V3.Chapter 62
The news that King Yan pressed from several holy kings was that the army of the holy clan had sneaked into the Dazhou territory from different directions, and at the same time, Ying Liu's flying pigeon biography also arrived at the young master's mansion, which further confirmed that the four holy kings did not Lying, also perfected the news of several people.
It turned out that after sneaking into the territory of Dazhou, the army has been meeting in the same direction, and the destination is directly at Yucheng.
Yucheng is only a hundred miles away from Yancheng, and there is also a navy stationed there. However, in general, Yucheng is dominated by Lu soldiers. There are two main reasons for choosing Yucheng as a gathering place. Yan Huaijing's cooperative relationship was broken, and they could not enter the capital in batches without a sound. They were stranded in Yucheng. The second reason was that a considerable part of them came from Yancheng. The defense was too tight, and they couldn't land in Yancheng, so they had to retreat and choose Yucheng.
It was too late when Ying Liu rushed over. Yucheng had already been occupied by the army of the Holy Clan. It was not that King Yan misjudged. It was the information provided by Yan Huaijing at the beginning. The other party only had 10,000 troops. Yes, unless they have to, they won't win a city, but 100,000 is different. Where do they hide? He simply did not do anything and took the city of Yu.
Ying Liu quietly sneaked into Yucheng to inquire about the news. Yucheng's army was basically destroyed. There were about 80,000 saints in the army. Ying Liu didn't know that the other party actually had 100,000. He cursed Yan Huaijing to death in his heart. The difference between 10,000 and 80,000 is so much, is Yan Huaijing's brain kicked by a donkey to be deceived into this?
"Ying Liu still doesn't know it's actually 100,000." Yu Wan put down the letter, feeling Ying Liu's anger through the note, "But then, didn't those holy kings say 100,000 troops? And Where did the 20,000 go?"
In King Yan's study, King Yan, Ying Shisan and Yu Shaoqing were still sitting.
Yu Shaoqing looked at the map on the table. To be honest, he was stationed in the northwest all the year round and was familiar with the terrain in the northwest. He had passed by the Yucheng area before, but he was on his way and didn't pay much attention to the military situation of Yucheng.
"Is there still 20,000 on the way?" Yu Shaoqing murmured.
King Yan nodded: "80% yes."
"Will it be a sailor?" Yu Shaoqing asked.
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." King Yan said.
Those saint kings didn't know beforehand that they would fall into the hands of King Yan, and it was impossible for them to confess in advance. They all explained that there were a total of 100,000 troops, so it must be at least 100,000 troops. As for the arms, they did not know. This is not within their jurisdiction.
Their responsibilities are to find the entrance to the Holy Land and recapture the Holy Soul Orb, and other experts are responsible for the battle with Da Zhou.
"Can those saint kings reveal some information about the relevant generals?" Yu Shaoqing asked.
King Yan shook his head: "The saints are quite secretive about this action. The several great saints don't have much control over the situation of the army. However, they said that they can't rule out that there are also masters of the same level in the army."
"Didn't they lose the Holy Soul Orb? They can still cultivate so many Holy Kings!" Yu Shaoqing had already learned about the Holy Soul Orb from Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen. He didn't say who the female snitch who stole the Holy Soul Orb was.
In the entire young master's mansion, only Yu Shaoqing and Yu Wan did not guess that someone was there.
"The strength of the holy clan is very strong. This is a tough battle." Although Yu Shaoqing has the blood of Nanzhao Helian's family flowing in his bones, he was raised in Dazhou. It was the people of Dazhou who raised him. It is Yu Saburo of Lotus Village, he is the general of Da Zhou, and the enemy of Da Zhou is his enemy!
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Ying Shisan disguised himself into the appearance of Yan Jiu Dynasty and bid farewell to Xiao Zhenting and Yan Huaijing as the regent. All the people knew that war was about to take place. However, I heard that the other party only had a hundred thousand troops, and this Once, Marshal Xiao was in command, and they were full of confidence in this battle.
"Marshal Xiao will definitely triumph!"
"Yeah, yes! Marshal Xiao must have beaten those foreigners! There is no battle in this world that Marshal Xiao cannot win!"
"That's right! With Marshal Xiao here, we will win this battle!"
Among the common people, the voices for Xiao Zhenting were much weaker for Yan Huaijing.
Yan Huaijing felt a little melancholy in his heart, but he didn't feel melancholy for too long. After all, this battle all started because of him. Compared with melancholy, he was more self-blame and guilty.
The reason why the people are full of confidence is because they have no idea what kind of army Da Zhou is facing. They think that 100,000 is not much. What, Xiao Zhenting has fought many battles in the past, and the same number of people have never lost, and those who have won more with less have never lost.
Only Yan Huaijing understood how difficult the battle they were facing would be.
Yu Shaoqing also set off for the south, but he did not go to Yucheng, but to the Nanzhao imperial capital, saying that he was selfish, he did not want Dazhou to fall, and he wanted to use the power of the Helian family to help Dazhou fight. win this battle.
But he is not entirely selfish. The saints are domineering and unreasonable, and they think they are superior to others. If they become the emperors of Dazhou, Nanzhao's "low-class people" will inevitably be as humble as ants in their eyes. There is also no guarantee that they will not do anything to Nanzhao.
Now, it is not an exaggeration to say that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.
This time, Yu Shaoqing brought Xiao Tie Dan with him.
The last time they left Nanzhao, they told the old lady that they wanted to go back to Dazhou to pick up the little iron eggs. Since Haikou had boasted, they had to fill it in. Besides, the situation in Dazhou is indeed more severe than that in Nanzhao. Many, it's not that her daughter is still confinement, Yu Shaoqing can't wait to bring them along.
"Ashu, wait for me, I'll pick you up soon." Yu Shaoqing held Jiang's hand reluctantly.
Jiang Shi nodded: "Yes."
Yu Shaoqing took Xiao Tie Dan to the south. He walked away from the imperial army, and his whereabouts were hidden and safe.
On the other side, Old Cuitou also packed up and planned to leave.
"Why are you leaving?" Yu Wan muttered.
"Do you need to fight without injury or blood? Or do you think those children are made of iron?" Isn't it a child? With a face full of childishness, when Old Cuitou thought that they might never come back if they didn't even understand the shortness of life, he felt a little uncomfortable, "Okay, I'm going, take care of yourself! "
Yu Wan looked at the white hair on his temples: "You're already old..."
