Yunyue past events

Early in the morning, the Rong army attacked Jingu Pass again. Feng Boyi guarded the north gate, and Feng Xian guarded the south gate. Both Feng's master and the soldiers guarding the gate were also wounded.

Fan Chun and Fan Yu stood on the tower, one with a bow and the other with a dagger, each leading a small team.

Looking at the Rong soldiers outside the North City Gate, Fan Chun frowned: "I just fought a battle yesterday, and I'm here again today, aren't these Rong soldiers tired?"

His arms were wrapped with cloth strips, and the bleeding from his fingers yesterday had stopped. He gritted his teeth, and he could barely draw a bow and nock an arrow with his damaged arm.

"Today only the Rong soldiers from the north were dispatched, but the south didn't come, so it shouldn't be as hard as yesterday." Fan Yu clenched the hilt of his sword, staring at the Rong soldiers who were preparing to attack in the distance.

Fan Chun sighed: "You and I are okay on the city wall,? King Qing is about to get a new injury today."

There was no time to be melancholy, and when he heard the sound of the horn outside the city, Fan Chun immediately put the arrow on the bow and focused on aiming at the Rongbing team ahead.

Fan Yu climbed down the platform and walked towards his team. This was a sword soldier with a shield. Fan Yu stood in a good position with the shield and sword in hand, looking ahead with a resolute expression.

The team members picked up their shields and daggers one after another, and all faced the enemy outside the city.

They stood behind the pile, only their heads were exposed, as if their bodies had merged into the wall and became part of this solid pass.

Rongbing started to attack, they pulled out more siege weapons and showed all their assets.

Suddenly, the north gate of Jinguguan opened wide, and an army came out from the city, and the leader of this army was Yue Qian.

Wearing armor and holding a short sword, Yue Qian was tall, heroic and strong. He strode forward and walked at the front of the team, with followers like clouds.

Under the cover of the soldiers on the city wall, Yue Qian led the crowd to attack the oncoming Rong soldiers...

At noon, the Rong army retreated, and the battlefield was in a mess, leaving behind a large number of siege weapons, and among these siege weapons, almost all the archery stands were damaged to varying degrees.

Yue Qian led the soldiers out of the city to meet the enemy, focusing on destroying the siege weapons.

Rong Bing general Zhao Zhang was shot in the arm by Liu Ya in this battle. He returned to the camp, took off his helmet and sat in the tent, while a pharmacist bowed his head to heal his wounds.

Two days ago, Zhao Zhang led [-] elite soldiers to support Mengyang City. He was full of ambition at the time, but now he looked depressed.

Zhao Zhang slammed his fist on the wooden case, annoyed: "I have been fighting with the army since the fifteenth day, this is the first time I have fought so uselessly!"

Yesterday, knowing that the enemy's rear troops (Military Division Zhang Ze) had captured Peng County, Zhao Zhang realized that he might not have a chance to capture Jingu Pass again.

Today's hasty attack is also a last-ditch effort.

Inside Jingu Pass, the prisoners were celebrating their victory. Even the old and the weak, women and children had smiles on their faces. They felt happy from the bottom of their hearts. For the first time, they were no longer frightened by their situation.

The logistics responsible for the cooking set up big pots in the city to cook food, but what they cooked were wild vegetables, dried fish, rice and beans. People were already satisfied with food to satisfy their hunger.

Feng Boyi left from the window and walked to Yue Qian's side, where a pharmacist was stitching up the wound on Yue Qian's right hand.

Yue Qian and Rong Bing fought fiercely, and Hu's mouth was shattered by weapons during the fight.

We should be lucky that he went out of the city to fight against Rong Bing again and again, and he was able to come back alive.

Yue Qian said leisurely: "Just now when the spies came to report, the Rong soldiers outside the South City Gate retreated to Jingu Ferry."

Feng Boyi was shocked, and said happily, "Couldn't it be that Zhang Ze has captured Peng County? No wonder only the enemy troops from the north came to attack the city today, and the south side didn't move out!"

This is great news, Feng Boyi was overjoyed and rubbed his hands excitedly.

