After Taichu occupied Yinma Pass, he did not kill the few people in the city. Instead, he gathered them into some private houses and kept them under strict supervision. After all, they were all from the Eastern Xia, even if they looked like they were just old, weak, sick, and disabled. There are bound to be Eastern Xia spies hiding among them, and it is naturally impossible to allow them to move freely during wartime.
On the first day of the war, no powerful shikigami destroyed the city wall of Yinmaguan. Although the siege of the Qinghe Army caused some damage to the city wall, the Taichu Army, which had been stationed for a long time, recovered as before.
An hour before the Dongxia counterattack, inside Yinma Pass, Taichu General Yang Wenzhong stood on the city wall and looked into the distance. Some camps of the Qinghe Army could be vaguely seen at the end of the field of vision.
Yang Wenzhong is about fifty years old. He seems to be less than six feet tall. He is not tall, but he is very strong. He has a Chinese character face that is not angry and intimidating. He also has many eyebrows between the two eyebrows. Together, the somewhat funny eyebrows on his face add a bit of fierceness to him.
He was wearing bright silver armor and a scarlet cloak, exuding a murderous aura.
Behind Yang Wenzhong, more than a dozen generals stood in a row with respectful faces. Among them, standing at the head of the guard was a young general who had probably just passed his thirties.
He is tall and strong, looks quite handsome, and his face is sharp and angular. His facial features are 50% similar to Yang Wenzhong's, but he does not have Yang Wenzhong's distinctive Chinese character face and eyebrows.
This young general is Yang Xiaochen, Yang Wenzhong's only son. He has been fighting with his father in the army since he was a child. Although he is not very old, he is already the second best general in Yang Wenzhong's army after Yang Wenzhong.
Yang Wenzhong looked at Qinghe's camp with a hint of disgust in his eyes. He seemed to be asking everyone or whispering to himself: "The marshal specifically asked me to be careful with the barbarians and to always pay attention to the movements of the Qinghe army. This group of barbarians How should we respond if our army surrenders to the enemy?"
The generals looked at each other in shock when they heard this, and most of them had expressions of surprise. Regarding the future of the Taichu Department, they had been working with the Qinghe Army for many years, and almost no one thought that the obedient and humble Qinghe people would betray Taichu.
Yang Wenzhong turned around and saw the expressions of the generals. His face darkened and he said: "Marshal Lin is so scheming. He must have a reason for wanting to guard against the Qinghe army. If the Qinghe rebels, we will have no preparations. When the time comes, The barrier of drinking horses will be broken!"
Yang Xiaochen was the first to stand up and salute and said respectfully: "General, our army has now sent a large number of scouts to keep an eye on the movements of the Qinghe army. If things really change, we have enough time to arrange a response!"
Yang Xiaochen did not address Yang Wenzhong as his father, but instead addressed him as a general like other people. This is evident from the strictness with which Yang Wenzhong, a veteran general, managed the army.
"Xiaochen, you are in charge of the scouting. If something happens, you must pass on the news as soon as possible. Are the spies from the Seven Kills Battalion in place?" Yang Wenzhong stared at Yang Xiaochen with sharp eyes, and his already majestic face became a little more... Very severe.
The generals on the side had some dodge in their eyes, not daring to look at Yang Wenzhong, but Yang Xiaochen stared into Yang Wenzhong's eyes without changing his expression and said: "Report to the general, Yinghuo, the secret agent of the Seven Killing Battalion, is in the city now, and there are more than ten secret agents. They were also scattered near Qinghe's camp.
"We have laid a trap near the Qinghe Army. As long as they make big moves, they will not be able to escape our eyes!"
Yang Wenzhong nodded with satisfaction, glanced at every general present and said loudly: "Brothers, listen up, be very alert, especially at night. You must not take it lightly. You must always be vigilant!"
"Don't worry, General!" All the generals saluted and said in a very neat voice.
Yang Wenzhong stretched out his hand to signal the generals to leave, and everyone immediately began to walk around the city. When Yang Xiaochen was about to leave, they heard Yang Wenzhong say: "Xiaochen, you stay!"
Soon, apart from Yang Wenzhong's guards and patrolling soldiers, only Yang Wenzhong and his son were left on the city wall.
Yang Wenzhong continued to look into the distance, while Yang Xiaochen stood behind him and waited quietly.
"A filial minister, my father has been in the army all his life and has experienced countless battles. To be able to survive the days of swords licking blood, in addition to his excellent ability and the support of his father, intuition is also very important. His keen intuition has saved his father more than once. Life!" Yang Wenzhong suddenly spoke with a heavy tone.
A trace of uneasiness flashed in Yang Xiaochen's eyes: "Does father have a bad intuition now?"
Yang Wenzhong smiled bitterly and said: "It's not just bad, it's very bad. The times when I almost died as a father are not as bad as what I feel now!"
Yang Xiaochen's expression became even more ugly. He took a few steps forward and walked to Yang Wenzhong, pointing in the direction of Qinghe's camp and saying, "Father, is it really the Qinghe army that wants to rebel? Why don't our army take advantage of the fact that the Qinghe army hasn't moved yet and directly attack and destroy it?" them!"
Yang Wenzhong sighed: "Qinghe has not moved yet. Everything is just the marshal's guess. If we send troops rashly, it will be my Taichu Dynasty who betrays the alliance. If Qinghe's army really has the intention to rebel, they will definitely attack our army." Be prepared."
