Chasing King

In the night, five thousand soldiers were sent to Kuizhou.

They gave up the unnecessary supplies, carried ten days of rations, and went to battle light, striving to cross the foot of Nanyue Mountain as quickly as possible.

This battle is the speed, as long as they grab fast, the king of Liang will not have time to ambush.

Kuizhou to Yueyang nearly 400 Li, a normal March of 40 Li a day, but also to walk on 10 days, and they have to cross mountains, if in danger on the way, or encounter the wind and rain, these 10 days of rations is not enough to eat. But Fengye ordered that only ten days of rations should be taken to boost morale.

Yan Sikong also changed into a suit of armor. His temperament is natural and unrestrained. Now he is armed with armor, which sets him off as magnificent and handsome.

Feng Ye looks at him with a smile. They look at each other and return to each other's firm eyes.

Feng Yechang breathed a sigh and said, "let's go."

The herald yelled: "let's go -"

in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, they did not dare to beat the drum. People held a piece of gold, and horses wrapped their hooves. They went to the south in silence.

From Kuizhou to Shizhou, the road was smooth, and Fengye required to March a hundred miles a day, because once in the mountains, the speed would be much slower.

Two days later, led by the local guide, they entered Nanyue Mountain.

The valley was narrow, and the army was stretched for more than four or five miles. The end of the army could not echo each other. Fengye ordered the army to be divided into three sections, with two sections separated by three or four miles, so as to prevent ambush and help each other.

In the evening, they camped in the sunny Highlands with mountains and rivers on their backs. They were cautious all the way. They made a detour wherever it was easy to get out and easy to ambush. Although the speed of the march was much slower, they passed the day before.

On the fourth day into the mountain, it began to rain.

The rain was not big, but it was continuous. The mountain road was muddy, and the horses were often trapped. They walked in the rain, wet clothes and cold body. The soldiers were miserable, and the marching speed was much slower.

Yan Sikong sat in the camp and warmed up the fire, sighing: "I think it's better to take a day off. If it rains like this, the consequences will be unimaginable in case of sliding mountains."

Feng Ye looked at the raindrops falling like beads outside the account: "we can't have a rest one day. If we lose time, we can only go to Qingxu valley."

"A few days ago, our army has taken advantage of both ways and snatched at least three days. At this time, we can have a day off to recover our strength. Otherwise, if we encounter an ambush, the enemy will wait for work and our army will be defeated."

"Even if it's sunny, the king of Liang may not be able to find us, let alone this kind of ghost weather." Feng Ye said, "have a rest for a night. Tomorrow, let's see what the weather is like and make a decision."

"I'm afraid the rain won't stop tomorrow." Yan Sikong said, "I've been watching the weather for several days. Cumulus clouds don't disperse. The humidity is low and silts up in the mountains. It may not stop in three days."

Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "have a rest for a night, tomorrow will be decided."

"Fengye."

"Call the general!" Feng Ye stares at him, "Yan Sikong, there are no superiors and inferiors in the army, but there are superiors and inferiors. You don't have to repeat them."

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "yes, general."

Feng Ye heaved a sigh of chagrin and waved to the bodyguard: "let's all go down. My army and I are going to have a rest."

In recent days, Feng Ye and Yan Sikong have been sleeping together in the same account, but they can't have the heart of the wind and the moon. It's just to lighten the burden and simplify the materials.

Feng Ye waved to Yan Sikong: "come here."

Yan Sikong went over.

Fengye next to him: "I'm a little anxious. Don't be angry with me."

Yan Sikong said, "do you know why Zhao Fuyi dares to give military power to you, a half year old boy who is only 19 years old?"

Fengye snorted: "because I am worthy of the military power."

"Yes, because you went to the battle at the age of 11, went deep into the enemy's battle at the age of 14, and led the army alone at the age of 16, because you have both wisdom and courage, because you have strict military discipline." Yan Sikong bumped Fengye with his shoulder and said with a smile, "so you're right just now. In the army, I shouldn't call you by your name. I'm in a hurry. Even Shizi forgot to call me. I really shouldn't call you by your name."

"Tut." Feng Ye teased, "how can I listen? I think you are hurting me."

"How dare you."

Feng Ye said with a smile: "you are the one I love most. What else do you dare not do?" He took Yan Sikong in his hand and shook it gently. "Kong'er, I understand your concerns, but you have never led a soldier or fought a war, and you don't feel the urgency of marching for speed. A fighter plane is often in the critical moment. A little delay may lead to disaster. If we have to go to Qingxu valley because of the slow march, we may be in danger of losing the whole army. This time we are fighting for time. We don't have a day to rest. Tomorrow, depending on the weather, we can rest for half a day at most. "

Yan Sikong nodded: "listen to you." He turned his head and looked at Feng Ye's side face. His resolute eyes were as bright as the stars, and his heart was trembling in the distance. Once Fengye was dressed in armor and helmets and stood in the army, he would no longer be a young man who used to laugh, scold and be frivolous.

