The heat in the pot is steaming, and the fine veal is tumbling in the boiling water. As soon as the carefully prepared seasonings are put in, the fishy smell of the beef itself is immediately eliminated, and the rich meat aroma comes to the nose. Zhuyun smiled with satisfaction, this is her
The beef soup simmered by yourself is so fragrant, it must suit the handsome man's taste, right?
On another stove nearby, the water in the clay pot was already steaming. Zhuyun was about to take down the clay pot when suddenly she heard someone shouting in the distance: "The commander-in-chief has returned to camp, the commander-in-chief has returned to camp."
La..."
Faintly, the voice came mixed with the soldiers' chatter, laughter, singing, music, and the sounds of horses neighing and cows mooing. It was not particularly obvious, but Zhu Yun heard it immediately. Although her hearing power was far superior to
Ordinary people, but all kinds of sounds are mixed together, and it is not easy to extract some special meaning from them. However... Taiwei, Marshal, Yang Hao, these special words, as long as they fall into her ears, they can definitely
Get her attention immediately.
Zhu Yun immediately stood up and walked out of the felt tent. She was wearing a set of Yang Hao's regular clothes, her hair was tied up like a ponytail with a cloth belt, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her almond-shaped eyes were starry. She looked like a beautiful young man. Her injuries were not healed yet, and her cheeks were still bleeding due to excessive blood loss.
She is a little thin and pale, and the newly scabbed wounds cannot withstand strenuous exercise, but she is unwilling to lie in the tent all day to recuperate. Appropriate activities and sufficient sunshine will help her recovery.
Seeing improvement, she tried her best to do some activities within her ability.
At this time, the setting sun is like fire, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and the golden yellow sand is dotted with felt tents. Some warriors are wrestling with their bare upper bodies. There are many people surrounding them cheering and applauding them. Some people have taken off their saddles and are feeding the horses and combing their hair.
, someone was squatting in front of the stove and busy, and wisps of smoke rose. Zhu Yun's eyes passed through these beautiful pictures and fixed directly on Yang Hao.
Yang Hao was riding a tall horse with more than ten guards, and was galloping through a shallow river in the camp. The water in the river splashed as high as a person. Under the perspective of the setting sun, it looked like beautiful grains of amber, with a touch of tenderness.
And a joyful smile crept up her cheeks, the shallow dimples, the sweet smile, the sudden smile, full of beauty.
People are like tigers, horses are like dragons, galloping on horseback, and their skills are strong. Yang Hao goes around the felt tents and gallops in this direction. Zhu Yun suddenly remembers something, and hurriedly staggers back to the tent and brews a pot of fragrant four.
She drank overflowing hot tea, and then quickly walked out of the tent. When she came out again, Yang Hao and his party had disappeared. Zhu Yun was at a loss. After looking around, she discovered the Chinese army's tent not far away.
There are more than ten horses parked in front.
"Ah, it turns out that the lieutenant still has something to do..."
Zhu Yun was relieved. She turned her head and thought for a while, then returned to the tent, removed some firewood from under the stove, stewed the meat slowly over a low fire, then moved a horse back to the tent and sat down, holding it with both hands.
With her chin, a pair of big eyes stared flickeringly at the Chinese army tent. The afterglow of the setting sun draped over her body like a scarlet veil. Her expression was calm and her body was relaxed, like a patient waiting patiently.
The little woman whose husband comes home.
Yes, ever since Yang Hao saw her body, in Zhu Yun's heart, she was already Taiwei Yang's. She had nothing but a clean body, and now this body has been
Taiwei Yang looked over it and realized that if she was not his, who else could she be?
Compared with Dong'er's dignity and generosity, Yanyan's charming and charming, wonderful and enchanting, she has a very low self-esteem. Dong'er is Yang Hao's first wife, who has shared joys and sorrows, Yanyan is the eldest lady of the Tang family,
She had naturally heard of the extremely wealthy Tang family. Wawa and Miaomiao were well-known as the leaders of flowers in Bianliang. They knew everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting to poetry and music. Such women were from a wealthy family.
People with high positions like to have beautiful women in their private homes. But what is she?
She is just a killer whose hands are stained with blood. Those killing methods that a Jianghu person is proud of are worthless in the face of power and status. In front of a man as powerful as Taiwei Yang, who is growing in dignity, she
She is an outstanding subordinate, but as a woman, she has no qualities to be proud of. Even an ordinary person would not like to take in a female killer who can only wield a sword and kill people.
