Chapter four hundred and seventy-eight moonlight coup for the moon
Chapter 478 Yue Se’s clever plan (please subscribe for the third update, please vote for the month!)
After several days of bloody battles, the forest farm is already a pale scene. ("")
In the forest, the blood that gathered into rivers was frozen into ice. It condensed on the hillside, like a red horse, hanging from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
It's more like a bloody waterfall hanging on the snow-capped mountainside.
By this time, it was already late at night.
The cold moonlight shone down, the mountains were covered with heavy snow, and there was a cold silver color.
On the hillside, the blood-colored waterfall reflected the cold and hazy moonlight, shining brightly like a red gem. The bright red formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding blue and white.
On the top of the mountain, the burning torches were dotted with stars, meeting the bright moon in the sky in the cold night.
Groups of bonfires were burning brightly. The blazing flames dyed the night sky red.
Incomprehensible laughter rang out on the top of the mountain and echoed in the night sky.
There... is where the Turks live.
At the foot of the mountain, in a mountain col five miles away.
Zhou Yafu, who was covered in tattered armor, with a bloody face and messy hair, looked at the military report in his hand and shouted angrily. As if going crazy, he shook the military report in his hand, widened his eyes, and questioned the messenger with murderous intent.
: "What? Tell me to retreat?"
At this time, Zhou Yafu was like an enraged tiger, biting anyone he saw.
This guy had just been attacked overnight by the Turks and lost his position on the hilltop. He fled here in embarrassment, holding a bird's breath in his chest with nowhere to vent it.
Suddenly, a doormat fell from the sky. Moreover, it also brought a bird order. Zhou Yafu was so angry that he went crazy on the spot.
Seeing General Zhou baring his teeth at him like a mad dog, the herald could not help but feel his scalp numb.
With a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "Don't be angry, General Zhou. General Hou said, is this a tactic to delay the attack?"
"Slow down, who should you slow down?" Zhou Yafu stretched out his hand and pointed at the mountain top lit by countless torches, and then pointed at himself and said: "Slow down them, or slow down me? How about slowing down the troops? Hou San knows a thing!"
When the messenger heard this, his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.
General Hou knows a thing, but at least he failed to check it and lost it. You old man, you have a very high self-esteem, and no one can look down on you. As a result, you lost half of the forest farm. You finally managed to get back to the top of the mountain, but before your butt could warm up, you lost it.
He was so disgraced by the Turks that he retreated in defeat.
However, I can only think about this in my heart. If I really say it out loud, this angry old man will probably eat me alive on the spot.
Thinking of this, the ordering soldiers did not dare to go beyond the limit. "" just smiled, clasped his fists and said: "This plan was decided by the military advisor, so, General Zhou, look..."
After hearing the word "strategist", Zhou Yafu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Strategist? Lu Heng? Is he here?"
The messenger smiled and nodded: "The emperor's army arrived at Yanmen Pass in the evening. After discussing the current situation with General Hou and others, they formulated this plan. Moreover, the military advisor also said that if the ministries fail to implement it well, military law will be enforced!
"
After saying that, the messenger raised his head and looked at Zhou Yafu slyly, with an unmistakable look of ridicule in his eyes.
Didn't you, old man, just say that this plan is nonsense? What do you do now?
"Yeah!" After hearing that this plan was formulated by Lu Heng, Zhou Yafu changed his arrogance and domineering attitude, solemnly picked up the military report, and nodded solemnly: "What a brilliant plan!"
However, Zhou Yafu doesn’t know what’s so wonderful about it!
The messenger who was still waiting to see Zhou Yafu make a fool of himself was stunned when he saw the old man's shameless denial.
"What else did the military advisor say?" Zhou Yafu put the military report away like a pilgrim. After thinking about it, he asked.
The ordering soldier coughed, then looked at the old general with gloating, and said: "The military adviser said, General, you are only allowed to retreat five miles to Huangtu Slope. Then immediately organize a defense line on Huangtu Slope to support the Turks. The Turks must not be allowed to
Break through every cent. If we lose Huangtu Slope again, we will engage in military law!"
After hearing this, Zhou Yafu suddenly became solemn. He frowned and said, "The terrain of the Loess Slope is relatively low and cannot stop the Turkic cavalry from charging down from above. How can we stop it?"
The messenger shrugged his shoulders, with a helpless expression on his face: "The military advisor said, that's your business!"
