Born short-lived

"Is there any result?" Zhou Zirong seemed to be in a hurry, and he didn't say hello in advance. As soon as he entered the stone room, he went straight to Jianghuaikong. At this time, Jianghuaikong and Jianghuailan were preparing some kind of potion. Rong Hui came to him suddenly.

"My lord?" Jiang Huaikong asked in surprise, and put down the bottle in his hand, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Zirong obviously rushed all the way here, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead: "Come and see your progress...how is it?"

"It's okay," Jiang Huaikong said, "The fusion agents that His Highness brought are all mixed up and can't be used. We are remixing them according to the ingredients. There are already some clues... What's wrong?"

Zhou Zirong's expression was not normal, Jiang Huailan frowned slightly, and said straight to the point: "What happened in Northern Xinjiang?"

Zhou Zirong was noncommittal, silent for a moment, and only asked in a deep voice: "...I didn't know how they manipulated spirit ghosts before, have you figured it out now?"

Jiang Huailan leaned over and opened the drawer under the table, took out a notebook from inside, handed it to Zhou Zirong, and said in a simple and shocked way: "Confession."

Zhou Zirong took it over and flipped through it, and recorded several pages in total. Jiang Huaikong, who was standing next to him, explained: "That person said that when they are just bred from spirit ghosts, they will have a white crystal embedded in their brains. , there will be a dedicated Bailing breeder to give orders to it... and it is said that these technologies are provided by the Daling people, but Daling Baijing Bailing is in short supply, so Daling is only responsible for providing technology, and they provide Baijing and Bailing. Ghost."

It's no wonder that so many spirit ghost attacks before were never carried out by the Daling himself, and the feeling was that they used others as their guns.

Zhou Zirong seemed to have a premonition, so he was not very surprised, but asked again: "What else? Is there any way to cut off the connection between Bai Ling and the spirit ghost?"

Jiang Huaikong showed dismay, and said embarrassingly: "Not yet... and usually Bai Ling hides and is difficult to find. However, Bai Ling also has disadvantages in manipulating spirit ghosts. The larger the number of spirit ghosts, the more difficult it is to control them. After an order is issued, it will take a long time to change it. For example, if the order to charge is issued first, but the front is suddenly ambushed, the army of spirit ghosts cannot retreat immediately. No matter how fast Bai Ling reacts, it will definitely There is a loss... well, it can be said that it is a big disaster."

So in the past, I saw those spirit ghosts rushing up one after another as if they were not afraid of death, not because they were really ignorant, but because the white crystal that controlled their brains did not have time to give them the order to retreat.

Zhou Zirong was silent for a while after hearing this, and with a flash of thought, he immediately said, "Well done...you must immediately inform the Northern Xinjiang defenders about this matter."

"In the future when northern Xinjiang is recovered, one of the great achievements of the kings must be remembered."

Beijiang had captured two live spirit ghosts in Tongluo Valley before, but until the war broke out, the few Jiang people who were sent from Huajing to Beijiang didn't get any clues.

Originally, Dongsheng had always been used to cutting off his food and grass first, but these spirit ghosts obviously didn't eat rice, and Zijingguan was not as dangerous as the Lanhe City in Silan back then, and the place was small and easy to dispatch.This time, Sha'an seemed to be trying his best to fight to the death, but he knocked on the three northeast gates all at once.

As soon as the war started, Dong Sheng saw that the Jiang people in the northern border hadn't made any progress, so he sent people to the western border to mobilize troops and horses, and released ten spirit birds at the same time to make sure everything was safe.

The next day, Yinfeng, who was going north, rushed to the army camp in a hurry.

Zhou Zirong was afraid of delaying the military plane, and he was too slow to use the spirit bird, so he had to let Yinfeng "travel long distances" again.Yinfeng almost ran out of breath, and didn't dare to rest when he arrived at the camp, so he went straight to Dongsheng's handsome tent.

Dong Sheng and several northern Xinjiang generals were discussing matters in front of the sand table, when suddenly there was a bustling noise outside the tent.

