Nightfall Chapter 1: Mr. Thirteen in the barracks
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter One, Mr. Thirteen in the Barracks
In the 14th year of the Revelation of the Tang Dynasty, the desert tribe, who had been living in the extreme north and cold regions for thousands of years, returned to the south and seized a large area of grassland in the Wang Court of Zuozhang, which directly caused the Wang Court cavalry to harass and invade the central plains further south. In response to a dangerous situation that has not been encountered in ten years, Xiling Temple issued an edict calling on the followers of Haotian Dao and their colleagues to assist Yan Kingdom to reach the barbarian invasion.
At the same time, the Datang Empire sent troops along the west road to aid the Yan, the number of aid Yan army.
Because of the arrival of reinforcements, the cavalry of the left tent Wangting tribe seemed to converge a lot, especially when the pioneer troops of the Datang assisted Yan army came to the Yanbei Wasteland along the eastern margin of Minshan Mountain, and the left tent Wangting only increased. Because of the constraints on the tribes, it is no longer difficult to find the barbarian wanderers in the wild where the cold wind roars.
The reason why the barbarian cavalry is difficult to deal with is because they have a large expanse of grassland behind them, and when they see the wrong momentum, they escape into the long grass, and they can't chase them. Unless the current kings of the world have the ambitions of the Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty, there is no way to completely eliminate this threat.
So when the barbarian cavalry's intrusion on the Yanjing became less serious, after the left account king court sent talks and messengers, the Central Plains troops gathered in the north of the Yanjing did not go northward, but chose to station on the spot, and Attention was placed on the defense of the frontier fortresses, and the situation of the frontier fortresses became much calmer.
The more than 100,000 troops stationed outside of Yan are known as the coalition forces of the Central Plains countries. In fact, apart from young practitioners from the Southern Jin Yuelun countries, they are basically the local army of the Yan Kingdom and the aid army sent by the Datang Empire.
The so-called Yan Yan army is the elite of the Western Road side army under the command of General Xiahou. This army, which is known for its iron-blooded coldness, ran the eleven cities of Yan Kingdom in the war ten years ago, and left a very painful memory to the people of Yan. In the eyes of Yan people, these people from Tang dynasty who claimed to have come to aid are better than the grassland. The barbarian cavalry above is even more hateful and terrifying.
Based on such a simple comparison of emotions and strengths, from the monarch to the ordinary soldiers, the Yan Kingdom showed a considerable degree of vigilance towards the Datang-aided Yan army to the west, although on the surface it still sent pigs and cattle food as a sympathy. However, in reality, the Yan State Army kept a considerable distance from the Tang Army. The two sides separated the east and west fronts on the Yanbei border, looking at each other from a distance, ignoring each other, and even showed great energy to pay attention to each other's movements.
The young practitioners from various countries who received the edict of the Xiling Temple naturally stayed with the Yan *** team, while the practical students from the Chengnan Academy of Chang'an naturally stayed in the barracks of the Tang Aid Army.
At the end of autumn, the wasteland was cold in the north, and the air became foggy and the grass was early yellow.
Somewhere in Yanbei, there is a meadow outside the frontier fortress barracks. The leaves of the few trees on the meadow have already fallen. Standing here, your eyes can easily penetrate the clear sky and fall farther. For example, the black smoke generated by the burning of unknown objects in the distant wasteland, and the wounded soldiers lying on the creaking carriage.
Now the situation in the border fortress is calm, and peace talks may be held immediately, but in the depths of the wasteland, small-scale battles between the Datang cavalry and the steppe cavalry still occur occasionally, and the remains and wounded will be transported back after a few days.
Ning Que sat on the meadow and looked northwest, slowly rubbing a small sign with his hand resting on his lap. The material of this brand is a bit weird. It's not gold, jade, stone, or wood. It's very hard. It was stuffed by Senior Sister Yu Lian before leaving the academy. He didn't pay attention to it at the time. Later, I remembered it during the trip. I was curious about the purpose of this brand and used it to reduce my memory of Chang'an City.
There is a vague black line under the sky high and far northwest, which is not conspicuous. But he has been there, and he knows how tall and majestic the rolling hills are, so he feels that the sky and wasteland are vast and unspeakable.
The fuzzy black line is the Xiongxiong Min Mountain that divides the northern part of the mainland into two parts. When he and Sangsang were young, they mainly lived on the eastern foot of Minshan Mountain. Ten years ago, they came across their homeland when they walked out of the western cliff. The memory of the destroyed Zall is a long time ago, but it is still clear.
Because I have passed by, I remember to go further north, there will be a natural gap in the middle of Minshan Mountain. The Minshan Mountain Range, which stretches for thousands of miles from south to north, divides the southern part of the wasteland into two halves, and also separates Datang and Yan Kingdom. If they don't want to detour from the northern part of the wasteland, the army can only pass through the gap.
