Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter One: Mr. Thirteen in the Barracks
Volume 2: Lake of Winter Chapter 1: Mr. Thirteen in the Military Camp
In the 14th year of the Tianqi period of the Tang Dynasty, the deserted tribes who had been in the cold northern region for thousands of years returned to the south and seized a large area of grassland in the left tent, which directly led to the cavalry of the royal court harassed and invaded the Central Plains further south. In order to deal with the danger that had not been encountered in ten years,
In the situation, the Xiling Temple issued an edict calling on the believers of Haotiandao and his righteous colleagues to assist Yan State in the invasion of the barbarians.
At the same time, the Tang Empire sent troops on the west road to aid Yan, calling them the Yan army.
Because of the arrival of reinforcements, the cavalry of the Zuozhang Wangting tribe seemed to be much more restrained, especially when the vanguard of the Tang Dynasty's aiding Yan army came to the northern wasteland of Yan on the eastern edge of Minshan Mountain, the Zuozhang Wangting Shanyu increased his efforts to all
With the constraints of the tribe, the barbarian rafting can no longer be found in the wilderness where the cold wind whistles.
The reason why barbarian cavalry is difficult to deal with is that they have a large area of broad grassland behind them. When they see that the momentum is wrong, they will escape into the long grass and cannot be pursued at all. Unless the kings of all countries in the world have the ambition and ambition of Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise
There is no way to completely eliminate this threat.
Therefore, when the barbarian cavalry invaded Yan territory less severely, after the Left Chanting Wangting sent a talk and envoy, the Central Plains troops gathered in the north of Yan territory did not go north strongly, but chose to station on the spot and relax their main minds.
On the defense of border fortresses everywhere, the situation in the border became much calmer.
More than 100,000 troops stationed outside Yan are known as the coalition forces of various countries in the Central Plains. In fact, in addition to young practitioners from the Southern Jin Yuelun countries, they are basically the local army of Yan and the army aided by the Tang Empire.
The so-called aiding army of Yan was the elite army of the western roadside of the Empire under General Xiahou. This army, known for its iron-blooded and cold-hearted, conquered the eleven cities of Yan State in the war ten years ago, leaving extremely painful for the people of Yan State.
Memories, in the eyes of the Yan people, these Tang people who claimed to be coming to support were even more hateful and terrifying than the barbarian cavalry on the grassland.
Based on such a simple emotional and power comparison, Yan State, from the monarch to ordinary soldiers, showed considerable vigilance to the Tang Dynasty's aid to Yan army in the west. Although it still sent pigs and cows to condolences on the surface, it was actually
The troops of the Central Yan State maintained a considerable distance from the Tang army. The two sides occupied the east and west fronts of the northern Yan border, looking at each other from afar, ignoring each other, and even took great energy to pay attention to each other's movements.
Young practitioners from all countries who came to receive the imperial edict of the Xiling Temple naturally stayed with the Yan team, while the students from Chang'an Chengnan Academy were naturally staying in the military camp of the Tang Dynasty's aiding Yan army.
It was late autumn, and the wasteland was cold first, and the air was foggy, and the grass was yellow.
There is a meadow outside the border military camp in Yanbei. The few trees on the meadow have already fallen. Standing here, your eyes can easily penetrate the clear sky and fall to a farther place. For example, in the distance
The black smoke that was burning in the wasteland was generated by some unknown thing, and the wounded soldiers lying on the carriage.
Now that the situation in the frontier is calm, peace talks may be held immediately, but in the depths of the wasteland, small-scale battles between the Tang cavalry and the grassland cavalry still occur occasionally, and bodies and wounded will be transported back in a few days.
Ning Que sat on the meadow and looked northwest. His hands on his knees slowly rubbed a small sign. The material of this sign was a bit weird, neither gold nor jade nor stone nor wood, very hard, and he left.
Before the academy set off, Senior Sister Yu Lian gave him it. He didn't pay attention at that time. Later, he remembered it while he was on the journey. He kept it in his hands and rubbed it with him. He was a little curious about the purpose of this brand, and he also used it to reduce the price of Chang'an City.
Nostalgia.
There was a blurry black line under the high sky in the northwest direction, which was not conspicuous. But he had been there, and he knew how tall and majestic the undulating mountains there were, so he felt that the sky and the wasteland were vast and unspeakable.
The vague black line is the Xiongxiong Minshan, which divides the northern part of the mainland into two pieces. When he was young, he and Sangsang mainly lived on the eastern foot of the Minshan Mountain. Ten years ago, when they walked out of the cliff on the west side, they met their homes that were destroyed.
Zhuoer, that memory is long ago, but it is still clear.
Because I walked by, I remember to go to the north, and there will be a naturally formed gap in the middle of Minshan Mountain. The Minshan Mountains, which run thousands of miles from south to north, have divided the southern part of the wasteland in half, and also separated the Tang Dynasty and Yan State.
Bypassing from the north of the wasteland, the army could only pass through that gap.
