People's will is weakest when they are hungry and cold. The bright moon is high, the night wind is blowing, and there is no water or rice for two days. It is in this situation that Yi Chenjing endures the long night, hoping that some magic soldiers will come from the sky to rush for him. Make a bloody path.
The hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably. He had no doubt that as long as he let go of his numb fingers, the sword that had been with him for many years would fall to the ground and be obliterated by the wind and sand. The powerlessness brought about by the emptiness in his belly The feeling ran through his entire body, but his deep and vigilant eyes still kept patrolling. Only in this way could he stay awake as much as possible and prevent enemies from swarming in and killing him.
General, surrender!
General, even if you die, you can't lose the face of my Dayao man!
Two sounds alternately sounded in his ears. These two sentences were what Yi Chenjing heard the most in the past two days. If he heard them too much, even if no one said them, the buzzing in his ears would not go away, and the noise would give him a headache. .
The other party did intend to capture him alive, otherwise they would not only besiege him but not attack him. If he surrendered, he would be able to save his life for the time being. If he did not surrender... he smiled bitterly and squeezed the palm of his hand with protruding joints. Yi Chenjing was very determined. It is clear that I would rather die than surrender.
"Commander Wu Siying of Huoluohe asked General Dayao to speak." A hoarse voice suddenly reached the crowd. Some soldiers raised their eyelids and cursed a few times, while more of them looked sideways at Yi Chenjing, thinking about their home. Whether the general will accept the enemy's invitation.
Wu Siying, the name Yi Chenjing is not unfamiliar to him. Xiao Baishan once mentioned this person, saying that he was the youngest general of Youqu State thirteen years ago. After his arms were cut off during the war between the two countries, he disappeared and disappeared. Thinking that time has passed, we are still life-and-death enemies when we meet again, but the young general of the past is no longer there, only the weather-beaten commander-in-chief of the Jolo River Country Protector is left after years and suffering, a man who used his mind instead of his arms to deal with the invasion of distant countries. middle-aged man.
"If you have something to say, say it, I can hear you."
Wu Siying was not angry at Yi Chenjing's somewhat impatient response. Instead, a smile appeared on his skinny cheeks. He pushed aside the heavy copper shield in front of him and stood defenseless in front of the besieged soldiers of the distant army.
"I have always heard that the seventh prince of the Yao Kingdom is brave, good at fighting, and young and promising. When I saw him today, he was really extraordinary." Seeing Yi Chenjing's cold face and not answering, Wu Siying shook his head and continued, "I have the guts to ask, what does the seventh prince think? Which is more meaningful, being captured or dying for one’s country?”
Sure enough, they came to persuade them to surrender. Yi Chenjing said coldly: "A man of integrity thinks that it is more meaningful to die for his country. When he meets those weaklings, he will of course choose to hide his face and live an ignoble existence."
These words were clearly meant to ridicule Wu Siying. Back then, he was a general of the Youqu Kingdom but fled from the battlefield after the country was broken. From the eyes of these bloody men, he was a coward. He still had the nerve to ask why he was captured. Which one is more meaningful than dying for one's country? However, Wu Siying was indifferent to this and still tried to persuade him nicely: "Why don't the Seventh Prince think about his wife and children at home? Don't you all want to see your relatives again? This war was initiated by your distant country. Yes, the Horohe Khanate is only defending our country against foreign enemies, so I don’t want to kill many innocent lives indiscriminately. As long as the seventh prince, as the general, writes a letter of surrender and promises not to invade our borders again, I, Wu Siying, guarantee with my personality, Immediately release all the captured soldiers from the distant country, and there is absolutely no lie - the seventh prince, with your courage and demeanor, you are considered a hero of the generation, why should you risk your life here?"
Mentioning their relatives at home, the soldiers began to whisper, and occasionally sobbed. The silence a moment ago no longer existed.
We are all made of flesh and blood, and have a living heart. Who can not think about himself and his family? Yi Chenjing did not stop the low-spirited discussion. He was very clear in his heart. This war
As Wu Siying said, it was launched by the Yao Kingdom because they wanted to expand their territory and unify Zhongzhou. It was originally an unjust war to achieve their ambitions.
"I heard that the Seventh Prince has a family, haven't you ever thought about what will happen to them after they die for the country? King Khan has already decided not to fight back, so what is the Seventh Prince insisting on? You must know that living is the most important thing, and staying alive is the most important thing.
It is possible to continue to make meritorious deeds and protect the country, instead of dying in vain on the battlefield!" Rather than saying that Wu Siying is a general, he is more like a wise man and an eloquent person, but his few words hit the point every time.
The last firm will of the trapped distant army began to waver slowly.
Yi Chenjing closed his eyes and exhaled for a long time. When he opened his eyes, a strange light surged, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Thanks for the tip."
"What does the Seventh Prince mean...?" Wu Siying said with joy on his face.
"Before we went to the battle, I promised her that I would go back alive, but I know better." Yi Chenjing raised her stiff arm and placed the long sword in front of her. She sat on the horse and looked far away to the south. Her voice was as loud as a bell, "If I
If you become a surrendered general because you are greedy for life and afraid of death, you are no longer worthy of being her husband!"
Her pride and her willingness to be broken into pieces had penetrated into his blood without even realizing it.
The words have come to this, and it is useless to say more. Wu Siying sighed, his tone full of regret and regret: "I thought I would have the opportunity to have a drink and talk with the Seventh Prince, but it seems that this can only be a luxury in this life.
Seventh Prince, please rest assured, one day I, Huoluohe, will conquer the Dayao Imperial Capital, and Wu Siying will bury your remains in his homeland to express his feelings - Archer!"
