"How could it be possible! It's impossible! I don't believe it!"
Yang Yizhen was roaring in her heart.
The three hundred warriors died, the rain fell, and the scouts who reported back were trembling, waiting to face the violent storm.
But a moment later, what he heard was an understatement of five words: "Treacherous Song people!"
His subordinates were stunned, and the most responsive henchman suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, there must be more than two enemies, the Song people are playing tricks!"
Others also woke up from a dream: "So it turns out that you don't dare to confront our Bai warriors head-on, so you can only use this kind of conspiracy and trickery, and you won't win with force!"
Yang Yizhen slowly put down the still-warm wine cup to prevent the wine from spilling with her trembling hands, and said solemnly: "The people of Song Dynasty know they are invincible, and this is their last persistence!"
He looked at all the generals with bright eyes: "The three hundred warriors of my clan have shattered the illusion of the Song people being powerful. Everything is under my control!"
There was silence at first, and then all the Bai people raised their weapons and cheered: "Your Majesty is brave! Dali will win!"
Yang Yizhen stood up, pressed it down with her hands, and put on her helmet.
A war-loving general said expectantly: "Your Majesty, are we going to attack the Song people?"
Yang Yizhen glanced at him with hatred: "Are you letting our warriors suffer casualties along with the Song people in vain?"
The general lowered his head in shame and stepped aside.
Yang Yizhen finished putting it on as quickly as possible: "Let's go, Dali's future is already in our hands!"
The generals raised their weapons again and ran away immediately following Yang Yizhen, their Emperor of Guang'an.
When Huang Shang arrived here, he saw garbage everywhere.
I touched the wine glass and found that it was no longer warm.
"Everyone ran away and was able to maintain order. He is worthy of being a figure in history!"
Huang Shang was a little surprised.
You know, Yang Yizhen is now the nominal emperor of Dali, with thousands of elite soldiers and generals under his command, but he was forced to leave by two people.
This is a devastating blow to morale.
If it were him, the people would be scattered, the team would be difficult to lead, and it might be a great escape without armor and armor.
But now Yang Yizhen is escaping in such an orderly manner, which shows that he has absolute control over his subordinates.
Awesome!
Of course, escaping can be done just like a normal march, which is a god-level operation, but the traces cannot be covered up.
"That's the old crow's nest where our imperial army of the Song Dynasty was trapped?"
Huang Shang looked down and asked the rebel general who was too lazy to make up his name so he still didn't know his name.
"Yes! Yes!"
The rebel general nodded repeatedly and trembled.
"Trouble!"
Huang Shang frowned.
Yang Yizhen did not flee blindly, but gathered around and called for reinforcements, waiting for work.
He may not be sure who the Song Dynasty sent and how many masters there were, but the loss of three hundred elite soldiers made him no longer willing to face the enemy head-on, otherwise the victory would be a tragic victory.
After all, he only had 5,000 men under his command, and the death of 100 people was not a small loss, so he made a decisive decision and turned to besiege the Imperial Army to use threats and checks and balances.
This is a mistake.
Huang Shang and Xiaoyaozi alone, not to mention the five thousand Dali rebels, are so vast that no one in the world can stop them.
But once they were forced to join forces with the third battalion of the Forbidden Army, things would be different.
With the drag on them, they have a weakness. If they are surrounded by the rebels led by Yang Yizhen, they may have no choice but to break out alone.
"Yang Yizhen is afraid of loss..."
“Start here!”
After Huang Shang thought about it briefly, he led the rebel generals to turn around and returned to the previous fighting point.
There, Xiaoyaozi looked at the two hundred surrendered troops trapped in the net, poking them here and there with his fingers.
Every time he poked them, the soldiers trembled and were almost scared to the point of peeing, let alone running away.
"Walk!"
Huang Shang was relieved, and directly connected one end of the four nets to the tails of two horses, and escorted the surrendered rebels back to the Song Dynasty.
The Dali rebels couldn't wait to attack and kill them. They were only an hour away from the border village.
Not long after they parted, the Imperial Guards, who were still feeling sad, were dumbfounded when they saw Huang Shang coming with a group of Dali rebels.
If the net hadn't been too tight and they couldn't counterattack instantly, they would have thought that San Yuan had been captured. The enemy used a trick to attack the stronghold, and they almost didn't dare to open the door.
"Escort them to my prison in Yongzhou. If there are any escapees and troublemakers on the way, don't worry, they will be killed!"
When Huang Shang handed over the group of Bai people who had been granted amnesty after leaving Xiaoyaozi to the Imperial Army, and after giving instructions, the Imperial Army looked at him as if they were looking at gods, and they all saluted in unison: "Yes!"
Huang Shang said: "Go back quickly, you still have a mission."
These forbidden troops have not yet understood the meaning of this sentence.
But half a day later, when Huang Shang and Xiaoyaozi came with more than a hundred Dali rebels in large nets, the imperial guards finally understood how arduous their work was.
