Chapter 5 Homelessness (Part 6) The Xiaoliao River meanders westward, crossing Xincheng and Gaimou, and meets the Daliang River in the south of Liaodong City, and merges into the Daliao River. For more than ten days, corpses have been floating down the Daliao River every day.
, the Sui troops stationed on the west bank had long been accustomed to this. Except for the occasional person who remembered the feelings of the robes, cut grass for incense, cut leaves for money, and burned a stream of green smoke to see off the brothers drifting to the sea, most of them
During this time, everyone ignored the rotting corpses in the middle of the river and allowed the plump old rooks and flies, which were not much smaller than grasshoppers, to hold a feast on the floating corpses, dancing and singing.
It's not that they are cruel, but that they have long been numb. The river in front of them has become a veritable river of death. After the news of the defeat of the expeditionary force came, the army besieged outside Liaodong City retreated in panic. Guang was squeezed off the pontoon when he retreated.
The number of soldiers who drowned was tens of thousands during the 24th Liao Army. Except for Wei Wensheng's army, which was saved, all other armies suffered heavy losses. The worst of all was the 300,000 elite soldiers who made a circuitous attack on Pyongyang. To this day,
Less than 2,700 people returned to Liaoxi, and the rest all became ghosts for thousands of years.
"Gah!" An old bird that was sleeping on the treetop screamed, flapped its wings and flew toward the center of the river. Another "food" floated down. This time it looked fresher, so it had to hurry up and get a good spot.
location, otherwise the place where you can set your feet will definitely be crowded by fellow travelers.
It turns out that what this stupid bird was worried about was that there were too many corpses suddenly floating down in the redundant river. There were so many crows that they didn't even have to fight for some unknown fish and just gathered behind these corpses, with their double fins and tails.
A long water trail was swept out on the black river surface
The soldiers guarding the floating bridge also saw the tragic scene drifting upstream. They gathered at the bridge and talked about it. Thirteen days have passed since the army withdrew to western Liaoning. It stands to reason that the captured soldiers had already been slaughtered by the Goguryeo people. It was impossible to have such a situation.
Many people were thrown into the Liao River at once. Moreover, the heads of these corpses seemed to be left on their necks, and they were not used by the Goguryeo people to build pagodas.
"Master Colonel, do you want to fish it out?" A soldier asked his captain for instructions in a low voice.
"What the hell, what should I do if I catch the plague? It's not winter!" The captain guarding the bridge looked around and angrily yelled that the two pontoon bridges should have been burned long ago. The firewood and butter were piled up by the river.
It was about to get moldy, but Yu Wenshu, the old man who had gone out into the wild, had to stop everyone from starting a fire, saying that his son had not been heard from yet, and he might escape tomorrow and be in charge of the warehouses in Huaiyuan, Liucheng, and Yanjun.
Li Yuan also joined in the fun and sent his son to the bridge to supervise him every day, forcing everyone to wait for a few more days.
Wait, why didn't his grandma's emperor wait? After losing the battle, he ran back to the Central Plains with a slap on the butt. General Wei Wensheng was left with less than 30,000 soldiers to garrison here. Once the Goguryeo people took advantage of the victory, they came and killed them.
,30,000 soldiers are just a piece of food on someone’s plate?!
"Boss, the dead body seems to be wearing Goguryeo clothes. Wouldn't it be killed by our people?" Someone didn't look long and lowered his voice and continued to explore the truth.
He was answered with a heavy big foot. The bridge guard kicked the talkative guy to the ground, stepped on him again, holding the handle of the knife in his hand and threatened: "You heartless man, don't talk nonsense."
How can we still have our troops on the other side of the river? Even if there were, who would have the guts to confront the Goguryeo people in the face of a big defeat? It must be a civil strife among the Goguryeo people. If you don’t want to cross the river to be a spy, just close that hole for me.
Bad mouth!"
"Yes, yes!" The beaten soldier looked sad and nodded frequently.
The captain guarding the bridge turned his eyes coldly and glanced at all the brothers nearby. "Listen, too, and remind each other. If you want to go home alive and have your children, don't talk nonsense!" As he said that, his eyes were not far away.
He glanced under a tent in the area, and there was a bit of coldness in his brows: "Three hundred thousand brothers have been wasted by the old bastard, why should we go to the other side of the river to die for his son, who was raised by his mother's father?
How much cheaper than anyone else!"