An important military location like this is naturally firmly in the hands of the Datang Empire, where the most elite divisions of the Imperial Northern Route Army are stationed, and the most important military mission of the Imperial Northern Route Army is not to guard dangerous places. , Threatening the Left Tent King Court or the Kingdom of Yan in the eastern part of the grassland, what really worries the empire is the Golden Tent King Court, which is the most powerful in the wasteland, where Princess Li Yu once married.
The Weicheng Fortress where Ning Que has lived for many years is one of the Seven Fortresses. The Seven Fortresses belong to the most inconspicuous frontier defense line of the elite division of the Northern Route Army. At this time, looking northwest, you can see the end of Minshan Mountain. In Weicheng, the hometown that really belongs to him and Sangsang, I can't help but feel longing and warmth.
The old people in Weicheng don’t know how they are now, what is General Ma’s health, in the spring, they don’t know if they have received the cash tickets sent by the carriages and horses. If they know that they have already mixed up in Chang'an City So, how much wine will you drink to celebrate, and when should you and Sangsang go back to see them?
"I have been stationed here for more than a month, and I always only send some rangers out to scout. When will I actually attack? In a few days, I will enter the winter, and then I will enter the wasteland. The soldiers will pay more than now. More cost."
A young officer sits next to Ning Que, his light armor being wiped brightly. Looking at the clear wasteland and the wounded soldiers on the carriage, Jian's eyebrows are slightly frowned and said: "I really don't know where the General Mansion is. Thinking about it, I heard that General Xiahou did not enter the swallow at all, and he is still in the Tuyang City Mansion, which is really outrageous."
Ning Que looked at him and smiled, and said, "Where is the slaughter knife needed to kill the chicken? To deal with the cavalry in the royal court of the left account, where do you need General Xiahou to go out? The imperial court has sent half of the Western Route Army over. Enough to give the left bill a face. General Xiahou stayed in Tuyang City and didn't come to the frontier to personally direct it because he knew that this battle would not be fought at all. Since there is no need to go deep into the wasteland, what is the difference between golden autumn and winter?" /
The young officer is Chang Zhengming, a college student. This military trainee with excellent grades in the two subjects of cavalry and shooting once served in the Habayashi Army. This time he came to the front line of the Yanyan Army and was assigned to the northernmost and most dangerous fortress. However, he did not have any opinions. I was eager to try to take the cavalry into the wasteland, and make great achievements for the empire like the predecessors did, but I didn't expect that it would be more than a month when I was sleepy, and the troops had no intention of going out.
In these days, his mood was a little depressed. At this time, listening to Ning Que said this, he retorted: "The Central Plains countries have caused such a big disturbance. The temple issued an edict and the empire sent reinforcements. How much money will it cost? It took so much effort to assemble the troops. How can we not fight?"
Ning Que smiled and said, "Do you think this looks like you are going to fight?"
Zhang Zhengming pointed to the carriages under the meadow and said, "Small-scale battles are happening all the time. I don't think it is not to fight. It's just that the coalition forces are arguing on both sides and there is no way to confirm when a large-scale attack will begin." /
Ning Que shook his head and said, "Small-scale battles will definitely continue, but that is for bargaining with the royal court of the Left Account. You have to figure out what the ultimate goal of the 200,000 people in the south of the wasteland is. If you understand this, you will know why this battle will not be fought after all."
"Why?" Chang Zhengming asked, frowning.
Ning Que asked: "Why does the Left Account Wang Court disturb the side?"
Chang Zhengming didn't even think about it, and replied: "Because a man is cruel and greedy."
Ning Que said with no good air: "Nonsense... how can people not be greedy."
Chang Zhengming hesitated and said: "Is it because the deserted people moved south?"
Ning Que looked at the young officer and said: "The real enemy of the Zuo Ting Wang Ting Shan Yu is the deserted tribe behind it. The Xiling Temple issued an order to guard against the rejuvenation of the Demon Sect caused by the deserted people going south. As for our Datang Empire …Back then, the deserted people were crippled by us. Of course, we must be wary of whether they will get revenge after they become stronger. So in the final analysis, everyone is wary of worrying about the deserted soldiers in more distant places."
The desert people have been away from the wasteland for more than a thousand years, and for the people of the Central Plains, it is a legend that is too long to remember. During the journey to the frontier fortress, the students in the academy have supplemented their knowledge and generally understood that period of time. History, but to them and the people of the Central Plains, this tribe still appears extremely mysterious.
"But I heard that there are only a few hundred thousand people left in the desert. Even if all the people are soldiers, it is impossible to pose any threat to the Central Plains. On the contrary, there are countless knights under the command of the left account king. If they really go south like locusts... "
"In your eyes, the powerful Zuo Teng Wang Court was abruptly robbed of a large area of grassland by the wild people, and was driven to the south, forced to cross the line drawn by my Datang for them. Now these are known as natural. There are only hundreds of thousands of warriors who can do this. If they are given time to gain a foothold in the north and thrive, don’t you think it’s terrible? Why are Xiling Temple and the imperial court not nervous?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "Don't forget, as long as there is enough food, it is always easy to give birth to children."
Chang Zhengming was silent for a long time and asked: "Then what should we do?"
