Attack is successful, the name is [traversing]

The sun was bright and bright, Qi Yantang assembled a small team in front of the handsome tent, the bright white sunlight reflected on his cold face, so calm that he was numb.

This is a team of no more than 20 people, and each of them can count as ten. Silence flows in the middle of the team like thick black sea water. They stare at Qi Yantang standing in front, with dark and depressing eyes.

Qi Yantang forced himself not to look at the box held by the sergeant beside him, he turned his head and stared at the ashes left by the flames in front of the tent, and suddenly remembered a sentence he had read before:

The light that blinds us is darkness to us.The dawn will only break when we are awake.

It's just that he was in a daze, not knowing when the dawn would break.

He turned back in silence, his eyes gradually became sharper, he raised his right hand and waved forward, the team moved forward slowly...

In the eyes of Nanjin people, Dongtar people are vulgar, belligerent, barbaric, bloody, and cruel. These words that have nothing to do with praise mean that the corpses of Dongtar people are everywhere, and the sky is stained with blood.The war can be defeated, but it must not be defeated by the Eastern Tartars. They are good at creating hell that even evil spirits are unwilling to approach.

He should feel fear and want to back down. He knows that all the cowardice in his heart can be realized as long as he orders himself. He told himself that no one should blame him. After all, he was just an insignificant commoner the day before yesterday. The most important thing to do is run away with everyone.

However, every time such a hint arises in his heart, Gu Anluo's firm eyes flashed in front of his eyes. He said he would win, but what he said was Qi Ji, and it had nothing to do with him. But it seemed to be filled with lead and had to be fixed on the stirrup.The dusty air was rough and bitter, and it hurt slightly when it penetrated into the nasal cavity, but the turbulent emotions in my heart finally calmed down.

They walked heavily, with firm eyes, stepping on the yellow sand in Mobei, the wind was blowing silently, until they saw the camp where bones stood, animal skins spread, and dust covered the sky, and they arrived.

Standing at Yingkou, eight sturdy men with big knives in their hands, with animal skins wrapped around their waists, wide-open chested, dark skinned, and muscular, all of them over eight feet in length, looked at Qi Yantang and his party contemptuously. 20 people.

Qi Yantang had already dismounted, with his head down, standing at the back of the line, watching the sergeant holding the box pass the box to the big man on the opposite side, together with the peace agreement, an indescribable anger began to tear between his chest and abdomen again, The deepest anger is silent, he heard the wind roar mocking him for not saying a word.The group of people in front of them sneered from their noses, they became more silent, and the sarcasm on the other side became more exaggerated, everyone clenched their teeth tightly, and Qi Yantang felt the smell of blood between his teeth in a trance.

Maybe it took a while, or it may have been a long time, everyone felt that their feet were completely numb, and the Dongtar soldiers who returned to their orders came out with a young man in luxurious clothes. He was the third prince of Dongtar. Qi Yantang stood at the end of the line and looked at him quietly. come.

He raised his chin, glanced contemptuously at random, and said in an unprofessional Chinese:

"Just you guys? The biggest of you stand up."

The man who just took the box stood out, with his head lowered without showing his eyes.

The third prince lazily scoffed:

"Just you? What identity?"

"General of the Central Military Guard." The man's voice was dull, his head still lowered.

The third prince glanced at it, then retracted his gaze:

"Didn't you say you want to negotiate a peace? Why doesn't Qi Ji come by himself?"

The man's voice choked, and he finally raised his head, his eyes were blood red, full of hatred.

The third prince raised his head and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha! I know, I know! I heard that the box contained the head of his dead brother. Didn't he wipe his neck when he couldn't think about it for a while? Or curled up in the quilt and cried, crying for his mother? "

"What Your Highness said is that the Southerners are a bunch of wimps, and their wimpy Marshal is also a wimp!"

Qi Yantang buried his head even lower, and a depressive silence spread in the team. He looked cold and dormant quietly, as if everything he heard had nothing to do with him.The world only knows Qi Ji but not Qi Yantang. After that man died, there was one less person in the world who could call him Qi Yantang.

