Chapter 11 second quarter

Bach and Ba Bang walked into the golden tent and found that the huge tent was empty, only the two of them and Bimogan sitting on the golden throne in the distance, and there was not even a guard. They unanimously realized the importance of this summoning, and knelt down on one knee, "Majesty!" "Bach, Ba Bang, I have called you here because I have assigned you something to do." Bimogan's voice came from a faltering tone, indifferent, bleak, and irrefutable. "yes!" "In addition to the warriors and slaves in the hands of the nobles, how many men do we have available?" Bi Mogan said.

"Among the nine tents of soldiers and horses, there are only more than 3,000 available warriors left. There are still 900 men in the Maharaja's Flying Barracks who can fight, and there are more than 1,000 available men in the Mosuer family. We can still mobilize Five thousand slaves and the rest of the army are in the hands of the nobles." Bach replied. "About 10,000 people. The Qingyang Department, which once claimed to have 200,000 armored men, now has only 10,000 people..." Bi Mogan was silent for a while, "For the 10,000 people, Bach, you command 5,000 people." A trained warrior, Baham, you command those five thousand slaves. I give Bach my banner, and Baham my sword, and all men who remain loyal to the Pasur family should obey your orders, disobedient You can all be killed!"

Ba Bang was startled, and hurriedly lay down on the ground, "Majesty, please take back the order!" Bimogan divided the military power of the Maharaja into two halves and awarded it to their brothers. This is something that has never been heard in the history of the Qingyang Department. Bach looked at Bimogan from a distance, and spoke very slowly and quietly, "The northern capital city is still under the Majesty's control, please don't lose confidence! Our brothers will desperately protect the dignity of the Pasur family!" "I'm not a good general, and fighting wars is not my specialty. I entrust you with the power precisely to help me defend this city!" Bimogan waved his hands and sighed, "I know your Loyalty, I need you to be even more loyal, because there are not many people in Beijing who are still loyal."

"Your majesty can't say that..." Ba Bang became anxious. "Ba Bang, don't think that if I don't go out in the golden tent these days, I don't know what's going on outside. The reason why I don't convene a meeting is because no one will come if I convene another meeting. The nobles treat me like this The Maharaja has lost confidence. They are now panicking like a flock of sheep surrounded by wolves. They no longer have the heart to fight. They just want to know when the wolves will attack, how many sheep will they have to eat to be full, and will they be able to eat? They, the reason why no one has come to ask me to make peace with Shuobei is because the wolf lord has already made an oath to slaughter the city. Everyone knows that the Shuobei wolf lord regards his oath as more precious than his life. And the herdsmen have lost many relatives , the food is gradually not enough, and they also resent me as the majesty, because I am not as good as my father, who can hold the northern capital at the worst time. But I just consume the strength and fighting spirit of the Qingyang Department over and over again. " Bi Mogan smiled bleakly, "Ba Bang, if you command the defense of the city on my behalf, the people in the city will be more willing to believe it, right? This is a time of life and death, and you don't have to take care of my face."

"Majesty!" Ba Bang wanted to stand up anxiously. Bach held down his younger brother and waved his hand.He stopped talking, bent down silently, folded his hands on the ground, and rested his forehead on his palms. This is the most solemn gift for a barbarian, and it is a very high promise and oath. Ba Bang was silent for a moment, and he did the same thing as his brother Great gift. What Bi Mogan said was right, in fact, what else to say now is just to take care of the majesty's face.In the tens of thousands of tents in the northern capital, men and women whispered about the Maharaja's incompetence and willful will.If the initial peace talks with Shuobei, the loss is only some cattle and sheep; if the war did not start with that fanatical old slave Muli as the commander, the casualties would probably not be so heavy; Na Yan, I believe that the art of war he learned in Donglu will not be destroyed again.The Tiefu Tu was wiped out, and the tiger and leopard riders rescued by the Nine Kings from the battlefield of the first battle were also wiped out. Even the eagle-like ghost bow warriors were left with only a few dozen people and a leader who lost an arm. Spur... The former overlord of the grassland, the Qingyang tribe, faced the danger of extermination due to several wrong decisions made by the new maharajah. They were already so weak that Shuobei was unwilling to negotiate peace.

