"General Qin, hide quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, Sergeant Wudang stabbed him with his sharp sword. Before General Qin could turn around, a wooden sword grazed his temple and pierced the chest of Sergeant Wudang behind him.
The sergeant fell to the ground and died with hatred.
General Qin came back to his senses and looked at Ye Ling who crawled out of the corpse, not knowing what he was thinking.
General Zhang ran over in a hurry and asked, "General Qin, is there something serious?"
General Qin waved his hand and turned back to get the wooden sword. Unexpectedly, the wooden sword had a spirit and flew back behind Ye Ling.
General Qin saw this and walked up to Ye Ling: "Monk?"
"It used to be," Ye Ling said calmly, "Now he is just a prisoner."
"what's your name?"
"Chen Feng," Ye Ling did not answer his real name, but raised his head and asked, "What is your name?"
General Qin did not answer, but turned around and said, "I will remember the kindness of saving my life."
Ye Ling smiled slightly and lay on the yellow sand, silent.
Not long after, a group of cavalry arrived from the distance, but they were soldiers and horses under General Qin.
General Qin got on his horse and said: "Take the living prisoners back together with the corpses of the brothers. In addition, the man named Chen Feng seems to have difficulty moving, so give up a horse to carry him!"
"yes!"
With a pull on the reins, General Qin rode his horse away, leaving only a group of soldiers listening to General Zhang's orders to clean up the battlefield.
Ye Ling was carried on a horse and continued eastward with them. It took only half a day to arrive at a frontier fortress.
But all I saw was blood-stained flags and flags on the city head, and mountains of corpses. The blood on the sand was not yet dry, but penetrated into the ground, and the wind and sand had no time to bury it. On top of the city, there were soldiers and prisoners carrying stones to build the damaged city wall.
A group of people entered the city, but they saw countless wounded soldiers, hoarse and wailing, and the soldiers in the city were a little downcast, as if the war was going badly.
General Zhang specifically ordered Ye Ling to be sent to a tent and called a soldier to take care of him.
This soldier's name is Cong Zheng. He is slightly fat, always has a smile on his face, and is optimistic by nature.
Cong Zheng walked in with a basin and said to Ye Ling: "I'll wash you first and then change into clean clothes. You can't just stay like this."
Ye Ling obeyed his instructions and took off his tattered clothes. Cong Zheng smiled and said: "You are really familiar with your body, and you are fair and fair. If you give this to me, I will definitely get a few more wives!"
Ye Ling smiled when he heard this and asked, "How many do you want to marry?"
"I haven't married Li Suo yet!" Cong Zheng said while wiping Ye Ling's body: "My family asked me to get married, and I also went to the bridegroom, but before I could enter the bridal chamber, Zheng Gu brought me here. The side troops are coming."
Speaking of this, Cong Zheng sighed: "I don't know when this battle will be over!"
Ye Ling cleaned up and put on Cong Zheng's clothes, which made her look a little loose. He looked outside the tent, but all he saw was night covering the room and the moonlight dim.
Ye Ling stood up slowly. His legs could already move, but there was still some inconvenience.
After leaving the camp, he found the stairs and climbed up the city wall. The guards all knew Ye Ling, and General Zhang had also greeted him, so they did not stop him.
Standing at the top of the city, looking at the wilderness, I felt inexplicably emotional. Under the moonlight, the night wind howled, but it was hard to beat the severe cold.
Looking back at the city, the night watchmen gathered in front of the fire to keep warm. No matter how much they added firewood or wood, they could not get the heat to make them feel cold. The soldiers in the tent were snoring like thunder. I don't know when I will sleep forever. Wherever I am in my dream, I should cherish this moment.
Exactly: "
In the border town, the moon is stained with ink and the wind is high, and the autumn air rustles through the array robes.
Thousands of troops marching on horseback heard garrison drums, and the sand was flat for thousands of miles without giving up their work.
After the war in the beacon smoke, I think about returning to my homeland. I still sleep with my sword in my arms at night.
I can only see the boudoir weeping in the new grave, and how will the country change? "
"If you don't sleep at midnight, what are you doing at the top of the city?"
There was a sound in the distance. Ye Ling looked for the sound and saw General Qin, who was dressed in armor and wearing a mask, sitting on the top of the city, holding a wine jar in his hand and drinking heavily.
Ye Ling walked over slowly and said, "General, why did you stay up late at night and drink alone?"
Neither of them answered, and Ye Ling sat next to General Qin. General Qin asked: "Can you drink?"
"Alright."
With that said, Ye Ling took the wine jar handed over by General Qin and patted open the seal. The strong aroma of the wine immediately overflowed. It was not very fragrant, but it made people feel refreshed.
He raised his head and took a sip. The wine went into his throat. It was thick, sweet and spicy. It fell all the way down, as if it was burning with fire. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Good wine, what's the name of this wine?"
"Fire Cloud Burning," General Qin replied, "Brewed from the blood of the enemy. Before and after the battle, I will drink it with all the soldiers."
Ye Ling drank a few more sips, and the blood surged in his chest. He exuded a sense of heroism and said with a loud smile: "This wine is as its name suggests. It can sweep away all the depression. It's really refreshing!"
General Qin stood up and said, "With this drink, I can repay your life-saving grace." After saying this, she walked away.
Ye Ling knew in his heart that even if he didn't take action, General Qin's life would not be in danger. Maybe he just did it superfluously.
"Brother Chen, why are you here!" Cong Zheng looked around for Ye Ling and finally saw him on the city wall.
