There are thousands of horsemen to sweep Pinggang to rush to the Lao Du Mountain defense line, the main general, it is Wu Chongxuan, who is the commander of the military department with the rank of general of the southern army, this veteran of the Spring and Autumn Meritorious Service turned over and fell off his horse, standing in the devastated barracks, holding the horse whip tightly, squinting and silent.
The corpses of the soldiers killed in the battle have been emptied, but the blood stains on the ground are still shocking, which shows the tragedy of the previous battle.
Not far away, four or five high-ranking military officers who looked like captains lined up, and the big man in armor in the center held his head in his hand, and knelt down five steps in front of Wu Chongxuan, crying silently.
Wu Chongxuan saw this scene, his face was gloomy, his heart turned over the river and the sea, Wang Tongshan was originally the key person used by King Yan to balance the soldiers and horses in northern Xinjiang, in the final analysis, it was Zhao Bing and Zhao Zhu, the father and son, who were not at ease with him, Wu Chongxuan covered the sky with one hand in northern Xinjiang, Wu Chongxuan was recruited by the imperial court this time, it seems to be beautiful, but in fact, the notorious Wang Tongshan will become a crucial chess piece for Wu Chongxuan, in order to attract the attention of Liyang officialdom, especially Qingliu civil officials, for this Wu Chongxuan specially suggested to the young son of heaven, put forward a favorable condition that even Wang Tongshan himself did not expect, that is, to make Wang Tongshan an official and enter the knighthood, although he will not be a marquis for the time being, but only wait for the end of the Guangling War, Wang Tongshan can sit in the Jianzhou area south of the Guangling River as a marquis and a general in Zhennan, and restrain and suppress the southern Xinjiang soldiers and horses of King Yanyi, so as to prevent Zhao Bing from taking advantage of the situation to go north.
Now that Wang Tongshan has died violently, not only is there one less unparalleled fierce general on the western front of the imperial court, which has a great impact on the battle situation in Guangling, but also has a far-reaching impact on Wu Chongxuan's future layout in the imperial court Wu Chongxuan looked at the dead head, his eyes were round, and his face was hideous.
Even if he saw Wang Tongshan's head with his own eyes at this moment, Wu Chongxuan was still inevitably in a trance, Wang Tongshan, who was unable to do so in southern Xinjiang with his military merits and military power, the fierce general who could overthrow the entire barbarian tribe with one person and one halberd, died like this To tell the truth, not only did Wu Chongxuan dislike this person from the bottom of his heart, I am afraid that even Zhao Bing, the king of Yanyi, and Nalan Youci did not like Wang Tongshan, not to mention Zhao Zhu, the son of Wang Tongshan, who had personally assassinated Wang Tongshan.
But this world is so realistic, no matter how tyrannical and cruel Wang Tongshan is, but this person's ability to lead troops to fight is not a little water, the barbarians in southern Xinjiang are extremely difficult to tame, often repeated, today to obey tomorrow rebellion is like drinking tea and eating, only Wang Tongshan, the god of killing, has the highest prestige among the barbarians, so that every time the barbarians rebel, as long as Wang Tongshan's banner is raised, it can be said that the wind falls, so that in the early years, there was a big joke, a counterinsurgency general deliberately spent 200,000 taels of silver to send someone to borrow the flag from Wang Tongshan, Go to that poor mountain and rebel against the evil level.
As a result, Zhao Bing, the king of Yan, had to transfer Wang Tongshan to northern Xinjiang, so the officialdom in southern Xinjiang regarded the unruly Wang Tongshan as Xu Xiao who left the yang.
The person is dead, the matter has come to this, Wu Chongxuan sighed, bent down to help up the infantry captain who was loyal to Wang Tongshan, and said with relief: "Captain Situ, the general will definitely avenge General Wang, even if he risks being reprimanded and demoted by the imperial court, he will also send out 5,000 foot cavalry to intercept and kill Xu Fengnian."