The nobles were fanning the flames, persuading their warriors not to go up to the city wall to guard. The important thing was to keep the existing manpower and let them guard their stockade honestly, so as not to let those poor people who were crazy hungry come in and grab food.The nobles need to save food and gather the surplus to feed the war horses. If the city is destroyed one day, there may be a chance to escape.But the poor are already desperate, as long as they have a stutter, they dare to kill their heads. Two days ago, hundreds of poor herdsmen attacked a noble village. To everyone's surprise, the herdsmen did not surrender, but took the hostages inside, ate everything they could find, drank the remaining spirits, and then raped the nobles they had never dared to imagine before The women, after killing them, rushed out drunkenly with their knives drawn, without armor, and died one by one by the knives.

The nobles are still thinking about how to live, and the poor are already thinking about how to die.Bach went to see the village that was attacked. There were dead people all over the ground. The corpses of men, women and children were piled up together. The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Those poor herdsmen ate meat and drank like crazy in such a place. , raped women, Bach could smell the strong death in the stockade, those poor herdsmen did not take risks just to survive, they had no hope at all. Bimogan untied the iron sword at his waist, and threw it forcefully. The sword slid against the ground until it was in front of Ba Bang.Bach pulled out the big nine-tailed banner in front of the tent, and the two brothers got on their horses and galloped away from the golden tent in the thick wind and snow.

Bi Mogan sat silently, listening to the sound of horseshoes going away outside, raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief. He looked down at the empty area in front of the throne, which used to be full of people who bowed their heads and bowed their heads, always let People feel incomparably honored and superior, but once there is no one there, the cold air flows silently, but it looks even more bleak than the small tent of the poor herdsman, which makes people feel unspeakable disgust. He smiled silently, and patted the armrest of the throne, "Father, I only know why you have become such a character after sitting here... This position is so lonely!"

He thought that this golden throne is really the farthest position from the whole world, but there are still people who are willing to die for this position. Banzalie flashed out from the corner behind the throne silently, and walked to Bimogan, "Majesty, everything is ready, when are we going?" "I'm ready too, anytime." Bi Mogan looked at this loyal companion, "Where's Da Yan?" He suddenly heard a familiar, wind-chime-like voice coming from behind, ding ding dong dong.He turned his head and saw the woman in white clothes standing there silently, with her head bowed, her hands folded in her wide sleeves, her face was covered by a hood sewed with ermine fur, only half of her face as frosty and snowy could be seen Son, and the silver bell hanging by the ear.

Bimogan stood up, "Suma." Da Yan's Suma nodded slightly, and Bimogan walked up to her side a few steps, took her hand, and found that it was cold.At this moment, he couldn't say anything to comfort his wife, he could only shake his hands constantly, hoping that her hands and heart would warm up. "I'm just outside the tent, ready to leave at any time." Banzalie said, "If the majesty doesn't change his mind..." Bimogan lowered his head and sighed lowly, "Banzalie, I know that asking you to do this is against your original intention... You are a brave man, but you have a cowardly master."

