October 15th.
The day of the beginning of winter.
Around Mao hour, layers of fish belly white suddenly appeared on the eastern sky.
Wisps of rays of light followed closely from the eastern sky.
Slowly shining on the Mobei Minghu Mountain, filled with a strong sense of murder.
It was as if he wanted to expel all the chilling atmosphere around Minghu Mountain and the coldness of the beginning of winter from the world.
"It's the beginning of winter."
Li Guangli stood next to the Chinese army's tent halfway up Minghu Mountain.
With a tired face, he looked at the Huns camp not far from the foot of the mountain.
The voice was full of sadness and lamentation.
More than half a month has passed since the defeat in the last battle.
There is no baggage, food and grass inside, and there are enemy troops chasing outside.
Li Guangli really felt the pain of living like a year.
If he had not used a large number of soldiers as abandoned sons, he would have held back the army of King Zuogu Li of the Xiongnu for two days with his flesh and blood.
Fortunately, he escaped to Minghu Mountain, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack.
I am afraid that the entire army he led has been wiped out in more than half a month of fleeing!
"Yes, it's the beginning of winter."
Wei Guogong Gu Zhanying, who also had a tired look on his face, sighed heavily when he heard this, and then slowly agreed.
The words are over.
Li Guangli and Gu Zhanying looked at each other.
Then they looked at the Xiongnu camp not far from the foot of the mountain in tacit understanding.
Dead silence.
It slowly spread between the two of them.
I do not know how long it has been.
Roads of smoke slowly rose from the foot of the mountain.
The moment the smoke rose, Li Guangli swallowed unconsciously.
"Alas." Li Guangli withdrew his gaze with difficulty, then slowly turned around and opened the curtain of the Chinese army's tent.
As he walked into the Chinese army's tent, he slowly said hello: "Let's go back."
"Okay." Gu Zhanying looked back with difficulty, then nodded slightly.
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Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Li Guangli and Gu Zhanying sat opposite each other.
There was another long silence.
I do not know how long it has been.
Li Guangli slowly raised his head and looked at Gu Zhanying in front of him.
Then he asked: "How long can the army last with food and grass?"
Gu Zhanying's face paused slightly when he heard this.
Then he slowly answered: "Five days at most."
It was said to be food and grass, but in fact it was just beef and mutton that the army robbed from the Huns tribes along the way before entering Minghu Mountain.
Moreover, there is nothing but beef and mutton.
Li Guangli's eyes dimmed slightly.
After pondering for a few breaths, he asked feebly: "Where's the salt? Is there any more?"
Gu Zhanying looked helpless and said: "The salt ran out two days ago, and now we use... nitrate salt."
The words are over.
The Chinese army's tent once again returned to a dead silence that could hear a needle drop.
The so-called nitrate...
In short, they are white granular items that grow in the corners of latrines.
This is the saltpeter used in the ice-making method taught by Xu Yi in Yan Di Nei.
This thing......
It can certainly relieve the pain of a temporary lack of salt.
But if consumed for a long time.
You will surely suffer from it.
I do not know how long it has been.
Li Guangli slowly closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "Jordon is going to trap you and me alive in Minghu Mountain."
Hearing this, Gu Zhanying lowered his eyelids slightly and said, "Last night, more than two hundred soldiers could not bear the suffering in the mountains, so they sneaked down the mountain late at night and surrendered to the Huns."
The words are over.
Li Guangli suddenly opened his eyes, and a strong murderous intention appeared in his eyes.
There was a flash in his eyes.
"Where's the Military Law Corps?"
Li Guangli's face was slightly cold, and his voice was filled with endless killing intent.
"More than 20 people from the military law enforcement team escaped last night."
Gu Zhanying slowly closed his eyes and replied helplessly.
Need to know.
The post of military law corps is often held by close associates of leading generals.
Nowadays, even members of the Military Law Corps have fled.
One can imagine the military spirit of Li Guangli's department.
"Secretly ordered the military law team, one person defected, and the entire team was killed."
"If a group of people defect, they will all be killed!"
"If anyone defectes, the whole village will be killed!"
"Besides this! All family members of defected soldiers from the Military Law Corps will be executed!"
Li Guangli slowly clenched his fists and said every word with a gloomy face.
"Follow the order!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhanying hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.
Li Guangli paused slightly.
After pondering for a few breaths, he slowly spoke again: "In addition, please send an order to the entire army! Reinforcements will arrive within five days."
"When the reinforcements arrive, all the soldiers in the camp will have half a stone of food and eight taels of salt!"
"When the squadron returns to the court! All soldiers in the camp will be rewarded with thirty taels of silver! Six pieces of cloth!"
The words are over.
Gu Zhanying quickly raised his head and looked at Li Guangli.
His eyes were filled with excitement and he asked, "Reinforcements will arrive in five days."
Li Guangli nodded heavily, and then replied: "Last night, an urgent and secret letter from the imperial court arrived."
