Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The night was dark and the wind was blowing.

The abnormal movement flowed into Chi Heng's ears, and her heart sank, and she immediately lay down and listened. After she had carefully discerned it, she held the knife with one hand, and quickly grabbed the horn placed by the pillow with the other hand.

The long sound of the horn pierced the silent night like a sword, and the soldiers of Yunchao woke up when they heard the sound——Day, old man!Damn Di Rong, let no one sleep!

When the enemy attacked, all the soldiers got up and prepared for battle.

The battle went from dark night to day, and from day to night.When he opened his eyes, blood was splattered all over the place, and when he lowered his head to cover the ground, Di Rong's army fought back like crazy.

Another dusk.

The Yunchao army was cornered.

Chi Heng gave the order to fight to the death!

No matter which dynasty or generation you are fighting in, it is a waste of time.

The first is grain, grass and salt. Not only people need to be full, but horses also need to be full.In the prairie, a horse starving to death is a long way from human death.

The second is weapons, unarmed, isn't it the end of waiting to be killed?

The cost of war resources was huge, and under Di Rong's pressure, the 20 army was about to run out of ammunition and food, and the letters sent to the court for help were like sinking into the sea.

Zhao Yong stared at the booklets piled up as high as a hill in front of him.

Eyebrows furrowed together.

He wanted Chi Heng to die, and he didn't want her to come back alive, but he couldn't bear to be buried with her.

In front of him, besides the urgent request for help from the front line, there is also the secret decree left by the late emperor.

There are three secret decrees of the first emperor:

Together, they dissolved the marriage contract between the Chi and Shen families.

On the grounds that 'the crown princess has been in charge of the East Palace for many years and has no heirs', the crown princess was abolished and relegated to side concubine.

The remaining one is the will to confer the daughter of the Shen family as the new crown princess.

From this, it can be imagined that if Shen Yanen did not plan for Zhao Qian to go to Dingshan to pray for the people, and if Chi Heng did not have the courage to kill the king, the living Zhao Qian would definitely follow the order.

Zhao Qian is dead, he sincerely did not expect to die so early, but he is not at ease about his only son.

Zhao Yong also found out the secret letter left by his father half a month ago.

The letter reminded him not to teach the world about the existence of the second Ziwei star, and he must kill Chi Heng if he finds a chance.

If possible, it would be best to let her die on the battlefield.

Befriend the General Zhen Guo's Mansion, appease Shen Yanen, and when the wings are full, eradicate the Shen family.

Find Xue Ling who cheated to death, and bury him with the emperor.

Every word is Zhao Qian's deepest concern.

Zhao Yong, who got the secret letter, felt strongly puzzled by his father, killing Chi Heng, getting rid of the Shen family, and covering up the truth of Erxing. Where is she buried?

Zhao Qian ordered a total of five things in the secret letter, and Zhao Yong deliberately ignored the last one as a son of man.

The front kept asking for war funds from the memorials, but Zhao Yong suppressed these memorials and refused to issue them. It was his father's order that he was worried about.

Chi Heng is the second Ziwei star in the world. Unlike the throne he inherited from Zhao's ancestors and his father, she is the emperor star from heaven.

What is heaven?

That is to bear the destiny, God allows her to compete with Zhao, and if she wins, it is the true destiny.

Chi Heng had to die.

If she can die on the battlefield, she will not only fulfill her father's last wish, but also be considered a thorn in Zhao Yong's side.

20 troops...

He was deep in thought.

After a while, I closed my eyes and leaned back, as if nothing happened.

But in the ever-changing battlefield, where can nothing happen?

"How much food do we have left?"

"The previous food was all eaten yesterday, and the food from the three cities of Xiping Pass, Hulang Pass, and Qingshui Pass can last for more than a month."

Wu Youyou said: "General, why is the imperial court's grain truck not coming?"

Chi Heng's eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth: "I will come."

……

In the hot summer, with the sun hanging overhead, vendors selling sour plum soup and mint soup are everywhere along the street.

The storyteller in the Yunjing teahouse spoke dryly, even if what he said today was the same as yesterday, people still love to hear the story of the complete victory of the Yunchao army.

Walking out of the gate of the teahouse, Liuqin opened an umbrella to cover the lady's head, and the master and servant were speechless for a moment.

Back in the Bieyuan, Qinghe called for Wang Qiulai.

Wang Qiu can be regarded as her half-apprentice, and now she has achieved so-so. The skills she has learned to manage the intelligence organization of [Red Dust Building] are doing pretty well.

"How's the front line?"

"Di Rong attacked our army at night. The two sides fought on the grassland for two days and two nights. Our army was weak and withdrew to [Red Lotus Valley]. Twenty days ago, we sent three urgent reports to the imperial court for help."

After sending three urgent reports in a row, it was obvious that he had no food or drink.

If you don't have enough to eat, you will naturally have no strength. If you don't have the strength, how can you fight Di Rong's elite to the death?

"The imperial court? Huh!"

I'm afraid that A Chi would die in Dirong's prairie.

Zhao Yong is a man who is more ruthless than the former emperor.

There may be 20 troops left by Achi's side, and 20 troops were buried...

