My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Wei's hair was tied up in a high bun, flying behind her. Her unarmored figure was a bit thin and thin, and she did not deny it: "Is there any movement in the south?"

"Brothers went up to the watchtower yesterday to take a look." Qin Wu originally thought about bringing someone a cloak, but when he saw one hanging in Rong Xian's hand, he stopped trying, "There was nothing happening around the pass. It was dark and the boundaries of the land could be seen. It’s also limited, so I went to see it earlier, but we encountered heavy fog again.”

Wei Wan glanced at the sky. The morning sun rising in the east was hidden in the clouds. The fog dissipated around noon.

"Who is at the beacon tower?" Her gaze suddenly turned cold, and a wisp of green smoke fell on the high platform of the city wall.

"Maybe it's the young man changing firewood," Qin Wu heard the sound and turned around. His tone suddenly stopped, and he saw that black smoke was already billowing from the beacon tower. He stretched out his big palm to pat the pawn on the side, "Who lit the beacon smoke?" , what a bastard! I’ll kill him.”

"Where are the four Ying Ji?" Wei Wan looked calm, with a cold look in his eyes, and without a trace of a smile on his lips, "bring them here."

Rong Xian could easily see the seriousness in her calm expression. He spread out his cloak and put it on the person. The patrol guard over there had already brought the person over. With a gray face, he wiped the sweat from his forehead: "General, Deputy General,"

"This pink-headed maid is sneaking around on the city wall walk, hiding here and there. The captain ordered to pay attention." The darkness on the beacon tower turned into extinguished gray. The camp girl shook her shoulders and twisted her steps. She tried to retreat back, but she couldn't withstand the strength of the soldier and was dragged and thrown to the ground. "In the end, she dared to take advantage of everyone's opportunity to stop her and throw Huo Zhe into the beacon tower."

Unexpectedly, when Ying Ji heard this, she raised her head and stared at Wei Wan, becoming more and more sinister. Her mandible and skull made a "squeaking" grinding sound. She took advantage of the situation and raised her arms to break free of her coat. , suddenly jumped towards Wei Wan.

Rong Xian raised his eyes, put his arms around Wei Wan's waist, narrowed his eyes, and was about to make a move when Wei Wan held down his wrist. Another white ball swooped up from behind the two of them, and he bared his teeth and approached the man. In Ying Ji's throat, the front palm pressed her shoulder.

He kept licking his fangs, waiting for Wei Wan to give her an order and tear her into pieces.

Wei Wan stepped over, pulled up the back of her neck, and looked at each other with their eyes. Ying Ji bumped forward, but was pressed to the ground by Wei Wan again. She struggled for a moment and looked into Wei Wan's pure and pure phoenix eyes. Suddenly he felt the pain of collapse: "You deserve to die!"

"The border town fell, and the barbarians rushed into the village, burned, killed and looted. You, the Wei family army, all deserve to die! You are a general, you deserve to die even more!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them fell silent. When it came to the fall of Yanmen, no Wei Jiajun could remain indifferent. Yanmen was a line of defense that rose from the ground in the Central Plains. With so many years of wars and wars, it was not that the Wei Jiajun had never suffered defeats, but I have never been defeated so completely.

Being beaten by the barbarians, they retreated steadily and gave way.

"No one can win repeated battles," Wei Wan relaxed a little, his eyes slightly lowered, and the look in his eyes was pale, "even the Wei family army."

"You're talking nonsense! The Wei army has been stationed at Yanmen Pass for more than 20 years and has never allowed barbarians to invade the village." Ying Ji took her wrist and dug her nails into the flesh of the guard. "The general must have lost his wits. If you can’t keep it, it’s you and your Wei family’s fault!”

Wei Wan lowered his eyes and looked at the blood stains embedded in her nails: "The fall of Yanmen was the fault of the Wei family."

