Wang Yuan turned around, wiped away the tears on Hu Mengying's pretty face, and comforted her softly.
"Um!"
Her fingertips traced across her pretty face, Hu Mengying's delicate body trembled, and she mustered up the courage to say: "Young Master, I..."
"I know you're scared!"
Wang Yuan looked sighing: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, but I'm actually afraid too!"
Hu Mengying was surprised: "Sir, you are afraid too!"
Wang Yuan raised his finger and said silently: "Shh, don't be so loud. If people hear it, I, the military advisor, will be scared. Where can I put my face?"
Phew!
Hu Mengying smiled: "I thought the young master was not afraid of heaven and earth!"
"I'm afraid of a lot of things, but you just don't know it!"
Wang Yuan changed the subject: "Do you have anything to say to me?"
"Uh... no, no!"
Hu Mengying quickly lowered her head. The courage she had just raised has completely disappeared!
Wang Yuandao: "Then go back to sleep quickly!"
"oh!"
Hu Mengying lowered her head and pursed her lips, moved out of the room step by step, and ran away as if she were flying out of the house!
"Hey, girls are just timid. If they fight, they will be so scared that they can't sleep!"
Wang Yuan yawned, fell asleep until dawn, and woke up instinctively!
Dahu and Erhu are already waiting in front of the door, and the black-armored veteran has already left!
Hu Mengying, the boy from Dawang Village, and the old Feizhuang kitchen owner are all waiting in the front yard!
Their eyes were full of worry, but no one said it out loud!
Wang Yuan waved his hand, said nothing, took Dahu, Erhu and the others away!
In the yard, sobbing and crying could be heard, and many people could not bear it any longer!
Hu Mengying's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her fingernails were pinched into her palms!
These days, I have been brainwashed by the messengers, and I am not afraid of the deserters!
But when the day of the battle finally came, I thought of 20,000 soldiers versus 100,000 cavalry.
No one can imagine how to win!
"God bless you, may you win the battle, and may you return safely!"
Hu Mengying clasped her hands together and piously gathered in the courtyard!
Bang bang bang!
The kitchen households in Lao Feizhuang kowtowed directly!
After going on a tour of Beiying, Wang Yuan led a group of soldiers and headed straight for the city wall.
Along the way, many people in the city stood on the roadside, watching with complicated expressions.
"Do you think we can win this battle?"
"It goes without saying that he will definitely win. The young marshal has defeated King Tu Nan before!"
"King Tu Nan is old. Now he wets his shoes even when he urinates in the wind. It's no longer possible!"
"Yes, the young marshal is recruiting the black-armored army again. It will be easy to defeat them!"
Brainwashed by the messengers sent by Wang Yuan, many people in the city are confident in this battle!
"But I heard that the deserters have 100,000 cavalry, but we only have 20,000 soldiers and 2,000 cavalry in the city!"
"One cavalry blocks eight steps. The cavalry is much more powerful than the infantry. No infantry will agree to the cavalry!"
"The Black Armored Army has been fighting for so many years, and there is not much left. It has been disbanded by the court. The young commander has been here for less than half a month. How many signs can he give?"
"It's okay to defend the city and wait for reinforcements, but if you rush out of the city in a decisive battle, you will lose!"
"Did you know that this strategy came from a scholar? Now that scholar is working as a military advisor. He has never fought in a war and knows how to give random orders!"
"This battle is definitely not lost!"
Many family members of officials who had not left the city had sad faces!
They are well-informed, unlike ordinary soldiers who believe in what others say and have their own opinions.
…
Jiushan County Government Office!
The prefect Zhang Han was sitting in the lobby, neatly dressed in official uniform, and his heart was agitated.
Not long after, a staff member came in a hurry!
Zhang Han said: "How are things arranged?"
"Go back to Master, Madam, Master, the furniture you have saved over the years was sent out of the city half a month ago, and now it has arrived safely in your hometown!"
The staff member said softly: "Master, you really don't want to leave!"
"Let's go, how can I go!"
