Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Defeat

Chang Gong and Heng Jia led the army and rushed to Yiyang day and night.Since Yiyang had been occupied by the Zhou army led by Yu Wenyong, they first temporarily stationed in Baigu not far from Yiyang City, looking for a suitable time to take back Yiyang.At this time, Hu Luguang's army was facing off against the army led by Hua Gu and Wei Xiaokuan, and was also looking for a suitable time to prepare for a battle. Yiyang City. The young emperor stood on the city wall and looked into the distance.The wind blew his hair, and it moved slightly in the morning breeze, like a black waterfall flying down.The expression on his handsome face remained unchanged, covered with a layer of unpredictable light like floating clouds.

"Your Majesty, King Lanling and Hulu Hengjia have arrived in Baigu." Qi Wang Yu Wenxian hurried up the city wall and said behind him, "Everything is within His Majesty's expectation." "Oh? Come too soon." Yu Wenyong's mouth raised an inscrutable smile, "With Wei Xiaokuan holding Hu Luguang back, the most suitable person to come to Xuanyang is King Lanling." "So, Your Majesty, is it going according to plan?" Yu Wenyong nodded, "It's time for our Turkic partners to do something, you send them a message immediately, and let them act according to the original plan."

Yu Wenxian responded, and smiled again, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid King Lanling will lose this time. They must have thought that the Turkic army would come from the pass of Mobei." Yu Wenyong smiled coldly, "Even if they knew that the Turkic Army did not pass through Mobei, they would never guess where the Turkic Army was going." "What Your Majesty said is, then we just need to stay here and wait for work." Yu Wenxian showed a look of admiration, "As long as the Turkic people make a move, King Lanling will rush to attack the city in advance without being prepared. .”

"That's right, but even so, we may not be able to win for sure. After all, that person is the King of Lanling." Yu Wenyong said expressionlessly. "It's a pity that I didn't fight against him last time, but this time I can finally see the true ability of the so-called God of War!" Yu Wenxian's eyes flashed with excitement. "Remember, you must capture her alive." Yu Wenyong raised his head to look at the clear sky while talking.The sky was blue and clear.It was so calm that there was not even a breeze. Like standing still. It's also like——his mood at the moment.

After Chang Gong set up camp, he immediately sent spies to investigate the situation in Yiyang City every day.After checking the situation for five days in a row, Chang Gong felt very pessimistic. "The Zhou people's defense is too tight this time. If they attack hard, I'm afraid they won't even have half the chance of winning." Chang Gong rarely showed a worried look, "Although it's early spring, the weather here is extremely cold. These Zhou people water the city walls with water every night, and the ice is thick and slippery, making it difficult to climb up.”

"So now, we can only wait." Heng Jia glanced at her, "In terms of the number of our army, we are also at a disadvantage, so we must not act too hastily." "It's a pity that Uncle Hulu's army was held back by Wei Xiaokuan, otherwise our two armies would meet and the chances of winning would be better." Chang Gong said in a low voice. "So I said, it would be good if I could wait another half a month or so." Heng Jia looked up at the sky, with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth, "The south wind will blow soon, and by then here will be It's going to get warmer, and at least the thick ice and wall slides won't be a threat anymore."

Chang Gong was overjoyed, and couldn't help but grabbed his sleeve, "Really? Heng Jia? You can see this? Why didn't you say it earlier in the previous wars!" Heng Jia smiled slightly, "It didn't seem to be used in wars before. If you don't ask, why should I say it?" Chang Gong looked at the faint smile on his lips, his heart moved slightly, his expression became gentle, and he said in a low voice, "Heng Jia, thank you." Heng Jia raised his eyebrows amusedly, "Just say thank you for this little matter, this is not like the style of King Lanling."

"No..." She lowered her eyelids, "It's not just because of this that I say thank you...Hang Jia, thank you very much. Without you, I don't know how I survived." His gaze became absent-minded and unbelievable in one moment, slowly moistened in the next moment, and finally turned into bottomless tenderness, ink-black tenderness.There was a touch of emotion and sourness in that same gentle voice. "Aren't we—good brothers?" Chang Gong's body trembled slightly, at this inappropriate time and inappropriate place, a scene that happened before suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Hanga, you are crazy...we have been good brothers for so many years..." "Yeah, so I'm tired of being a good brother." She shook her head as if she wanted to get rid of something. That time, it was just Heng Jia's impulse... The eyes of the two suddenly met in the air, but turned away at the same time as if they were evading, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly become a little strange. "My lord, Captain Hulu! It's not good!" The spy's anxious voice suddenly broke the silence.Chang Gong had already stood up abruptly, and said loudly, "Why are you so panicked!"

