Nightfall Chapter 20: Going on horse as a thief (4)
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 20, Mounted as a Thief (4)
A simple quantitative analysis can draw relatively accurate conclusions: For example, a middle-aged man with a concubine in seventeen rooms, he must be very rich; in Chang'an City, there are two or more copies of Ning Que’s books hanging in the study. Official, besides being very rich, he must have a great status.
So when the number of horse thieves who were silent with the food team exceeded 600 riders, the suspects of the forces behind the horse thieves quickly surfaced-either the Kingdom of Yan or the Court of Kings. Because in this wasteland, only the kingdom of Yan and the royal court of Zuozhen can afford to raise so many horse thieves, but Ning Que still cannot understand the purpose of these horse thieves, because no matter whether it is the kingdom of Yan or the royal court of Zuozhen, they should be welcome to discuss peace. That's right.
Ning Que became silent, indicating that he was also becoming nervous.
In the food delivery team, there were two hundred Yanqi, more than one hundred people, and a dozen young girls from Dahe Country Mochi Garden. At the beginning, the strength of the two sides on paper was not much different. I thought that to frighten the opponent, the opponent might withdraw according to the usual way of the horse thief. However, seeing more and more horse thieves gathered in the wasteland, he finally confirmed that the other party's purpose was not pure robbery, but other intentions.
The horse thieves who have appeared around the food delivery team now have more than six hundred riders, and their strength is completely dominant. Even if he takes Mo Shanshan with his horse and rushes to kill the opponent for more than ten riders, it will have no effect on the overall situation.
No new horse thieves joined the team, and six hundred horse thieves followed the food delivery team slowly northward in silence. For some reason, the horse thieves never launched an attack, and seemed a little hesitant, as if waiting for some order.
But no matter whether they attack or not, these horse thieves are there, wandering in the surrounding fields and whistling. The people in the food delivery team are under tremendous psychological pressure, feeling that there is a dark cloud above their heads that cannot be blown away by the wind. On the contrary, the pressure is getting lower and lower, the atmosphere is suppressed, panic and even desperate. If it weren't for the cold wasteland, the pale Yan army might have disbanded the camp long ago.
An invisible rope fell tighter and tighter between the food delivery team and the horse thieves. Although there is no hideous face at the moment, Ning Que knows that as the distance between the king's court and the king's court grows Near, the horse thief will lose all opportunities if he does not attack, so this rope will always break at the moment.
The wasteland is not entirely frosty grass and black soil. There are also abandoned earth cities and undulating hills. Around a leaf withered poplar forest, the food delivery team temporarily stopped to rest, and the general Yanjun looked at the surrounding areas in panic. The horse thief still sent a scout to swim the post. Although it didn't make any sense, it was always reassuring.
"If there were no reinforcements, the food team would not be able to hold. Now we are not far from the royal court. Whether it is Shan Yu’s elite cavalry or the temple’s cavalry, it is possible to touch us. My problem is that even if they watch No fireworks, but since you are such a powerful talisman, there should always be a way to notify them."
Ning Que moved his gaze away from the map, looking at Mo Shanshan next to him and asking, his tone was a bit solemn and serious, while Mo Shanshan was as calm as usual or indifferent, as if he could not see the horse thieves outside. .
After a period of silence, she looked at Ning Que, her sparse and long eyelashes blinked slightly and said: "The temple is going to **** several important people to the palace. There should be a team of **** cavalry. According to the itinerary, the distance should be We are not far away, they should have seen the fireworks last night."
Ning Que stared at her somewhat dumbfounded eyes and asked, "If... they don't see the fireworks, can they know we are here?"
Mo Shanshan nodded lightly, her straight black hair falling down her shoulders like a waterfall.
Ning Que felt calm, took out his water bag and drank his saliva. After a moment of silence, he said: "If there are no reinforcements, I will withdraw first when I can't hold it. Do you want to come with me?"
You in this sentence naturally refer to the disciples of the Mochi Garden of Dahe Country, and it does not include those Yanjun cavalry and those civilians from Yan Country.
The female Tmall came to deliver the food, just listening to Ning Que’s words, her pretty face turned red, and she said, "Brother...Brother...How can you do this?"
Ning Que didn’t explain anything. He rubbed the little girl’s head fondly, looked at Mo Shanshan with his head down, and continued: “You should know that I am a cold-blooded guy. The first consideration is to live. If there is no reinforcement, after the horse thief launches an attack, the food team will not be able to withstand it. By then, you still want everyone to survive, which is tantamount to sending your juniors into desperation, so I hope that when you make a decision, Be resolute."
Because the six hundred horse thieves are watching outside, the food transport team is extremely vigilant and careful every time they are stationed. In addition to sending out to watch outposts, the food trucks will also be densely arranged into circular convoys to prevent the opponent from rushing into the camp. It's a lot of trouble, but compared with death, no one would think it is too troublesome.
Suddenly there was a noise from under a poplar that was about to die. Ning Que stood up and looked over there, shook his head, put on a mask and walked over. Tmall female followed him curiously. Behind.