The captain with his head covered in blood said in a deep voice: "I implore the general to let the lowly position be a pawn" The rest of the lieutenants of the Wang Tongshan Military Center also clenched their fists and begged for their lives: "I implore the general to let his subordinates take revenge."
Wu Chongxuan's face was expressionless, and his mind was in a hurry.
In front of these captains and their soldiers and horses, a total of more than 10,000, are Wang Tongshan from the south of Xinjiang to the north of the lineage, Wang Tongshan is thirsty for killing, but the lonely Wang Tongshan has never been greedy for money, all the rewards are willing to be scattered, especially the military merits reported to the king of Yan, never deduct the slightest point, and even many Wang Tongshan personally killed the enemy chieftain's military exploits, but also gave to the generals, so fighting under Wang Tongshan, the promotion of wealth is far faster than in other departments.
Ordinary generals use people, dogs do not use wolves, unless they are tigers, they have to worry about their own protection, Wang Tongshan is famous, so there are many jackals under his hands.
Wu Chongxuan has actually been very attentive to this group of captains who can fight well, originally thinking that once Wang Tongshan died, the dragons would be gone, and he should follow him to fight for a future in the southern generals, but now it seems that it may not be able to be used by him.
Wu Chongxuan patted the infantry lieutenant on the shoulder, and pointed at the front line of Lao Du Mountain, "As long as you capture Lao Du Mountain, you can gallop in Guangling Road, not only that, as long as there is news of Xu Fengnian's whereabouts, I will notify you as soon as possible, and the cavalry of Tang River and Li Chunyu will also try their best to cooperate with you to intercept Xu Fengnian." ” Wu Chongxuan glanced at Wang Tongshan's head, "As for General Wang, when you break through Lao Du Mountain, I will play with the imperial court, only saying that your lord will die in Lao Du Mountain, and you will definitely ask the imperial court for the gift of a posthumous marquis." ” The captains were thanked.
When Wu Chongxuan led the army to leave, he glanced back at the barracks, and then said indifferently to the pro-army commander around him: "Send a secret order to Li Chunyu, and when Lao Dushan celebrates his victory, let him lead the army to attack at night, and several real captains, including Situ Yushan, will not be left."
As for how many soldiers and horses he can gather in the future, it depends on his own ability, and at the same time told Li Chunyu that if he does not act effectively, there will be any mutiny in Wang Tongshan's old department, and Tang He will be replaced by Tang He. ” The pro-army commander left with a team of elite cavalry, and at this time, Wu Chongxuan deliberately slowed down his horse, and waited until a scout-looking lightly armored young man approached, and then asked: "Yuan Gongzi, in your opinion, assuming the current situation, how many troops do we need to dispatch to retain the person who killed Wang Tongshan?"
The young man who was called Yuan Gongzi by Wu Chongxuan instead of an official in the army, and there was not the slightest cramped awe when other captains faced Wu Chongxuan, and said calmly: "Wu Shangshu is not joking, but is he asking this question very seriously?"
The two masters of General Wu all showed undisguised annoyed looks, they had long been displeased with this young man surnamed Yuan who had joined the army halfway through the army of unknown origin, and he was unarmed, but the frame was huge, and every time the general and the harmony took the initiative to talk to him, it was also this look of death.
Wu Chongxuan was not angry at all, nodded seriously and said, "No kidding." ” The young man who was temporarily serving as a ranger scout smiled, "Three or five thousand people may not be enough, and ten thousand elite cavalry troops are about the same." ” Wu Chongxuan snorted, and then said suspiciously: "Doesn't it mean that after Li Chungang returned to the realm of the six immortals, he was only two thousand six on the bank of the Guangling River, could it be said that the four great masters of the contemporary martial arts review are far more powerful than the top grandmasters in front of Jiazi, and they need to be surrounded by 10,000 people to make meritorious contributions?"
