Yang Dezheng had just arrived at Erdaowan with a thousand elites of the Volcano Army. The Tiaodang soldiers responsible for opening the road had just rushed up the mountain road of Erdaowan when a tree trunk covered with stubble suddenly appeared from the dense forest. "Boom~" The tree trunk hit the two jumping soldiers, and the stubble on the branches directly poked several bloody holes in their bodies.
"There's an ambush~" the Volcano Army soldier running at the front shouted loudly. Yang Dezheng and other Volcano Army soldiers reined in their horses one after another.
"Go! Call out." Yang Dezheng ordered. A soldier of the Volcano Army rode forward on his horse and came to the Erdaowan Mountain Road, shouting loudly. "We are the defenders of Yanmen Pass, the Volcano Army. We are carrying out military duties in this passage. Who is ambushing ahead?"
"Whoosh~" He was answered by two arrows. An arrow hit the breastplate on the chest of the Volcano Army soldier and broke. Another one grazed the Volcano Army soldier's cheek and shot his hat off.
The soldiers of the Volcano Army did not feel afraid. He just wiped the blood from his face and rode back to Yang Dezheng. "General, the other party has no intention of giving way." Yang Dezheng narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said solemnly: "If you don't want to give way, then kill him. Our trip is related to the life and death of other brothers in Yanmen Pass. We absolutely cannot turn back just because of a few petty thieves."
"Everyone dismount!" The soldiers of the Volcano Army jumped off their horses together. Yang Dezheng said in a low voice: "We are not far from Bald Mountain here. There are mountain roads all the way, and we don't need horses anymore. After a while, we unloaded the equipment and carried it all on our backs. Then we burned the horse's tail and drove the horse away. Go into the mountains.
Crazy horse enters the mountain, enough for them to drink a pot. Let's just follow the mountain road and kill them. ""clear! ""clear! "..."
The soldiers of the Volcano Army were very convinced of Yang Si, so they began to carry out Yang Dezheng's orders without saying a word. In the mountains and forests on both sides of Erdao Bay. Sima Kang and other seven or eight school captains, with nearly 4,000 men and horses, ambushed on both sides of the mountain road. "What are they doing?" Liu Hou approached Sima Kang and couldn't help asking as he stared at the Volcano Army unloading their equipment on their horses at the foot of the mountain. Sima Kang frowned and said, "They should be coming to kill him."
Liu Hou smiled in surprise: "Come here? That's just right. The brothers set up a trap in the forest for two hours, just to entertain them." Sima Kang also showed a rare smile on his face. "The elites of the Volcano Army are famous throughout the northwest. They are not easy to deal with. If we don't take advantage of the terrain, we may not be their opponents."
Liu Houle said happily: "The equipment of the Volcano Army is pretty good, the iron armor of Qingyishui. If we equip ourselves with the kind of equipment they have, we can become famous in the northwest in the future." Sima Kang scolded: "It's worthless things. .As long as we complete the tasks assigned by our superiors. Iron armor is a small matter, but getting promoted and making a fortune is a big deal."
"Yes, yes, yes~" Just as Sima Kang and Liu Hou were daydreaming. The volcano army at the foot of the mountain has lit torches one after another. Liu Hou was stunned and sneered: "Are they stupid? It's not dark yet, what are they doing lighting torches?" Sima Kang also looked down the mountain with a puzzled look. "They're...pointing the horse's tail..." "Run!"
Sima Kang was considered an old soldier, and he had reached the position of head of the capital. He naturally knew some art of war and had seen some strategies.
When he saw Yang Dezheng leading the soldiers of the Volcano Army to nod their ponytails, he guessed what Yang Dezheng was going to do. He rolled and crawled trying to escape from this place. However, it was too late after all. There are two thousand war horses, all of which are carefully selected and powerful horses.
Once out of control, it's like two thousand wild boars going crazy. Under the deliberate drive of Yang Dezheng and the soldiers of the Volcano Army, one horse after another rushed into the forest on both sides of the mountain road. The fire on the horse's tail caught the dry branches and leaves, and instantly ignited a large area.
Huh~ the north wind blows. Continuous fires broke out. Plus two thousand horses galloping through the mountains and forests. All of a sudden, both sides of the mountain road became completely lively. One after another, people appeared from both sides of the mountain road like groundhogs. Then ran away like crazy.
