Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 40: Take the royal capital lightly to cover Beizhou
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"Lord, it’s too late. Don’t chase the poor. This time we have chased two hundred miles. The soldiers are tired. If the merchants turn around and attack, they will be 20,000, and we are only 8,000. This is extremely detrimental to us, so we should return to Shengcheng first."
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, and the dark twilight flooded the earth. On the endless wilderness, among thousands of cavalry like purple clouds flying away, a young general followed Yiqi who had been galloping forward to persuade him.
But the ride was unheard of, still galloping, and the soldiers behind him naturally chased him with his whip.
"Master!" The young general yelled, but was overwhelmed by the cavalry passing by behind him, and his words were naturally submerged in the thunderous hoof.
"Stop!" Suddenly, the one in the front rode reined.
In an instant, the eight thousand horses stopped in unison, the horses neighed, and the sound shook the fields.
Standing in front of Qianqi is a red-flaming horse. On the horse's back, a stalwart man in purple and gold armor is the dynasty of Jizhou.
"Master!" The young general rushed to the dynasty, "Do you want to return to the city?"
Huang Chao listened, and after a while, he smiled confidently and proudly, "This General Ding from Shangzhou is nothing more than that. Does he think he can kill a carbine like this? It's too lonely to look down upon."
Two hours ago, Jizhou Zhengtianqi attacked the city of Shangzhou. When the city was broken, Ding Xi led the 20,000 remnants and fled to the royal capital of Shangzhou. When the dynasty learned about it, he received 8,000. The cavalry pursued.
"Lord, the merchants really want to turn around and attack us? But at this time we are only eight thousand horses. They...Lord, why don't we retreat back to the city?" The young general Li Xuwen next to him Yan couldn't help frowning worriedly.
The Dynasty glanced at the nineteen-year-old Captain beside him, then turned his head and looked ahead, "Li Du Captain, sometimes more people do not necessarily mean more victories."
"Lord..." Li Duwei racked his brains to say something that would persuade his lord not to be in danger, but after thinking about it for a long time, it was just one sentence, "Lord, you should return to Sheng first. City, it’s not too late to chase the merchant army after the army is assembled."
Huang Dynasty smiled faintly when he heard this. It was a master chess player who had mastered the game of victory. He gave a condescending smile to spectators who were not good at chess and who were confused by the game.
He looked around, the twilight was getting deeper, and they were faintly discernible in the obscurity. They were now in a flat wasteland, looking away, except for a high hill ten feet ahead.
"Let's go there." With a wave of his hand, he pointed to the hill ten feet away, and then galloped away, followed by eight thousand horses.
The dust on the hill has just fallen, and the faint hoof sound has been heard from afar.
"Raise the gun!" Dynasty's voice was extremely low, but it was clearly in the ears of the soldiers.
Suddenly, the spears of Yaqianqi were flattened and stretched forward at the same time.
Ahead, the sound of hoofs like heavy rain approached with shouts. When they rushed to the foot of the hill, the merchants suddenly stopped.
"General?" A man with the appearance of a lieutenant looked suspiciously at the general who ordered the suspension of the army, General Ding Xiding, the guard of Shengcheng. At this time, the army finally had the courage to attack the enemy, and it was time to take this opportunity to turn around and kill Zhengtianqi by surprise. Why did he not see the shadow of Zhengtianqi, but ordered a stop?
The General Ding of Shangzhou has been a veteran of 30 years in the army. He has always been known for his cautious march. He has led the invasion of the kingdom three times, and he will win a city in every battle, but this time he faces the battle. Tianqi didn't have the strength to fight back. He watched the city gates of Shengcheng be breached, and his fame was wiped out in the imperial dominance. The only thing he could do was lead the remnants to flee. It's just that he is always unwilling, and he must also leave a lesson for Zhengtianqi before he leaves, otherwise he will run to the royal capital and see the Lord in his face.
"General..." The lieutenant beside him called.
Ding Xi interrupted with a wave and jumped off his horse, still alive. He squatted down and examined the ground, but in the starless night, it was difficult to identify the traces on the ground.