There was a smile on Yue Qian's face, but he was not particularly excited, maybe he had expected it long ago.

Even if he couldn't communicate with each other, he believed that his tribe who stayed in the southern part of Yunnan would come to help him.

Yue Qian's analysis: "Zhang Ze has either already captured Peng County, or is about to capture it, which is why Rong Bing's actions are so abnormal. There was a big battle yesterday, and today Rong Bing hastily dispatched troops, anxious to capture Jingu Pass."

Feng Boyi sat on the mat, sitting in a relaxed posture, with one hand resting on his thigh, now that the situation is clear, Rong Bing don't want to trap them in Jingu Pass forever.

"If Zhang Ze can really come to meet him, we have to start thinking about how to get out of Jingu Pass." Feng Boyi was deep in thought.

Most of the prisoners are incapable of combat and slow-moving, so it will be very difficult to evacuate.

A soldier brought food and placed it on the food table. The commander's food was only fish soup and steamed rice.

Yue Qian picked up a bowl of steamed rice and ate half of it in one go. He raised his head and saw that Feng Boyi was still thinking hard, and said leisurely, "I have a way for wounded soldiers, women, children and children to evacuate safely."

In the dark night, Zhao Ling walked along a rough path and returned to his tent in the center of the camp. He had just visited the big tent where the wounded were received and treated.

The pained groans of the wounded in their ears gradually faded until they were drowned out by the north wind.

Over the past few days, Zhaoling was used to seeing death and pain, and his heart gradually became numb. Even if he faced the bloody wound and listened to the heart-piercing screams of the soldiers, he no longer flinched, and could maintain his composure.

Lifting the curtain, Zhaoling entered the tent, outside the tent stood several guards, he was in the Rongbing camp, the guards still did not dare to slack off and did their duty with all their heart.

It was late at night, and the surrounding area was rarely quiet. Zhao Ling sat in front of the desk, facing an oil lamp, and a map of the old land of Yunyue was placed in front of the desk.

Zhaoling browsed the map, and his eyes fell on the dividing line between the west and south of Yunyue——Nanyi Water.

The north bank of Nanyi River is Jingu Ferry, and the south bank is Peng County.

It's so quiet all around tonight, I feel a little uncomfortable.

Since coming to Mengyang City, there have been many sleepless nights, reading documents and discussing the war non-stop.

Seeing the news that Peng County was captured yesterday, Zhao Ling's mood was extremely complicated at that moment, and he still couldn't sort it out by now.

Leaving the desk, taking off her clothes, Zhao Ling lay on the bed, closed her eyes

The copper grass flowers on the Zitong Mountain appeared in front of my eyes, and the purple red that stretched for miles suddenly turned into a blood red.

A round of setting sun hangs on the ridge of Zitong Mountain, and the blood red that catches the eyes can no longer tell whether it is flowers or blood.

The large-scale smelting yard at the foot of the mountain was empty, allowing the north wind to rage, and countless deep and terrifying mine shafts extended underground, leading to nowhere.

Opening his eyes, in the dimness, Zhao Ling heard someone sighing softly, it was his own sighing.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a noise from outside the camp. Zhao Ling came out to take a look, and saw Wei Ping holding on to a piece of white silk. He was interrogating a soldier, and the soldier held up an arrow while narrating.

"My lord, an arrow was shot into the camp just now, carrying this thing." Wei Ping handed the white silk to Zhao Ling, but he didn't say that there were words on it.

When Wei Ping received the white silk from the soldier, the first thing Wei Ping did was to read the words on it.

Zhao Ling returned to the camp with the white silk, and he read it under the oil lamp, and found that it was a truce.

The writer's handwriting is very familiar, and the characters are strong and powerful, which are Yue Qian's characters.

The armistice letter does not have many words, and it uses concise words to explain a fact: Zhang Ze has captured Peng County, is crossing the Nanyi River, and will arrive at Jingu Pass in the near future.

And put forward a request: as long as Rongguo evacuates the Rong soldiers near Jingu Pass, Yue Qian will withdraw his troops from Jingu Pass and return to Yunnan.

