Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

One night, the hares in Chilechuan fled into Mangmangyin Mountain with their families and their mouths.

At the end of the night, the light of the candles rests.

Yun Lang woke up in the warm fur, the tent was quiet, tightly covered by the thick cotton curtains, not even a bit of cold wind could penetrate.

Xiao Shuo got up, leaning against the edge of the couch, slowly flipping through a stack of books, with a piece of soft pure white rabbit down beside him.

Yun Lang didn't remember this thing in the luggage, so he touched it and looked at it, and asked curiously, "Where did this come from?"

"Captain Qingche came to visit you this morning, and he brought it along with you, saying it was handed over for someone else."

Xiao Shuo said, "There are many more."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, and looked around with his head.

There are indeed quite a few things on the table, one next to the other, arranged carefully and steadily.

Saddles tanned with high-quality cowhide, terracotta clay, pottery xuns made by hand, and colorful kites for generals to beat horses.

I don't know how many times the wolf teeth have been polished.According to the customs of the prairie, a thin red thread was worn, inlaid with pure gold, and was consecrated by the great monk in the Buddhist palace on the mountain.

……

It can ensure that young people are free from disasters and difficulties, free from illness and harm, and grow up well.

Yun Lang was silent for a moment, his chest hurt slightly, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Why..."

He wanted to speak, but the pain surged up with the warmth and soreness, forcing him to close his mouth and eyes at the same time.

Xiao Shuo put down the booklet, put his arms around Yunlang's back, and helped him sit still: "It was only the generals' guess... King Xiang sent spies into the army to spread your identity."

Yun Lang concealed his identity, firstly, in order not to alarm the remaining golden man Tie Futu, secondly, both of them were outside the city, and there was no one in the city, so he still had to use this identity to restrain Pang Xia, so that he would not dare to shut down Yun Lang. State gate.

Those who want to hide their identities are all enemy opponents.King Xiang was too familiar with his style, so although he couldn't hide it, if Shuofang's army found out, it didn't matter.

When the generals patrolled the camp and caught those spies, they were at a loss and couldn't figure out why the other side had to spend so much effort to spread such things, and they came here to cheer up Shuofang's army.The spies were arrested and beaten, then thrown out of the camp and let them go.

"Captain Qingche said, the soldiers heard that you like rabbit fur, so they tried to search for it all night."

Xiao Shuo said: "It's a pity that it's not enough, I only saved these."

Yun Lang's chest turned upside down for a while, and just after he recovered, he asked Xiao Shuo to hug him, and he was confused: "Why do I like rabbit fur?"

"I don't know." Xiao Shuo said, "It's probably because the spies made up the truth."

Yun Lang twitched the corner of his mouth, took the snow-colored rabbit fur in his hand, and touched it.

The soft rabbit down is attached to the palm, gentle and smooth, containing the temperature of the palm, returning a warm and warm feeling.

"No more rabbits to be found."

Xiao Shuo protected Yunlang's back heart, and was entrusted by Captain Qingche to deliver a message for Shuofang's soldiers: "The cloak is too poor, I measured the size, and I will make you a fur collar."

Yun Lang pinched the soft fleece, couldn't hold back his joy: "Okay."

The little prince grew up in the capital since he was a child, and was taught by a famous teacher. He is strict and serious.These words were bitten out at a glance, the words were the original words, and the tone was probably not a little bit worse.

However, the more serious he is, the more serious his words are at this time, the more he will show the unbending and roundabout vigor of the youth in the past.

Yun Lang missed it so much, he simply let go and lay back, raised his hand to pick Xiao Shuo's chin: "Yes, yes, the size of my collar is not something that can be measured by idlers..."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes and glanced at him, closed the major general's hand, and pressed Yunlang's skirt with his free hand.

Yunlang dreamed of Epimedium all night, and when he saw the hand in his dream, he was startled: "What are you doing?!"

"Measure with your hands." Xiao Shuo said, "Your arms don't feel sore?"

Yun Lang told him to measure his clothes around his clothes one by one, and he felt hot behind his ears, so he exhaled: "...it's okay."

After waking up from sleep, although the tiredness in his bones is still stubbornly entrenched, the soreness and fatigue have almost eased.

When he was young, he often ran long distances like this, leading his troops to gallop for a day and two nights without sleep, smashing the breastplate of the enemy chieftain with one shot.I had a headache and had a good sleep, and then I took a full rest.

Although it is not as good as before, it is not so bad that I can't even lift my arms just after running for such a trip and shooting a few arrows.

Yun Lang exhaled softly and closed his eyes.

The hand that was measuring the neckline was warm and gentle, with firm fingertips, and slowly pressed his shoulder blades in a regular manner, then circled back from the back of his neck, and took him into his arms.