"Hurry up!" The lieutenant commanded the soldiers, and soon countless torches were lit, and a crimson fire dragon floated on the wasteland.
Through the light of the fire, Ding Xi saw the traces on the ground clearly. When it was confirmed that those were the hoof marks of a horse, an unprecedented panic suddenly surged into his heart, and he stood up suddenly.
"General, what's the matter?" The lieutenant couldn't help asking when he saw him with such an air.
"They arrived here, but they are gone, could it be..." Ding Xi muttered.
However, his words were not finished yet, and a clear and sunny voice sounded on the gloomy wasteland: "General Ding, you really didn't disappoint Gu."
The voice made all the merchants look away, but on the high hills, a silver frost was reflected in the dim firelight. When everyone was still in shock, the voice sounded again. , With incomparable arrogance and resolutely, "Irons, go!"
The moment the voice fell, the roar of eight thousand iron horses resounded, accompanied by the sound of thunderous hoofs, and the heavenly horses came like a purple tide!
"Get on the horse!" Ding Xi hurriedly shouted. He had already seen the bravery of the Heavenly Riders, and at this moment they rushed down from the top with the help of the high hills, the violent rush, even the copper wall and iron wall could not resist!
But the purple tide rolled in quickly, and it rushed to the front in the blink of an eye. The Shangzhou soldiers who dismounted before they could climb on their horses and were submerged under the tide; and those who were still on horsebacks Soldier-the sharp silver spear at the forefront of the purple tide pierced all barriers that blocked the castration of the tide! A zhengzheng iron hoof struck down all obstacles on the ground that blocked the rush of the purple tide. In an instant, a red current appeared in the purple tide!
"Rewind!" Ding Xi categorically ordered. It cannot be said that he is weak and afraid to face the enemy, but he knows clearly that facing the enemy under such a sharp and turbulent momentum of the Heavenly Fighter is just killing more soldiers.
With the command of the main commander, the Shangzhou soldiers who had been frightened by the sudden appearance of Tianqiqi and were frightened by the imposing murderous intent, fled in all directions, regardless of whether the sword was dropped. Regardless of whether the helmet is crooked, or whether the companion has fallen from the horse... I only know to flee forward, to a place where the purple tide cannot catch it.
"Escape?" Dynasty sneered and raised his sword high, "My sons, this is a quick battle, and I will give you three altars of wine after you go back!"
"Drink!" The shaking response covered the wasteland.
In the majestic roar, the tallest and most majestic ride, in the gloomy night, with the dazzling glow of the scorching sun and the rushing weather of the Changhong sun, galloping down from the high hills and flying all the way After that, the cold light of the snowless sword in his hand swept away, and a river of blood quietly flowed away!
"General, go!" The lieutenant called to Ding Xi, who was standing still in place despite ordering to retreat.
"Vice General Yao, there is no way to retreat." Ding Xi looked back at the lieutenant who was urging him. At this moment, his expression was extremely calm.
"General..." Deputy General Yao looked at the coach with the same look, an ominous feeling rose in his heart, that shady feeling was more terrifying than the powerful enemy in front of him.
Ding Xi quietly drew out the saber around his waist, gently stroking the sword that had accompanied him in the battle for decades, looking nostalgic.
"This general has no wives and children. The only thing he has is this knife." Ding Xi slightly grasped the handle of the knife and turned his head to look at the lieutenant who had followed him for three years. Meet the enemy in person, then the Heavenly Fighting Cavalry will be led by the general, and then you will lead the Thunder Crossbow team with a hundred crossbows! Remember, there must be no hesitation, whether it is a Shangzhou soldier or... !"
"General!" Vice General Yao exclaimed upon hearing this. His move is nothing more than using himself as a bait to die with the enemy.
Ding Xi waved his hand and moved his eyes to look forward. There is only one rider among thousands who ride high above everyone else. Such an arrogant figure, as if holding the sky in one hand, in the light of the fire, that person The light is brilliant and blazing, like Lang Ri returning to nine days!
"It is also an honor to die with such a person!"