"My lord, the Turkic light cavalry captured the two cities of Tongguan and Fenghua, and blocked our grain road!" "What!" Chang Gong's face changed drastically. In such a long-distance march and battle, sufficient food and grass is a necessary condition for victory. Now that the food road has been cut off, the consequences are disastrous. "Then how long can the food and grass in the army last?" Heng Jia's expression also became serious. "If the team responsible for food and grass has not arrived, the food and grass in the army will only last for five days!"

Chang Gong yanked off his helmet and threw it out fiercely.The helmet throws a few unique bends in the air, and the grunt rolls far away. "This damned Yu Wenyong! It must be a bad move he came up with!" Her fist landed hard on the cold table. "Chang Gong, calm down." Heng Jia got up and retrieved the helmet. In his memory, Chang Gong was rarely so irritable and anxious on the battlefield. Could it be because - he hasn't completely freed himself from the emotion of losing Uncle Jiu? Chang Gong nodded, took a deep breath and said, "Why did the Turkic cavalry suddenly capture the two cities of Tongguan and Fenghua? Isn't Xuda guarding Mobei?" The spies hurriedly said, "Go back to the lord, I heard that the Turkic Khan used a large group of troops to distract Lord Hulu's attention, and took the opportunity to let this group of Qingqi enter Tongguan through another road." "In addition, there are few soldiers guarding these two places, and the place is remote. We never thought that they would attack there, so it is not surprising to use an elite light cavalry to capture these two places." Heng Jia looked. Looking at her, "Chang Gong, I'm afraid we can't wait until half a month later." The two looked at each other, and at the same time saw the words "quick battle and quick decision" in each other's eyes.At this moment, the two suddenly laughed at the same time. "When the food and grass run out, I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to fight. It's better to take advantage of the food and grass in the past few days and forcefully attack the city. There is still a little chance of winning." Chang Gong bit his lip, Word by word, "I, the King of Lanling, will never lose, never will." Heng Jia raised his head, and he saw determination flowing in those black eyes.The moment he looked in, he felt that the surroundings were filled with moisture, and all the hustle and bustle seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant. "Then let us fight a good battle." He suddenly stretched out his hand and gently placed it on her hand, "Regardless of life or death, regardless of success or failure, do your best and have a clear conscience." Her body trembled slightly, but she didn't take back her hands. Gradually, her hands became warmer, and her heart gradually became more ambiguous. It was as if a warm current flowed into her seemingly empty heart, which immediately gave birth to a kind of peace of mind and softness. a feeling of…… Candles flickered gently, the orange flames looking bright and warm.
The next day was extremely bad weather, the sky was oppressively oppressed by dark, leaden clouds, as if a storm was about to break out.When the cold wind blows, the withered grass on the ground rolls up like waves, shining with a yellow luster, revealing a kind of desolation. There was a dead silence in Yiyang city.Zhou Jun in black is also like a dark cloud in the sky.They stood still, just preparing for a brutal and bloody battle.Under the city wall, the team of angry horses and fresh clothes formed a line, and the Qi soldiers in red clothes burned the darkness like flames, and they were extraordinarily eye-catching at first glance. Yu Wenyong's gaze has long been on the head coach.The ferocious ghost mask added a bit of mystery and majesty to her. She was like a flame-like person, exuding a fierce heat that seemed to burn everything in the world, making people awe-inspiring. between! On the big flag waving in the wind, there are four big characters clearly written: Lanling Wang Gao! On the battlefield, as long as these words appear, the enemy will tremble with fear... Chang Gong stretched out his hand slowly, pointed to the front, and shouted firmly, "Go!" As soon as her words fell, the first attacking troops of the Qi army rushed up!There was a cold light in Yu Wenyong's eyes, and he made a slight gesture.I saw the overwhelming rain of arrows covering the sky in an instant.After the chilling swishing sound, many sharp arrows pierced through the armor of the Qi army, and one after another, one after another, soldiers fell to the ground one after another, immediately staining the withered grass on the ground red, and smearing the color of death everywhere. "Swoosh!" Dozens of huge crossbow arrows shot into the cavalry around Chang Gong, many horses were shot down, and soldiers rolled to the ground. Chang Gong tightened the reins, escaped the attack, and glanced at Heng Jia again, he was slightly relieved to see that he was fine. Although there were soldiers being shot down in front, the cavalry behind rushed towards the city at high speed. Thousands of horses, almost touching the ground, galloped towards Yiyang City amidst neighing.The horseshoes that have been nailed to the palm trample the ground roaring and trembling. But as Chang Gong knew, the Zhou people's defenses were very tight. The soldiers of Qi State could barely reach the moat, and they were shot to death by arrows and crossbows or stones thrown from the city.Fortunately, hundreds of