Jade spy border

It was already noon when Mi Yuyan and Shen Xiangqing returned to the mountain gate, and entered the small gate on the side of Wanshou Temple from the east back mountain.

For some reason, she always felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony. After a moment, she turned around and headed towards the stables inside the mountain gate. Sure enough, she saw a large row of tall horses eating peacefully in the stables. Some horses occasionally raised their necks. He snorted and occasionally neighed once or twice, as if he was finally resting after a long run.

Mi Yuyan glanced at Shen Xiangqing, with a very faint smile on her lips, her eyes so bright that Shen Xiangqing was stunned for a moment, but she only heard a smile in her words: "General Shen, we have help coming! "

Although Shen Xiangqing didn't know why Xuan Jiu suddenly ran to look at the stables as soon as he entered the mountain gate, but after hearing what he said, he turned around and looked at the stables. The contrast between the thick Yunnan horses and the row of horses was too obvious. Did someone from outside enter the Southwest Wanshou Temple?

Before Shen Xiangqing could recover, Mi Yuyan waved her hand at him: "General Shen, you go and report the situation to Mr. Chen first, and I'll go find someone to borrow some reinforcements."

Shen Xiangqing was commanded very neatly. He wanted to ask what kind of reinforcements they were, but Xuan Jiu had already ducked away.

This place is relatively close to the guest house where Chen Yuanting was staying. Within a moment, Shen Xiangqing knocked on the door of the guest house and stood in front of Chen Yuanting and King Guangnan. Before he finished the salute, he heard Chen Yuanting's voice: "You You went with Xuan Jiu, why did you come back alone?"

Shen Xiangqing looked up at Chen Yuanting with some surprise, and saw his eyes passing over him and staying at the door behind him, with a slightly worried look. He couldn't help but curse in his heart how much their deputy commander thought highly of him. If anything really happened, it would only be him. Following him for the past two days allowed him to see clearly that Xuan Jiu's Taoism was several levels higher than his own.

However, he was still muttering in his heart, so he had to explain quickly: "Xuan Jiu said that he was looking for reinforcements, and asked the general to come back first."

After hearing this, Chen Yuanting finally looked away, but he asked a series of questions: "What reinforcements? Where did you separate them? Where did he go to find reinforcements?"

"After entering the mountain gate, she glanced at the stables and said there were reinforcements. I saw there were more than ten or twenty horses riding there. It should be someone who entered the southwest from outside."

Chen Yuanting and King Guangnan looked at each other. Both of them knew that some people did come to the mountain gate today, but they didn't expect that Xuan Jiu would actually target these people. This can only mean that this camp of dead soldiers relies on the army to attack I'm afraid it's impossible.

King Guangnan signaled Chen Hai to pour a cup of tea for Shen Xiangqing, then went to find some food, and then asked again: "What is the situation in the Dead Soldiers Camp?"

Shen Xiangqing then took two steps forward, walked to the desk, took a pen and paper, and while drawing pictures, explained in detail the enemy situation they had discovered this time.

At the end, he was still at a loss: "Mo Jiang and Xuan Jiu have deduced that the conventional offensive route is completely impossible, and it is difficult to achieve complete victory without losing soldiers with conventional combat methods, and it is very likely to injure the enemy a thousand times and injure oneself." Eight hundred..."

After Wang Guangnan and Chen Yuanting read this simple sketch and listened to Shen Xiangqing's reply, they couldn't understand the pros and cons. If it were a conventional method of warfare, it would not mean that they would injure the enemy by 1,000 and injure themselves by 800. I'm afraid they would be using equal forces. There is no way to annihilate the enemy.

Chen Yuanting couldn't help but ask: "Did Xuan Jiu mention it? What can he do?"

Shen Xiangqing shook his head: "There doesn't seem to be a perfect way. I just asked the general how many sergeants have the same combat power as the general. The general guessed that she still wanted to use less to win more, but these dead people Scholars are naturally driven to madness when they see blood. If you have to defeat more with less and rely on the general's superficial understanding, it will be really difficult." At this time, Chen Hai came in with a tray, and King Guangnan ordered Shen Xiangqing to eat something first.

Chen Yuanting frowned, but his memory returned to the old Sutem. This small country was able to gain a foothold and often invaded Dayun because of their unique method of cultivating dead soldiers. At that time, Qiyongguan was faced with dead soldier camps all the year round. The attack was impossible to guard against. Even so, Zou Jiajun, who was guarding the pass, did not lose the pass.

Therefore, Zou Jiajun still has full experience and methods in dealing with crazy products like the Death Soldier Battalion.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the many battles in which Zou Jiajun destroyed the Su Ting Dead Soldiers Camp. What he would never forget was the woman in a red wedding dress coming out of the exquisitely decorated wedding car.

In an instant, she took off her bright red wedding dress, put on the battle armor given by the maid, and took off her dazzling wedding crown. Her black hair flew around for a moment, and then she tied it into a bun. She then put on her helmet and took off the red robe on the wedding car. The horse jumped up and galloped in the opposite direction. Behind it was the Zou Jiajun who turned into a wedding party...

That day, the task he was forced to undertake was to kill her, but facing her like that, he couldn't do it, and even did something to his own horse. In the end, he broke his leg because the horse was frightened...

But it was also because after that let go, he had a long but not much time with her. Although those times were deliberately planned by him, but so what, that was since he had human consciousness. After that, the only pleasure and greed...

But later in the long and long period of time, whenever his thoughts became overwhelming, he would wonder if that one thought at that time actually harmed her.

If she had simply died in his hands at that time, she would not have had to bear such a heavy burden. He just watched helplessly as she turned the honor and disgrace of the entire family, the people behind a pass, and the land inside and outside the city into own responsibility.

She can't have her own emotions, nor can she have the care that a teenage daughter's family deserves. She can't even rely on anyone, because she is the support of her family and the people.

Because she was not dead, she had to take care of her paralyzed father, teach and train her younger brothers and sisters, and train a garrison team. He watched how she rebuilt the team that was almost completely destroyed, and then built another team. Zou Jiajun tried his best to recover and even surpass his former self.

There were many times when he was unworthy of her. She took on the responsibility of a guard, but the Dayun court never gave her a formal title or reward. He knew how much she had been injured and how much she had suffered. But he could only watch her in pain, so painful that she turned into a weapon that existed only for war.

He would always remember that last parting. He knew she was going to die, but she looked at him with such vagueness and reluctance. The pain was like a knife, gouging out her heart...

But he could only choose to replace the known with the unknown. He was a gambler. Anyway, they couldn't be together at that time. There might still be hope after a gamble, although the hope was extremely slim, so slim that he was almost heartbroken. , but suddenly it suddenly became clear...