In Liangzhou City, there is a row of bright lanterns on the city wall. Under the shadow of the lanterns, soldiers are running back and forth. A bloody battle during the day gave everyone confidence again. The Turks are nothing to be afraid of. They are just two arms and one
If you hit your head with an arrow, you will die, but if you chop it with a knife, you will be moved.
The chain armor on Yuan Feng's body has been soaked with blood, showing a dark luster. With Wang Wei taking command, he, the deputy defense envoy, can go to the front line to fight in person. Yuan Feng himself can't remember how many people he killed this day.
, the long golden-handled knife snatched from Duyi Dao had already made more than a dozen cuts. It wasn’t that the steel mouth of the knife was not good, but that it had killed too many people.
Yuan Feng walked along the city wall. The soldiers along the way saluted respectfully when they saw him. The glorious image of Master Zhang as a pioneer has been deeply rooted in everyone's mind. Soldiers admire this kind of iron-blooded man the most. Following such a mighty man
A general fights with confidence.
Suddenly a soldier pointed at the city and shouted: "General, look!"
Yuan Feng lay on the crenel and looked over. It turned out that a dozen Turkic soldiers came to carry the wounded under the cover of night. The battle was really fierce. At least 10,000 people were piled under the Liangzhou City. Not all of them were dead, but there were quite a few wounded.
It was freezing cold and there was no one to help him. He was just groaning and waiting to die. It was pitiful to think about it.
A group of archers around them immediately raised their bows and prepared arrows to shoot. Yuan Feng stretched out his hand to stop them: "Wait a minute, bring me a lantern."
Someone took a lantern, Yuan Feng found a spear, picked it up and said, "Give them a light."
The other soldiers followed the same example and raised lanterns to illuminate the Turks who were rushing to transport the wounded below the city. At first, the Turks thought that the defenders were going to shoot them, and they were so frightened that they just wanted to run away, but found that the other party had no intention of killing them all.
Only then did he feel relieved to carry the wounded, and before leaving, he saluted the city wall with Mongolian etiquette.
A soldier asked: "General, it would be better to let these Turkic dogs freeze to death, why let them live?"
Yuan Feng said: "They risked their lives to save their comrades. This comradeship deserves respect. Furthermore, the wounded are a heavy drag on the army. If we can add some burden to them, why not do it."
After hearing this, all the soldiers praised General Zhang for his wisdom.
Yuan Feng said: "They only dare to come here secretly. After all, the number of people they can save is limited. It's better to let them rescue people openly. Come here, bring me some pen and ink."
After a while, the pen and ink were brought. Yuan Feng tore up a piece of his shirt and wrote a few lines. He tied it to an arrow and shot it at the Turkic army's outpost. There he received the letter and sent it to the king's account. After a while, there were indeed many.
Hundreds of unarmed Turkic soldiers came to carry the wounded. Yuan Feng ordered the defenders to be careful and to shoot and kill any enemy who dared to approach the city wall in violation of the agreement.
After arranging these things, Yuan Feng returned to the city. A celebration banquet was being held in the government office. It is said that the war has just begun and there should not be celebrations so early. However, Cao Jun believed that a good start is half the success. Today, with a small loss
We have achieved such a major victory and killed a large number of enemy troops. If this continues, the enemy will definitely be defeated without a fight, so it is worth celebrating.
Walking on the dark road, the feet kept slipping, and the snow had turned into ice. In the simple shacks beside the road, the refugees were shivering. After walking a short distance, they would see several stiff corpses lying dead on the road without anyone paying attention.
The government was busy fighting the war and had no energy to take care of these refugees. There was not even a place to give porridge. Yuan Feng's silver reward had been all used to buy grain and cotton cloth, but it was still far from enough. Once there were too many refugees,
Secondly, prices have skyrocketed, and he really can't buy much with his little money.
Looking at this miserable scene, Yuan Feng felt sad. Next to a stiff corpse on the roadside, two children in thin clothes were taking off the clothes of the dead person. They must have been too cold. As soon as Yuan Feng walked up, they were frightened.
They had to shrink aside, but Yuan Feng did not scold them. He just took out the leftover dry food in his arms and gently put it into the children's hands, turned around and left.
When Yuan Feng arrived, the banquet was already halfway through. Although the situation was urgent and the refugees outside were short of food and clothing, the yamen was still warm with fires, beautiful women with mellow wine, golden roasted lambs, luminous cups of grape wine, and Cao Jun
He was very drunk, holding two beauties in his arms who were clearly Cao Yanhui's concubines. When he saw Yuan Feng coming in, he shouted loudly: "Xiao Zhang is late, I will drink three drinks as a penalty."
All the generals also drank till their faces turned red. When they heard what Cao Jun said, they all began to boo, but Yuan Feng did not take the wine glass and cupped his hands and said, "Is there anything I can ask of you from my humble position?"
Cao Jun said dazedly: "But it doesn't hurt to talk."
Yuan Fengdao: "Please order the eldest son to open the official warehouse to release grain, provide relief to the people, stop the soaring price of grain, and punish the profiteers who drive up prices."
