At Yanmen Pass, there were no wild geese, only the north wind howled...
The white grass has broken, but the snow has not yet fallen.
On the iron-wrapped gate at the front of Yanmen Pass, Yun Zheng stared blankly at the willow forest in the distance. This was Li Dongchu's hard work in the past few years. In order to make these willow trees survive, he did not hesitate to attract a stream of living water from Shijie Valley.
I water this willow forest specifically.
There should not be any woods in front of Xiongguan. Those trees will only become weapons for the enemy to attack the city, but Yanmen Pass is different. The difference is that the willow forest in front of the pass will never have the chance to grow into big trees.
Every year, soldiers at the gate would go to the willow forest and cut off the willow trees that were thicker than an arm, leaving only the thick roots connected to the trunks more than two feet long to continue to multiply there.
Therefore, every spring, those tree trunks will sprout a large number of new branches, thus giving birth to a new craft in Yanmenguan - willow weaving!
In fact, the biggest function of the willow forest is to prevent wind and fix sand. Without this forest, Yanmen Pass would probably be buried by wind and sand in less than twenty years.
Even with the presence of willow trees, the north wind swept the gravel and knocked it on the tall city wall, making the Xiongguan city wall look mottled.
Li Dongchu wanted to find a suitable time to talk to Yun Zheng these days, but Yun Zheng never gave him this opportunity. Now, both of them have settled their positions, one is the commander-in-chief, and the other is
They are generals, and they can be considered comrades-in-arms on the battlefield, but once they leave the battlefield, Li Dongchu thinks that he and Yun Zheng will only become strangers.
Today may be the last chance to communicate with Yun Zheng, so even if the north wind blows, he still stays under the city wall, waiting for the commander who is thinking about the ancient times to come down.
"I was very young when I learned about Yanmen Pass. I only remember that it was an important pass. Other than that, the only impressions I have of it are the cold and the military disaster.
It wasn't until I read "Historical Records, Jin Family" later that I read a tenderness from a very small story, and then I had a complete understanding of Yanmen Pass."
Han Niu couldn't understand what Yun Zheng was saying to him, but he still listened carefully to avoid the young master talking to Han Feng alone, which would make him look stupid, even stupider than himself.
"At that time, Yanmen Pass did not exist, and Yanmen Pass was not as majestic and tall as it is now. At that time, there was a group of barbarians living here, named Di people.
At that time, the domestic situation in Jin was very dangerous for Prince Chong'er, so he fled to the country of Di to avoid the murder of his brothers.
After a long time, he felt very lonely in Di people, so he married Shuhuai, daughter of Jiuru, Di people, and lived together for twelve years.
Until one day, Chong'er was tired of the life here and was going to Qi to look for a chance to go home. However, he was unwilling to take Shuhuai back."
Han Niu laughed and said: "It's really not appropriate for a man to take a woman with him when he has to go on business."
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "That's true. Shu Huai also understood Chong'er and just said to let Chong'er go. But on the one hand, Chong'er wanted to look for opportunities in Qi, and on the other hand, he wanted to preserve the last place of residence for the Di people, so he asked Shu Huai
Huai said: If I don't come back in twenty-five years, you can get married."
Han Niu's eyes widened and he said, "This is going to make this woman a widow, so we might as well just divorce her."
Yun Zheng reached out his hand from the pile of furs and patted the stupid cow and said: "You are a good man. If a man dies, he will die. You really shouldn't do things in such a nasty way. Twenty-five years later, the young woman Hua Xin can still see the slightest trace."
The shadow of?"
Han Niu smiled happily and said, "That woman named Shuhuai should spit on Chong'er's face."
Yun Zheng smiled and shook his head and said: "Shu Huai didn't scold Chong'er. When he heard what he said, he smiled and replied: Twenty-five years? The willows on my grave have grown into big trees. Even so, I still
Await your return!"
Han Niu smiled and said: "Shu Huai is right, this is how you should deceive this fool."
Yun Zheng chuckled and said: "Shuhuai didn't lie. At that time, people valued a promise of a thousand dollars. Shuhuai really waited for Chong'er for twenty-five years..."
"You heartless man, as long as I leave home to fight, I will tell my wife that as long as she can raise her children, I will remarry with her. Young Master, who is that Chong'er?"
