Chapter 441 Tricky Sensen

The night is deep, and the curfew has already passed.

In the Dafeichuan military camp, there is still a lot of noise and noise, which is very different from the past.

The military order to withdraw from Dafeichuan has been issued. Although none of the soldiers were willing to retreat, they had to obey.

In the mourning hall of the Zhongjun Marshal's tent, the small building with filial piety finally understood that his father could no longer come back. At this time, he lay in Chen Yan's arms and cried sadly. The sergeants were silently busy, carrying Qin Mubai's coffin out and loading it into the car, ready to be transported to Danzhou.

It hurts so deeply that there are no tears.

At this moment, Chen Yan's face was pale. From stepping into the mourning hall and seeing the spiritual position and portrait of Qin Mubai, she never spoke again. I just hugged the small building tightly and kept replaying all the fragments of the past in my mind.

"Yan'er, this is Mu Bai's relic." Li Daozong brought a peacock with a golden crown and gave it to Chen Yan and said to her, "I remember that you gave it to him. Qin Mubai also wore it on several expeditions. Well, just stay here as a souvenir!"

"Thank you, Godfather. But it's not necessary." Chen Yan smiled bitterly and refused.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid that you will be more and more sad when you see things? Li Daozong sighed, "Let's keep it!"

Chen Yan held the small building in her arms tightly, "I still have it, small building!"

"..." Li Daozong was speechless, so he had to sigh, patted Chen Yan on the shoulder and left.

Returning to his daughter's room, Li Daozong saw that Li Xueyan was getting up and changing clothes with the help of his maidservant, and preparing to board the car tomorrow morning.

"Hey, there are Yan'er, Chen Yan in front of you; there are also Princess Gaoyang and Wu Mei Niang in Lanzhou... Qin Mubai, a romantic seed, is not afraid of hurting women's hearts? What a sin! Compared with him, I was really nothing back then!" Li Daozong had to smile bitterly and shake his head.

At this time, on the big battery.

Xue Wanjun boarded the fort as countless times as usual. In the darkness, twenty Shenwu cannons wrapped in red cloth pointed to the northwest.

He stepped forward, reached out and stroked the cold gun body, and his eyebrows were silent.

At this time, the two sergeants carried a big bucket and also got on the fort. When I saw Xue Wanjun, I greeted him with a salute.

Xue Wanjun is too familiar with these two soldiers. They are a father and son, natives from Lanzhou, surnamed Xu. The father is 50 years old and the son is only 19 years old. Originally, Mr. Xu's father had four sons, three of whom were killed in the battlefield of Dafeichuan. He was also injured and limped. Now he is following the little son. He was hit by the Tubo cavalry on the battlefield, and his brain was a little hurt and his mind was a little unclear.

This pair of father and son is supposed to have retired and returned home long ago. But they have been in Dafeichuan for several years. They are used to it and don't want to go back to their hometown, so Xue Wanjun took care of them and did a leisure job in the army - wiped the Shenwu cannon every day and was raised by the army.

"Lao Xu, it will be withdrawn tomorrow, and all the weights will be thrown away, including this Shenwu cannon." Xue Wanjun said, "It's been midnight. What else are you going to wipe? Go back early and pack up!"

"General Xue, I have been wiping this cannon for several years. If I don't wipe it for a day, I'm so idle!" Lao Xu wiped the gun barrel with an oiled rag and said, "This thing is good! A cannon can withstand thousands of troops! It's a pity. Why don't you want it? ...I'm leaving tomorrow. I really can't bear it! It's like a separation from my parents' life. I don't know if I can see them again in my life, hey! ......”

One sentence pierced Xue Wanjun's heart.

"Lao Xu, go back to rest!" He suddenly shouted!

Xu's father and son were stunned for a moment and had to lift the oil barrel and leave.

"Put down the things and go!"

"Yes..."

After Xu's father and son left, Xue Wanjun picked up the rag himself, stained it with oil, and carefully washed the cannon.

After wiping it, he suddenly couldn't help sobbing. Finally, he hugged the cold Shenwu cannon, cried bitterly, and hit the cannon with his fist heavily.

I don't know when there was one more person behind him. Suddenly, he turned his head and saw that it was Hou Junji.

"What are you looking at!" Xue Wanjun was ashamed and annoyed and shouted.

Hou Junji didn't say anything, but just handed his hand forward, and it turned out to be a pot of wine.

Xue Wanjun was stunned for a moment, grabbed the wine pot, opened the lid of the pot and opened his mouth to drink. After drinking more than half of the pot, he looked up to the sky and roared, "Why! Why is that!!!"