Zhang Han smiled bitterly: "I am the prefect of the imperial court. If the city of Jiushan County is destroyed, I will be punished with death. If I surrender to the deserters, my wife and children will be killed by the imperial court, and even the nine tribes will suffer. Now I can only wait for the city to be destroyed."
Take poison, be loyal to the court, and still get a posthumous title!"
The staff member frowned and said, "It's all Wang Yuan's fault. If he hadn't given random orders and tricked the young commander into going out of the city to fight King Tu Nan, we might not have been defeated by the deserters while we were waiting for reinforcements in the city. The scholar who talks about military affairs on paper has really harmed the country and the people!
"
"There is nothing I can do. The young marshal was bewitched by him and all the gold medals and arrows were given to him. Who dares to object?"
Zhang Han gritted his teeth and changed the subject: "The commander of the city, how many of the rich families are left?"
The staff member raised his eyebrows: "All the important family members except the Wang family have left, and now only the poor people who were fooled by Wang Yuan are left in the city!"
"Wang family, he really believes that Wu Ling and Wang Yuan can win!"
Zhang Han smiled and waved his hand: "Sir, you should leave too, otherwise when Wuling is defeated and the deserters break the city, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"
"Dong Weng, take care!"
The staff clasped their fists and retreated.
The noise outside the government office became more and more noisy, and Zhang Han couldn't help shouting: "Here comes someone, what's going on?"
A patrol officer came in and reported: "Master Huifutai, Master Tongzhi has returned from the county, bringing hundreds of cattle with him, and he is about to send them to the military camp!"
Zhang Han waved his hand, and when the patrol was over, he couldn't help but frown: "This Yan Fu really listened to that boy's words and did whatever he was told. When Wuling is defeated and the city is defeated, everything he does will be in vain!"
…
The commander's residence!
"Have you packed your things? Leave the city and rush to Kyoto to take refuge immediately!
Xue Pan didn't sleep in late today. He ordered his soldiers and servants to prepare to escape!
The accompanying staff said: "Young Master, if we leave like this, Jiushan County will be lost. It is a big crime for you as the commander. Even if you return to Kyoto, you will not be able to do well. We might as well wait and see if the young marshal and the military advisor can turn the tide of the war!"
"Twenty thousand against one hundred thousand, even the gods can't win! I really thought that if Wu Ling took action, he would win every battle. As for the military advisor Wang Yuan, he was just an armchair scholar. Wu Ling didn't believe in him, so he could still hold on for a while. He believed in his decisive battle.
This is a sure defeat!”
Xue Pan smiled coldly: "In the past, I would have been dead when I returned to Beijing, but now that Wang Yuan and Wu Ling are here, they can be the scapegoats. At most, I will be demoted. Let's go!"
Carriages drove out of the commander's residence and traveled out of Nancheng!
At the South City Gate, a carriage with the word "white" also drove out of Jiushan County City!
In the car, the woman in purple frowned: "You didn't think they would win at all. If you thought they would win, you wouldn't leave now!"
"Beauty, I think they will win, but it's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to God to make things happen!"
Bai Feifei smiled slightly: "There is nothing foolproof in this world, so I will not risk my life to accompany them in this bet! We are waiting for news outside the city. If they win, we will return to the city immediately. If God's will is inevitable, we will
Nanxiazhou City.”
The woman in purple was silent, her heart flew to the north of the city, and she waited uneasily.
…
Unlike these people who left, more people are really waiting uneasily!
In the Wang family, Wang Haitian rarely drank. He brewed a pot of tea, twirled the cup, and looked to the north of the city.
Unlike others, he believed from the bottom of his heart that that little brother could win!
Because he knows that the little brother is not a pedantic person and will not make fun of his own life!
If he is not sure, he will not stay!
But he couldn't figure out how that little brother won!
Wang Zhonglou, who had dark circles under his eyes, lit three sticks of incense and stuck it into the incense burner: "God, if you wish Wu Ling and Uncle Yuan to win this battle, I, Wang Zhonglou, can make an oath not to go to the fence for three years."
