083 Qingjun's side

The Yinshan Mountain is remote, which is the border between the Western Song Dynasty and South Vietnam. After crossing this mountain, it is the border of South Vietnam. Lan Shangwu chose to rise up here. There are mountains as natural barriers, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and once there is no way out, if they can escape from South Vietnam, it will make Shangguan Mo's group of people helpless. If you station troops here, you can win against the enemy; if you retreat, you can save your life.

In terms of the number of people, Lan Shangwu's army is more than 10,000 people, which is difficult to match the 100,000 troops in the DPRK. What he relies on is his geographical advantage. Shangguan Mo's foundation in the middle of the court is unstable. Although he knows that the existence of this army is like a thorn in his back, he can't cope with it. The change of the arrangement of the personnel in the court alone makes him busy.

The horse stopped at the foot of the mountain. Murong Xueyan looked up at the Yin Mountain, but she saw that its terrain was high, with many strange peaks, cliffs and cliffs. It was early summer, and the mountain was green, and the end could not be seen at a glance.

"Yinshan Mountain stretches for more than 1,800 miles and is more than 100 miles wide, which is the southern boundary of our Western Song Dynasty. At the beginning, for the ownership of Yinshan, my ancestors also fought with Nanyue. After Nanyue lost, the whole Yinshan was divided into my land of the Western Song Dynasty. Xue Xijian explained that he got off the horse first, and then helped Murong Xueyan get off the horse.

Xue Xijian led the horse and walked side by side with Murong Xueyan. The two walked up the rugged mountain road.

"Brother Xue, this mountain is so high, is it possible that the blue commander will station the camp on the top of the mountain?" Murong Xueyan asked.

"Maybe." Xue Xijian frowned, as if thinking about something.

Murong Xueyan looked away from his face and thought of a person.

- Shangguan Susu.

She foresaw the ending of Shangguan Susu, and also saw through the meaning of her last bitter look at Xue Xijian. However, she was still a little embarrassed to think of Xue Xijian's particularly gentle eyes when he occasionally stared at her recently. I hope it's not what she thinks. A Nangongyi is enough for her to be annoyed, plus Xue Xijian...

On second thought, after all, she had married Nangong Yi as a concubine. He was a noble royal son. How could he pay attention to a woman like her?

Shake your head and throw away the nonsense you shouldn't have...

"Xue Yan, I really want to see Commander Lan soon. As soon as I thought of my Jing'er Fang Manyue, I was stabbed to death by the old Shangguan thief with a sword. I dreamed of taking his head in person!" Xue Xijian clenched his fists very tightly, and his joints clucked.

Murong Xueyan thought of Shangguan Susu again, and suddenly felt a little sad for her.

"Miss Shangguan is a good person." She didn't answer Xue Xijian, but she said this without thinking.

Xue Xijian didn't know what she meant for a moment. He didn't ask much at the moment and continued to walk in silence.

When the two arrived halfway up the mountain, they were stopped by two guard-like soldiers.

"Who are you and why did you go up the mountain?" The tall and thin man among the soldiers asked.

"My eldest brother and I are here to go to General Lan." Murong Xueyan explained, "My eldest brother and General Lan are old friends."

"The old friend? How do you know that you are not a spy sent by the old thief Shangguan? Another short and fat soldier, who was the opposite of the thin and tall man, squinted and asked.

Xue Xijian had expected such a scene. At that moment, he quietly took out Wen Yincheng's handwritten letter from his sleeve pocket and said, "Please hand over this letter to General Lan. General Lan will understand after reading the letter."

The short and fat soldier looked up and down at Xue Xijian and Murong Xueyan and said to the thin and tall soldier, "Take the letter quickly and give it to the general. I'm watching them here!"

"Good." The thin and tall man didn't say much. At that moment, he picked up the letter and walked up the mountain road. Not long after, he hid in the forest and disappeared from the sight of everyone.

The thin and tall soldier went back for half a day and said to Xue Xijian and Murong Xueyan, "Please go up the mountain. My general is invited." Murong Xueyan saw that this man's attitude was very different, and secretly said that power was extraordinary. Wen Yincheng's handwritten letter must have revealed Xue Xijian's true identity and experience in recent months. Fortunately, Xue Xijian inadvertently saved Lan Shangwu at the beginning, which led to today's situation.

The two followed the thin and tall soldier up the mountain, but they saw a sea of forest in the mountain, and Songtao hunting, which made people feel refreshed. Murong Xueyan was glad that she was not the kind of weak lady in ancient times. At least her body was okay. Although she was not able to pick and carry it, she could still afford ordinary physical work. This mountain is really unusually high, and Lan Shangwu is stationed on the top of the mountain. After walking for more than half a day, the three of them arrived outside the camp account.

Murong Xueyan secretly thought about how Lan Shangwu would meet Xue Xijian. However, he saw a burly young man drilled out of the camp account. As soon as he saw Xue Xijian, he reached out and lifted his clothes, straightened down and knelt down, and said loudly, "The last general Lan Shangwu, see His Royal Highness!"

"General Blue, get up and talk." As Xue Xijian spoke, he pulled off all the beards on his face, and immediately smiled kindly to help Lan Shangwu with his own hands.

"Your Highness, this can't be used!" Lan Shangwu took a step back, with a frightened look on his face.