"We will come back again." Hou Junji said lightly.

Xue Wanjun turned his head and looked at Hou Junji with red eyes, "Don't say sarcastic things here!" You won't understand!"

"What do you know?" Hou Junji's voice was still calm.

"These cannons, these camps, and every inch of land here were once fought for and defended with our lives!" Xue Wanjun shouted, "Now, if you say you don't want it, just throw it away!" As long as it's a person, can you feel happy?"

"You can only win if you can afford to lose." Hou Junji said, "When a person holds something tightly with both hands, there will always be such a thing in his hand; when he let go, he can hold more things."

"I don't listen to your nonsense!" Xue Wanjun exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity and shook his head in disappointment and loneliness. "A few years ago, when I first stepped into Dafeichuan with the young commander, there was still a remnant camp of the Tubo people, which was in a mess. Now, thousands of houses have been built in the military camp for dozens of miles. There are flocks of cattle and sheep on the shore of Qinghai Lake. The Shenwu cannon is guarded, and you can't open it... It's over, and it's over! As soon as the young commander left, the Kansai Army was completely doomed! Lanzhou, it's not the weather of the past!"

"Brother Xue, don't be too pessimistic." Hou Junji said, "The rise and fall of the number of qi is also a matter of the day. Maybe it won't take long, and we'll be back. Dafeichuan is more prosperous than usual?

"I hope so! ..." Xue Wanjun sighed again and said suspiciously, "Why don't you quarrel with me today and talk so much nonsense to me?"

Hou Junji smiled indifferently and said, "What's the quarrelsome? After all, are we all trying to win the war and for the good of the Kansai army?

"You finally understand it once."

"I have always understood it very well. You don't understand, I understand."

"..." Xue Wanjun couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. You are a cheap-mouthed person! ...You have to force others to quarrel with you!"

"Then let's go! It's time to make food and gather the army and prepare to move! - By the way, the cannon can't be moved for a while. Don't leave half of the medicine bomb!" Hou Junji said.

"Do you still need to say this? Is it possible to leave it to the Tubo people and wait for them to bombard us with cannons? Xue Wanjun curled his lips and said, "But then again, those barbarians also give them a pile of rags and iron. Will they use cannons and make shells?"

Hou Junji immediately smiled and said, "Then Hou is almost the same as a barbarian. Except for the artillery in red specially trained by the young commander, who can use these things? To be honest, I've always been jealous of you. Just because of these cannons."

"Are you finally willing to tell the truth?"

"I'm not going to hide it."

......

Two days later, at noon. The top of the Valley of the Magic Moon Valley.

Qin Mubai looked at the bottom of the valley, and the Kansai army crossed the canyon in an orderly manner and took a long breath.

Everything was going smoothly as planned, and he was slightly gratified.

"Master, will we start to take action after the army completely passes through the valley?" Qin Shi asked.

"Hmm." Qin Mubai nodded and said, "I'll leave it to you later. You have been following your godfather in Xiangyang Iron Mine for so long. You must be an apnoyan. Lu Youhai and the two hundred fire gods are also good at fiddling with the five-finger thunder. I can rest assured that you are doing things.

"Master, don't worry. This little thing can still be done by the villain. Qin Shi said, "The master is really smart. How could he think of burying the five-finger thunder on the cliff halfway up the mountain?"

"It's not that you cut down trees and build a hut that reminded me that day." Qin Mubai smiled and said, "Look at the peaks on both sides of the valley, they are very steep. At the top of the mountain, they are almost connected, just like the canopy. If it is blown up from the middle of the mountainside, the top of the mountain will definitely fall down. Just like the willow tree you cut down! Moreover, if the five-finger thunder is buried on the ground, it is easy to be found and lead to failure.

"I really don't know how many Tubo people will be buried in this dozens of miles of Grand Canyon!" What's wrong with Qin Shi?

Qin Mubai was silent for a moment and said, "It's a war, and it's going to die. It's better to kill the enemy than to kill your own people. That's the reason."

"The villain knows." Qin Shi gritted his teeth and said, "Master, don't worry! Within two days, the villain and the V of Fire will bury all the five-finger thunder! Then according to the master's instructions, the villain stayed here and pretended to be a woodcutter. When the Tubo army entered the valley, the villain personally detonated the thunder and sent the barbarians to death!"

"Be careful." Qin Mubai patted him on the shoulder and solemnly told him, "This is the success or failure."

"Don't worry, master!"

At this time, the Tubo military commander's camp was in the tent.

