"The letter was sent seven days ago. There has been heavy snow in the past few days, so I'm afraid it won't be delivered to His Highness Prince Dun in time." The attendant replied quickly.
Emperor Beichi clenched the armrests of the throne and leaned forward slightly: "Such heavy snow didn't even bury the Northwest Army outside the city?"
"The camps of the Northwest Army were indeed buried in the snow, and they are all living in snow houses now." The deputy general of the city defense army did not see Jiang Yan building snow houses. He only watched from a distance on the city wall. There were men wearing black armor.
Soldiers and generals, going in and out of snowdrifts...
Emperor Beichi frowned: "When did the Donghuan people become so cold-resistant?"
"They have been stationed outside the city for so many days and have been standing still. I'm afraid they can't hold on any longer..." A military general stepped forward and saluted, "The general is willing to lead his troops out of the city to destroy the enemy."
"Ha." Mo Lun sneered.
In the previous battle with the Northwest Army, Marshal Mo lost two cities in a row. After returning to the royal court, he was deprived of military power. Relying on the powerful Yue family, he was not convicted and imprisoned. He was only demoted to a fifth-level guard. He was like a street rogue every day.
Wandering around the imperial city.
The fifth-grade officials were not qualified to participate in the war, but Beichi's army was in "bulk" mode, boasting 300,000 soldiers, two-thirds of which were commanded by five tribal leaders.
Emperor Beichi was in charge of 100,000 troops, and King Dun led most of them to attack Huyue City and Huihui City. At this time, less than 30,000 troops could be mobilized. Therefore, at this time, all generals came to make up the number, and even the city defenders were sent
Come and recharge.
"Marshal Mo... No, what are you laughing at, Marshal Mo?" The general who just spoke had a bad relationship with Mo Lun in the past, but now he speaks in a weird and arrogant way.
"If the Northwest Army is really at the end of its battle, why don't they withdraw and stay outside the city as a living target?" Mo Lun looked at Emperor Beichi, "The Northwest Army has always been full of tricks. With the current bad weather, it is best for us to stick to the imperial city."
"Mo Lun is scared to death. The Northwest Army has reached the imperial city. Don't you even have the courage to fight?!" Geda looked at Mo Lun with a mocking look on his face. "The Northwest Army penetrated into our country so quickly."
The Royal Court is definitely not carrying enough luggage, and now is a good time to attack. If they wait for supplies, we will be besieged!"
Emperor Beichi felt that what the general said was very reasonable. The northwest army seemed to be falling from the sky, so it must be lacking in supplies: "When do you think it is appropriate to go to war?"
Everyone discussed it and finally set the time for the war to start on the afternoon of the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. The reason was that the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month was a small year, so the Donghuan soldiers would definitely relax.
"Okay, then in three days, General Geda will lead 20,000 soldiers to face the enemy!" Emperor Beichi made the final decision.
When a group of military generals came out of the palace, they were all discussing the war animatedly. They were all spitting, as if they had driven the northwest army back to Donghuan. Only Mo Lun silently followed the others, appearing to be out of tune with the people around him.
The little eunuch in charge of the horses at the palace gate, while helping everyone lead the horses, pricked up his ears, listened to the conversations of the generals, and silently wrote down useful information.
"On the night of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, I will be hosting you all at Mingyue Tower, and I will invite you all to have a drink. Mo Shoubing will also come and have a drink!" Geda shouted loudly.
"General Geda is really forgetful. The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month is the day when you lead your troops to meet the enemy!" Mo Lun got on his horse.
"It's only a matter of time to clean up those Donghuan scorpions that have been buried in the snow for more than half a month. As for let's drink at night!" Geda laughed wildly.
"The general is brave and good at fighting, and he will definitely return with a great victory. When the time comes, let's celebrate the general." Everyone agreed.
"Drive!" Mo Lun waved his whip, and the horse rushed out.
Mo Lun scolded in his heart: "A bunch of idiots!"
Mo Lun and Prince Yun have been fighting for so many years, but the Northwest Army has never gone deep into the North Lake. Now that it is so abnormal, there must be some conspiracy. This idiot Geda will definitely suffer a big loss if he underestimates the enemy.
The sky was getting dark, and a bright moon rose into the sky. The heavy snowfall also stopped. The night owl delivering the message flapped its wings and landed on the snowdrift in front of the igloo.
When Jiang Yan heard the noise, he opened the wolf-skin door curtain and emerged from the igloo. He saw the night owl holding a fat mouse in its mouth and blinking its big orange eyes.
"Tsk." Jiang Yan untied the bamboo tube from Night Owl's leg with some disgust, and Night Owl buried his head in pecking at his dinner.
Jiang Yan saw that the seal of the bamboo tube was intact, so he opened it and took out the note inside. It contained information about the battle in Beichi. Jiang Yan's lips curled up slightly: "The Emperor of Beichi... thought of going with me!"
On the early morning of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the fire-headed soldiers set up a large pot and began to cook the dumplings that had been prepared for several days. There was a war today, so not only were there meat dishes, but they were also full.
Soldiers are also gathering in full swing on the other side of Beichi. When noon arrives, a large number of soldiers will file out of the city and begin to form an array.
After opening up the formation, the opponent began to call for formation. Xuanjiawei did not disappoint them and quickly faced the enemy.
The fighting was in full swing at the front, but Jiang Yan, the general, led a thousand elite men to the North City Gate. He blew a whistle first, then a head poked his head out of the city wall, and the two of them exchanged secret signals——
"Odd changes to even."
"Symbols See Quadrant."
(Ranyi: This code doesn’t seem very big, right? Mingruo tilted his head: I can’t think of any other code, as long as I can match it, don’t worry about these details.)
The opponent made a gesture below, and the city gate slowly opened. Jiang Yan led his people into the city and went straight to the Beichi Palace. In this fight with Beichi, Jiang Yan only used one move - to attack in the east and attack in the west.
Geda was secretly surprised. The northwest army, which had been frozen outside the city for half a month, looked at them all with red faces and full of energy. On the other hand, the soldiers he brought out had gray faces and started fighting as if they had not eaten for three days.
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Geda gritted his teeth and attacked forward, but he could not withstand the Donghuan army pressing against them. He was about to retreat to the city wall. Geda visually measured the distance. If he did not retreat to the city now, the enemy would attack again and he would probably defend the city.
The army will not open the city gate for them.
However, if he returns to the city now, not to mention how many people will laugh at him, even the Great Khan will not let him go easily. Geda is still in the middle of a battle between heaven and man, and the city gate behind him slowly opens...
Geda gritted his teeth and ordered the generals to retreat to the city first. When they heard that they were about to retreat, the originally neat formation suddenly showed signs of abandonment.
Geda was considered a man, so he stayed behind.
Seeing that the soldiers were almost gone, he rode his horse and rushed into the city gate, turned around and shouted to the defenders: "Close the city gate!"
The 'defenders' pretended to close the door in a hurry, but in fact their movements were not swift at all.
Geda's eyes were filled with fire. He rolled up a city defender with a riding crop and threw him away. He took his position and picked up the door bolt: "Quick!"
This bolt is as thick as a beam, and no one can insert it.
Several other people deliberately 'made trouble' and kept complaining: "General, you are cooperating well with us!"