Come in, not to mention that Yang Hao is a prince with a heavy army.
She didn't dare to ask Yang Hao for anything, and she didn't even have the courage to confess her love. However, when Yang Hao saw her naked, in her heart, she was already the Taiwei's person.
She is satisfied with the man who belongs to her. She does not dare to expect anything else. She only hopes to be by his side, see his smiling face, and listen to him say a few words to herself. There is only so much she wants.
.
She once took Yang Hao to count the stars on the ice-covered Reed River. When she thought she was about to die, the man she liked bandaged her wounds with his own hands. These warm memories were enough for her to reminisce and rejoice throughout her life.
By Yang Hao's side, she was more than just a tool for killing without blinking an eye; in her heart, Yang Hao was more than just an amiable boss, and that was enough.
She is very satisfied with her current life. Her father is old and can no longer rely on his muscles and bones, but he no longer has to work as hard as before. He is now a professor at the Luzhou Lecture Hall and is a respectable and decent man.
, and she is no longer a killer hiding in dark corners, ready to take people's lives, and is also ready to be taken. Although sometimes she still needs to perform some dangerous tasks, this is entirely voluntary, she
His life has begun to be in his own hands, instead of being an assassin who is fed by others and whose fate is like duckweed at the mercy of others.
Yang Hao was the ray of sunshine that changed her life.
Zhuyun sat by the tent and waited patiently without any impatience. She had plenty of time and plenty of patience to wait for him. Even if she kept waiting like this, she wouldn't be annoyed.
The evening wind blew up, and amid the whine of the Qiang flute, the last ray of sunlight gradually disappeared at the end of the sky. The red flames in the stove replaced the sunlight, and still brought light to her eyes...
In the large tent of the Chinese army, a group of armed warriors with bright armor were patrolling outside. Yang Hao's personal guards were like stars holding the moon, surrounding the entire big tent, standing outside the tent. In the tent, Yang Hao
The generals under his command each had their own opinions and were arguing endlessly.
At the beginning, the opinions of various generals were very different, and they had all kinds of strange ideas. Gradually, some people were convinced, and their opinions gradually became unified, forming two completely different opinions. One suggested staying, the other suggested leaving, and the other two suggested leaving.
The factions had tit-for-tat opinions, each arguing with his own words, and his face turned red. Yang Hao sat in the command position and tried to keep calm. Listening to the reasons stated by the two factions, he had refilled the pot of tea several times and drank enough.
It was bland and he still said nothing.
What is being discussed now is of great importance. In the big picture, it may even be related to the survival of the Yang family's regime that dominates the northwest. This in turn is related to the vital interests of his generals from various ethnic groups and the generals directly under him.
, it is definitely not something that he can unanimously agree on by simply saying "leave or stay". He must fully understand everyone's thoughts and weigh the pros and cons of leaving or staying.
Things happened so fast. When Chizhong occupied Baihuawu, many people in Nancheng were still at a loss. At the same time, his westward front was too long, and Fugu was not the focus of his forces on the eastern front to monitor.
Therefore, the first person to send the news was not his secret spy Fei Yu, but Ren Qingshu, who had sent a courier all the way the day after the incident.
At present, the situation he has is: Chi Zhong rebelled, broke into Baihuawu at night, and the entire Zhe family is under Chi Zhong's control. There is no news from outside Fuzhou, and the reason for Chi Zhong's rebellion has not yet been identified. Such news
, it is like seeing flowers in the fog, and it is difficult to distinguish clearly, but no one believes that Chi Zhong will go crazy and control Baihuawu with the power of his mere army, so that he can change the dynasty.
There is no doubt that there must be a powerful supporter behind him, powerful enough to convince Chi Zhong that he can control Fuzhou with the help of this force.
There are only three powerful forces that can directly intervene in the northwest and influence the fate of Fuzhou, Liao, Song and Yang Hao, and the most suspicious of them is Song. Of course, Yang Hao knew that he never ordered the annexation of Fuzhou, and he never colluded with Chi.
Zhong, then there are only two forces left: Liao and Song.
The current national policy of the Liao State is very clear, which is to recuperate, digest internal conflicts, and restore the vitality that has been severely damaged by several civil strife. In addition, even if the Liao decided to expand externally, it is unlikely to choose the northwest. There is nothing in the northwest that the Liao State wants.
, what they want is the splendid country and colorful world of the Central Plains.
