Chapter 1119 This Romantic and Snowy Night

Zhao Wen shouted and opened his eyes suddenly...

This day and night was really exhausting. Zhao Wen originally thought he could hold on, just like he was ten or twenty years ago when he was only in his twenties. Even if he stayed up all night, he would not feel tired. , but I didn’t expect that in the second half of the night, I couldn’t hold on any longer. Even on the horse, I continued to doze off, and I almost fell off the horse!

At first, there were many soldiers following Zhao Wen, but later these soldiers were either killed during the breakup, or they escaped in the name of breaking up the queen. Anyway, in the end, those who were still with Zhao Wen were also These are Zhao Wen's own private soldiers...

Upon seeing this, Zhao Wen's guards also saw that General Zhengxi's pursuers gradually stopped, and because the men and horses were exhausted, they could no longer run, so they searched for a place in the woods, behind a leeward stone, and used the He reluctantly built a tent with his shirt and cloth, and moved some stones to block the wind on both sides. He arranged it hastily, dug a shallow hole in the ground, and then helped Zhao Wen came in. And Zhao Wen really couldn't hold it anymore. He was exhausted mentally and physically. After entering Cao Chuang's tent, he became confused.

However, he didn't sleep well. The things that happened during the day were still stimulating his brain, causing the scenes in Zhao Wen's dreams to change in various ways.

One second, Zhao Wen was pointing at the city on top of the city, and the next second, the surrounding area became a sea of ​​blood. Many people Zhao Wen knew, or did not know, were floating and struggling in the sea of ​​blood, and even fought with each other. Together, everyone was covered in blood, but they still refused to give in and tried their best to kill others back into the sea of ​​blood.

But under his feet, it was no longer the city wall paved with blue bricks in Suyi, but a mountain of corpses of countless people!

Looking around, there was no one accompanying him. Even his family seemed to be writhing in the sea of ​​blood, or became part of the mountain of corpses. Flying above his head, holding up a piece of sky in the sea of ​​blood, was a flag of the Hongnong Yang family. However, suddenly, the flag collapsed, dimmed, and then floated towards the endless blood. In the middle of the sea...

The person who destroyed this flag was a young general. He was wearing scale armor and stood tall and proud. He seemed to be standing on a mountain of corpses. Every piece of armor seemed to be shining with cold light. He had a tall figure and a handsome face. , the faint frosty color on the face did not reduce his demeanor, but added a bit more majesty, like a sharp long knife, dazzling, eye-catching, standing, pointing straight into the sky.

who is he?

Immediately, a name jumped out in Zhao Wen's heart, Fei Qian!

Fei Qian, the general who conquered the West!

Zhao Wen wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't shout at all. Even when he wanted to struggle, he suddenly found that the sea of ​​blood had covered the instep of his feet at some point, and in the thick and smelly sea of ​​blood, there was no way. I don't know how many hands stretched out to grab it firmly and drag it desperately into the endless darkness...

Then, Zhao Wen screamed and woke up.

All around was darkness.

Zhao Wen subconsciously touched his forehead, but felt the cold sweat on his hand. He shivered when the cold wind at night blew.

In order not to attract the attention of Fei Qian's pursuers, Zhao Wen's guards did not dare to continue lighting bonfires to keep out the cold. They just reluctantly lit a fire in the middle of the leeward area. By this time, it had already been extinguished, and even the ashes were gone. It was freezing cold.

Although the snow has stopped, the felt cloth used to protect the head from the wind and snow has absorbed moisture and accumulated some snowflakes. It is so heavy that it is almost touching the ground. It is for this reason that The air was getting more and more polluted. If Zhao Wen couldn't wake up, he might have died of suffocation slowly.

The remaining guards of Zhao Wen squeezed together with all their strength, surrounding Zhao Wen in the middle, using each other's body heat to resist the severe cold in the dark night, and the temperature in the snowy night would drop to zero degrees, so like this Behavior can only be better than nothing, and cannot bring any actual effect...

Maybe a little.

"Get up! Get up! You can't sleep anymore, you will die if you continue to sleep! Light the fire, light it again quickly!"

When Zhao Wen shouted tremblingly, asking people to get up again, and lighting the fire for heating, he discovered that the few guards on the outermost perimeter were still sitting or lying motionless, already in this dark night, quietly , with a strange smile on his face, died.