Old Cui's head froze: "Ah! Now I know how old I am! When I was dragged to the ghost clan to the witch clan, why didn't I think that I was a person who stepped into the coffin board!"
Yu Wan said weakly, "You didn't have so many white hair back then..."
Old Cui Tou: "..."
Old Cui Tou turned his face away, stinky girl, she can choke people when she talks on weekdays, but at a critical moment, she is so emotional...
"Okay, okay! Don't be a mother-in-law! I'm leaving!" Old Cuitou was not used to parting. He lived to his age, and it didn't really matter if he died. He never had a family in his life, nothing Worrying about it, if it wasn't for someone he couldn't let go of, it was probably these guys who never let him worry.
"Nine Chaos, you don't have to worry too much, no news is good news."
"Don't come out all the time, sit in confinement, you're amazingly young? Who hasn't been young when you bully?"
"Don't feed Xiaobao too much, he's almost fatter than Dabao."
"The little guy has to take it out for more sunbathing."
"This, you give it to grandma for me, it's his favorite drama."
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Old Cui Tou rambled a lot, until someone came to urge him, and he walked away with the big army.
Yu Wan sent a few guards from the Young Lord's Mansion to follow him to take care of him.
Not only because Yu Wan already regarded him as her own in her heart, but also because those who went to the front line without forgetting their life and death are all heroes of the nation.
Ying Shisan also went south with the army after pretending to be the regent, soothing the hearts of the people and boosting morale.
San Xiaodan has been very good recently. He no longer goes to the house every day to uncover the tiles, but only once every three days. The rest of the time, he sits in King Yan's room.
Yan Xiaosi grew up day by day, white and tender, more beautiful and cute.
Of course, Uncle Wan's flower house still can't be put into use.
Every time King Yan looked at Yan Xiaosi, Yan Xiaosi had a cute face.
Twenty days after Yan Xiaosi was born, the cavalry of the imperial court arrived near Yucheng and launched the first attack on the soldiers of the saints who went out to transport food and grass.
But under the good news, there is another letter from the family. The family letter records the real casualties. Although they won, they paid a very heavy price-no more than 50 soldiers of the Holy Race transported food and grass, but they were abrupt. Kill five hundred of them.
No one was injured, because all those who were injured died, and the saints fought with one attack. To exaggerate, they were not like soldiers on the battlefield, but more like well-trained killers.
It was also at this moment that Xiao Zhenting really realized what they were facing.
This is... a veritable army of death!
The cavalry were stationed in the camp outside Yucheng. In order to retaliate against them, the saints launched a sneak attack at night, killing and wounding countless Da Zhou.
Yu Wan saw that she could no longer sit here, so she decided to go south.
I don't know if it's been too long since she came here, but she feels that she has completely become a person here. She hadn't remembered the events of her previous life for a long time, as if those were just a distant dream.
Of course, it's not enough to say how ambitious she is. At first, she just wanted to be a salted fish. Even if she became the wife of the young master's mansion, the prince's concubine, or even the regent princess later, she never thought about herself. What exactly to do.
It turns out that some things don’t have to be thought about. When the time comes, you will realize that you can’t stay out of it at all.
Not because you are great enough, but because you are fit enough.
She is a doctor, who can treat the wounded; she is the regent, who can stabilize the hearts of the people.
"Have you made up your mind?" King Yan looked at Awan and wanted to say, you haven't finished confinement yet.
Yu Wan nodded: "I think about it."
"You... have no opinion??" King Yan looked at the Jiang family beside Yu Wan.
Jiang's doting glance at her daughter: "Awan has grown up, she has her own decision, where Awan goes, I will go."
Of course Yu Wan didn't agree with Jiang's going with her. How could she bring A-Niang in such a dangerous place?
Jiang Shi pouted: "If you don't take me, you are not allowed to go."
King Yan snorted: "That's right, if you don't take your mother there, you won't go either."
Yu Wan: "..."
Yu Wanzheng doesn't understand anymore. My mother-in-law said that it's fine, but what do you mean by making a fool of yourself, Father? My mother is breathing every step of the way, it's very dangerous to go to the battlefield with me, okay?
Yu Wan looked at the two in bewilderment, but the two insisted so much that Yu Wan didn't beat them in the end!
That's all, the big deal is to get to the vicinity of the camp and find a safe family to place A-Niang.
After making up her mind, Yu Wan set off.
The camp where the imperial army was stationed was in a village north of Yucheng. The villagers were all escorted by the army and moved away. Since they attacked each other, the two sides have not fought head-on for a long time.
Xiao Zhenting was also a little confused as to what tactics the opponent was playing.
It stands to reason that the Saint Race army is so powerful, and it should be destroyed wherever it goes. Why don't they just kill the capital?
If it hadn't been exposed, it would be fine, but now that both sides have torn their faces, why are the saints still nesting in Yucheng? Could it be that in a few days, when Da Zhou's anger has subsided, he will not be able to settle accounts with them?
A few days later, Da Zhou's infantry also arrived, including 20,000 cavalry, a full 100,000 divisions.
That night, the Saint Race army killed their camp.
Xiao Zhenting was dumbfounded when he saw the rushing army: "Isn't it? We won't be here sooner or later. They will only come when the soldiers from Da Zhou have arrived, so they won't just wait... to catch us all in one go. ?"
These scumbags are so arrogant!
Xiao Zhenting immediately picked up the spear and rushed out.
Soon Xiao Zhenting understood why the other party was so arrogant. In fact, the other party only came with 8,000 elite soldiers, but he was stunned to beat Da Zhou's 100,000 soldiers to the ground. The previous tactics were all ineffective when facing this group of Saint Clan army. Not only because their force value is strong enough, but also because it seems that this group of people can never be beaten to death, and they are not afraid of pain at all.
Xiao Zhenting saw a headless corpse with his own eyes, grabbing a spear and rushing into the crowd.
When did the soldiers of Da Zhou see such battles? All are stupid.
This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying is that those Da Zhou soldiers who had fallen down actually stood up with a dull expression, and then grabbed their weapons and slaughtered their own people.