"Your Majesty, stay here, Your Highness is discussing matters, and you cannot go in for the time being.", "Master, Master Yinfeng!", "Master Yinfeng, stay here!"...

Several groups of figures crashed into the tent, everyone was stunned, staring at each other, and said sullenly: "What's going on?"

When the soldiers saw the generals in the tent, they had no choice but to let go of their hands in embarrassment, and knelt down on the ground.

One of the veterans couldn't stand it anymore, and was so angry that he stretched out his finger and opened his mouth to scold him, but after thinking about it, Yinfeng was the prince's man after all, and he couldn't get over it, so he had to take his hand back angrily.

Dong Sheng frowned, looked at Yin Feng's breathless appearance, guessed it was not a trivial matter, so he said: "Why did you come back suddenly?...Give me a seat, sit down and talk about something."

The soldiers rushed away in response, and quickly brought a chair for Yinfeng. Yinfeng sat on it, feeling so weak that he was so weak that he scolded Zhou Zirong hundreds of times in his heart.The soldier hurriedly poured him another glass of water, but he drank it dry like a buffalo in one gulp, but the overtired man couldn't keep his mouth open, and the water leaked a large area of ​​his front - after a while , his pale lips finally had some color.

Yin Feng fumbled for a letter from his arms and slapped it on the table in a disorderly manner, and said in a hoarse voice intermittently: "Wang... the prince said... an urgent military situation."

"Zhou Zirong?" Dong Sheng's expression froze, and he walked around to Yinfeng to get the letter, "He asked you to deliver it?"

Yinfeng held on to the armrest of the chair and couldn't hold his breath for a long time, so he rolled his eyes, saying that I'm already here, isn't what you said nonsense?

Dong Sheng read the letter quickly, and took a deep breath.

"Okay," Dong Sheng unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, "Great... redeploy now, Gu..."

"Re-deploy?" A general interrupted Dong Sheng in surprise, and hurriedly said, "But now the three armies have moved."

"That's only been working for a day." Dong Sheng raised the letter paper in his hand, "Donghai has found out that the Sha'an people control spirit ghosts, and they can only issue two orders at the fastest in half an hour... They It's hard to get the tail off."

The general was taken aback for a moment, but another veteran sitting next to him confirmed, "Is this true?"

"We captured the enemy's breeder before, and the ones responsible for the thorough investigation are Mr. Jianghuaikong and Miss Jianghuailan from the Jiang clan," Dong Sheng said with a deep breath, "it should be true."

——This is equivalent to grasping the lifeline of the enemy. Thinking about it, the ferocious and fearless army of spirit ghosts is not without flaws.

"How long will it take for the reinforcements from Western Xinjiang to arrive?"

The old general who asked the question pinched his fingers and calculated, and said: "Mr. Nie's troops are very fast. From the western border to our northern border... at most it will take less than twelve days."

Dong Sheng slowly walked back to his original position, propped himself on the edge of the table and thought for a while, then murmured to himself in a low voice: "The enemy army attacked our three passes in the northeast, and the air defense in the northwest, as long as we hold back in the northeast, we will wait until As soon as the reinforcements from the western frontier arrive, they will be attacked from east to west, no matter how powerful they are, they will still die...just..."

Wang Sheng glanced at him sideways, only to see Dong Sheng's face sank like water, and after pondering for a moment, he said slowly: "Sha'an has no sailors, but it doesn't mean that Da Ling won't rush to help them at sea. And the northwest may not be really empty. Defend……"

A general wondered: "How do you say that?"

"There are nearly 50 spirit ghosts in front of the city who want to knock on the gate, but since the start of the war, who has seen a living person among the enemy troops?"

Sha'an's army also has at least 30 heavy cavalry, but are these troops really behind these spirit ghosts?

I am afraid that the Northwest also ". Mountain. And. Hu. Xi." Still left a hand.

The other general said: "But according to the posture of the Sha'an people, it is clear that they want a quick victory."

