Great Sui Guoshi

Being granted by the imperial edict of the Sui Dynasty, the most important thing is to protect the world's good weather. Political affairs and military affairs should not be involved too much. If this is the case, all the ascetics in the world will be involved. Wouldn't it become a mess of Shang and Zhou gods?

After thinking about it, Lu Liangsheng shook his head and put the teapot aside.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with living in the mansion. I happen to have a disciple in the city, so I can stay for a few days and wait for news from the north."

"You are my nephew, who in the house dares to gossip?!"

When the old man heard that he was about to leave, his tone was quite excited. His old friend Shu Huagong passed away many years ago, and now there are fewer and fewer people who can speak.

"Master stays at the disciple's home, which is why people criticize him. If you want to see him, you can call him."

Afterwards, after asking who that person was, he learned from Lu Liangsheng that it was Yu Wentuo, the royal family of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It's a big taboo to be an official. Min Changwen has been an official for many years, how can he not know this truth.

But to put it bluntly, let the scholar stay in the mansion for a few days, and then leave the small courtyard with satisfaction, to deal with some official duties brought home, Lu Liangsheng sent him to the Crescent Gate, and then returned to the courtyard.

The last blush of the setting sun fell, and inside the open window lattice of the house, Taoist Toad yawned lazily, sat on the window frame and smacked his lips.

"Why don't you leave?"

Hum ang huh~~

The old donkey, who had unloaded the bookshelves, was chewing the forage leisurely, walked over to the window lattice from the back of the other courtyard, raised his neck, thrust his muzzle and nose at him, and shook his two long ears, beckoning the toad to jump up and take him for a walk nearby.

"Go aside, the old man is not in the mood."

Waving the webbed, he slapped the beak of the protruding donkey, squatted on the window frame, propped his chin, and thought about going to the northwest. Toad was probably a little worried. So what five-color village... Uh, what is five-color village?

"Master, what are you thinking of sitting here?"

When Lu Liangsheng came back from the Crescent Gate, he saw Taoist Toad sitting there with his chin propped up, his big eyes were filled with sentimentality. It's time.

Suddenly thinking of this, Lu Liangsheng became interested in painting, and asked Wang Banxia, ​​who was rubbing the bamboo slips in the room to look at the books in the room, to help move out the easel, while he himself took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, lifted a stool and placed it outside, and saw Min Yuerou changed into a pink dress, stood there with a bowl of soup, and looked at him with a smile.

"This is what I told the kitchen to cook... Mr. Lu wants to paint, so I will help you."

Quickly put down the porcelain bowl, grabbed Lu Liangsheng in front of him, put the green ink on the stone inkstone, Wang Banyan took out the easel and set it up, "Looking" at the scene in front of him, sighed, shook his head and walked back to the house slowly Here, I went to touch my book.

know...know

Know!

Know!

The cicadas were lying on the swaying branches and neighing annoyingly, and the Taoist toad on the window frame showed his white belly, lying on his side and supporting his head, looking at a man and a woman outside, muttering and wriggling in his mouth.

The cool wind blows into the small courtyard, and the scholar in a white robe asks about the faint fragrance wafting from his side, picks up a pen and dips it in ink, the tip of the pen falls to the spread scroll, and occasionally, under the smiling eyes of the woman, reaches out to take the hand Here comes the soup, take a sip.

While the woman covered her mouth and laughed softly, in the painting, a picture of a toad propping its chin, sitting on the window lattice thinking about autumn, gradually took shape in the red sunset.

The old tree rustled softly, and the birds staying on the top of the tree slid across the sunset to the eaves of the front yard. A group of four scholars came in in a hurry, quite embarrassed, and met Min Changwen, who was handling official business, and talked about what happened early this morning. This made the old man angry and sent the four of them away.

The old man's daughter, how could it be like that!

Soon, back to the side yard, under the old camphor tree, my daughter sat aside, watching the scholar brushing his calligraphy and painting, and swallowed the words of questioning, and did not bother.

He stroked his beard and beard, and went back with his hands behind his back to continue handling official duties. After all, the war in the north still required a strategy from the rear.

May my Sui border be peaceful!

......

In the north, at the boundary of Zhoupan, the setting sun turned into the last ray of light and was setting on the top of the mountain.

Burning arrows were nailed to the flesh and black smoke came out. Someone stood up from among the corpses staggeringly, propped up the broken gun body, and looked at the vast ground in front of him. The spreading Turkic cavalry raised dust and smoke, and they were receding from the field of vision. .

"What time is it dialed..."

The soldier was weak and murmured, spitting out a mouthful of bloody sputum, and his comrades came to help them, and they stumbled back together. The blood at their feet stretched out the bodies of countless Sui soldiers and Hu people. A lonely war horse lingered beside its dead master and screamed. Soon, someone came Take it away.

As the sky darkened, Qu Yuanfeng helped to carry the corpses of his comrades in the temporary tent. The soil under his feet became muddy with blood, leaving bloody footprints. Looking at the piled up corpses, many of them were talking and holding There are Turkic ears and fingers, and they will bite off a piece of flesh and blood until they die.