Yun Zheng stuffed his hands into the warm fur and said with a smile: "Jin Wen Gong, that is, the king of Jin!"
Han Niu curled his lips in disdain and whispered: "So it's the emperor? No wonder..."
Seeing that Han Niu had understood the story, Yun Zheng smiled again and looked at the willow forest in the distance. He really wanted to see the cheerful and trustworthy woman among the soft willow branches...
It's a pity that here there is only the sky full of yellow sand and the fierce north wind.
When they walked down the city wall, Li Dongchu had already left the city wall. He had also heard the story just now. He left red-eared in the cold weather. Jin Wengong did not come back, but Yun Zheng came back. When Yun Zheng came back
, Li Dongchu has married someone else.
"Master, Li Dongchu is gone."
"Of course he has to leave. He leaves Yanmen Pass in the north. He wants to march towards Heyin and Jincheng. He must leave at this time. If he doesn't leave after the heavy snow falls, the road on the grassland will not be easy to walk."
"Master, why are we leaving? I saw Lang Tan, Wu Jie and the others are gone. Now even Li Dongchu is gone. Shouldn't we set off too?"
"Don't worry, when the four armies roll to attack, we will gather 30,000 cavalry before leaving. By the time we enter the Liao Kingdom, Lang Tan, Wu Jie, and Li Dongchu's troops will be old, and then we will continue to follow
superior……"
"Master, I like fighting!"
"I know, but this is not a good habit. Only unpromising people go to war with knives. Your calf is very good. He doesn't like knives, but only likes books..."
On October 24th, a blue moon appeared in the sky, ice powder fell from the sky, and the earth was all pink and white. Si Tianjian said: This is a sign that the white dragon is removing its armor!
Wu Zangying Pang finally took action. This time, he did not choose to march from Montenegro, but attacked the Liao Kingdom's Collapse Ridge Jiedu Envoy Division from Huangtou Huihe.
The ones who attacked the Liao Kingdom were not the Twelve Recruiting Divisions of Xixia, but a huge army composed of barbarians from the Western Regions. They defeated the Bai Dadan tribe of the Liao Kingdom in one day, advancing wildly along the way, without leaving their saddles, and without stopping.
, plunged into Yunnei Prefecture of Liao Kingdom along the frozen Xilamulin River.
At the same time, Wu Zang and Pang killed his biological sister Wu Zang in Xingqing Mansion, married his daughter to the eleven-year-old Xixia King Li Liangzuo, moved into the Xixia Palace, and officially began his career as the Prime Minister of the country.
power, the first to control the imperial power of Xixia, and set an extremely bad precedent for the Xixia Kingdom.
It's strange. I don't know how Wu Zang and Pang arranged it. Under such a great turmoil, Xixia Kingdom rarely carried out a large-scale killing. Except for the Xixia Queen Mother Wu Zang and her large number of male favors,
Apart from his death, Xingqing Mansion did not fall into chaos.
Yun Zheng threw away the military report in his hand and said with a long sigh to Su Xun across the table: "We started the war a little too early. If we start the war one month later, Xixia will definitely become a mess. I don't have to worry about Xixia."
I can’t sleep at night because of my busy schedule.”
Su Xun also put down his desk work, rubbed his groggy eyes with his hands, and said angrily: "There are powerful enemies waiting around outside. Even if the patriarchs in Xixia are dissatisfied and have no hidden secrets, in this sensitive period, they can't
I have no choice but to hold back my anger, and the internal conflicts in Xixia will not break out until the battle against Liao is over."
"If there is no outbreak, Wu Zangpang will use a series of victories to tell the Xixia people that he is indeed the most suitable ruler after Xixia Li Yuanhao."
Su Xun picked up the pen again, filled a little water in the ink pool, grinded a new pool of ink, and then got back into the mountain of documents. For him, Wu Zangyi Pang was too far away from Yanmen Pass, and the entire army
They had already begun to take action, and the swarm of military reports had left him no longer thinking about Xixia's affairs.
At the same time, Chen Lin's room was also steaming with steam. The iron kettle placed on the charcoal basin was already steaming, but no one took care of the boiling water on the stove. Chen Lin held a military newspaper in her hand.