Yang Dezheng's face did not show the joy of punishing the villain, but turned blue. "A bunch of beasts." Yang Dezheng said these four words through gritted teeth. With his intelligence, how could he not identify these people? Nearly two thousand soldiers and horses blocked the area near Yanmen Pass and attacked.
Combined with the fact that there was no news from the scouts who had left Yanmen Pass, Yang Dezheng had already guessed what happened. The Yang family was plotted and sold. It can block Yanmen Pass so tightly and make Yanmen Pass isolated and helpless. Then, there must be someone from Northwest General Gate involved.
Is this a general plotting to harm the Yang family behind his back, or is it the emperor's intention? If it was the emperor's intention, then why? Yang Dezheng felt that the anger in his chest was about to burst out. Tears burst out of his eyes involuntarily.
There was no expression on his face. But tears rolled down her cheeks. "General, what's wrong?" Yang Dezheng's deputy general was startled by Yang Dezheng. Yang Dezheng pointed at the people running away in the forest on both sides of the mountain road, and said coldly: "It's so obvious, can't you understand?" Yang Dezheng's deputy general looked at the people running away, frowned and said: "It's really a bit too much..."
"A bit too much?" Yang Dezheng sneered. "Do you think there will be 4,000 bandits in the northwest, where nearly a million troops are stored?" Yang Dezheng's deputy general was shocked.
"You mean..." Yang Dezheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Someone has plotted against the Yang family to let us people die in Yanmen Pass." After hearing Yang Dezheng's words, he looked at the enemies all over the mountains and plains. The soldiers of the Volcano Army all understood. "Fuck his good girl!" "Thief!" "..."
The soldiers of the Volcano Army were all gnashing their teeth and cursing. "I must kill these idiots." Yang Dezheng's lieutenant drew out the long knife from his waist and was about to pounce on the people in the mountain. Yang Dezheng held him, wiped away his tears with his free hand, and said, "Don't worry! They can't run away." Yang Dezheng looked at the other indignant Volcano Army soldiers and shouted loudly: "Brothers, I, Yang Dezheng swears here. No matter whether we win or lose this time, I will bring my brothers to fight back. Kill all the dogs who want our brothers to die."
"Yes! Kill them!" "Kill all the bastards." "I will eat their flesh and drink their blood." "I will use their heads to pay homage to the spirits of my brothers in heaven." "... "
Yang Dezheng picked up the big gun and roared: "Now, follow me and kill everyone. No one will be spared." "Kill!" The Huoshan Army was originally a fierce warrior, but now it became a beast in anger. A tiger with red eyes. Tigers want to eat people. Yang Dezheng used a fire attack to break the enemy's defense line at Erdaowan. A fire breaks out, coupled with a stampede from a crazy horse. People were running all over the mountains and plains.
Sima Kang escaped. Immediately organized manpower to exterminate Dezheng. Unfortunately, he only managed to gather more than a thousand people. They didn't even open up the formation. Yang Dezheng led his men and killed them right in front of him. Each and every soldier of the Volcano Army regarded the people in front of them as life and death enemies. Show no mercy. He raised the knife and dropped it, harvesting lives wantonly.
In front of the elite and powerful Volcano Army soldiers, Sima Kang's improvised mob was no match at all. In just one meeting, hundreds of people died in front of Sima Kang. "Run!" When he saw a soldier of the Volcano Army casually biting off an enemy's ear and putting it in his backpack, Sima Kang knew that he was defeated. He turned around, led the remaining people, and fled in a hurry.
"Sima Kang!" Although it was just a face-to-face encounter, Yang Dezheng still saw Sima Kang. Yang Dezheng had been in the northwest for a short time and had met Sima Kang. Yang Dezheng roared, and Sima Kang froze, as if he was being stared at by the god of death. He gritted his teeth and continued to run away quickly without looking back. Yang Dezheng stared at Sima Kang's back and shouted: "Tell the people behind you that your heads will be stored on your necks for the time being. When I come back, I will definitely chop off your heads one by one."
Sima Kang heard Yang Dezheng's words, but did not make any response. He just ran away with his men without daring to look back. Yang Dezheng smiled coldly and stopped chasing the bereaved dogs. He ordered his men: "Don't pay attention to those bereaved dogs. The monks can escape, but they can't escape the temple. Business is important, so hurry to Bald Mountain."
Yang Dezheng led a thousand Volcano Army soldiers to climb Bald Mountain as night fell. Here at Yanmen Pass, a war is about to break out. Qidahar led 20,000 Qida warriors to Yanmen Pass. "Young Patriarch, shall we attack the city?" The Qida warrior with a wolf tail on his head approached Qida Har and asked flatteringly.