Yun Lang leaned back into Xiao Shuo's arms, twitching the corners of his mouth: "If I had promised to bring you here back then and told you to stand on the top of the city and watch, this general would be much better than now—"

He suddenly paused, his thoughts flashed, he suddenly raised his hand, twisted his body and threw Xiao Shuo heavily off the bed.

Xiao Shuo's reaction was only a moment slower than his, and the strength in his arms solidified instantly, he hugged him and turned over, hiding under the bed.

A row of bright and cold arrows pierced the tent fiercely and stuck to the ground.

An anxious shout came from outside the tent, Yun Lang recovered from the exhausted dizziness for a while, and exhaled: "Did you get hurt?"

"Nothing." Xiao Shuo whispered, "How are you?"

"It doesn't matter, it is probably King Xiang's assassin."

Yun Lang shook his wrist: "Shuofang's army is the least capable of dealing with such insidious tactics... You wait, I'll take the scar."

Xiao Shuo pressed his shoulder: "I—"

"What are you?"

Yun Lang laughed: "Now in the army, obey the military orders."

Xiao Shuo frowned, did not speak again, and the strength on his arm gradually eased.

Yun Lang lay on the ground, raised the corner of his mouth towards him, although the light in the tent was dim, his eyes were extremely bright: "This general is still as powerful even now."

Xiao Shuo let go of his hand and watched Yun Lang get up briskly.

Unable to see the weakness after half-exhaustion, Yun Lang moved extremely neatly and quickly, without any help from others, put on his clothes and armor, touched his wrist guards to put them on firmly, and swung his sword out of the tent.

King Xiang's faction was besieged in the city, and the situation was far less calm than Shuofang's army.

Yingcheng is not a big city at all. Although food and grass are available on weekdays, they only close the warehouse according to the needs of the city. Now a large number of tyrants are crowded in the city. The number of people is more than three times the original population of Yingcheng. All the roads are cut off, and it may not last for a few days.

Assassin's assassination and dead men's arson are the methods that have been overused in such situations.

When Yun Lang fought with the various tribes of Rong and Di in the past, he also led many people into the tents to set fire, and he knew the formation of these people best.Take the soldiers and sweep it quickly, and the fierce oil and edelweiss have been wiped out.

Dao Scar and the others followed Yunlang in the capital to catch assassins, and they were already familiar with catching assassins. They picked up their tendons and hamstrings, opened their jaws to avoid biting their tongues and swallowing poison sacs, and tied up their hands and feet in a neat row.

Yue Qu had a shoulder injury, so he hurried over with his arms hanging.

Although his injury was serious, thanks to his good foundation and timely treatment and detoxification, he was able to move freely at this time, and his complexion was much better than last night.

Yue Qu walked into the camp, saw Yun Lang, his gaze froze, and he strode over: "How are you?"

It's only past noon now, Yue Qu vaguely knew Yun Lang's situation, looked at his pale brows, and frowned: "It was my negligence, I never thought that today would be—"

"nothing."

Yun Lang smiled: "I was negligent too... I didn't expect it to be so fast."

The imperial army is about to arrive, at least three to five days away, and this battle cannot be fought quickly.

Yun Lang only planned to encircle and not attack, and waited for the army to arrive before discussing the encirclement, he did not intend to force King Xiang to jump over the wall in a hurry.

But even if it was just such a tight surrounding, after only one night, they dispatched assassins and dead soldiers in a hurry...

...On the contrary, it means that Yingcheng is now in complete chaos.

"King Xiang sent assassins, I'm afraid they have already started to check and balance the golden soldiers in the city."

Yun Lang thought about it for a while, and came up with a plan: "If there is chaos in the city, the Jin soldiers are likely to attack the city. It's not a bad thing, we have to make preparations first, and invite the generals of the battalions to come to my tent, Uncle Yue—— "

Yun Lang paused for a while, and met the huge waves in Yue Qu's eyes caused by this sentence.

What he said was so smooth that the orderly didn't even have time to recover, so he instinctively responded and ran to each battalion to deliver the order.

Yun Lang himself didn't even come back to his senses, so he calmed down, smiled, and finished slowly: "Thank you... to sit in the central army, and I will hand over these dead assassins to you, and deal with them for me."

Yue Qu suppressed the ups and downs of his chest, his shoulder injury was involved, his face turned pale from the pain, but he still looked at Yun Lang: "Okay."

Yun Lang saluted him, and was about to return to the account to discuss matters, but was stopped by Yue Qu: "Wait."

Yun Lang stood still and turned to look at him.

"you--"

Yue Qu stared at him firmly for a long while, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he said in a low voice, "Have you used the tonic that Bai Yuan gave you?"

Yun Lang was startled, remembered the small jade bottle on the table, and smiled: "Eat it when you get back."

"I see that your complexion is not good now."