Perhaps it was the few corpses that were as cold as rocks that blocked the biting cold wind blowing from the side, so that the people who seemed to be cowering behind were not exposed to the cold and vicious hands of death.

In this situation, Zhao Wen looked at the dozen or so people around him and was so sad that he almost shed tears.

It's over. On such a snowy night, any soldier who has not found a shelter from the wind and is running for his life in the wild will inevitably have the only fate of death.

The number of people who died in Suyi yesterday may have been only four or five hundred, at most no more than one-tenth of Zhao Wen's original number of soldiers. However, this pursuit and the snowy night were able to kill these soldiers who escaped from Suyi. Directly obliterate nine out of ten...

"See if there are any injured horses, kill them..." Zhao Wen said shivering, cold and hungry, "I can't care about that much anymore! If we don't find some food now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to reach Chang'an!"

Although the war horse is the second life of the cavalry, when the first life is threatened, there is not much to care about.

The soldiers took the order, and soon the whine of the war horses could be heard outside.

Zhao Wen also got some warm horse blood and drank it. Although the stench was terrible, his spirits were slightly better and he could speak at a normal speed: "Move faster. After eating, we will leave immediately. As soon as possible." Only when we rush to Chang'an can we be considered safe..."

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In the snowy night, a team of powerful scouts was cruising.

Compared to Zhao Wen's soldiers, who were in a state of embarrassment, with the blessing of blankets and sweaters, these soldiers from the north who were accustomed to the bitter cold were obviously more adaptable to the cold in winter than the soldiers in Chang'an Pass.

However, people can endure it, but war horses cannot endure it. Every time they move for a period of time, they have to find a sheltered place, wipe the sweat from the war horse's body, and remove the blood and cement water stained on the fur of its legs and feet to prevent the war horse from getting sick. In fact, More trouble than people.

This team of scouts was originally supposed to go back, but Hei Laodao was still not satisfied. I don’t know if it was because he ran out of luck. Since the last time they caught some scout messengers, they haven’t caught them yet. What a benefit, this made him somewhat embarrassed after boasting so much in front of his newly married wife.

Anyone who claims to be a man will fight outside, even if he bleeds and sheds tears, he may still have to make a scene in front of his mother-in-law, so Hei Laodao went a little further, hoping to gain some more benefits... …

"Team leader! The smell of meat! I smell the smell of meat!"

"You harpy, you are probably dizzy from hunger. Where did you come from now..." Hei Laodao was a little unhappy because he failed to achieve the goal he expected. He was cursing when he suddenly stopped and then He lowered his voice and said hastily, "You have a good nose like a bitch, does it really smell like meat?"

The soldier, who was called "dog day", stretched his neck, looked carefully in the air, and then said: "It really smells like meat!"

Hei Laodao's eyes suddenly erupted with an unknown light, and he shouted in a low voice: "Ha! The smell of meat! What does it mean to know?!"

"Head level!"

"My family's land tax!"

Hei Laodao scolded him unceremoniously: "Who the hell are you?! Come on, follow the taste and touch it! Maybe there will be stuttering!"

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Didn't Fei Qian say in front of the army that he wanted to enjoy the snow at the top of the city?

Although it is just a light-hearted rhetoric to boost morale, since it is said, it must be done in some way. What's more, the city of Suyi was also in a mess, and the corpses inside and outside the city also needed to be dealt with. Therefore, it was destined to be a sleepless night, so they simply put a curtain on the top of the city, and then warmed the brazier and Have a drink and watch a romantic and snowy night in the Han Dynasty...

However, as the snowy night was about to pass and dawn was approaching, Fei Qian unexpectedly received a gift.

A head.

"This is really Zhao Zirou..."

Fei Qian looked at the head placed in front of him, somewhat surprised.

Because the head was really dirty when it was delivered, so when it came to Fei Qian, it was specially cleaned so that some features could be seen. The hair on the head was messy, and the skin of the face had been frozen in the cold weather and lost its original color. It was just green and green, looking extremely terrifying.

In addition, he also received the seal and ribbon of Jing Zhaoyin.

If it weren't for this seal, Hei Laodao really didn't know that he had really caught a big fish, fulfilling the boast he boasted in front of his mother-in-law...