"Your Majesty conferred the title of General of the Northern Conquest, Li Ling, the young minister from the left of Dali Temple."
"Order him to rush to Yunzhong County with 5,000 infantry, 3,000 cavalry and a large amount of baggage and food to reinforce us."
"He came out from Chang'an on October 1st, and now he has led his army out of Yunzhong County."
"It will take at most half a month to reach Minghu Mountain."
Li Guangli paused for a moment, then slowly spoke again: "In addition, the imperial court ordered the vassal princes from all over the country to bring five thousand elite troops to quickly reinforce us."
"The closest kings to us, King Zhao and King Dai, will definitely arrive at Minghu Mountain within five days."
"At that time, the three armies will definitely be able to break Minghu's siege by cooperating with the outside world."
Gu Zhanying's expression became more and more excited after hearing this.
"That's great! That's great!" Gu Zhanying jumped up from his seat and saluted with excitement on his face, cupping his fists and saying, "General! The last general is brave enough to ask for a fight!"
Li Guangli smiled, and then slowly said: "Yes! As soon as the reinforcements arrive! I will prepare three thousand elite troops to accompany you!"
"This time I will make Wei Guogong take a good breath of bad breath!"
Gu Zhanying's face turned red and he clasped his fists again and saluted: "I would like to thank the general for his great kindness!"
"There is no need to be so polite between you and me." Li Guangli chuckled and waved his hand.
The words are over.
Li Guangli's expression paused slightly.
After pondering for a while, he slowly spoke again: "I'd like to trouble Duke Wei to spread the news to the entire army first, so that we can reassure the troops!"
"In addition, the generals of each department are ordered to take good care of their soldiers."
"Don't make any big announcement about this."
"In addition, the military law enforcement team is ordered to strictly guard the camp for the next few days! No one should escape!"
Gu Zhanying's face straightened, he clasped his fists again and saluted, "Follow the order!"
The words are over.
Gu Zhanying slowly withdrew from the Chinese army's tent.
When Gu Zhanying's figure completely disappeared outside the Chinese army's tent.
Li Guangli's originally smiling face suddenly turned gloomy.
"Pity."
"Your Majesty is the only one who has not ordered you to send troops this time."
Li Guangli's eyelids were drooped, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
After more than a hundred breaths.
Li Guangli slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the Chinese army's tent.
This pacing will
It lasted a full two-quarters of an hour.
While pacing, his expression was sometimes gloomy, sometimes frowning, sometimes sneering, and sometimes stern.
It's really complicated to the extreme.
Two quarters of an hour later.
"Pah~pah~"
Li Guangli clapped his hands gently.
Then he said calmly: "Come out."
The words are over.
A man dressed as a soldier, with a pale face and no beard, slowly walked out from the central tent.
"I wonder what the general has to do with summoning his slave?"
The man dressed as a soldier, with a pale face and no beard, slowly bowed and saluted.
If Chang Xingrong lives here, he will be able to recognize this person at a glance.
This person is clearly one of Xu Yong's most trusted right-hand men.
Liu Guixiang, the former eunuch of the East Palace.
Li Guangli lowered his head slightly and looked at Liu Guixiang, who was bowing and saluting, and asked, "Did you hear what I, the general, and Duke Wei just said?"
"Come back to the general." Liu Guixiang bowed and saluted again, and then replied truthfully: "What the general and the Duke of Wei just said, my slave heard every word."
Li Guangli nodded slightly, and then slowly said: "The soldiers under the command of King Zhao and King Dai will arrive at Minghu Mountain within five days."
"Now even I don't know who King Zhao and King Dai will send as generals this time."
"It is precisely because of this that it is difficult for me, General, to determine whether the person coming this time has seen you."
"To make sure nothing goes wrong."
"After dark, my general will send personal guards to escort you out of Mobei."
Liu Guixiang bowed again and said, "I thank you, General, for your kindness."
Li Guangli paused for a moment, pondered for a few breaths, and then slowly said, "In addition, I want to bring some news back to Beijing for this general."
The words are over.
Li Guangli waved his hand slightly, signaling Liu Guixiang to come over.
When Liu Guixiang came to Li Guangli's side.
Li Guangli leaned over slightly and whispered in Liu Guixiang's ear: "This general wants to use Li Ling's hand to drag Xu Yi into the quagmire..."
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「……」
"These words must be conveyed to your master word for word."
"Can you understand?"
Liu Guixiang's face straightened, he bowed and saluted again, "General, please rest assured, I will definitely bring the news to my master word for word."
Li Guangli nodded slightly, then gently patted Liu Guixiang's shoulder and said slowly: "Go and get ready, someone will come to look for you after dark."
"Yes." Liu Guixiang bowed again and then slowly backed away.
After Liu Guixiang's figure completely disappeared behind the Chinese army's tent.
