Golden Stage

Yan Xiaohan kept a low profile in front of the disaster, pretending not to understand the turbulent undercurrent between Fu Shen and Zhao Xicheng.

The contradictory relationship between the Northern Yan Army and the Xin Dynasty will be put on the table sooner or later. It is true that Fu Shen wants to reorganize the country, but he can't fight in the front and let the Xin Dynasty follow behind to pick up the leaks. In the end, he has nothing but " Faithful" reputation.

Emperor Yuantai's evaluation of Fu Shen was "loyal to the world but not to the emperor".Although he imagined Fu Shen to be too ambitious, his words were quite accurate.Fu Shen was willing to bow his head to Emperor Yuantai back then because he cared about the old love, but it was different with Sun Yunduan.Not to mention the old relationship, Fu Shen couldn't let go of the new emperor's actions to Fu Ling.

What's more, Emperor Yuantai still stayed in Shuzhou well, and Fu Shen had never intervened in the abolition of the establishment before. It doesn't mean that he will not decide who sits on the throne in the future.

Zhao Xicheng was soaked in cold sweat by Fu Shen's few words, and felt that he shouldn't be so mean. It's okay to mention Yan Xiaohan, and everyone happily chatted about how to attack Chang'an City, isn't it good?

General Zhao didn't know Yan and Fu very well, he didn't know what their relationship was, and he couldn't figure out Fu Shen's intention to keep Yan Xiaohan behind.It's just that the legend of "the lackeys of the imperial court mutilating Zhongliang" was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so he looked at it coldly and felt that the biggest possibility was that Yan Xiaohan had committed too many crimes in the past and was punished.

"What Master Hou means, I can save it," Zhao Xicheng said sincerely, "Since Mr. Yan does not object...then everything will be arranged by Master Hou."

A chuckle suddenly sounded in the silent room, Yan Xiaohan raised his head slowly, met the gazes from the two of them, and said with a half-smile: "Okay. Then let's do it this way."

After Zhao Xicheng took his leave and went out, Fu Shen put away his stern expression, shook his head and smiled and said, "Master Yan, it seems that your popularity is really not very good, you can throw it wherever you want, without hesitation at all."

Yan Xiaohan also shook his head: "I never thought that such things as 'robbery' would happen to me one day."

"What do you want to force?" Fu Shen said, "Don't smear me, it's obvious that the matchmaker is getting married."

Yan Xiaohan didn't hold back his smile anymore, his heart softened into a puddle of water, and he leaned over to beg for a kiss. Fu Shen kissed him on the corner of his lips, but Yan Xiaohan bit back, pressed him on the wheelchair and kissed firmly enough money.

A few days later, the Battle of Chang'an officially began.

Chang'an, also known as Xijing, was the ancient capital of the former dynasty and the center of the Central Plains.Chang'an has a large population, and its prosperity is no less than that of the capital.After the Tar tribes invaded southward, they also took this place as an important town and plundered the city for several days.When the Northern Yan army wiped out the surrounding villages and towns, many people secretly ran out of the city to inform them.It is said that there are many chivalrous and righteous men in Chang'an City, who often assassinate Tatar officials and generals at night, and the people even set fire to the city gate every now and then, creating smoke and dust, and falsely pretending that the army is attacking.

Food and grass are available, and the inside and outside are concentric, which is a good time to attack the city in one fell swoop.

On May [-]th, all armies marched together, with Zhao Xicheng as the front army, Beiyan iron cavalry as the middle army, and Xiangzhou army as the rear army.One hundred thousand Chen soldiers of the Tatar nationality were outside Chang'an City.Most of the soldiers of the New Dynasty army were the frontier troops who fled south to the south of the Yangtze River after the defeat. At first, they were a little timid to fight. On the way, the Tatar cavalry swarmed up, Zhao Xicheng was immediately passive, and the army was in a panic.

