Chapter 22 The idea of rebuilding the Xiliang Army
The faint moonlight shone on the earth. It was a little past five o'clock at this time, the city gate creaked slowly open, and more than twenty riders galloped out of the west gate.
The wind blows across the earth.
With a 'whisper' sound, the black horse neighed, raised its front hooves and stopped on the spot. Su Chen let go of the reins, and while his cloak was turning, he looked at the brightly lit military camp in front of him, with three thousand Yunxi soldiers. The horse stood there quietly, with the flags rustling in the wind. Marquis Wu Huizhi of Yunzhen, wearing armor, rode on the horse and urged the horse to go ahead.
"...Yesterday my son was assassinated. You may have heard something about it. The son of the dignified Marquis was attacked. That was because he came for me, Marquis Yun Ai. What did they want to do? They wanted to destroy Yun Ai. An Ning, let this place be in turmoil, will you agree?”
More than 3,000 figures waved their weapons and looked at Yun Yuhou, who was riding a horse across from him and shouting, with firm eyes and one voice after another, forming a roar and shouting: "No!"
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< br>On the gentle slope, Su Chen looked at this picture with a slight feeling of heat in his eyes. Dong Zhuo on the side urged his horse to get closer, pointing at the army that was making loud noises.
“This is to boost morale and let the soldiers understand the purpose of this battle. Marquis Yun Qi still knows some ways of leading troops, but it is a pity that soldiers seldom have blood. If they encounter stubborn resistance, their morale will definitely weaken. "
He took a deep breath, then grinned, with excitement in his eyes.
"Dong has not personally led troops for many years."
Murderous aura spread from him.
Su Chen seemed to be infected by this murderous aura, looking at the army of three thousand infantry and five hundred cavalry, his face was solemn, and the majesty between his eyebrows appeared on the surface.
In the distance, under the firelight, the tall and tall Marquis Yun Qi pulled out his sword and raised it above his head, roaring: "All the soldiers, listen to the order, let the assassins see who is Yun Qi. Masters, let their blood and bones turn into powder under your butcher knives and iron hooves."
The sword edge fell.
"Let's go -"
The sound came, and Su Chen spurred his horse and shouted: "Let's go!"
More than twenty riders followed, rushing down the gentle slope and marching. On one side of the formation, they then merged into Yunqi's five hundred cavalry and fought towards the west.
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The eastern sky gradually turned white, and the morning light passed through the gaps in the clouds and pushed away the green edge, quickly wrapping the streets in the city.
The slightly opened window lattice, the golden autumn color is falling at the end of the bed, and in the fragrant quilt, Fang Xuejun wakes up leisurely. She does not get up so late on weekdays. It can be seen that the fight at Bailutan yesterday made her feel tired. When I came back, the bloody courage faded away, and I just couldn't stop trembling slightly.
Even when she got up and washed up now, she still felt that she could still smell the smell of blood.
Fang Xuejun looked at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, holding vermilion in his mouth and applying some rouge. Out of the corner of his eye, the maid came in with breakfast and asked.
"Master Su, can you get up for dinner?"
"My servant didn't see Mr. Su today. I heard from the cook who got up early and was busy that at the fifth watch, Mr. Su went out with his clothes on. There were also twenty cavalrymen from Marquis Anding.”
Hearing the maid's words, the woman's rouged hand stopped. For a moment, she stood up and ran out of the room quickly, and found her grandfather who was watering flowers and trimming potted plants in the atrium.
"Grandpa, where did Mr. Su go before dawn?"
Seeing his granddaughter's anxious look, Fang Wenye had a bad look on his face and continued to play with the potted plants: "I'm working with Marquis Yun. Go, after all, if you are beaten, you have to fight back. Don't talk nonsense if you guessed it. You, don't think about sneaking out. If it wasn't your temper yesterday, you asked Wu Zixun and others to go out for fun. What happened today will not happen, Mr. Xue. Although the whole thing cannot be blamed on you, what you should do now is to prepare some gifts to visit the families whose son died. "
" "Yes."
The woman pursed her lips and nodded in agreement. This time she didn't mess around. She knew that she was also responsible for what happened yesterday. Although she was still worried about Su Chen going out with the army, she hurriedly Even in my busy schedule, I feel distracted when writing the gift list.
Looking at the gradually brightening sky.
"God, don't let anything happen to him." She thought silently in her heart.
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To the west, at a place called Jinzigou, between several mounds, the sound of fighting was already boiling.
Faced with a group of thieves gathered, the three thousand soldiers and horses of Yunqi County did not need to pay any attention at all. After clearing the surrounding hidden sentries, they directly attacked them in an encircling formation.
The temperature climbed, and the occasional cool breeze from the mountains was filled with the rich smell of blood, which was later diluted by the heat wave swept by the burning trees. Blood was scattered all over the surrounding area, corpses with arrows stuck in them spread out everywhere, and churchgoers holding weapons Clutching the wound on his abdomen, he ran in panic, stepped on the greasy blood on the ground, stumbled and fell, and was then beheaded by the soldiers who caught up with him.
Three hundred cavalrymen crossed the battlefield. Torches and rockets flew into the sky and roared past. Black smoke ignited from the earthen buildings and wooden villages hidden in the mountains. A swaying believer stood up from a pool of blood. "Ah!" he screamed, rushing towards the oncoming soldiers, and then his chest was pierced by several flying arrows.
There are also several believers with high martial arts skills walking through the military formation like ghosts. While waving fists, feet and weapons, some soldiers were beaten until their brains burst and their muscles and bones were shattered. The roaring cavalry came over, brandished iron ropes, and then threw them , put it around the neck of one of the highly skilled martial arts cultists, and the horse ran wildly, dragging him down and dragging him to the ground.
