Return on snow

"Your Highness, this brat is definitely a spy!"

Yi Shu glanced at Zhou Yang, who was blushing and had a thick neck, and rolled his eyes. He hated iron and steel: "Pig brain, have you ever seen a spy with a girl?"

Zhou Yang's words were stuck in his throat, he lowered his head and stared at the black-haired little Wantao with big eyes: "This..."

Ning Ke cupped his hands and bowed slightly to Yi Shu: "Return to Your Highness, the Wei and Liao armies have been confronting each other in Chuzhou for several months. The Liao army is from nomads and is good at living in this remote place for a long time, while the Wei army went north to camp. The army is strong, but if it takes another month, the situation will be over."

Yi Shu guessed what was on his mind, so he calmed down a little. He squinted his eyes slightly, and began to re-examine the thin boy in front of him even though he was the same height as him.

Ning Ke met the eyes of the people in front of him indifferently, and continued: "Two hours ago, I witnessed the Shenji Battalion of the Liao Army slaughtering the villagers along the river in Chuzhou City. Lost dogs and people, and pretended to be villagers lurking along the river. My sister and I escaped by chance, and we are here to offer advice, firstly, it can help the Wei army to win, and secondly, it can also allow me to explain to the people who died in vain."

At this moment, only the charcoal fire in the brazier was crackling in the tent, and everyone was silent, their eyes were silently turning around Ning Ke and Yi Shu.

"In the past, every month at the beginning of the month, I would see the grain trucks of the Wei army in that area. If I guessed correctly, that road is the only way for the transfer of your army's reserve grain and grass. Presumably, the Liao army ambushed here to catch a surprise. I have a plan to help His Highness fight against the Liao army."

Yi Shu smiled sarcastically, as if he didn't care, "Why should I trust you?"

Ning Ke lowered his eyes, and smiled vaguely: "If your Highness doesn't believe it, send someone to find out."

Yi Shu's hands were sore, and seeing Ning Ke's composure, he knew that this move was useless to him.He simply withdrew his sword and winked at Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang was ordered, and he glared at Ning Ke unwillingly, and then retreated silently.

In the middle of the night, the two spies reported that everything was exactly as Ning Ke said.

Yi Shu turned back and sat upright on the couch, holding the hilt of his sword in his hand, and asked, "In your opinion, how do you break this ambush?"

Ning Ke raised his eyes, and he was still wearing a shabby plain singlet with a bit of character: "Look at the cat and draw the tiger, and catch it by surprise."

Yi Shu glanced at the siblings, and Wantao, who had loose hair, hurriedly hid behind Ning Ke, not daring to raise her head. Ning Ke lowered his head, reached out to touch Wantao's head, and whispered a few words of comfort.

He didn't dare to play any tricks.

Yi Shu raised his chin slightly: "What... is your name?"

"Grassman Ning Ke."

"Ning Ke? Ning Ke..." Yi Shu murmured several times, and after a while, he waved his hand and said, "I will send someone to take care of that girl, you stay and discuss."

The next day was fine, and the area along the Jibei River in Chuzhou was as calm as usual, and the snow was shining brightly and gradually melting under the winter sun.

The Liao soldiers lying in ambush inside the house stared intently, their eyes seemed to pierce the window panes.

Occasionally, a few villagers in coarse clothes passed by on the street, but they all kept silent and walked very slowly.

"It's past noon, do you want to report back to the captain?" A burly man wrinkled his face, rubbed his hand on the white turban, and whispered like a mosquito.

The man next to the big man looked up at the sun, suppressing his anxiety: "Wait a little longer."

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of ruts at the entrance of the village. The Wei army grain team marched slowly into the village with the red-bottomed gold-rimmed military flag, and the horseshoe ruts rolled up the loess all the way.

Seeing this, the two people who had just talked turned their backs, and the two went north and south to report the news.

The leader of the Wei army was Zhou Yang. He was armored with iron armor, and the gold-painted halberd with a length of one foot and two feet was quite majestic in his rough palm.More than [-] grain carts are lined up neatly behind them, each of which is driven by one person, and two people follow from left to right.

All the Liao soldiers hiding in the house clenched their swords tightly, and they would come out in full force as soon as the flag captain gave an order.

On the other hill, there were also hundreds of eyes watching the Wei army grain team. They were all dressed in light armor, holding their breath, and also waiting for an order.

Yi Shu stood at the back of the cliff in a dragon-scale armor with clouds, leaning his back against a huge rock, holding a grass in his mouth, staring intently at the ant-like convoy down the mountain.

An ambush in such a small place where you can't stretch your hands and feet will definitely wait until all the chariots and horses enter the ambush circle. Only in this way can the enemy be wiped out in the largest range. They and the Liao army are waiting for this moment.

The wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and the general robe on Yi Shu's back and the red scarf around his neck fluttered with the wind. He inadvertently glanced at Ning Ke beside him, and found that although he was standing still with his hands behind his back, he was trembling slightly when he looked closely , He spit out the grass in his mouth, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "This king asked you to change clothes, you don't want to, look at you."

Ning Ke slightly hooked the corner of his lips, not smiling, but just a shallow return of greeting.He concentrated all his energy on the situation at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't want to say a word of gossip.

His silence successfully aroused the curiosity of Lord Yi, and he clicked his tongue twice: "Although the relationship between Wei and Yan is not deep, my Great Wei has never violated your Yan soil. Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding? Wanton occupation of other countries' land to set up camps and trample on our Yan people's land, these should not be misunderstandings." Ning Ke spoke calmly, and even a trace of unconcealed emotions dissipated in the wind, and disappeared instantly.

"You are asking me now, and you are not afraid that I will cut you off if you say such things?"

"You cut me down, and the soldiers you deployed at the foot of the mountain will be cut down by the Liao people. I will help you escape, and you will keep your sister safe, and we will be able to annihilate the Liao army. We all need what we need." You are the Hengwang of the Great Wei, and the people of Wei respect you, but in front of me, you and I are equal, and I can at most call you Your Highness." Ning Ke has always been very accurate in seeing people, this Hengwang is nothing more than a little loose, virtuous It's not bad, most of the time when you reason with him, he can still listen to it.

Yi Shu chuckled, and was about to speak again, but Ning Ke suddenly took a big step forward: "It's time to get ready."

As soon as the archers took their positions, Ning Ke asked in a deep voice, "Is there anyone in Your Highness's camp who can hit every shot?"

Yi Shu patted his chest: "In my archery camp, everyone is a master archer."

Ning Ke shook his head and said, "Just one person, the strongest."

The archers around him also listened to it, and cast their eager glances at Yi Shu in unison.

Ning Ke cupped his hands: "Thank you, Your Highness."

It is too risky for the generals to take the lead, but at this time Ning Ke can't care about other things, and there is a faint aggressiveness in his words and deeds, which seems to be driving ducks to the shelves.

Yi Shu didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out his hand, and the soldier beside him immediately handed over his bow and arrow. He tried the bow, hooked an arrow with his backhand, lit the tip of the arrow with a torch, and after winding it, asked the soldier beside him in a low voice. Ning Ke: "Now?"