The Grandmaster Strategist Chapter 21: Jian Qi Zixin

Don't cross the battlefield for many years, win more and lose less, and always take the sole responsibility of the general. In the twenty-three years of Rongsheng, the general led a crowd into Zezhou, fought against the main force of the Yong army in Qinze, and attacked the enemy's luggage. Unconscious of the scheming of the Yong army, the king of Qi left the army in disguise and set up a tiger lair to wait. Don't watch it, get caught in a siege. After fighting hard for a whole day and night, the bow and arrows are exhausted, the food and grass are gone, and the enemy is too strong, the stars and the water, all the three armies die, and no one falls. Although Li Xian, the leader of the army of Shi Yong, hated him for many killings, he still cherished his talents and persuaded him to surrender. Wang also sighed, not allowed to slaughter the dead, and sent his army back to the Northern Han Dynasty. When the general saw it, he felt painful, and from his preface, he carried his ashes and returned to his hometown.

——"The Biography of Bei Han Shi Tan Ji"

At dawn the next day, the North Han Army was finally dead and wounded. Under the protection of the guards, Li Xian walked into the **** Shura Field. There were corpses lying everywhere on the battlefield. Every dead North Han Army had its back. There were several serious injuries, and all died in fierce fighting. Walked to the center of the battlefield, where the battle was the worst. Several corpses were wearing bronze masks, and one of them was wearing a general's costume. Li Xian looked carefully, and saw that the man opened his hands and covered a shorter body with his body. The right hand was still holding Long Ge tightly. His shirt was broken and blood was covered. By his side, he was still on his back. The war horse with the spear screamed, and from time to time, he lowered the horse's head to push his master, trying to make him stand up again.

There is no need for Li Xian’s order. Since someone dragged away the seriously wounded horse, but still lingering, Li Xian stepped forward and leaned over to look, only to see that the man’s face was still covered. The bronze mask stretched out and took it off. The mask was taken off, revealing a delicate face. Although it has been a year since he was standing, he is still handsome and gentle. The daylight is not seen all the year round, which makes his skin color a little too pale, but even if you close your eyes, you can still feel him. The sadness and sadness exuded all over the body. Or because it was covered by a mask, despite the hard fight, there was no blood on the human face, and there was not even a trace of dying fear or anger between the eyebrows, but a faint smile, as if the long-distance traveler finally let go The burden on the body is average, and there is a sense of relief.

Li Xian sighed slightly, before surrendering, or he also had the intention of disturbing the enemy's army, but at that moment he really wanted to receive this person under his command. Although this man killed too much, his military courage was heartbreaking. I saw that he was on the verge of extinction, but his subordinates were willing to die with him, knowing that although this man was cruel and ruthless, he was not a violent person by nature. It's just a pity for such talents.

Li Xian was regretting, suddenly a low moan came from his ear. Li Xian hadn't reflected it yet, his body had taken a step back automatically, and the guards next to him also came with swords to guard King Qi carefully. Everyone listened carefully for a while, but there was no sound anymore. Li Xian recalled the direction from which he heard the groaning, and his eyes fell on Tan Ji. No, it should be said that Tan Ji was protecting him. He made Tan Ji aside and found that the man who was pressed by Tan Ji was also a ghost rider, but Li Xian realized that although the man was seriously injured, the fatal wound was very shallow. It must be Tan Ji. Blocked by flesh and blood.

The guard Tao Lin next to King Qi coldly glared at the people who had cleared the battlefield beforehand, and found that there were no living people. Wouldn't it be bad if someone took the opportunity to assassinate. However, Li Xian did not blame him. He stepped forward and took off the mask of the unconscious ghost rider, revealing a childish face, and couldn't help but say: "I can't imagine that there is such a young ghost rider next to Tan Ji. Man, he went into battle at a young age to kill the enemy, and he had to bear the responsibility of rushing the battle, but it was really not easy. Come and send him to the military doctor to treat him well."