!”
…
Thousands of miles away in Kyoto, Imperial Study Room!
Emperor Xinglong, his two prime ministers, and six ministers all frowned and remained silent!
This battle can be said to involve the great cause of the rest of the country's fate!
If the battle is defeated, Huangren's cavalry can go south and reach Chengzhou City in less than a month.
After passing the prefectural city and attacking Kyoto, the river will be smooth and unobstructed.
Emperor Xinglong felt a little regretful.
I regret that I should not have gambled in the first place. I should have immediately issued an order to only defend the city and not go to war.
It's too late to regret now!
However, he bought a heavy insurance policy and mobilized his army to defend Chengzhou City.
…
In the north of the city, on the city wall, Wang Yuan is dressed in cloth, and beside him are Ping Jian, who is the best archer among black-armored veterans, and a big tiger in armor with a Tang sword hanging on his waist, and a young man from Dawangzhuang holding a Zhuge Liannu!
There are three-bow crossbows placed ten steps apart. There are thirty in total. A group of secretly training crossbowmen, two people are responsible for one!
The remaining one thousand soldiers, armed with Zhuge's serial crossbows,
The soldiers under the city wall are divided into five layers!
On the first floor, two thousand spearmen were divided into three rows in front, forming a large oval!
The original one-foot-long spear was replaced by a five-meter-long grab bar, which was inserted diagonally into the ground to form the first line of defense.
On the second level, there are four thousand crossbowmen, using longbows and divine arm crossbows!
On the third floor, seventy three-bow crossbows were arranged in a large arc shape, all covered with animal skins!
On the fourth floor, Wu Ling is dressed in black armor, with a Tang sword hanging from his waist, holding a big gun, and riding a tall war horse. Behind him are Erhu, Wang Hanshan, and nearly a hundred black-armored veterans with Tang swords.
On the fifth floor, there were two thousand heavy infantrymen wearing cloth armor and holding broadswords and axes!
This is Wang Yuan, the entire force of Wuling, a total of eleven thousand soldiers!
The group of people looked at the deserted camp quietly!
Rumble!
Suddenly, the ground trembled, the air roared, and dust billowed everywhere!
One after another, tall war horses carrying desert soldiers wearing fish scale armor were overwhelming like a silver wave!
Seeing this scene, the soldiers of Daye were heartbroken and chilled down their spines!
The deserted men's iron cavalry rolled towards Jiushan County.
In the middle of the team, there is a huge chariot pulled by eight tall horses!
King Tu Nan is in the center, surrounded by heralds holding chess pieces, and a large flag in front of him is hunting in the wind.
Looking at the Jiushan Commandery just around the corner, King Tu Nan, wearing bright light armor, waved his hand!
Bang bang bang...
The messenger waved the flag, the war drum roared, and the attack began!
kill!
Hundreds of thousands of deserters and soldiers shouted together, and the sound surged into the gray sky, as if the sky was shaking!
Pieces of goose feather snow are falling from the sky!
In the heavy snow, the deserted people were wrapped in the wind and snow, like a silver wave covering the sky.
"Snowing!"
Snowflakes fell on his cheeks. King Tu Nan frowned and looked up at the sky for a moment before saying: "Agucha, my father was born in the heavy snow. The chief priest of the tribe said that my father was a born warrior and was destined to lead the desert people to glory."
Agucha nodded, but looked at the attacking cavalry, his mind completely attracted.
King Tu Nan thought to himself: "My father was the best among his peers at the age of eight. He went to the battlefield at the age of ten and beheaded three Daye soldiers. At the age of thirteen, he became a general and captured a Daye military advisor. He learned Daye's art of war from him.
It took only five years for him to become a master, and from then on he independently led the army, winning every battle along the way, without a single defeat in thirty years, and was awarded the title of King of Tu Nan."
The surrounding flag-bearers were full of admiration.
Agucha was surprised: the attack order had been given, and my father should concentrate on the command. Why did he say these words at this critical moment?