"Your majesty and I don't need to talk about this." Banzalie stopped in front of the tent door, pulled the curtain, and did not look back, "We companions, from the day we followed the master, we planned to die I gave it to the master. Besides, I know that the master is not a coward." He went out of the tent, and only Bimogan and Suma were left in the huge golden tent.They held hands, looked at each other, Bi Mogan gently reached out to touch his wife's face, and smiled with difficulty but comfort, "Suma, in the end, I'm still a useless man." Suma stared wide-eyed, stretched out her hand and shook it, telling him not to say that. Bimogan looked at his feet and was silent for a while. He felt awkward to say some words, but he still had to say them. This might be his last chance to say them. He mustered up his courage, "I know that in your heart, I have always been inferior to Asule..." Suma trembled all over, her long eyelashes flickered, but her eyes lowered. "I still remember the first time I saw you, you were a child, so sad, so desperate, and he was also a child, but he stood in front of you, facing the sword of the nine kings, with his arms open to protect you , just like a hen protecting its chicks." Bi Mogan said it, but felt relieved, and smiled, "He is such a small child, he can't do anything at all...but he The person to protect can do anything! You think so... I never blame you, I'm just jealous." He scratched his head, "Today I am determined to do this for you, and I am very happy. I feel that I finally have something that can compare to Asule, and I feel that I am worthy of you..." Suma gently stretched out her hand and held his face. She didn't know whether it was because of excitement or the result of rubbing his robe just now, but her hand was slightly warm.Bimogan's heart trembled, he stretched out his arms, and hugged his wife tightly in his arms. "Suma, I love you... Although I don't know why, but the first time I saw you, I saw your eyes, I thought it was thunder and fire, and it almost burned me I was born thinking that I have everything. Even if I don’t have anything, as long as I want it, I will definitely get it. I don’t care about anything or anyone. Swords, famous horses, women, anyway, there are none. New one, the grassland belongs to our Pasur family, do you want anything? But looking at your eyes, I feel so stupid, Pantar God made a joke with me, I don’t care, he will give me; I care , it’s always so far away from me, it’s not a strong horse to tame, nor a treasure to snatch.” Bimogan’s voice trembled slightly, “That’s something I can’t get even though I’ve worked hard... A woman's heart." "God Pantar took pity on me and gave me this opportunity, but he gave it so reluctantly..." Bimogan went on, "I feel like a thief who stole you from Asule. I always want to see you smile at each other. If you don’t smile, I’m worried that you’re thinking about Asule, and I’m as sad as a cat scratching. But I can’t do anything about you. Save Asule, I don't think I have anything to please you, even if I own the entire grassland." He stroked his wife's back, "Now I have a chance. I want to take a risk for you and gamble my dignity! Do you believe me now? Suma, do you believe that I love you?" ?” After a long time, Suma nodded gently in his arms. "That's great, then I won't have any regrets." Bi Mogan smiled silently. He didn't want to let go of the gentle woman in his arms, but he still said, "It's almost time. Banzalie is waiting for us outside. We Set off!" He withdrew from Suma's arms, pulled the scarlet cloak from the golden throne over his shoulders, and took Suma's hand. He hesitated for a moment, stopped again, turned to look at his wife, "I did a childish thing - told Asule that you and I are very good, and you are willing to help me have a boy. I know that Asule It would be sad, but I still said it, like a demonstration... After I finished speaking, I didn't know what to do. I know you are willing to help me have a child, but I want to ask you in the end, because you married me, Is it because you are willing to help me have a child, or because you really... like me?" Suma looked at him silently, he couldn't see through Suma's eyes, those deep and lonely eyes, like bottomless water, swallowed up all emotions.He was a little afraid of those eyes, because his eyes could never penetrate. He smiled and waved his hands: "I'm really a mother-in-law man." As soon as he turned around, his hand was held by his wife.He turned his head in surprise, and his wife silently took his hand and pressed it against his lower abdomen.Bimogan felt that he could feel the little heartbeat inside, and even his own heartbeat accelerated. Suma wrote on the palm of his hand, "I hope our child grows up to be like his father." Bimogan sighed, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "His father is a cowardly man, do you want your son to be cowardly too?" Suma still wrote on his palm, "I hope our children grow up to be like his father and love his wife." Bimogan felt a warm current flowing in his heart, he took a deep breath, scratched his head, and hid his mixed feelings with a smile.He learned the word "mixed feelings" from Dong Lu's book, and it was the first time he