soldiers rushed to the edge of the city wall. Due to the thick ice and slippery walls, they tried their best to die and could not climb up at all.Those who climbed halfway were either stoned to death by Zhou Jun, or scalded to death with molten iron juice.Those who climbed up by luck were either killed or captured because of the small number of people. In this bloody hell, light and sword shadows show the smile of death, and howling and screaming compose the melody of hell. Chang Gong frantically rode his flying horse, rushed across the moat in a fit of vigour, the sound of arrows kept ringing in his ears, and countless arrows were chopped down by her long sword.The silvery river water flew up with bright blood, and one cruel flower after another bloomed in front of her. Just when she was about to reach the bottom of the city wall, a soldier who was climbing to the center of the city wall suddenly screamed and fell back powerlessly. Blood also spurted out like arrows, and the whole world in her eyes was instantly dyed red. .I just felt a pain in my heart, it was the guard who was close to her on weekdays, and he talked to her yesterday... Chang Gong turned his face away without any expression.The mask also hid any expression from her. It is an honor for a man to fight for his country and die on the battlefield. Amidst the sound of people turning their backs, Yu Wenyong's eyes followed that person all the time. The blade was bleeding with blood and she was wiping the wind... This person... is so... different, standing among these people, like a god like mundane... ——It’s as if the sun is gushing out——Bright and dazzling! "Your Majesty, this time we used molten iron to attack them, and the effect is extraordinary!" Yu Wenxian said excitedly from the side. Yu Wenyong just bent his lips slightly and did not speak.Compared with stones, the lethality of molten iron is astonishing.But he didn't expect that such an idea was actually thought up by his queen. Chang Gong felt that his army had fallen into a predicament. He could only hear the roar of horseshoes around him, and the cavalry who attacked the city in the previous waves quickly retreated.Almost all the horses of the people who fled back were empty.Beside her, soldiers were constantly being shot to death by crossbow arrows... She understood that if she continued, the damage would only increase, so she had to make a decision to withdraw troops in her heart. "Chang Gong, our army is going to retreat immediately!" Heng Jia's voice suddenly came from her side, she turned her head and saw that familiar face, their eyes met for a short moment, Heng Jia also immediately understand her decision. Just when she was about to issue an order, Zhou Jun's attack suddenly stopped. The dark red sunset light, like blood splashed on ink, dyed the sky crimson.Tens of thousands of returning birds fluttered their wings and flew over the top of the head, shedding a noisy silence.The tragic wind rolled up the leaves, whistling across the tragic battlefield, but in Chang Gong's eyes, everything was colorless. Beside her, the corpses of thousands of soldiers from Qi State fell outside Yiyang City.After the blood flowed out, it quickly clotted and turned black and purple.The blood that flowed on the ground was frozen by the cold wind, shining a strange light. At this time, she noticed that the faces of the soldiers in her team began to change color. Following their gazes, she looked up at the city wall. Zhou Guoren began to deal with the prisoners of the Qi army captured by them.They forced the captured soldiers to kneel on top of the walls, ten in each row. "Listen well, if any of you surrenders to our Great Zhou, I will release him immediately!" Yu Wenxian stood behind them with a long knife in his hand, exuding a murderous aura all over his body. The ten kneeling soldiers bowed their heads silently, their fear showing in their slightly trembling lips and eyes.But facing the companions in the city, none of them begged for mercy, they kept their mouths tightly shut and did not say a word. Yu Wenxian seemed a little annoyed, he pulled out one of the soldiers, and said angrily, "You, as long as you beg for mercy, this king will let you go back!" The soldier's face turned pale, but he bit his lips even more tightly, not saying a word. "Okay, you can be considered a man!" Yu Wenxian's eyes flashed a look of admiration, and suddenly he raised his knife and cut off his head neatly!The bright blood was sprayed on the city wall like red light, and it also burned the eyes of all Qi people! Chang Gong clenched his fists tightly, the flames of fury in his eyes almost tore apart everything in front of him, and the deep hatred swept over him, she felt every bone in her body cracking, It felt like a severe pain. Those—all her companions... The remaining soldiers began to tremble slightly, but still no one spoke. "If you don't beg for mercy, you will end up like him!" Yu Wenxian showed a complicated expression. "Sure enough, they are all people with backbone." Yu Wenyong, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said, "However, sometimes backbone is the most useless thing. Don't you want to go home? Don't you want to go back to reunite with your parents and wives? Don't want to enjoy family happiness ? It’s actually very simple to want all this, as long as you surrender, you can go home.” The word home is such a warm existence to these soldiers who are fighting outside, but at this moment, it is such a cruel word.They're all scared, and they all want to go home...but each of them has