"Although our army is superior in numbers and has 5,000 soldiers who can cooperate inside and outside the Qinghe army camp, don't forget that there are also a large number of divine masters in the Qinghe army, and there are also many grand masters in combat power. Even if it is a real sneak attack, And without a city to rely on, our army may not be able to take advantage."
"Then what should our army do?" Yang Xiaochen frowned and asked, his eyes full of worry.
Yang Wenzhong forced a smile and said: "Since the marshal is aware of it, he will definitely have a way to deal with it. You and I just need to obey orders."
"There's no news yet. I'm afraid it's too late to have countermeasures..." Yang Wenzhong didn't say this, sighing secretly in his heart.
Yang Xiaochen's expression softened slightly after hearing this, but his face was still full of sorrow.
Yang Wenzhong turned his head and said with a look of doting in his eyes: "Compared with the military life, the most important thing for me as a father is you. Your mother died early, and my father raised you from such a small age to such a big age. , you are the pride of my father! As long as you live, my father will not be afraid even if he is shattered to pieces!"
Yang Xiaochen was shocked at first when he heard this, and then his face was filled with emotion. You know, Yang Wenzhong has always been very strict with his only son. Instead of raising a son, he is training soldiers. Never has Yang Xiaochen heard such true words from his father.
After being moved, Yang Xiaochen became even more worried. It was definitely not a good thing for his father to act abnormally at such a time.
"No matter what, you must live. Do you hear me? This is an order!" Yang Wenzhong said in a commanding tone, but his eyes were very soft.
Yang Xiaochen remained silent for a moment before nodding heavily.
At this moment, Yang Wenzhong's expression changed drastically. He pointed in the direction of Qinghe's camp and said, "Xiaochen, look, is there any big move by Qinghe's army?"
Yang Xiaochen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked carefully and said, "The Qinghe Army should be dispatching troops!"
Soon, the shadowy Qinghe camp suddenly stopped.
Yang Wenzhong glanced at Yang Xiaochen, and Yang Xiaochen immediately understood and retreated.
After a while, Yang Xiaochen ran back and hurriedly said: "Father, the scouts have come to report that Dongxia sent 300,000 troops from Jinguan City and headed straight for our Yinma Pass. The Qinghe Army and our army have 5,000 soldiers. The battle with the Dongxia Army has already begun, and there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. I am afraid they will not be able to hold on for too long. Do we want our army to come out to support?"
Yang Wenzhong thought for a moment and then gave the order: "If you don't go to support the Qinghe army, pass on my order. The entire army will stick to Yinma Pass. No outsiders, including Qinghe soldiers, are allowed to enter the city!"
Yang Xiaochen showed hesitation and said: "Father, are the five thousand soldiers our army sent to the Qinghe military camp just abandoned? Those are five thousand elite soldiers."
Because they had a mission, the five thousand soldiers sent to the Qinghe Army were all soldiers carefully selected from the Yinma Pass garrison. It is no exaggeration to call them elite soldiers.
Yang Wenzhong said with a displeased expression: "Filial minister, you should not act on impulse when leading the troops. If Qinghe has a rebellious intention, now is a great opportunity for them to make a fool of themselves. As he said, facing hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, this time The five thousand elite soldiers in the battalion will definitely not be able to be saved."
"If the Qinghe Army has no rebellious intentions for the time being, the Qinghe Army and the Dongxia Army can defeat them to death. The more casualties they have, the more powerful they will be for us. Although it is a pity for these five thousand elite soldiers, their sacrifice is worth it. "
Yang Xiaochen's face was still ugly. You must know that he knew many of these five thousand elite soldiers and could be entrusted to his back. However, according to Yang Wenzhong's method, no matter what, these five thousand elite soldiers are still here and it is impossible to come back. .
Yang Xiaochen suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and said with an ugly face: "Father, is it possible that their fate was already doomed when you chose to send them out?"
Yang Wenzhong was speechless, but Yang Xiaochen already knew the answer from his eyes.
"Is this the so-called abandonment?" Yang Xiaochen said in a cold voice.
"This is war!" Yang Wenzhong answered the question without answering. His eyes were as bright as fire, and an astonishing aura erupted from his body, reaching the threshold of a master.
At this moment, a thin young man suddenly appeared on the city wall. His movement was like a ghost, and even Yang Wenzhong, a master master, was dazzled.
"Two generals, the Qinghe army has defected. The nails I planted near the Qinghe military camp were almost pulled out. In my opinion, the Dongxia and Qinghe coalition forces will arrive soon." The thin young man said straight to the point.
Both Yang and his son were shocked when they heard this. Yang Wenzhong sighed softly and said: "Those Qinghe barbarians really rebelled so quickly. Marshal Lin is really wise."
"Brother Yinghuo, the brothers from the Seven Kills Battalion sacrificed their lives for our army. After this battle is over, I will report it to the court to show merit for these brothers." Yang Wenzhong looked at Yinghuo and said.
It turns out that the thin young man who suddenly appeared is the monkey Xiao Houzai.
The monkey waved his hand and said: "My Xinghe Sect disciple died in battle, and the sect will receive his own pension. We don't have to worry about it, General. The top priority now is how to defend this pass in the face of the menacing Eastern Xia Allied Forces."
At this moment, dense black spots suddenly appeared in the south. The black spots spread from far to near and turned into an army of tens of thousands in the eyes of everyone.
Under the southern city wall of Yinma Pass, warriors wearing various armors lined up neatly and surrounded the city gate.
A young general stood at the foot of the city holding a soft whip and was discussing something with the middle-aged civil servant behind him. He was none other than Bai Guhan, the second son of the King of Eastern Xia.