Everyone looked at each other. They had fought with the Northern Han Dynasty for many years. It can be said that the hatred is like a sea. Although the Yong Army has a habit of not killing prisoners, if you see the severely wounded survivors of the enemy on the battlefield, most of them are killed with a single blow. That is to say, if you leave it alone, how can you still treat the other party. Li Xian smiled slightly. He understood the confusion in the minds of his subordinates, but when he remembered the appearance of the man who taught himself with a straight face when he was parting, he couldn't help but laugh secretly and said loudly: "In the past, we and the North Han Dynasty had a deep hatred. Revenge, revenge, but everyone who has no parents or family, kills one person, but the family is crying. Remember, if the emperor will reunify the world and the world will rise to peace, they are the citizens of the Northern Han Dynasty today, and they will be great in the future. Although Yong's people are ruthless with swords and guns on the battlefield, there is no hatred in death, but if they see death and do not save, does it mean that they will kill their own people. This king has issued military orders here. From now on, those who commit suicide and prisoners will be punished. Capital offense."

The army suddenly promised. Although some people didn't understand King Qi's intentions, everyone understood the principles of military law. At this time, a general came out and said: "Marshal, even so, but this Tan Ji has ravaged Zezhou for many years. His hands are covered with the blood of the people of Dayong. How many of us have died in his hands. He also asked the marshal to allow the general to wait. Only by slashing this person with a thousand swords can one eliminate the hatred in the heart."

Li Xian was about to promise, but his gaze fell on Tan Ji's body and saw his peaceful face that seemed to have fallen asleep. He sighed: "We Da Yong warriors are pleased with gratitude, but we are dead and hated. Can a dead person live? And although this person is harmful to my Da Yong, he is a loyal minister of the Northern Han Dynasty, and he regards death as home. This king also admires it in his heart. The act of slaughtering the corpse is not something that our Master Da Yong should do. , You order people to wear General Tan with a coffin and wait until after the war to send him back to the North Han Dynasty."

The general looked ashamed and stepped back. Li Xian glanced at him and said loudly: "Tan Ji has died in battle, no matter what the serious crime, a death is enough to pay for it. Listen, we should also go to meet the General Long who is not leaving in Zezhou. There is no brilliance if you hate a dead person. If you can capture and kill Long Tingfei, it will be my greatest glory. You guys say it is not."

When the generals listened, they all shouted: "Slay the Dragon Tingfei and break the North Han army." At first, the generals shouted. Later, the sergeants all shouted loudly because of King Qi. The military orders and some dissatisfied soldiers no longer complain, yes, slaughter the corpse or kill the prisoners, how can we do this kind of thing, naturally it is to kill the enemy master in one fell swoop, in order to eliminate the block in the heart.

Seeing that Li Xian's momentum has been picked up by himself, he said: "I will tell you to fix one day. Tomorrow we will go to Qin Ze to see the power and prestige of General Long." This time the generals all agreed with joy, as if I can't wait to hit the road right away. Li Xian was a little worried, wondering what happened to Qin Ze's battle.

On the night of November 7th, Qin Ze’s military commander in the North Han camp, under the dim light, Long Ting Fei Ao'an's figure was reflected long by the light, and his eyes never left the letter on the Shuai case. , This was discovered by Xiao Tong's spy master from the North Han Dynasty from a secret messenger of Da Yong. That messenger was martial arts powerful and had a tough temper. After chasing hundreds of miles, he and the North Han spy were caught in a siege, but they were still dead and refused to return. They had to destroy the letter before dying, but were snatched by the master of the Demon Sect. Such a letter must be a very confidential matter, but Long Tingfei would rather this letter be just a scam, because although the letter was vague, it contained a kind of information that Long Tingfei did not want to believe. Picking up the letterhead again, Long Tingfei looked at it carefully.

"The generations have faith in them, their intentions are perfunctory, they are not accompanied by the army, they are more obstructive, or they still want to wait and see, they are the confidant of the enemy's master, if they can move, the Northern Han army will be defeated, so Victory is important. If he wins, there will be no gap. If I win, he will abandon the dark and cast the light. The chance of victory in this battle is not in Qinze, but in the way of food and food. The heavy responsibility lies on his shoulders. It."

This letter has neither a head up nor a signature. It is just a private seal with the words of the Han Yuan layman, but from the tone of its tone, it was written by one of the best figures in the Yong army. See the text of this letter. Xiuyi, Long Tingfei faintly felt that he might be his current opponent, Jiang Zhe’s book, and I heard that Jiang Zhe lived in the cold garden when he was in Emperor Yong’s residence. Long Tingfei had seen that period. Some of Jiang Zhe's poems indeed used to call themselves Han Yuan lay people. But is the person who received the letter really Jing Chi? Although this letter only explains the importance of guarding the important camp of Miao Po Yu, and faintly stated that a minister he trusts very much has rebelled, but he is not firm yet. A decision will not be made until the end of World War I.

