After inspecting the refugee resettlement, Mrs. Yu returned to the house arranged by Tian Yao at dusk.
Hejian Mansion, which was not attacked by the Jin soldiers, maintained its former prosperity. The mansion behind the government office was gorgeous and warm.
Groups of maids and servants in the courtyard were waiting for Mrs. Yu to wash and change clothes, and serve delicious food. The families of the civil servants and generals of the city sat together in the room, chatting with Mrs. Yu.
It wasn't until the lanterns came on that all the ladies said their goodbyes.
The curtains in the room were lowered, the lights were extinguished one by one, the maids and servants retreated, leaving only Mrs. Yu.
It wasn't until this moment that Mrs. Yu slowly exhaled. She couldn't hide her exhaustion and slowly leaned on the bed. She didn't know how long it had been, but she seemed to have fallen asleep, but the next moment she slowly stretched out her hand and pulled it from her neck.
Take out a jade pendant.
This is a small jade ring, not of very good quality, tied on a red string.
Mrs. Yu closed her eyes and rubbed the jade ring.
"Yu Lang, it seems that in this life, you will be one step ahead of me." She murmured in a low voice, with water glinting in the corners of her eyes.
She held the jade ring tightly in her hand, sat up slowly, looked at the dim light in the room, her back straight and motionless.
The night was dark, and there was total darkness between heaven and earth.
But if you look around, there is a night sky with torches like stars. As you get closer, you will find that these stars are very large, like a river.
It was late at night, the noise of fighting during the day had dissipated, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Under the illumination of flickering torches, you can see that this camp is in ruins. The flags planted on the ground also have signs of burning and are crooked. Many of them have fallen to the ground, covered with blood and soil.
, can’t see the original appearance.
This is a flat land surrounded by trenches. At first glance, there seems to be no one there, but if you look closely, you can see heads shaking in the trenches.
Moans and low sobs came from it.
The sound of leather boots squeaking on the ground made the trench here become quiet for a moment.
"How many casualties are there?" A mellow male voice sounded from the trench.
There was a clanking of armors, which was obviously the action of soldiers getting up.
The faces of these people could not be clearly seen in the flickering light and darkness, and only the figures were crowded together in the narrow ditch.
"Returning to the country, sir, there are still one hundred and twenty people on our right wing." A hoarse voice sounded.
The sound made the trench fall silent again.
"Good boys." said the mellow voice.
Then there was walking in leather boots, and the figures here moved along the trench, seeming to check the soldiers lying in the trench one by one.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the footsteps stopped and a tall figure climbed up the trench.
The figures behind him hurriedly followed and stood behind him.
The tall figure stood silent for a long time, and a gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a whimper, and it seemed to be the sound of a horn.
"Let the generals withdraw to the third line of defense." A mellow voice suddenly sounded, "There is a broken city wall over there to rely on."
Step back one, step back two, and now finally step back three.
Ten thousand people were lost, three were lost, more than half were lost, and the great formation was dispersed.
The so-called remaining city wall can be relied upon, which means that we are about to enter the final battle to the death.
His voice was calm, and in this darkness with wounded soldiers everywhere, it sounded undoubtedly the same as before.
"yes."
The voices of the generals behind him immediately rang out, without the slightest fear and as calm as ever.
"It's a pity that Duoyan escaped." The mellow voice said again.
"But the people of our three counties will definitely retreat safely." The general behind him said, "It's worth trading him for hundreds of thousands of my people."
The mellow voice laughed.
"Yes, it's worth it," he said.
Others also started laughing.
On this bloody and dark battlefield, this laughter is as intoxicating as the spring breeze.
At this moment, there was a vibration on the ground in the distance, and there seemed to be a heavy blackness pressing down.
The laughter dissipated.
"You can't wait to attack again. It seems that Tuoba Wu is very anxious." said the mellow voice.
"He is afraid that reinforcements will come, so he wants to fight quickly." A general said.
The mellow voice smiled again.
"It's just that I, Zhu Shan, have never expected reinforcements." He said, and after speaking, his figure turned and brought up a swaying ink, "to fight."
"No!" the generals shouted in unison.
The sound of the horn came from the land in the middle of the night, colliding with the black clouds coming from the distance.
The sound of the trumpet seemed to anger the black clouds over there, and a moment later there was a buzzing whistle.
This whistling sound was not the previous gibberish, but Chinese, with a strange intonation but clear words.
"Kill Zhushan!"
"Kill Zhushan!"
"Kill Zhushan!"
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Inch by inch, light overflowed from the ground, and the earth gradually became brighter.
This vast plain seems to have not yet been covered by spring, and it looks vast and vast.
With the morning light, a group of people appeared on the plain, about seven to eight thousand people, well-dressed in armor, followed by ten baggage vehicles.
The sound of rapid hoofbeats came from a distance, and three black horses appeared in sight.
The horses came galloping, and because they ran so fast, the leader's red cloak fluttered and his turban fell down, with a braid of hair flowing behind him. They moved very quickly and arrived in front of the military formation in the blink of an eye.
