Chapter 1489 Chapter 794

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind blew and the sky was overcast in the morning. Tens of thousands of troops approached the city of Wenxi in front of them with a silver-white flag.

With the sound of tidy footsteps and the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground, the ground trembled slightly, and the smoke and dust rolled up, like a large continuous dark cloud slamming down in the rumbling thunder. It's getting closer and closer to the city wall and city gate...

"Da da da……"

The heartbeats of the soldiers found the same rhythm and rhythm with the rumble of footsteps. Each soldier looked at the front with a cold face, and the chilling air released from his body became more and more with the step by step. The thicker it gets, as if the tens of thousands of gleaming blades have already been unsheathed, just waiting for the commander's command to attack the city, these knives will be unsheathed, pointing directly at the enemy's head, sacrificing the flag with blood...

"rumble……"

Suddenly, a heavy noise came from the front, and it became clearer and clearer. The soldiers behind the phalanx didn't know what was going on. However, the soldiers who were in the vanguard had seen it at a glance.

Ahead, about two hundred feet away, the city gate of Wenxi City was slowly opened from the inside with a heavy and rough sound...

When the two armies were fighting, the gates were opened to go out of the city to fight the other side, but the strange thing was that the enemy didn't even sound the trumpet or the sound of the war drum.

The front was silent at first, and then, thousands of Xiye soldiers in armor poured out of the city like a flood, well-trained and formed a huge phalanx in front of the city gate. The team was neat and solemn, facing directly. Tens of thousands of troops came towards the city gate.

At this time, the silver-white flag embroidered with the word "official" had already reached a hundred feet away, and then as the tens of thousands of southern border troops suddenly stopped, the soldiers did not move like a mountain.

This seems to be a signal. In the next moment, the square at the gate of the city has moved——

First, a middle-aged soldier in bronze armor who stood at the front dropped the scabbard in his hand, and the other soldiers of the West Night Army behind him also released their weapons.

"Clap clap clap..."

Those scabbards, spears, bows and arrows, shields... all the weapons fell to the ground like rain, all kinds of sounds came and went, and the humming metal sound echoed for a while.

Afterwards, these thousands of soldiers were all short, and all the West Night people, including the leading middle-aged soldier, knelt on the ground, and prostrate their faces on the ground humbly.

There was silence all around.

This scene was so spectacular, as if a hammer had hit the heart so hard that even those who saw it could not make a sound.

After that, the radius of several hundred meters was completely silent, as if even the wind had stopped at this moment.

From the beginning to the end, these Xiye people from Wenxi City didn't say a word, but silently showed their attitude with their actions.

Therefore, from the moment the city gate was opened, there was no trumpet or war drums.

These Western Night People surrendered without a fight!

All the soldiers of the Southern Border Army understood this, and felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

The two sides faced each other silently in the morning light. At this moment, time seemed to stand still...

Until bursts of loud eagle cries sounded from above, and two eagles, one gray and one white, hovered in the air, playing, they didn't seem to know what was going on below, and they had a great time.

After a short while, the formation of the Southern Border Army automatically separated, and a baby-faced young man walked out of it. He rode his horse towards the Xiyeren phalanx and stopped a few dozen meters away.

The baby-faced youth looked down from the tall horse and looked down at the middle-aged soldiers who were crawling at the front of the phalanx, and asked loudly, "Who are you?!"

The middle-aged soldier finally raised his head, only to see his square red face, with a little yellow sand on his forehead and forehead, making the original majestic face look a little embarrassed.

The middle-aged soldier answered in a high voice: "My lord, I am Menkor, the patriarch of the Xiyemengu clan, and I have heard about the illustrious name of the major general since more than ten years ago. Years later, I will be fortunate enough to meet Major General Guan here in Wenxi City, and I, Menkel, would like to lead the soldiers and people of the whole city to surrender to Major General Guan."

The middle-aged soldier said Guan Shao Jiang was referring to Guan Yubai, of course.

As the man's words sounded, two people and two horses came out from the rear. Walking in front was a vigorous white horse. On the white horse was a gentleman in a moon-white cloak. Cold soldiers, elegant and smiling, he looks so abrupt and eye-catching, as if standing out from the crowd, and unconsciously attracts everyone's attention, including that Men Cole.

Menkor's pupils shrank, and his eyes were scorchingly staring at the gentleman Sven on the white horse, without blinking, his eyes were so fiery, as if he already knew the identity of the other party.

Bai Cema, the official language, came to Fu Yunhe's side, looked at Mencor and said, "You said you want to surrender and dedicate the city to our army?"

"Young General Officer... No, Lord Marquis." Menkel thought of something, and hurriedly changed his words, "I have heard for a long time that Lord Marquis is not only brave and good at fighting, but also righteous and benevolent. In order to satisfy his ambitions, he kept recruiting men and food from our clan, so that our clan has withered away. "

Saying that, Mencor's face was full of righteous indignation, but also showed a hint of helpless desolation, and once again bowed respectfully on the ground, "Master, my family would like to sincerely dedicate the city."

