Chasing King

Yan Sikong finished counting the battle damage and settling down the soldiers. When he found Fengye, he was on his upper body and asked the medical officer to bandage his wound.

Yan Sikong stood aside and looked at Feng Ye for a long time. He saw the scars of several knives clearly on Feng Ye's young body. He frowned deeply, his lips were tight, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He endured the pain, but his eyes were always fixed on the front and didn't say a word.

He subconsciously wanted to cover his shaking hands with his sleeve robe, but found that he was wearing military uniform and had nowhere to hide, so he had to hold it tightly.

In front of his eyes, he once again saw the scene that he had just led his troops into the valley. He saw the scene that Fengye was covered with blood and was deeply trapped in the enemy's array. Now he is still palpitating.

Although later he knew that most of the blood belonged to the enemy.

He read countless people, but he was the only young hero like Feng Ye in his life.

He walked by.

Feng Ye heard the sound of footsteps, raised his head, saw that it was him, twisted eyebrows immediately stretched out: "Lord Yan, come on."

Yan Si bowed and sat down beside him, examining his injury carefully: "how does the general feel?"

"Small injury, no harm." Feng Yechang breathed a sigh of relief, as if relieved, "if only Lord Yan hadn't been hurt."

"I've been at the back, and I'm fine." Yan Si said in a deep voice, "it's a blessing for our army to be brave and brave, but we are short of the wisdom to be a general when we rush to the front and set ourselves in danger."

"Today is forced by the situation." Feng Ye raised his hand and pointed to the front of nothingness in the distance. It seemed that the messy Valley, narrow pass and stacked enemy troops appeared in front of him not long ago. "People are afraid of death. If I don't take the lead, how can the soldiers go forward?"

Yan Sikong grabs Feng Ye's hand: "if the coach has a mistake, then there is no leader. What else can he talk about? The general is full of vigour. He should also think for his officers and men. He must not go through such risks any more. " His hands worked so hard that the bones of his wild hands were ringing.

Feng Ye finally realized that Yan Sikong was holding back his anger. He looked at the bloody clothes on the ground and knew that Yan Sikong must be very worried and warm. He followed him and said, "if it's not forced by the situation, I'm also very sorry for my life. Lord Yan is right. In the future, I need more attention from him."

"I don't dare to be a subordinate. I only wish that our army can win and our clothes and brocade are still in court, so that we can live up to the emperor Hongen."

"I Hiss... " Feng Ye touched the wound and couldn't help taking a breath.

The medical officer lightened his hands and feet: "the general will bear it and wait for the next officer to sew up the wound."

"No, let me." Yan Sikong held out his hand.

"Master Yan is also good at medicine?"

"A little bit of learning, such trauma, needless to say."

The medical officer got Fengye's approval and retreated. Yan Sikong gently held the silver needle as thin as ox hair and said in a low voice: "it's a little painful. Bear it."

"I'm not afraid of pain." Feng Ye grinned, "pain is the best way to temper people's will. I adored Guan Erye since I was a child. I never tire of hearing stories about his scraping bones and curing poison. What's the matter with such a simple skin and flesh wound?"

"If you don't have to go on the road, I'll put the anesthetic in your mouth." Yan Sikong whispered, "I can't stand your foolishness."

Feng Ye said with a low smile: "kong'er is so worried about me. I'm happy and more Well It doesn't hurt. "

Yan Sikong quickly put the needle into the skin texture, and the skin and flesh on his shoulder were stitched inch by inch. He had not practiced medicine for many years, but fortunately his hands were not unfamiliar. At least he was more agile than the young doctor.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, and his serious attention was pretty tight. He whispered: "kong'er, I didn't expect that one day you would go to the battlefield with me."

Yan Sikong glanced at him askance: "at the beginning, you asked me to do military documents."

"Yes, clerical, you should follow the army and stay in the camp, instead of being led into the mountains and through the dangerous valley by me, so that the enemy's swords and arrows are so close to you." Feng Ye raised his hand and wanted to touch Yan Sikong's cheek. He thought that there were soldiers all around him, so he put it down dejectedly. "You look so handsome in your armor, but I still like to see you wear court clothes."

"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Besides, as a minister, I'm duty bound. I'm very grateful to you for bringing me here so that I can show my strong points."

Feng Ye wry smile: "let you show your strength, is always against me."

Yan Sikong also followed with a smile: "you and I are seeking common ground while reserving differences. How can we be regarded as right? Although we have different opinions for several times, we still share a common hatred and successfully retreat from the enemy, right?"

Feng Ye nodded, hoping to take Yan Sikong into his arms now. He leaned over and almost faced Yan Sikong: "when I was a child, I imagined that you and I could do everything in one language and one martial arts, that you and I could maneuver inside and outside, and that you could shock the world outside. Now your talent and learning are still above my expectation. Kong'er, you are really a strange person."

Yan Si empty light way: "you look at me too high, like me, the Imperial Academy is everywhere, but you don't touch it."

"I don't believe it. Even if someone is more knowledgeable than you, they won't have your talent, and they won't be like you..." Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong with emotion and said in a very low voice, "it's fascinating."Yan Sikong whispered vaguely: "the rest, we'll talk about it at the right time."