Ning Que looked at the black smoke in the distance of the wild wasteland and thought for a while and said: "Looking at the current situation, I guess that the Xiling Temple and the imperial court have the same idea, which is to force the left account of the king's court Shanyu and Huangren to renew When war starts, we are responsible for giving him weapons, equipment and food, and they are responsible for fighting."
Chang Zhengming asked puzzledly: "If the talents are forced to relocate to the south if they can't win the battle, how can the king of the left account be so stupid to go back to fight?"
"That’s why we are here now... The temple and the court have made their posture very clear now. They wrote a multiple-choice question to let Shan Yu do it. Or you can play a game with us, or you are in our If you continue to support, you will fight against the deserted person again. For the former, you must be dead, and for the latter, you may be dead. There must be a difference between it and the possibility.
Chang Zhengming was stunned. He didn't expect this matter to be so complicated. He said with emotion, "This multiple-choice question is really hard to do."
Ning Que patted him on the shoulder and said, "Shan Yu thinks so too."
At this moment, dozens of the most elite Western Route Army Qingqi appeared behind the meadow. The leading captain looked at Ning Que above the meadow with anxiety, as if he wanted to get closer. I dare not.
Chang Zhengming looked at the elite cavalry under the meadow, as nervous as the enemy, and recognized that he should be the cavalry directly under the General's Mansion. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and subconsciously glanced at Ning Que beside him.
The Lieutenant Tang under the meadow looked up at Ning Que sadly and said, "Mr. Thirteen, the distance to Manqi is too close. It is really unsafe. Shall we return to the barracks?
"Mr. Thirteen?" Chang Zhengming asked, looking at Ning Que in confusion.
Ning Que looked at the tense cavalry under the meadow, sighed helplessly, patted his **** and stood up, explaining to Chang Zhengming: "They don't know who I am, only that I am ranked 13th." /
Chang Zhengming followed and stood up.
"My college leader, although I am not responsible for your life and death, but always care about what you are doing."
Ning Que looked at him and said, "I came today to see your current situation. Since I was urged, I had to leave early. Tomorrow I will go to Bishuiying. Situ Yilan and Wang Ying are there." /
"Thanks for your hard work." Chang Zhengming said seriously.
"It's just an inspector on the table, eating and drinking and swaggering around, where is there any hard work?"
Ning Que laughed at himself, waved to him not to send it, patted his **** and walked down the meadow.
Walking down to the meadow, he looked at the side lieutenant who had been with him for a whole month, as well as the soldiers who looked around closely, as if they might encounter the steppe cavalry at any time, and said helplessly:
"This is still my Datang Barracks, why are you so nervous? Do you really want to follow me like this every day?"
The school lieutenant replied earnestly: "Shangfeng is serious, if you are waiting, you must ensure your safety."
Ning Que thought about the happy but boring life in the border for the past month or so, and couldn't help but shook his head, and said, "I'm just an ordinary practical student. As a result, there are dozens of elite cavalry by my side every day. What's the matter? I'm not General Xiahou, how can I afford such treatment."
The school lieutenant explained respectfully: "Mr. Thirteen, although we don't know your true identity, it is clearly stated in the military order of the General Mansion that your safety is more important than that of the general."
This is a very real answer.
Few people in the Frontier Army on the West Road knew Ning Que’s true identity. The reason why the General Mansion was so concerned about Ning Que’s safety was not because General Xiahou knew the identity of his secret guard and came with His Majesty’s monitoring mission. So I want to isolate him from the strength of the army, but for a very simple reason.
Dozens of students in the academy are practicing on the front line. They must honed their military exploits and abilities with real swords and guns. This is the practice of the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, from the ministers of the DPRK to the frontier generals, they will only regard these young people as Ordinary officers looked at it, but Ning Que was not an ordinary college student, he was a student on the second floor of the academy.
In recent years, no student on the second floor of the college has been enlisted to participate in practical training. Only Ning Que is a special case. As a direct disciple of the Master, if such a person has a problem on the front line, even if it loses a single hair, it will Cause an uproar.
General Xiahou may be able to withstand His Majesty's anger, but he didn't have the guts to face the Master's disappointment.
So after arriving from Chang'an to the frontier fortress in the Yanbei Wasteland, Ning Que did not return to the familiar years of conquering the iron and blood. Instead, he was offered as an ancestor by the West Road Frontier Army.
The barracks guarded his safety carefully up and down, whether it was drinking or eating meat, to meet any of his requirements...but never let him get close to some possible dangers. So apart from going to various military camps along the gentle curve of the frontier fortress to gently visit college students like Chang Zhengming, he has nothing to do now.
Ning Que looked at the cavalry respectfully waiting to **** him away, couldn't help sighing, put his finger in his mouth and whistled. I saw a **** horse coming out of the oblique stabbing behind the meadow. This **** horse carried heavy luggage like a hill, but still walked like flying hoofs, chewing things in his mouth, and didn't know that it was here. On the meadow where the autumn grass is stained with frost, what it can eat is so happy.
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