Touching the words on the white silk with fingers, Zhao Ling was thinking, and Wei Ping was also thinking at the same time, neither of them said a word, the oil lamp on the desk was almost burned out, and the light flickered on and off.

After weighing the pros and cons, Wei Ping said: "Now the situation of the battle has indeed been reversed. Our army has to change from active attack to defensive."

Tapping the book case with his fingers, Wei Ping analyzed: "When Zhang Ze's troops join up with Yueqian, our troops will not be able to withstand their offensive, and the Zitong Mountain will fall into the hands of Yunyue people. I am afraid that Mengyang City will not be able to defend it." live."

Imagine that if Yue Qian joined Zhang Ze and chose to attack instead of retreating, the situation in Mengyang City would be critical.

Zhaoling's fingertips rubbed the word "Yueqian" signed on the armistice letter, and he said: "If Yueqian wants to occupy Zitong Mountain, he must defend Jingu Pass and Mengyang City, and resist our army's continuous crusade. In that case, he must abandon the southern part of Yunyue and transfer all his troops to the western part of Yunyue."

After a short pause, Zhao Ling continued: "Without the southern part of the cloud, even if Yueqian successfully defends Jingu Pass and Mengyang City, it will be difficult to support due to lack of food, and it will inevitably fail."

Although the west of Yunyue is the most important copper mine production area, as a mountainous area, the local food cannot be self-sufficient, and it cannot feed a huge army.

"Right now, we are unable to attack Yueqian, and he has no intention of going north. It seems that we can only let him go south with prisoners." Wei Ping stated calmly, this is a fact.

The lesser of two evils, if Yue Qian occupies the western part of Yunyue, Rongguo cannot afford this result, and Rongguo needs the Zitongshan mine.

The words and sentences of the truce letter are refined, and the tone is calm and confident, Zhao Ling seems to be able to see Yue Qian writing these words.

He is confident and determined to win, and proposes a condition acceptable to both parties.

Wei Ping stood up and tidied his clothes. He said leisurely: "After Zhang Ze crossed the river, there was someone behind Yue Qian to meet him. He can lead the crowd out of Jingu Pass and retreat on his own. He is afraid that our army will pursue him, so he wrote a truce letter." , in order to safely bring those old and weak prisoners back to the southern part of Yunnan."

What kind of person is this, to do things that no general would ever do.

"It's really as you expected, he will not abandon the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled." Wei Ping lamented, but unfortunately he couldn't get rid of Yueqian, this person will definitely become a serious problem for Rongguo in the future.

When Rong Bing shot a silk book into Jingu Pass, it was noon, Yan Qi was holding a large bowl of rice and devoured it, and he didn't put down the bowl when he heard the soldiers talking.

After going through untold hardships, Yan Qi finally arrived at Jingu Pass from Peng County last night, and he brought back the good news of Peng County.

On the way back, Yan Qi encountered danger several times, especially when he passed the Jingu Ferry, he almost fell into the hands of Rong Bing, and he had a very difficult journey.

Traveling day and night, tired and exhausted, Yan got up to Jingu Pass, told Yue Qian the good news, and fell asleep.

I slept until the afternoon of the second day before waking up, feeling hungry.

After eating the third bowl of rice and drinking a large bowl of fish soup, Yan Qi stroked his chubby belly and lay comfortably on the city wall basking in the sun.

The silk letter that Rong Jun agreed to cease the war was handed over to Yue Qian through the hands of several people.

Yue Qian opened the silk book, and saw a line of characters, the handwriting was handsome and elegant, obviously written by Gong Ziling himself.

In a few words, it states the date, time, and distance of the withdrawal of Rong Bing, without a signature.

The lines between the lines appear so cold, rational, without any personal emotion.

The author has something to say: Director: The director guarantees that Yue Snake will still be able to see Zhao Ling.

————————————感谢在2021-09-08?01:58:16~2021-09-08?20:17:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 mortise and tenon component;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: contented? 40 bottles; mortise and tenon components? 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!