My lord, wake up

Even Chen Zimu, who experienced the military camp for the first time, knew the meaning of the horn.

Wei Yan has quickly started to put on the battle armor, and hastily explained to Zhao Lianji: "Uncle Zhao, in case of any emergency, please take Zimu with you when you evacuate."

If the enemy army attacked the camp, it would almost mean defeat. Wei Yan was confident that such a thing would not happen, but he had to prepare for the worst first.

Once the situation ahead is not good, the medical staff and the wounded will be the first to evacuate to a safe place. Wei Yan took a few steps outside, then turned back and said solemnly: "Uncle Zhao, I'm counting on you."

Whether it is the current Zhenbei Army or Wei Yan himself, it has been too long since he has experienced war. The old soldiers left one by one, and the recruits put on their battle armor after training. It is dangerous.

Faced with Wei Yan's great entrustment, Zhao Lianji knelt in front of him as soon as he knelt: "General, don't worry, this subordinate will definitely live up to the entrustment."

As for Chen Zimu on the bed, watching Wei Yan put on his helmet and armor, watching him lay out his plans, watching him turn around to leave, he finally couldn't hold back and said, "General."

Wei Yan turned his head and looked at each other. Chen Zimu was still very calm, but there was some inexplicable emotion in his eyes: "Come back safely."

"it is good!"

This sound is sonorous and powerful.

# # #

The Zhenbei Army moved out of Changyu City for more than a month, and Cangchuan remained on hold. According to reports from Ran Ying's spies in Cangchuan, the Cangchuan Kingdom was divided into two factions, one for war and the other for peace.

The main combat faction is dominated by civilian officials, while the main peace faction is basically the generals who participated in the original battle.

Only those who have truly experienced the tragic war of the year will understand the hardships and hardships. The military strength of the two countries is comparable. Apart from dragging down the military and civilians and increasing taxes, the hard battle cannot expand the territory at all, or achieve other goals.

Emperor Cangchuan had always been ambitious, but no matter how ambitious his ambition was, he could not cooperate with it, and it was not popular among the people, so he could not implement it in the end.

The land in Cangchuan is barren, which is not conducive to the growth of crops. It can only be dominated by animal husbandry, and food is in short supply.This time, several civil servants who had never asked about border defense issues suddenly wrote a letter, proposing the war. They analyzed it logically and thought that once the cities of Ranying were captured, the problem of domestic resource shortage would be solved.

On the other hand, Emperor Cangchuan is old, and the two princes have their own powers, and the battle for the crown prince is intensifying.

In order to cater to Emperor Cangchuan's ambitions, the first prince submitted a letter to lead the battle, while the brave second prince Helian Chunfeng volunteered to lead an army to attack Ran Ying.

This battle will not only solve the material problem, but also allow the unresolved battle for the crown prince to compete.

For Emperor Cangchuan, it could be said to kill two birds with one stone. He had no reason to refuse, and immediately approved the invitation to fight, which led to this dispute.

But when the army went out, there were grievances among the people in Cangchuan. The high taxes, the lack of food and grass that should be given priority to the barracks, and the compulsory conscription all made the people who yearn for peace feel very sorry for the decision of Emperor Cangchuan. anger.

Under heavy pressure, the Facing Southern Army led by Helian Chunfeng had to rest on the spot and wait for the final instructions.

It's not that Wei Yan didn't take chances. He hoped that Cangchuan would finally follow the public opinion and continue to maintain the peace agreement between the two countries. This is actually the most sensible choice for both countries.

This is also the reason why the Zhenbei Army has been standing still and did not choose to preemptive strikes.

It's a pity that what finally came was this night attack without warning. In the end, Emperor Cangchuan launched the war on his own will regardless of the wishes of the people...

Wei Yan stepped on the horse, galloped to the front of the battle, and shouted with the passionate drums: "Brothers, let the generals of the Cangchuan Kingdom see that our Zhenbei Army is not afraid of war!"

What responded to him was the cry of tens of thousands of soldiers.

Wei Yan led the army to fight, and finally met the legendary second prince of Cangchuan, Helian Chunfeng.

Different from what he imagined, Helian Chunfeng didn't look like a reckless man who only showed his courage. His appearance combined the deep outline of the Cangchuan people and the exquisite facial features of the Ranying people. In those light brown eyes, Shining brightly.

With just one glance, Wei Yan knew that this person was not easy to deal with.

Sure enough, this battle lasted from midnight to dawn. When the rising sun crossed the horizon, Helian Chunfeng ordered to retreat and rest, suspending the first battle that broke the peace agreement.

In this confrontation, both sides suffered heavy casualties, Wei Yan did not order the pursuit, and ordered people to withdraw to the camp with seriously injured soldiers and damaged weapons, while he himself stood there and stared for a long time.

The originally barren loess was already in a mess at this time. Looking around, the corpses of soldiers and horses from the two countries were everywhere. The blood continued to overflow from their bodies, staining the land red, and following the dry and cracked winter. The soil was dripping from the crevices, and it didn't know where it flowed. A gust of wind blew by, blowing a disgusting smell of blood.

