Palace scheming: Empress Leng Palace

Chapter 292

The morning sun is shining, and the rising sun in the east is slowly rising. In the early morning, two steeds are coming from a distance on the narrow path. The sound of the horses' hoofs is clearly stepping on the slightly dewy soil, making a clattering sound.


On both sides of the road, refugees in ragged clothes passed by themselves. It was early in the morning, but all of them looked dusty. Many people's faces were stained black and yellow by the mud and dust. , is also chaotic, reflecting many vicissitudes and humbleness.


Immediately came a young man dressed in white snow, with handsome eyebrows, a high nose, tight thin lips, and a pair of handsome eyes as clear as glass. Looking at the refugees, his horse speed also slightly slowed down. A pair of handsome eyes passed by the people on the roadside one by one with compassion.


"Drive!" The more dangerous the pass, the more refugees there are.The man in white suddenly whipped his whip and galloped forward. The thousand-mile horse under him neighed, and with the soles of his feet exerting force, he rushed forward like an arrow.

"General..." The handsome man behind him raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then clamped his legs, and the horse's hooves twitched when the horse in his crotch was in pain, and he galloped away quickly with the horse in front.


The front is gradually becoming golden. If you look around, if it weren't for the tall beacon towers supporting the sky, the surrounding fields would be full of cut-off cuts, with sand and rocks flowing across the bottom, and sand from the Yellow River flowing through the cut-offs. , like a clear spring, moistening the land of yellow sand.


"General, this is the dangerous terrain of Xiongguan. Now the enemy is defending one side. If they don't capture the city, they will not be able to break through Xiongguan at all." Cao Zijian, the former military advisor of Yuan Tiangang, is still Xuanyuanyi's military advisor under the seal of Xuanyuan Ze , to guide the newly appointed Xuanyuan Yi to familiarize himself with the terrain and battle conditions as soon as possible, and strive to defend the Xiongguan Pass from being invaded by the wind.


This man is in his thirties, born thin and short, his face is already dark due to staying in the border area for many years, but his spirit is radiant, which is not to be underestimated.

Xuanyuan Yi looked around and saw a piece of empty yellow land. Due to the invasion of the enemy army, the rice that was on the verge of being harvested had been trampled unsightly, and it was already in a mess.


Looking from the broken moat here, the enemy's camp can be seen from a distance, and the camp with the Fenglai flag flying high is clearly full of Tianque's shame, and it is raging in the morning wind.


"Master Cao, our army once used defense to attack. In your opinion, when will the enemy retreat?" Xuanyuan Yi frowned slightly, and his handsome eyes looked at the enemy camp from afar. Cao Zijian, who was beside him, couldn't help but screamed at the dignified cold air, and turned his eyes to the enemy camp, and said in a deep voice: "Return to the general, our army is short of men and horses, so we can only defend it. If the enemy insists on With more troops, not only will our army be unable to defeat the enemy, but it is also possible that the city gates will be breached by him!".


"That is to say, there is no possibility that the enemy army will be repelled by us forever?" Junmei frowned, and Xuanyuan Yi's voice rose slightly.The early morning wind made his white clothes fly into the air, but it inexplicably exuded a chilling desolation.


"This..." Cao Zijian's face was slightly ugly, because Xuanyuan Yi's words really hit the nail on the head, if they kept guarding Xiongguan like this, they would only be able to hold on for a while, and would not be able to repel the enemy at all.

But if you want to attack the enemy...


"How many soldiers and horses do we have now?" Xuanyuan Yi watched the battlefield silently, pointing in the direction of the city gate, his handsome eyes condensed.

"Return to the general, the original Xiongguan guard and Gu Yang's retreating troops, there are [-] people in total." Cao Zijian held the reins in his hand, looked at the young general, and couldn't help but guess in his heart, how powerful he really is.


If it was Xuanyuan Moyu who came to guard Xiongguan back then, he still believed that under the leadership of King Ming and Qing, Xiongguan might not be so easy to break.But now it is a person who has never been heard of in the court, and it is said that he is still sick all the year round. Let him come to the border, this battle can not help but be despised.


Not only him, but also the generals at the border, all only said that he was a relative of the imperial power, and his real strength was only heard to be some kind of martial arts contest recruited by the emperor.

Regardless of whether the contestants are all brave and good at fighting, but this King Anqing, everyone knows that he has never even been out of the imperial city.


Asking this person to lead troops to fight is undoubtedly a test of the life and death of the soldiers, and it is undoubtedly a manifestation of the emperor's indifference to the lives of the soldiers at the border.

If this person has no strength, then he may not be able to suppress the soldiers who have been fighting on the border all year round, and even if he is on the side to support him, it may not be very effective.


"Sixty-eight thousand..." Xuanyuan Yi murmured in a low voice, then suddenly turned around and mounted his horse, and said to Cao Zijian without looking back: "Military commander, follow me back to the city, I want to call all the generals to discuss the strategy of attacking the enemy!" .


"General!" Cao Zijian was amazed. He stared blankly at the handsome figure in white clothes flying on his horse, the fluttering hem of his clothes fluttering in the morning wind, but his surprised cry was quickly thrown away by his fast horse. Behind him, he had no choice but to walk in front of the horse, then got on the horse and followed.


"Ouch!" When Xuanyuan Yi's steed passed by the two elderly refugees, the old man on crutches suddenly bent his legs and thumped to the side of the road and passed out.

"Old man! Oh, old man, what's wrong with you?" The elderly women and children's complexions changed drastically in fright. Regardless of the heavy burden on their backs, they squatted down slightly and shook the old man's body with a mournful voice.


The white horse that had galloped away suddenly stopped, and as the person on the horse turned around slightly, the horse returned again, and the handsome man on the horse also jumped off the horse lightly.

Cao Zijian watched from a distance behind Xuanyuan Yi, regardless of his own white clothes on the ground, leaned over to probe the old man's breath, then gently lifted him up, stretched out his palm to support the old man's back heart, for about half a moment, the old man's breath After a while, he woke up.


"Oh old man, old man, you finally woke up. If you let go of this world, how can you let me live..." The old woman was overjoyed when she saw this, and looked at the old man who had woken up, with a happy smile on her face.The turbid teardrops washed the dirt on his face, making his face even more old for a moment, which was unbearable.


(End of this chapter)