——As Yan Sikong said, the next day, the rain was still pattering, and the army had to rest for half a day before the whole army set out.

It was cold and humid in the mountains. Many of the generals were infected with the cold, and even the horses fell down one after another. The marching speed became slower, but the food ration became thinner. It was like chasing a fierce ghost behind. No one dared to complain, so they had to go ahead with a stiff head.

When Fengye ordered them to take only ten days of rations, they would be trapped in the mountains if they didn't have this plan to inspire their morale.

After walking for three days in such a dangerous environment, they finally looked forward to a sunny day. Even so, they are still four days behind schedule, and they are in a dilemma because they have only one day of rations left.

If they march the same way, they will soon run out of ammunition and food. If they want to seize the time, they must choose another shortcut, that is, Qingxu Valley, which they are reluctant to go.

Qingxu Valley is a place where people live between the two mountains. The land is long and narrow. It is easy to get in and difficult to get out. Once you enter Qingxu Valley, you can catch a turtle in a jar as long as you guard the passes at both ends. But as long as you cross the Qingxu Valley, it's a smooth road. You can march quickly and reach Yueyang in two days.

If the king of Liang had already found out that they had entered the mountain, then only by setting up an ambush here would he be most likely to catch them all.

"The narrow one is dangerous." Yan Sikong whispered, and her eyes focused on the map.

"It's not that there is no way to defeat the enemy." Fengye said, "before we came here, we had expected that there might be ambush here. If we want to break the pass, we must break one of the passes."

"It's easy to break one of the passes. If I were Liang Wangjun, I'd just give up the entrance and guard the exit. The exit of Qingxu Valley is only five or six feet wide. As long as the array is overlapped and the pass is in front of Qi, I'm afraid that even if there is no ambush behind me, there will be no ambush on my head, and it's hard to rush through."

Wang Mo Xiu sighed heavily: "the heavy rain mistook me!"

"It's no use complaining at this time." Yan Sikong looked at Fengye and said, "general, I suggest that we march along the same road. We can eat barley grass and travel day and night."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "can people be hungry, can horses be hungry? If we eat the wet grass with a lot of water, the horses will not be able to resist hunger at all. At that time, people will be sleepy and the horses will be tired. If we run into the pursuers of the king of Liang, we will not be able to run away. "

"But Qingxu Valley has the potential of death." Yan Sikong said, "the art of war has a cloud. If the enemy lives in the pass first, he should not follow it."

"But then there's another sentence," if you don't get rich, follow it. " Feng Ye stares at Yan Sikong with burning eyes. "If we can't go to Qingxu Valley, we are all dying. Why don't we gamble?"

Yan Sikong sighed and didn't answer.

Wang Mo said: "to join the army, in fact, the general has a lot of reasons. First, the king of Liang may not set up an ambush. Second, the king of Liang may not set up an ambush in front of the Qi pass. When Han Xin walked that Jingxing pass, the Zhao Army didn't block the pass. He swaggered past with the army, and then fought against the Zhao army. It's very similar to our situation..."

Yan Sikong stares at Wang Mo Xiu fiercely: "how can we hope that the enemy will be stupid to win a battle?"

Wang Mo Xiu froze, he swallowed saliva, for a moment heart under exclamation, a weak scholar, how can have such sharp as knife like eyes?

Yan Sikong once again advised: "general, the terrain is dangerous, especially not to people."

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong and said in a deep voice, "Yan joined the army. Have you and I ever had a consensus on leading the army?"

Yan Sikong was stunned There have been many

"Really?" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes and took a step closer. "How can I remember that you and I have different opinions? Are you deceiving me to be young, and I can't rest assured of anything?"

Yan Sikong bowed: "I dare not."

Feng Ye took a deep breath: "I understand all your concerns. Do you understand my concerns?"

"I understand that there are advantages and disadvantages in both going the same way and going to qingxugu. The general and I are very different in temperament. I'm conservative, so I'm conservative. At least in this matter, let alone right or wrong. If the general insists on going to Qingxu Valley, his subordinates will give his plan to Qingxu valley. " Yan Sikong sighed in his heart. He and Fengye were very good in private. Fengye treated him as a woman, courteous, loving and caring. But on the issue of leading the war, as Fengye said, there were many differences between them, and they were wrong everywhere. One was radical and bold, and the other was cautious. They didn't know how many times they had quarreled.

But now Fengye is the manager, he can only persuade, if not, he will obey. Moreover, the dangerous pass is not really a dead place. If they get out of here, they will escape from the heaven.

"Well, you have a plan."