Long Tingfei is not without suspicion. This is a strategy of divorce. Although Jiang Zhe wrote to Jing Chi, who was derogated by him, to stabilize his mind, it is a matter of course, but if Jiang Zhe does this kind of thing , Why not make Long Tingfei suspect that this is a conspiracy?

So when I first saw this letter, Long Tingfei didn't believe it, but kept it in his heart for the time being. No matter what, it should have no effect on this battle. However, the two armies have fought many times in the past few days. Although both sides have no intention of fighting, Long Tingfei still sees through numerous signs that he is not facing an enemy in the past. King Qi’s fighting style is fierce and active, like a flame. Invincible, and his current opponent was a bit suffocated at first, but now his battle is as tough and changeable as flowing water, watery to soft, but strong and can't win, although Long Tingfei and the generals thought it was Jiang Zhe's command. . However, after a few days, Long Tingfei's heart gradually became suspicious. In any case, Jiang Zhe was a scribe who had not actually commanded operations. Would King Qi really give him all the power of command? However, Long Tingfei never believed that King Qi would no longer be in the army. To him, would there be any generals who would dare to leave the army? The more he thought about it, the more trouble he got. Long Tingfei finally made up his mind. He must solve this mystery tomorrow. Unless King Qi himself leads the war, he can't fight like this anyway.

At this time, the same light was dimly lit, and it was in the military tent of the Great Yongzhong. While discussing military affairs with the generals, Xuan Song looked at the military officer sitting on the upper left side with his eyes, and saw Jiang Zhe Zhengyi. Sleeping on the chair, although his posture did not change significantly, he seemed to be meditating, but he skillfully hid his face in a dark place out of the light, so as not to let everyone see his slightly closed pair. Item. Xuan Song was moved and admired. In these days, facing the pressure of the famous North Han generals alone almost made him breathless, but this always lazy superintendent of the army always made him feel strange. He is stable, and he is not idle. At first, he suppressed the dissatisfied generals. Later, he always made military suggestions in private, so that he could integrate what he had learned in the past few days. Now he is true. Facing any enemy with confidence. And the generals gradually began to be convinced by himself, but if there was no Supervisor, these might be goals he would never reach.

Li Shun, standing behind Jiang Zhe, saw Xuansong’s gaze, smiled slightly, and said with a voice transmission: "You don’t want to go to bed anymore, the military discussion is about to end." Within Zhe, after a while, Jiang Zhe slowly woke up, changed his posture without any flaws, as if he was tired of hearing, and moved his body.

I lazily looked at the people. Now Xuan Song can fully command the generals, and I don’t pay much attention to the military discussion, but it’s not good not to attend. After all, Xuan Song’s identity is still a bit worse. Touching the teacup, it was cold. Xiao Shunzi obediently replaced me with hot tea. I moved my stiff arm again, thinking that the military meeting should be over.

At this time, suddenly there was a low voice of excitement from outside. Not long after, Qiao Zu rushed in happily and said: "Your Highness has a good news. Tan Ji has been All annihilated, Your Highness has already returned to the army and will arrive at the camp at noon the next day."

The generals in the tent are all happy, whispering to each other, I am also happy, my first step has been successfully achieved, stood up, I smiled and said: "Great, your Highness has already won, here It’s also time to end it, declare to join the army. I think the North Han army will get the battle report within a few days, but no matter what, I think Long Tingfei’s use of troops is a bit weird today. I’m afraid it’s already suspicious. You don’t have to hide it when you declare to join the army tomorrow. , Dignantly playing your banner, let the Northern Han Army know that Da Yong Duo Liang can contend with Long Tingfei. In this way, the morale of the Northern Han Army will definitely be decadent. In order to mobilize morale and wash away the shame, Long Tingfei must fight a battle. As long as you are undefeated in this battle, the blow to the North Han Army will be enough. If you declare to join the army, tomorrow will be up to you." After that, I gave Xuan Song a bow. All the generals also got up and said loudly: "The final general, please follow the orders of the generals!" Xuan Song was very excited, but he is not an ordinary person after all, but he calmed down for a moment, and said: "Thank you, the generals, for your love. Support. Tomorrow, let us show the North Han Army a little bit of color and let them know how powerful my Great Yong Army is." The generals suddenly promised, all with joy.