But for the Song State, it was quite different. What the Song State wanted to conquer most was Youyan. If you wanted to conquer Youyan, you had to be an enemy of the Liao State. The biggest weakness of the Song State was the lack of war horses and land to raise horses.
And this shortcoming can be made up for once we get the northwest.
The Song State's economic strength, armament technology, and military quality were actually stronger than those of the Liao State. The only thing it lacked was the most powerful unit on the battlefield—cavalry. It fought in a vast territory with long battle lines. If it lacked
With the most mobile cavalry, even if the killing god Bai Qi and the champion Hou Huo Qubing are appointed as commander-in-chief and deputy commander, they have little chance of winning.
Therefore, Yang Hao judged that the force behind the bribery of Chi Zhong and the surprise attack on Fuzhou must be Zhao Guangyi. This point has been recognized by all the generals. In this case, God knows what happened in Fuzhou during the period before these messengers arrived here.
Earth-shaking changes?
Ai Yihai said anxiously: "Commander, I think you should leave the matter of Guazhou behind and fight back as quickly as possible. If Zhao Guangyi plots Fuzhou, he will never stop here. If Fuzhou is obtained, he will attack Lin."
With the two prefectures of Guasha and Linfu in hand, it’s time to march straight in and attack Xiazhou. Xiazhou is the foundation of the commander-in-chief. If we don’t take these two states of Guasha today, we can fight again in the future. If we lose the foundation, we can fight again in the future.
Then we will be completely defeated."
Mu En also said anxiously: "Commander, I also agree with General Ai's opinion. Keeping the green hills, even if there is no firewood for burning? Determining the five states is the most important thing for us."
Li Huating also said: "Commander, Li Guangrui's defeat that day is a lesson for others. Don't hesitate. It's better to break camp immediately and rush back to Xiazhou under the stars and the moon."
Liu Shi, the commander of the Liangzhou Army, said loudly: "Commander, I don't know what the situation is like in Fuzhou now, but I have heard someone say that General Yang who guards Linzhou is a famous general who is good at guarding, and the general who guards Xiazhou
Mr. Zhong is also a man who is good at using soldiers. These two adults will never sit still and wait for death. But we returned to Xiazhou in a hurry, but now we have several difficulties:
Cao Yangong, who rules the two states of Guasha, is not an idle person. If our army withdraws in a hurry, he will not miss this opportunity. Once our army withdraws, the morale of the army will be chaotic. No one is more familiar with the geography here than Cao Yangong. If
He pursued him from behind, and we could not set up camp to fight with him, so we had to be chased and beaten by him all the way. On our retreat, there were also Ganzhou Uighurs, who were still struggling to death like trapped animals. Our army
As soon as we retreat, Ganzhou Huihe will also try their best to intercept and kill them, fearing that our army will be reduced by half before it reaches Xiazhou."
Deng Hong, the general of the Suzhou Army, agreed and said: "Yes, with the defeated army, what if we rush back to Xiazhou? Not to mention that at that time, the troops were exhausted and the horses were trapped, so we just rushed back to die. In the opinion of the last general, we can order
The defenders of Linzhou and Xiazhou occupied the city and defended themselves with all their strength, while we captured Guasha as quickly as possible, and then turned around and destroyed Ganzhou Huihe. At that time, we will lead the victorious division and return to Xiazhou with great vigor.
There is a chance of winning.
If the five prefectures of Dingnan have been lost, the general will use Lingzhou as the center, occupy the five prefectures of Gua, Sha, Su, Gan and Liang in the west, support the five prefectures of Shun, Jing, Huai, Ding and Xing in the north, and go eastward.
There is also Yan, You, and the Xia states may not be able to make a comeback and retake the lost territory. If we retreat hastily at this moment, I am afraid that we will lose both ends, and we will be messing up our position."
Most of the generals Yang Hao brought from Xiazhou were already in chaos, and they were bent on persuading Yang Hao to retreat immediately and rush to the east to support the Eastern Front at night to resolve the crisis caused by the rebellion in Fuzhou. However, the generals from Lianggan and other states who had conquered along the way tended to continue the attack.
Guasha, it is difficult to predict the current situation on the eastern front. In their opinion, it is useless to abandon the Guasha two states that are within easy reach, and lead the exhausted troops to fight all the way back to Xiazhou with pursuers behind and strong enemies in front.
If others beat you, you will be brought down."
Yang Hao pondered for a long time and asked slowly: "Is there any way for us to grasp the situation on the Eastern Front as quickly as possible?"