The soldiers in the military formation stood at attention. The three cavalrymen did not cause them any disturbance. The three men and three cavalrymen walked through the formation and soon came to a car in the middle.
At this time, there were many people standing in front of the car. Maps were placed on the tables in front of the car. Yang Jing, Xia Yong, Li Guorui and others gathered around them, looking carefully at something while talking in low voices.
As you get closer, you will see clearly that this map is actually just a local map, but it has been enlarged a lot and clearly outlines a ravine and a country road.
Miss Jun was also on the side, listening to their discussion with a quiet expression.
"Sister." Zhao Hanqing shouted, reining in his horse and turning around, pointing the whip behind him, "Ahead is Baimaogou."
Hearing her words, everyone around the map suddenly laughed, and Li Guorui couldn't help but clenched his fist and shook it hard.
"This road is indeed the right one." He said, "It saves five days than usual."
"Of course it is true." Xia Yong said, "There is no doubt about it."
Li Guorui smiled and sighed as he looked at Miss Jun beside him.
He has lived in the Northland for eight or nine years, and he didn't know that such a road was possible, let alone a girl like this who was only in her teens.
This map…
Li Guorui looked at the map spread out on the table. How was this drawn? It was so horribly precise. Of course, there were mistakes. For example, the names of many villages were different, but most of them were accurate.
Maps are drawn according to the local appearance, but looking at this map, he always felt that this place was formed according to the map.
Miss Jun raised her hand to put the map away.
"Then we are going to Yizhou now," she said.
Her voice was soft, but when she said the word "Yizhou", the people around her couldn't help but feel numb, and some couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Yizhou.
They have been serving as soldiers for so long, and this is the first time they have set foot on the territory of the Jin people, with soldiers, guns and artillery carts.
This is both scary and exciting.
Miss Jun slowly walked over a few steps, looked at them, and then looked at the standing military formation.
Flags were flying in the military formation. Although there were many flags, there were actually only two. One said Shun'an Army and the other said Qingshan Army.
Dozens of people from the Qingshan Army no longer lined up alone. They were interspersed among the Shun'an Army. Many soldiers from the Shun'an Army were wearing armor similar to those of the Qingshan Army. Now it is almost impossible to tell who is who without looking carefully.
who.
"Master Li." Miss Jun said, looking back at Li Guorui, "You came to Yizhou with me, right?"
The Shun'an Army from Hejian was sent to Bazhou on the grounds that they were going south to rescue the people, but Li Guorui eventually led his army northward, and the news was hidden from the Hejian camp.
"This is not a private deployment of troops." Li Guorui said after plastic surgery, "We are soldiers under Duke Cheng Guo."
So what?
Yang Jing, Xia Yong and others looked at him.
"Soldiers listen to generals, generals listen to commanders, commanders listen to kings, the imperial court is lofty, and we small soldiers and generals don't understand it, nor are we qualified to understand it. Duke Cheng Guo follows the imperial court's orders, and we follow Duke Cheng's orders, and Duke Cheng Guo follows them.
We have never been ordered to retreat, and Duke Cheng is now fighting the Jin people in Yizhou, so naturally we have to fight too." Li Guorui continued.
He looked solemn when he said this.
"So what we are doing is not selfish. If the court wants to punish us, it is not us who should be punished, but Duke Cheng."
Miss Jun laughed.
Jin Shiba, who was standing at the head of the team, twitched his lips and sneered.
"Why are you laughing?" Lei Zhonglian asked immediately.
Jin Shiba did not ignore it as before.
"When I smile, the person who is close to the red is red, and the person who is close to the ink is black." He said, "Even this young general dares to tell lies with his eyes open, and he is so confident."
"I think he is right, he is not blind," Lei Zhonglian said.
Jin Shiba looked at him.
"Because you are blind," he said.
Lei Zhonglian raised his eyebrows to say something, but Miss Jun's voice sounded again. He quickly stopped talking and looked at it carefully.
Miss Jun looked at the military formation.
"We have less than eight thousand people," she said. "We are going to fight thousands of golden soldiers. Are you afraid of being in other people's countries and other people's territories?"
"Don't be afraid!" shouted in unison.
"Why aren't you afraid?" Miss Jun asked.
"Because Duke Cheng Guo is not afraid." He replied again with a chorus of shouts, "Because Miss Jun is not afraid."
Li Guorui also shouted, as if it was a habit and a matter of course.
Yes, Duke Cheng Guo was not afraid of going deep into the land of the Jin people to attack and kill his prince. Miss Jun, a weak woman, was not afraid and always followed them to fight against the Jin people.
What's more, there are these sophisticated armors and the baggage carts carrying sharp weapons and artifacts. One can be worth ten. What's so scary!
Hearing this shout, Miss Jun got on her horse with a smile, and Li Guorui, Xia Yong and others also got on their horses.
Miss Jun took a few steps forward on horseback.
"Then let's go..." she said, taking the long knife in Zhao Hanqing's hand and pointing north, "Save the Duke Cheng."
There was a roar in the military formation, and there were many spears and swords standing in the north, and the roar was deafening and overwhelming.