But the young man's words were quite sarcastic: "Some things are not counted like this, not to mention how high Li Chungang's real combat power is, counting those martial arts masters who died on the battlefield, all of them are fools who fight to the death and never retreat, such as the Xishu Sword Emperor who was trampled into flesh by the Xu family's iron horseman."
Before this, the Wu family's nine swords broke through the Beimang Wanqi, but in fact, it was also blocked by the pursuit that there was really no way back, so they had to make a desperate bet.
Wang Tongshan is known as an invincible opponent in southern Xinjiang, it is nothing more than a hero who makes the erector famous, relying on a natural brute force and King Kong physique, he can naturally kill all the masters below the realm of celestial phenomena, Cheng Baishuang Ji Liu'an is indeed helpless to take him, but as long as he goes north, for example, change to Deng Tai'a to try it, I guess it is just a matter of one or two swords of the peach blossom sword god, to put it mildly, even if I am against Wang Tongshan, he has the upper hand within fifty moves, but after a hundred moves, Wang Tongshan will definitely die. ” As soon as these words came out, the general of Zhengnan was quite calm, and the faces of the two masters who were quite conceited above the top changed greatly.
The young man said indifferently: "There is a fart in southern Xinjiang.
The sky is high and the earth is wide, but it is not the scenery of a small well. ” This young man, who had been silently fighting in Emperor Wu City in the East China Sea for two years, has now changed his surname from Jiang to Yuan, looking into the distance, "You might as well tell the truth, when you reach Xu Fengnian's realm, as long as he wants to go, unless it is Cao Changqing, Deng Tai'a Tuoba Bodhisattva, no one can stop it, let alone catch up."
So what I called the siege of 10,000 horsemen was actually nonsense. ” Wu Chongxuan sighed for no reason, "The rivers and lakes are higher than the temple, it's not a comfort." ” The young man chimed in: "One day, where we stand, there will be no immortals and no heroes, and the dragons in the rivers and lakes will be all carp in the pool." ” There is a lake in the northwest corner of the Imperial City of West Chu, the lake is not big, but the fame is not small, the name is even more interesting, it is called "Jianghu", because it is said that the small lake is bottomless, and the water source is connected with the Guangling River outside the capital.
A young woman in a plain palace dress sat in a lakeside pavilion, surrounded by no one and silent.
Probably because she was used to being restrained, she finally escaped leisurely, so she took off her boots and sat cross-legged, she did not enjoy the beautiful lake scenery in early spring, but leaned forward and bent her head down, and there were stacks of copper coins neatly stacked in front of her, different denominations, different sizes, different old and new, different heights.
She looked at the copper coins stupidly, and traveled thousands of miles.
She remembered a lot of old things, such as the dilapidated little hut, such as the small but green vegetable garden.
For example, when she carried a heavy bookcase like a mountain and climbed the mountain step by step, at that time she only felt that moving books was like moving a mountain.
Another example is to make money by reading later, and the feeling that every word is money is much better.
Although Xi Chu's current court hall is much more deserted than before, when she sits on that chair every day, she will see that the eyes that were still pure at the beginning are gone, and they are replaced by some gloomy atmosphere, like a piece of rotten wood.
It was only later that she learned that there had been several groups of people and several fresh faces in the court, and there were constantly disciples of the family pouring into it, so the father and son were in the same court, and even the third generation of Huang Zigong began to appear.
In that splendid hall, she sat there, and there were often quarrels in the hall, literati and warriors quarreled, literati and literati quarreled, and martial artists attached to the wings of literati would also quarrel with martial artists, almost everyone seemed to be loyal to the country, and everyone's statements were righteous and bright, so everyone seemed so impassioned, and there was nothing wrong with that.
She doesn't understand.
The old lady Sun Xiji is getting older and older, and the last few times he has even had to sit on that imperial chair.
And there are fewer and fewer people wearing military official robes in the main hall, 66 continues to rush to the battlefield, and 66 continues to have many people killed in battle, posthumously sealed, and praised.