The next day, Long Tingfei looked at the banner of the chief general of the Great Yong Army, and his heart was as if he was overwhelmed. Although he had doubts, he was still very frightened when he saw this scene. The banner of the main commander changed the word "Xuan". Apart from this, he could no longer see where King Qi’s guards were. This made Long Tingfei immediately understand that he was not King Qi who was fighting against him these days, so where would King Qi be? He didn't believe that King Qi would bypass him to attack Qinzhou, and so far he has not severed the connection with the rear. Then the king of Qi can only be in the major camp of Miaopo. Why should a major camp be guarded by a general like Jing Chi before the king of Qi himself sits in the town, unless it is to set up a net to wait for the bird to cast himself, thinking of this, Long Ting Fei's heart is tight, if so, then Tan Ji——

He said loudly: "Xiao Tong, you quickly send a messenger to Miaopo. If Tan Ji hasn’t gotten into the trap yet, then let him withdraw. Remember to send your most brilliant scouts and let them bring them. Xinying, it may be easier to find Tan Ji."

Xiao Tong said anxiously: "The subordinates obey the orders, only the generals. If the enemy's plots are true, I am afraid that General Tan will be unlucky, and General Tan's use of soldiers will be unpredictable, and his whereabouts will float, unless his subordinates personally go forward. Go, I’m afraid it’s hard to find General Tan." Long Tingfei said sadly, "I also know, but now I can only do my job and obey my destiny. I need you to be in charge of military investigations by my side, so you can’t go personally. Alas, you Don’t worry too much, Tan Ji is very clever, or won’t be fooled.” Although he said this, Long Tingfei understood in his heart that this was just to comfort himself. Suddenly he felt a strong pain in his heart, and Long Tingfei frowned. , He was really sorry, at this moment he realized that he had been too reluctant to Tan Ji in the past.

Looking up, through the heavy battle formations and the chaotic battlefield that is fighting in front of him, Long Tingfei can faintly see the enemy's Chinese army's banner. The Tsing Yi Confucian who is commanding will waver Fang Qiu, and beside him, a green The scholar in robe is looking at the battlefield leisurely. It was these two people who dragged themselves to Qin Ze and let their generals fall into the trap. Suddenly Long Tingfei thought of the vague letter.

At first, he was a little strange. The tone of that letter was vague, some of it seemed like comforting advice, but it was like announcing the military situation. Long Tingfei was somewhat suspicious. If this letter was really written by Jiang Zhe, it seems a little unreasonable. Jiang Zhe didn't have to write this letter at this time, after all, Jing Chi was also a general, so he should not be private because of public harm. It's just that although there are some doubts, there are some things that are always better to be trusted. Now that it is clear that King Qi is likely to be in Miaopo, then this letter can make sense. If King Qi and his deputy Jing Chi are both in Miaopo, we must not be assured of the situation of Qin Ze’s battle. Jiang Zhehui It makes sense to write to the king of Qi to inform the military situation. As for the vagueness of words, it is basically to avoid the possibility of losing faith on the way. If this letter falls into our hands, it will not be discovered that King Qi is not in Qinze. The letter said that someone in the Northern Han Dynasty wanted to rebel. It was undecided whether it was true or false, or it was true. However, the traitor was hesitant. Losing this letter just made us vigilant and might still Make that person surrender faster because of panic and pressure. Of course it could be fake, but the Da Yong messenger resisted desperately, and it was unlikely that it was fake. Didn't Xiao Tong say that these days, Qin Ze camp still had several messengers to Miaopo, although they did not continue to order interception because they were worried about losing our army scouts, but this also shows from the side that this letter is indeed for King Qi. Thinking of this, Long Tingfei's heart surged with anger. He absolutely couldn't tolerate someone betraying the Northern Han Dynasty. He looked up at the Da Yongzhong army in the distance, and he couldn't tolerate someone teasing himself like this. After successively issuing military orders, since King Qi is not in the army, he will make the Yong army pay the price of blood. A cold murderous intent appeared on his face. If Dayong could suffer a heavy loss to Qin Ze's main force, then it was Tan Ji who let King Qi succeed, and Dayong would not be worth the loss.