Xiao Zhenting felt bad when he saw this, and hurriedly ordered everyone to retreat, and the village was no longer needed. He could retreat as far as he could.
In this battle, the casualties were not the heaviest, but the blow to the soldiers was unprecedented, and they could still fight without their heads. Are they still human? When their companions fell, they lost their minds and became part of the enemy. Can the enemy still be killed?
In the dark night, everyone hid in the cols where they could not see five fingers, shivering.
"That's what you did!"
Yan Huaijing went to the toilet, but was hit by Xiao Zhenting's fist on the ground.
Yan Huaijing spat out a bloody tooth and looked at Xiao Zhenting coldly: "You dare to do something to the prince, don't you want your life?"
"Damn? Xiao Zhenting won't come here!" Xiao Zhenting grabbed Yan Huaijing's shirt, pulled him up from the ground, and slammed him against the stone wall, "Have you seen everything on the battlefield? You Didn't you see it? You are hiding in the tent to eat, drink and live, and you don't know what the chaos is like outside!"
Yan Huaijing was stunned by Xiao Zhenting's murderous aura and anger. Although Xiao Zhenting is not too disciplined, he is not as arrogant as Yan Jiuchao, but now, Xiao Zhenting is really going out!
Yan Huaijing calmed down and said with eyes like torches: "Xiao Zhenting, you are not capable of losing the battle yourself, do you want to blame this prince?"
Xiao Zhenting made him laugh angrily, is he someone who is afraid of losing battles? Does he care about those who are in vain? He is not afraid of death, and the soldiers of Da Zhou are not afraid of death, but some people died wrongly!
Xiao Zhenting said coldly, "Do you know what kind of monsters you have provoked to Da Zhou?"
Yan Huaijing felt guilty for a moment.
Xiao Zhenting was just venting his anger, but seeing Yan Huaijing's eyes, he suddenly frowned: "Do you know?"
Yan Huaijing avoided his sharp eyes: "You release your hand first."
"Grand Marshal." Ying Shisan came over.
Xiao Zhenting let go of Yan Huaijing coldly.
Yan Huaijing tugged at the somewhat taut neckline and said, "I said that I didn't know about it in advance, and you wouldn't believe it, but I really don't know, I just asked them once, how can the 10,000-strong army be stable? The situation in the capital? There are 30,000 forbidden troops in the capital, and another 10,000 garrisoned troops in a radius of 100 miles. They said, don’t worry about this, those mercenaries are very powerful, and, if there is a real fight, there is no need to worry about the casualties of the mercenaries. I asked, are they? Won't get hurt? The guy said, yeah, won't hurt."
Yan Huaijing recalled the expression of the man in the cape at the time, which was a bit unpredictable, but Yan Huaijing didn't think deeply. The limitations of cognition determined the limitations of prediction. In his opinion, the so-called unreasonableness of the man in the cape was unpredictable. If they will be injured, it must be because their martial arts are too strong that they will not be injured by others. How could he expect that they will not be injured literally?
"It's a puppet technique." Ying Shisan said.
"What do you mean?" Yan Huaijing asked.
Ying Thirteen didn't bother to pay attention to him, looked at Xiao Zhenting and said, "Puppet art is a type of witchcraft that can control people's behavior and will. The reason why the army of the saints are not afraid of death should be because of this kind of puppet art. , but, if they can control even the dead, I am afraid it is not just as simple as puppet art, there may be Gu art."
Such wicked puppet arts and Gu techniques are something that Ying Thirteen has never seen before. Grandma and Zhou Jin also understand puppet arts. Zhou Jin has never used them, but Grandma has used them, but they are only used on living people. Thirteenth is that Awei has used it, but Awei will not act as a demon on a dead person.
Xiao Zhenting frowned and said, "If it goes on like this, doesn't it mean that as many of us die, the other party will increase as many people?"
Then this battle is really not over!
Xiao Zhenting thought for a while: "Since there is a puppet technique, do they have a puppet master?"
Shadow Thirteen nodded: "It should be."
Xiao Zhenting made a decision: "Thirteen, get ready. Tonight we sneak into Yucheng and kill the puppet master of the Saint Clan!"
"Okay." Ying Shisan didn't hesitate at all.
"Wait." Xiao Zhenting suddenly said, "You better not go, you stay, isn't there a guy named Jun Changan by his side? Tell him to go with me!"
Don't even call him a prince.
Yan Huaijing took a deep breath.
"This is not very good." Ying Shisan said, "Jun Chang'an's martial arts are not as good as mine."
"Humph." Xiao Zhenting turned around, grabbed a piece of armor scattered on the ground, and threw it into Yan Huaijing's arms, "If the enemy attacks in the middle of the night, let the prince lead the troops to charge, he dares not to charge at the front, You kill him for me!"
"Xiao Zhenting!" Yan Huaijing clenched his fists.
Yan Huaijing is by no means a person who is greedy for life and fears death, but he does not think that charging into the battle is something a prince should do. The prince has a greater use, and anyone who charges in the battle will do, but once the prince is gone, Da Zhou's morale will be completely destroyed. Done.
Ying Shisan understood why Xiao Zhenting did this. During the battle, Xiao Zhenting was always the one in the front. If the assassination failed tonight and Xiao Zhenting didn't come back in time, the morale of the army was bound to plummet, and it was necessary at this time. The prince stepped forward and led everyone out of a bloody path.
"I see." Ying Shisan said.
Yan Huaijing gritted her teeth: "Shadow Thirteen!"
Ying Shisan said indifferently: "His Royal Highness, put on your armor and hold your sword. When we really fight, my sword... doesn't have to be aimed only at the enemy."
Yan Huaijing was so angry that the young master's mansion raised a group of people! ! !
Xiao Zhenting sneaked into Yucheng overnight with Jun Changan and several carefully selected dead men.
Ying Liu was relatively familiar with the terrain of Yucheng, and he was also accompanying him.
"Xiao Liu, have you seen the puppet master?" Xiao Zhenting asked Ying Liu on the way.
Ying Liudao: "I have never seen a special puppet master, I have only seen a wizard, but a puppet master should also be a type of wizard."
Xiao Zhenting snorted and continued to ask, "Then what are the characteristics of these teachers?"