Qitahar tried his best to hide his huge body behind a shield, and cursed irritably: "Why are you so anxious? Are you rushing to die?" The Qitahar warriors smiled bitterly and said: "The siege time assigned by the King of the South Campus is almost gone. It's almost here, if we don't take action, we will not be able to escape the charge of delaying the military plane." Qitahar poked his head out from behind the shield, glanced at the looming arrows behind the closed Yanmen, and subconsciously shrank his neck. He rolled his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Go and call the commander of the Ma Bu Army, Li Chonghui."
The warriors of the Qingda tribe stared and said in astonishment: "Then Han people?"
Qitahar frowned and shouted: "Go if you are told to go. Where does all this nonsense come from?" The warriors of Qidahar reluctantly returned to the camp three miles away and called Li Chongjie, the commander of the Ma Bu Army. . Li Chongjie is young, in his thirties, thin and frail, and his ancestral home is Jincheng.
The reason why Li Chongjie became the commander of the Liao Kingdom's horse and infantry army at the age of about thirty years old was all because of his father. His father used to be the governor of the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, and was also one of the first Han people to voluntarily defect to the Liao Kingdom.
In order to show their open-mindedness and attract more Han people to vote, the Tiansheng Sect of the Liao Kingdom treated this group of Han people favorably and gave them extremely high treatment. However, even though Li Chongjie is now the commander of the Horse and Infantry Army, he is nothing in front of Qidahar, an old nobleman of the eight tribes of the Liao Kingdom.
Qitahar just waved, and Li Chonghui came to his side. "Your Majesty, Li Chongjie, is here to see the general." Li Chongjie acted very submissively in front of Qidahar, like a pug.
Qitahar was very satisfied with his attitude, raised his fat head slightly, and said pretentiously: "Li Chongjie, you are thirty-six this year, right?" Li Chongjie said humbly: "General Lao is concerned, I'm sorry. I am exactly thirty-six years old this year." Qitahar nodded and said: "Thirty-six is not too young. Now you are just a commander of the cavalry and infantry army with the title of fifth grade. In the future, if you are in the army Without any achievements, I will probably end up serving as the commander of the Horse and Infantry Army in this life."
Li Chongjie smiled dryly and said: "I am ashamed to say that I have always wanted to serve the Queen Mother, but I couldn't wait for the opportunity." "Well!" Qitahar pretended to be serious and said: "Your opportunity has come. "Yes." "What opportunity?" Li Chongjie's eyes flashed with joy. Qitahar said: "Don't say that this general won't promote you. Conquering Yanmen Pass this time is an opportunity."
Li Chongjie was also a smart man. As soon as he heard Qitahar's words, he understood what he meant. Li Chongjie weighed the forces of Yanmen Pass and the Qida Department, and found that the forces of the Qida Department obviously had a huge advantage. He is also an ambitious man.
He did not think that he would lose to Yang Ye when the Qida tribe had an absolute advantage in strength. Moreover, the people in Yanmen Pass are now exhausted, and their combat effectiveness is probably weaker than before. This is indeed an opportunity. Li Chongjie's eyes were shining. He saluted Qitahar solemnly and said, "I would like to thank the general for your cultivation."
Qitahar nodded with satisfaction. It's so easy to talk to smart people. Some things don't need to be said explicitly, he will understand what you mean.
"Zhegu Nie, go ahead and give General Li some 20,000 warriors from the Qida tribe. This battle to conquer Yanmen Pass will be under the full command of General Li." The warrior named Zhe Gunie was obviously dissatisfied and wanted to refute. , but was stopped by Qitahar's eyes. Zhegu Nie ordered troops and horses according to Qitahar's order.
Qitahar patted Li Chongjie on the shoulder and said solemnly: "General Li, I leave it to you to conquer Yanmen Pass. I am here to help you plunder the formation. If you dare to be timid, you will not be spared." ." Just now, Li Chongjie was a little worried about not being able to command the soldiers and horses of the Qida Department, but with Qida Haer's words, he suddenly felt confident.
The 20,000 soldiers and horses of the Begging Division are already ready. Zhegu went over and just conveyed the order, and all the generals and commanders at all levels gathered together and arrived in front of Li Chongjie, waiting for Li Chongjie's military order. Li Chongjie, who was in great power, felt that he was quite imposing. The nobles of the Liao Kingdom who usually saw him arrogant and arrogant were all listening to his orders with low eyebrows in front of him, which made him feel more dignified.