This is already the fourth time the Northern Han Dynasty has launched a strong attack. I looked helplessly at the battlefield where the corpses were everywhere, and I bemoaned in my heart, did I ignore Long Tingfei’s determination? It seems that he is prepared to pay a heavy price. A big victory is also going to be won. If the main force of the Yong army here fails miserably, then my carefully planned plan to weaken Longting Fei's wings has succeeded, but it has also failed. If Long Tingfei defeated the Yong army, his self-confidence would inevitably increase. Not to mention the loss of our military strength, but the fact of the disastrous defeat can increase the morale of the army and the people of the Northern Han Dynasty.

Looking at Xuansong, who has become more calm and commanded, I was relieved. Maybe his command has some shortcomings, but at least with nearly twice the force, at least a tie can be achieved. A few days ago, Long Tingfei was also procrastinating, so the use of troops was not violent. This is a good thing for Xuansong. The North Han Army is like a sharpening stone, sharpening Xuansong from a sharp edge to a magic weapon. Now is the time to test the effect. If I had a choice, I would not reveal the secret of King Qi’s absence in advance. But this is also helpless. Only through such a battle, Long Tingfei returns without success, can he effectively blow his confidence. If King Qi is here with his army, I am afraid that Long Tingfei will never be in Qin Ze decisive battle. This time against the North Han Army, I had the idea of ​​killing three birds with one stone, slaying Tan Ji, folding his wings, a secret letter, and a confidant, then used Xuansong to beat Long Tingfei's confidence. These are enough for him to endure, not to mention there are more waiting for him to endure Long Tingfei. However, I sighed again, I have to survive this battle anyway.

Long Tingfei coldly looked at the battlefield ahead. It has been six hours. Although the line of the Great Yong Army is a little weak, there is no sign of collapse. Unexpectedly, Xuan Song is just an unknown army member. With such talent, Da Yongdang is really a great talent. But he couldn't drag on like this. Long Tingfei made up his mind, and gently stroked the black and bright halberd made of 100-refined steel. The halberd was engraved with fine texture, because the perennial blood and sweat made the halberd. Dark red is seen in the black, only the sprigs of the halberd head and the neck of the halberd and the crescent blade on it are still bright and shiny. Looking at the weapons that have been with each other for many years, Long Tingfei's pride awakened in his heart, and he laughed loudly: "I am a hero of the Northern Han Dynasty. How can I be humiliated by the Yong people? Fight a fight, let those Yong people see our ability." After saying that, take the lead and rush to the place where the two armies are fighting. The mane is like a horse with red flames, the fire-colored battle robe that hunts and flutters in the wind, and the black and red halberd make Long Tingfei's momentum raging, like an invincible **** of war.

I almost watched Long Tingfei rushing into the army with my breath, the flames of the flames, and the invincible prestige of those who are standing in the air, made me feel awe-inspiring. Obviously it was only a few thousand guards, but the powerful invincible momentum made everyone on the battlefield shrink back in front of this army. Seeing that Dayong's army was seen as nothing by Long Tingfei, I felt a little bit distressed, but it was even more exciting. Such Long Tingfei was the unparalleled general who forced Dayong to occupy an inch of land in the Northern Han Dynasty for several years. At this moment, it seemed that only the red fire was burning and expanding in the entire battlefield, and the Northern Han Army seemed to be inspired by the hero's bravery of the main general, and their offensive became in full swing, and the entire Northern Han Army seemed to be burning.

At this time, Xuan Song quickly mobilized his troops and adopted a strict defense strategy. I knew that Xuan Song's strengths were not in offensive, so he used his strengths to avoid weaknesses and wanted to use defense to survive the onslaught of the North Han army. When the Northern Han army is depressed, it can take the opportunity to counterattack. This is a good idea, but today’s Great Yong Army is not completely convinced by Xuansong. At such an urgent juncture, it can’t help but hesitate. As a result, the entire army has become a bit chaotic, and the army is flying in Longting. Next, the Great Yong Army Formation, for a while, the Great Yong Army was in trouble. If there is no turning point, I am afraid that the military formation is about to collapse.

