Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

It was not early, Yaoying moved the long case and placed it between the blanket and the felt blanket on which she slept as a partition, and lay down on her side.

There was no movement for a long time nearby. She stretched her head out of the felt blanket, lay on the case and looked out, her eyes dimly sleepy: "Why isn't the general still sleeping?"

The candlelight flickered, her long black hair covered her shoulders, her cheeks were dizzy, and her eyes seemed to contain a puddle of water.

Tamara Gha touched the Buddhist beads subconsciously, only touching the rough cocoon with his fingers, remembering that he was not wearing the Buddhist beads, and raised his hand lightly, bringing a breeze to extinguish the candle.

The tent fell into a gloomy darkness, but a faint torch light penetrated into the camp tent, the light faintly floated, and the girl's charming face was still clearly visible.

Tamaraga looked away, lifted the blanket, and lay down slowly.

Listening to him lying down, Yaoying also lay back.

After a while, her breathing became slow and long.

When she fell asleep, Tamara Gha sat up, got up, went around the bookcase in the middle, and gently lifted the felt blanket on Yaoying's body with her fingers.

Yaoying closed her eyes tightly, motionless, sleepy.

He lowered his eyes, rolled up her sleeves, took out a piece of Jinpa to cover the exposed section of his wrist, and put **** on it.

I don’t know what she was talking about with Princess Manda that day. I heard that they said that Princess Manda’s face was radiant when she left, and there was no resentment during the conversation. The medical officer was very grateful for this and gave her a lot of nursing medicine. .

When I was in Asan’s department, I went to see her in the evening and wanted to ask her about her medication. Unfortunately, Movito was also there, and he stayed in her room for a long time, talking and laughing, there would be no sign of leaving for a while, he Not wanting to attract Mohito's attention, he left.

Her pulse is gentle and slightly weak.

Tamara Gha retracted her fingers and Jinpa, making slight movements without touching her skin.

She hummed a little in her dream, then moved suddenly, and with a slap, her arms swung away from the felt blanket, and her sleeves slipped and her arms were exposed. In the darkness, her skin was brighter than snow.

Tamaraga looked away, a gentle light swept from the corner of his eye.

His eyes moved back again.

Yaoying's arm was caged with the string of prayer beads he gave her. The gray-white prayer beads were moist and cold, like a handful of moonflowers, and each bead was close to her snowy skin.

She wore a narrow-sleeved gown during the day, and she couldn't see that she was wearing a Buddhist bead. It turned out to be tightly caged like an arm ring, so she wouldn't slip off and be seen.

Tamara Gha lowered her eyes, pulled up the blanket to encircle Yaoying, tucked her arm back under the blanket, and pressed it lightly.

He bypassed the book case and lay down with his back to Yaoying.

…

I don't know if it's because of an extra person around, Yaoying didn't have the same nightmare as yesterday.

The next morning, she was awakened by a slight tapping sound, turned to sit up, tied her long hair, and looked around.

The light in the tent is bright, and the blanket on the other side of the book table is neatly folded, and it doesn't look like someone has slept.

He got up and went out.

Yaoying left the camp, General Jin flew down, stopped on her arm, and yelled a few times.

She touched Black Hawk's head, took off the sheepskin roll, and went to the big tent to find Bi Suo.

The letter was sent by Yuchi Dharma. Wahan Khan was really afraid of Tamaraga. He acted very cautiously this time and did not recruit troops from Gaochang. Lead troops to help Wakhan Khan.

The big tent is made of several layers of animal skins. It is tough and firm. The ordinary arrows are not easy to shoot through. It is several times larger than the ordinary camp.

Yesterday, the Chinese army sent out scouts and found that not only the Asan tribe was attacked, but the tribes were in anxious situation. Many of these tribes belonged to the surrounding forces. Therefore, the generals had different opinions and thought that these tribes should not be ignored.

When Yaoying arrived at the big tent, the generals and aides were still discussing intensely. Bi Suo looked at Tamaraga, who had a windshield on her face.

The quarrels in the tent kept coming and going, and Tamara Gya, unheard of, performed calculations on the sand table, and finally said: "Notify as many tribes as possible, save one more person, and one less enemy. Let the Asan tribe come forward, don't leak first. information."