The third prince cast a sideways glance at everyone, noncommittal to the words of the adjutant beside him, his eyes were proud, and he said lightly:

"Go back and wait. Your dog lives will have to see my father Khan's mood before deciding whether to stay or not."

"We have fulfilled the agreement!" A person stood up in the team, gnashing his teeth with bare eyes.

"Hey, the agreement was made with someone, you guys?" The third prince slapped the person's face with the sealed peace agreement, sneering and mocking.

After saying that, he swaggered back to the tent and said as he walked:

"If they don't leave, they leave their heads and hang them at Yingkou, just as my newly hunted vultures are looking for food."

"Third Highness, if the two countries are at war, they will not kill you." Finally, someone hesitated and said.

"Ah? But I have already let go of the envoys, and now the remaining ones are enemy raiders." Their voices gradually faded away...

Qi Yantang took a deep look ahead, motioned for everyone to retreat, quietly hid in the place he had found in advance, and waited for the night to fall.

The sun was scorching above their heads until the hot sweat rolling down their foreheads and necks was completely cool, and the iron utensils they held were warmed by the temperature of their palms, and the night in Mobei finally came.

The scout rushed over and nodded vigorously. Qi Yantang stood up and looked at the enemy camp that was dyed red by the flames, and shouted with a sneer:

"go!"

Drunk and drunk, singing and dancing in the main tent, even the soldiers guarding the periphery were slightly drunk, which was not in line with military discipline, but it was obvious that no one cared about them now.

As soon as Qi Yantang approached, he heard the rude grinning and babbling of the soldiers guarding the tent, but he understood:

"The archmage has checked it, and it is really the deputy general of the Southerners! Grandma, that kid killed so many of us, this time he got his head, and the big man rewarded the whole army with three gold coins per person."

"Pfft haha! That's not it! These bastards were so frightened after a few beatings that they even handed over the head of the second-in-command. Do you think they will have to cry and kneel next time they want the head of their coach?" Send it to us!"

"That might be true, but I don't know whether it will be a good fight or not. This battle was a happy one, but I still miss me......"

"Look at your talent...who!" Before he had a chance to finish his sentence, a man in a black suit was already close to him, and a cold blade slashed at his neck. Quietly, his companion was followed in the same way, the two were dragged aside, all the clothes on their bodies were stripped clean, and the two lives just disappeared without anyone noticing... ...

The carnival crowd didn't notice the stranger who sneaked into their team.

Qi Yantang divided the team into two, one team assassinated silently, and the other team stealthily approached the grain and grass depot......

The bright moon is in the sky, and the flames of the Dongdaliang camp are shining brightly.

The enemy camp was in chaos, shouts, curses, mixed with various accents filled every corner.Water was continuously transported to the fire site, but it was of no avail to the pile of grain doused with fire oil. Dongtar Khan's rough face was reddened and blackened in the firelight, and murderous look and anger were overflowing in his eyes. The third prince slapped loudly and shouted violently:

"Follow me! I'll tear them into pieces!"

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The sound of chasing life behind him almost seemed to stick to his back, and the ghost lingered. Qi Yantang was riding on the moonlight, with frost in his eyes...Death was so close, but he seemed to fall into a kind of In the emptiness and chaos, the soul pulled out of the body. He huddled a corner and watched the body move on its own, like a machine that pressed a switch, and the night was a little weird...

He saw him get off his horse and Tigo fought.

His ears are full of noise, the sound of the wind, the sound of drinking, the sound of horseshoes, and the clanging of soldiers and irons, but in his eyes, everything is fast and slow, lively and silent, and he is confused and numb...

Until the long soldier in his hand pierced into the enemy's chest, blood splashed on his face, it was warm and smelly, the touch of the sharp blade piercing into the body was so clear, from the trembling sword edge to the palm, his pupils slightly Zoom in, and your sanity will return instantly......