"Well...I think about it." Ying Liu paused and said, "Their martial arts are not very good. There are many powerful wizards in the Wu clan. In order to protect this group of wizards, the Wu clan refined the martial arts. "
Xiao Zhenting pondered for a while, and said, "According to what you said, that puppet master is also protected by a master."
Ying Liu nodded and said, "I guess so, I don't know what level of master he is."
"No matter what level, we have brought poison for the sneak attack this time. If we don't succeed, we will become benevolent!" Xiao Zhenting touched the poison that Lao Cuitou gave him. These are all extracted from poisonous poison. The Holy King is going to die, he brought several bottles and poisoned those scumbags to death!
Ying Liu took a branch and drew a sketch on the ground: "The Saint Race army has eight stations, each with about 10,000 people, distributed in different camps. At present, we don't know which camp the puppet master is, we have to go one by one. Find."
"How long will it take?" Xiao Zhenting asked.
Ying Liu said: "If you hurry, you can find two or three camps in one night."
Xiao Zhenting frowned: "I can't find it all in one night?"
Ying Liudao: "Well, they are very scattered."
No... what kind of tactic is this? What are you doing scattered? Are you afraid that they will attack in all directions? Do they have that many troops?
Xiao Zhenting couldn't understand what the saints were thinking anymore. It didn't matter anyway. It was urgent to find out the puppet master and kill him. Although the strength of the saints might not be weakened by this, at least not. will grow stronger.
"This camp is the closest, do we want to go here first?" Ying Liu said, pointing to a camp near the north gate.
"Okay, let's go here!"
Xiao Zhenting gave an order, and several people rushed towards the camp.
A few people first killed a few soldiers who transported food and grass, and put on their armor, but when the armor fell to Xiao Zhenting, Xiao Zhenting was in trouble.
Armor that is suitable for everyone is in the hands of Xiao Zhenting, a man as majestic as a mountain. !
Ying Liu glanced at the trailer with food and grass, and coughed lightly: "Marshal Xiao, I think it is more suitable for you to play the food and grass."
Xiao Zhenting: "..."
Xiao Zhenting curled up in the wide (narrow) and large (house) trailer, and was escorted into the camp by Ying Liu and a few people.
The class of the saints is very clear, which can be distinguished from the luxury of the tent.
As the core figure of the Saint Race army, the puppet master's residence is naturally not too bad, and several people went straight to the most luxurious tent.
Sitting in the tent was a thin middle-aged man.
"Is he a puppet master?" Xiao Zhenting asked, Ying Liu mentioned that a puppet master does not know martial arts, and this person fits this characteristic!
Ying Liu looked at him carefully, and nodded after a while: "It should be."
The puppet master naturally didn't have the word puppet master written on his face, but Ying Liu had dealt with Zhou Jin and the others a lot, and was very familiar with the wizard's aura, and he felt a similar aura on this man.
"kill!"
Xiao Zhenting rushed up without hesitation, the knife rose and fell, and the puppet master fell in a pool of blood.
Xiao Zhenting was a little confused.
Is it that easy?
What about expert protection?
Could it be that the wrong person was killed?
Could it be that this is not a puppet master, just a target?
Did they get caught?
But Xiao Zhenting and his party were vigilant in the tent for a long time, and they didn't see any movement outside.
"What's the situation? Not quite right..."
The puppet masters are all dead, isn't there a master to come to them to settle accounts?
How did the master protect the puppet master? Too irresponsible, right?
Thinking of something, Xiao Zhenting frowned: "You guys, go and count how many people there are in the camp."
Several dead men went.
After about a quarter of an hour, the dead soldiers came back. They counted all the tents, including the soldiers on patrol. There were not 10,000 people here, but 9,000!
Shadow Six said strangely: "Impossible, I've been here and I'm sure there are 10,000 of them. Even if they suffered some damage from fighting with us earlier, the casualties will never exceed 100."
So, where did the remaining thousand people and the master who was supposed to protect him by the side of the puppet master went?
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"Auntie, have you seen the town in front of you? When we pass that town, we will arrive at Pingyang Village. Pingyang Village is not the front line, but the place where the wounded soldiers stay. You will stay in the town for a while, Ping'er and I will be there. Go to Pingyang Village." Yu Wan said to Jiang Shi on the carriage.
Jiang Shi snorted: "You want to leave me behind again."
Yu Wan smiled, took Jiang's hand and said, "Why would I be willing to leave A-Niang? A-Niang loves me, she accompanies me to travel south, and I also feel sorry for A-Niang, I have already left. The confinement is over, it's alright, A-Niang is waiting for me in the town, and I go back to the town to buy medicinal materials every day. Besides, if A-Niang is by my side, I will be more worried."
Jiang looked at the sky.
Yu Wan had already made up her mind that no matter how coercive and enticing the Jiang family was, she would never take the Jiang family to such a dangerous place.
The carriage arrived in the town.
Although the war did not spread to this place, it was still affected. The residents of the town closed their doors early to rest, and the inn was also closed. Yu Wan got out of the carriage and raised her hand to knock on the door of the inn.
At this moment, an icy arrow shot at Yu Wan without warning, as if it was going to pierce her head!
It was too late, but it was fast. The little black ginger on the carriage flashed and swept out of the carriage. She grabbed the arrow that almost hit her daughter. Yacha threw it fiercely into the darkness!
I heard a series of screams in the darkness.
Yu Wan's heart skipped a beat and she turned around.
And almost at the same moment, the overwhelming arrows shot towards the two of them like a fine net.
"Auntie—" Yu Wan stepped forward with a single step, and was about to protect Jiang's body between her body and the gate, but unexpectedly, the arrows all shattered with a bang.
Yu Wan didn't understand what was going on, but when she saw Jiang's eyes, it was as cold as never before.
A missed arrow scratched Yu Wan's hair, and a strand of broken hair fell on Yu Wan's shoulder and slipped into Xiao Heijiang's hand.
Little Black Ginger is angry!
She slapped open the door behind her with her backhand and pushed Yu Wan into the inn.
What just happened? Yu Wan looked confused, and was about to turn around to ask what was going on, when she saw the door of the inn slam shut in front of her!
The little black ginger rose into the sky, exuding a more violent aura than the blood rakshasa, like a demon god in the dark night.