At the critical moment, Yan Xiaohan led a group of Beiyan troops to fight there, fished General Zhao out of the deep siege, and shouted: "Everyone hold on tight! The shield soldiers step forward, and the rest form a formation of long swords, don't panic! "

Zhao Xicheng hadn't even caught his breath yet, when he saw Yan Xiaohan galloping straight out, holding a saber in his hand, like a gust of wind, slashing several people in the blink of an eye, tearing open the encirclement of the enemy with fresh and ferocious blood, riding Take the lead and rush to the opposite side of the shield.

It's easy to get bloody on the battlefield, Yan Xiaohan kills people like hemp, but he knows very well in his heart that the east wing of the central army was ambushed by barbarians just now, Fu Shen couldn't get away to take care of the front army for a while, if the front army was defeated For thousands of miles, the Chinese army was attacked from both sides, and they would not even think about going back today.

To shoot people first, to shoot horses, to capture thieves first, to capture the king, the most urgent thing is to kill this big, fat-faced Tatar man first.

Yan Xiaohan was born in the Flying Dragon Guard, and he was good at commanding small gangs to fight in groups, but he was inexperienced in leading troops, so he didn't compete with Zhao Xicheng for commanding power, but single-handedly went to fight against the cover--this is the most important thing. his forte.

Sitting on the horse, the shield was a head taller than Yan Xiaohan, holding a big knife in his hand, and he swung it with such force that he could split mountains and seas, and the wind that was blown could cut people's faces with pain.Yan Xiaohan took a light and weird path, with tricky and ruthless angles, and the knife was directly at the vital point.The two fought inextricably, and the sound of the blades colliding was like a shower of rain.She probably had never encountered such an opponent from Ouchi on the battlefield, and was dazzled by the brisk and elegant light of the saber, she couldn't keep up with the movements of her hands for a moment, and accidentally exposed a flaw.Yan Xiaohan's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand without hesitation. The thin blade slid into the gap of the armor like a poisonous snake, and with a twist, he removed the arm covering like cutting tofu——

Suddenly there was the sound of breaking wind behind him, he distractedly looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw a cold blade slanting towards his back, it was the help of the cover, the general saw the situation was not good, rushed forward to rescue him.

Borrowing the momentum of that knife just now, Yan Xiaohan's second knife had already approached the shield's neck, and it would be a failure to stop at this moment, he didn't look sideways, and didn't turn back the shield, only the flesh and blood on the man's neck was throbbing vigorously in his eyes His bloodline actually intends to take this one by force, as long as he can take the head of the shield!

A cloud of blood splattered, and the sluggish feel of the blade cutting through the bones seemed to be still on the fingertips.A glaring head fell under the horse's hooves, but the expected pain behind him did not come as expected.

"What's going on? Haven't you killed anyone before!"

Yan Xiaohan looked back in a daze, and found that Fu Shen had arrived behind him at some point, with a headless corpse lying at his feet.He held the rein in one hand and the knife in the other. Hot blood was still dripping from the tip of the knife. The face under the helmet was handsome and stern, his brows were frosted, and his scrutiny pierced his heart like an ice pick.

He seemed to want to curse, but Hao Xuan held back and said coldly: "Come here, follow me, don't run around, it won't be such a coincidence next time."

Mr. Yan, who killed a Tatar general with two swords just now, is more well-trained than Pug, and he urged his horse to come over without any delay.

Fu Shen issued orders with a sullen face, ordering the former army to hold long swords and march forward against the wall.The Beiyan iron cavalry had cleaned up the ambushes, and the general who covered them was hacked to death. The Tatar cavalry lost their chance, became timid, and slowed down their attack speed. With the flanking attack, the situation on the battlefield took a sharp turn.

The battle lasted for four full hours. The Han army beheaded tens of thousands, and finally wiped out the main force of the Tartar cavalry, and the remaining defeated troops abandoned the city and fled.

At exactly the time of Xu, Fu Shen sent out a group of men and horses to pursue the remnants of the army. The whole army entered the city.So far, Chang'an has recovered.

Counting the casualties, arranging city patrols, and dealing with various officials and gentry...Fu Shen was busy all night, and Yan Xiaohan stayed up with him all night until it was broad daylight. The generals of the Tartar tribe were locked in the prison of the government office, and they took a break from the fuss. Everyone was exhausted, so they went to rest separately.