Fortunately, You Shixiong had received the news and took the opportunity to come here to connect.
With him taking care of the surrendered soldiers, Huang Shang had no worries.
So, early the next morning, he scattered again, dragging seventy or eighty people back with a net.
Not to mention the other forbidden troops, You Shixiong was shocked.
Sanyuan, are you going out to rescue people, or are you going back to kidnap people?
There are only 5,000 elite soldiers available to the Dali rebels. One-tenth of them have been tied up for you and they have returned!
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Outside the old crow's nest.
Yang Yizhen gathered 1,500 elite soldiers and stood up with swords drawn.
He has mobilized most of the troops in the east of Dali to solve the troubles of the Song Dynasty and kill Duan Yanqing in the valley.
Logically speaking, with such strength, he would have been able to invade the valley long ago, but looking around at this moment, he could see crows flapping their wings and flying around the narrow valley mouth.
The tanks were noisy, and the noise gave Yang Yizhen a splitting headache. The soldiers even waved their weapons to drive away the crows, greatly reducing their attack capabilities.
"Damn it, is Luo Dian crazy? He actually likes this kind of beast?"
Yang Yizhen was already cursing loudly in her heart.
This place is west of the Yachi River. It is originally a valley. The reason why it got such an unpleasant name is because there are a large number of crows living in it.
Crows like to eat carrion, have strong Yin energy, and live in groups. There are tens of thousands of crows in this old crow nest. Coming here at night is like entering a ghost land.
But in Luodian, this place is considered a holy place.
Because Luodian worships ghosts and gods and believes in Wugui Cult, its tribal leaders and even kings are called "Ghost Lords".
Crows are considered unlucky in other places, but here they are the messengers of ghosts and gods and receive preferential treatment.
Until a few days ago, the arrival of Duan Yanqing and his party broke the peace here.
They were chased into despair and broke into this valley.
At that time, a large number of crows flew out and scattered the rebel formation. In addition, the entrance of the valley was extremely narrow, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it managed to survive.
And just yesterday, a retreating Song army also broke into it. When the two merged, their strength was considerable.
What the rebels hate the most is that the crow hovers in the air and flies down from time to time to harass them, which greatly increases the difficulty of the attack.
Of course, the original best way was to encircle.
There is no food in the valley. As long as two or three days pass, the desperate Song troops inside will naturally rush out.
When the time comes, they will be able to annihilate the Song army here without much effort.
But now that the Song Dynasty was attacking again, Yang Yizhen did not dare to wait any longer, in case the night would be long and the dream would be too much.
"Your Majesty, urgent report, the Puli tribe has rebelled, and the Duan family's children have appeared!"
But just as Yang Yizhen was thinking about how to get rid of the crows, a soldier sent an urgent message that one of their troops had been taken away.
The country of Dali has eight prefectures, four counties, four towns, and thirty-seven tribes. It is actually quite large. In its heyday, its land area was roughly as large as three Yunnan provinces in the later period, and nearly a quarter of the size of the Northern Song Dynasty.
However, to judge whether a country is strong or not, one cannot just look at its area. In the era when Guangdong and Guangxi were both barren and barren, Yunnan was even more barren.
Nowadays, it is not even in full swing. Resources are basically concentrated in the tribal counties and towns mentioned above, and the troops under Yang Yizhen mainly occupy these places.
But now, all the rebel soldiers stationed in Puri, the area closest to Luodian, have been captured.
The Puli tribe belongs to the Wuman tribe and has a deep connection with the former Nanzhao Kingdom. After Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty, the chief of the Puli tribe was awarded the title of "King of Puning County". In the east of Dali, this tribe has the most powerful heritage.
Yang Yizhen was very wary of him and sent elite soldiers to guard him. Unexpectedly, all his soldiers were captured overnight.
Yang Yizhen couldn't believe his ears, but his face was still calm and he asked lightly: "How did you come back?"
The soldier cried out sadly: "Your Majesty, these are two Song people who know witchcraft. We are unable to resist at all. He also asked me to bring you a message to send the three battalions of the forbidden troops back to the Song Dynasty without any problems, otherwise he will be liberated."
In the east of Dali, enter Tianlong Temple and rescue the monks..."
As soon as these words came out, all the generals changed their expressions. Only Yang Yizhen sneered and waved his hand: "Absurd!"
The generals were startled and then saw Yang Yizhen continuing: "Sure enough, this is the Song people's last insistence. Everything is under my control!"
The generals were a little strange. Didn't they insist just now? Why did they insist again for the last time?
However, affected by Yang Yizhen's firm gaze, they all calmed down and raised their weapons: "Your Majesty is brave! Dali will win!"
Yang Yizhen nodded, turned her back and walked towards the temporary tent.
That was his resting place, and even his personal guards were posted outside.
So, he entered the tent, staggered, fell to the ground, and did not get up. He just buried his head and cried quietly: "I have only been emperor for half a month, half a month...