"General." Wang Mo repair came over, see two people almost pasted, curiously forward explored head.

Yan Sikong flashed aside and said, "general, all the injuries have been dealt with. Put on your clothes." Then he shook away his clothes.

Feng Ye put his arm into his sleeve: "General Wang, please speak."

"The soldiers have finished their rest. How is the general's injury?"

"It doesn't matter. It's important to get on the way." Feng Ye stood up and said, "let's go."

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Feng Ye led the remaining 3000 soldiers on a journey through the mountains of Nanyue on the 10th, and finally arrived in Yueyang before the army of King Liang.

Yueyang has been informed that the rebels are only two or three days away from here, and they are just ahead of time. It sounds like a cold sweat.

Feng Ye complacently said to Yan Sikong, "do you hear me? If you use your conservative strategy and make a detour, you will not only run out of food and grass, but also make the rebels arrive earlier than our army. "

Yan Sikong said with a calm smile: "the general is wise and resolute."

Feng Ye snorted: "acid me again, sooner or later I will deal with you."

They went into the city and camped out to repel the rebels. Although Yueyang town is short of troops, they are not very worried, because Zhao Fuyi's army is behind. As soon as Liang Wang's army leaves, they will attack the city. At that time, the rebels will be attacked from both sides. Whether they want to rescue Jingzhou or take Yueyang directly, they will certainly divide their forces to cut the situation.

Yan Sikong's plan forced the king of Liang to send troops to Yueyang at least a few months earlier. If the king of Liang didn't Take Yueyang as soon as possible, he would be trapped in Jingzhou as soon as the reinforcements arrived. But once he sent troops, he would also know the crisis in Jingzhou. His only way out was to use Jingzhou to hold Zhao Fuyi and attack Yueyang. Once he took Yueyang and mastered the waters of Dongting Lake, his great cause of treason could be regarded as treason It's half done.

For them, the successful crossing of Nanyue Mountain is also half of the great cause of anti rebellion. The other half depends on how long they can defend Yueyang. As long as Zhao Fuyi conquers Jingzhou, they will win. If Zhao Fuyi can't conquer them, it's not up to them to decide where their heads will go.

Fengye stood on the city of Yueyang, listening to Yueyang garrison general Xue Lang's explanation of the armament situation. He squinted at the wilderness outside the city, and suddenly put in a word: "I'm better at guarding the city than fighting."

Xue langdun said: "Shizi said that the Datong defense line is the strongest defense line of Dasheng. It has been guarded by fengjiajun for 30 years, so that the barbarians can not threaten our Chinese people."

Feng Ye said with a smile: "Wala has made a large-scale attack every few years, and his light cavalry harasses him constantly. Most of the time, my father chooses to stick to them and waste them. This garrison is always superior to the siege. I will defend well until General Zhao takes Jingzhou!"

Yan Sikong looks down at the city and remembers that he and Yuanmao were guarding Guangning together. Guangning's conditions are much worse than Yueyang '.

Feng Ye saw his pale face: "Lord Yan, what's the matter with you, but you don't feel well?"

Yan Sikong shook his head: "the wind in the city is strong. It's just a little cool."

"Let's go down then."

Yan Sikong shook his head again: "I want to see more for a while." Close your eyes, as if you can see the 70000 troops of drollette, the forest of long guns, the dancing flags

Feng Ye thought a little, then said: "general Xue, can you leave me and Lord Yan to have a look around?"

Xue Lang said, "my son, please don't disturb me." He left with his valet.

Feng Ye changed to the right side of Yan Sikong and said, "kong'er, do you think of Guangning again?"

Yan Sikong blinked his eyes and gave a gentle "um". More than "you", he would think of Guangning all the time.

"This is not Guangning, you and me."

Yan Sikong, next to Fengye, looked far away: "speaking of guarding the city, I'm also good at it."

"Oh?"

Yan Si pointed to the front of the wilderness: "in those years, the prince of Jin, zhuoletai, led 70000 troops across the Huangshui River, entered Liaodong, and vowed to take Guangning. I'm standing at the head of the city, looking at the dark army. I'm so scared that my legs are weak. "

Feng Ye listened in silence.

"There are few soldiers in Guangning City, but my father vowed not to surrender for the sake of the 40000 people in the city. Is that..." Yan Si said in a trembling voice, "it's my advice. He led the whole city's soldiers and the people to defend together. I watched the army coming down and Guangning being in danger again and again, but they all tenaciously survived. I witnessed everything."

Guangning and Yuanjia have always been taboos of Yan Sikong. Fengye never mentions them easily for fear of touching sad things, and Yan Sikong obviously avoids them. This is the first time that Yan Sikong has really advanced the past events of that year, and he is very worried.

Yan Sikong takes a deep breath. When he feels depressed, he always wants to tell Feng Ye something. It's a sign that one person trusts and depends on another person. He can't and doesn't need it. So he stifles the betrayal in his stomach again, and his voice quickly returns to calm: "so, I'm good at guarding the city, and you and I can make the rebel half step together It's hard to get in. " When he finished, he turned and left.Feng Ye looks at Yan Sikong's back, and his disappointment is hard to hide.