"It's done!" For such a head, Pang Tong was not afraid at all. Instead, he beamed with joy, clapped his hands and shook his head slightly proudly. It's not that Pang Tong was unruly, but he came from Jingxiang. The first time he made a plan was to mobilize so many military personnel in Guanzhong. It was also the first time.

After all, Pang Tong is only fifteen or sixteen years old now. This was still in the Han Dynasty, when teenagers were used to being the masters of the family. If in later generations, at such an age, others would be so respectful and obedient as soon as they came up. Maybe it's only possible for the sake of his father or godfather...

Jia Xu also smiled and congratulated Pang Tong. Jia Xu had to express his admiration for someone at Pang Tong's age who could have such an overall strategic concept. After all, when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he could only fool a few bandits and robbers...

On the table, in addition to Jing Zhaoyin's gold seal, there is also a ribbon under the gold seal. The cyan bottom surface is decorated with blue, white and red silk threads. Although it is slightly dirty and the jade ring used to connect it has been accidentally broken, it is still very gorgeous.

Something like this is the dream of many noble families. Whether there is an official with two thousand dan in their family is the dividing line between noble families and noble families.

Fei Qian looked at Pang Tong who seemed to be looking at Jing Zhaoyin's seal with a little curiosity, then he smiled and said jokingly: "How about it, do you want it?"

That being said, it is actually impossible to grant such a position to Pang Tong. After all, Pang Tong's age is an insurmountable obstacle.

There are people who listen to what Fei Qian says in the army, because he is more or less Fei Qian's junior brother. As long as Fei Qian is willing to listen, others can't say anything else. Being the governor of Jing Zhaoyin, the hub of the world, is not that simple.

Pang Tong obviously knew this, but he still refused to admit defeat and said: "No! My only ambition is Sanhuai! The rest, I don't care about!"

"Haha, okay! Of course that's good!"

Fei Qian said with a smile, and then let the matter go without paying any particular attention. It's like hearing that your teenage brother wants to be a national minister. Of course, it's basically encouraging, but no one will make arrangements immediately, right?

Pang Tong also laughed twice, then pointed to Zhao Wen's head and said: "The siege of Chang'an is on this person... It's just a prince, this Jing Zhaoyin..."

Fei Qian put down Jing Zhaoyin's golden seal, then thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "...it's better to take Zuo Fengyi. As for Jing Zhaoyin, let's ignore it for now...this seal ribbon, let's first Keep it..."

In fact, among Fei Qian's subordinates, Jing Zhaoyin is more suitable to manage, and Jia Xu is more suitable for the time being.

Although Xun Chen is not bad, the Xun family is too big. If it really becomes a vassal state, although there will be no problem in the short term, over time, it will easily change from the territory of Fei Qian to the Xun family. In the territory, there will be a problem of not being able to lose the tail.

Normally speaking, Jia Xu is not from Guanzhong. If he wants to gain a foothold in Guanzhong, he cannot do without Fei Qian's support, so he doesn't have to worry too much about falling out of his control. But the problem is, Jia Xu is a ghost. You know what kind of trouble will happen if you let it out...

So I can only let it go for now.

And for Fei Qian's current troops, spreading them too far apart is not a good thing. It is better to fight more slowly.

"Junhou, since we don't want to take Chang'an, just send the heads there, and the circling of the brood can be solved..." Jia Xu said from the side, "... However, another thing that needs to be considered is the movement of Hongnong. Already..."

Fei Qian nodded and said, "That's right. When I sent Qiu Gong there before, although the Hongnong Yang family didn't say anything openly, the people under it were in trouble in many ways, and as a result, they were not even allowed to meet... This time it happened again Taking Tongguan, haha, I'm afraid the Yang family won't let it go..."

Pang Tong said: "Tongguan Pass is dangerous. Unless Yang Gong wants to consume all his soldiers, he will not attack easily... On the other hand, the front line east of Hedong needs more attention. Although there is Zhang Xiaowei stationed in Shaanxi and Tianjin, the personnel are a bit thin after all... "

Jia Xu said: "What Shi Yuan said is reasonable, but one thing needs to be considered. What Yang Gong relies on is not only Hongnong's military strength, but also His Majesty..."

Fei Qian listened, nodded, then thought for a while, and suddenly laughed, because he thought of some things in history, which seemed to be useful...