She pinched a strand of broken hair in her hand, looked at the thousand troops dormant in the dark night, and said coldly, "My daughter's hair is broken, and all of you have to break your necks!"
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It turned out that after sneaking into the territory of Dazhou, the army has been meeting in the same direction, and the destination is directly at Yucheng.
Yucheng is only a hundred miles away from Yancheng, and there is also a navy stationed there. However, in general, Yucheng is dominated by Lu soldiers. There are two main reasons for choosing Yucheng as a gathering place. Yan Huaijing's cooperative relationship was broken, and they could not enter the capital in batches without a sound. They were stranded in Yucheng. The second reason was that a considerable part of them came from Yancheng. The defense was too tight, and they couldn't land in Yancheng, so they had to retreat and choose Yucheng.
It was too late when Ying Liu rushed over. Yucheng had already been occupied by the army of the Holy Clan. It was not that King Yan misjudged. It was the information provided by Yan Huaijing at the beginning. The other party only had 10,000 troops. Yes, unless they have to, they won't win a city, but 100,000 is different. Where do they hide? He simply did not do anything and took the city of Yu.
Ying Liu quietly sneaked into Yucheng to inquire about the news. Yucheng's army was basically destroyed. There were about 80,000 saints in the army. Ying Liu didn't know that the other party actually had 100,000. He cursed Yan Huaijing to death in his heart. The difference between 10,000 and 80,000 is so much, is Yan Huaijing's brain kicked by a donkey to be deceived into this?
"Ying Liu still doesn't know it's actually 100,000." Yu Wan put down the letter, feeling Ying Liu's anger through the note, "But then, didn't those holy kings say 100,000 troops? And Where did the 20,000 go?"
In King Yan's study, King Yan, Ying Shisan and Yu Shaoqing were still sitting.
Yu Shaoqing looked at the map on the table. To be honest, he was stationed in the northwest all the year round and was familiar with the terrain in the northwest. He had passed by the Yucheng area before, but he was on his way and didn't pay much attention to the military situation of Yucheng.
"Is there still 20,000 on the way?" Yu Shaoqing murmured.
King Yan nodded: "80% yes."
"Will it be a sailor?" Yu Shaoqing asked.
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." King Yan said.
Those saint kings didn't know beforehand that they would fall into the hands of King Yan, and it was impossible for them to confess in advance. They all explained that there were a total of 100,000 troops, so it must be at least 100,000 troops. As for the arms, they did not know. This is not within their jurisdiction.
Their responsibilities are to find the entrance to the Holy Land and recapture the Holy Soul Orb, and other experts are responsible for the battle with Da Zhou.
"Can those saint kings reveal some information about the relevant generals?" Yu Shaoqing asked.
King Yan shook his head: "The saints are quite secretive about this action. The several great saints don't have much control over the situation of the army. However, they said that they can't rule out that there are also masters of the same level in the army."
"Didn't they lose the Holy Soul Orb? They can still cultivate so many Holy Kings!" Yu Shaoqing had already learned about the Holy Soul Orb from Ying Liu and Ying Thirteen. He didn't say who the female snitch who stole the Holy Soul Orb was.
In the entire young master's mansion, only Yu Shaoqing and Yu Wan did not guess that someone was there.
"The strength of the holy clan is very strong. This is a tough battle." Although Yu Shaoqing has the blood of Nanzhao Helian's family flowing in his bones, he was raised in Dazhou. It was the people of Dazhou who raised him. It is Yu Saburo of Lotus Village, he is the general of Da Zhou, and the enemy of Da Zhou is his enemy!
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Ying Shisan disguised himself into the appearance of Yan Jiu Dynasty and bid farewell to Xiao Zhenting and Yan Huaijing as the regent. All the people knew that war was about to take place. However, I heard that the other party only had a hundred thousand troops, and this Once, Marshal Xiao was in command, and they were full of confidence in this battle.
"Marshal Xiao will definitely triumph!"
"Yeah, yes! Marshal Xiao must have beaten those foreigners! There is no battle in this world that Marshal Xiao cannot win!"
"That's right! With Marshal Xiao here, we will win this battle!"
Among the common people, the voices for Xiao Zhenting were much weaker for Yan Huaijing.
Yan Huaijing felt a little melancholy in his heart, but he didn't feel melancholy for too long. After all, this battle all started because of him. Compared with melancholy, he was more self-blame and guilty.
The reason why the people are full of confidence is because they have no idea what kind of army Da Zhou is facing. They think that 100,000 is not much. What, Xiao Zhenting has fought many battles in the past, and the same number of people have never lost, and those who have won more with less have never lost.
Only Yan Huaijing understood how difficult the battle they were facing would be.
Yu Shaoqing also set off for the south, but he did not go to Yucheng, but to the Nanzhao imperial capital, saying that he was selfish, he did not want Dazhou to fall, and he wanted to use the power of the Helian family to help Dazhou fight. win this battle.
But he is not entirely selfish. The saints are domineering and unreasonable, and they think they are superior to others. If they become the emperors of Dazhou, Nanzhao's "low-class people" will inevitably be as humble as ants in their eyes. There is also no guarantee that they will not do anything to Nanzhao.
Now, it is not an exaggeration to say that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.
This time, Yu Shaoqing brought Xiao Tie Dan with him.
The last time they left Nanzhao, they told the old lady that they wanted to go back to Dazhou to pick up the little iron eggs. Since Haikou had boasted, they had to fill it in. Besides, the situation in Dazhou is indeed more severe than that in Nanzhao. Many, it's not that her daughter is still confinement, Yu Shaoqing can't wait to bring them along.
"Ashu, wait for me, I'll pick you up soon." Yu Shaoqing held Jiang's hand reluctantly.
Jiang Shi nodded: "Yes."
Yu Shaoqing took Xiao Tie Dan to the south. He walked away from the imperial army, and his whereabouts were hidden and safe.
On the other side, Old Cuitou also packed up and planned to leave.
"Why are you leaving?" Yu Wan muttered.
"Do you need to fight without injury or blood? Or do you think those children are made of iron?" Isn't it a child? With a face full of childishness, when Old Cuitou thought that they might never come back if they didn't even understand the shortness of life, he felt a little uncomfortable, "Okay, I'm going, take care of yourself! "
Yu Wan looked at the white hair on his temples: "You're already old..."