Yue Qu said in a deep voice: "Go back to Yunzhou City, I'm here, even if the Jinren really fight, what are you afraid of? It's nothing more than a deadly battle——"

"I've been away all these years."

Yun Lang raised his head and said softly: "Now that I'm back, I won't allow the Shuofang army to fight to the death within one day."

Yue Qu was taken aback, looked at him, but couldn't continue.

Yun Lang smiled: "Uncle Yue, I'm back."

Yue Qu was stunned for a while, then trembled violently, raised his hand to wipe his face vigorously, turned around and walked towards the tent of the Chinese army.

Yun Lang stood there for a moment, then took the cloak from the soldiers.After carefully inspecting the whole battalion, after confirming that there was no omission of kerosene for the dead soldiers, they returned to the military tent on the north side.

The generals of each battalion have received military orders and gathered in the tent.

Seeing Yunlang enter the tent, a group of people stared at him in unison, their mouths were tightly shut, but their eyes were filled with scorching light.

"Where's Yuludan? Give me one."

Yun Lang untied his thin armor, went up to Xiao Shuo, and smiled: "How about it, is it majestic?"

Xiao Shuo took Yunlang's cloak and handed him the jade bottle: "If you are obedient from now on, you will be able to gallop for a day and two nights, and you will be even more majestic than now."

"In two years' time, the battle will be over, what else is there to do?"

Yun Lang was dumbfounded, touched the tea and swallowed the medicine: "What did you read just now, the account book? I just said it together."

Xiao Shuo looked at him quietly for a while, nodded, and moved the stack of books back.

Most of the military equipment, horses, money, food and grass that Shuofang's army deserved over the years were confiscated, and they were exploited layer by layer to scrape off the oil and water.

Over the years, there have been secret subsidies from various parties, and Mr. Hu has been guarding the building of no return, trying his best to collect money and deal with it, and finally managed to support it so far.But it is still far from enough to start a full-scale war with the golden men and golden soldiers.

"It will take three to five days before the army arrives in Yunzhou."

Yun Lang calmed down, took the few selected by Xiao Shuo and flipped through them: "How is our situation?"

"Shuofang's army has no savings, and now they are using the Zhenrong army's salary."

The general asked others to touch him a few times, and he quickly came back to his senses, and hurriedly clapped his hands in response: "There are enough weapons, food and grass are near Yunzhou, and far away are transfer envoys from various parties... There is no danger in two or three months, but there are not enough horses."

Yun Lang: "How much is the difference?"

"The more the better, and careful calculation is still [-]% short."

The general of the Divine Cavalry Battalion said, "Seven hundred horses."

Yun Lang frowned: "The barbarian horse merchants in the Western Regions were also cut off by King Xiang's men?"

Lieutenant Qingche stood aside and nodded: "Not only horses, but also salt and iron weapons. Yunzhou can only retain a few merchants in the city, and they have not opened for a long time."

Yun Lang twisted his cuffs, drank the cup of tea bit by bit, and put the tea bowl aside.

Horses, salt and iron, and weapons are usually not very eye-catching, but in wartime, they are the most important lifeblood of all parties.

Since King Xiang had already laid out the layout in Yingcheng, this move must not have been done on a whim.After many years of operation, I am afraid that I have already firmly grasped the trade route in my hands. At this time, no matter how much gold and silver I have, I will not be able to buy qualified war horses.

In cavalry combat, horses are the most important thing.

Without a horse gun and a horse spear, even if the wood is sharpened, it can still kill people with the help of strength and speed.But if there are not enough horses, naturally you can only turn to fight. The scimitar that cuts off the horse's legs can only deal with the iron kite. fill in.

"Pang Xia was overjoyed when he saw that he was going to make meritorious service, and donated all the silver from the prefect's mansion in one go."

Captain Qingche said: "Buguilou contacted a few small cavalry teams in private, and went to see them today. Although there are horses, most of them are rough horses, and few are strong."

"Pang Xia is so generous?"

Yun Lang was looking at the map carefully, when he heard something strange, he waved his hand again and said: "It's not good for a weak horse and a weak horse. The heavy armor and the armor are two to three hundred catties. When you get on the horse's back, you will sit on the ground together."

"If the [-]% of the horses are not matched, the cavalry of our army will not be able to head-to-head with the Jinren."

The general of the Range Rover Battalion frowned: "There are not many formations that cavalry can use. To put it bluntly, it is better to charge head-on. Weapons... It is not enough, armor is also necessary, but horses are indispensable."

"How can cavalry charge without armor?"

In the infantry battle, the Qingsai army couldn't stand it anymore, and frowned: "We will give you our armor, and the infantry should be more flexible, and we will be responsible for supporting it then."

"Responsible for the support also has to charge and kill. The infantry don't wear armor. Isn't it telling people to shoot through candied haws?"