Wei Yan moved, and his eyes fell on a slightly immature face not far away. After a while, he stepped forward and knelt on one knee, reaching out his hands to close his eyes staring at the sky.

Lu Yishui rode his horse and came behind him: "General, go back."

The battlefield is ruthless, as long as there is a war, someone will die. This is the truth that Wei Yan has understood since childhood, but he is used to living a peaceful and peaceful life, and suddenly accepting such a cruel killing is always hard to let go.

He straightened up and closed his eyes, suppressing the pity in his heart, and when he opened them again, he had recovered his usual calmness and majesty: "Back to camp."

# # #

There were many affairs after the war, and Wei Yan, as a general, could not rest even if he returned to the camp.

The school lieutenants counted the casualties of each department and the consumption of weapons. After Wei Yan read it, he began to draft the memorial. Once the war started, there would be frequent firefights in a short period of time. Whether it was personnel or supplies, it would be a big problem.

It was already past noon when he arranged to send the eight-hundred-mile express to the imperial city. He went to the well to fetch a bucket of ice water, poured it on his head, washed away his blood, and used the cold to drive away his fatigue. .

When Wei Yan returned to his camp to change clothes, he glanced at the man on the bed, and confirmed that the other person's condition did not relapse. He finally felt relieved, and before he had time to stay longer, he turned around and hurried out of the tent, and urgently called all the generals to discuss the next strategy.

Chen Zimu woke up after a nap, the sky was still dark outside, and there was no one in the camp, he thought of something, put on his clothes eagerly, opened the door curtain, grabbed a passing guard and asked, "Is the general back?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he let go of his hand in a daze, and thanked the other party in a low voice.

After the guard left, Chen Zimu turned back to the camp, and stretched out his hand to press on the position of his left chest. Inside was his violently beating heart that hadn't had time to calm down.

It has been many years since he has felt this kind of emotion called "fear"... It seems that since his mother left that year, no one has been able to touch his senses like this. This fear is violent and real, even It didn't even appear when the first emperor died.

He always thought that he was calm enough and strong enough to face all sudden challenges.But he didn't know that the so-called invincible was just that he didn't meet the person who could influence him.

Wei Yan was still busy in the main tent, and Chen Zimu went to the kitchen to eat alone. Because there were so many soldiers in the army, even a few kitchens could not accommodate them, so according to the military rules, meals were carried out in batches. Everyone lined up to cook, and the soldiers who finished eating Leave, and the people behind will pick up, and so on until everyone has finished eating,

In the past, everyone always greeted each other, chatted a few words during the waiting time, sometimes talked about the scenery of their hometown, and sometimes talked about their plans for the future, but this day the kitchen was surprisingly quiet. Also just bury his head in eating.

Some of them were injured, while others were not injured. The hands holding the chopsticks trembled uncontrollably, and the atmosphere was overwhelming.

Chen Zimu looked up and glanced around, and he could more or less guess that today's battle situation was not optimistic. He lowered his head and quickly finished the food in the bowl, and got up to make room for the soldiers behind him.

Wei Yan was still not seen after returning the account, but Zhao Lianji still remembered to ask Zhao Erfu to deliver the medicine in his busy schedule.

Zhao Erfu's expression was solemn, and he didn't say much, he said hello and put down the medicine bowl, and then hurried to leave. Chen Zimu stopped the other party and asked a few words, only then did he realize that the casualties were so heavy, and the other side of the medical tent was in chaos. .

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his head and drank the potion in the bowl, and said, "Wait, I will go back with you."

Because there were too many wounded, many uninjured soldiers went to the medical tent to help with simple bandages, and the soldiers who were in charge of lighting the fire and cooking in the kitchen were also helping to cook medicine, and the three military doctors were so busy that they never touched the ground.

But there were still not enough manpower. When Zhao Lianji saw Chen Zimu who came back with Zhao Erfu, he seemed to have seen a savior.

But the other two military doctors had never met Chen Zimu, and they didn't trust the man who suddenly appeared in the medical account. Seeing him with his phoenix eyes half-opened, looking listless, he really didn't look like someone with outstanding abilities, so they became even more suspicious .

Zhao Lianji didn't care about other people's eyes at this time, he had already stuffed the bone setting plate into his hand, and hurriedly explained: "Please trouble me to take a look at the broken bones for me, if it continues, I'm afraid the root cause of the disease will be left in the future .”

Chen Zimu nodded slightly, took his things and walked towards the simple plank bed where the wounded was placed at the front. The twisted leg bones had been pushed back into place.

The little soldier guarding the side was stunned, and after a while he came back to his senses and said in shock: "You... why don't you say something, just in case you bite your tongue..."

Many doctors will let patients bite on cloth pa to prevent them from biting themselves when setting bones.

"As a soldier of Ran Ying, I can't stand the pain. How can I go to the battlefield?" Chen Zimu's sleepy eyes revealed a few rays of coldness, his hands were moving without slowing down, and his slender fingers moved flexibly. Then use white gauze to fix the plank on the wound.