Of course, Li Chonghui is not a waste either. He has been familiar with military books since he was a child and has considerable experience in the art of war. Facing Yanmen Pass's defense, Li Chongjie began to arrange the offensive steps in an orderly manner. The Liao people were good at horse fighting and also good at rushing fighting, but not good at siege fighting. Therefore, Li Chongjie had his own ideas about Yanmen Pass's offensive strategy.
First of all, the first echelon, the cannon fodder echelon who was sent to death, was mainly a servant army composed of Han people from Liao who were temporarily transferred from the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun. The second echelon is mainly composed of troops with siege chisels, ladders, siege crossbows and other equipment. The third echelon is the real main force in siege. They will use the help of the first two echelons to greatly reduce the time and damage of siege. Although this plan is not brilliant, it is quite satisfactory. …
The wild goose gate is closed. Civilians are transporting stones, logs, stones, caltrops, gold juice and other military supplies to the city gate.
The soldiers of the Volcano Army rested against the city wall holding their weapons. Due to the lack of troops in the pass, the soldiers of the Volcano Army were on standby for almost twelve hours. Even if they wanted to rest, they could only squint at their posts for a while.
Yang Yanzhao and Yang Gui, wearing heavy armor, patrolled back and forth on the top of the city to boost morale. Yang Yanzhao and the soldiers of the Volcano Army were as close as one family, so wherever they went, they would basically stop and chat with the soldiers about their family affairs.
Yang Yanzhao is like a patriarch, and the soldiers of the Volcano Army are like members of this family. In their free time, they are happy to share their interesting stories with their parents. There was only one place on the city wall that Lao Yang would not go to. That's where the north gate tower is.
The North Gate City Gate Tower was the place that faced the fiercest attack by the Liao Army, the place with the heaviest military tasks, and the highest death rate. The people guarding here are the people Yang Yanzhao relies on the most and is closest to him. Yang Yanzhao didn't need to explain anything to them, nor did he need to boost their morale.
They are all the soldiers, generals and qubu of the Yang family. It's like an inseparable part of Yang Yanzhao's body. The battlefield is already familiar to them. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood have become commonplace for them. They all looked like hooligans, lying on the ground in a huddle on the north gate gate tower without any image.
Some Volcano Army soldiers who have been guarding Yanmen Pass all year round like to lean towards them, because they can hear many interesting stories from the mouths of these ruffian-like guys.
"Uncle Ge, can you tell us more about the eldest young master?" A seventeen-year-old boy, thin and frail, carrying a big gun that was taller than himself, got close to a man lying sprawled out. A slovenly man shouted in a low voice next to the sloppy man sleeping soundly on the ground. The sloppy man opened his eyes, glanced at the seventeen-year-old kid, snorted, and closed his eyes again.
The seventeen-year-old kid put his hand into his arms mischievously, took out a package of dead leaves, and waved it in front of the sloppy man. The sloppy man twitched his nose, sat up suddenly, and reached out to snatch the package of dead leaves. "Okay, you, we have been without food for three days, and you can actually get meat." The sloppy man tore open the package of dead leaves, revealing a piece of burnt black meat.
He didn't mind it either, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. The other men around him smelled it and stood up to beg for it, but he beat them away. The seventeen-year-old kid scratched his head honestly and said with a smile: "We brothers have been in the northwest for three or four years, and we usually rely on feeding weasels to beat their teeth. Over time, we have figured out some tricks. That's us. The cooking skills are not good and the meat is always burnt."
The sloppy man said while eating: "We are surrounded by Liao bandits in the cold weather, so it is not easy to eat a mouthful of meat. Besides, we are all warriors, and we are not scholars, so we are not squeamish." The seventeen-year-old boy The guy said expectantly: "Please tell us about the Seventh Young Master." The sloppy man ate up the meat wrapped in dead leaves, chewed his greasy fingers with unsatisfied appetite, and said with a naive smile: "You guys These little guys are not scholars, so why do they just like to hear about scholars?"
The seventeen-year-old kid scratched his head and said with a smile: "We don't like to hear about scholars, we like to hear about the eldest young master. The eldest young master's affairs are much better than those of scholars. "The sloppy man casually pulled over a sheepskin jacket, leaned against the city wall, and said, "That's all, if you let me, old man, be greedy and eat your food, I'll tell you about Master Qi."