Range Rover Camp waved his hands: "No, no, no need to mention this matter again."

The military situation was urgent, even though everyone was eager to have a good word with the major general, but at this moment it was difficult to cook without rice, and their hearts became anxious for a moment.

Not enough horses are not enough, no matter how powerful the Buguilou of Captain Qingche is, it is impossible to conjure horses out of thin air.

……

But the opportunity in front of him is really too rare.Iron Buddhas are most suitable for charging on the plains. If you charge out from the city, your combat power will naturally be weakened by half. If you have enough horses, you can severely maim these two iron Buddhas this time.

The general of the Divine Cavalry Battalion finally couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Yun Lang, and said in a low voice: "Young General..."

"What's the use of finding a major general?"

Guangjieying frowned: "We have been squatting in northern Xinjiang for these years, but we are helpless. The major general just came back, and you asked the major general to draw [-] horses for you?"

Shenqiying choked him, but couldn't refute even half a sentence, bowed his head resentfully, and sighed.

"It's really not possible, this time is gone."

The head general of the new team of tea and wine said in a low voice: "Now there is a major general in charge of Pang Xia, without him making trouble, try to turn around for a while, and gather a few hundred more horses..."

"inappropriate."

Someone frowned: "If you tell them to leave, wouldn't it be letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"Heaven-sent opportunity, let's say you can exchange three for one." The general of the cavalry battalion said, "Even if there are more people fighting, this battle will be a net profit for us, and we will bite off a piece of his flesh."

"But after all, there are still not enough horses. If we exchange for three, most of our army's Qingqi will be lost."

Someone said in a low voice: "The current military strength is not enough. If we suffer another loss, it will be difficult to take Shuozhou again..."

……

"...Major General."

Amidst the debate, Lieutenant Qingche looked at Yunlang's expression and said in a low voice: "But is there a way?"

His voice was kept low, but the generals in front still heard clearly, their eyes lit up suddenly, and they raised their heads.

"Though there are."

Yun Lang pressed his forehead, and exhaled: "It's kind of... a bit unrighteous."

"Today, what kind of benevolence and righteousness are there?!"

The general of the Yongwu Battalion slapped his chest hard: "But you want to feed Yingcheng water with beans? You can also mix senna leaves in the manger!"

"We don't have enough horses, so they can't even stand up with people and horses."

The general of the Yongwu Battalion is familiar with military books, and he knows the ups and downs of each other, so he took the initiative to ask for help, "The young general is kind-hearted, if you don't want to do it, let's go—"

"Yingcheng doesn't drink well water, the veins are running water, and the city below is Yunzhou City, who is your medicine?"

Captain Qingche glared at him: "When did the horse eat senna leaves? Go feed that horse and see if it kicks you?"

The general of the Yongwu Battalion was tongue-tied, shrank his neck, closed his mouth and fell down.

Although Lieutenant Qingche has not been in the army for a long time, his old prestige is still there. He stared back at the group of brainless rams one by one, and turned back to Yunlang: "If the major general has a plan, please express it."

"...That's all."

Yun Lang spread out a piece of thin tissue paper and took the pen from Xiao Shuo's hand: "I don't have a good reputation in northern Xinjiang either, this time is not bad."

Captain Qingche was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"At the beginning... the palace said that they would discuss marriage with me."

Yun Lang sighed: "I was so scared that I ran to the northern border and fought with Rong Di Lao Shanyu, overthrew his three tribes, and chased him into the Yin Mountain."

Captain Qingche: "..."

"That...Rong Di's horse merchant."

Captain Qingche: "Is it originally a tribe?"

"Three... At that time, you returned to Beijing with the prince, I don't know."

Shenqiying explained: "His three sons burned, killed, looted, and invaded our border in order to compete for territory. They did nothing good."

"It's such a good thing to have a family, it's too late to look forward to, how can you be afraid of talking about marriage?"

Shenqiying said in a low voice: "The major general just found an excuse to send him—"

"Unfortunately."

Yun Lang: "Now, I'm afraid that I'm going to discuss another kiss again. I'm so nervous that I can't sleep at night."

General of the Divine Cavalry Battalion: "..."

"Tell him to figure it out."

Yun Lang got up, went to the corner of the tent to shelter from the wind, and opened the bamboo cage: "I think he saw it last night, a large number of wild rabbits entered the mountain strangely, with strange appearance..."

"I am short of a thousand horses and seven hundred armors. If you are willing to trade them, our army will teach his tribe how to plow, weave and sow seeds, and teach him the plow, hoe and loom."

"If not."

General Yun Shao was decisive, stood up coldly, held the bald little rabbit in his arms and raised it up: "There is such a rabbit, so I can do it myself."

The author has something to say: The young general has a kind heart.