"Marshal, find out! The Tang army really withdrew, leaving no one left!" General Wei Ru's Danba Urzi laughed and reported to the Garqin Mausoleum, "The last general was ordered to take thousands of soldiers to investigate carefully in person. He didn't let go within a hundred miles. He really walked cleanly!" He left in a hurry and didn't even bring the weight! - By the way, the last general's brother Damba Wangjie was also rescued. The last general asked him to heal first. Later, the marshal can ask him for details!"

"How could this happen?" Garqinling frowned suspiciously and muttered to himself, "First, Qin Mubai suddenly died, and then the Tang army came to revenge desperately regardless of life and death, and now it suddenly withdrew! - This brown piece is strange!"

"Marshal, there's nothing weird!" Damba Urzi said with a smile, "Tang Jun is not our opponent in the first place. In the past, when Qin Mubai was there, he could still hold on in one breath. Now that their coach is gone, it must be a plate of scattered sand and collapse! I heard from my brother that after Qin Mubai's death, Hou Junji, the general of the Tang army, was at peace with Xue Wanjun and fought for military power. Later, I had no choice but to invite Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia, to preside over the overall situation. As a result, Li Daozong took out a military order from Qin Mubai and let the army withdraw!"

"Qin Mubai's military order?" Garqinling raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What's going on?"

"Uh... My brother doesn't know much about it." Damba Urzi said, "I guess it was forged by Li Daozong, right? People have been dead for so many days. Where did the military order come from? Isn't this nonsense? It is estimated that Li Daozong knew that he could not win, and he was afraid that Xue Wanjun and those people would work hard regardless of life and death, so he wanted to preserve his strength, so he withdrew! - Li Daozong is a prince, and his heart is towards the emperor and the court. He is different from these generals who lead troops. How reasonable is the last general's guess, Marshal?"

Gard Qinling glanced at him, ignored him, and fell into meditation.

Damba Urzi was so bored that he had to shut up.

After a long time, garqinling suddenly said, "Tomorrow morning, I will order 5,000 iron riders to accompany me. I will go to Tangying in person!"

"Yes!"

After noon the next day, garqinling led 5,000 iron riders to the large camp of the Dafei Sichuan Tang Army.

Everything in the camp was neat. Even on the earthen stove built by the Firehead Army, there were some big horse ridges (a huge iron pot used for cooking) that had not been removed, but only some light cookers and food were taken away. The marching beds, tables, chairs and weapon racks in all the barracks are still there, and even the heavy trucks are neatly placed in the warehouse.

It's just that there are fewer people, horses, rations and weapons.

"It's really a hurry. I don't even want my family background." The suspicion in the heart of the Erqinling got bigger and bigger. He wandered around the barracks for an hour. His heart lit up and sent someone to find the Shenwu Fort.

When they boarded the fort, the Tubo people almost cheered!

Marshal! During the fierce battle the day before yesterday, we captured 20 cannons, and 20 cannons were left here and not removed! In this way, Dafeichuan's 40 cannons all belong to us!" Danba Urzile shouted.

"What's worth laughing about?" The Chaling said coldly, "These things are in the hands of people who can't use them, and they are a pile of broken copper and iron. Moreover, who will make this kind of ammunition for cannons? ...These technologies are the unique skills and major secrets of the Kansai Army. Not to mention us, even other Tang Jun may not know.

"Well, let our blacksmiths think about it!" Damba Urzi said with a smile.

Gar Qinling looked at his silly look and was over with joy. He shook his head and smiled, "Okay, you move them all back and think about them slowly. When you figure it out, I, the marshal, will be yours at any time.

"Uh! ..." Damba Urji was dumbfounded and dared not say anything more.

After wandering around the camp for more than half an hour, the Chalqin Mausoleum finally confirmed that the Tang army had indeed retreated clean. Moreover, there are no ambush or traps left.

"Is... Qin Mubai really dead?" The garqinling was still suspicious and secretly said: the commander-in-chief was killed in battle, the general was not at peace, the commander-in-chief was changed in the battle, and the dragons had no leader. These are all taboos for soldiers. According to the consistent style of the Tang army, it is time to temporarily retreat and defend. After the internal rectification is clear, turn over and fight again. Although Li Daozong is also a well-known general, he has been a Qingping prince in recent years. His prestige in the army has been decreasing day by day. He will definitely not be able to replace Qin Mubai to command this Kansai army to continue the battle. If the dragons don't have a leader, their army will be defeated - in this way, it is reasonable to withdraw troops... But why do I think that there is a shadow of "fraudulent" in this?