My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 22 The idea of ​​rebuilding the Xiliang Army
The faint moonlight shone on the earth. It was a little past five o'clock at this time, and the city gate slowly opened with a creak, and more than twenty riders galloped out of the west gate.

The wind blew across the earth.

With a "whisper" sound, the black horse neighed, raised its front hooves and stopped on the spot. Su Chen loosened the reins and flipped his cloak. He looked at the brightly lit military camp in front of him. Three thousand Yunqi soldiers and horses stood quietly. There, the flags were flapping in the wind, and Wu Huizhi, the Marquis of Yunzhen, was riding on horseback in armor, urging his horse to go ahead.

"...Yesterday, my son was assassinated. You may have heard something about it. The son of a dignified marquis was attacked. It was aimed at me, Marquis Yunqi. What did they want to do? They wanted to destroy Yunqi's peace and cause chaos here. Do you agree or not?!"

More than 3000 figures waved weapons, looking at Yun Yuhou who was riding a horse across from him and shouting, with firm eyes, and one voice after another, forming a roar and shouting: "No!"

……

On the gentle slope, Su Chen looked at this scene with a slight feeling of heat in his eyes. Dong Zhuo on the side urged his horse to get closer, pointing at the army that was making loud noises.

"This is to boost morale and let the soldiers understand the purpose of this battle. This Marquis Yun Qi still knows some ways of leading troops, but it is a pity that soldiers seldom have blood. If they encounter stubborn resistance, their morale will definitely weaken."

He took a deep breath, then grinned, with excitement in his eyes.

"Dong has not personally led troops for several years."

Murderous aura spread from him.

Su Chen seemed to be infected by this murderous aura, looking at the army of [-] infantry and [-] cavalry, their faces were solemn, and the majesty between their brows appeared on the surface.

In the distance, under the firelight, the tall and tall Marquis Yun Qi pulled out his sword and raised it above his head, roaring: "All the soldiers, listen to the order, let the assassins see who is the master of Yun Qi, let their The blood and bones turn into powder under your butcher knives and iron hoofs."

The blade fell.

"Exit—"

When the voice came, Su Chen spurred his horse and shouted: "Let's go!"

More than [-] cavalry followed, rushed down the gentle slope, rushed to the side of the marching formation, and then merged into Yun Zhen's [-] cavalry, killing towards the west.

……

The sky in the east gradually turned white, and the morning light penetrated the gaps in the clouds and pushed away the green edge, quickly enveloping the streets in the city.

The slightly opened window lattice, the golden autumn color is falling at the end of the bed, and in the fragrant quilt, Fang Xuejun wakes up leisurely. She does not get up so late on weekdays. It can be seen that the fight at Bailutan yesterday made her feel tired. When I came back, the bloody courage faded away, and I just couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Even when she got up and washed up now, she still felt that she could smell the smell of blood.

Fang Xuejun looked at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, with vermilion in his mouth and some rouge. Out of the corner of his eye, the maid came in with breakfast and asked.

"Master Su, can you get up for dinner?"

"My servant didn't see Young Master Su today. I heard from the cook who got up early and was busy with work. At the fifth watch of the morning, Young Master Su went out with his clothes on, and there were twenty cavalrymen from the Marquis of Anding with him."

Hearing the maid's words, the woman's rouged hand stopped. For a moment, she stood up and ran out of the room quickly, and found her grandfather who was watering flowers and trimming potted plants in the atrium.

"Grandpa, where did Mr. Su go before dawn?"

Seeing his granddaughter's anxious look, Fang Wenye had a bad look on his face and continued to play with the potted plants: "I went to do something with Marquis Yun. After all, if you are beaten, you have to beat him back. Don't talk nonsense if you guessed it. You, don't think about it. You had to sneak out. If you hadn't asked Wu Zixun and others to play outside the city yesterday, what happened today wouldn't have happened. Mr. Xue, although the whole thing can't be blamed on you, you should do what you should do now. , I want to prepare some gifts to visit the families whose son died."

"Yes."

The woman pursed her lips and nodded in agreement. This time she did not mess around. She knew that she was also responsible for what happened yesterday. Although she was still worried about Su Chen going out with the army in clothes, she was in a hurry and wrote the gift note absentmindedly. Feel.

Looking at the gradually brightening sky.

"God, don't let anything happen to him." She thought to herself.

……

To the west, at a place called Jinzigou, the sound of fighting was already boiling among several mounds.

Facing a group of thieves gathered together, the three thousand soldiers and horses of Yunqi County did not need to pay any attention at all. After clearing the surrounding hidden sentries, they directly attacked them in an encircling formation.

The temperature climbed, and the cool breeze that occasionally blew from the mountains was filled with the rich smell of blood, which was later diluted by the heat wave swept by the burning trees. Blood was scattered all over the ground, and corpses were spread out with arrows stuck in them. Congregants holding weapons Clutching the wound on his abdomen, he ran in panic, stepped on the greasy blood on the ground, stumbled and fell down, and was then beheaded by the soldiers who caught up with him.

Three hundred cavalrymen crossed the fighting battlefield. Torches and rockets flew into the sky and roared past. Black smoke ignited from the earthen buildings and wooden villages hidden in the mountains. A swaying believer stood up from a pool of blood and screamed "Ah!" Shouting, he rushed towards the oncoming soldiers, and then was pierced through the chest by several flying arrows.

There were also several believers with high martial arts skills walking through the military formation like ghosts. While wielding their fists and weapons, some soldiers were beaten until their brains burst and their muscles and bones were shattered. The roaring cavalry came over, brandished iron ropes, and then threw them out, trapping one of them. The highly skilled martial artist grabbed his neck and his horse ran wildly, dragging him down and dragging him to the ground.