She still didn't understand why those people were so resolute in their deaths.
It's like she doesn't understand why the first time she sat in that chair, the pale old men cried so sadly, comfortingly, and grateful.
She didn't understand many things, but Uncle Qi said that she just had to sit there every day.
She felt that she could do it, and told herself that she must do it well.
Today she sits here, the clouds are light and the wind is light.
At this time, above the sky of the palace, a flock of yellow finches flew by.
For some reason, a yellow finch fell instantly, and fell lightly on the roof of a palace with a snap, dripping with blood.
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At the same time, there was clearly no object on the surface of a lake in the "rivers and lakes" beside her, but a series of extremely slender water columns splashed up, and then quickly calmed down.
In the past half month, the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace will appear on the road from time to time There will be one or two corpses of flying birds on the road, some of them are like arrows piercing the body, some of them have their wings cut off by sharp weapons, and more of them are directly thrown into a pool of flesh and blood.
What's even more strange is that their Emperor Majesty, in this half a month a lot of time stay by the lake to sit quietly, at first there will be an elite Imperial Forest Army guarding in the distance, but soon everyone inexplicably felt a cold, at first mistakenly thought it was because of the cold spring, but whenever they left after the palace gate was closed at night, whenever they were far away from the small lake, it was clear that there was no day, and it should have felt colder, but it felt much warmer.
Over time, the small lake that is always as horizontal as a mirror regardless of the wind and wind is particularly strange, especially the rumors that countless birds and birds have fallen in the entire capital, and there are songs and rumors all over the streets and alleys, saying that this is the scourge of women in the country, and there are more ill-intentioned strange talks insinuating there, saying that His Majesty the Emperor is actually a wild fox spirit who has lived for thousands of years, but is just wearing human skin.
What made the older generation of Western Chu remnants feel the most sad and indignant was the conclusive statement in the market, saying that the empress Jiang Ji was actually an orphan girl on the roadside that Cao Changqing found casually, and she was only a puppet raised to satisfy Cao Changqing's selfishness as the emperor.
A group of three people came to the water pavilion under the guidance of the eunuch who bowed down and sealed the seal.
All three are surnamed Song, three generations of the Song family, Song Wenfeng, Song Qingshan, and Song Maolin.
Song Wenfeng and the old lady Sun Xiji and the former national teacher Li Mi are all old men of the same generation, and now they are in charge of the province of the Great Chu Sect, Song Qingshan is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites today, and both father and son are the leaders of today's Great Chu literary circle, which is very similar to the two masters of the Song family who dominated the literary world of the Liyang Dynasty before.
As for Song Maolin, it is even more famous, especially when the two simple and catchy sayings of "Northern Xu Southern Song Dynasty" and "Xu Zi Song Zhang" spread all over the north and south of the river like a spring breeze, so that Song Maolin had a kind of "no one in the world knows the king" atmosphere for a while, so last year's temple will match the marriage between Song Jiayushu and His Majesty the Emperor, and even the old lady Sun Xiji, who was not very keen on this matter at the beginning, finally loosened his tone, and once personally persuaded Cao Changqing, who presided over the military affairs of the water division in Guangling River.
The eunuch was about to make a report, Song Wenfeng shook his hand with a smile, and his eyes signaled that his son and grandson would stay under the steps, and walked up the stairs alone, standing in the water pavilion on both sides of the willows, and there was no intention of saluting, not that Song Wenfeng was dizzy, but that the old man understood a truth, kneeling and doing business with people could not make money, this truth, Song Wenfeng did not know twenty years ago.
Song Wenfeng said softly: "Your Majesty, there are some things that the minister doesn't know whether to say or not. ” The beautiful young woman was indifferent.
Song Wenfeng had to admit that even if this woman didn't care about her identity, just by her appearance, she was indeed worthy of being fascinated by her eldest grandson.
