Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 21, Mounted as a Thief (5)
Volume 2: The Lake of Winter Chapter 21: Mounting as a Thief (5)
The wind blows all the time in the winter wasteland. The wind may not be very strong, but it penetrates deep into the cotton-padded clothes like a fine comb, combing away every wisp of warmth from the human body. But Mo Shanshan still wears that thin white skirt, with his waist
The blue belt between her eyes was as faint as a deep lake, forming a strong contrast with her straight and diffuse eyes.
Her dark eyebrows slowly raised, she looked at Ning Que and asked: "You killed their general, aren't you worried that these Yanqi will hate you, do nothing in the battle, or even attack the horse thieves directly?"
surrender?"
"The cultivation of trusted officers in the army will inevitably harm the interests of the lower-level soldiers, so the relationship between the dead general and these cavalry will not be very good, especially since they are Yan cavalry. I am from the Tang Dynasty, and I understand these very well."
Ning Que used his fingers to carefully confirm whether the straw ropes connected to the handles of the three plain knives were strong. He lowered his head and replied: "I killed the Yan general just now and restrained the officers. The two hundred Yan cavalry were indeed angry, but
It’s not sadness and anger, which means they are not sad, this anger comes more from fear and uneasiness.”
Mo Shanshan looked at the hat that covered most of his face and said: "They are afraid of you...Fear makes people want to stay away. Maybe it is for this reason that they may surrender to the horse thieves."
"As a soldier, even if you are a weak Yan *** person, it is a very difficult decision to surrender to the horse thieves. But such a decision requires thinking, and thinking requires a relaxed psychological environment."
Ning Que raised his head, looked at the horse thieves who were still patrolling in the wilderness but had not launched an attack, and said: "The situation is too tense now, and arrows may fall on their heads at any time. Those Yan cavalry have no time and environment to think.
, they are now like a group of helpless wild horses that have lost their leader. As long as one horse runs out, they will subconsciously follow blindly, and what I want is their blind obedience."
Mo Shanshan looked at his profile and said, "Have you ever been in the army?"
Ning Wanwan nodded.
Mo Shanshan gently stroked the hair on his cheek and said after a moment of silence: "I can indeed learn a lot from being with you."
Ning Que looked at her and smiled, and said: "You're welcome, and the things you can learn from me are actually not good things. If possible, I hope I never have the chance to learn these things in my life."
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After losing the usually domineering and aloof generals and the officers who only knew how to flatter and steal military honors, the two hundred Yanqi were indeed not very sad, but just a little angry. And it was precisely because of the loss of these leaders that their
As Ning Que expected, his anger quickly turned into confusion, and finally into quiet obedience.
Any army that is capable of conquering and fighting must have its own unique temperament. It is a pity that the Yan army obviously does not have that kind of temperament. If it were replaced by any Tang army, it would definitely not be like this after the general was killed.
Obey the other person's instructions obediently and honestly.
Ning Que was very satisfied with Yan Jun's unique temperament without temperament.
He did not appear in front of the scene to give personal orders, but passed on the orders one after another through the carriage where Mo Shanshan was sitting. Zhuizhihua and other four Mochiyuan disciples temporarily took the place of the Yan army officers and carried out the purge.
The camp was in order, the sentries were withdrawn, and defenses were strengthened. All orders were implemented as quickly as possible. No one, including Yan Qi, had any complaints. The order and atmosphere were even better than in the previous days.
The grain team has embarked on the journey north, and more than 600 horse thieves still follow. According to the commands from the carriage, the speed of the entire grain delivery team is accurately controlled within a certain range, and constantly changes changes.
It is fast and fast. Although the people who are driving and driving food cars are undoubtedly a kind of torture, they still persist after all, and they have more or less disturbing those horse thieves.
Then, then
The most dangerous twilight time is to spend between the silent forward pursuit. The grain team is dragged into a long dragon and entered a rare low -lying area between the wasteland. At this time, the sky is dark and the light is blurred.
The so -called low -lying areas are because the bun men on the left and right sides are rolling. In the dim sight, there is no end to the end, as if it is the mountain gorge in the south, but the terrain is slightly slower, not so steep.
The dozens of swallows in front of the road, after hearing the whistle from behind, couldn't help but feel a little surprised, because the whistle said that the grain team decided to stop here.
Anyone who has some common sense of military knowledge will not choose to settle in such a low place. Both the meadow on both sides of the low ground will be pulled down by the hundreds of horses.
The defense will be broken in a very short time, which is very dangerous.
Immediately after, the latest order came from the carriage, allowing the grain car to gather into a formation, folded down the carriage board to make a big shield, but did not let the people dig into the pit, nor did it set a stumbling horse cable in the dark areas on both sides.
It feels like the people in the carriage have given up their defense, waiting for the attack of the horse thieves.
The last twilight strikes from the sky, reflecting the dying and struggling blood red. The low -lying land of the grain team is already dim. It is blurred that people hurriedly dismantled the carriage board, and the smoke of the way rose.