Ye Ling smiled and waved: "Come and try this Lieyun Shao!"
"What? Lieyunshao!" Cong Zheng knew the name of this wine, so he ran over and said happily: "If it weren't for the life and death battle, I would never drink this wine!"
Ye Ling was stunned when he heard this, then handed Lieyun Shao to Cong Zheng and said: "Drink, this is a gift from General Qin."
"General Qin?" Cong Zheng thought for a while and then said clearly: "I heard General Zhang said that you saved General Qin's life, so he should give you wine."
"Do you know about General Qin?" Ye Ling suddenly asked.
"General Qin," Cong Zheng couldn't wait to take a sip of wine first, and then said slowly: "We don't know General Qin's name. He has been guarding this city before we came. I heard General Zhang He said that when he arrived at this city, there was only General Qin at the top of the city."
Ye Ling asked again: "Why are there female generals in the army?" He had a strong sense of consciousness and had long seen that General Qin was a female general.
"Female general?" Cong Zheng scratched his head and asked in confusion: "When has there ever been a female general in the army? We are not the Dayan Dynasty here."
The Queen of the Dayan Dynasty was the most respected, and the status of women in the country was the same as that of men. Therefore, there were also women who served as officials and generals.
Ye Ling understood that maybe it was because of this that General Qin wore a mask!
The night wind became stronger. Cong Zheng drank all the wine and said a little drunk: "I don't know if my daughter-in-law who didn't have a wedding has remarried. It would be great if I could go back to see her alive!"
As he spoke, he carefully took out a purse from his personal clothes, with the word "Peace" embroidered on it. He showed off to Ye Ling: "This is what my daughter-in-law embroidered for me. What a wonderful needlework! It was really hard for her to marry me."
"I have already thought about it. When this war is over, I will go back and live a good life with her and never join the army again. My parents are getting old, and I have to provide for them until they die."
"I want to have many more children with my wife and teach them to read and write. I will never let them serve as soldiers. I can't bear to do it!"
"How great it would be if I could go back now!"
Cong Zheng gradually fell asleep, still mumbling in his sleep, as if he really met his wife in a dream.
Ye Ling smiled slightly, but he didn't know how many soldiers were so homesick and eager to return when the two armies were facing each other, tens of thousands of miles away. But in the end, how many people can really get their wish?
As the night wind grew colder, Ye Ling carried Cong Zheng on his back, walked down the city wall, and returned to the camp.
After settling down Cong Zheng, he sat cross-legged on the mat and tried to mobilize the power of his whole body, but unfortunately his meridians were broken and could not function. He tried several times, but in vain.
When I opened my eyes again, the sky was slightly brighter. He seemed to feel something and hurriedly walked up to the city wall.
On the city wall, General Qin, who was dressed in cold armor and wearing gold tools, stood tall and straight, looking out of the city.
At the junction of heaven and earth, a black line slowly advanced forward, getting thicker and thicker until it saw densely packed soldiers, marching forward in neat steps, and with each step, the earth shook with it. The cold light emitted by the spear in his hand could actually chill the desert.
After listening to Cong Zheng's words last night, Ye Ling already knew that there would be a bloody battle today and didn't want it to happen so soon.
General Qin saw from the corner of his eye that Ye Ling seemed a little surprised, and then said: "You are not a prisoner now, you can leave at any time."
"Thank you, General," Ye Ling said, "I am not a prisoner at all."
General Qin said nothing, waved his hand, and the gong sounded in the city. The soldiers who defended the city immediately ran up the city wall, each guarding his position, waiting for the war to come.
The enemy troops outside the city have already formed a formation, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses lined up in order and with great momentum. Under the banner of the Han army, the leading general drew his sword from his waist and shouted: "Attack the city!"
The soldiers in front of the formation held shields and spears and kept moving forward.
General Zhang saw this and shouted: "Throw stones!"
Several catapults in the city were launched at the same time, and huge rocks of thousands of kilograms were thrown into the sky and landed in the Han army's formation. Like solid gravel suddenly falling from the water surface, leaving several deep pits.
The soldiers in the center of the falling rocks were shattered into pieces before they had time to shout. Only blood flowed out, staining the sand red.
No one cared about their deaths. The Han army behind them still stepped on the corpses of their predecessors and kept moving forward without any disturbance in their hearts. The defenders continued to launch long-range offensives. At this moment, everyone will only pay attention to the living and have no time to care about the dead.
In war, only the living are noticeable; honors for the dead belong to peace.
Ye Ling was dragged to the city by Cong Zheng. They formed a formation and guarded the city, ready to go out of the city and engage the enemy hand-to-hand at any time. But if this time comes, it means that they will all die on the battlefield.
Ye Ling saw Cong Zheng's body trembling, so he gently put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you will return to your hometown alive!"
Hearing this, Cong Zheng felt a little comforted and said: "If you go back with me, I will give you half of the land at home, and I will also help you find a wife!"
Ye Ling smiled knowingly, with a little comfort in his eyes, and the wooden sword behind him began to tremble.
The Han troops outside the city had already rushed to the bottom of the city and began to set up ladders to climb up the city. A group of soldiers pushing a cart was about to arrive at the city gate.
The situation of the battle is very clear, and it is only a matter of time before the city is defeated.
General Zhang said to General Qin: "What should we do? We can't hold it anymore!"
General Qin stabbed to death a Han soldier who had just climbed to the top of the city. His eyes fell on the leading general under the banner of the Han army outside the city.
He shouted: "Open the city gate and follow me into the battle!"