Xuan Song's head is already in cold sweat. He looks at me with a look of confusion and pleading. I know he wants me to help him, and even hope that I can take over the command. I frowned slightly. At this time, if I intervene in Xuansong’s command, Xuansong’s confidence will definitely be hit hard, so even if I win, it’s not worth the loss. What I need is a general who can stand alone, but if I don’t intervene, the so-called defeat is like a mountain. On the contrary, although our army is strong, I am afraid it can't resist the North Han army's attack like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Looking at the chaotic battle situation, I knew in my heart that there was nothing wrong with Xuansong’s command, but General Dayong still had doubts about him, and the army was still a little bit jealous under the power of the dragon. , As long as it can boost morale, then Xuan Song can definitely stabilize the situation. My eyes flashed, I saw the drum on one side, and couldn't help thinking, turning back and saying to Xiao Shunzi, you help me with internal strength, and I want to personally beat the drum to cheer.

Xiao Shunzi frowned slightly and said: "Don't be too long, my internal strength is cold and not suitable for helping you."

I smiled and said: "It's okay, it won't be too long."

After that, I turned over and got off the horse, walked to the snare drum, waved to the sergeant who was in charge of drumming to retreat, picked up the drumsticks, and stood in front of the snare drum. Xiao Shunzi stood behind me with his right palm pressed against me In the vest, I only felt a cold breath penetrate into my body, as if the whole body's blood was stirred up by this breath, and the limbs were full of power. Raising the drumstick in my right hand, I hit the first drum beat.

Yong Jun, who was in chaos, suddenly heard a thunder on the ground, and I felt a shock in my heart. Then there was a low and long sound of military drums between the sky and the earth. The thick and calm drum sound was dense and smooth, like a slow flow The river water is average. Although the huge boulders in the middle of the river are standing thousands of feet, they can't stop the progress of the river. Although the wave-breaking boat can cross the river, it can't get rid of the shackles of the river. Amid the steady sound of the snare drum, the Yong army gradually calmed down, and the change of the formation was also effective.

At this time, a high-pitched horn sounded in the North Han Army. The North Han Army, which had been stagnated by the flow of water, had regained vitality and began another round of onslaught, but the sound of the military drums also became low and low. , But also became more persevering, and always let every soldier on the battlefield hear clearly. The sound of drums and horns are entangled, just like the bitter struggle between the Great Yong Army and the Northern Han Army~IndoMTL.com~ The louder and sharper the horn sound is like the scorching sun and cold wind. Hearing the drum sound, everyone is They all felt as if they saw the weeds struggling in the cold wind and fire, no matter how hard they were, they couldn't stop them from breaking through the ground.

The high-pitched horn sound and the low drum sound suddenly became faint, but the world was full of murderous auras. Suddenly, like wind and thunder on the ground, the sound of drums and horns sounded almost at the same time, just like the East China Sea surge. The waves were as high as the waves, and the waves were as fast as the waves. At the same time, Long Tingfei and Xuan Song gave orders almost at the same time. Fighting together, flesh and blood flew, the two most powerful cavalry in the world collided and killed each other, and launched a deadly battle with the determination not to coexist with each other.

At this time, the sound of the horn went straight into the sky, getting louder and louder, and finally it seemed to be broken by the waist, there was no trace, and the drum that broke away from the heavy pressure was also a little slower, but it didn't stop, and it shocked people. The soul was shaken, everyone tried their best to fight, and countless blood blossoms bloomed in the field. As night fell gradually, the two armies in the field began to light torches, and continued to fight hard in the middle of the night, and no one backed away.

The sound of the battle drum was as sudden as it came. I don't know when they left the **** battlefield, and the two armies fell into a bitter battle like a tug-of-war.

In the midst of the flame extinguishing, Xuan Song commanded the Yong army very confidently, while Long Tingfei, who had retreated to the Chinese army, looked a little pale. Although the Northern Han army still had the upper hand under his command, it was very momentary. It's hard to find an opportunity. And in a dark place that was not noticed by everyone, Xiao Shunzi helped Jiang Zhe, who was almost unconscious, slowly walking towards the temporary camp. On the North Han side, a man in black covered with a black cloak watched the broken horn silently, and finally sighed and disappeared into the darkness. His figure seemed to melt into the night. Soon Disappeared without a trace.