Old Cui's head froze: "Ah! Now I know how old I am! When I was dragged to the ghost clan to the witch clan, why didn't I think that I was a person who stepped into the coffin board!"
Yu Wan said weakly, "You didn't have so many white hair back then..."
Old Cui Tou: "..."
Old Cui Tou turned his face away, stinky girl, she can choke people when she talks on weekdays, but at a critical moment, she is so emotional...
"Okay, okay! Don't be a mother-in-law! I'm leaving!" Old Cuitou was not used to parting. He lived to his age, and it didn't really matter if he died. He never had a family in his life, nothing Worrying about it, if it wasn't for someone he couldn't let go of, it was probably these guys who never let him worry.
"Nine Chaos, you don't have to worry too much, no news is good news."
"Don't come out all the time, sit in confinement, you're amazingly young? Who hasn't been young when you bully?"
"Don't feed Xiaobao too much, he's almost fatter than Dabao."
"The little guy has to take it out for more sunbathing."
"This, you give it to grandma for me, it's his favorite drama."
...
Old Cui Tou rambled a lot, until someone came to urge him, and he walked away with the big army.
Yu Wan sent a few guards from the Young Lord's Mansion to follow him to take care of him.
Not only because Yu Wan already regarded him as her own in her heart, but also because those who went to the front line without forgetting their life and death are all heroes of the nation.
Ying Shisan also went south with the army after pretending to be the regent, soothing the hearts of the people and boosting morale.
San Xiaodan has been very good recently. He no longer goes to the house every day to uncover the tiles, but only once every three days. The rest of the time, he sits in King Yan's room.
Yan Xiaosi grew up day by day, white and tender, more beautiful and cute.
Of course, Uncle Wan's flower house still can't be put into use.
Every time King Yan looked at Yan Xiaosi, Yan Xiaosi had a cute face.
Twenty days after Yan Xiaosi was born, the cavalry of the imperial court arrived near Yucheng and launched the first attack on the soldiers of the saints who went out to transport food and grass.
But under the good news, there is another letter from the family. The family letter records the real casualties. Although they won, they paid a very heavy price-no more than 50 soldiers of the Holy Race transported food and grass, but they were abrupt. Kill five hundred of them.
No one was injured, because all those who were injured died, and the saints fought with one attack. To exaggerate, they were not like soldiers on the battlefield, but more like well-trained killers.
It was also at this moment that Xiao Zhenting really realized what they were facing.
This is... a veritable army of death!
The cavalry were stationed in the camp outside Yucheng. In order to retaliate against them, the saints launched a sneak attack at night, killing and wounding countless Da Zhou.
Yu Wan saw that she could no longer sit here, so she decided to go south.
I don't know if it's been too long since she came here, but she feels that she has completely become a person here. She hadn't remembered the events of her previous life for a long time, as if those were just a distant dream.
Of course, it's not enough to say how ambitious she is. At first, she just wanted to be a salted fish. Even if she became the wife of the young master's mansion, the prince's concubine, or even the regent princess later, she never thought about herself. What exactly to do.
It turns out that some things don’t have to be thought about. When the time comes, you will realize that you can’t stay out of it at all.
Not because you are great enough, but because you are fit enough.
She is a doctor, who can treat the wounded; she is the regent, who can stabilize the hearts of the people.
"Have you made up your mind?" King Yan looked at Awan and wanted to say, you haven't finished confinement yet.
Yu Wan nodded: "I think about it."
"You... have no opinion??" King Yan looked at the Jiang family beside Yu Wan.
Jiang's doting glance at her daughter: "Awan has grown up, she has her own decision, where Awan goes, I will go."
Of course Yu Wan didn't agree with Jiang's going with her. How could she bring A-Niang in such a dangerous place?
Jiang Shi pouted: "If you don't take me, you are not allowed to go."
King Yan snorted: "That's right, if you don't take your mother there, you won't go either."
Yu Wan: "..."
Yu Wanzheng doesn't understand anymore. My mother-in-law said that it's fine, but what do you mean by making a fool of yourself, Father? My mother is breathing every step of the way, it's very dangerous to go to the battlefield with me, okay?
Yu Wan looked at the two in bewilderment, but the two insisted so much that Yu Wan didn't beat them in the end!
That's all, the big deal is to get to the vicinity of the camp and find a safe family to place A-Niang.
After making up her mind, Yu Wan set off.
The camp where the imperial army was stationed was in a village north of Yucheng. The villagers were all escorted by the army and moved away. Since they attacked each other, the two sides have not fought head-on for a long time.
Xiao Zhenting was also a little confused as to what tactics the opponent was playing.
It stands to reason that the Saint Race army is so powerful, and it should be destroyed wherever it goes. Why don't they just kill the capital?
If it hadn't been exposed, it would be fine, but now that both sides have torn their faces, why are the saints still nesting in Yucheng? Could it be that in a few days, when Da Zhou's anger has subsided, he will not be able to settle accounts with them?
A few days later, Da Zhou's infantry also arrived, including 20,000 cavalry, a full 100,000 divisions.
That night, the Saint Race army killed their camp.
Xiao Zhenting was dumbfounded when he saw the rushing army: "Isn't it? We won't be here sooner or later. They will only come when the soldiers from Da Zhou have arrived, so they won't just wait... to catch us all in one go. ?"
These scumbags are so arrogant!
Xiao Zhenting immediately picked up the spear and rushed out.
Soon Xiao Zhenting understood why the other party was so arrogant. In fact, the other party only came with 8,000 elite soldiers, but he was stunned to beat Da Zhou's 100,000 soldiers to the ground. The previous tactics were all ineffective when facing this group of Saint Clan army. Not only because their force value is strong enough, but also because it seems that this group of people can never be beaten to death, and they are not afraid of pain at all.
Xiao Zhenting saw a headless corpse with his own eyes, grabbing a spear and rushing into the crowd.
When did the soldiers of Da Zhou see such battles? All are stupid.
This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying is that those Da Zhou soldiers who had fallen down actually stood up with a dull expression, and then grabbed their weapons and slaughtered their own people.
Xiao Zhenting felt bad when he saw this, and hurriedly ordered everyone to retreat, and the village was no longer needed. He could retreat as far as he could.