After the words fell, the surroundings fell silent again, and suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew across the sky, blowing up the yellow sand and dead branches and leaves, making a rustling sound.

Guan Yubai glanced at the thousands of Xiye people who were crawling, and said slowly: "The descendants will not be killed."

The originally tense atmosphere in the vicinity seemed to suddenly loosen with the falling of these four words, and that Menker raised his head again happily, and said loudly: "Thank you, Marquis!"

Immediately afterwards, thousands of Xiye soldiers behind him also shouted in unison, "Thank you, Marquis!"

Thousands of shouts overlapped and rushed straight into the sky. It seemed that even the dark clouds in the sky dissipated a little, and the golden dawn sprinkled through the clouds...

Guan Yu looked at Menkor with a smile, and said slowly: "Patriarch Menkor, next, our army will take over the defense of Wenxi City."

"That's natural!" Menkor agreed without any objection, "All the soldiers in my city fully cooperate with the instructions of the Marquis."

Next, there was a commotion near the city gate. The soldiers of the Southern Border Army split up, some were responsible for disarming, some were responsible for taking over the city defense, and some were divided into several teams and began to survey and patrol around the city...

Guan Yubai, Fu Yunhe, and the others who had finished explaining the trivial matters were welcomed into the patriarch's mansion in the center of the city by the man Kerr, and they were honored as guests.

When everyone sat down in the main hall, Menkel hurriedly ordered the servants to serve tea, and the aroma of tea soon filled the huge hall.

Menker said attentively: "Master, we Xiye people love tea. This is the best Fu tea I have in Xiye. The older it gets, the more fragrant it gets. Although it is not as good as Longjing and Biluochun in the Central Plains, it still has its unique mellow fragrance. Let the two try."

The red and bright tea soup has no trace of impurities, exuding an elegant and mellow fragrance.

Guan Yu took a sip of the hot tea and praised it: "Good tea, thick but not greasy, with a sweet aftertaste."

"Master Hou really understands tea..."

Seeing that the official language is good for tea, Menkel talked to him about tea in detail. For a while, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to become a lot more harmonious with the tea fragrance...

A moment later, after Guan Yubai put down the tea cup, he changed the subject and said to Mencor, "Patriarch Mencor, can I use the map of the patriarch?"

The official language is polite, but in fact, there is no room for Mencor to refuse. Since Mencor has surrendered, it is natural to hand over the map.

"Also please wait a moment, Lord Hou." Menkor readily agreed, and immediately ordered someone to fetch a map and lay it out on the major case in the main hall.

The three people in the hall stood around the map, Guan Yubai quickly glanced at the map, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and praised: "Patriarch Mencor, your map is more marked on the surrounding area than it is. What the prince got from the southern border is much more detailed."

Menker smiled and said: "Master, that's natural. My Mengu people have been stationed in this area for hundreds of years. This Xizhong Basin is our family's home. It is more detailed than the maps drawn by other tribes. This is also the hard work of our Mengu clan for hundreds of years!"

Guan Yubai's eyes were still lingering on the map, and he said: "Patriarch Mencor, this Marquis is here for the first time, and he knows very little about Wenxi City and the surrounding area. Please tell the Patriarch to this Marquis!"

"Your Majesty, you're welcome." Mencor hurriedly responded, and then, the index finger of his right hand first landed on Wenxi City on the map, and then slowly drew a circle from west to east, "Look, Lord Marquis. , Wenxi City is located at the entrance to the west of the West-Central Basin. The West-Central Basin has continuous mountains on all sides, the North is the Daye Mountain, the West is the extremely high Wuping Plateau and the Ningwan Mountain, and the South has the Wushan Mountain and the Xiangshan Mountain. Linshan, in the east are Qinshan and Jiashan, which can be said to be dangerous on all sides, and only a handful of roads can pass through. Therefore, as long as these passes are guarded, it is extremely difficult for the enemy to capture this area. Therefore, hundreds of Only in the past few years have my family of Gu family been able to live and work in peace and contentment here..."

Until more than 40 years ago, the deceased old king of Xi Rong broke the situation of the Xiye group of heroes and unified the twelve Xiye tribes!

Although Menkel didn't speak out about this sentence, Guan Yubai and Fu Yunhe in the hall were well aware of it.

After a pause, Mencor continued: "For the West-Central Basin, the biggest threat still comes from the east and the north." It was from the north that the old West Night King defeated this area.

Guan Yubai and Fu Yunhe's eyes continued to move upward, and finally stopped at Zhongling City above the Xizhong Basin. Once they broke through this Zhongling City, Xiye would be half occupied.

Guan Yubai pondered for a moment and asked, "Which roads are there in the east and north?"

Menkor pointed to the river between "Qinshan" and "Qinshan" marked on the map, and said: "The east is a waterway. This Dajin River is fast and dangerous. Down the southeast of the river is Xu. Several cities occupied by the Tang clan..."

