After all, the smoke was not extinguished, and the fire that was ignited was like water being thrown out.
One cannot extinguish it without burning itself out, and one cannot turn back without reaching the end.
Before the smoke went out, the defenders of Dajian Mountain received news that Xiaojian Mountain was attacked by Jiang Zuo's army.
"Report, general. Xiaojianshan was captured by Jiangzuo's Jingkou guards. According to the spies' report, Jiangzuo's front troops have 5,000 Beifu heavy cavalry." A scout said.
"Understood, send an order to block the plank road, close the gate of the village tightly, and ask the brothers to carry the crossbows, flints, rolling wood, and tung oil onto the wall to prepare for the battle!"
The guard general of Dajian Mountain is named Zhao Boyue. He is over sixty years old and has experienced the rebellion of the Six Kings of Kyushu. He is a veritable veteran in the army of the Later Han Dynasty. He has fought hundreds of battles in his life, and although he has never been defeated, he has
In terms of city defense alone, he can definitely be regarded as the best in the Later Han Dynasty. Since the civil strife of the Six Kings, he has been guarding Dengjian Pavilion, and has accomplished the feat of blocking thousands of people with hundreds of people. The Dajian Mountain he defended is known as the "copper wall, iron wall and big sword"
"Mountain".
"Pass the grain officer!" Zhao Boyue ordered.
The grain officer saw that preparations were being made for war in the camp, and heard the message from General Zhao. He knew that a war was about to begin, so he hurried to Zhao Boyue's tent.
"Grain officer, how long can the remaining grain in our army last?"
The grain officer took out the pamphlet in his arms and consulted: "Back to the general, we have enough grain in our treasury to last for three months. The five major countries have not gone to war in the past ten years. Our treasury is very full. If the big sword
If there is insufficient food and grass in the mountains, we can borrow food and grass from Dengjiange and Chengchuan. If we just defend without fighting, it won't be a problem for a few years."
"Very good!" Zhao Boyue patted the table, "Send a message to Chengchuan and Dengjiange, and collect grain and grass for March to prepare for the winter."
The grain officer was stunned and said, "Do we need to recruit so much grain and grass at one time?"
Zhao Boyue smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "Just in case, the way to defend the city is to wait for work at ease. The pass of Dajianshan relies on the Yizhou Plank Road. It can be said that one man can guard the pass and ten thousand men cannot open it. If they want to attack the city, they must attack the fort.
If we don’t lay siege to the city, we will spend half a year, and when winter comes, they will have to go back obediently!"
"The old general is wise." The grain officer extended his thumb, "I will go and transport grain and grass right away."
After the food and fodder matters were prepared, Zhao Boyue got up and went to the wall to inspect again, checking the crossbow arrows, flints, rolling wood, and tung oil everywhere.
While he was inspecting, the scout who had been exploring Xiaojian Mountain reported back: "General, Xiaojian Mountain has been captured by Jiangzuo Beifu soldiers, and the general Wang Di was killed in the battle."
Zhao Boyue was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that Wang Su would die in battle. He knew the Wang family's "Tiger Sword Technique", and Wang Su was always cautious. He was regarded as a newly promoted general by the Later Han Dynasty. He could kill Wang Su.
Beheading, the people sent by Jiang Zuo this time should not be underestimated: "Do you know who the enemy general is?"
"I don't know. I just know that it's the Wen flag, and it's the flag of the Beifu soldiers."
Beifu soldiers and Jingkou guards!
Zhao Boyue nodded, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. Jiangzuo actually dispatched the most elite Jingkou guards. It seems that he really wants to annex the Hou Han Dynasty in one fell swoop. It's just that he wants to go back to his hometown. Whether he can do it or not remains to be seen.
I'll tell you whether I agree or not.
He thought like this, raised his head and looked into the distance. The iron armor on his body was pulled, making a clattering sound. He said in a deep voice: "Bring the shields up too. Every two gaps in the female wall are equipped with a shield. There is no shield."
Just use wooden boards instead.”
The troops at Dajian Mountain are being prepared for war, and Wen Zheng has led a group of cavalry towards the mountain village.
The mountain village was built on a gentle spot on the hillside. Looking at a dozen households from a distance, a few faint wisps of cooking smoke were floating out of the village. In the terraced fields built along the mountain, there were several old men patrolling the crops around the ridges.
A dog bark broke the tranquility of the mountain village, causing the old man in the field to look towards the mountain pass.
The sun shone on the old man, reflecting his shadow in the field. The gray shadow cast on the green crops, covering the green vitality.
The old man looked far into the distance, his eyes squinted into a thin line, and saw the dark mass running towards the village at high speed. He wanted to scream, but before he could scream, a crossbow arrow had shot him down.
The bright red blood is sprinkled on the green crops, green and red.
When the arrow hit, the cavalry group immediately burst into cheers. They whipped their whips in mid-air, shouted and urged their horses to run towards the mountain village.
The sound of horse whips, shouts, laughter, barking, exclamations, wailing, crying, whimpering, silence...
Various sounds appeared one after another in the mountains, and finally returned to silence.
Wen Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief. He stood next to an old tree. His black armor was covered with a layer of bright red blood. The blood collected, stretched and dripped along the gaps in the armor. He smiled and looked at the sun.
, in the sunshine, his teeth are very white, and the whites of his eyes are also very white. His white teeth, white eyes, red face, and black armor dripping with blood, look like a bloodthirsty gray wolf.
"General, they have all been slaughtered. One family has been left to lead the way, and several girls aged sixteen or seventeen have been locked up in that room."
Wen Zheng nodded, a wisp of wind blew through his hair, and he closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying the peace after the violence.
"Tell that family that as long as they know the way into the mountains, their family can survive."
"Yes, General."
The wind was still blowing, Wen Zheng's eyes were still closed tightly, his hair was fluttering slightly, and the blood had dried and condensed on his face.
"General, the old man said he would take us up the mountain."
"Okay, let him lead the way. Leave him a piece of gold, and then give him the girls. He can keep it for himself or give it to his son."
"Yes, General."
On the winding mountain road, a group of soldiers and horses zigzagged up. The leader, an old man, had his back stooped and walked forward without saying a word, like a stubborn old donkey.
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Yan Zhuo, Mu Yunfeng, Qiao Zhenyue and others also received the news that Xiaojian Mountain had been captured by Jiang Zuo.
They knew that Jiang Zuo was going to send troops, but they didn't expect that Jiang Zuo would move so quickly. As soon as they arrived in the Hou Han Dynasty, they captured Xiaojian Mountain.
Yan Zhuo frowned, his face full of melancholy, and said: "Xiaojian Mountain, Dajian Mountain, and Dengjian Pavilion are known as the heroic passes for protecting the country of the Later Han Dynasty. Each of them is a dangerous place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Jiangzuo
The ferocity of the army is truly terrifying."
Qiao Zhenyue also nodded: "If the Later Han Dynasty is destroyed by Jiang Zuo, then all the areas south of the Yangtze River will fall into Jiang Zuo's hands, and the Jianghu forces in Jiangnan will be severely damaged. The Jiangnan Three Helms of the Beggar Clan, Shaolin Temple
, Dian Cang is afraid that he will be suppressed by Jiang Zuo and Baiyun."
"Suppression is already the best result..."
"Then what should we do?" Mu Yunfeng asked.
"Just help the Hou Han!" Yan Zhuo looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, "We must help the Hou Han guard Dajian Mountain and Dengjian Pavilion, so that Jiangzuo's army can stop here!"