beliefs they can't break.What is belief?Faith is at the moment of life and death, at the moment closest to success, at the moment of only one step away from happiness, at the moment of failure, at the moment of losing life—something that can never be deviated from. Therefore, even if you can never go home again, you must not violate your beliefs. They closed their eyes in resignation, tremblingly waiting for the arrival of death with a look of despair. There was a glint in Yu Wenyong's eyes, and he made a gesture.A few Zhou soldiers came forward, raised their swords, and chopped off their heads one by one. Then, they pushed the headless corpses down the city wall one by one. After one row of prisoners had been killed, another row of prisoners was pushed up.Likewise, no one begged for mercy. At this moment, there was a low Xianbei singing voice coming from the city, which faintly floated into Yu Wenyong's ears, his heart suddenly jumped wildly, this voice - he looked at Seeing the young general wearing a mask, his heart moved slightly, but for some reason, the scene on the grassland many years ago suddenly appeared in front of him. A moment, just a moment. The sky is cold, but it is not as cold as the deep pain in the singing.The crowd first looked at King Lanling in shock, and then heard Huluhenga also sang along in a low voice. Then, one by one, one after another, as if infected, almost all the soldiers in the city were shocked. Singing this ballad in a low voice, there is heaviness in the clearness, sadness in the passion, the majesty of gold and iron horses, and the melancholy of falling flowers and red water. The sadness that seems to be soaked in tears is all over the sky, as if it is the last elegy for the companions. Chilechuan, under the Yin Mountain.The sky is like a dome, covering the whole field. The sky is gray, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low... Everything seems to step into a sleeping space.Sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-pitched, the singing seems to lead the soldiers to the distant ancient times, when the fragrance of flowers is long and the streamers are intertwined.The sun is slowly floating on the flower field, it is gentle, and it seems that the mother is gently stroking her cheek with her delicate palm.The endless pain in my heart seems to be soothed by the wonderful comfort of singing. The despair on the faces of the soldiers who were about to die gradually disappeared, and was replaced by calm and pride. Although they couldn't return home, they died to protect their families... This is their homeland, their homeland, and it is a place they will not lose even if they die. Yu Wenyong turned his eyes and saw that Yu Wenxian beside him also showed a touch of emotion, he couldn't help but slightly frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I don't act according to the plan immediately, there are more important things to come. " Yu Wenxian was taken aback, and quickly signaled his subordinates to cut off the heads of all the remaining captives, and then used a Thunderbolt cart to throw the more than one hundred bloody heads to the ranks of the Qi army.Human heads and rocks are just different, they don't bounce when they fall on the ground.After rolling a few times, it stopped moving. The infantry and cavalry of the Qi army lined up in the city. They all raised their heads and watched the actions of the Zhou people silently.A kind of swelling silent hatred, even in the twilight, Yu Wenyong can deeply feel it.He looked at the man calmly. The hatred and loathing, which were clearly undisguised, flowed on her body but she could remain calm. There was no serious struggle, but she made him understand that there is another way to express hatred—— So calm, yet aggressive and shocking. ——That kind of calm is more violent and majestic than the intense emotional release, and it hurts people more directly. Because such calm deep hatred and anger are an existence high above that cannot be suppressed, majestic and inviolable, Gao Biao covers him indifferently, as if despising him for nothing. "Retreat immediately!" Chang Gong yelled and turned the horse's head. She controlled her anger and tried her best to keep herself awake.But she clearly understood one thing, this battle, she lost! "Your Majesty, King Lanling and the others are about to retreat." Yu Wenxian approached, but there was a strange smile on his face, "However, they must not have thought of Baigu..." "This time, I want them to be completely annihilated." Yu Wenyong stared at the figure coldly, "At that time, you will follow the original plan and lead your troops to chase them." "However, this King Lanling really lives up to his reputation. I am really not sure whether I can capture her alive." Yu Wenxian smiled, "However, Your Majesty, this person will definitely not surrender. Do you really want to capture her alive? " An elusive look flashed in Yu Wenyong's eyes, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then he suddenly picked up the bow and arrow next to him, set the bow and arrow, and slowly pulled the bowstring towards a person in the city. Yu Wenxian followed his gaze, and was surprised to find that the target the emperor was aiming at was—the King of Lanling! "Your Majesty, you are not trying to capture alive..." He had just finished speaking, and then saw the emperor's hand move, and the direction the arrow pointed was already aimed at another person—Qi Army Captain Hu Luheng Gal. The sharp triangular arrow flashes with a faint cold light, making people frightened.