Ding Xi’s already muddy eyes shot out hot and excited light at this time, "After all the crossbows are fired, regardless of victory or defeat, you immediately take them and leave quickly, how many people can you take away? How many people will you take away! Don’t go back to the capital, the Lord will never allow you! You go to Yacheng to find General Tuoba, or you can survive!” As soon as the voice fell, he raised his sword high and shot again on the horse , The horse neighed instantly, spread its four hooves, and galloped forward.
"Lei Crossbow Team is ready!" Looking at the back of the old general who is going forward, Lieutenant General Yao gently closed his eyes and decisively ordered.
On August 25th, Fengyun Cavalry broke through Yucheng in Beizhou.
On the same day, Mo Yuqi, who had been standing still outside the capital of Beizhou, was about to act.
"My lord, according to the report from the spies, there are 50,000 soldiers and horses in the northern capital. With our strength, it is not difficult to break through this city." In the Wang's account, Ren Chuanyu lightly In a circle on the map, it seems that the northern king has been included in his bag.
"The reason why there are only 50,000 soldiers and horses in the northern capital is because the two princes of Beizhou each led a large army to gather in Wancheng, Yucheng, Yuancheng, and Juancheng of the King of Prayer for Clouds. If the leader returns Save, we won't be so easy." He Qishu poured cold water on Ren Chuanyu.
"The two princes will never, and never dare to lead the army back to the rescue at this time." Ren Chuanyu smiled carelessly.
Duan Mu Wensheng glanced at Ren Chuanyu, then looked at Feng Lanxi on the jade seat: "Master, are we attacking or besieging the city this time?"
As soon as this statement came out, the other four also turned their eyes to the lord who had been sitting still.
"You don't have to attack." Feng Lanxi raised a finger and shook it lightly. It was just such a small movement, but it was very beautiful, as if he didn't just shake a finger, but flicked it away. The flowing beads between the beauty's forehead, so tender and passionate, "We are besieging the city, and only on three sides."
Hearing this, Ren Chuanyu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Feng Lanxi, and instantly understood.
"Encircle three sides? Why leave one side? Aren't you afraid that the Northern King has escaped?" Ren Chuanyun wondered.
"Well, when hunters catch animals, they have to open their nets. What's more, how can our benevolent and righteous teachers rush to kill them." Feng Lan breathed a long sigh, full of worry about the country and the people, "So this If the Northern King escapes during the war, he will never pursue him alone.” When you say that you look at the generals, the meaning is very clear. If you don't chase alone, you should be obedient.
Duan Mu Wensheng and Ren Chuanyun looked at each other. They have been following the Lord for more than ten years, so they don't believe in this "benevolence and justice" reason!
He Qishu lowered his head and smiled and stopped talking.
Qiao Jin retracted the long sword he was playing with in his sheath, and said: "What if the Northern King does not escape? If he defends the royal capital, will he fight to the death?"
"Of course he will run." Ren Chuanyu answered, with a sly and smug smile on his white face, "He must run away."
Qiao raised his brows and glanced at Ren Chuanyu. After a while, he seemed to recognize the confidence in his words and stopped talking.
And Duanmu Wensheng frowned again and looked at Ren Chuanyu. Every time this smile appeared on his face, it meant that another conspiracy was successful. He is the most straightforward of the four generals. He never criticizes or opposes all the conspiracies and tricks of Ren Chuanyu because he is on the same side, but it is impossible for him to like these conspiracies.
Ren Chuanyu just laughed casually at Duanmu Wensheng's gaze and the meaning revealed in his eyes.
"It's best not to have too much casualties this time, whether it's a lone Mo Yuqi or a soldier of the Northern King." Feng Lanxi suddenly spoke again, and his black eyes moved to Ren Chuanyu.
"Lord, please rest assured, this time the capture of the Northern Capital, the minister will do his best to fulfill the Lord's wish." Ren Chuanyu bowed to his lord and assured him.
"Hmm." Feng Lanxi nodded lightly, "Let's do it."
"Yes, the ministers retired." The five people bowed back.