Fu Shen and the others live in an official mansion, which is many times better than the dilapidated house in Tangli Town.It was rare for Yan Xiaohan to become obsessed with cleanliness, and he had to wash several times to wash off the bloody smell from his body. When he returned to the bedroom, Fu Shen, who had finished washing before him, had already fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

Only then did he feel his heartbeat, beating up and down, full of rhythm, almost like a certain rhythm, not rushing at all.All of a sudden, the din of shouting and killing finally faded away, and the subtle movements around came to the ears, as if returning to the human world from the Shura hell, and the whole person came back to life.

He stood there blankly for a while, and when Fu Shen's long breathing stopped, he closed his eyes and asked lazily, "Why, are you punished to stand?"

"Huh?" Yan Xiaohan suddenly came back to his senses, walked to the side of the bed, moved him inside, and lay down beside him, "Why did you wake up?"

"You're going crazy over there, can I not wake up?" Fu Shen covered his mouth and yawned, turned over and put his arms around his shoulder, and touched the scar: "Today...no, yesterday, You are a little too careless, I won't scold you this time, you have a long memory."

"I was impatient," Yan Xiaohan admitted his mistake graciously, hugging his thin back through a thin layer of unlined clothing, and asked softly, "But how did you find out? We are so far apart."

Fu Shen didn't answer directly, and said casually: "If you get stabbed right under my nose, I won't have to live anymore. I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

Yan Xiaohan didn't ask further questions, but after thinking about it carefully for a while, he felt as if he had accidentally touched a little tenderness hidden under General Fu's iron armor.

He grew up in the capital since he was a child, and has never been on the battlefield. He has almost no experience in facing the enemy. Although the supervising army does not need to go to war, Fu Shen is still worried, so he insists on keeping him by his side so that he can be watched at all times, so as not to avoid swords. Eyeless, accidentally hurt him.

On the battlefield, if he wasn't always distracted and worried about him, how could he block that knife in time?

"How can you be so good?" Yan Xiaohan looked at Fu Shen's sleeping face, felt as if he had vaguely tasted the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus candy, and thought distractedly, "I can't bear it anymore."

When everything in Chang'an City was settled, Yan Xiaohan found an excuse and brought Fu Shen out of the city.The two walked slowly along the mountain road, looking at the beautiful mountain flowers, and when they reached the halfway up the mountain, a white marble relief archway appeared at the end of the mountain road with thick green trees.

Fu Shen squinted his eyes from a long distance away: "Qinglian Pond? Where is it?"

Yan Xiaohan smiled without saying a word, took his hand and walked inside, and after a while, the whole picture appeared.Inside is actually a whole villa built against the mountain, with pavilions, terraces and pavilions scattered in a well-proportioned manner, shaded by green trees and flowers, surrounded by gurgling water, at a glance, it occupies an area of ​​at least a thousand mu, which is not possible for non-rich and extravagant families. Wait for the handwriting.

"This mountain is called Shuangbai Mountain, and there are many hot springs on the mountain." Yan Xiaohan took Fu Shen through the veranda, bypassed the main house, and came to the mist-shrouded Tangchi behind, "This mountain villa is the private property of my foster father. After Hexi left, it belonged to me. The hot spring is active, and I have always wanted to bring you here, but I have never been free. Fortunately, this time, my wish finally came true. Lord Hou has a look, are you satisfied?"

"Comparing people to others, it's so irritating," Fu Shen sighed, "Look at your father, he left you a hot spring villa, and look at my father, he left me a group of strong men."

Yan Xiaohan embraced him from behind, smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, the other village and people are all yours."

Fu Shen raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a good thing?"

Yan Xiaohan started dishonestly to untie his belt. Hearing this, he kissed Fu Shen on the face, and said brazenly: "Last time, I said that it was the official marriage of a Ming matchmaker, so why not...after Lord Hou and I do some Ming matchmaking for a formal marriage." What can you do?"