Chapter 109 Qiongzhang Thousands of miles to collect Loulan

In the Yecheng barracks, the generals quarreled about whether to send troops to assist Huangzhou.

Yi Feng's letter was put on He Fan's bookcase, and his words were sincere; the emperor's royal pen book also put aside the book and told them to act cheaply.

"General Mu, you said that the secret report that Marshal Yi received was that the army of leaving the country joined the Xinguo army in order to break it one by one. What if there is a mistake in this secret report? If Xinguo and Liguo have almost time to attack, and the army here has just arrived in Huangzhou and Liguo has come to fight, what should we do?

An Peng asked.

"The actions we are taking now can only rely on this secret report. Moreover, on the border between Liguo and Yecheng, the enemy has not taken any action, nor has it received any information about leaving the country to send troops to Yecheng. And Xinguo has 300,000 soldiers and has marched in the direction of Huangzhou. Anyway, Huangzhou is already in a tight war! We should help the friendly army. Ten thousand steps back and said that even if they leave the country and suddenly enter the country, they will not be a large army, and it will be too late to return for assistance at that time.

Han Xing explained patiently.

Chu Zhicai shook his head:

"General Mu's words are not good! If the troops have just arrived in Huangzhou and will soon return to help Yecheng and run around on both sides, they are already a tired army. Even if they come back, how can they face the strong enemy?

Cold Star:

"When I left the country and marched to Ye City last spring, many people also doubted and persuaded Marshal Yi, saying that Xinguo might take the opportunity to attack Huangzhou and that the Yi family's army could not assist Ye City. Marshal Yi said that Yecheng is tight and solve the crisis of Yecheng first! At that time, 30,000 children who went to Yecheng were also ready to return to Huangzhou after a brief understanding of the war here. At the beginning of the year, thousands of soldiers of the Yi family's blood was sprinkled on the battlefield, and the blood stains were not fading. Did you forget?

He Fan sighed:

"Han Xing, don't be aggressive. You know that the quality of Yecheng's army is not as good as that of Huangzhou? If Yi Jiajun can do it, He Jiajun may not be able to do it either! It's not that we look at the crisis in Huangzhou, but that we have enough strength..."

Marshal He, all the generals are veterans who have experienced many battles. Han Xing dare not show off, but the greatest power of the army and the lethality should be reflected on the battlefield! Ask the marshal to allow Han Xing to lead the rear army to assist Huangzhou. Once Huangzhou is conquered, Ye City will be in danger, and Menghua Dynasty will also be in danger!"

Han Xing kneels on one knee, please stand by.

He Fan shook his head:

"He Jiajun has already had a plan and military deployment, and can't assist Huangzhou for the time being. Han Xing, I can't agree to your request! I will be responsible for Yecheng and the children of He Jiajun!"

Han Xing stood up slowly, endured the sharp pain in his heart, and stood up straight.

The border between Menghua Dynasty and Xinguo is like a Shura field.

Although they inquired in advance that the place where they intended to forcibly cross the border was not the main force of Xinguo, the strength of Xinguo cavalry far exceeded their expectations. The queue is neat, orderly, brave and fearless, which is a combination of the brave and bravery of the nomads and the wisdom of soldiers.

When they meet a strong enemy they have never met, they have the responsibility to win, and they have to tear a door open and enter the enemy!

There is no room for retreat and cowardice. If the end of their battle is a failure, then Huangzhou will be shaken by the wind and rain, and Menghua Dynasty will also fall into the mansion.

In late spring and early summer, the sun is scorching and roasting the earth. The climate in Huangzhou is already very hot.

On the battlefield, the sergeants under the heavy armor were sweating one by one, blood-clothed horses, tragic and abnormal.

Sweat filled Yi Hui's eyes, and his body was soaked with sweat or blood. He felt blood flowing from his shoulders and arms, but he didn't care about dressing.

"Yi Hui, shall we withdraw from the troops? Although the number of people on the battlefield is equal now, I'm afraid that the Xinguo army will have supply troops in a moment! It will be difficult to withdraw at that time."

Guan Xiang shouted Yi Hui while dealing with the constantly attacking enemy.

"If we withdraw now, there will be absolutely no chance to win. The whole war layout of Marshal and Mr. Huo will be chaotic! What we need to do now is to win as soon as possible!"

Yi Hui responded.

"You are injured!"

Guan Xiang shouted in surprise.

There is a heavy wound on Yi Hui's arm. The war was chaotic, and Yi Hui didn't care about dressing, but he used frequent force. The wound was cracking bigger and bigger, and blood couldn't stop flowing out.

"There are still a few unhurt people on this battlefield. I'm fine! Brothers, hold on! The enemy's momentum is getting weaker and weaker. We are going back to the north!"

Yi Hui shouted and answered countless times.

At this moment, Yi Hui is not as gentle and humble as usual, but a man with great pride. He is a heroic and fearless young general.

"Go back to the north!"

The army of Rao Shixin is brave, but it is rare to see such a soldier who is not afraid of death.

The Xinguo army is used to the Menghua soldiers who fled looking at the wind when they captured the Central Plains, rather than the heroic army as now.

"It's Yi Jiajun, Yi Jiajun is Chang Shengjun..."

"No one has ever defeated Yi Jiajun..."