Suddenly, those smokes that had not been tall just ascended, as if frozen by the cold air. The busy people looked up at the meadow on the left. The body was suddenly stiff and silent.
Hundreds of riding thieves appear on more than a hundred feet meadow. This is the closest time for the horse thief and the grain team these days.
The forests are burning fiercely, giving a very severe sense of compression.
Ning Que set off a bit of the hat, looking at the tight horse thief group on the meadow, his brows slowly raised. He noticed that today's horse thief became more disciplined and more silent. No horse thief provoked the whistle.
He noticed that there were more than ten more riders in front of the horse thief.
The reason why he had "more" more than ten rides was because he confirmed that these ten horse thieves with more than ten riders have never appeared in his own vision, that is to say, these ten riders have just arrived today.
The auspicious changes of the horse thief team are precisely because of the arrival of these horse thieves.
"Even if it is not the representative of the power behind, these ten riders should be the person of the principal." Ning Que looked at the horse thieves who were holding the camp and pointed at the camp, looking at the covers on their faces, whispered, and whispered.
Said: "If you have a chance, find a way to kill these ten ten, maybe you can siege."
Mo Shanshan stood beside his shoulder, looked at the indifferent place, and said, "You once said that the goal of these horse thieves is not grain, killing people can not play any role."
"The horse thief is a horse thief. The raised horse thief is still a horse thief. They are afraid of death than anyone else, and I believe that whether it is the king court or the king of Yan, you must raise so many horse thieves on the wasteland."
Ning Que glanced at her and said, "That is to say, these horse thieves are not uniform. They just listen to the more than ten riders who have just arrived today, kill these people, the horse thief will fade up."
Immediately afterwards, he looked at her seriously and said: "Still that sentence, you are the strongest person in the entire team, so if you are not at the end, you must not shot, otherwise you will waste it."
Mo Shanshan's eyes are slightly drooping, and the long eyelashes are put on the fair skin, reflecting the last twilight. It is very beautiful, and the slightly drum cheeks are cute, but the silence of not talking is very unbearable.
Ning Que no longer cares about her, unloaded the heavy package from the back of the big dark horse, stuffed it into the carriage behind him, and said carefully: "The things in the package are important to me, help me keep it."
Mo Shanshan raised his head and looked at him and said, "Your secret?"
Ning Que said: "Yes."
"You seem to have a lot of secrets."
"You also have a lot." Ning Que said.
Mo Shanshan's eyes narrowed slightly and asked, "Why don't you worry about the horse thief's night strike all the way?"
Ning Que looked at her slightly squinting eyes, looking at the nice wrinkles in the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help thinking of the leaves of a plant, as if it was a willow tree?
"The reason is simple, because it is difficult to find the property hidden in the caravan at night, and wait until the day to search, and I am afraid that the border army will see the warning and then searches.
It is something that a horse thief is unbearable. It is rare to follow with them for so many days. "
Mo Shanshan's eyebrows were slightly raised, saying, "Since it is rare, why can't they launch a night attack rarely?"
Ning Que found that he was really easy to lose to this girl in white. After a little silence, he said: "These are the principles that the ancestors of the horse thief used the blood of blood with blood, they will not depart."
"Maybe they can't think of departure, because this is already the instinctual consciousness of their bone marrow." Ning Que looked at her and said, "Just like you write a symbol, you don’t need to write that symbol.
The ink pen will make a choice in advance before your thinking and walk on your own. "
Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly and asked, "Do you know the charm too?"
Ning Que smiled gentlely and answered: "Understand slightly."
Perhaps it was because of the coming of the war. Maybe the twilight is too beautiful, and the night is too close. At this time, in his eyes, Mo Shanshan will become a lot pleasing to the eye. Although her eyes are still proud and indifferent, he secretly thinks, so that she should be with her.
The reputation status in the world should be so.
Similarly, Mo Shanshan also felt that the young Tang people became a lot more pleasing to the eye.
Nympho
Nympho
This night, Ning Que spent the Yan Army cavalry behind the teams. He ordered those Yan to ride a sleep with his seat and not allowed to remove armor. He also wore a light armor of the Yan army.
"The reinforcements are already on the road, as long as we support Zhongtian, we will win."
Next to the fire, he watched the Yan Guo cavalry who looked at the Yan Guo cavalry who looked stunned and even a little numb.
The expression of Yan Qi finally changed, and a thing called hopes began to appear in his eyes.
Ning Que didn't know if there would be reinforcements. He only knew that the horse thieves would definitely attack early tomorrow morning. If the situation went wrong, he would not hesitate to escape on his big black horse.
Just don't forget to bring the package. Well, you should also bring Tmall Girl and Zhuzhihua... Mo Shanshan should also bring it... It seems that there are too many things and people to bring.
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(I will finish 10,000 words on Monday and continue tomorrow. Well, the number of days I promised seems to be too many.)