Ai Yihai frowned and said: "Commander, our message transmission mainly relies on birds. In the desert grasslands where eagles often appear, homing pigeons are difficult to work. Although the eagle is fast and safe, it can fly a short distance.
, the ability to recognize the road is poor, so message stations must be set up along the way, so that trained eagles can relay messages. Our westward expedition is too fast. Master Ye’s message station has just been laid in Lingzhou, which is about 30 kilometers away from here.
It’s still far away.”
Yang Hao let out a long breath and slowly stood up. All the generals in the tent stopped arguing and silently watched Yang Hao's actions.
Rush back to Xiazhou? If the situation there is really dangerous, if they go back now, it will be difficult to save the fire from afar, let alone Cao Yangong and Ye Luohe, a pair of ferocious prairie wolves. How can they miss the opportunity? Return in a hurry
If he did, not only would all the achievements he had made along the way to the west be in vain, but if he were not careful, he would be like Li Guangrui who was eager to escape back to Xiazhou, and he would be betrayed by everyone and have no way out...
Choose to trust Yang Jiye and Zhong Fang, let them deal with the eastern front, and continue to attack Guazhou? Chizhong has occupied Baihuawu and controlled all the Zhe family. Once the imperial army arrives, Fuzhou will be 100% undefendable.
Once the state was lost, Yang Jiye would be left alone to defend Linzhou. Although he was a famous general in the world, the factors that determine the outcome of a war are not just clever tactics and shrewd decisions. In the face of the huge power gap, coupled with the geographical advantage,
If he was still able to turn the tide, Yang Wudi in history would not have been captured alive by the Liao army in Chenjiagu. If the chaos in Fuzhou caused another mistake in Linzhou, would Zhongfang still be able to defend Xiazhou? He
After all, he lacks experience in leading troops...
Yang Hao couldn't make up his mind, and paced heavily in the tent. For a long time, he still couldn't make up his mind. Seeing that all the generals were waiting with bated breath for his decision, Yang Hao finally stopped and said in a deep voice: "It's a matter of great importance. It's too rash to make a decision."
No matter how good I am, I will allow you to weigh things carefully before making a decision. Now... let’s all be separated.”
Mu En said anxiously: "Commander."
Yang Hao waved his hand with a sullen face, and Mu En had no choice but to hold back what he said, and walked out of the tent. When the generals saw it, they all backed away, and Yang Hao stood alone in the tent, with the giant butter candle pulling his figure away.
The old man was reflected on the tent. He looked up at the tent roof, thought for a long time, and then called out: "Dark Night!"
A man flashed out of the tent. He was dressed in gray and had the same color as the felt tent. He had been standing on one side of the tent, but he was motionless there. The generals who were coming in and out didn't even notice that there was another person there.
The man in gray floated in, as agile as a civet cat. When he saw Yang Hao, he just clasped his hands and bowed his head in obedience without saying a word.
Yang Haodao: "In the dark night, please quickly pass on the order. All the information stations stationed in Linzhou, Fuzhou, and Yinzhou will stop all other tasks and do their best to inquire about the progress of the situation in Fuzhou. However, any news, no matter how big or small, will be transmitted through birds."
Xiazhou, Lingzhou and Xiazhou are in contact with each other five times a day to receive all the news from Xiazhou, and at the same time, prepare more fast horses to send them to my Chinese army's tent twice a day."
"yes!"
"besides……"
Like a ghost in the dark night, he was about to run out of the tent, but then he stopped when he heard the sound. He was really moving like a rabbit, but as quiet as a virgin.
Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "Get in touch with Commander Ma Yi immediately, I need to know the latest developments on her side!"
"Yes!" The man didn't say much, just responded with a low voice, and then walked out of the tent and disappeared into the vast night. Yang Hao walked to the tent, looked up at the countless stars hanging low in the sky, and was thinking.
Sighed heavily.
Late at night, the moon was getting colder and the wind was blowing. Zhu Yun shuddered, wrapped her cloak tightly around her body, raised her head and glanced in the direction of the Chinese army tent, and saw Yang Hao walking slowly under the moonlight.
Zhuyun was surprised and happy. She stood up quickly and said: "Captain!"
Yang Hao walked thoughtfully, whether to leave or stay. Two tit-for-tat thoughts were at odds with each other in his mind, and it was always difficult to decide. Suddenly he heard someone talking, and Yang Hao took a closer look, and then he found the man standing beside the tent.
Zhu Yun, Yang Hao said quite unexpectedly: "It's so late, why don't you sleep yet?"
