Reverse Junhou

I don't know who made the first exclamation: "The Peking University camp is on the way again!"

Thousands of people rushed into the foot of the city, holding torches and carrying dark wooden boxes behind their backs, rushing towards the army of Yanqu with great fanfare.

The captain of the Yanqu army shouted loudly: "King Guli, it's thunder!"

When Yu Chijing heard this, he immediately tightened the reins and turned his horse's head: "The shield army is in front, and the rest are retreating!"

The leader, Zhong Lang, will be the first to rush into the front of the Yanqu army, and insert the torch into the wooden box behind him.

"This, this is..." Habayashi Wei on the city tower mourned, "Bei Daying is employing people to transport thunder!"

The range of Zhentianlei was less than half a mile, and Yanqu's army was too far away from the city gate, and the trebuchets on the tower could not strike Huo Lei into the formation.Beidaying wanted to transport thunder with flesh and blood, and die together with Yanqu's army.

The sergeants were rushing forward one after another. The predecessors had just been killed, and the descendants followed immediately.But after a while, the barbarian's formation became chaotic, and blood and flesh flew all over the city gate, with stumps all over the ground.

Wen Xuechao once heard Bai Wan mention that the North Camp was the reserve battalion of the Habayashi Guard, and most of the battalion were recruits who had just joined the army.They have stayed in the Peking University for three years, and the outstanding ones will be selected as the Habayashi Guards and become the sharp blades of the royal family.

The boy has not yet grown up, but he is gone forever.

He looked down at the fledgling soldiers of the Peking University Camp below the city, and asked the Habayashi guards on the tower: "The Peking University Camp will not retreat, but you can retreat later?"

The Habayashi guards shouted hoarsely: "Habayashi swears to defend Guangyang to the death!"

Wen Xuechao straightened the black gauze crown on her head: "I will advance and retreat with you all."

Yu Chijing saw that the imperial army was not only not afraid, but became more courageous as they fought, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't know good from bad, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Yanqu warriors listen to the order." Yu Chijing's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, "Whoever invades Guangyang with this king and takes the head of the emperor's old son will be rewarded heavily by my father!"

"For the virtuous king!" Yanqu soldiers shouted loudly, stepped on the corpses of Beidaying, and swarmed towards the city gate.

The Nancheng Tower was bombarded several times with firearms, and the Atsugi City Gate was already on the verge of collapsing.All the Habayashi guards beside him were killed in battle, and thunder and fire raged everywhere they could see.Wen Xuechao was choked by the thick smoke, he tore off his sleeves to cover his mouth and nose, picked up the bow and arrow dropped by a Habayashi guard in the corner, and walked towards the top of the tower like a walking dead.

I don't have any martial arts, only the six arts of riding and archery I learned in the palace still remember a little.Even if he died today, he would shoot and kill a few barbarians to be buried with him, Wen Xuechao thought in confusion.

Holding on to the broken walls on both sides of the tower, he walked straight to the top of the tower.As soon as the arrow in his hand was on the string, before he raised it high, he heard the sound of fighting outside the city stop strangely.

A tsunami-like shout came from the city: "It's the Zhenbei Army!"

The sound of iron hooves like a shower came from far and near, shaking the sky and the earth.The dark black iron armor covered the sky and the sun, bypassed the Guangyang city wall, passed through layers of thick fog, and gathered from all around to the south city gate.

Wen Xuechao's hands trembled violently, he swayed, put down the bow and arrow in his hand, felt his eyes sore for a moment, and closed his eyes, but no tears came out.

Yanqu's army realized that the situation was wrong, and it was too late to retreat at this time, so they wanted to break through the city gate and join the troops at the north gate in the city.As the city gate collapsed to the ground with a bang, Yu Chijing breathed a sigh of relief.The city gate is broken, but the way back remains.

Yu Chijing was about to lead his troops straight into the city, but saw a group of people riding on horseback at the end of the road, who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

"Yu Chijing, son of a dog, didn't your father teach you how to be careful when you go out?" Zhai Mo said suddenly.

Yu Chijing glanced roughly at both sides, and found that the city was full of men and horses in ambush from the Zhenbei Army.He raised his head and said arrogantly to Zhai Mo: "Vice General Zhai went south in person, could it be that old man Jing Yanglin is about to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow of an arrow shot towards him, Yu Chijing's expression froze, and he hurriedly raised his iron shield to block it.

