This year's winter is particularly cold. Less than a month into winter, snowflakes are already falling from the sky.
The snow was not heavy, but it continued to fall in a generous manner. Seeing that the ground was already completely white, Chen Changqing was so happy that he drank three glasses of white wine during dinner.
"This Sansheng Sanshi wine is a perfect match for this snowy day."
After three glasses of wine, Chen Changqing felt warm all over. Suddenly he felt so excited that he simply took off his cotton robe, stepped into the snow, and started dancing with a three-foot green blade in his hand.
The sword light flashed for a moment, and with Chen Changqing's footsteps, he stepped out of the snow on the ground into a regular ring, and no more snowflakes fell within a two-meter radius.
After a set of swordsmanship was struck down, Chen Changqing's head was steaming with heat. The guards on the side clapped and applauded. Chen Changqing threw the sword to the guards and said: "Blow the drum, point the general."
The guard was stunned and quickly accepted the order and left.
The drums sounded, and within the time of burning incense, all the generals gathered in the commander's tent.
Chen Changqing glanced at the generals with squinted eyes, and then spoke slowly: "In the past, the Wala people captured our Jiayuguan Pass and slaughtered my people. How could we not avenge this? Now, the Wala people's food and grass have been robbed, and there is heavy snowfall. It is really a God-given opportunity.
The generals will obey the order, prepare the entire army, and attack in an hour."
All the generals accepted the order in unison, their blood boiling.
At this time, Yang Xuan and all his subordinates were huddled in the cave to keep warm.
They actually dug a natural cave in the mountain. The cave was big enough to accommodate everyone.
The entrance of the cave is wide, so even if you burn charcoal for warmth in the cave, you won't be poisoned.
Yang Xuan was standing at the entrance of the cave looking at the snow, feeling very proud of himself.
It snowed just after they robbed the grain. Although it was not enough to block the road, if the Oara people wanted to transport grain to the front line, it would be delayed for at least several days.
With tens of thousands of troops on the front line, they cannot endure hunger for even one day, let alone several days.
As long as they can't withstand it, they will have no choice but to retreat. At that time, Chen Changqing will definitely send troops and march all the way. Not to mention taking Jiayuguan, at least he will be able to block the enemy within the city.
"You think, if the Admiral sends troops, how should we cooperate?"
Chen, Li, Zhang and Huang, four members of the Qianhu household, were following Yang Xuan. They were used to it. Yang Xuan would often come up with an idea and then call a few of them to discuss it, so they simply stayed by his side to be ready at any time.
discuss.
Li Qianhu was shaving with a black steel knife. The beard all over his face was affecting his ability to eat, so he had to shave off some of it.
Hearing this, he quickly put down his sword: "General, the Wala people are short of food. If the admiral sends troops, they will retreat. We, more than five thousand people, can't do anything."
Yang Xuan looked at the other people and Huang Qianhu said: "I also think what Li Qianhu said makes sense. There are at least 50,000 Oara people on the front line. Plus there are Oara people scattered everywhere. Together they probably won't be able to do anything."
There are already 80,000 out of 100,000. If we try to block their retreat, they won’t be able to fight with us.”
Chen Qianhu on the side expressed a different opinion: "It is said in the general's sixteen-character formula that when the enemy is tired, I will fight, and when the enemy retreats, I will pursue him. Now that the Wala people are short of food and encountering wind and snow, isn't this the right way to kill the enemy?"
A great time?"
Everyone suddenly realized: "Chen Qianhu's words make sense."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Yang Xuan nodded and said: "The enemy army is so powerful that intercepting it is definitely not possible, but with such a big piece of fat, it's really unreasonable not to take a few bites. I think we should still go with this."
The method of harassment is as much as you can eat."
"The general is wise."
Yang Xuan said: "We will have an extra meal today, including roasted sheep and other things. We will eat well before fighting, and then we will go down the mountain at night. No matter when the Oara people withdraw, let's go and fight first."
"Follow orders."
Including Yang Xiao, there were a total of five thousand households, each leading their subordinates to attack. They were like five prairie wolves, always patrolling the periphery of the Wala people's territory. Whenever they found an opportunity, they would pounce on them and take a bite.
If there are too few people, you can't defeat them. If there are too many people, you will encounter an ambush if you catch up. If you gather a large army to surround and intercept them, they will go straight up the mountain.
The Wara people have been troubled by the harassment for days. They belong to different tribes and do not always gather together except under military orders.
Yang Xuan had already obtained this information from the prisoners, and this was the loophole he took advantage of.
The light snow lasted for five or six days before it finally stopped. The troops on the front line of the Walas could hardly bear it anymore. Two meals a day became one meal every two days. The Walas people were so hungry that their hands and feet were weak.
However, Da Sheng's army took the opportunity to launch an attack. They were defeated in several battles and had no choice but to retreat.
How could Chen Changqing let go of such a great opportunity? He chased the Wala people from behind. Not only did the Wala people not have food to eat, but also the horses. They couldn't run fast. They could only fight and retreat. In two days,
, haven’t evacuated a hundred miles yet.
And just as the two sides were chasing each other, the snow, which had stopped for two days, started falling again.
During the fierce battle, goose-feather-like snowflakes fell. When both the enemy and us realized that the sky was filled with snow, they both subconsciously stopped wielding their weapons.
Immediately afterwards, both sides issued orders. The difference was that the Wala people blew the horn of retreat, while the Dasheng side sounded the war drum of march.
The snow this time was much heavier than before. Overnight, the snow reached the ankles. The blood on the battlefield was completely covered by the snow, leaving a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth.
There is the same blue sky above our heads, and the enemy and we are enduring the same wind and snow. However, one side is retreating, while the other is pursuing victory, and the morale and morale of the army are completely different.
At the same time, in an abandoned village, Yang Xuan was looking around with a telescope when he suddenly saw a black spot appearing in front of him and gradually approaching.
"I'm coming."
Yang Xuan became excited: "If you don't come here, I will freeze to death."
The orders to prepare for the attack were passed down one after another. The abandoned village seemed to suddenly come to life, and the soldiers began to whisper to each other in low voices.
"Silence!"
The order was given and the village became quiet again.
As the Wala defeated army gradually approached, Yang Xuan frowned: "Something's wrong. There are a lot of enemies. I estimate there are twenty to thirty thousand."
Li Qianhu on the side quickly asked: "Then shall we take action?"
Yang Xuan put down the telescope and breathed into his hand: "Of course we have to take action. The Admiral has said that we should try our best to hold off the Wala people and double-team them from the front and rear."
Li Qianhu nodded, took out the ringing arrow from his pocket, and looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan held down his hand: "Don't worry, wait for the enemy to get closer and catch them by surprise."
Since the Oara people withdrew their troops in a large scale, Chen Changqing's scouts went deep into the enemy's rear and contacted Yang Xuan, and then formulated a plan to let Yang Xuan lead troops to intercept the enemy.
But this is easier said than done. With such a small force, they can only risk their lives when facing twenty to thirty thousand enemy troops.
The Wala people were getting closer and closer, and Yang Xuan could see the fatigue and frustration on their faces through the telescope, so he slowly raised his hand.
The moment the Wala people entered the encirclement, Yang Xuan's hand suddenly waved down, and Li Qianhu pulled the trigger of the crossbow.
The sounding arrow instantly jumped up into the air and made a shrill whistle at the same time.