Such a tragic situation made him feel aggrieved and uncomfortable.

In all the battles, his side was only a weak front. The Turkic Khan Shabolao who came over sent 3000 troops from his tribe to the south, and the general Daxi Changru fought and left with [-] people, and it dragged on for two days. , Some soldiers lost their weapons, so they used their fists and teeth to fight to the death. When they found them, the corpses hugged each other tightly...

"Captain, can we win?"

The soldiers following Qu Yuanfeng looked at the blood on their fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "... Will reinforcements come?"

"There will be."

Three thousand to one hundred thousand, now there are only seven or eight hundred people left, and almost everyone is injured. Qu Yuanfeng's eyes were red, and he pursed his lips and repeated: "Yes."

The yelling and screaming of the wounded around them stopped abruptly. Many seriously injured soldiers died after being carried back. The comrades who collected the corpses stood up with tears in their eyes. The main tent, lift the curtain and enter.

"General Daxi, the general will call for battle tomorrow!"

The bonfire in the tent fell, and the figure who was discussing tomorrow's deployment with several lieutenants stopped speaking. On the blood-stained armor, the general named Daxi Changru slowly turned his face and looked at him very tiredly. Qu Yuanfeng, who knelt on one knee and cupped his hands at the opening of the tent, his expression sank, turned his face away, and waved at him.

"No."

Turn around and go back, and continue to explain the route of retreat and the arrangement of the battle tomorrow.

"General!!"

Qu Yuanfeng raised his face and roared, staring at each word with reddish eyes.

"Qu Yuanfeng invites you to fight, and breaks the empress for all my colleagues!!"

Chapter 327 Fenglin Volcano

The flickering lights illuminated the spread out map, as the chief general of the army, Daxi Changru pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Qu Yuanfeng, who asked to fight behind him, was really unwilling to use it too much. Before leaving, the Duke of Yue sent him a letter, telling him that this person's relationship is extraordinary and should not be put in danger...

But now the soldiers are fighting fiercely, more than 700 people are fighting fiercely with [-] Turkic people, and more than [-] heads of the enemy have been beheaded. It is a dazzling achievement wherever they are placed. However, there are only [-] people left in the battalion. Can they survive? It is unknown that the second prince and Duke Yue's reinforcements will arrive.

In the past few days, he frequently assigned combat missions and sent letters for help to the rear. The journey was far away, and even if the reinforcements arrived at the first time, it would take half a month.

There is really no other way...

The camp was quiet, and the oil lamps stood on the simple long table, illuminating the surroundings on and off. Several lieutenants were worried and called out in a low voice.

"General."

Daxi Changru came back to his senses, hummed, turned his head sideways, and looked at the figure kneeling on one knee at the opening of the tent, with his hands folded and his face bowed. After a while, he let out a long breath and lowered his voice.

"Are you really willing to break up?"

Qu Yuanfeng arched his hands heavily: "Yuanfeng only brought two hundred soldiers under his command to buy time for the other compatriots in the camp to evacuate!"

Daxi Changru nodded, and waved his hand to let the deputy general around him lead the remaining 500 soldiers to evacuate overnight. Soon, the military order was issued quietly, and the camp became restless. Flushing wet red, he bowed to them.

Some even knelt down and kowtowed to the two hundred soldiers.

In the oppressive atmosphere, five hundred wounded soldiers followed their respective generals and left the camp, heading south into the night, the whole camp became empty, Qu Yuanfeng turned his head, glanced away at the tense faces behind him, and grinned.

"It's time for us to show our performance. How can we let foreigners be arrogant inside the Great Wall!"

In the stillness of the night, in the light of the torches held up, one after another silently nodded and dispersed, pulling out the sabers around their waists to sharpen them, and there was a sound of sharpening knives, someone raised his face and asked: "Captain, can you really help me?" Brothers hold the Turks?"

"can."

Qu Yuanfeng, who was sitting on a stone mountain, responded with a grin. The fire was shining, and he saw a command flag in his hand. It was the 'wind', 'forest', 'fire' and 'mountain' specially refined by the master for him.

"I have always wanted to be a general, to shine on the lintel, how can I retreat."

"...Especially in front of foreigners, I have fallen into prestige!"

Holding the command flag tightly, his voice wafted in the night wind.

Soon, the sky was bright, and the dust particles lay quietly on the ground. The sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds and pushed away Qing Ming's outline. The moment it spread, the dust particles trembled and jumped up.

At the far end of the world, a black straight line surged like a tide. After a short while, barbaric hoots sounded from all directions, and two arms that looked like human beings separated from the black line and surrounded them from left to right.

Rumbling--

Countless horseshoes churned and splashed dust, the rushing cavalry shouted and roared, and the infantry in the middle trotted forward at a uniform speed. However, soon, the cavalry in front gradually slowed down by waving gestures, speaking Turkic, and talking loudly.

"what is that?"

"Such a Sui person, do you want to die?!"

"Haha, the Turkic warriors applied will kill the equally heroic Southerners!"

In front of their eyes, leading to the plain of the Southern Dynasties, a queue of two hundred people stood in a strange formation, standing tall and straight with spears in armor and sui knives at their waists.