Zhuyun said happily: "I...I'm not hungry..."
"Scared?" Yang Hao was startled when he heard this.
Zhu Yun's face suddenly felt hot. Fortunately, the night was dark and the blush on her face could not be seen clearly. Zhu Yun hurriedly turned her back and rushed back to the tent: "The Lieutenant is discussing official business and hasn't eaten yet. I...
We have stewed some veal, so Lieutenant, please have a bowl."
Yang Hao sighed: "Oh, don't be busy, I can't eat."
"Eat as much as you can. The lieutenant hasn't eaten anything since evening."
Yang Hao sat cross-legged in the tent, took the small scissors on the table, and picked the wick of the oil lamp. The flame was much higher, and the tent suddenly became bright. Zhu Yun took a bowl of veal and gently brought it to him
Seeing his thoughtful expression in front of me, I couldn't help but say: "Taiwei, this is... I stewed this. I don't know if it suits Taiwei's taste."
"Oh..." Yang Hao responded, picked up the spoon, stirred a few in the bowl, and put down the spoons without interest. When Zhu Yun saw it, he knelt down opposite the table, put his hands on his knees, and asked softly:
"Lieutenant, are you worried?"
Yang Hao shook his head and glanced up at her subconsciously. The light reflected on Zhu Yun's face, big black and white eyes, a pair of slender moon-like eyebrows, soft pink lips, and sandalwood cherry lips. Although her expression and temperament were...
She is dressed in men's clothing, but she looks quite like a housewife...
Being looked at by Yang Hao critically, Zhu Yun suddenly felt the same embarrassment she felt when she was naked in front of him. She shrank, lowered her head unconfidently, and her beautiful and soft face curves changed.
One side is bright and the other side is dark, resembling the silhouette of an elegant and delicate lady.
Yang Hao was amused by her shy yet timid expression. Although the worry between his eyebrows lingered, a rare smile appeared on his face: "Haha, looking at you now, who would believe that you are the heir?
As for the top-notch female killer in the hall, if you appear in front of me like this, even I will completely lose my guard."
Zhuyun immediately defended softly: "Subordinate... I have never killed anyone with sex."
Yang Hao nodded and said: "Well, that's true. With your superb skills, who can escape from your sword?"
Zhu Yun said calmly: "The person Zhu Yun was ordered to assassinate either had extremely high skills or had a very high-level nurse at home. Zhu Yun was not so lucky every time. More than once, I
The assassin became the one being hunted. I had set a trap, but I became the one who fell into the trap. Many times, I thought I was dead..."
"A trap was already set, but I became the one who fell into the trap..." Yang Hao chewed on these words and was lost in thought.
"Yes," Zhu Yun was also in a daze: "It was really difficult at that time. If you go forward, there are enemies and traps; if you go back, there are also enemies and traps. No matter whether you are advancing or retreating, there will be murder every step of the way.
, there is no birth gate..."
"Then how did you..."
"Fight, work hard to create opportunities for yourself, take the initiative in your own hands, don't let my opponent anticipate every move of mine, don't let my opponent lead me by the nose, and then rely on the quick wit and ability to deal with the enemy."
With martial arts, he finally escaped death. However, the murderer is always killed. This is the inevitable outcome of a killer. No killer in Jisitang has ever died. Among the female killers, the longest-lived one is only
Thirty-seven years old..."
Zhu Yun smiled sadly: "I know that I won't always be so lucky. Maybe the next time, maybe the next time, will be my death date. I have always been curious and wanted to know if I can live longer than thirty-seven.
Becoming the longest-lived female assassin among the Jisitang killers. Is it funny? I bet with myself with my own life that it is indeed quite boring... but my life is already boring enough...
Suddenly one day, I received an urgent order from the eldest son, asking me and several senior killers from Jisi Hall to rush to Bianliang immediately to escort Mr. Yang Hao back to Luzhou in the northwest safely. The order we received at that time was
:We can die, it doesn’t matter even if we all die, but we must protect him. Then, I pretended to be a little maid and came to your side. You are different from the people I have protected before, very different...
"
She stared deeply at Yang Hao, with hidden tenderness, and whispered softly: "Lieutenant, thank you, I really hope... to put down the sword, serve you tea and water, take care of your daily life, and be your... little one for the rest of your life.
Maid."
Yang Hao stood up slowly, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and said slowly: "Now... I want to be a killer, a killer in a desperate situation. I only hope that I can be as lucky as you...