realized the meaning of this word so deeply.At this moment, all the bitterness and resentment from the past surged up, but the warm current washed away all these things. Bimogan and Suma walked out of the golden tent hand in hand. Hundreds of riders were waiting for them in the darkness, surrounding a pitch-black caravan.They didn't raise a flag, nor did they light a torch. On a rare snowy night, the moonlight shone on their armor, reflecting a bleak cold light.This is the only remaining flying barracks cavalry, warriors in the northern capital who are absolutely loyal to Bimogan. Bimogan sent Suma to the caravan, got on the horse, and said, "Let's go!" A woman was already sitting in the hood.It was Lao Dajun's white tent side Yan's Lemo. At this moment, this crazy woman didn't know what happened, she was trembling slightly holding her doll, and she didn't relax until she saw Suma.Suma sat beside her, put her arms around Lemo, and gently stroked her hair. Bimogan and Banzalie were riding in front of the caravan. Banzalie lowered his voice, "Go out through the southern city gate. The commander stationed there is loyal to the majesty. I have already told him that the news will not be leaked. .” "Very good," Bi Mogan nodded slightly, "Be careful on the road." "Even if the wolf lord issued the order to massacre the city, he would not have expected that we would escort Da Yan's out of the city with 900 people. As long as we don't encounter the Shuobei people from the brigade, these 900 people and I can kill them and escort Da Yan's all the time. Lanma tribe, if the road goes smoothly, it will only take more than a month. According to the news brought back by Amochi, although they are unwilling to send rescuers, they are more afraid of Shuobei than Qingyang. Those wolf-like men in Shuobei are not at all There is no morality to talk about. So I believe they will protect the Da Yan clan, please rest assured, Maharaja." "Very good, Banzali, thanks to you!" Ban Zalie suddenly reached out and grabbed Bi Mogan's wrist, his eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, and made up his mind, "Majesty, you can go too!" "Me?" Bi Mogan was surprisingly calm, smiled, and wanted to get rid of Banzalie. "The northern capital can no longer be defended! The majesty's distribution of military power to Bach and Bahan can only delay for a few days and half a month." Banzalie refused to let go, "Majesty, with all due respect, if the nobles find out The Maharaja sent the Da Yan family away, and he would definitely be furious. Maybe some people would make a fuss and surrender, or even besiege the Golden Tent. At that time, Bach and Ba Bang would not be able to hold back. What's the point of staying? People no longer believe that we can hold on!" "That's right... I am the majesty of Qingyang, and I decided to go to war with Shuobei. If I quietly send away my wife, I, the maharaja, will never face the people in the city again. I stepped on it on the face, and I can understand it, after all, their relatives died on the battlefield." Bi Mogan sighed, "I'm a coward who can't afford to gamble, am I?" "Your majesty, don't compromise yourself like this. You once mounted a horse to fight with the Shuobei people. How can you be called a coward?" Banzalie sighed. Very different." "That's right, Brother Luo said the same thing." "Majesty, let's go!" Banzalie said, "Even if it's for the Dayan family, you can go. If you die in the northern capital city, the Dayan family is a woman with a child, how will you spend the rest of your life? I If I don’t die for a day, I will try my best to protect Da Yan for a day, if I die one day, who can say that such a beautiful woman like her won’t be robbed to be someone else’s wife?” "That's not a bad result..." Bimogan said in a low voice, "At least someone can take care of her for the rest of her life... She is such a kind woman, no one will treat her badly. Banzalie, I can't go Yes, although I really want to, but I am the majesty of Qingyang, I don't have the bravery of my father and father, I can't keep the northern capital, if I don't even have the courage to defend the city to the last moment, I will never face our Pasur The ancestors of the family." "Who can defend the city? No one can defend the northern capital!" Banzalie couldn't think of a better way to say it. "My lord, staying here is like looking for death!" "Not looking for death, Meng Lehuoer wants revenge on the Pasur family. If the descendants of the Pasur family are gone, he will vent his anger on everyone in this city. I will wait for Meng Lehuo Come Le Huoer, I can kneel to him, bow my head, and ask for his forgiveness. I want to beg him to forgive my mistakes and spare my clansman and wife. If the wolf lord is really angry, he will Come at me, I am the master of the Qingyang Department, this is what I should take on." "Meng Lehuoer's heart is big enough to hold the entire grassland, but too small to accommodate any kindness, Your Majesty!" "What do I have to be afraid of? At most, the wolf lord cut off my head and made it into a cup to drink." Bimogan finally shook off Banzalie's hand and patted him on the shoulder, "You and I are as fast as I am!" Thirty years, maybe it's the last time... I've