The noisy battlefield moved back, and the sound of fighting became softer. On a high mound outside the mountains and woods, Su Chen, dressed in armor, sat on a horse and watched the fighting on the battlefield. The fat Dong Zhuo pointed and said some opinions. When Su Chen heard the words, he nodded from time to time and kept them in mind.
“If the enemy is weak, don’t hesitate, use your military formation to destroy it quickly! There are many variables on the battlefield, and procrastination can sometimes be counterproductive.”
"It's hard to see how good this battle was, but Marquis Yun Qi was quite decisive when he saw the opportunity."
Su Chen tilted his head on horseback and said with a smile: "Dong Gong's Western skills back then Is Liang’s army the strongest in the world?”
“I don’t know what will happen next.” Dong Zhuo stroked his thick beard and smiled ferociously: “But when we entered Luoyang, Dong’s troops were the best in the world. Some are elite. ""Then if Dong Gong still has the opportunity to lead the army in the future, can he still regain the majesty of the Xiliang Army?" Su Chen looked at the almost one-sided massacre in the distance, feeling heroic in his heart.
After all, the soldiers in Ding'an City belonged to his father, and there were two brothers above him, so there was basically no hope of getting them.
On the side, Dong Zhuo narrowed his eyes when he heard this and looked at the fighting group. A figure with strong martial arts killed several cavalry in a row, grabbed a war horse, turned over, held an iron chain and swept away the strong wind, and was instantly defeated. More than ten people. He spoke slowly: "In the future, if Dong still has the opportunity to lead an army, let the people of this world see what it means to be a tiger and wolf soldier."
"Mr. Dong, get rid of that man." Su Chen raised his chin slightly and spoke in a calm voice.
Haha!
Dong Zhuo grinned and spurred the yellow gelding under him, crossing Su Chen's head. The war horse neighed, stepped hard with the horse's hooves, and accelerated down the hillside.
“You go too.”
Su Chen did not look back, but simply raised his hand, and the twenty cavalry behind him whipped their whips and rushed down the hillside, sending up a puff of smoke and dust.
Less than a hundred feet away from the battlefield, Yunqi Hou Wu Huizhi quietly looked at the one-sided battlefield. In the subtle way that no one noticed, the fists in his sleeves were shaking slightly.
It has been a long time since he led an army to conquer someone. The last time he remembered was when he suppressed a group of rebels twenty years ago.
Now that I am leading the army again, I am somewhat excited.
"Send the order and separate a group of soldiers to surround and suppress the man with high martial arts skills." Marquis Yunqi issued the order boldly. He had already seen the figure with high martial arts skills, but when the situation on the entire battlefield was over, After being determined, he ordered some troops to besiege the opponent. However, the man's martial arts was beyond his expectation.
The encircling gun formation was staggered by the iron chain waved in the man's hand. He picked up a steel knife on the ground and several soldiers were knocked to the ground in a few steps.
Marquis Yun Zhen frowned, and when he issued several more orders, the ordering soldier beside him suddenly turned his head: "Those are Mr. Su's cavalry, what is the leader going to do?!"
Wu Huizhi stopped giving orders, followed the soldiers' gaze to the other side, narrowed his eyes, and gave orders quickly.
“Blow the horn and tell the soldiers over there to move away and make way for you.”
Woo~~
The messenger blew the horn.
The outer soldiers who originally besieged the thieves in the mountains retreated one after another when they heard the different horn sounds. Within a moment, a cavalry of twenty people roared past them with rumbling iron hoofs. And passed by, rushing into the battlefield.
Ahead, iron chains were wrapped around the thrusting spears. A figure with strong martial arts pulled a cavalryman off his horse. But the next moment, the sound of galloping horse hooves had already spread. He reined in his horse and stopped, turning around. In an instant, a fat figure rode into the field of vision on horseback. A huge serrated sword quickly enlarged. He hurriedly tightened the chain in his hand and raised it.
Xi Lulu——
The yellow horseman stood up, and the fat figure above raised the cloud-patterned sword and slashed it down angrily.
The blade of the blade cut off the iron chain with a bang, and the blade hung on his forehead. Dong Zhuo roared "Ah!" and exerted force with one arm again, and both the man and the horse were chopped away.
Under the skylight, Dong Zhuo picked up his head, carried it in his hands and raised it above his head.
"Xiliang..." he shouted in his heart, "I'm back!"
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Yanzhou.
Rows of bronze lampposts swayed with flames, illuminating the bookshelves. A figure wearing a robe embroidered with a cloud-patterned four-clawed dragon was stepping down from the bookshelves on a ladder.
In the spacious study room, footsteps approaching this direction echoed.
The young man did not look back, but just flipped through a simple book in his hand, "Is the matter done?"
"No, it failed."
" It doesn't matter. If you fail, just kill again. All you have is patience." The young figure flipped through the pages of the book, chewed the words on it, and sat on a soft chair nearby: "By the way, Grand Master, how is my father? ”
"Your Majesty, I have recovered slightly."
The speaker is about fifty or six years old, with gray beard and hair, but he does not have the decay of an ordinary old man. On the contrary, he is wearing a black robe with half a qi hanging around his waist. Jade pendant, the old man is quite majestic.
Over there, the figure flipping through the book paused his fingers, raised his eyes slightly, and spoke in a calm and soft voice.
“I heard that the Taishi’s disciples have made a batch of new medicines?”
“Yes.”
"Bring some here." The young figure smiled gently at the old man who was bowing across from him, then raised his sleeves and waved: "I still want to read, so the grand master will go and do his own business."
After that, he buried his head and continued. Reading through books, I feel like a handsome young man in troubled times.
(End of this chapter)