The soldier watched the white-hot tea flowing to his feet and did not dare to move at all.
Since the 50,000 cavalry were almost wiped out by Zhao Ping's security regiment yesterday, every soldier has been trembling with fear for fear of accidentally moving his head.
Fortunately, the boiling water has been moistened by the earth and is no longer very hot, barely bearable.
It looked like I had to change my pants, but there was nowhere to change them on the mountain. I had to run to the small lake immediately and use cold water to cool down, otherwise my skin would be burned.
When the soldiers were thinking about how to deal with the boiling water, they suddenly heard the general's voice: "Drag them out and chop them down."
The soldier almost fainted when he heard it. I just reported the news, why should I be beheaded?
Shen Qiuchu hurriedly hugged Zheng Ding and said: "Commander, this is my cousin Xingkong Yuanguang. Please be kind to me and spare his life."
Zheng Ding looked at the soldier named Xingkong Yuanguang and said angrily and funny: "When did I say I would kill your cousin? I meant kill the messenger."
In the late autumn, Xingkong Yuanguang breathed a sigh of relief. Xingkong Yuanguang was dripping with cold sweat. Fortunately, he took a trip to the Lord of Hell and came back.
Late in the autumn, he still held Zheng Ding in his arms and begged, "Commander, if you kill the envoy, we will be in a fight to the death with the other party. Commander, you have to think carefully."
Zheng Ding thought for a while and said to the starry sky: "Don't report any good things in the future. I will forgive you for this time."
At this point, he gave the answer.
"Go back and tell the messenger to go back to where you came from."
The first gate of Dingjun Mountain.
There are strip-shaped stone gates on both sides. The gate is only one foot wide, and there are stone walls on both sides.
The road up the mountain was about a foot wide, with trees or lush grass on both sides.
Zhang Hong looked at the terrain and estimated how to attack.
He saw Yang Yun and others practicing on the sand table many times, and he, a scholar, also became interested in military affairs.
There are bright pillars and hidden sentries here, and it is estimated that there are no less than 400 people.
The key is that it is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the cavalry can be lined up with less than eight people at most.
The maximum number of infantrymen is fifteen, otherwise it will be very crowded.
At this moment, the sound of stepping came over. It turned out that the soldier Xingkong Yuanguang came back on horseback.
He returned to the first mountain gate, pointed his finger at Zhang Hong and yelled: "The commander-in-chief said, go back to where you came from."
After speaking, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and reprimanded: "I almost made a U-turn."
Zhang Hong was stunned when he heard the soldier's answer. This didn't follow his train of thought at all.
What should I do? I boasted about Haikou and just went back home. This not only made people laugh, but also betrayed the trust that the young man had in me.
Zhang Hong looked at him, shook his head and said, "It's because you can't speak, that's why you angered your commander."
Xingkong Yuanguang shook his head and said bitterly: "You still went back and angered the commander. We will both be beheaded."
Zhang Hong was unmoved, bowed his hands to the soldiers, and said: "Look at me, a scholar, am I a threat to your commander?"
The round light in the starry sky glared at him twice and said calmly: "Even if you are a scholar, the commander-in-chief doesn't want to see you."
Zhang Hong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I am here to give your commander a future. If your commander is happy when he hears it, he will definitely meet me."
Xingkong Yuanguang was dubious and didn't believe it at all, and said: "The two sides are at war. They are enemies and not friends. How can they lose their future?"
Zhang Hong said with absolute certainty: "Tell your commander-in-chief that I was sent by Mr. Xiao Langjun to come here specifically to give the commander-in-chief a future."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Yuan Guang in the starry sky and said, "You are still a pawn. The commander-in-chief will promote you after hearing the good news."
Xingkong Yuanguang thought for a while and realized that this time it was indeed more interesting than before. After thinking about it for a while, he finally nodded in agreement.
He took the ten-guan pick-up card Zhang Hong gave him, quickly put it in his sleeve, and rode up the mountain to report.
This is quite a lot, more than his usual annual salary, so it is worth taking the risk.
Zheng Ding saw the round light in the starry sky coming back, and his anger seemed to have disappeared. He took a sip of the tea made for him in late autumn and asked, "Is that annoying fly gone?"
Xingkong Yuanguang was slightly shocked. The commander-in-chief said that the messenger was a fly, and he was really not surprised.
After thinking about it, Xingkong Yuanguang said bravely: "Commander, the envoy said that he was here to give you a future on the orders of Mr. Xiao Lang."
Having said this, Xingkong Yuanguang emphasized, "Commander, that envoy is a scholar and doesn't know any martial arts at all."
Marshal, I have good news for you, and the other party is also a scholar.
Zheng Ding looked at him coldly and said coldly: "Tell me, how much did you receive from the other party?"
Xingkong Yuanguang couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, and whispered: "Commander, I didn't accept it."
But he still subconsciously looked at his sleeves.
Then he suddenly said loudly: "The other party gives me ten strings."
Zheng Ding looked at his sleeves, took out his leather whip, and hit the coffee table hard.
He looked at the marks on the coffee table and said coldly: "Fortunately, you told the truth. What he gave you is yours."