Qinghe looked coldly: "Within three days, prepare the war supplies, take out a hundred [Xuhun Pills], and hire experts in the rivers and lakes to escort the supplies to [Red Lotus Valley]."

Luangqiu guessed so, and thanked himself for being smart enough to prepare a series of supplies in advance: "Yes!"

[Red Dust Building] spent a lot of money to hire experts to escort the car. For the [Xuhun Pill] worth hundreds of gold, how many people fought over their heads.

Red Lotus Valley.

The sound of his stomach growling came, and Chi Heng took a piece of grass in his mouth, thinking of himself as a sheep grazing.

But she is not a sheep after all.

Seeing her refusing to eat every day, Sun Zhui quickly brought over a bowl of thick rice porridge: "Jinli, why are you here?"

"It's not so sad." Chi Heng spit out the grass stalk twice: "Are the soldiers full?"

"Six or seven."

There is not enough food, how can you say that you are full?It's fine if you're not hungry.

"Eat it quickly, so you don't worry about it."

The scent of rice porridge wafted in the wind, Chi Heng licked the corner of his mouth, Sun Zhuri smiled and stuffed the bowl to her: "Eat quickly. It really can't be..."

"It's really impossible and you can't kill the horse."

After taking two mouthfuls of porridge to fill her stomach, she said, "If there is no food, go grab Di Rong's food. How can we win the battle without horses in this prairie?"

General Sun sighed: "Nowadays people are hungry, and horses are also hungry. It is said that the soldiers and horses have not moved, and the food and grass go first. The food and grass are gone now. Jinli, tell me why? But those traitors in the court ..."

"They don't have that much courage." Chi Heng sipped the rice porridge in small sips, even licking off the sticky rice grains in the porridge bowl: "You will know later."

The premise is that there is a future.

No one said this, and Sun Zhuri didn't get to the bottom of it.

Zhang Xiaoer trotted over: "General! Di Rong is attacking again!"

Chi Heng lifted the Tang Dao and raised his eyebrows upside down: "Then fight them!"

While they still have the strength, if they can kill one, it is one, and if they kill two, it is a profit.

Yunchao's army invaded the hinterland of Dirong all the way, and encountered a food and grass crisis when their fighting spirit was high, and the two armies fought a few times without pain or itching.

Yelu Chicheng surrounded the outside for three days and sent the dirtiest mouthed person in the army to come and scold him, from eight generations of ancestors to the little maid who didn't grow up at home, it sounds like a mouth smells worse than manure.

Snapped!

Wu Youyou slapped the stone with a slap: "I can't take it anymore!"

"If you can't bear it, you have to bear it. It's not time for us to break through."

Chi Heng gave an order today that no more food was saved, the soldiers were all fed, and the horses were well-fed, but after this meal, the food was completely exhausted.

There is no way to retreat.

The time to fight Di Rong to the death has not yet come.

Morale is a little low.

Di Rong's mouth was dirty, and his curse made people's hearts angry, but the fire was not enough, Chi Heng tried hard to mobilize everyone's energy.

The gold was sinking, and the soldier came with a carrier pigeon: "General! Your letter!"

"letter?"

Chi Heng jumped down from the rock, a little hope appeared in his heart.

When the letter was unfolded, she saw the familiar handwriting on it, and she was short of breath. She looked at it carefully again, and her euphemistic and cherished words were like gold:

"Feed you."

Sun Zhuri listened to it for a while, thinking he was hallucinating, and then saw Jinli's pretty face flushed and tenderness in his eyes, he clicked his tongue, envious that his friend was still missed by someone at this time.

"Soldiers!" Chi Heng put the letter in his sleeve pocket: "Win this battle and force Di Rong's army back. This general will take you to drink and eat meat, and you will be full every day!"

"Drink and eat meat?"

"Full?"

"Don't you need to eat grass?"

"Bah! The general ate grass himself and didn't let us eat grass!"

Zhang Xiaoer raised his hand tremblingly: "General, has the food arrived?"

Chi Heng smiled and nodded: "We're here, but Yelu Chicheng is blocking the outside, and the grain trucks can't get in. After the Di Rong army is defeated and we have enough supplies, we can fight with them until winter!"

The air was silent for a moment.

"Dry!"

"Fuck them!"

"His grandfather, finally don't have to suffer from this useless attitude! Do it!"

At this point, the lack of vitality in morale has also been made up.

Corresponding to vigor is dead energy, only vigorous vitality can give birth to a steady stream of hope.

In this battle, Yunchao's army was fighting like hungry wolf cubs.

With overwhelming vigor, he fought from dusk to dark night, causing Di Rong's army to retreat in a hurry, and Chi Heng personally led the troops to welcome the grain cart into the valley with blood all over his body.

The torches illuminated the surroundings, and the eyes of the soldiers were wide open. When the group of hundreds of people escorting the grain carts approached step by step, all the soldiers were dumbfounded. This, this does not look like a squad for supplying supplies from the imperial court.

The leader of the rivers and lakes, carrying a long sword on his back, got off his horse first, cupped his hands and said, "Little friend Chi, don't come here without any problems."