Although the tribal power cannot be compared with the elites of the North Rong, the formation of a coalition army by all the tribes is also a force not to be underestimated, and it is likely to change the situation of the battle.

"Just take care of yourself, you will eventually fall into a situation surrounded by Beirong. We must unite all the forces that can be united, so that the neutral tribe will always be neutral."

Bi Suo should say in a low voice.

Yaoying bowed her head into the big tent, stood in the corner and talked quietly with the staff she knew in the tent, handed the parchment scroll, glanced at the generals sitting around, and stopped for a moment on Tamaraga next to Bi Suo. .

He bowed his head in thought, still wearing a blue shirt and white robe, with a tight leather belt around his waist, with clear lines outlined, tall and capable.

Yaoying retired.

With the sound of footsteps behind her, Yuanjue chased after her, staring at her for a long time, struggling.

"Princess, have you seen the regent last night?"

Yaoying nodded.

Yuanjue looked surprised, hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while, and said: "Princess, the regent was suddenly interrupted during the last exercise. I don’t know if there will be any harm. I will give you the regent’s medicine. If you find him looking wrong, be sure to remind him to take the medicine."

He took out a porcelain bottle.

Yaoying agreed, took the porcelain bottle, and put it away carefully. Bi Suo mentioned to her that he had arranged her to join the army because he was worried about Sultan Gu, so he took her just in case.

"Who interrupted the regent's luck?" she asked.

Yuanjue looked elsewhere and said vaguely: "A little accident."

Seeing that he didn't want to go into details, Yaoying didn't follow up, asking about the taboo of taking medicine, Yuanjue answered one by one.

While talking, a messenger rushed over and asked Yaoying to go to the stables: "General Ashina captured a group of war horses not long ago. I don't know if it is a war horse from the Alingbei of Haidu, please go over to Master Bayan. have a look."

Yaoying immediately came to the spirit.

Yuanjue said: "I will lead the princess."

The stable was on another hillside, and the two walked a long way, leaving the camp where the Chinese army was stationed.

The whole camp is more like a town. Thousands of tents are densely scattered under the sunny hillside. The flags and flags are fluttering in the wind. Soldiers dressed in different costumes walk through it. Although tens of thousands of people are stationed here, they are in order and orderly. .

There has been careful planning between the tent and the tent. It seems that the roads are straight and extend in all directions. However, after walking for a while, Yaoying found that all the roads are not straight, but bends and turns. It’s easy to lose your way if there is no one to guide you and you can’t understand the flags.

Yuan Jue took Yaoying through the labyrinth-like path and explained to her: "There is a reason for the arrangement of the camp. The Bei Rong people are good at raids. If all the roads are straight, their horses can easily drive straight in. Before setting up the camp, the regent ordered Come down, make a few more turns, set up relevant cards and pass words between the camp and the camp, even if the enemy comes in, you can’t launch a charge, and you can buy more time for the people in the camp to counterattack.”

They passed through several camps. During the period, soldiers questioned the passphrase. The two answered and came to the stable. Manu took Yaoying around for a long time. Then she knew why Bi Suo asked her to come to the stable.

In order to distinguish their property, each tribe usually puts a mark on the center of the left hip bone of all horses as a mark. Different tribes have different marks.

In the Central Plains, horses from each horse farm will also be branded with horse prints, and the age, type of horses and the horse farm from which they came from are clearly marked to facilitate the identification and breeding of horse breeds.

Manu said, "We have never seen the horse seals of these war horses before."

Yaoying looked at Ma Yin and shook her head: "I haven't seen it either. It may belong to another nomadic tribe."

Manu took it down and sent someone to inform Bi Suo.

The two rode back to the camp. There was a dull horn after another in the distance. The Wang Ting army set up a post every dozens of miles. , Blow the horn, convey military information, in order to reduce the scouts running back and forth.

After the sound of the horn, the camp did not panic, and there was no movement on the left and right wings. After a while, hearing the sound of hoofs like thunder, a group of men and horses galloped out from the Chinese army camp. Dozens of people carried long bows and wore long knives at their waists, and swollen quiveres hung beside the saddles, rushing towards the direction of the sound of the horn. Go away, like a dark cloud blowing across the earth.

Yaoying recognized that the leader was Sultan Gu, and stopped in place, watching him go away.