His eyes began to tremble, his throat was dry and trembling, and he shouted hoarsely in his mind: Qi Ji!Qi Yantang!Qi Yantang!But he got a emptiness without even an echo... An ominous panic surged up in his heart, but before he could figure out what the emotion was, his body was pushed staggeringly, and he turned his head. , Seeing the mournful and persevering gaze of his subordinate, the man opened his mouthful of red teeth and sternly shouted:

"Let's go, Qi Shuai!"

He pedaled subconsciously, whipped the horse and rolled up dust and sand...

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Qi Yantang came back covered in blood, his clothes were sticky to his skin, and he looked at the team returning home with a cold face.There were 20 people when they left, including many of his confidantes who had fought with him for several years, all of them were highly skilled in martial arts, but now only six of them came back, their faces were stained with blood and their expressions could not be seen clearly, but their eyes were almost dead calm.

The war has already started, but this is just the beginning, the real war is yet to come.

The military division was waiting in Yingkou early on, although only a few people came back, but as long as Qi Yantang is fine and some people come back, it proves that the matter is successful, and life is worthless, the price is already very small.He was overjoyed, and quickly took two steps forward to hold Qi Yantang's slightly limp body:

"marshal......."

Qi Yantang nodded and said:

"Eastern Tatars will concentrate their forces to attack the city in two days at the latest. As long as they survive this battle, they will have no power to continue."

The military division took a deep breath:

"We are all mentally prepared, it must be a fierce battle."

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Qi Yantang hastily wiped his face, the dry coarse veil made his cheeks ache, he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the bronze mirror in a daze, paused for a second, looked away, and quickly changed the bloody clothes.

Back in the commander's tent, everyone had already gathered. He spread out the armament map on the desk, pointed to the three miles in front of the city, blurred a line with his fingers, and said in a cold and stern voice:

"Here, how long does it take to dig a ditch?"

Immediately someone responded:

"It depends on how deep it is, but overnight at the fastest."

"The Eastern Tatars like to add steel plates to the horse's legs to prevent us from attacking the horse's legs, but the Eastern Tatar horses are strong and fat, and their manes are extremely long." Qi Yantang's eyes kept trembling, and he formed a vague plan in his mind.

"The marshal wants to attack with fire?" the military adviser asked.

Qi Yantang nodded:

"You don't need to dig a ditch, just make a long strip, and cover it with flint powder, how long will it take?" Flint powder is a kind of flint that is not formed, and the family will throw it away if they have any spare money. Only the poor will make do with it. light a fire.This thing is extremely flammable when heated, and it does not last long after burning. Because the flame is not formed, the fire is still difficult to control. If you are not careful, it will cause a fire. In daily life, it is more disgusting than chicken ribs. In Yansai City, every household has such flint powder.

"If it's just like this, it takes about three hours to cover an area nearly ten miles long and two miles wide."

Qi Yantang frowned, reckoning it would work, and then looked at the military adviser. He also frowned, rubbed his long beard on his chin with his fingers, nodded for a while and said:

"Marshal, this plan is feasible."

Qi Yantang nodded, and said:

"That's according to what the military division wants."

"But this is not a long-term solution," the military adviser said with anxiety in his eyes. "We can stop the first wave of cavalry that is caught off guard, but it is useless against the enemy troops behind, and then they will soon approach the city wall." He pointed to the location of the city wall .

"How many crossbow arrows are there?" Qi Yantang asked.

"...there are nearly a thousand crossbows, but no more than ten thousand arrows..." the man said awkwardly.

"Exact number." Qi Yantang sternly shouted.

"Back to the Marshal, our army has not replenished its military equipment for two years. This is only an estimate, and it should be counted together with the half loss. It is really..."

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of everyone in the venue became even more heavy.

"Prepare catapults, stones, the more the better, before the enemy attacks." He took a deep breath and ordered.

"promise!"

"If the enemy climbs the city wall..." The military commander frowned. This is the most irritating thing. The Eastern Tatars are fierce and fearless, and their physique is much stronger than that of the Nanjin soldiers. As long as they climb the city wall, they are like wolves into the flock.

"What is the strategy of the military division?"