Feng Qiwu lived in a smaller camp at the end of the Mo Yu riding camp.
"Sister Feng, can you sing to me?" There was a fragile plea in the delicate and crisp voice.
In the tent, Feng Qiwu in Tsing Yi is sitting on the couch and wiping the pipa with silk, while Bai Langhua in a red dress is leaning on the side of the couch, looking up at Feng Qiwu.
When Feng Yunqi and Mo Yuqi went their separate ways, it is logical that Bai Langhua, as Xiu Jiurong’s fiancée, should follow Fengyunqi, but Qing Wang sent her to Feng Xiwu’s account, saying One sentence: "Be company with Miss Feng."
Along the way, Bai Langhua’s heart was panicked and anxious. Feng Qiwu would always play a pipa or sing a clear song when he saw it. Every time, Bai Langhua’s mood would become quiet, leaning on Feng Qiwu's side was like a cat.
"Sister Feng, how about singing?" Bai Langhua pulled Feng Qiwu's sleeve.
"I have to sing to you every day, and you are not a sleepless child." Feng Qiwu said calmly.
"But..." Bai Langhua's eyes darkened, "Sister, I panic in my heart, my father he... father he..." The intermittent words were not finished.
Feng Qiwu stopped wiping the strings with her hands, and looked at Bai Langhua, the snow-skinned red clothes, like a white magnolia wrapped in a red cloud, but her face was sad and sad, she couldn't help sighing. But also helpless.
"Sister Feng, my father, he... will he die?" Bai Langhua yelled for a long while, still uttering the word "dead", and a string of tears fell in his eyes, and he quickly lifted Bai Shengsheng. Wiped his little hand, "Sister Feng, I am afraid, I am worried every day along the way."
Feng Qiwu raised his hand and gently stroked Bai Langhua's head, "Don't worry, King Yong will not kill your father."
"Really?" Bai Langhua's eyes lit up.
"Really." Feng Xiwu nodded, not wanting to continue this topic, and said, "General Xiu has been away for so many days, are you worried too?"
"No!" Bai Langhua immediately retorted, a small face instantly flushed like his clothes.
Feng Qiwu continued to wipe the pipa, "General Xiu is very capable, you really don't need to worry."
"I didn't worry about him, I was just worried about my father and my elder brothers." Bai Langhua retorted again, but the red face and watery eyes revealed her true thoughts.
Looking at her shy, joyful and angry expression, a slight smile appeared on Feng Qiwu’s cold face, adding a touch of softness, "General Xiu will be a very good husband, you Very lucky."
"He..." Bai Langhua wanted to say a few ruthless words to show that he didn't care about Xiu Jiurong, but when that face flashed in his head, his heart ached and he couldn't help but raised his hand to cover it. Hold your chest.
Looking at Bai Langhua, Feng Qiwu shook his head slightly, abandoning his handkerchief, and lightly picking his fingertips, a soft sound rang in the tent, "What song do you want to listen to?"
"Huh?" Bai Langhua regained his senses in a daze, "Just sing... the last time you sang the Dragon King Cup to pick Wannian ice."
"That is Qing Wang's "Drunken Song"." There was a slight ripple in Feng Qiwu's eyes.
"Did the Qing Wang?" Bai Langhua's apricot eyes lit up, revealing the light of admiration, "Sister, please sing, it's good! Sister, do we want to drink too? Pin Lin, go and bring some wine. !"
Looking at the person in front of him who was excited in the blink of an eye, Feng Qiwu smiled lightly, stopped talking, flicked his slender hand, and sang with his throat:
Wen Jun brought wine to the moon, and I opened the Chaimen to sweep the path.
First steal the Dragon King's luminous cup, and then pick the ice from the snow mountain.
It's still illuminating the lotus by the water, and the green silk is still smoky...
Ding Ding’s pipa and the cold singing were scattered in the tent. When Pin Lin came in with the wine, the song flew out quietly from the tent that was raised...
In the Palace of the Northern Kings, the closed gate of Yidan Palace was gently pushed open, and the Northern King, like a wooden sculpture, stood quietly in the main hall.