"Invincible God of War..."

In Xinguo's troops, there were more and more timidity and noises. Finally, at dusk, Xinguo's troops withdrew from the battlefield and retreated to the east.

From the encounter when the sun rises to the dusk, the bloody battle of tens of thousands of troops, everyone is exhausted.

In the afterglow of the bloody sun, the battlefield is like Shura hell, and in the long wind, it is full of bloody smell. Blood is flowing under my feet. The groans of the injured were endless. The crows seemed to smell the smell of death and gathered together one after another.

The scene is sad. However, the generals on the battlefield must keep all their compassion, unbearable and sympathy in their hearts. Nothing is more important than victory.

"Quickly reorganize the troops! In the Northern Army, the seriously injured returned to Huangzhou with General Guan, and the rest followed me into Tuzhou!"

Yi Hui raised his arm and shouted!

"Into Tuzhou, let's go back to the north!"

Although at this moment, the soldiers are exhausted and full of injury and pain, they still have a momentum of immortality.

Men defend their country on the battlefield, regardless of death or injury. What they care about is whether their efforts are really for the parents, wives and children behind them. Their blood can be stained red, but they are unwilling to stain other people's generals for the self-interest of some people.

Yi Feng and Yi Jiajun have never let them down. They believe in Marshal Yi and Yi Hui. Even if the front is extremely dangerous, the son of the marshal stands with them.

The army took a count of casualties, took a break, and then the whole team was ready to set off again.

912 people were killed in the Northern Army, and 1, 320 people were seriously injured and could not participate in the war. Yi Hui, or you can transfer people from my subordinates..."

Guan Xiang looked at the number of casualties.

"It can't be like this. Once again, you have to resist the invasion of Xinguo several times. The task is arduous! We will act according to the original plan!"

Yi Hui said decisively.

"Yi Hui, take care!"

"Bear care!"

Yi Hui arched his hand and turned to the horse.

Not long, the horses galloped and set off bursts of beacon smoke. For the first time since the year of God's blessing, the army of the Menghua Dynasty crossed the boundary of the river and marched towards Xinguo.

Jiaxing, smoke and rain.

In the mountains and valleys, the green trees and grass are lush and the flowers are blooming like a fairyland.

Han Yue stood beside Yan Niang and listened to Yan Niang play the piano.

Yan Niang gradually regained the peace before leaving Jiaxing. She was not angry or sad, and rarely sighed. However, there are fewer expectations and pursuits in her piano, and more plain and natural.

Since then, it seems that she has really become a woman without desire.

The woman in front of her is as delicate as a flower, but the silver wire on her head often hurts the eyes of the cold moon.

Han Yue took Yan Niang to seek medical treatment, but she did not find a way to diagnose and treat her. However, I found a drug that can temporarily dye my hair and keep it for a day or two. No matter how long it is, there is nothing I can do.

It's very troublesome to dye her hair, and Yan Niang has no intention of going out. Therefore, Yan Niang is still full of gray hair.

Fortunately, Yan Niang rarely goes out, and many forbidden places in the valley are not allowed to enter ordinary disciples. It has long been said that the holy aunt is dead. At this moment, Yan Niang is in the valley. Except for the cold moon and snow frost, people do not realize that the holy aunt is back.

"Lord of the Palace!"

The snow frost hurriedly stood in front of the cold moon and changed its way softly.

"What's wrong?" Han Yue asked, frowning slightly. She has always liked to be disturbed by Yan Niang playing the piano.

"Snow Frost is presumptuous, but I have an urgent report." The snow frost bowed.

The cold moon in the Cold Flower Palace is different from Huangzhou. It's not the woman who is constrained and embarrassed everywhere, but the incomparable majesty, and the coldness is not angry and self-arrous, making everyone willing to obey orders.

"Say it."

"The Xinguo army invaded Menghua again, and Huangzhou Yi's army has gone to the border!"

Han Yue's eyes widened in astonishment.

Yan Niang turned around with a worried face:

"Are we going to fight again? Is the country invaded? Attack Huangzhou from the beginning?"

Yes! Marshal Yi has sent troops to resist the invasion, and now Yi Hui and Guan Xiang are resisting at the border!" Snow Frost replied.

Yan Niang stood up at once:

"Sister, let's go home. I'm worried about them!"

Han Yue put her hair in front of Yan Niang's forehead, with a face of pity:

"I'm also worried about them, but what's the use of going back? You can't go to the battlefield to lead the war.

"At least, you can know their news quickly at home! Can you know where they are and whether they are injured or not? Are they safe?

Yan Niang grabbed Han Yue's hand and begged.

"Yan Niang, we left without saying goodbye. In the past few times, people from our family came to look for us, but we didn't go back. Recently, fewer and fewer letters have become reprimanded. If we go back now, we are afraid that our grandmother and aunt will not tolerate it..."

"I don't care. No matter what they say, I just care about my father and brother... Don't you worry about my brother?"

"Okay, let's go back to Huangzhou."

The cold moon smiled. How persistent and stubborn she is usually is not worth mentioning in front of this girl. Many things that should and should not be done are answered without regret because of her pleading eyes.

Although, it did not avoid hurting her.

The head full of silver silk, the Mu family owes Yan Niang too much, and Han Xing, knows nothing about it.