Who is the world

In the northern border of Chaoyang Kingdom, the gate of Moye City.

In the howling wind, a slender figure stood on the high wall with his hands behind his back, quietly looking down at the dusty loess beneath his feet.

The place where the eyes entered was full of yellow dust, and the wind and sand swept up all over the sky, blurring all the scenes in front of them.The setting sun looks a bit hazy in the dust, and it feels a bit precarious under the raging strong wind. The only thing that shakes people is the bright red color like blood in the sky, which seems to have experienced a fierce battle not long ago The portrayal of it is also a harbinger of the next more tragic fight that is about to unfold.

The howling north wind blew a biting chill on the skin, the flags hanging high above the city wall were fluttering in the cold wind, and the shouts of soldiers practicing in the distance echoed faintly in the sky, circling away with the wind.

The cold wind blew up and didn't stop for a moment, but the still standing white figure remained unmoved, standing upright all the time, letting his white clothes flutter, blowing his long black hair, blowing past his ears and fluttering with the wind.

On the handsome and resolute face, there was a solemn expression, giving people a sense of calmness and trust, only a trace of unnoticeable worry was hidden between the handsome brows.

In the blink of an eye, it has already entered early winter, and the fierce battle has lasted for a month and a half.

The location of Moxie City is very close to the north, so even though it is early winter, the weather is already very cold.

After winter, the battle will undoubtedly become more difficult.The soldiers of the enemy country are brave and warlike. They are all tall and burly, and they were born and raised in the north. The harsh and cold climate of their own country has long allowed them to get used to the snowy winter, and they know better how to protect themselves in the harsh environment. This kind of weather has long been commonplace for them, and they don't care about it, let alone fear of winter; and Chaoyang Country is located in the south, with a pleasant climate, and it is rare to see snow scenes even in deep winter. The worse the weather is definitely not conducive to soldiers fighting.

Comparing the two phases, there is no doubt that the other party has gained a certain degree of advantage.

Apart from these, the most worrying thing in front of us is the food that is about to run out!

It's really worse!

The figure standing on the highest city wall looked up at the patch of loess in front of him, and his proud eyebrows frowned slightly.

I have been writing to the grain transportation officer for half a month, but so far the food team still has no whereabouts. The letter sent again eight days ago has not been answered, and the courier sent again more than two days ago Now it is estimated that they can reach their destination, but when they want to bring back food and grass, they don't know when!

And the remaining food and grass in the camp is only enough for two days at most!The addition of materials such as land administration that was reluctantly purchased from the local area is far from solving any problems.

Everything is going in the worst direction.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help clenching his fists, his clear and dark eyes added a bit of worry, he sighed almost inaudibly, turned and walked down the high platform, and went to the school grounds to inspect the soldiers' drills.

At night, after a long and intense discussion among the generals in the commander's camp, they finally drew up a battle plan for tomorrow.

At this moment, most of the generals went back to their tents to rest and prepare for tomorrow's attack, only a few confidants remained in the commander's tent.

The flickering candlelight reflected the heaviness inside the tent.

The person in front of the table frowned, his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and his expression was solemn.

"My lord, although the current situation is very critical and it is imminent to end the war as soon as possible, but this plan is too dangerous, please think twice..." Fang Yehong, the young counselor on the left, frowned, and murmured about the scruples in the hearts of everyone present.

The young prince was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Xinzhu, you all know the real situation in the army. If the war continues, the consequences will be self-evident. Our army will run out of food in three days at most. By then If the morale of the army is unstable, and they are suffering from hunger and cold, they will surely be defeated without fighting."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked dignified.

Everyone is well aware of how critical the situation is, but if you want the prince to put himself in danger, how can you do it!Otherwise, the current stalemate cannot be broken, and the fate of defeat will also be inevitable.

During the brief silence, the atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

Except for a few senior generals who knew about the imminent shortage of food, the rest of the people were closely guarded, but the news would not be blocked for long, and there would be chaos.

The flickering candlelight distorted all the shadows, which seemed to herald the rough and gloomy future.

"Lord Xiao will definitely fight hard—" Fang Yehong frowned deeply, struggling for the last time.

He is absolutely unwilling to ask the prince to take risks, so even though he knows it well, he is still willing to pin his hopes on Shangshu Xiao Jinghong.Presumably, if Master Xiao knew what the prince did, he would definitely disapprove of it. I still remember that before leaving the imperial capital, Master Xiao told them to protect the prince comprehensively. No worries.It's just the current situation...