The income of Hu soldiers is very small, and they almost rely on robbery. After all, they are their own soldiers, so they can be frightened.
The gate creaked open, and the Hu soldier signaled that he could go up the mountain.
After all, it was the way up the mountain, so Zhang Hong rode up slowly.
There were trees on both sides, and no trace of people was seen.
Suddenly, the sound of "Duoduo" came over, making Zhang Hong startled.
One arrow flew past his ear, and another missed the horse's hoof.
Fortunately, the opponent's archery skills were a little poor and he didn't hit himself.
Just as he was sighing, suddenly, his head felt empty.
He couldn't help but touch his head. It turned out that the turban was missing.
At this time, he broke out in a cold sweat. Where was his turban? It was obviously taken away by the opponent's arrows.
It could be said that it was easy for the other party to shoot him. Thinking of this, he was frightened and at the same time secretly lucky.
Fortunately, after this ten-mile journey, there was no one with a cold arrow.
He remembered that there were at least ten similar gates in this ten-mile journey, and the barbarian defense was indeed a tight barrier.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hong was secretly proud that he finally passed the first test.
There was a green shade on both sides in front, and suddenly two figures flashed out from under the big tree.
These were two soldiers with guns. They blocked the road with their guns and shouted: "Dismount."
Zhang Hong dismounted, threw the reins over the soldiers on his right, and said softly but unquestionably: "Watch my horse."
The soldier was furious when he heard this and shot Zhang Hong, but Zhang Hong suddenly withdrew his shot.
After all, the Marshal didn't say he would kill him.
Could it be that he became his groom like this? He looked at the back of Zhang Hong who was gradually leaving and spat hard.
As Zhang Hong walked, he saw rows of tents in front of him. It turned out that the barbarian camp was about to arrive.
Suddenly there was a banging sound, the sky seemed to become dark, and I felt a chill in my head.
He looked up and saw that there were Hu soldiers on both sides, with swords on both sides forming two rows and placed on his head.
As long as the opponent's commander gives an order, his head will fall off.
Zhang Hong felt like he was dripping with cold sweat. What was the other party going to do?
He thought for a while, and finally had the courage to walk through this forest of knives.
Zhang Hong felt as if the big knife would fall at any time, and he might turn into a piece of minced flesh at any time.
Moreover, the barbarians have no humanity and often massacre cities.
This time I suffered an unprecedented defeat. Do you want to vent your anger on yourself?
Could it be possible that this time the prime minister would trample him to pieces and feed him to the dogs?
Thinking of this, he hesitated a little, suddenly stopped, and wanted to quit and go back to the mountain.
Returning to the mountain, he must have been ridiculed by everyone and disappointed, but it was still better than being trampled to pieces by barbarians and fed to dogs.
However, this time I came here on my own initiative and no one forced me.
He not only represents the security team, but also the literati of the Song Dynasty, Xiao Langjun, and even the entire Song Dynasty.
Besides, if Xiao Langjun agrees to come here, there must be a way.
Thinking of this, he resolutely raised his head and chest, looked straight ahead, and walked through the ten-foot-long forest of knives.
What he didn't know was that his entire process was clearly being seen.
After walking through the forest of swords, you will reach the camp gate. Here are two rows of soldiers, holding long spears and looking intently.
The entire camp is a flat ground with a small lake next to it.
There are about a thousand acres of land here, surrounded by mountain peaks. It is indeed a suitable place for camping.
No one paid attention to him, and of course he didn't want anyone to pay attention to him.
Dao Lin is already here, so what is there to be afraid of? He seems to feel that he is getting too courageous.
There is an avenue as you enter the Dayuan Gate, both of which are barracks.
There were tents one after another in front of them, but there was no noise in the whole tent.
Aren’t they afraid of the consequences of failure? So calm.
The impact of the loss of tens of thousands of people cannot be concealed. The calmness here shows that this person is good at running the army.
If not, it's something else.
Are they defending inside the camp or outside?
There are not many of them, they should be defending or building fortifications outside.
It seems that this trip is the right one. Attacking the mountain will inevitably lead to huge losses.
Although he indirectly acted as a sergeant, if he did not complete the task, he would definitely not be able to go back.
Maybe, the barbarians even regard themselves as hostages.
I also have the identity of being the chief security officer of the security group. What if the barbarians take me as a hostage?
It's a dilemma whether to commit suicide or let nature take its course.
Just when Zhang Hong was thinking about gains and losses, he unknowingly came to a tent that was several times larger than an ordinary tent.
The soldier named Xingkong Yuanguang is actually here.
Seeing him coming here, he couldn't help but be shocked. Without his guidance, this Song Dynasty man found this place.
There are still two rows of soldiers in front of the camp, but the equipment is better than other places, either iron armor or ring armor.
Only soldiers have such equipment. It seems that this is the commander's camp.
With victory or defeat decided in one fell swoop, Zhang Hong took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and resolutely walked toward the tent with steady steps.
No one pays attention to him here, as if he doesn't exist.
Entering the camp, he saw a man in full armor, with his back to him, one foot on the coffee table, and he was drinking tea.