Cao Jun waved his hand: "That's right!"
Yuan Feng then took the wine glass and drank three glasses of wine and said: "Thank you, eldest son!"
The banquet continued, the warriors gathered together, and with Cao Jun, a leader who was known for his drunkenness, it was naturally a mess. They were guessing and giving orders, drinking and going crazy, mixed with the charming laughter of the dancers. Only Yuan Feng in the whole hall was still alive.
Wearing armor, he looked out of place. After sitting for a while, he felt that the atmosphere here was really not suitable for him, so he refused to go to the city for inspection and left.
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Riding a war horse and walking around the city wall, the weather was cold. The wailing wounded soldiers under the city no longer groaned. They must have frozen to death. A gust of west wind blew on their faces like a knife. Yuan Feng
Subconsciously he raised the collar of his coat, and suddenly he saw a young soldier holding a spear at the crenel to monitor the enemy. This soldier was only fifteen or sixteen years old. His uniform did not fit well, and there was a clear snot hanging from his face.
He didn't even have a pair of gloves on his hands, and he just stood in the wind, with a childish face filled with a heroic expression that was inconsistent with his age.
Yuan Feng couldn't help but think of himself three years ago, but that time he was on the wall of Shibali Fort, facing the Duyi Dao horse bandit gang, but now he was at the head of Liangzhou City, facing hundreds of thousands of Turks
The army, this young soldier is protecting the tens of thousands of Liangzhou people behind him, and the responsibility he shoulders is much heavier than what he originally shouldered.
Yuan Feng got off his horse, took off his wool cloak, and put it on the soldiers' shoulders. The west wind was blowing, and the young soldiers didn't notice that the general had come behind him. Suddenly, a warmth came on his shoulders. The soldiers turned around quickly and saw that it was defense.
When the deputy envoy arrived, he quickly bowed down and saluted. Yuan Feng patted him twice on the shoulder and said, "Young man, do a good job."
After walking forward for more than ten steps, Yuan Feng asked Zhao Ding'an: "How do you make a teenage child watch the night?"
Yuan Feng did not shy away from relatives when he promoted talents, and all the twelve soldiers who followed him into the Turkic formation were granted official positions. Zhao Ding'an's current position is as the chief of the bodyguard army, and he also serves as his deputy general, always following his orders.
Upon hearing Yuan Feng's question, Zhao Ding'an said: "These are the sergeants of the Liangzhou Army. Once Cai Yong dies, they will have no support, so they will naturally have to do such hard work, and this is what they should do."
Yuan Feng said: "How can this be done? The enemy is still favoring one and favoring others. Isn't it chilling the hearts of the soldiers? I will talk to General Wang about this matter later."
Zhao Ding'an suddenly stopped his horse, took Yuan Feng's reins and said: "Jiulang, I am not talking to you as a brother. After all, our foundation in Liangzhou is shallow. You suddenly ascended to a high position, but you know that many people below are gossiping. If you continue
I'm afraid you won't get anything out of it if you get mixed up in this troubled waters of factional struggle."
Yuan Feng said: "Our family is gone. Where else can we go except Liangzhou? If Liangzhou dies, we will die too. Only if Liangzhou survives can we live well and take revenge. So I can't let it happen."
Liangzhou fell, I will do my best to keep this city, what I mean, brother Ding'an, do you understand?"
Zhao Ding'an thought for a while and nodded: "The decisions you have always made are correct, and I hope this time will be no exception. In short, no matter what you do, we brothers will follow you."
Yuan Feng nodded and walked forward with his horse under his belly. There was a faint light of fire in the west gate enemy tower facing the direction of the Turkic camp. It must be that the soldiers were warming themselves by the fire. Yuan Feng pointed there and said: "Go there and warm yourself by the fire."
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Seeing the general arriving, the soldiers at the door quickly stood at attention and saluted. Yuan Feng waved his riding whip to signal them not to be polite, and led Zhao Ding'an and a group of deputy general's soldiers into the enemy building.
In the enemy building, a group of soldiers were sitting around a bonfire. Seven or eight naan cakes were skewered on an iron skewer, and a Turkic-style bronze helmet was hanging. Something was burning inside. It looked like the soldiers were eating.
It wasn't until Yuan Feng approached that the soldiers were discovered. The man with the highest rank quickly shouted: "The general is here!" The others quickly dispersed and half-kneeled to salute. Yuan Feng smiled and said: "Everyone, get up, no courtesy, what are you going to eat?
What? I'll have a taste too." He said and sat cross-legged next to the bonfire.
The soldiers also sat down nervously. After all, Yuan Feng's official rank was too high, and the hierarchy in the Liangzhou Army was very strict. Not to mention his level, even ordinary generals would not eat with the soldiers.
But Yuan Feng didn't pay attention to this. He scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it. When he put it into his mouth, he felt that it didn't taste right. What kind of soup was this? It was clearly salt water. The naan cake was too hard to bite. After being roasted by the fire,
The outer layer is burnt, but the inside is still cold.
Yuan Feng only took one bite before putting the pancake down and asked, "Where is the quartermaster?"