Yu Chijing's eyes fell on the archer, and he said fiercely: "Zhao Fengci, how do you say in the Central Plains dialect? Reciprocity? You killed my Yanqu warriors in the past, and today I slaughtered all the Guangyang defenders. It's a courteous exchange with Da Fu."

"I thought the defenders of the capital city were so powerful, but I didn't expect them to be so vulnerable. They were defeated by this king in half a day." Yu Chijing stared at Zhao Fengci's face and sneered, "I think this huge city of Guangyang is the same. There was no one to use, so I sent a weak, white-faced civil servant to the tower to delay time with the king."

After finishing speaking, Yu Chijing licked his chapped lips, as if he was still a little bit unsatisfied: "The Prime Minister of Zhongshu has a face that is disastrous to the country and the people, but he still has a lot of integrity."

Zhao Fengci's eyes filled with fear: "Yu Chijing, please speak clearly."

"Swords and swords on the battlefield don't have eyes, and they were shot to death by random arrows." Yu Chijing spread his hands, showing regret, "It's really a pity."

Before Zhai Mo stepped forward to stop him, Zhao Fengci rushed out on horseback.The long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the blade hit Yu Chijing's chest.

"Your Highness!"

What Yu Chijing was waiting for was this moment.

He swayed a white powder from his sleeve, and a thick fog suddenly rose in midair, and Zhao Fengci's eyes were suddenly white.

Only Yu Chijing laughed loudly: "Zhao Feng's resignation, see you at Yandang Pass."

Yanqu's personal guards behind Yuchijing gathered around him one after another, protecting him and breaking out of the city.The elite soldiers of Zhenbei Army chased after them on horseback, but they were blinded by the thick fog in front of them, and couldn't find the direction where Yuchijing escaped for a while.

After a while, the white mist gradually dissipated, and thousands of prisoners of war from the Yanqu tribe were squatting at the foot of the city, but King Guli was the only one who could not be seen.

"The evil things in the Western Regions are the tricks used by Yuchi and his son." Zhai Mo patted the pillar beside him heavily, and sighed, "The Zhenbei Army was careless just now."

Before Zhai Mo could finish his sentence, he saw His Highness the Fifth Highness holding a long sword and running straight to the south tower.

"Oh, Your Highness—" Zhai Mo hastily grabbed Zhao Fengci's horse, feeling that His Highness is a little abnormal today.

The tower was full of Habayashiwei's corpses, some of them had been blown up by firearms and their faces could not be seen.Zhao Fengci walked up the broken stone steps step by step, his hand holding the sword handle became tighter and tighter, and his knuckles turned unnaturally white.

He walked all the way to the top of the South City Building. The triple eaves on the top of the building had been blown to two floors, and mottled blue bricks were exposed on the wall.There was a dilapidated wooden door in front of the corridor. He pushed it slowly, and the wooden door fell down with a sound, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Wen Xuechao?" Zhao Fengci said softly.

There was still a strong smell of fire and smoke in the air, but no one answered in the corridor.

Zhao Fengci walked all the way along the high platform to the end, and saw a person sitting against the wall under the huge "Guangyang Jing" plaque.

Wen Xue dropped arrows all over the ground, the purple official robe was stained with blood, the jade crown in her hair was scattered, and her long hair fell down on her shoulders.He lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Fengci's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "Xue Chao, don't do this."

The people on the ground were motionless, like a jade sculpture stained with mud.

His eyes dimmed, and he knelt in front of Wen Xuechao, carefully hugging her into his arms.The body is still warm, and the face is soft as before.He stroked Wen Xuechao's eyebrows with trembling hands, and gradually stopped on his lips.

Zhao Fengci was taken aback suddenly.He felt Wen Xuechao's steady breath.

The man in his arms snorted, as if he was awakened from a dream, he opened his eyes sleepily, and looked at Zhao Fengci.

Zhao Fengci's arm trembled, and he almost knocked the back of Wen Xuechao's head against the corner of the wall.

Wen Xuechao saw the person in front of her clearly, with a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Your Highness, I haven't slept for two days, and I am really tired."

Then he turned his head and closed his eyes again.

This man was so tired that he fell asleep on the tower.

The big stone in his heart finally fell, Zhao Fengci stared at the dreaming person in his arms, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

very nice.

He is safe and sound.very nice.

Wen Xuechao had a very good dream. In the dream, His Royal Highness returned to help in time, preventing the barbarian's iron hooves from trampling on the capital.There were no dead bodies strewn across the fields, no rivers of blood flowing outside the city.The Habayashi Guards were still on patrol in the imperial city, and the Beida Battalion was still practicing in formation in the suburbs.