When Zhou Yafu heard this, he couldn't take a breath and almost suffocated to death.
However, although he was unhappy, Zhou Yafu didn't show it. It was obvious that Lu Heng, the boy, knew that he had lost the forest farm. Although he didn't say anything, he was still dissatisfied.
Zhou Yafu felt his face get hot when he thought of that meeting in Baoding, Hebei Province, when he was so arrogant.
However, after he calmed down and thought about it again, Zhou Yafu still recognized the favor given to him by Lu Heng.
Losing the forest farm was a capital crime. But Lu Heng did not punish him, but let him continue to lead the troops in the battle. Although the task was a bit more difficult, it was still an opportunity to atone for his sins.
With this thought in his mind, Zhou Yafu stopped talking, with a solemn expression on his face, he cupped his hands and said: "I don't have much to say. I only have one sentence to ask my brother to reply to the military advisor. It's a shame that the enemy is still alive!"
After saying that, Zhou Yafu took a deep breath, held his hands firmly, and saluted the herald.
Seeing the old man's resolute expression, his messy beard and hair flying in the night wind, and his whole person like an unsheathed sword, at this moment, cold light shone out. The ordering soldier felt solemn, nodded heavily, and said with cupped hands
: "General, take care!"
After saying this, the messenger took a few people and went to Yanmen Pass to reply to the letter under the cover of night. (《》)
Behind him, Zhou Yafu turned his head, looked at Qin Shihu beside him, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Old Qin, prepare to fight to the death!"
When Qin Shihu heard this, he smiled slightly and nodded.
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The night is miserable and cold.
Late at night when the snow stopped, it was even colder.
On the hillside, several Turkic soldiers were hiding on the rocks, yawning and chatting about the past few days.
The humming sound echoed in the night. On the hilltop behind them, thousands of soldiers were happily celebrating the battle to capture the hilltop.
The sound of laughter and joy came along with the aroma of fine wine, seducing several Turkic soldiers on the mountainside to swallow their saliva.
The wind blows and the snow rolls in.
The raging cold wind penetrated everywhere, and the few Turkic soldiers who were hiding on the rocks on the mountain shivered involuntarily due to the cold wind.
A Turkic soldier sniffled, raised his hand and rubbed his numb face. Then he stood up and moved his frozen legs and feet. He subconsciously glanced down the mountain from the corner of his eye.
Just as he was about to squat down and continue warming himself by the fire, suddenly, his whole body froze in place like a lightning strike.
Pointing at the bottom of the mountain, the Zhou soldiers retreated quietly, their mouths opened wide, and they were speechless.
"Hey, Moller, your tongue has been frozen by the cold wind? Can't you even speak?" A soldier laughed when he saw it.
He reached out and prepared to pull him to sit down and continue chatting by the fire. However, he found that his companion's face seemed to be wrong. Curious, the soldier stood up and looked down the mountain in the direction Moller pointed.
When I saw this, I was immediately shocked.
He stared at the foot of the mountain dumbfounded, his mouth opened wide, and he was speechless.
The last captain sitting by the fire stood up cursing after hearing the sound. After taking a look, he was also stunned.
He stared wide-eyed at the densely packed Zhou soldiers at the foot of the mountain, and quietly exited the woods. Only then did the tenth captain react: "Did the Zhou soldiers retreat?"
The other two people turned their heads, looked at him with disbelief in their eyes, and nodded in unison.
After the three of them were stunned for a long time, the tenth captain finally realized what he was doing. He bent down and grabbed the scimitar, and said anxiously: "Quick, report to the general!"
A moment later, the sound of the horn resounded through the night sky, completely shattering the tranquility of the bright moon and clear snow.
The Turks on the mountain began to gather rapidly.
The torches swayed and flew wildly, like a sea of fire flowing in the night, dazzling people.
Countless Turkic soldiers wearing sheepskin dwarfs, under the leadership of their respective commanders, began to get on their horses. Shaking the scimitars in their hands, they roared and rushed towards the direction of the Chinese army Ashinabat.
War horses galloped, iron hooves swept across, and snow flew up randomly. The entire mountaintop was filled with a chaotic snow mist.
The blazing torches dyed the entire night sky red.