In the formation of gossip, Qu Yuanfeng was a burly figure in military uniform. Hearing the sound of rumbling horseshoes, he opened his eyes and looked at the Turkic cavalry who were more than a hundred feet away in front of him. dust.

"Behind is Da Sui, the wounded and evacuated compatriots..."

On his dark face, his lips were parted, revealing his white teeth, and he held his spear up to the sky, and his voice fell heavily.

"And we are the last wall here!!"

wow——

The forest of guns was tilted, and the two hundred soldiers lowered their spears, and opened their lips trembling slightly: "Kill!"

In the distance, the iron hooves were galloping, and the Turkic Khan Shabolue, who received the news, led Abo, Datou, Buli and other tribal khans to ride over on horseback. Caressing in the collar wind, a smile appeared on his bearded face.

"The people of the Sui Dynasty were brave and dared to use 200 people to block the front. There is an old saying in the Central Plains that a mantis' arm is like a car, and it is beyond its control!"

Pulling out the weapon at his waist, the edge of the blade hummed softly, across the morning sun, the tip of the blade pointed forward.

"Kill this group of Sui people, take Sui and send their heads to Chang'an!"

woo~~

The cavalry was ordered to blow their horns, and the Turkic cavalry wandering on both sides of the front retracted their sights from the rear. With the belly of the horse clamped, hundreds of knights galloped up and spread out under the vast sky, like the arms of giants, one by one. From left to right, they embraced the formation of two hundred Sui people in front of them.

Draw the bow and set the arrow, accompanied by the earthquake, the rain of arrows across the sky, overturning the opponent's formation.

blah blah-

Seemingly invisible, it deflected the flying arrows to the ground under their feet, and the soldiers who were clenching the handles of their guns felt sour, and someone yelled.

"The cavalry is coming—"

They pressed down their guns one after another, and the tails of the guns touched the ground. Feeling the sound of the Turkic horseshoes approaching, many people were trembling. In the middle of two hundred, Qu Yuanfeng held his breath, held the gun in one hand, and squeezed the flag with the other, Jaw loosened, and roared: "Two hundred——"

"Roar!!"

The soldiers lined up in front left and right felt their eyes turn red, and with the violent vibration under their feet, they opened their mouths to shout, and their saliva splashed out.

Qu Yuanfeng waved the command flag in his hand: "Don't move like a mountain!"

The army reacted in unison, and the flying light flashed across the small banner, turning into an earthy yellow color, and the roar of falling mountains could be faintly heard.

Master, disciples will not embarrass you!

The moment the magic light bloomed, he thought, and across the field of vision, the Turkic cavalry on both sides pushed from side to side like a tide——

boom!

The war horse crashed into the 'mountain' formation, and the surging horse's body pierced into the protruding spear. With a mournful cry, it fell over on its side, and the knight above flew down and rolled to the ground.

The next moment, countless horseshoes rolled and trampled down, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking from the body, and then... What followed was that hundreds of Turkic cavalry charged at high speed and crashed into shields, spears, and seemingly invisible soldiers. On the object, the horse's head and neck bone twisted and broke, and then the entire horse's body continued to hit with a terrifying impact. The cavalry above was also thrown instantly, and the head was broken by the stabbed spear.

boom boom-

More cavalry collided with each other, squeezing and colliding in front of the formation of 200 people. After realizing that something was wrong, the rear team quickly stopped the charge, and looked forward with restless horses.

Viscous blood trickled slowly from among the piled corpses, the diffuse smoke dispersed, and the 200 people there stood still, the sun shone down, as if people were dazzled, and what they saw was a big mountain standing in front of everyone.

Chapter 328 The Battle of Procrastination

Viscous plasma slowly trickled out of the piled bones, staining both sides of the 200-man formation in deep red, and the still-dead horses lay on their sides on the ground struggling with limbs and screaming.

Under the big banner floating in the distance, Bu Li, one of the Turkic Khans, watched this extremely weird scene, and urged his horse to approach Sabolo, but his eyes were fixed on the Sui people's battle formation in the distance.

"I used to think it was suspicious that 200 people dared to stand in front of us, but now I think they are blessed by the gods."

Sha Bolue stretched out his hand to caress the restless war horse under the seat, stroked the mane with his palm, looked at the unmoving Sui battle formation over there, pursed his lips tightly, and did not agree to step away, for a long time , he raised his arm.

"Ignore the two hundred Sui people, go around from both sides, and go directly south to attack the Nanren city!"

Speaking in this way, Sabolo also had his own intentions. Turkic nobles had civil strife. In order to stabilize the interior, they had to separate Anluo as the second Khan, Daluobian as Abo Khan, Dianjue as Datou Khan, and the former Khan. This step away from Khan to balance the growing contradictions.

Taking advantage of the establishment of the Sui Kingdom, all 40 troops went south to attack the Sui Dynasty. There are also reasons for passing on the contradictions. Of course, even if the Sui Kingdom cannot be conquered, regaining the right to speak in the original Zhou Kingdom and Qi Kingdom can also increase his prestige. Press Internal instability.