Yuanjue whispered from the side: "We don’t know where the main force of Wakhan Khan is hidden. The generals are getting more and more impatient. Commander, the generals have calmed down, and now even if there are trumpets sounding in all directions, the people in the camp will not panic."

Yaoying said in her heart that the details are likely to determine success or failure, so she really can't be impatient now.

At the late evening of the day, the horn sounded again. This time the sound was steady and long. Sultan Gu led the team back. They found a small group of light cavalry. The Chinese army did not show up. The scouts warned the nearby tribes and asked the tribe to stop the light cavalry.

"When you encounter a large army, you can't be exposed, and immediately return to report. When you encounter a scout, you can catch it, and you can't let it go. When you encounter a small group of troops, it will be intercepted by the tribe."

"From Ma Yin's point of view, Bei Rong summoned the tribe from farther away. When encountering an unfamiliar tribe, we should not approach it rashly."

The order was passed on. In the next few days, the soldiers gradually became accustomed to this small group of troops patrolling in turn, and continued to explore the location of the Northern Rong army.

Every day, Bi Suo took people to gather nearby tribes that were attacked, and took them to another camp for resettlement.

…

Every night, Yaoying wrote letters to Yuchi Damo, Yang Qian, and Xie Qing at the desk, and then sorted out the papers, processed the papers for Bi Suo, and recorded the trivial matters of soldiers' rewards, punishments and punishments.

Other staff members are eager to offer advice and are tired of dealing with these trivial matters. She follows the army in the name of Bayan, and usually stays in the account to organize her papers as much as possible. Deal with her.

She stumbled a bit at first, but after getting acquainted with it, she gradually managed to handle it in an orderly manner. She used to handle military logistics for Li Zhongqian, and it was not difficult to deal with it.

Tamara Gha didn't return until late every night, and Yaoying was also busy late at night.

Every night, he lifted the felt curtain, the candlelight in the tent was slightly flaring, Yaoying sat cross-legged in front of the case and wrote, raised her head, smiled at him, waited for him to brush his scarf, and looked at his face.

"The general is back."

It's the same every night.

Sometimes she obviously finished the day's military affairs, still holding the books, sitting in front of the case and waiting for him, until he came back, she cleaned up the books, confirmed that he was not unwell, and lay down to sleep.

In the early hours of this morning, before the sky broke, the horns suddenly rang out in the camp. Someone found the trail of a son of Wakhan Khan. Bi Suo and Tam Moroga took thousands of people out of the camp. The horses neighed and the atmosphere of the camp was solemn.

Thousands of people had not returned to the camp until the red sun sank into the sky. Yaoying was a little uneasy and dealt with a few chores. Standing in front of the camp, she looked towards the boundless wasteland in the distance.

As soon as night fell, the temperature dropped sharply and the wind was violent. She shivered with the cold, went back to the camp, laid a blanket, and stuffed a few hot stones in it.

The night was deep, and a team returned to the camp under the moonlight, with felt cloth tied to their horses' hoofs, silently.

Tamara Gha got off his horse and got off his horse, and returned to the camp in blood. His body was heavy and fierce, like a ghost. Others didn't know his identity and were too afraid to step forward. The soldiers who helped to pull the horse shuddered in terror.

He saw the soldier with trembling legs, stopped, and turned to leave.

There was a river winding down from the mountain next to the camp, where the army fetched water. The water was cold and bitter. He took off his clothes and walked directly into the river, washed away the sticky blood, soaked in the cold water, and chanted. Arts.

When the war is over, the world is peaceful, and all tribes can coexist peacefully. All the sins he committed with the sword belonged to him.

Yuanjue came over, brought him a clean robe, caught a glimpse of a shallow knife mark on his waist, and rushed to find the wound medicine.

Tamara Gha applied the medicine, changed his clothes, and returned to the camp. He stood in front of the camp and did not go in.

The lights in the camp were always on.

He turned to inspect the weapons storeroom, walked a long circle, and when he returned to the camp, the light went out. He waited for a while, opened the felt curtain and looked in.

There was a rustle, and Yaoying sat up in the dark, "General, you are back!"

Tamaraga walked in, moved to the blanket in the dark, turned his back to her, and took off his boots.

"why are not you sleeping?"