In the tent, the old man who was privately called a bastard suddenly shuddered and pushed himself to sit up. However, his body was so weak that he couldn't get up and stand in the tent even after trying twice.
The general outside heard the commotion inside and rushed forward to help, but the old man didn't appreciate it. He pushed the general away, slammed his palm on the ground, and shouted "Hey!" He stood up and stepped back and forth.
After shaking for a few times, I finally stabilized my body.
"Shibo, be careful!" The young man sitting opposite the old man also stood up and whispered.
"Be careful, hey, I only regret that I didn't die in Liaodong!" The old man staggered towards the tent, letting the noon sun illuminate his gray hair. Without a military uniform or official robe, he looked like an ordinary father.
There is no difference. The old face is lined with wrinkles, and the eyes looking towards the east bank of the Liao River are full of anxiety.
"Uncle Yuwen, don't be discouraged. Although the emperor demoted you, he also knows that it is not your fault. Now that the emperor has calmed down, he will definitely use you again!" The young man also walked out of the tent, and the sun instantly illuminated him.
Broad shoulders, gentle face, and a pair of slightly tired eyes
"Prince Tang Gong and Lord Yuwen are both here!" The soldiers by the Liao River were shocked and carefully shut their mouths. These two men were firmly opposed to burning the pontoon bridge. They must not let the corpses of Goguryeo soldiers appear on the river.
I know, otherwise, with the power behind these two people, they might make some new tricks. These days, officials are just talking, but soldiers are risking their lives.
"Zigu, did you really see Shiji and that child go to save Bobi Village?" Yuwenshu looked at Li Jiancheng and asked the same question for the hundredth time. This once-all-powerful old general was so weak at the moment, as if he had a weak heart.
If the wind blows, it can break his body in two.
"Brother Renren said that he wanted to defend the reputation of the Yuwen family! In addition to him, there were more than 300 brothers around Hongji and Zhongjian at that time. They should have hope of success!" Li Jiancheng nodded and replied stubbornly that he did not believe Liu Hongji.
He and Li Xu were trapped in Liaodong. Both of them were his good friends. One was his elder brother, and the other was like his brother.
"There are more than 300 people, what a sin I have done! We lost 300,000 troops, but let 300 people die!" Yu Wenshu muttered to himself, and slowly walked a few steps towards the Liao River.
Whether it was because he had been sitting for too long that his legs were numb, or because his body was already weak. With every step he took, he felt like he was about to fall. But every time his body leaned down, he held on and straightened up again, like a tree that was already alive. I don’t know.
How many years old trees are fighting against the light and wind and rain unyieldingly?
The guards of the Yuwen family didn't dare to help him. They knew the old general's temper and refused to admit that he was old at any time. Moreover, the reason for his current general's weakness was not physical.
"Shibo, there is no need to blame yourself. Everyone has said that this is not your responsibility!" Although the Li family and the Yuwen family have always been at odds, at this moment, Li Jiancheng couldn't bear to make matters worse.
This unprecedented defeat since the founding of the Sui Dynasty was not only caused by Yu Wenshu alone. On the day Li Jiancheng sent the news of the expeditionary army's defeat to the military camp, Duan Wenzhen, the minister of the Ministry of War, died of vomiting blood, and the army withdrew to the road to western Liaoning. The original engineer Minister Yuwen Kai and Sikong Guande Wang Yang Xiong died of illness one after another. Afterwards, His Majesty the Emperor put all the generals who had escaped from Liaodong into prison to await trial. Yu Wenshu, because of his outstanding achievements in the past, only gave him a job of reducing his position to serve the people. punishment
"My dear nephew, stop comforting me. If I had not been greedy for fame and insisted on withdrawing the troops that day..." Yu Wenshu shook his head, and a glistening trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. No one reminded him, and he himself couldn't notice it.
At the Mazhai River, if he insisted on withdrawing his troops, the other nine generals should have followed him. After all, they had lower qualifications in the army than him, but why didn't he insist? The old man thought painfully, and his heart was full of guilt.
In a moment of confusion, he not only ruined an army of 300,000, but also ruined the most outstanding son of the Yuwen family. If he lost even this little family relationship with His Majesty the Emperor, the glory of the Yuwen family would soon come to an end. "What a sin, it's all a crime." The evil I have done." The corners of Yuwenshu's black mouth kept twitching, and the wind blew over and swept his gray hair into the wind one by one.