"Master." Ge Hong, the chief of the inner court, walked into the hall lightly.
"Is there no news yet?" Bei Wang asked without looking back.
"We haven't heard from the two sons yet." Ge Hongchui replied.
"Huh!" Northern King hummed coldly, "I'm afraid there will never be news!"
"Eldest Young Master and Fourth Young Master Xu are delayed because of something on the road. Maybe tomorrow, the two young masters will lead the army back to the capital." Ge Hong still hung his head.
The Northern King sighed after hearing this, "You don't need to comfort Gu, the two evildoers will not lead the army to rescue the King Capital. Gu understands that the King Capital is now surrounded by King Yong, and they are not guaranteed. Ken gave up his life and stepped in."
"Master." Ge Hong looked up, and when he looked up, he found that the lord was very thin, his temples were like frost, his eyes were deeply concave, and the originally fitted robe was also hanging loosely.
"Alas, the ancestor's inheritance, Gu has not been able to keep it." The northern king swept his eyes over the portraits of the dynasties of the Bai family in the temple, then raised his hands and sighed bitterly, "Gu Jiuquan is also ashamed. See the ancestors!"
Ge Hong looked at the Northern King, but didn't know how to comfort him. Thinking about the situation inside and outside the city, he was also worried.
"Is there news about Langhua?" Bei Wang asked suddenly.
"Not yet." Ge Hong replied, seeing the disappointed and worried gaze of the Northern King, could not help but persuade him, "Lord, don't worry too much. King Yong will never kill the royal family if he wants the name of benevolence and justice. People, and the princess is so cute, people can’t bear to hurt them."
"I wish... I wish God bless the lonely Langhua!" The North King sighed helplessly, his eyes became fierce at the end, and he gritted his teeth and scolded, "Those two useless gangsters are just trying to escape. Leave my sister alone! Gu... Gu... Cough cough..." A burst of anger attacked his heart, and he coughed.
"Lord, please take care of yourself." Ge Hong hurriedly stepped forward to support the North King.
"I can't use it for loneliness." When he was relieved, the Northern King said tiredly.
"Lord..." Ge Hong opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed again.
North King turned his head and glanced at him, "Say what you have to say, after tonight, I don't know if Gu can hear it."
Ge Hong thought for a while, and plucked up the courage to say: "Lord, nowadays rumors in the royal capital are scattered, and the king is afraid that it is not easy to guard."
The northern king was furious when he heard the words, and his long beard trembled under his nose, and he was about to attack, but in the end he controlled his emotions and asked as calmly as possible: "What have you heard?"
"The army of Qing and Yong has been able to win seven cities all the way since the day of their armed forces. Most of my Beizhou has been in their pockets. Although they have won the city by battle, they have won the way of peace for the people. It is a shame to break, and it is safe to live under its feathers. In Beizhou, it is said that the benevolence of the king of Yong and the prestige of the king of Qing, the people are not afraid, but they are looking forward to it. This afternoon, the west of the city is forced to go out of the city and is willing to vote for the king of Yong. The next, the defender stopped and responded to the anger of the people. Although we were able to suppress it, this action has greatly disappointed us. But for the days of siege, our army is like a tight string, physically and mentally exhausted. In the long run, there will be no need for the King of Su Yong. If we attack it, we will defeat ourselves."
Ge Hong's answer was like an endorsement, circulated and surging.
A sharp light flashed in Bei Wang's eyes, his face was full of frost, "Who taught you to say that?"
"Maid slave **** it." Ge Hong threw himself down on his knees, took out a book from his sleeve and held it in both hands. "It is only because the Lord has not been in court for three days, the great talent asked the servant to speak up to the Lord." /
The light in the northern king's eyes is indeterminate, and there is a suffocating silence in the hall without a word for a long time. Ge Hong, who was kneeling on the ground, was already covered with sweat, not sure if it was because of the heat or nervousness.
"Bring it." After a long time, the Northern King's muffled voice resounded in the hall.