always wanted to ask you, am I a good master?" Banzalie looked into his eyes, he seldom looked directly into his master's eyes like this, at this moment those eyes were full of sincerity.It reminded Banzalie that when he was five years old, he was brought into the golden tent by his father to meet his master, and from then on, he would accompany this man from birth to death as his companion.At that time, Bimogan was only a little boy, wearing camel-colored sleeves, holding his head high, and wearing a small ruby-studded saber that Benzarel had never seen before.Bimo turned his eyes dryly to look at Banzalie for a long time, and noticed that his eyes had been fixed on his little saber, so he generously untied his saber and threw it on the ground, saying, "This is for you! From now on, follow me to make meritorious deeds." , I will reward you with a lot of things, so that all the girls like you!" He realized that time had passed so quickly, nearly thirty years had passed by, and the corners of his master's eyes were already wrinkled. His eyes were a little wet, and he lowered his head, "I'm not a good master. I can't remember what I said. I always complain about others. I didn't lead the army to fight much, and I didn't give us companions any chance to make meritorious deeds...Master, what are you doing?" Husbands are the first class, and the others... it's better to be friends." As soon as he said this, he regretted it. Although the city was about to be destroyed, the person in front of him was still the maharaja of Qingyang, a person who could cut off his own head in a fit of anger. Bi Mogan was extraordinarily calm, and smiled, "Actually, I think so too. My father chose me to be the maharaja, but my eyesight is not so good." He pulled back his horse, "The south gate is ahead. I'll watch you go out here. I won't send you to the gate. I don't want to say goodbye. It's not necessary. If other people see me sending you away, I will be punished by the nobles." Criticism." Banzalie bowed on the horse's back, then raised his head, and took a last look at his master. He looked calmer than Mogan, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the snow reflecting the moonlight, which was crystal clear. He led the convoy to the dark south gate, walked a long way, looked back, and was even more lonely than Mo Gan in the moonlight. A man stood waiting for him in the shadow of the gate.Banzalie walked up to him without getting off his horse, "Borhu, open the door and don't make too much noise." "Yes." Commander Borhu said in a low voice. He raised his hand towards the top of the city, and the closed copper city gate made a sound of metal friction and opened slowly. mouth. "Quick! Get out of the city!" Banzalie waved to the warrior driving. The team left the city without a sound, and Banzalie said in a low voice, "Borhu, remember, someone asked you. You just need to say that Banzalie lied to you to open the city gate, and you don't know anything." "Yes," Boerhu said, "where are you going?" "Go to the west, to the Lanma Department." Banzalie let out a long breath. He suddenly realized something was wrong, and asked sharply, "Who? You're not Borhu!" The moonlight shone on that person's face, which was a strange face. At this moment, the city gate of Beidu crashed down, crushing two flying barracks warriors who were leaving the city to death under Zhabei, and the whole team was cut into two sections inside and outside. "Banzalie! What happened?" Bimogan knew that something was wrong here, and while shouting loudly, he led his horse towards the city gate. Banzalei had no time to answer his master, he had only one arm, but his speed of drawing his sword was not inferior.He pressed the saber to the throat of the stranger, forcing him to retreat and lean his back against the wall, turning around and shouting, "Master! Don't come over!" He shouted at the wall at the same time, "Open the door, or I will kill you people!" Black shadows poured out from all directions, and someone lit the torches with the tinder sealed in the copper pipe. The flames passed from one torch to another, and hundreds of torches illuminated the front of the city gate.Bimogan's eyes couldn't adapt to such a strong light for a while.He covered his eyes with one hand, pulled out the wolf blade with the other, and turned the horse around. From the sound, he could tell that people were surrounding him from all directions. He defended with his sword horizontally, "Shuobei people have entered the city? Banzalie, fire the arrow!" Benzaleigh had a whistled arrow in his quiver, but he didn't fire it. He looked at the two faces approaching in the flames.He suddenly understood what kind of intentions were hidden behind this unexpected turn of events.He kicked away the fake Borhu, who was not important, and shouted at the warriors who were separated in the city, "Protect the Maharaja! Protect the Maharaja!" The warriors of the Flying Barracks drew their swords and approached Bimogan. They were all riding horses. Hundreds of fine horses formed a solid defense. The opponent did not prevent them from converging, but formed a larger encirclement outside.Suddenly swords were drawn at the south gate of the northern capital, and