In this battle, the casualties were not the heaviest, but the blow to the soldiers was unprecedented, and they could still fight without their heads. Are they still human? When their companions fell, they lost their minds and became part of the enemy. Can the enemy still be killed?
In the dark night, everyone hid in the cols where they could not see five fingers, shivering.
"That's what you did!"
Yan Huaijing went to the toilet, but was hit by Xiao Zhenting's fist on the ground.
Yan Huaijing spat out a bloody tooth and looked at Xiao Zhenting coldly: "You dare to do something to the prince, don't you want your life?"
"Damn? Xiao Zhenting won't come here!" Xiao Zhenting grabbed Yan Huaijing's shirt, pulled him up from the ground, and slammed him against the stone wall, "Have you seen everything on the battlefield? You Didn't you see it? You are hiding in the tent to eat, drink and live, and you don't know what the chaos is like outside!"
Yan Huaijing was stunned by Xiao Zhenting's murderous aura and anger. Although Xiao Zhenting is not too disciplined, he is not as arrogant as Yan Jiuchao, but now, Xiao Zhenting is really going out!
Yan Huaijing calmed down and said with eyes like torches: "Xiao Zhenting, you are not capable of losing the battle yourself, do you want to blame this prince?"
Xiao Zhenting made him laugh angrily, is he someone who is afraid of losing battles? Does he care about those who are in vain? He is not afraid of death, and the soldiers of Da Zhou are not afraid of death, but some people died wrongly!
Xiao Zhenting said coldly, "Do you know what kind of monsters you have provoked to Da Zhou?"
Yan Huaijing felt guilty for a moment.
Xiao Zhenting was just venting his anger, but seeing Yan Huaijing's eyes, he suddenly frowned: "Do you know?"
Yan Huaijing avoided his sharp eyes: "You release your hand first."
"Grand Marshal." Ying Shisan came over.
Xiao Zhenting let go of Yan Huaijing coldly.
Yan Huaijing tugged at the somewhat taut neckline and said, "I said that I didn't know about it in advance, and you wouldn't believe it, but I really don't know, I just asked them once, how can the 10,000-strong army be stable? The situation in the capital? There are 30,000 forbidden troops in the capital, and another 10,000 garrisoned troops in a radius of 100 miles. They said, don’t worry about this, those mercenaries are very powerful, and, if there is a real fight, there is no need to worry about the casualties of the mercenaries. I asked, are they? Won't get hurt? The guy said, yeah, won't hurt."
Yan Huaijing recalled the expression of the man in the cape at the time, which was a bit unpredictable, but Yan Huaijing didn't think deeply. The limitations of cognition determined the limitations of prediction. In his opinion, the so-called unreasonableness of the man in the cape was unpredictable. If they will be injured, it must be because their martial arts are too strong that they will not be injured by others. How could he expect that they will not be injured literally?
"It's a puppet technique." Ying Shisan said.
"What do you mean?" Yan Huaijing asked.
Ying Thirteen didn't bother to pay attention to him, looked at Xiao Zhenting and said, "Puppet art is a type of witchcraft that can control people's behavior and will. The reason why the army of the saints are not afraid of death should be because of this kind of puppet art. , but, if they can control even the dead, I am afraid it is not just as simple as puppet art, there may be Gu art."
Such wicked puppet arts and Gu techniques are something that Ying Thirteen has never seen before. Grandma and Zhou Jin also understand puppet arts. Zhou Jin has never used them, but Grandma has used them, but they are only used on living people. Thirteenth is that Awei has used it, but Awei will not act as a demon on a dead person.
Xiao Zhenting frowned and said, "If it goes on like this, doesn't it mean that as many of us die, the other party will increase as many people?"
Then this battle is really not over!
Xiao Zhenting thought for a while: "Since there is a puppet technique, do they have a puppet master?"
Shadow Thirteen nodded: "It should be."
Xiao Zhenting made a decision: "Thirteen, get ready. Tonight we sneak into Yucheng and kill the puppet master of the Saint Clan!"
"Okay." Ying Shisan didn't hesitate at all.
"Wait." Xiao Zhenting suddenly said, "You better not go, you stay, isn't there a guy named Jun Changan by his side? Tell him to go with me!"
Don't even call him a prince.
Yan Huaijing took a deep breath.
"This is not very good." Ying Shisan said, "Jun Chang'an's martial arts are not as good as mine."
"Humph." Xiao Zhenting turned around, grabbed a piece of armor scattered on the ground, and threw it into Yan Huaijing's arms, "If the enemy attacks in the middle of the night, let the prince lead the troops to charge, he dares not to charge at the front, You kill him for me!"
"Xiao Zhenting!" Yan Huaijing clenched his fists.
Yan Huaijing is by no means a person who is greedy for life and fears death, but he does not think that charging into the battle is something a prince should do. The prince has a greater use, and anyone who charges in the battle will do, but once the prince is gone, Da Zhou's morale will be completely destroyed. Done.
Ying Shisan understood why Xiao Zhenting did this. During the battle, Xiao Zhenting was always the one in the front. If the assassination failed tonight and Xiao Zhenting didn't come back in time, the morale of the army was bound to plummet, and it was necessary at this time. The prince stepped forward and led everyone out of a bloody path.
"I see." Ying Shisan said.
Yan Huaijing gritted her teeth: "Shadow Thirteen!"
Ying Shisan said indifferently: "His Royal Highness, put on your armor and hold your sword. When we really fight, my sword... doesn't have to be aimed only at the enemy."
Yan Huaijing was so angry that the young master's mansion raised a group of people! ! !
Xiao Zhenting sneaked into Yucheng overnight with Jun Changan and several carefully selected dead men.
Ying Liu was relatively familiar with the terrain of Yucheng, and he was also accompanying him.
"Xiao Liu, have you seen the puppet master?" Xiao Zhenting asked Ying Liu on the way.
Ying Liudao: "I have never seen a special puppet master, I have only seen a wizard, but a puppet master should also be a type of wizard."
Xiao Zhenting snorted and continued to ask, "Then what are the characteristics of these teachers?"
"Well...I think about it." Ying Liu paused and said, "Their martial arts are not very good. There are many powerful wizards in the Wu clan. In order to protect this group of wizards, the Wu clan refined the martial arts. "
Xiao Zhenting pondered for a while, and said, "According to what you said, that puppet master is also protected by a master."