The seventeen-year-old kid waved excitedly behind him, and a dozen little guys of similar age poured out from behind the wall on one side. The sloppy man smiled bitterly and shook his head, pointing at the seventeen-year-old kid, "Er Gouzi... you, you, you... I really belong to you..." Er Gouzi was the seventeen-year-old kid's name.
Yes, you heard it right, that's his name. Don't look at this little guy as a thief, but he is actually a very stubborn person. When he was first registered for military conscription, the generals thought he was cold and wanted to give him a name. But this guy was holding his neck and refused to give in. The name was given to me by my parents, even if I beat myself to death, I couldn't change it.
The world is vast, and filial piety is the greatest. In the face of filial piety, Wang Fa also had to give in. Therefore, the general registered the name Ergouzi for him. Seeing the sloppy man Lao Ge complaining, Ergouzi was not afraid. He walked up to Lao Ge with a smile and asked, "Uncle Ge, you said before that the eldest young master was writing poems in Changlefang, and everyone in Bianjing City ran to see it. ,and after?"
Lao Ge gave Er Gouzi a dumbfounded look and said: "Later... later it became even more powerful. From then on, the eldest young master had a nickname, called Little Immortal. Everyone in Bianjing said that the eldest young master It is the Wenqu star from the sky who descended to earth. Some people say that the eldest young master is more powerful than Li Bai, the poet of the pre-Tang Dynasty. In the Yang Mansion, people who ask for calligraphy and painting every day can line up from the gate of Yang Mansion to the gate of Bianjing City... ..." "Wow~" "So powerful?!"
All the little guys listened with fascination and admiration on their faces. Lao Ge smiled mischievously and said: "The most enviable thing is that all the girls in Bianjing City want to marry the eldest young master and become their aunts. When the eldest young master went to take the imperial examination, there were tens of thousands of girls. , giving exams to Mr. Qi who dances and sings..."
"Gudu~" Someone swallowed in vain, while the other little guys looked dull and envious. Lao Ge smiled even more. "Also... on the night when the eldest young master was crowned the most beautiful girl, seven or eight thousand people, big and small, were mobilized in Bianjing City. People all over the city were chasing after the eldest young master to take him back to them as a pawn. Uncle."
The other members of the Yang Mansion's music department shook their heads and laughed secretly when they heard that Lao Ge's performance was a bit exaggerated. However, none of them exposed Lao Ge. It is natural for young people to admire heroes. I think back then, they were the same. They not only admired, but also followed, and eventually became that person's music club. That person is Yang Ye, the Duke of the Golden Sword.
Lao Ge, like a storyteller, said vividly: "The dignitaries in Bianjing City are so tight that they almost overturned the city. At the critical moment, a powerful figure came out, Privy Councilor Cao Bin. Privy Council Cao was so powerful that he, along with his seven sons and three thousand soldiers, killed everyone in and out of the crowd. The eldest young master was surprised to grab it and took it back to the Cao Mansion that night."
"Huh~" "Master Cao Bin is so powerful." "The eldest young master is even more powerful." "..."
The little guys started to praise each other. Lao Ge pretended to be serious and said: "These are not the most powerful..." The little guys asked eagerly, "What else, what else?" Ergouzi scratched his ears and head anxiously. "Uncle Ge, tell me quickly! What else is the most powerful?" Old Ge whetted the appetites of these little guys, and then said: "The most powerful thing is that the reputation of the eldest young master has not spread throughout the Song Dynasty. . Even the Widow Xiao from Liao Kingdom knew about it.
Last year, envoys from the Liao Kingdom entered Bianjing. At that time, I met His Majesty in the Chui Gong Hall and said that he wanted to invite the young master to the Liao Kingdom. They even said that if the eldest young master was willing to stay in the Liao Kingdom, they would be willing to return the Sixteenth State of Yanyun to the Song Dynasty. Guess why the Liao Kingdom was willing to exchange the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun for the eldest young master? "
The little guys were all vying to talk. "She must admire the eldest young master's talent and want to keep the eldest young master in the Liao Kingdom to write poems and paintings for them." "I think Widow Xiao from the Liao Kingdom wants the eldest young master to be her son-in-law." "Yes, yes, yes, I must want to marry my daughter to the seventh young master." "Maybe there is more than one daughter." "Fifteen daughters are all planning to marry the eldest young master." "..."
"Hehehehe..." Lao Ge smiled like a chicken thief. "Your guesses are all wrong!"
If you want to know what happens next, let’s look at the breakdown in the next chapter.