Even the old man himself, who has been pure and has few desires for many years, has some careful thoughts of "regretting being born fifty years early".
The old man frowned, and said in a slightly accentuated voice: "Your Majesty, with all due respect, the general trend is no longer in my Dachu, and if the Jiang clan wants to survive forever, it has to rely on external forces."
When she turned her head and shifted her gaze from those strange copper coins, Song Wenfeng looked at her, and she was a little weak-hearted.
Song Wenfeng gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Don't hide it from Your Majesty, many officials nowadays are not courtiers, and they actually collude with Wu Chongxuan, the secretary of the Liyang Military Department, and Lu Shengxiang, the commander of the Southern Expedition, to constantly leak out the marching formation and troop deployment of my Great Chu.
At this critical moment, Lao Chen is willing to be the wicked man who has been stinking for 10,000 years for my great Chu mountains and rivers."
She said calmly: "Lord Song wants to say that you are a little more loyal than those people, they are the grass on the wall, and they fell to the Liyang Imperial Court, and your Song family is more stylish, and chose Zhao Bing, the king of Yanyi."
Song Wenfeng's old face turned red, and he was even more shocked, why even such a secret matter was known to this little girl doll She said indifferently: "Not only do I know that your Song family chose King Yan, but also Zhao Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials privately sent someone to submit a secret letter to Lu Shengxiang, and Liu Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and Ma Shilang of the Ministry of Rites chose to take refuge in Wu Chongxuan. ” Since the skylight was opened, everyone said bright words, Song Wenfeng couldn't care about the old face, stood up straight, and said with a smile: "As long as Your Majesty agrees to the old minister" Without waiting for Song Wenfeng to finish speaking, Empress Jiang Ji waved her hand and said, "You can go." ” Song Wenfeng didn't move at all, and sneered: "Your Majesty, do you still think that the current Western Chu is still last year's Western Chu, dare to ask Kou Jianghuai where Cao Changqing is, and where is Your Majesty, you are willing to take a step back now, then Zhao Bing, the king of Yan, promised that you can still be the emperor for ten years, and in the future, you will abdicate to him or his son." ” She just looked down at the copper coins, "You live yours, just be happy."
But if you feel that Cao Changqing and Lu Dantian are not in the capital, you can do whatever you want, and you can force me to do something."
Song Wenfeng smiled and played: "How dare the old minister, who in the world doesn't know that His Majesty is a master like a sword immortal." ” She frowned suddenly, her face pale.
The body of the eunuch with the palm seal of the master of ceremonies under the steps trembled, and he bowed his head and was silent.
Song Wenfeng exhaled heavily, walked to the water's edge, and looked at the river, "At this time, Sun Xiji is almost dead, and the qi in your body is almost collapsed, Your Majesty.
If it weren't for the fact that the old minister still remembered the love of the first emperor, even if this palace was surnamed Song today, what would be the difficulty?"
The old man smiled and said: "Of course, it doesn't matter what the surname of Xichu is, and even what the surname of the world does in the future, because no matter how the emperor takes turns, we can't do it without our Song family." ” Her face returned to calm, and she didn't even bother to look up, she just looked at the copper coins, pouted imperceptibly, and sniffled.
She wasn't scared and she wasn't worried.
She's just a little aggrieved.
Feed.
It's one thing I can't see you.
But whether you come here or not is another matter.
So.
Where are you At the gate of the capital city of Xichu, there was a sudden gust of wind blowing.
The breeze blew through the twelve large and small gates.
When the figure suddenly stopped outside the gate of the imperial city, the big sleeves were still fluttering lightly.
The armored defenders above and below the city gate were dumbfounded.
The handsome young man had his hands on his sleeves and his waist with a double sword.
The young man did something, he put his hands to his lips and fed them.
It seems to be telling someone, and it seems to be telling the entire capital and the entire Dachu.
I'm coming.
I'm right here.
I came from the northwest to the southeast
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