A smile that was so cold that it was indescribable suddenly appeared on the corner of Li Guangli's mouth.
"Isn't that guy Xu Zhen trying to bribe Li Ling for you?"
"This time, my general is very kind! I'll give you this opportunity!"
"It depends on whether you can catch it!"
Li Guangli slowly raised his head to look at the direction of Shanggu County, and murmured in a low voice with a sinister smile on his lips.
The words are over.
Li Guangli withdrew his gaze, walked to the top of the Chinese army tent and slowly took his seat.
Fang Yi took his seat.
Then he took out something from his arms with extremely light movements.
The object was about the size of a baby's fist, and the whole thing was wrapped in oilcloth.
Li Guangli pursed his lips, and then carefully opened the oilcloth.
As the oilcloth slowly unfolded.
The object wrapped inside it instantly appeared in front of Li Guangli's eyes.
That was clearly a grain of table salt as pure and flawless as a crystal.
If you have to give it a unique name.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it snowflake salt.
Li Guangli carefully picked up a handful of snowflake salt.
Put it slowly into your mouth.
Wait for snowflake salt
After fully blooming in the taste buds.
Li Guangli's gloomy face instantly showed a hint of satisfaction.
As the commander-in-chief of an army, this is true.
The current situation of the remaining soldiers can naturally be imagined.
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At night.
Yunzhong County is fifty miles away.
A huge temporary marching camp was built on a wide field outside the county.
A large bamboo stick with the character "Li" stands upright in the center of the temporary camp.
The cold wind blew.
The large banner with Li characters instantly rose into the wind and made a constant clanking sound in the air.
The end is full of momentum.
Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Li Ling, the general who conquered the north in a Confucian shirt, sat at the top.
Holding a piece of paper in his hand, he was reading it slowly.
After a while.
Li Zhong, the personal guard, opened the curtain from outside the Chinese army's tent and entered gloomily.
Li Ling calmly put down the document in his hand.
Then he slowly raised his head to look at the unhappy Li Zhong, and said calmly: "Lin Heyun still doesn't want to send reinforcements first?"
Li Zhong immediately restrained his emotions after hearing this.
After cupping his fists and saluting, he replied: "Back to General, Lin Heyun has already set up camp three miles away."
The Lin Heyun he was talking about was no one else.
Surprisingly, it was the first general under the command of King Zhao Xu Cheng who was based in Wuyuan and Shuofang counties.
This time it was this man who led five thousand Zhao Di Qingqi to reinforce Mobei.
If it is according to common sense.
At this time, Lin Heyun should be at least three hundred miles ahead of Li Ling's troops.
Of course.
Do not know why.
After Lin Heyun left Yunzhong County, he stopped more than 20 miles away from Yunzhong County.
It wasn't until Li Ling gathered all the soldiers and horses in Yunzhong County and led the army to go on an expedition.
It just moved slowly.
Along the way, the five thousand Qingqi under his command were always lingering three miles away from Li Ling's tribe.
Li Ling repeatedly ordered people to negotiate with him.
However, Lin Heyun always used various excuses.
For example, he felt that Li Ling's tribe was not familiar with the terrain in Mobei, so he stayed behind to lead the way for Li Ling's tribe.
For example, a soldier under his command is infected with wind and cold and suffers from unbearable abdominal pain.
For example, a war horse becomes anorexic in winter and is unable to run wildly.
There are countless excuses like this.
Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Li Ling frowned slightly when he heard this.
Then it slowly relaxed.
"Let him be, God is watching what people do. "
"It's not that I won't retaliate, it's just that the time has not come yet."
Li Ling's expression returned to normal, and then he slowly spoke.
"Yes." Li Zhong paused for a moment, then continued: "If the generals sent by the other vassal kings are like Lin Heyun, how can we fight this war?"
As a general of Li Ling's family and a bodyguard, Li Zhong naturally understood how much Li Ling wanted to prove himself to the court and the world through the Battle of Mobei!
He still remembered Li Ling's excited face that night when he heard that Jin Wang Xu Zhen personally recommended him to the emperor as the general to conquer the north and led the army to Mobei.
That night, Li Ling stood in front of the Li family ancestral hall for a full night.
Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Li Ling's face paused slightly when he heard this.
Then he slowly said: "Don't worry about others, just do your own thing."
The words are over.
Li Ling stood up slowly, waved his hands slightly and said, "Okay, don't think too much, retreat and rest, the army will set off on time at Mao o'clock tomorrow."
Li Zhong sighed helplessly in his heart, then he raised his hands and saluted, "Follow the order!"
After Li Zhong's figure completely disappeared behind the Chinese army's tent.
Li Ling slowly paced back and forth in the Chinese army's tent.
"What you do is what you do."
"King Zhao, Lin Heyun."
"The vassal king sent five thousand troops to reinforce Mobei..."
"Cutting the feudal lord..."
Li Ling murmured in a low voice with a slightly solemn expression.