There was a crash of gold and iron, and the Wu Si Eagle quickly dodged behind the copper shield, and was replaced by densely packed strong bows and crossbows, all aimed at the Dayao soldiers surrounded in the center.
How many arrows were there? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Or more?
Yi Chenjing had no intention to think about it in detail. As long as Wu Siying gave the order, he and the thousands of soldiers behind him would become living targets and pierced by thousands of arrows. He held his hands tightly, and in his palm was a coral earring, bright.
The red color is eye-catching but not enchanting, just like its owner.
Faced with a desperate situation of certain death, my heart felt peaceful as never before.
His promise to her was about to be shattered again. In this life, he had liked her, hated her, and loved her. Finally, unable to save himself, he could only silently recite her name and wait for death to come.
After waiting for a moment, the expected killing order did not fall into his ears. Instead, exclamations began to rise from the other side of the Jolo River. The trapped Dayao soldiers looked at each other. No one knew what happened when death was imminent, but
No matter what it is, it's better than being pierced by arrows. Looking in the direction where the exclamation came from, a large firelight illuminated the night under the dark night. The exclamation was followed by the sound of roaring horse hooves, and the majestic roar of a desperate call.
"Yaojun! It's the pigs of Yaoguo!" curses rang out from the Jolohe team, and there was a faint smell of panic.
Reinforcements? Chen An or Liang Gong? Or any other general who joined the army? The fire in his heart that was about to be extinguished was ignited again. Yi Chenjing raised his sword eyebrows, straightened his body and poured out unlimited strength, raising his long sword high in the face of the horse's hooves and the flames.
: "All officers and soldiers, listen to the order! Follow me to break out of the siege. Even if we fight to the last person, we will not stop until we die!"
They shouted in unison in response to the thunderous sound of horse hooves in the distance. As if hearing this response, the expected troops from the sky accelerated their horses and approached quickly during the Jolo River's hurried change of formation.
The large firelight in the dark night was too dazzling. Wu Siying frowned and asked the deputy general: "Are they really reinforcements from the distant country?"
"Looking at the clothes, they are undoubtedly soldiers from the distant country, but the number of people and horses is too small, and the number of voices does not exceed five thousand at most. It's strange, haven't they suffered enough, so few people dare to go straight to the center of our army?
The general is so frightened that he has been captured!"
"No, that's not right." Wu Siying was not in the mood to joke as much as the deputy general. He knew that Xiao Baishan was also one of the deputy generals of the Northern Expedition of Yaoguo. That man would never make such a low-level mistake, and the too dazzling fire, if it was for
The lighting of the route at night should not be so strong... An ominous premonition spread in the bottom of my heart, and all the incongruous feelings since the war started became more and more obvious. Suddenly, he took a breath of cold air, and Wu Siying turned blue and took half a step back: "Yan
Where is the Hussars Battalion? Has the Cavalry Battalion been raided?!"
The two lieutenants who were with me looked at each other, and no one could tell with certainty. At this moment, two wolf smoke curled up from both sides of the Jolo River army, which indicated that there was a war.
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"They indeed attacked the two wings of our cavalry." Wu Siying said in a heavy and urgent tone, "Come here, please pass on the order. The main formation will change its formation to mainly defend against the enemy. Do not engage in reckless confrontation!"
The number of people in Huoluohe is far less than that of the Yaoguo army. If the Iron Yan Formation had not played an unexpected role, the victory or defeat situation might be very different now. However, Wu Siying attaches great importance to the integrity of the Iron Yan Formation.
, now realizing that both wings were being attacked, they were naturally worried about whether the overall Iron Yan Formation was intact and whether it could continue to function to defeat more with less.
And his worries are not unnecessary.
Chen An and Liang Gong, who had been defeated after a bitter battle, reorganized their troops and appeared in front of the Huoluohe Yanyi Cavalry Battalion again. They still used delaying and restriction tactics and killed the Yanyi part with four times more troops than the Huoluohe Cavalry Battalion.
At the same time, the three thousand spirits led by Bai Qige rode horses without stopping, carrying gifts for the Jolo River army and heading straight for the main formation.
The combination of large brass shields that were close to a person's height overlapped to form an invulnerable and solid defense line. Looking at the copper shield barrier trapping Yi Chenjing, Bai Qige raised her palm high and waved it down heavily. The cavalry behind her took out the prepared ones.
The oil can was thrown towards the shield wall. The oil can that hit the copper shield crackled to pieces, and the thick grease that flowed out coated the shield with shiny oil. He raised his hand again, and a hundred horse archers drew their bows with full strings and wooden arrows.
The fire roared and shot towards the extremely difficult brass shield wall.
The moment the fire struck, the Wusi Eagle standing in the center of the array turned pale as a sheet.
The copper shield is not afraid of burning. Even ten times more arrows can't break through the defense line. But the shield is metal, and metal will conduct heat. The raging fire caused by the collision of the oil tank and the rocket emits huge heat, which is absorbed by the copper shield.
Most of it soon became so hot that the skin on the palms of the shield-holding soldiers behind them was torn, and they kept wailing. They almost subconsciously let go of their hands, and the impregnable shield wall collapsed on its own.
Without the thick copper shields to block them, the vision of the Jolohe soldiers was instantly widened. The unruly figure that looked like the presence of a god suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, a silver-armored red horse, black hair and red face, a white shaft and a bright silver spear tip.
Lift it high, straight to the sky.
Beyond the chaotic crowd, Yi Chenjing also saw a familiar face under the loose armor, through the billowing smoke of the beacon, through the clang of the swords, and at the moment when their eyes met, all the sounds and sights around them were annihilated, leaving only the thick melting eyes in each other's eyes.
With his eyes closed and sobs stuck in his throat, there was no need to say anything.
When you are born, I will live; when you die, I will sleep with your bones.