"Yes." Ge Hong hurriedly knelt to the front of the North King, and held the folds in his hands to the top of his head.
The northern king took the Zhezi, and the hall was silent again.
After a long time, Ge Hong's knees were numb before he heard the Northern King’s voice without a hint of joy and anger, "Get up."
"Thank you, Lord." Ge Hong knocked his head and stood up.
But the Northern King looked at the portraits of the ancestors in the past, and then fell back into his hands, "Take the emperor to make the princes..." muttered like a self.
Ge Hong was startled and quietly raised his eyes to look at the Northern King, but saw him staring at the front of the main hall as if absent. The portrait hanging there was the first generation of Beizhou's lord-Baiyima.
The evening of August 26. The Northern King led an army of fifty thousand, with his clan, officials and generals, and quietly fled from the capital by night to Zhencheng.
On August 27th, the people of the royal capital opened the gates to welcome King Yong, who has both benevolence and virtue.
In this way, Mo Yuqi did not shed a drop of blood, so he took the King Capital of Beizhou into his palm. When this news came out, the world was shocked.
"This matter is related to King Yong, but normal." Under the starry sky, Yu Wuyuan said calmly.
"You can take a city without hurting a soldier, and you have to admire this kind of wisdom." When the Dynasty said this, he stroked his chest with an arrow wound.
The four generals who got the news did not praise King Yong like their opponents.
"Let the Northern King escape, won't you have endless troubles?!" The four generals wondered.
Feng Xiyun smiled and shook his head, "Have you forgotten the edict when we rose up?"
As soon as this statement came out, the four generals were shocked.
"The rebellious ministers will be on the side of the king and the rebels will be safe for the people. If there is no "rebels of the rebels" in this world, do we have a reason to attack? If the bridge leading to the imperial capital is broken, we How do you get to the imperial capital?" Feng Xiyun warmly awakened Ai Jiang.
The four generals are awakened and all nod.
"The Northern King abandoned the city and fled. This is a reasonable move. He probably has his plan." Feng Xiyun said again, "Furthermore, there is Mo Yuqi who is far superior to his own in terms of military strength and strength. ; Internally, the people’s minds are broken and the military's minds are unstable. It is just going to fight a battle, but it is just a miserable defeat. So instead of abandoning the city, conserving forces, and joining the army of the two princes in the Kingdom of Prayer for the emperor Go, if you can hold the emperor, you can order the kings..."
At this point, Feng Xiyun paused slightly and looked up to the sky, "It's just that there is also a general Dongshu magnifying in the capital. The reason why the Dadong Dynasty still has this name is the reason why the emperor can still sit on the golden palace. , It all depends on this general. So the Northern King’s dream will eventually come to nothing."
"The Lord said it is reasonable." The Four Generals agreed.
Feng Xiyun smiled softly and looked back at the four generals, "In the future, you will probably see a wonder that has never been seen before in history, and you can participate in and create this period of history yourself. Unfortunately, it is beyond my ability to assert. But whether it is the Northern King or Dongshufang, they are after all just pawns in the palms of others, and the people who master these pawns, although they have never mounted a horse to kill the enemy, can be unstoppable and kill the enemy. Cheng Shan’s brave general was no match for him with a slight finger. That person is not in the armor, he is a famous general!"
After finishing these words, Feng Xiyun's face appeared inexplicable, like a smile like a sigh, like joy and worry, like praise and irony.
In the future, Feng Xiyun's words and the words of Ji Dynasty and Yu missed will be recorded in history books.
The historian's commentary: The words of the Jade Master fully demonstrate the wisdom of the Yu family; the words of the King of Ji show the heroic and heroic tolerance; the words of the Qing King show that "participating in and creating history is Fortunately or unfortunately,” the contradiction and the insight into the current situation of the world as a king.
Yes, when the later generations talk about the three kings in troubled times, King Yong has the qualities of a benevolent king who can make the world worship; the King of Ji has the hegemony of making the world bow; and the Qing King has the power of the emperor but lacks the will of the king, and he is descended from heaven. The song is empty and clear.