"It was also here at the end of the Han Dynasty. The predecessor once watered the city wall and turned it into ice overnight, so as to resist the enemy...but it was extremely cold at that time, and now it is the end of summer..." the military commander mused. …

Qi Yantang's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a while:

"Use...oil."

The military division raised his head, hesitatingly said:

"If the enemy attacks with fire, wouldn't it be a fire?" But suddenly, his eyes lit up, he looked at Qi Yantang, and said happily:

"So, just wait until they start to climb the city."

Qi Yantang nodded, and said in a deep voice:

"Order the soldiers to take fire prevention measures in front of the city wall. No matter what, this is a tough battle after all."

"Eastern Tatars still have beast-like yearning and fear for fire, so the possibility of them attacking with fire should not be very high...but..." The military commander sighed softly.

Silence spread in the tent, Qi Yantang stared deeply at the same dark night outside the tent, exhaled from his chest, tried his best to suppress the trembling fingers in his sleeve robe, and ordered the attendant:

"At dawn the three armies are called."

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Qi Yantang had never been to the north in modern times, he had only seen the Kuangyuan in the northwest on TV, so this was the first time he felt the morning in Mobei like this, the coolness made his heart tremble.

"Marshal... what are you going to say?" The military adviser finally asked after deliberating for a long time.

Qi Yantang paused as he was leaving the account, and said:

"truth."

"This may not be appropriate." Military frowned, his expression tangled.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yantang snorted softly.

"The terrorist army is unstable and its morale is low."

Qi Yantang turned around:

"I went to the city the night before." He suddenly mentioned a completely unrelated matter, and he was taken aback by the military adviser.He continued:

"It's desolate and decrepit. If the roof is broken, you can live there. If the wall collapses, you can just lie on the side of the street. Both adults and children, there is no difference between men and women. Of course, men are in the army as long as they have hands and feet." Serving as a soldier...... Everyone's expression is very numb, it is a kind of numbness of resignation to fate..." His voice suddenly became distant, and he mocked lightly:

"But they are so numb, but they subconsciously struggled to get up when they saw me, and wanted to salute me..."

"Why?" He looked at the military division with burning eyes.

"The marshal has seen everything he has done for the border wars and the people in the city over the years. You have done your best, and today is not your fault." The military commander comforted.

Qi Yantang pulled out a sarcastic smile:

"It's not my fault... They are alive tonight, and they may be alive tomorrow, but as long as the Eastern Tartars break the city, they will definitely not be able to live. I won't say this, everyone knows..." Therefore, morale is low, and both soldiers and civilians have lost hope in their hearts.

"Our army is less than [-], and the Eastern Tatars claim to have an army of [-]..."

"But we have already burned their food and grass, and they will never be able to collect such a large amount of food and grass in five years." The military division said in a deep voice.

"You're right, this is hope, our only straw." Qi Yantang looked at the twilight of the dawn in the sky, his eyes far away.

"So Marshal, it's very important for you to cheer up the morale of the army later!"

"But our chances of winning are still slim, no matter what we say, we won't be able to fool anyone." Qi Yantang lowered his head, with a bitter arc on his lips.

"But..." The military adviser wanted to say more, but Qi Yantang waved his hand to stop:

"The King of the Eastern Tatars selected soldiers and generals, all of whom were men who could hunt wolves with bare hands. They are brave and good at fighting, and this wild desert is their world. When they fight, they are no longer human beings, but hungry wolves. You know that there is only one way to deal with wolves..." His eyes were burning, and his tone was cold.

The military master unknowingly let go of his hand, his expression stunned.

"If you still want to be a human in the future, you have to let yourself be a wolf this time, a wolf who is stronger than them all..."

"The subordinates are worried that fear will disturb the morale of the army..." These words are like sand in the mouth, and the mouth is full of roughness and bitterness.After fighting for so long, the iron bones are rusted, not to mention that Nanjin people have been farming and weaving for thousands of years, and the tolerance and kindness cultivated by rice is not suitable for fighting fiercely. The blood is hidden, and this time I rushed to the wilderness to fight against wolves. Those who are short of food and short clothes, everyone knows this battle, and the odds of winning are [-] in [-]. Who is not afraid?This city is full of soldiers, who would not want to run if they can run?