"But it is not the responsibility of the Wei family army. There is nothing wrong with defeat. Those who are good at fighting will not be defeated, and those who are good at losing will not perish." Wei Wan stood up straight and looked at the pawns around him whose morale had dropped sharply. There were obviously some wilting pawns, " Falling into the deep pit of the sea of ​​blood, as long as you still have breath, you can crawl out on your hands and knees, and defeat without shame is what the Wei family army wants." [1]

"No," the Ying Ji pulled out the long knife from the waist of the young man who pulled her at the beginning, pointed at them and retreated, "The commander said that the Wei Army is the undefeated god of war!" "I am obviously a girl from a good family. It's all because of you, it's all you!" Ying Ji put the knife on her neck and burst into tears, "You just want to win every battle! I want you to always remember. Remember that the people in the border towns behind you will never retreat. "

After finishing speaking, the Ying Ji's head fell to the ground, and she suddenly turned back to face the group of Wei soldiers. The resentment and unwillingness in her eyes filled the land.

Rong Xian approached slowly, reached into the cloak, and grabbed Wei Wan's finger. His lowered eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyelids, his voice a little unclear, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "It's not your fault."

She knew that Rong Xian refuted what she had just said. It was not her fault that Yanmen fell, but the Wei army retreated thousands of miles and allowed the village to be swept away by barbarians. It was indeed her father's decision that was wrong.

She is a child of the Wei family. She has inherited the glory of the Wei family, but she must also acknowledge the faults of the Wei family.

"Give it a good burial." Wei Wan knelt down, caressed and closed the Ying Ji's eyes, then raised his head and looked at each group of soldiers, "The fall of Yanmen was a heavy setback for the Wei army, but as it is As I just said, this is definitely not the fault of the Wei Jiajun."

"Maybe you feel that even if you can't win, you shouldn't retreat and stick to the pass. But for the Wei family, the lives of the people are life, and the lives of the soldiers of the Wei family army are also life. Victory in every battle, no matter how hard it is. Those who are good at fighting are good, and the Wei army's garrison in Yanmen has never been just for victory." [2]

Wei Wan knew that the loss of Yanmen was a knot in the heart of the Wei army and a hidden danger to the Wei army. If it was not resolved, they would be timid against Beirong and Beishu in the future and would not dare to fight: "This is definitely not the case. The end of the Wei Jiajun, but a new beginning and a springboard."

"Use this general wind to recapture the border town, push the barbarians back to the hinterland forever, and dare not come out again, so that they will always remember the ferocity of the Wei Army."

"Kill back to the hinterland! Kill." The Wei army regrouped, their faces full of ferocity. They all knew that each other was holding back the desire to avenge their previous humiliation.

"General," Qin Wu held his hammers, looking a little serious, "It's the general's fault. If I hadn't told the general what I said yesterday and sent the people out of the city that night, this thing wouldn't have happened. I didn’t keep an eye on anyone.”

Wei Wan patted Qin Wu on the shoulder and narrowed his eyes slightly: "She has already had her heart in mind. She can't help it."

"General, the Wei Jiajun has become different in the past twenty years. The fall of Yanmen is not just the fault of the Wei Jiajun. The victorious battles have worn away the sharp will of the Wei Jiajun. When recruiting troops, the Wei Jiajun There are far more reports than other garrisons, and they all think that the Wei Army is a place where they can support themselves for the rest of their lives,"

Qin Wu looked at the watchtower that had been extinguished. He had done a good job today. The heavy fog covered him and he could not see beyond a hundred meters. The thick smoke overlapped with the heavy fog. He discovered it early and did not let the black smoke burn up. " The general is right about what he said, this defeat is indeed shareholder style."

[1] Those who are good at fighting will never be defeated, and those who are good at defeating will not perish. From "Jiang Yuan" by Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms

[2] To be victorious in a hundred battles is not to be good at fighting. From "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu.

This is what I said before, Wei Wan will suffer a big loss.