He asked softly, his tone as calm and cold as ever.

Yaoying listened to his steady voice, relieved, and lay down again, with her hands on her head, facing him sideways, and said: "The general won't come back overnight. I'll wait for one night... Are you injured?"

Tamara Gha shook his head, rolled up the blanket and lay down. The blanket was warm, the cold body felt the temperature, and the wound was aching.

Soldiers use this method to keep warm at night. After she learns, she remembers to put a few hot stones in the blanket every night before going to bed.

He was wrapped in a blanket, feeling that he still had a strong bloodiness, and cast a glance at her.

The long case between the blanket and felt separates the two, but the bottom of the case is empty. When the two are lying down, they can see each other.

Yaoying was also looking at him, as if she could smell something, frowned, and lay down to sleep without saying a word.

She usually said a few words to him, asked him whether he had eaten snacks, and asked about marching and fighting and defeating the enemy. Today, she didn't ask anything.

…

Tamara Gha had a dream, and the scenes of Abi **** in the Buddhist scriptures flashed one by one, the black smoke diffused, the ghosts were crying, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

During his walking, he held the Buddha beads and walked slowly but calmly.

In the dream, a skeleton leaped at him waving an iron brier, he raised his hand to block, and took the opponent's wrist.

The skeleton suddenly turned into a beautiful woman, and fell into his arms, raised his arms and hugged his neck, with a smile on his face, charming eyes, and a soft voice: "Mage."

Soft in the palm.

Tamara Gha opened his eyes and faced a pair of bright eyes, the palm of the hand was delicate and smooth.

He woke up and found that he was clutching Yaoying's wrist.

Yaoying lay face down on his chest, trying to free his hand.

The blanket on his body was lifted, and she was pressed directly in his arms, even after a few layers of clothes, she could feel...

Tamara Gha was shocked for a moment.

Yaoying knew that he was awake, and whispered to him: "General, you hold my hand..."

Tamara Gha returned to his senses and let go.

Yaoying supported her with both hands and wanted to get up. After spending a long time, she slapped herself on Tamaraga's chest again, her posture stiff.

Tamaraga looked at her with cold eyes.

The two of them met and looked at each other for a while, Yaoying smiled awkwardly, "I seem to be stuck..."

She moved, and the scrolls on the long case made a soft vibration.

Tamara Gya glanced at the book case. They were separated by a book case. She was probably afraid of the cold and wanted to peek at him directly. She didn’t know how to get stuck and couldn’t move, so she could only lie on him. Body.

Like the tortoise drawn on a book.

Tamara Gha remained silent for a long time, and Yaoying didn't feel embarrassed. She lay down on him and rested for a while, and whispered: "General, don't move, I will crawl out from here."

I just experienced a battle during the day, and I will face several big battles in the future... But at this moment, Tamaraga seemed to have forgotten those things, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Don't move, I'll get up."

He whispered, raised his hand to hold Yaoying's shoulders, and slowly sat up. She was lying on his chest, but now she was lying in his arms. He hugged her, pulling away and squeezing into a ball of cards. She was in a dilemma because her legs were entangled in the felt blankets and blankets under the desk.

Feeling the light pressure on her legs, Yaoying hurriedly crawled out from under the desk and grabbed the felt blanket to wrap herself. She was afraid that forcibly straightening up would overturn the book case, and wanted to try to untie the blanket, her upper body exposed, her body cold.

Tamara Gha moved the book case back to its original position and looked up at Yaoying.

Yaoying lay down wrapped in a felt blanket, and whispered to explain what she had done just now: "The general is injured. I just heard your trembling in your dream. I am afraid that something will happen to you. I want to see your injury..."

She lifted his blanket to see if he was sweaty, but he grabbed his wrist. When struggling, her leg was entangled in the blanket again, and she got stuck under the case. With his hand, she lay down on him. On the chest.

Now she knew that he was dry, not sweaty, just cold all over, only his chest was a little warm.

Tamaraga lay back on the blanket.

"How did the princess know that I was injured?"

Yaoying said: "When you just came back, I smelled the smell of wound medicine. You have been injured, so take more rest. I shouldn't wake you up. The general will go to sleep."

Tamara Gah hum.

She didn't talk to him because she was afraid of interrupting him to rest and recuperate.