Such an important military location is naturally firmly held by the Tang Empire, where the most elite division of the Imperial Northern Army was stationed, and the most important military mission of the Imperial Northern Army was not to guard dangerous areas and threaten the grasslands.
The left tent royal court or Yan State in the east really worried the empire that the most powerful golden tent royal court on the wasteland was where Princess Li Yu once married.
The Weicheng Army Pass, which Ning Que has lived for many years, is one of the seven city gates. The seven city gates belong to the most inconspicuous frontier defense line of the elite division of the Northern Army. At this time, looking northwest, it seems that you can see the Weicheng on the other end of the Minshan Mountain.
The hometown that truly belonged to him and Sangsang couldn't help but feel some longing and warmth in my heart.
The old people in Weicheng don’t know how they live now, how are General Ma’s health, and whether they have received the silver notes sent by the carriage and horse stores in spring. If they know that they have made a fuss in Chang'an City, they will
How much wine should I drink to celebrate, and when should I and Sangsang go back to see them?
"I have been stationed here for more than a month, and I have only sent some cyclists to reconnaissance. When will I really attack? In a few days, winter will begin. Then I will enter the wasteland again. The soldiers will pay more than now.
cost."
A young officer sat beside Ning Que, his light armor was polished to a shiny look. Looking at the clear wasteland and the wounded soldiers on the carriage, he frowned slightly and said annoyedly: "I really don't know what the general's mansion is thinking.
, I heard that General Xiahou had not entered Yan at all, and is still in Tuyang City, which is really inappropriate."
Ning Que looked at him and smiled, saying, "Where is the need to kill a chicken? How can General Xiahou personally take action against the cavalry of the left tent royal court? The imperial court sent half of the Western Route Army here, which was enough for that.
The left-handed bill is in the face. General Xiahou stayed in Tuyang City and did not come to the frontier to command himself because he knew that this battle could not be fought at all. Since he did not have to go deep into the wasteland, what is the difference between the golden autumn and cold winter?"
The young officer is Chang Zhengming, a student of the academy. This military trainee with excellent grades in the second department of riding and shooting, once served in the Yulin Army. This time he came to the front line of the aid army in Yan and was assigned to the northernmost and most dangerous fortress.
However, he had no objection. Instead, he was eager to lead the cavalry into the wasteland and make great achievements for the empire like his predecessors. However, he did not expect that he would be trapped for more than a month, and the troops had no intention of going to war.
He was already a little depressed these days. He heard Ning Que say this and retorted: "The Central Plains countries have caused such a big disturbance. The temple has issued an edict. The empire sent reinforcements. How much does it take to chew grains every day?
It took so much effort to assemble the troops, how could it be possible not to fight?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "Then do you think this is going to be beaten?"
Chang Zhengming pointed to the carriages under the meadow and said, "Small-scale battles have been happening. I think it's not that I won't fight, but the coalition forces are arguing, and there is no way to confirm when a large-scale attack will begin."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "The small-scale battle will definitely continue, but that is to negotiate with the Left Court. You have to figure out what the ultimate goal of the total of more than 200,000 troops in the south of the wasteland is now. If you understand this
You can tell at first why this battle cannot be fought."
"Why?" Chang Zhengming asked with a frown.
Ning Que asked: "Why does the left tent royal court disturb the border?"
Chang Zhengming replied without thinking, "Because the barbarians are cruel and greedy by nature."
Ning Que said angrily: "Nonsense... no one is not greedy."
Chang Zhengming hesitated and said, "Is it because the deserted people moved south?"
Ning Que looked at the young officer and said, "The real enemy of the Left Tent Shanyu is the tribe of the deserted people behind it. The Xiling Temple issued an edict to be wary of the revival of the Demon Sect that the deserted people may cause when they go south. As for our Tang Empire...
The deserted people were beaten to be disabled by us. Of course, we must be wary of whether they will take revenge after they become strong. So in the final analysis, everyone is wary of those deserted people and warriors in more distant places."
The deserted people have been away from the wasteland for more than a thousand years, and for the people of the Central Plains, it is even more difficult to remember. During the journey to the frontier, the students of the academy made up for some knowledge and roughly understood the long history.
To them and the people of the Central Plains, this tribe still seems extremely mysterious.
"But I heard that there are only a few hundred thousand people left in the desert now. Even if the whole people are soldiers, it will not be able to pose any threat to the Central Plains. On the contrary, the left tent king's command is very good at fighting knights. If they really go south like locusts..."
"In your eyes, the powerful left tent royal court was robbed by the deserted people of a large area of grassland, driven to the south, and forced to cross the line that my Tang Dynasty drew for them. Now these deserts, known as natural warriors, are now known as natural warriors.
Only hundreds of thousands of people can do this. If they are given time to gain a foothold in the north and reproduce and grow, don’t you find it scary? What reason does the Xiling Temple and the imperial court not nervous?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "Don't forget that as long as there is enough food, it is always easy to have a child."
Chang Zhengming was silent for a long time and asked, "What should we do?"
