looked at Fan Jun who was standing in front of the team with some fear: "Everyone is ready, are you starting?"

"No, wait for them to come closer. Fan Jun shook his head and replied calmly.

Fan Jun could see clearly the black cloth covering the faces of the Northern Wei soldiers in front of him through the heavy rain at this time, but he forced himself to remain calm and wait for the time to come.

"It's close, less than 100 meters. The voice of the herald beside him changed, but Fan Jun was holding a halberd and still standing calmly in front of the team.

"It's closer, less than fifty meters!" was already a cry in the herald's voice.

"A little closer, a little closer, okay, pull the chain!" Fan Jun suddenly ordered.

The Liang army, which had been scattered around him, was scattered and ran on both sides of the team at this time, and had quickly killed the Northern Wei cavalry close to the Liang army, only to find that the Liang army in the heavy rain had laid dozens of iron chains in front of him, and the dozens of iron chains were extremely tight, and his mount could not be restrained at all, and rushed to the layers of iron chains with inertia. And the Wei army that came later, didn't know what was happening in front of them, and saw that in the heavy rain, their own people fell to the ground and were captured, and those fallen war horses let out bursts of mournful hissing, and the whole battlefield fell into chaos. The Wei army that came from behind, they also hesitated at this time, not knowing whether they should stop their horses and turn around.

The general of the Northern Wei Dynasty did not understand what was going on, why his cavalry suddenly lost its combat effectiveness, and fell to the ground and was captured, he slowed down the reins of his horse, and when he ran to the front of Liang Jun, he suddenly saw the iron chain trap laid by Liang Jun, and hurriedly pulled the reins in horror, the horse he stepped on was very spiritual, and his front feet were raised, avoiding the iron chain in front of him, the horse took a few steps back, and a sad neighing sound made the soldiers in front of the two armies feel a chill in their hearts.

The general of the Wei army saw that most of his men were injured, so he screamed angrily, and the scimitar in his hand slashed at Fan Jun who was standing in front of the formation, and Fan Jun lowered his head to avoid his scimitar, and the halberd in his hand was in the air, and the arm strength of the Northern Wei general was weak, and Fan Jun's long halberd almost knocked his scimitar away. He clamped his horse's belly and urged his horse to come forward, but his horse was frightened and did not dare to go forward, but began to retreat. The leader was in a hurry, he reached out to touch the quiver behind him, and after touching it, he realized that the quiver was empty, and he had shot all the feather arrows just now, and the scimitar in his hand was too far away from Fan Jun to kill him at all.

When Fan Jun saw him retreat with his men and horses, the halberd in his hand was handed over, and the leader of the Northern Wei Dynasty saw the thin young man in front of him, the halberd that passed through the rain curtain in the air, with a slight whistling sound, and came straight to him. He leaned back, dodging the deadly halberd, and just as he straightened his body and swung his knife to hold the halberd, Fan Jun had already retracted the halberd and slashed at him diagonally. Seeing that the scimitar of the Northern Wei Dynasty general was in the air, the halberd would go directly through the chest after getting up. The leader looked sideways at Fan Jun, and his handsome eyes under his long eyebrows were full of anger and unwillingness......