The general Yan Jun's face was sullen, staring at Zhu Zhihua in front of him, and said bitterly: "If it weren't for you southerners, how could I have been sent to such a terrible job? You want me to stick to this situation. Waiting for help? I only have two hundred people, and there are at least seven or eight hundred horse thieves. How to defend? How to fight this battle? My attitude is very clear. I will take my people to break through immediately. As for the food and grass left to the horse thieves, what is it? As long as people are still alive, it’s better than anything else. If you want to accompany these food to death, that’s your business."
Juzhihua Qiang held back the anger in his heart and pointed to the panic-stricken people around him and said: "What about these people? They are the people of Yan Kingdom. Can you as a general ignore their life and death?" /
"Who cares about my life and death?"
The general Yanjun waved his hand angrily and motioned to his cronies to gather the cavalry, preparing to take advantage of the horse thieves who were still far apart to fight for a quick breakthrough.
In the winter around Yang Lin, some civil servants from Yanmen heard this conversation and knew that their general was about to abandon themselves. They suddenly fell into greater panic, talking and crying everywhere, and some civil servants even looked at the cavalry A kind of fuel called hatred began to burn in his eyes.
Zhou Zhihua and two Dahe country girls holding Xiujian ebony handles, stopped in front of General Yanjun.
Juzhihua kept her voice low and persuaded, but received no response. The Yanjun general looked at the horse thief on the periphery, and his mood was even more anxious. He choked out his saber and glared at the Dahe country girls in front of him. He shouted in cold voice: "What if you If you want to stop me, you first have to ask my knife to answer it!"
Ning Que stood behind Jue Zhihua watching this scene, frowning. He didn’t know the name of the Yanjun general, nor did he care about the other’s name. He believed that if the general dared to do something, he would definitely die instantly under the sword of Ju Zhihua, but the situation was tense at this time. If it causes internal disputes or even internal conflicts, then there is no need for horse thieves from outside to attack, and the hundreds of people in the food team will die clean.
How can we leave the Yanjun cavalry of about two hundred people without causing infighting?
Then let the infighting end as soon as it starts, and the sparks will go out at one point, and the chaos will naturally not start a prairie fire.
Ning Que flashed out from behind Zhuo Zhihua and stood in front of General Yan Jun.
General Yanjun looked at this young man wearing a hat and a black mask covering his face. He was slightly startled. All the way, he only thought that Ning Que was an ordinary male disciple of Mochi Garden. Why stand up.
Ning Que glanced at the sabre in the hands of the general Yanjun, did not ask the sword whether he would agree or not, and directly drew the Pudao from behind, and slashed it against the cold winter wind in Yanglin.
The knife started and fell. General Yan Jun's head was in a different place, spraying blood and falling down. Because the incident happened suddenly, and Ning Que's knife was too strong and fast, he didn't even have a chance to block it.
There was a great uproar in the field. The confidants of the generals of the Yan army blushed, and they were about to draw a knife to counterattack, but Ning Que succinctly stopped them one by one.
Zhu Zhihua and Tmall Girl and other Dahe Country girls watched this scene dumbfounded, looking at the corpse of General Yanjun who was still spewing blood on the ground, she couldn't speak at all, and she didn't understand why Ning Que To do this.
Ning Que motioned to them to tie up the senior officers of the Yan army with ropes.
He stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at the frightened civilians, the Yanjun cavalry with complicated eyes, anger and fear, and after a moment of silence, he pointed to the horse thieves in the outer wasteland. Said:
"Those are horse thieves. You should be very clear about their brutality."
He glanced at the Yanjun officer who was tied down not far from his feet, then looked up at the crowd and said: "At this critical situation, if you want to abandon everyone, those who are greedy and afraid of death and seek alone must die."
"Those who do not obey orders will die."
"Even if I don't kill you, the horse thief outside won't let you live."
"So I don't want to solve too much. Want to survive? Then go hard."
In the winter, there is no sound in the Yanglin. Whether it is the Yanjun cavalry or the civil servants of the country of Yan, looking at this ordinary male disciple of Mochiyuan, looking at his calm eyes outside the black mask, I feel the deepest His chill quickly took over his body, being calm because of the cold, and because of being calm, they understood that what he said was right.
Looking at the back of Ning Que walking towards the carriage in the forest, Tmall woman opened her big bright eyes suspiciously, scratched her head, and found that she could not understand the senior from the college. In persuading Shanzhu to evacuate in advance, why did the general Yanjun react so strongly when he was about to leave?
The corner of the car curtain was lifted, and Mo Shanshan looked at him and said: "I know capricious people, how little people."
"I’m not from Yan, these Yan rides and Yan Guo’s husband have nothing to do with me, and their lives and lives have nothing to do with me, but as a Yan, he is not qualified to abandon the people. The reason why I killed him , It has nothing to do with these principles, it is purely because he died, which is more conducive to the survival of the remaining people."
"As for capriciousness..." Ning Que began to check his bow and arrows, and said with his head lowered: "If you can't stand it, I still recommend that you evacuate with me, so my attitude has not changed. I am the same as the Yan general. They are all people who are greedy for life and fear of death. The only difference is that I have the ability to make him die, but he has no ability to make me die."
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(There is still three thousand short, continue to work hard.)