Ning Que looked at the black smoke in the distance of the vast wasteland, thought for a moment and said, "Looking at the current situation, I guess the Xiling Temple and the imperial court have the same idea, which is to force the Left Chanting Wang Ting and the Wasteland people to start a war again.
They were responsible for giving him weapons and equipment and food, and they were responsible for fighting.”
Chang Zhengming asked in confusion: "The talent who can't beat Huang is forced to move south. How could the left tent royal court be so stupid that he turned around and fought?"
"That's why we are here now... The temple and the court are now making their posture very clear and wrote a multiple-choice question for the Shanyu to do. Or you play a game with us, or you can continue to support us and
If the deserter fights another game, you will definitely die in the former, and you may die in the latter, and there will always be a difference between you and you may always be."
Chang Zhengming was stunned. He didn't expect this matter to be so complicated. He said with emotion: "This multiple-choice question is really difficult to do."
Ning Que patted his shoulder and said, "Shanyu thought so too."
At this moment, dozens of the most elite Western Army light cavalry appeared behind the meadow. The elite captain in charge looked at Ning Quem above the meadow and seemed to want to get close but dared not
.
Chang Zhengming looked at the elite cavalry under the meadow that was as nervous as if facing a great enemy, and recognized that they should be the direct cavalry of the General's Mansion. He was slightly shocked and subconsciously glanced at Ning Que beside him.
The Tang army captain under the meadow looked up at Ning Que and said sadly: "Mr. Thirteen, it's too close to Manqi. It's really unsafe. Let's go back to the military camp, right?
"Mr. Thirteen?" Chang Zhengming asked in confusion as he looked at Ning Que.
Ning Que looked at the nervous cavalry under the meadow, sighed helplessly, patted his butt and stood up, explaining to Chang Zhengming: "They don't know who I am, they only know that I am ranked thirteenth."
Chang Zhengming stood up.
"Although I, the leader of the academy, is not responsible for your life and death, I always have to care about what you are doing."
Ning Que looked at him and said, "I came today to see your current situation. Since I was urged, I had to leave early. I will go to Bishui Camp tomorrow, with Situ Yilan and Wang Ying there."
"Thank you for your hard work." Chang Zhengming said seriously.
"It's just a patrolman who is offered to the table, eating, drinking and swaying around. Where is the hard work?"
Ning Que laughed at himself, waved his hand and told him not to give him away, and patted his butt and walked down the meadow.
Walking under the meadow, he looked at the border military captain who had followed him for a whole month, and the soldiers who looked around with cavalry, as if they might encounter grassland cavalry at any time, and said helplessly:
"This is still my Tang Dynasty military camp, why are you so nervous? Do you really want to follow me like this every day?"
The captain replied seriously: "The upward peak is strictly enforced, and I must ensure your safety if I wait."
Ning Que thought about the free but boring frontier life this month, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I'm just an ordinary cultivator. As a result, there are dozens of elite cavalry around him every day. What's that matter?
I am not General Xiahou, so how can I afford this treatment?"
The captain explained respectfully: "Mr. Thirteen, although we do not know your true identity, the general's military order clearly states that your safety is more important than the general's safety."
This is the real answer.
There are not many people on the West Roadside Army who know Ning Que's true identity. The reason why the General's Mansion cares so much about Ning Que's safety is not because General Xiahou knows his identity as a secret guard and comes with His Majesty's supervision mission, so he wants to
The isolation of his strength from the army is based on a very simple reason.
Dozens of students in the academy practiced on the front line and had to hone their combat skills and abilities with real swords and guns. This is a practice in the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, from ministers in the court to generals from the frontier, they only regard these young people as ordinary officers.
, However, Ning Que is not an ordinary college student, he is a student on the second floor of the academy.
Over the years, no student on the second floor of the academy has joined the army to participate in the practice. Only Ning Que is the special case. As the Master’s personal disciple, if such a person has problems on the front line, even if a hair is lost, it will trigger a situation.
A big uproar.
General Xiahou may be able to withstand His Majesty's anger, but I think he doesn't have the courage to face Master's disappointment.
So after coming from Chang'an to the border of Yanbei Wasteland, Ning Que did not return to the familiar iron-blooded years of conquest, but was offered up as his ancestor by the Western Roadside Army.
The military camp carefully protected his safety, whether it was drinking or eating meat, to meet any of his requirements... but would never let him get a little closer to some possible dangers. So, except to stick the gentle curves along the edge to go to the various military camps.
Gently visiting academy students like Chang Zhengming, he now has nothing to do.
Ning Que looked at the cavalry who were waiting to escort him away respectfully, couldn't help but sigh, put his fingers into his mouth and whistled. He saw a big dark horse coming out from the diagonal thorn behind the meadow.
The big dark horse carried a heavy luggage as heavy as a hill, but still walked like flying hooves, chewing things in its mouth. I don’t know what it could eat on this meadow where the leaves fell and the autumn grass was dyed with frosted leaves.
So happy.
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