The noisy battlefield moved back, and the sound of fighting became softer. On the high mound outside the mountains and woods, Su Chen, wearing armor, sat on horseback and watched the fighting on the battlefield. The fat Dong Zhuo pointed at the side. He nodded and said some insights. When Su Chen heard the words, he nodded from time to time and kept them in mind.

"If the enemy is weak, don't hesitate. Use the Israeli military formation to quickly destroy it! There are many variables on the battlefield, and procrastination can sometimes be counterproductive."

"It's hard to see how good this battle was, but Marquis Yun Qi was quite decisive when he saw the opportunity."

Su Chen tilted his head on horseback and said with a smile: "Dong Gong's Xiliang army back then, was it the strongest army in the world?"

"I don't know what will happen next." Dong Zhuo stroked his thick beard and smiled ferociously: "But when we entered Luoyang, Dong's soldiers and horses were rare elites in the world." "Then if Dong Gong still has the opportunity to lead the army in the future, Soldiers, can they still reproduce the majesty of the Xiliang Army?" Su Chen looked at the almost one-sided massacre in the distance, feeling heroic in his heart.

After all, the soldiers in Ding'an City belonged to his father, and there were two brothers above him, so there was basically no hope of getting them.

On the side, Dong Zhuo narrowed his eyes when he heard this and looked at the fighting group. A figure with strong martial arts killed several cavalry in a row, grabbed a war horse, turned over, held an iron chain and swept away the strong wind, and was instantly defeated. More than ten people.He spoke slowly: "In the future, if Dong still has the opportunity to lead an army, let the people of this world see what it means to be a tiger and wolf soldier."

"Mr. Dong, get rid of that person." Su Chen raised his chin slightly, his voice calm.

Ha ha!

Dong Zhuo grinned, and spurred the yellow gelding under him, crossing Su Chen's head. The war horse neighed, stepped hard with the horse's hooves, and accelerated down the hillside.

"You guys go too."

Su Chen did not look back, but simply raised his hand, and the twenty cavalry behind him whipped their whips and rushed down the hillside, sending up a puff of smoke and dust.

Less than a hundred feet away from the battlefield, Yunzhenhou Wu Huizhi quietly looked at the one-sided battlefield. In the subtle way that no one noticed, the fists in his sleeves were shaking slightly.

It's been a long time since he led an army to conquer someone. The last time he remembered was when he suppressed a group of rebels 20 years ago.

Now that I am leading the army again, I am somewhat excited.

"Send the order and separate a group of soldiers to surround and suppress the man with high martial arts skills." Marquis Yunqi issued the order boldly. He had already seen the figure with high martial arts skills, but he waited until the general situation of the entire battlefield was determined before ordering the separate troops. Some soldiers and horses surrounded the opponent, but the man's martial arts was beyond his expectation.

The encircling gun formation was staggered by the iron chain waved in the man's hand. He picked up a steel knife on the ground and several soldiers were knocked to the ground in a few steps.

Marquis Yun Zhen frowned, and when he issued several more orders, the ordering soldier beside him suddenly turned his head: "Those are Mr. Su's cavalry, what is the leader going to do?!"

Wu Huizhi stopped giving orders, followed the soldiers' gaze to the other side, narrowed his eyes, and gave instructions quickly.

"Blow the horn and tell the soldiers over there to move away and make way for you."

woo~~
The messenger blew the horn.

The soldiers who originally besieged the thieves in the mountains retreated when they heard the different horn sounds. Within a moment, a cavalry of 20 people roared past them with rumbling iron hooves and plunged into the battlefield. .

Ahead, iron chains were entangled with the thrusting spears. A figure with strong martial arts pulled a cavalryman off his horse. But the next moment, the sound of galloping horse hooves had spread. He reined in his horse and stopped. The moment he turned around, a fat and fat figure appeared. A figure rushed into view on horseback, a huge serrated sword quickly enlarged, and he hurriedly tightened the chain in his hand and raised it.

sigh -

The yellow horseman stood up, and the fat figure above raised the cloud-patterned sword and slashed it down angrily.

The blade of the blade cut off the iron chain with a bang, and the blade hung on his forehead. Dong Zhuo roared "Ah!" and exerted force with one arm again, and both the man and the horse were chopped away.

Under the skylight, Dong Zhuo picked up his head, held it in his hands and raised it above his head.

"Xiliang..." He shouted in his heart, "I'm back!"

……

Yanzhou.

Rows of bronze lampposts swayed with flames, illuminating the bookshelves. A figure wearing a robe embroidered with a cloud pattern and a four-clawed dragon was stepping down from the bookshelves on a ladder.

In the spacious study room, footsteps approaching this direction echoed.

The young man did not look back, but just flipped through an ancient book in his hand, "Is the matter done?"

"No, it failed."

"It doesn't matter. If you fail, just kill again. All you have is patience." The young figure turned over the pages of the book, chewed the words on it, and sat on a soft chair nearby: "By the way, Taishi, how is my father? ?”

"Your Majesty, you have recovered slightly."

The speaker is about fifty-six years old, with gray beard and hair, but he does not have the decay of an ordinary old man. On the contrary, he is dressed in black robes, with half a jade pendant hanging around his waist. The old man is quite majestic.

Over there, the figure flipping through the book paused his fingers, raised his eyes slightly, and spoke in a calm and soft voice.

"I heard that the Grand Master's disciples have made a batch of new medicines?"

"Yes."

"Bring some over here." The young figure smiled gently at the old man who was bowing across from him, then raised his sleeves and waved: "I still want to read, Grand Master will go and do his own business."

After saying that, he continued to read books, as if he were a handsome young man in troubled times.

(End of this chapter)