The cold wind blew the drizzle into the city tower, a drop of rain fell on Wen Xuechao's cheek, his eyelashes trembled, and he woke up leisurely from his sleep.

The fleeting images in the dream disappeared, he was still sitting on the dilapidated city tower, the ruined wall was still splattered with the blood of soldiers, but there was already one more person beside him.

Wen Xuechao got up slowly from Zhao Fengci's shoulders, and the heavy cloak draped over her body fell to the ground.Zhao Fengci's black armor was still on his body, and his long sword was still leaning against the wall.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Feng asked.

Wen Xuechao rubbed his eyes, and looked at the living Fifth Highness in front of him with some daze.He suddenly remembered that before he fell to the ground due to exhaustion, His Highness the Fifth Highness had indeed returned with the Zhenbei Army to help.

This is not a dream.

Before he fully recovered, he only heard His Highness the Fifth Prince say: "The rain is about to stop."

Looking down from the city tower, he saw heavy rain pouring down between the sky and the earth, washing the blood red between the mountains and fields.The two stood side by side for a long time, the rain outside the building gradually stopped, and the blood on the battlefield poured into the rivers, lakes and seas, and everything was back to normal.

*****

The Yanqu tribe's attack on the city failed, and the Zhenbei army captured more than [-] people from the Hu tribe, and King Guli fled back outside the pass overnight.

The siege of Guangyang has been lifted, and Baiwan sent the empress and the palace family members back to the imperial city.Although Yanqu's army did not enter the city, the north and south towers were severely damaged and needed to be repaired.More than [-] civilians fled from the city. The gates on the east and west sides of the city were opened wide, and they were strictly interrogated to welcome the people in the city back home.

On New Year's Eve in previous years, a New Year's Eve banquet was held in the palace, and all civil and military officials were entertained with delicacies on jade plates.This year is different from previous years, the Hu people broke through the three cities of Zhili in the north, and almost invaded Guangyang, and the prefect of Xinglong also died in the city, which is sad.However, a few days ago, the Fifth Prince led the Yulin and Zhenbei Army to repel the Yandangguan Hu tribe, returned to the capital, and drove the Yanqu army out of the city gate, which was also a victory.

The emperor had been ill for a long time, so the empress issued a decree to hold a military banquet in the palace to celebrate the achievements of the Zhenbei and Yulin troops.He also invited Chunguan from Sitiantai to pray for the auspiciousness of the court.

Or because the fifth prince led the army back to aid Guangyang, Mr. Wen has the grace to save his life.All the ministers found that the two got along much better during the banquet, and they were no longer as tense as before.

Wen Xuechao raised the wine cup, and walked up to the fifth prince in full view: "I respect the Fifth Prince for a glass."

The Fifth Prince held the cup and got up, accepting it happily: "Master Wen, please."

The two of you have a cup and I have a cup, toast and exchange with the ministers, the banquet is very lively.

After the banquet was over, Wen Xuechao walked up to the fifth prince and raised a pot of Tusu wine in his hand: "On the day of the first lunar month, would your Highness wish to have a drink with the ministers?"

The colleagues of the Zhongshu Province who were on the side all thought that Wen Xuechao was drunk, and they all stepped forward to help.

The fifth prince put down the cup in his hand, and said calmly: "I have heard about the invitation from the Lord, so I should respect it."

In the middle of the night, a black steed galloped out of the old palace and galloped towards Yashan which was tens of miles away.

Zhao Fengci wrapped Wen Xuechao in his arms and wrapped it tightly in a big cloak.He raised the reins, the horse speeded up, and ran straight to the Golden Pavilion on the top of the mountain.The wind is clear and the moon is white, reflecting the life and life of a couple on horseback.

Both of them exuded a strong smell of alcohol. Wen Xuechao leaned against his chest and touched the sachet on His Highness Fifth's chest: "Isn't it forbidden to ride a horse after drinking?"

Zhao Fengci's cheeks were flushed, and he kissed Wen Xuechao's forehead softly: "Don't talk too much."

The two dismounted halfway up the mountain and walked all the way to the Golden Pavilion.Zhao Fengci's eyes were misty, but he hugged Wen Xuechao tightly, pointed in the direction of Saibei and said: "Xue Chao, if one day Guangyang can't get used to it, you may wish to take a trip to Yandang Pass with me ?”

Wen Xuechao didn't answer, just pretending that His Royal Highness Fifth was drunk.