If Zhou Zirong's military situation is not enough, relying on the Northeast defenders alone, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand this kind of offensive for three days, let alone the reinforcements from the western border after the twelfth day. They can collect their corpses—no, maybe they can’t even collect their corpses, and they will all be fed to those animals.

Unable to listen to the past life, he said in a choked voice: "Na Luo Che is not stupefied, and now his military strength is even more dominant, how can he make a risky move and catch fish to death?!"

The man was not to be outdone: "Then what if the king of his family has urged the war? He has spent more than a year with his army of chariots in our northern border, who emperor is not in a hurry?!"

Xiangsheng sneered: "Is he in a hurry or are you in a hurry?"

"you!"

"Okay," Dong Sheng interrupted with a headache, "Whether the Sha'an people will take risks is another matter. First of all, we can't take risks."

Even if the Sha'an people take risks, they still have capital, and Hua Xu can no longer afford to lose now.

Just now that person was speechless, swallowed, and sat back with a look of hesitation: "Then what should your Highness say?"

Dong Sheng thought for a while, and said: "Now the troops before the third pass are too concentrated, and our army can't defend it. Before the city gate is exhausted, there will be at least 20 idle troops... [-] in the east and [-] in the east and west. The enemy army, send out another [-] light cavalry to detour around the pass and attack the enemy's rear, act according to circumstances, the momentum must be large, and they must evacuate within half an hour at most."

A young general sitting on his right hand side asked: "But this is a feint... I'm afraid it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause?"

"Who said it was a bluff?" Dong Sheng raised his eyebrows, "At this time, the [-] troops near the Chengguan retreated to defend the pass, while the [-] troops pretended to be defeated and led the Sha'an spirit ghost westward, and there were another [-] troops in ambush. In Calabash Valley, after that, we will fight quickly, no matter what the result is, we must withdraw within an hour, and we must not cross Tongguan westward until the reinforcements from the western border arrive."

Because if you go further to the west, you will be eight hundred miles away from Qinchuan, and there is no place to set up an ambush. If there are indeed soldiers and horses in the northwest garrison in Sha'an, it would be too late to attract the Northwest Army.And Calabash Valley is the nearest canyon to Bianguan, which can ensure that the ghost spirits have no time to retreat.

The spirit ghosts didn't need to rest, they attacked the city day and night. In the evening of that day, [-] light cavalry were ordered to go northward around the pass, followed by gray pigeons gliding silently in the air.

Dong Sheng stood on the gate of the city wearing a cold armor, hearing the uninterrupted roar, the psychic cannon on the city wall burst out a ghostly blue aura like a will-o'-the-wisp, roaring towards the dark army of spirit ghosts below.The shells smashed into the army of spirit ghosts, like throwing a piece of gravel into the water and splashing a splash, the spirit ghosts were blown to pieces, and those spirit ghosts who happened to avoid the spirit energy cannons were picked up. The city wall climbed up quickly like a gecko.

"Smash!"

Countless boulders smashed down with a tsunami.

In fact, this defensive move has another purpose besides killing the enemy, that is deterrence, but the brains of these spirit ghosts are basically not their own, and the people who control them don't feel distressed. All of a sudden, he jumped up.

Some climbed up the city wall, grabbed the gunner in front of the psychic cannon and threw it down the city wall, and there were countless spirit ghosts with mouths wide open underneath.

Dong Sheng had no expression on his face, and there was a white crystal lens in front of his left eye, which corresponded to one of the gray pigeons taken away by the five thousand Qingqi.

They are now at their intended place.

The gray pigeon flew east to the sky above the army of spirit ghosts and lingered a few times. Dong Sheng looked at it for a while, then said to the orderly next to him in a deep voice: "It's ok, send a signal for them to attack."

At the same time, the warship Hua Xu, dismantled of the psychic cannon and crossbow, was disguised as a merchant ship, and set anchor from the big port of the East China Sea.

[The author has something to say: The war has finally started (collapsed). 】