thousands of people surrounded this empty place with an iron wall with three layers inside and three layers outside. Bimogan's eyes finally got used to the light. He slowly lowered his arms and saw the leader's face clearly. Surrounded by two warriors, the masters of the Wochijin family and the Tokele family had strange expressions on their faces. Look at Bimogan.They raised their hands, and the warriors of both families raised their bows and arrows. "Are you planning to rebel?" Banzali reined in to stand in front of Bimogan, "This is in the capital city of Beijing. Those who rebel will never be forgiven!" "No, we are not rebelling. We just came to see how the so-called brave Qingyang Maharaja, the noble descendant of the Pasur family, fled with his wife, regardless of his people when the city was destroyed." The master of Wu Chijin's family sneered, "We just saw the true face of that coward, how after he killed his uncle and forced his father to death, he groveled and took refuge in Shuobei, leaking our military information and letting Cheng Tens of thousands of Qingyang people died on the battlefield!" Banzalie felt a chill in his heart, "Do you know what you are fabricating? What do you think?" "We have evidence, but what kind of evidence can compare to the testimony of hundreds of thousands of people in the northern capital? They will soon see with their own eyes how their maharaja escaped with his wife and money. You When did the cooperation with the Shuobei wolf lord start? Before you ascended to the position of maharaja compared to Mogan, right? You are simply a puppet that Meng Lehuoer supported in Beidu, right?" The master of the Tokele family clapped their hands .A warrior of Tokele's family pulled out a rattling arrow from his quiver, drew his bow and shot it into the sky. "Stop!" Benzaret yelled. It was too late, the loud arrow flew straight into the night sky with piercing twitter, and the phosphor powder rubbed on the surface rubbed off dazzling light in the air.Soon, the warriors in the entire northern capital will think that there is an enemy at the south gate and rush here.They will see the fugitive maharaja being intercepted by the nobles.This is what Banzali is most worried about.So he didn't shoot the arrow as Bi Mogan said before. "Bimogan, you have already taken the high position of the Maharaja, but you are too conceited." The master of Wu Chijin's family smiled coldly, "You forgot who sent you to that position!" Master Tokele's lips moved slightly, and he didn't make a sound, but Bimogan recognized the shape of his lips, "We can send you up, and we can also pull you down." Bi Mogan was stunned, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly shouted loudly in the direction outside the city, "Take Da Yan away! Go!" Banzalie raised his knife almost at the same time and roared, "Protect the majesty! Get out!" The master of Wu Chijin's family waved his hand violently. At the moment when the cavalrymen of the flying barracks rode out with swords and horses, hundreds of long arrows left the string and penetrated their bodies. The next moment more arrows struck, Banza Lie was pierced by an arrow through his thigh and rolled off the saddle, watching the arrow rain hit him, turning the warriors surrounding Bimogan into hedgehogs.These warriors loyal to Bimogan still lifted the shields on the saddle to protect their masters at the last moment before they died, but the shields were useless. They surrounded Bimogan in the center and used their own bodies and the corpses of the horses to form a a wall. Bimogan didn't move, he listened to the roar of the arrows, the wailing of the warriors trained by himself, and felt their blood splashing on him.What made him even more sad was that before the arrow sounded, he heard a faint sound coming from outside the city gate. It was a person beating the city gate with all his strength, making a howling cry. On her ears, silver The bells jingle. Behind the corner of the city wall not far away, Xu Dahan and Guimu leaned against the city wall in silence, listening to the noise over there, watching the figures drawn by the flames on the ground, like a group of demons dancing wildly. More and more torches are coming here, and the sound of iron hooves is deafening.Soon all the men who can fight in the entire northern capital will come, and they will watch the curtain of this drama come to an end. Xu Dahan pressed his heart, showing a relaxed smile, "Okay...everything is alright, times are about to change...it's about to change." Guimu stared blankly at his brother, he rarely saw this smart brother so tired and so happy, but the look on Xu Dahan's face made him feel very strange, and he didn't know what to say.Someone over there roared angrily, and the noise became even harsher. "It's so good... such a voice... so good... this era..." Xu Dahan slowly bent down, covering his face with his hands, tears flowing from between his fingers. "Brother, you..." Guimu murmured. "Guimu! Bimo is done, did you hear that? A new era is coming!" Xu Dahan grabbed Guimu's lapel and stared at him with wide eyes, "The era of King Tieqin! The barbarians will rise in the On the land of Kyushu!" "And I," he slapped his heart, "I am King Tieqin!"