"Aren't you afraid if you don't tell me?" The desolation in the eyes of the hungry and tired soldiers is more than that of the scorched land... It's hopeless and timid if you say it, but you can say it is broken how?

"Morale cannot be boosted by lies, especially such lies that cannot withstand scrutiny... In the face of death, what's the use of whitewashing or boasting? It doesn't matter that I am a marshal, they are ordinary people It doesn't matter, the most important thing right now is to survive." He said the last three words lightly, and before stepping forward, he turned his head to look at the military adviser who seemed to be still in deep thought, and said lightly:

"In order to survive, I must emphasize the fact that it may be difficult for them to survive, even though they know it well."

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The howling morning wind in Saibei swept up the wild sand, cutting his face like a knife.Qi Yantang stood on the high platform, and the audience was filled with darkness. They raised their heads, and the expressions on their faces were longing and hopeful, but also a little apprehensive, fearful, and numb... a pair of eyes, a copy Looking forward to it, Qi Yantang only felt that the air around him was a lot heavier, his breath sank to his dantian, and with the cool wind blowing, his voice could be heard far away...

"The barbarians came out in full force. This battle is more tragic than ever before. But we can't retreat. If we take a step back, Nanjin will perish. The place where you grew up will be reduced to the scorched earth under the hooves of the Eastern Tartars. You The relatives, friends and compatriots who talk and laugh will become their slaves, and your children and grandchildren will be dependent on others, panting like dogs. So we can die, but we cannot be defeated...

The war has been too long, it has almost worn out everyone's blood and passion, but the good news is that after two days, no matter what, the war will finally end, the bad news is that there are only two outcomes for us, living or dying, and It must be admitted that the latter is more likely.Many people have died in these years. Death is fair to everyone. Whether you are a general or a pawn, you will die in the end. Death is actually no big deal.

But people always want to live, live to pursue hope, live to pursue happiness, this is an instinct that even the fear of death cannot take away.The blood you shed today may water the land where your children and grandchildren build their houses, and your sweat will soak the flowers that bloom in front of their houses. Many of you may not have children, wives or homes, but there will always be days after , as long as you live.

But it’s not easy to live. Dongtar’s military strength is several times that of mine, and those who die first are often those who are most afraid of death. So even though I know that my next request is very unreasonable and very strict, I still want to say, I I hope you are brave enough to die!If we die in battle, every inch of land here will be engraved with our names, and every drop of blood we shed is to make our loved ones live longer and longer.

................"

He seemed to have talked a lot, and his throat was already dry and hoarse when he said it. He told them that this was the last battle, and the food and grass in Dongtar had been burned by them. As long as they survived this battle, when the imperial reinforcements arrived, There will be no more wars in the next ten years.

What he said was true, but there was also a lie, the imperial court would not have reinforcements, he could even imagine how the people in the imperial city were panicked, or that the frail people were already packing their bags and preparing to seek refuge with someone else.

His voice stopped, and the square of 2 people was so quiet that it was frightening. I don't know how long the silence lasted, and suddenly a cry broke out from the crowd:

"Nan Jin must win! Nan Jin must win!"

The sound gradually flooded into waves, deafening, rumbling intertwined in the ears.His anxious heart gradually settled down, and he didn't know if he said it right, his eyes were blurred by the wind and sand in front of him, and he seemed to hear the deep and hoarse voice of that person in a trance:

we will definitely win......

Every cell in his body trembled, it was fear, it was excitement, he had also dreamed of fighting on the battlefield, the blood flowing in his veins was boiling, and there were pairs of eyes staring at him on the field, mournful, yearning, and dependent , trusting....... He felt his shoulders heavy, his eyes began to heat up, he felt an unprecedented longing, and he let out a roar from his throat:

"Definitely!"

His eyes were red, like the setting sun stained with blood.