Believe it or not, wait or not, the choice between the two involves huge risks, but the prince absolutely cannot afford to lose!

"I'm afraid Jing Ye won't make it in time..." The person in front of the case gripped the parchment in his hand and sighed deeply.

This is actually a fact that everyone vaguely understands. No matter how much they hope for it, they have to admit that they have fallen into a dilemma.Really - there is no other way!

"Damn! Bastards! These bastards who have harmed the country and the people! They should all be dragged out and chopped down!" Fang Yehong, who has always been resourceful and calm, could no longer maintain his composure this time. Unreconciled, full of anger, but there is nowhere to vent it.

As Jing Wang Xu Zixu's close confidantes, they naturally know a thing or two about the twists and turns.

Compared to Fang Yehong's resentment and anxiety, Xu Zixu just kept silent, his handsome and gentle face appeared very calm, but his deep dignity had already been seen in his deep eyes and eroded his whole body. The parchment was almost crushed.

How not to worry, how not to worry, how not to hate!

Tomorrow's battle, a full blow, a desperate fight, although extremely dangerous, but it has to be done.

It is a matter of course to die for the country, and there is no complaint, but what is chilling is that the Ninth Five-Year Supreme above the high hall, why is he so indiscriminate, so that the traitor is in power, or this is the true meaning of that person ...

Leaving aside all the entanglements of interests, what Xu Zixu never expected was why they were so afraid of him, that they would not hesitate to get rid of him on this occasion!The success or failure of battle on the battlefield is related to thousands of soldiers and the people of the world, how can it be such a trifling matter!

His deeply furrowed brows could hardly conceal his concern for the country and the people, almost biting his gums.

Could it be that they really want to not forget partisan disputes at this moment!He didn't care about the overall situation at all...

If he is defeated because of this, Xu Zixu will die with regret.

"I'm going to kill those sons of bitches!" The sturdy general Cheng Jing cursed loudly with red eyes, picked up his long knife and was about to get up and walk out of the tent, but was stopped by another colleague.

"Who are you going to kill? This is Moxie Border Pass!" Qiu Shaofeng looked at his impulsive colleague and said in a low voice.

"Then...then I'll kill that Lao Shizi's warlord first! Go back and clean up the others one by one!" The man panted heavily, brandishing a long knife weighing fifty or sixty catties and cursed bitterly, about to break free from Young Master Qiu. Maple's pincers.

"Cheng Jing! Sit down! Don't act rashly, don't cause trouble for the prince again!" Qiu Shaofeng pressed Cheng Jing's shoulder, his tone was calm, but his words were very sharp.

Cheng Jing glared at the young general bitterly, froze and didn't move, but was defeated by Qiu Shaofeng's unwavering resolute eyes, even though he was unwilling, he sat down resentfully as he said.He is impulsive, but he is not so dull and stupid that he does not understand the delicate situation his prince is in.

"My lord, please think twice, your safety is really important—" Fang Yehong spoke again after she had just calmed down, "Or, my lord doesn't have to go out in person..."

"My lord, what Hsinchu said is true." Qiu Shaofeng, who has always been calm, reticent and thoughtful, couldn't help hesitating, "It's better for you to pretend to be a lord to lure the enemy to attack......"

"No, I'll go! Don't fight any of you!" Cheng Jing clenched his fists and stood up again awkwardly, looking like he would fight desperately with whoever came to grab it.

"The trick to lure the enemy is very important. It's all about confusing the public and taking them by surprise. The enemy general Chu Yi is so shrewd. If he detects something wrong, he will definitely refuse to enter the urn. If this is the case, our army will be in danger." Xu Zixu shook his head slowly. , but he said in a eloquent manner, "What's more, once the enemy takes the bait, the army needs to be mobilized, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise the success will be ruined!"

"My lord—"

"Xinzhu, Yinse, Ah Jing, you don't need to say too much, since the king has made a decision, there is no need to discuss this matter." The elegant man waved his hand and said calmly.

"If I don't make it in time, the consequences will be disastrous..." Qiu Shaofeng frowned anxiously, and expressed his concern in a deep voice.

"My lord!"

The three of them couldn't hide their worries. Although they knew in their hearts that this battle would be difficult and difficult, it is really advisable to fight quickly, not to mention that the opponent is Chu Yi, the number one master of Tianpei who is known as the god of war at a young age, but they still hope that their master will change. Think long term.They are willing to go through fire and water, but they never want to see their master in danger.