Ying Liu nodded and said, "I guess so, I don't know what level of master he is."
"No matter what level, we have brought poison for the sneak attack this time. If we don't succeed, we will become benevolent!" Xiao Zhenting touched the poison that Lao Cuitou gave him. These are all extracted from poisonous poison. The Holy King is going to die, he brought several bottles and poisoned those scumbags to death!
Ying Liu took a branch and drew a sketch on the ground: "The Saint Race army has eight stations, each with about 10,000 people, distributed in different camps. At present, we don't know which camp the puppet master is, we have to go one by one. Find."
"How long will it take?" Xiao Zhenting asked.
Ying Liu said: "If you hurry, you can find two or three camps in one night."
Xiao Zhenting frowned: "I can't find it all in one night?"
Ying Liudao: "Well, they are very scattered."
No... what kind of tactic is this? What are you doing scattered? Are you afraid that they will attack in all directions? Do they have that many troops?
Xiao Zhenting couldn't understand what the saints were thinking anymore. It didn't matter anyway. It was urgent to find out the puppet master and kill him. Although the strength of the saints might not be weakened by this, at least not. will grow stronger.
"This camp is the closest, do we want to go here first?" Ying Liu said, pointing to a camp near the north gate.
"Okay, let's go here!"
Xiao Zhenting gave an order, and several people rushed towards the camp.
A few people first killed a few soldiers who transported food and grass, and put on their armor, but when the armor fell to Xiao Zhenting, Xiao Zhenting was in trouble.
Armor that is suitable for everyone is in the hands of Xiao Zhenting, a man as majestic as a mountain. !
Ying Liu glanced at the trailer with food and grass, and coughed lightly: "Marshal Xiao, I think it is more suitable for you to play the food and grass."
Xiao Zhenting: "..."
Xiao Zhenting curled up in the wide (narrow) and large (house) trailer, and was escorted into the camp by Ying Liu and a few people.
The class of the saints is very clear, which can be distinguished from the luxury of the tent.
As the core figure of the Saint Race army, the puppet master's residence is naturally not too bad, and several people went straight to the most luxurious tent.
Sitting in the tent was a thin middle-aged man.
"Is he a puppet master?" Xiao Zhenting asked, Ying Liu mentioned that a puppet master does not know martial arts, and this person fits this characteristic!
Ying Liu looked at him carefully, and nodded after a while: "It should be."
The puppet master naturally didn't have the word puppet master written on his face, but Ying Liu had dealt with Zhou Jin and the others a lot, and was very familiar with the wizard's aura, and he felt a similar aura on this man.
"kill!"
Xiao Zhenting rushed up without hesitation, the knife rose and fell, and the puppet master fell in a pool of blood.
Xiao Zhenting was a little confused.
Is it that easy?
What about expert protection?
Could it be that the wrong person was killed?
Could it be that this is not a puppet master, just a target?
Did they get caught?
But Xiao Zhenting and his party were vigilant in the tent for a long time, and they didn't see any movement outside.
"What's the situation? Not quite right..."
The puppet masters are all dead, isn't there a master to come to them to settle accounts?
How did the master protect the puppet master? Too irresponsible, right?
Thinking of something, Xiao Zhenting frowned: "You guys, go and count how many people there are in the camp."
Several dead men went.
After about a quarter of an hour, the dead soldiers came back. They counted all the tents, including the soldiers on patrol. There were not 10,000 people here, but 9,000!
Shadow Six said strangely: "Impossible, I've been here and I'm sure there are 10,000 of them. Even if they suffered some damage from fighting with us earlier, the casualties will never exceed 100."
So, where did the remaining thousand people and the master who was supposed to protect him by the side of the puppet master went?
...
"Auntie, have you seen the town in front of you? When we pass that town, we will arrive at Pingyang Village. Pingyang Village is not the front line, but the place where the wounded soldiers stay. You will stay in the town for a while, Ping'er and I will be there. Go to Pingyang Village." Yu Wan said to Jiang Shi on the carriage.
Jiang Shi snorted: "You want to leave me behind again."
Yu Wan smiled, took Jiang's hand and said, "Why would I be willing to leave A-Niang? A-Niang loves me, she accompanies me to travel south, and I also feel sorry for A-Niang, I have already left. The confinement is over, it's alright, A-Niang is waiting for me in the town, and I go back to the town to buy medicinal materials every day. Besides, if A-Niang is by my side, I will be more worried."
Jiang looked at the sky.
Yu Wan had already made up her mind that no matter how coercive and enticing the Jiang family was, she would never take the Jiang family to such a dangerous place.
The carriage arrived in the town.
Although the war did not spread to this place, it was still affected. The residents of the town closed their doors early to rest, and the inn was also closed. Yu Wan got out of the carriage and raised her hand to knock on the door of the inn.
At this moment, an icy arrow shot at Yu Wan without warning, as if it was going to pierce her head!
It was too late, but it was fast. The little black ginger on the carriage flashed and swept out of the carriage. She grabbed the arrow that almost hit her daughter. Yacha threw it fiercely into the darkness!
I heard a series of screams in the darkness.
Yu Wan's heart skipped a beat and she turned around.
And almost at the same moment, the overwhelming arrows shot towards the two of them like a fine net.
"Auntie—" Yu Wan stepped forward with a single step, and was about to protect Jiang's body between her body and the gate, but unexpectedly, the arrows all shattered with a bang.
Yu Wan didn't understand what was going on, but when she saw Jiang's eyes, it was as cold as never before.
A missed arrow scratched Yu Wan's hair, and a strand of broken hair fell on Yu Wan's shoulder and slipped into Xiao Heijiang's hand.
Little Black Ginger is angry!
She slapped open the door behind her with her backhand and pushed Yu Wan into the inn.
What just happened? Yu Wan looked confused, and was about to turn around to ask what was going on, when she saw the door of the inn slam shut in front of her!
The little black ginger rose into the sky, exuding a more violent aura than the blood rakshasa, like a demon god in the dark night.
She pinched a strand of broken hair in her hand, looked at the thousand troops dormant in the dark night, and said coldly, "My daughter's hair is broken, and all of you have to break your necks!"
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