"Now that the situation is pressing, why do you pay attention to these etiquette?" Xue Xijian shook his head helplessly and waved his hand, "False yourself."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Lan Shangwu got up and moved neatly until then that he noticed Murong Xueyan, who had been standing behind Xue Xijian. Although a young woman at this age wears maid clothes and does not wear heavy makeup, she can't hide her beautiful face and graceful posture. Lan Shangwu lived to be in her twenties and has never seen such a beautiful woman. She is slightly stunned.

"General Lan, this is Miss Murong, my lifesaver."

"Miss Murong, please accept the next visit." Without saying a word, Lan Shangwu bowed down with a straight face.

"General Blue, you're welcome." Murong Xueyan nod and smiled.

Lan Shangwu introduced Xue Xijian to the camp and told Xue Xijian about the situation of this army in the mountain.

It turned out that as early as when Shangguan Mo killed the prince's followers, Lan Shangwu, as an outsider, originally had nothing to do with himself. However, he remembered the prince's former kindness and refused to work for Shangguan Mo. He led the imperial army for many years, and the whole forbidden army was ahead of him. Under his call, the whole forbidden army took advantage of the chaos to beat the capital all the way. Escape to this Yinshan Mountain to camp. Lan Shangwu established an army because he thought that the prince's "revenge" was the banner, but he also gathered a lot of righteous teachers. After two months, the team grew to more than 10,000 people.

"It's just that there is a difficult problem now." Lan Shangwu's sad face overflowed with words, "If there are more people, the expenditure will be greater. Now the court hasn't done it yet, but we don't have enough food and fodder on our own side.

"Food and fodder and weapons, I can support them with my funds." Murong Xueyan said.

Lan Shangwu didn't expect that this woman in ordinary clothes would say such words. For a moment, he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"Don't worry. I have been running a winery in Beiqi for several years, and I have opened a beauty salon in Eastern Wei. I have accumulated a lot in the past few years. As your friend, I will definitely do my best to help you!" Murong Xueyan said this to Xue Xijian.

"Xue Yan..."

"Since you are a friend, you don't have to be so polite to me. I have experienced life and death together. What is a little money?" Murong Xueyan smiled boldly.

The next day, Lan Shangwu personally escorted Murong Xueyan to Qianzhuang in the town. Murong Xueyan exchanged some of the silver tickets she brought on this trip for cash, went around the rice shops in the city, bought ten bags of grain, and loaded them into the carriage driven by Lan Shangwu. Lan Shangwu didn't believe in this woman in ordinary clothes, so he went down the mountain alone. At this time, she saw her financial resources. After returning to the camp in the evening, she arranged dozens of carriages to buy grain and fodder.

After the problem of grain and grass was solved, Xue Xijian personally led a small army to buy weapons.

After all the problems that can be solved with financial resources are solved, the army will enter a state of recuperation. Xue Xijian also edicted the news that he was still alive, and for a while, many forces dissatisfied with the Shangguan family came.

2

According to Murong Xueyan's guess, this big move here will certainly startle the Shangguan party far away in the court. At that time, Shangguan Mo will definitely be unbearable and send troops to suppress it.

Before Xue Xijian was sent from the court to suppress it, he first took the army down the mountain and went all the way back to the capital in the name of "Qingjun's side". On the way, after passing through several counties, those who were expected to fall by the wind were kept for their own use, and those who wanted to be loyal to the Shangguan family were all killed. Along the way, the smoke of gunpowder and the flames of war.

For the convenience of acting, Murong Xueyan dressed up as a man and pretended to be the little man responsible for Xue Xijian's daily life.

Shangguan Mo probably did not expect that the prince Xue Xijian, who had personally examined the body, could die and resurrect. He led the army to fight back and panicked for a moment. At that moment, he ordered his cousin Shangguan Chen as the main and led 20,000 troops to fight.

The news reached Xue Xijian's side, but he was not panicked. In terms of numbers, there are also 20,000 people on his side, which is comparable to the number of people sent by the court to suppress. It seems that Shangguan Mo still underestimated him and only sent a considerable number of troops to suppress him.

"General Lan, where is Shangguan Chen's horse?" Xue Xijian arranged the plan on the map and asked thoughtfully.

"Your Highness, the detective has just come to report, and there are still 2,000 miles left." Lan Shang Wu Dao.

They are now in the tunnel state. It's only two counties away from the capital. Xue Xijian came out of the camp and looked down from the tower. After the war, he saw that the tunnel state was full of life and his eyes were full of devastation. He couldn't help sighing.

"It's a pity that innocent people have been displaced because of the war." Murong Xueyan stood beside him.

"If you want to get it, you have to pay for it. Didn't you teach me this?" Xue Xijian's heart was also tight, and he still comforted with a strong smile, "So, the current bloodshed and sacrifice are just to pave the way for the future peace and prosperity."

"If you ascend the throne on the other day, you must be a good emperor, and you will be worthy of the soldiers and people who died for you today." Murong Xueyan said.

Xue Xijian nod his head and immediately said, "Xueyan, you will always be by my side, right?"

At this moment, they stood so close, hunting in the long wind, and their long hair was entangled for no reason.

Murong Xueyan answered "Yes" softly, but her heart was empty.