Ashinabat was riding on a divine maroon horse. His face was trembling ferociously. His eyes were as greedy as a wolf. After glancing at the tens of thousands of Turkic warriors in front of him, Ashinabat
, pulled out the jeweled scimitar from his waist, pointed the blade straight ahead, and shouted loudly: "Warriors, the timid Zhou people have been frightened by the bravery of our warriors. Now, taking advantage of the night, these big gangs
The Zhou wastes have begun to retreat. However, there is a saying in the Great Zhou, which is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. Warriors, draw out your swords and use your blades to tell those cowards of the Great Zhou and those who dare to offend our great Turks how miserable their fate will be.
!kill!"
"kill!"
Tens of thousands of Turkic troops raised their swords and shouted.
Affected by this murderous aura, the war horse suddenly became restless, snorting and moving continuously with its four hooves.
"Kill!" Seeing that the momentum of the soldiers was mobilized, Ashinabat shook the reins of his horse vigorously. After the maroon horse neighed, it rushed forward like lightning, and he rushed out first.
Behind him, tens of thousands of Turkic troops moved in unison.
Thousands of horses galloped down from the top of the mountain, the sound was like thunder, shaking the heaven and the earth, and the momentum was overwhelming.
"They moved!"
Zhou Yafuyi, who was already on the loess slope, stood at the highest point. After taking a look with a telescope, he said in a deep voice.
The night wind blew, and Zhou Yafu's gray beard and hair were flying in the wind. The cloak on his body made a cold sound.
Under the silver moonlight, Zhou Yafu's face was like water and he was extremely calm.
After putting down the telescope, Zhou Yafu looked forward, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Old Qin, go and arrange it!"
Beside him, Qin Shihu nodded slightly when he heard the words. Then he turned and walked towards the soldiers setting up defense behind him.
The murderous aura instantly enveloped the world, and the bright moon hanging high in the night sky seemed to be frightened by this murderous aura and hid in the clouds.
The earth is dark!
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At the same time, hundreds of miles away, a huge black army came from Yanmen Gate, and in the cold night, it marched towards the forest farm position in a mighty manner.
When the army approached the forest farm, it suddenly split into two. One group contained about 20,000 people. Suddenly its direction changed and headed towards the loess slope.
The other one suddenly increased its marching speed and headed towards the forest farm.
The leader was the old wolf with deep visible scars on his face.
At this time, Lao Wang really looked like a ferocious wolf king, with fierce eyes, holding a saber, and galloping on his horse.
Behind him, tens of thousands of troops trampled on the flying snow, following step by step.
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Yanmen Pass
The clouds dispersed and the bright moon hung high.
The cold moonlight shone down, covering the entire mountain with a hazy cyan light.
Looking up, you can see the green mountains, which are like waves in the sea, stretching endlessly in the night. You can't see the edge at a glance.
On the dilapidated city tower, soldiers covered in armor hold weapons in their hands and look solemn.
Lu Heng, who had put on a suit of armor, led Agui and others up the tower in the silent night.
After saying hello with a smile to the soldiers who were so excited and couldn't believe it, a few of them stood directly under the city tower, looking not far ahead at the Turkic camp that was moving like flying fireballs with countless torches.
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"They seem to know your clever plan?"
Beside him, Ouyang Ruolan had excellent eyesight. After seeing the scene of troop mobilization in the Turkic camp, he turned his head, with a hint of cunning in his beautiful eyes, and said to Lu Heng with a slight smile.
The moonlight is like sand, falling gently.
Ouyang Mochou, clad in silver moonlight, looks like a fairy. Her beautiful eyes are dancing as she talks and laughs.
The beauty that circulated inadvertently made the soldiers on the city wall stunned.
"It's too late to know now!"
Lu Heng stood proudly at the top of the city with his hands behind his back. After taking a look at the Turkic camp, he smiled coldly and said with disdain in his tone.
He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
After taking a deep breath of the cold air, I suddenly felt comfortable all over.
"At the time of the Qin Dynasty, there was a bright moon and at the time of the Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles away have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and they will not teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains!"
After reciting Wang Changling's masterpiece aloud, my heart became even more excited.
Behind him, Agui, Hou San and others were all infected by the incomparable heroic spirit in this poem. They held the handle of the knife tightly in their hands. Looking at the Turkic camp not far from the city, they also felt that it was not so
Got nervous.
Not only the soldiers and generals were like this, but even Ouyang Mochou, who was bathed in the moonlight and dressed in Taoist robes like a fairy, smiled slightly after hearing the poem recited by Lu Heng.
Lu Heng's eyes were filled with brilliance. A touch of tenderness that was hard to detect passed through his watery gaze.