But at the same time, they also know that although the prince is gentle and gentle, once he makes up his mind, he cannot be changed.But this time, it was too dangerous...

Fang Yehong was still waiting to be persuaded, but Xu Zixu cut him off and said calmly:

"So it's all up to you!" The young Prince Jing smiled faintly, "I trust you." The implication is that there is no room for change.

"My lord!" Seeing this, the three of them were silent for a while, and then they all knelt down on one knee, swearing sonorously, "This subordinate will definitely live up to my lord's expectations!"

"Okay, let's all get up. Follow the plan tomorrow—" Xu Zixu smiled lightly, got up and helped the three of them one by one, "If anything happens, I will rely on you to dispatch the army!"

"My lord!"

The heavy and oppressive atmosphere permeated and surrounded, and everyone was silent for a while.

Looking at each other, Xu Zixu couldn't help sighing in shame: "I'm tired, you suffer together with me!"

"My lord, don't do this! It is our only wish to advance and retreat with you."

"Okay! In this last battle, we must fight beautifully and return home in style!" Xu Zixu's tone suddenly changed, his voice was clear and high-pitched, and his clear and handsome face was full of majesty and agitation.

"I'll obey!" The three raised their heads and looked directly at their lord, shouting in unison, and their morale suddenly rose.

Xu Zixu nodded slightly: "Tomorrow's battle will be very fierce, you should go to rest early."

"Yes!"

After the three of them withdrew from the tent, Xu Zixu meditated on the sheepskin map for a long time, the shadow of the moon was slanting to the west, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The current situation, internal and external troubles, factional disputes, is really turbulent and unpredictable. I am afraid that the common people in the world will be displaced again...

"Brother Huang..." The figure under the lamp in front of the desk sighed in pain.

"Master, it's getting late, and the night is cold and dewy, let's go to bed early..." Zhimo, the little servant who accompanied him, added some more firewood, flicked the wick, rubbed his eyes, held back the yawn that reached his mouth, and forced a yawn Spirit, to comfort his prince to take care of his body.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep by yourself. You don't need to wait on me." Xu Zixu looked at the file and said lightly without raising his head.

"Master...you don't get sleepy when you know ink." The young man cheered up, blinked his eyes vigorously, turned around and took the cloak to cover Xu Zixu's body, and stood aside.

"Oh! You can't keep your eyes open and you still say you're not sleepy? It's okay, go to sleep first." Xu Zixu looked up at the attendant and smiled softly.

"Master doesn't sleep, neither does Zhimo." The boy pouted stubbornly.

Xu Zixu looked at his attendant and sighed softly: "Don't you listen to what Master said?"

"Slave dare not! But...Master, please take care of yourself, or the princess will be worried." Zhimo bowed and said, his lowered eyes revealed a hint of cunning.

Hearing this, Xu Zixu's melancholy and slightly frowning brows relaxed slightly, and his expression eased a lot. There was a light and gentle smile on his serious and depressed face, which looked extraordinarily elegant and gentle under the dim and flickering candlelight.

He put down the file, got up and stretched his muscles, and said: "Then serve the king to undress."

"Yes, master." Zhimo laughed immediately after hearing this, and hurried over to wait for bedtime.

"Zhimo, you'd better stay at the back tomorrow and don't go out. If something unexpected happens, follow General Qiu and they will take care of you." Before going to bed, Xu Zixu thought about it and still ordered him like this, regardless of the attendant's puzzled expression turning over Go to bed, close your eyes and sleep.

The next day, when Dongfang was fully aware, all Chaoyang armies had already dispatched to act according to plan. Xu Zixu led [-] elite soldiers to lure the enemy.

(Note: Zishi in ancient times is equivalent to 23:00~1:00 in the middle of the night today, and one hour is equivalent to two hours today. The Chaoyang country emphasizes rituals, noble literati and others have their own name, between relatives and friends or between superiors and subordinates (Referring to confidantes, etc.) The words match each other to show closeness and politeness. Therefore, Hsinchu is Fang Yehong's character, Jing Ye is Xiao Jinghong's character, Yinse is Qiu Shaofeng's character, and I will talk about Ying Yi's character later. Xu Zixu’s words, etc., if you don’t know, you can refer to the keyword column of the copywriter. Tianpeiguo, apart from the strict hierarchy, is more open and casual about such red tape, and doesn’t pay so much attention.)

作者有话要说：【原写于2009年1月1日，修于2010年4月16日】