Li Jiancheng didn't know what to say to comfort Yu Wenshu, so he had to stand beside the old man and look eastward with him. At this moment, the fields on the east bank of the Liao River were silent, except for the occasional sound of horns, which were the scouts of Goguryeo. They are greeting each other. Although the Battle of Liaodong has ended, the war between the two countries is far from over.
"Do you think Shiji and the others will really come back safely?" Yuwenshu stared at the other side of the river in a daze, grinned, and asked again
"I can definitely come back, I can definitely do it!" Li Jiancheng vowed, "As long as we leave this bridge to them!" He pointed to the two bridge decks not far away with a lot of firewood piled on them.
His Majesty the Emperor had already issued an order to burn the pontoon bridge. General Wei Wensheng, who was responsible for guarding the Sui border, only reluctantly agreed not to order the soldiers to set off fire until the Goguryeo rebels were discovered. The family's reputation cannot last for a few days. At this time, Li Jiancheng must hold Yu Wenshu back so that he does not give up hope of saving his son.
"Woo--Woo-Woo!" Several more horns were heard from the other side of the river, and a layer of pale yellow clouds seemed to float on the horizon. Slowly, the layer of yellow clouds floated closer and closer. Suddenly, corpses were eating on the river. All the crows flew up, huffing and covering the midday sun.
It's the enemy! Li Jiancheng and Yu Wenshu grasped the hilts of the knives at their waists at the same time. The generals of the two families ran forward quickly, protecting their master behind them. In the astonished eyes of everyone, the yellow clouds drifted closer and closer, southeast, northeast, From three directions due east, several different streams of smoke and dust rushed high into the air.
"Raise fire to burn the bridge!" A messenger riding a fast horse quickly ran across the river and Li Jiancheng rushed to meet him, but was held aside by the soldiers by the river.
"Can't burn, there are still soldiers who haven't come back!" Li Jiancheng protested loudly, but no one listened. The Sui defenders who crowded over opened the Gebao and threw the stinky pieces of butter into the dry firewood.
"Can't burn, please don't burn! Wait a minute, I want to see General Wei! I want to see General Wei!" Li Jiancheng desperately pushed away the soldiers blocking him, and ran onto the bridge with his family generals, kicking one foot after another.
He kicked away the butter and firewood, but the soldiers protecting the bridge ignored him and blocked more firewood and butter on the bridge.
"Master Li, it's been thirteen days since you stepped aside. There's no way anyone will come back!" an officer wearing the uniform of a fifth-grade general advised in a low voice. He had heard about the heroic deeds of the warriors who protected food supplies, but he
You cannot destroy the entire Sui Dynasty for the sake of a legend
"Master Li, please step back!" Several soldiers stepped forward and took Li Jiancheng's arm.
Li Jiancheng's body slowly softened. He no longer resisted and allowed the other party to pull him away from the firewood pile. The general said well that it had been thirteen days. The army had withdrawn from Liashui for thirteen days. He and Liu
Hongji had been separated for sixteen days, and three hundred people had been trapped in enemy territory for sixteen days. Unless a miracle happened to return alive, he looked at Yu Wenshu, but saw that the old general did not say a word, and his old body was trembling, like a plant.
The residual lotus in the wind (first release of this book is 17, the latest and fastest chapter, all in 17k) The flames rose into the sky and blocked the road from Goguryeo to western Liaoning. The soldiers guarding the bridge breathed a sigh of relief and evacuated the fire bridge one after another.
Teams gathered on the river beach
Suddenly, someone pointed to the other side of the Liao River and screamed loudly
"Red flag, red battle flag!" Several soldiers with sharp eyes screamed, and their faces turned pale instantly.
Indeed, there was a broken scarlet battle flag in the distance that picked out the horizon and rushed towards the burning pontoon faster than the other smoke and dust.
Under the red flag was a group of soldiers wearing Sui uniforms. They rushed towards the pontoon, towards the flames, and were forced back from the pontoon by the flames.
They stood on the east bank of the roaring Liao River, only a bridge away from their hometown. Tens of thousands of Goguryeo people came on horseback and killed them, swallowing them up like a tide in an instant.
"Little San'er!" Old General Yuwenshu screamed and ran a few steps towards the river, vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood, and threw himself on the river beach.
"Brother Hongji!" Li Jiancheng burst into tears and knelt down towards the battlefield on the other side of the river, bowing deeply.
On the other side of the river, a red flag fluttered in the smoke and dust, and finally disappeared in the smoke and dust.
The second volume of the title was ended by mistake