Chi Heng took a closer look and was overjoyed: "Senior!"

The person who came was actually the owner of the Lan Family Castle, Lan Cui.

"And me, Brother Chi!"

Lan Xiao dismounted with a smile.

The Delusion-Breaking Sword——Lan Xiao.

Chi Heng and Qinghe were good friends on the way to elope. They met in a ruined temple, and were invited by the Lan family brothers and sisters to visit the Lan family castle.

Not only that, but Chi Heng was taught a set of saber techniques by the Master of the Blue Castle. The two are both teachers and friends, and Chi Heng always remembers his kindness.

"Brother Lan! Are you here too?"

I didn't feel anything before, but today I feel very cordial when I see this situation.

Hundreds of Jianghu masters recruited by [Red Dust Building], and hundreds of people who can't see their history, just look at the soldiers present.

Sun Zhuri was also dumbfounded: "General, this is..."

Lan Cui looked serious, clasped his fists and said loudly: "We are ordered by the landlord of [Red Dust Building] to provide free food, meat, wine, cotton clothes, fine salt, and herbs to the good men who fought bravely on the front line. The imperial army will break through the royal court as soon as possible and return with a full load!"

The sound is deafening and the words are clear.When it reaches people's hearts, it stirs up waves.

[Red Dust Building] Landlord?Is that [Red Dust Building] landlord again?Grain meat is okay to say.It is not easy to get fine salt.

Isn't this dazzling cart of supplies sent by the imperial court?what is going on?

The mountain wind is sultry, and people's hearts are also sultry.

It turned out that it was not the supplies sent by the court.

They desperately killed the enemy and waited for the supplies to continue their lives. As a result, the legs of the civilian righteous men ran faster than those of the court.

What does this mean, Your Majesty?What does the imperial court mean?Do you want them to starve to death in Dirong's prairie?

Feeling flustered, Chi Heng glanced at his pale-faced comrade, and thanked Wen Sheng and the people in Jianghu who had traveled long distances to escort the supplies.

It was inconvenient for Lan Cui and others to stay for a long time, so they put down the supplies cart and fled overnight, like the evening wind in the Red Lotus Valley, coming and going in a hurry.

"Now is not the time to think wildly." Chi Heng stood with his hands behind his back: "Let me ask you, what is the purpose of fighting Di Rong and killing people?"

When the general asked questions, the soldiers dared not refuse to answer.

Some people said: "In order to open up the territory and subdue Di Rong, let them bow their heads and proclaim themselves as ministers and dare not be arrogant again!"

There are also people who said: "To protect the people at the border of our Yunchao from being bullied by Di Rong, and for the people of Yunchao to live and work in peace and happiness!"

"To earn a future!"

"To be a high official!"

"Go home and marry a daughter-in-law for the sake of returning home!"

"..."

For what, everyone has a clear or vague answer in their hearts.

Chi Heng smiled lightly: "Then I dare to ask here, is it for the sake of one family name?"

Sun Zhuri hissed inwardly: Jinli is too courageous, so I almost asked clearly—is it because of the surname Zhao?

No one dared to return for a while.

Chi Heng didn't mind their silence, and said in a clear voice: "If you want me to say, of course not!

"I am standing here so that the 'Three Pass Massacre' will never happen again, so that this land will not be set off for war.

"Every one of us standing here has the meaning of carrying forward.

"I know that some of you stand here for the sake of a bright future, to honor your ancestors, and even some of you are poor, and you join the army to have enough to eat.

"But the day we put on our military uniforms, we have a whole new identity—soldiers.

"What is a soldier? It is the sword and the shield in front of thousands of unarmed and innocent people. If we don't fall, they can stand upright, straighten their waists and not be subjugated slaves."

She took out a thick stack of letters that Lan Cui was told to leave behind before she left: "Here are letters of thanks from people from all over the world. Some people are illiterate. I will read them to you..."

……

At the end of the reading, Chi Heng's voice was hoarse, but he still insisted on reading the last letter.

The mountain wind was still sultry, but the soldiers felt cool and relieved.

Chi Heng used the method of "reading the letter" to temper the brilliant military spirit for the tens of thousands of troops.

The letter was Qinghe's whim, asking the common people to write letters from door to door, and those who couldn't write were transcribed by the female gentleman in [Red Dust Building], word by word, never changed. Intimate realism.

She is as meticulous as a hair, and she has anticipated the reactions of the soldiers who sent the supplies early in the morning.

Although the two are not together, their hearts are incomparably tacit.

After this incident, the morale of the soldiers was high.

Chi Heng sent people to distribute the letters, and almost every battalion kept three or five letters, and when he lost his energy, he took them out and took a look. He was another hero who had killed the enemy bravely and had a glorious mission.

In the middle of the night, the soldiers and generals were excited and happy to receive the thank-you letters from the people. In the main tent, Chi Heng found Wanwan's handwritten letter in his sleeve pocket. This was the first time she wrote to her.

Browsing the handwriting on it in the dim light, her gaze stayed on the words "feed you", and she smiled happily.

Feed you.

I will feed you when I get back.

My dear Wanwan, thanks to you this time.