With that said, Mencor's finger moved up a little, "However, if the army of the Marquis wants to go north to the capital, there are only two ways, one near and one far, but on this short road, there are two cities that must pass by. On the way..." He pointed to two of the cities in the north, "but fortunately, this Longmen City, Gonglai City and the surrounding cities are also clansmen of our Mengu clan. If this is the other eleven clan, I dare not speak rudely to Lord Hou today, but our Mengu people have always been of the same mind. If Lord Hou agrees, I will immediately write to them to persuade them to surrender. Please rest assured, Lord, I am also the head of the Mengu tribe for twenty people. In the past few years, I have some prestige in the clan, even if I am not 100% sure about this matter, I can say it is 80 to 90%!"

The twelve clans of Xiye are distributed all over Xiye, and each clan has its own patriarch, which is similar to the existence of the king of Dayu.

This system makes each clan more cohesive and powerful in order to stand above other clans, but it also has significant shortcomings, which makes the Western Night King lack absolute control over the cities where the other eleven clans are located. .

Mencor straightened his chest, a hint of arrogance appeared between his eyebrows, and continued: "Just, I have to ask the Marquis to wait in the city for two or three days."

"Okay, then I will wait for the good news from Patriarch Menkor." Guan Yu looked at Menkor with a smile, his dark pupils flickering.

Today's Xiye looks majestic like a towering tower, but I don't know that the higher the tower is, the more dangerous it will be. Once the King of Xiye is not enough to convince the other eleven clans, then the whole Xiye will collapse like a mess of sand... …

Mencor responded again and again, and said: "Then this map is even a small greeting to me, please accept it."

Guan Yu responded in vain, then looked at Fu Yunhe, and decisively ordered: "General Fu, immediately pass on the order of this marquis, and order the entire army to rest in the city for two days."

"Yes, Lord Hou." Fu Yunhe responded with a clasped fist, and then strode away.

Following that, Menkel also took a step back and clasped his fists at Guan Yubai: "Master Hou, then I'll retire first. I'll go to draft a letter first, and then hand it over to Master Hou."

Guan Yubai was still gentle and elegant, raised his hand and said, "Patriarch, please do it yourself."

Mencor clasped his fists again, and then left in a hurry.

Guan Yubai stood where he was, watching Menkell go away, the smile on his lips deepened on his elegant face, and a pair of warm black eyes narrowed slightly with a smile.

Suddenly, Menkelton, who was about to leave the yard, stopped, looked back, and saw that Guan Yubai had already sat down on the high-backed chair beside him, holding a tea cup in his hand, drinking tea leisurely, At first glance, this looks like a general, more like a noble son from a scholarly family.

Mencor continued to walk forward again, walking firmly, with a tall and straight back...

The sun outside is getting higher and higher, and the clouds in the sky have dissipated with the arrival of the Southern Border Army, revealing the warm sun behind the clouds.

After more than half an hour, several messengers rushed out from the North City Gate, and soon parted ways and went their separate ways...

The next afternoon, I got the news from the nearest Gonglai City first, and then Longmen City...

However, in just two days, the Southern Border Army led by Guan Yubai won two cities in a row without a single soldier. Next, as long as they leave this West-Central Basin, they will directly hit Lengcheng. .

On the first day of the new year, tens of thousands of troops from the southern border poured into Longmen City, which has wide gates. For these soldiers, although they were not able to celebrate the New Year in the southern border, their mood was even more festive than the Chinese New Year.

They are one step closer to their goal!

The soldiers of the Southern Border Army were busy, and they had to take over Longmen City as quickly as possible. On the contrary, Guan Yubai, who was at the front of the team, seemed so leisurely and indifferent.

A gust of breeze blew head-on, causing Guan Yubai, who was on the horse, to cough a few times, and even the horse under his crotch stopped.

Xiao Si frowned, just as he was about to say something, he heard a diligent male voice from behind him: "Master Hou has been working hard this way, the weather has been cold these few days, why don't you go to the garrison to rest for a while."

Menkolzema, dressed in military uniform, came to Guan Yubai's side and looked at him with concern.

Guan Yubai coughed lightly again, and the man finally slowed down a bit and said, "Then ask Patriarch Mencor to lead the way."

"Master Hou, please."

Menkel led the way in front of him almost enthusiastically, led Guan Yubai's master and servant to the garrison mansion, and asked the servants to make medicinal tea, "Master Hou, this tea can moisten the lungs and relieve cough, Master Hou, let's try it."

After drinking half a cup of tea, Guan Yubai's pale complexion turned a little bloody, and he no longer coughed.

Seeing this, Menkor observed his words and said, "Master Hou, this place is not far from Zhongling City. Since Master Hou is unwell, it is better to rest here for a few days. With Master Hou's wisdom, I want to It's easy to capture that Zhongling City..." As he spoke, he looked at Guan Yubai with admiration and continued, "In my opinion, even entering the capital is just around the corner."

Guan Yubai's knuckles tapped a few times on the table next to him, and said lightly, "It's not difficult to capture Zhongling City..."

Zhongling City is almost the most important protective wall for Xiye Capital City. It is conceivable that at this critical moment of survival, even if the West Night King demolishes the east wall to make up for the west wall, he will also protect the west from the other. The frontier and the city's deployment of troops, this battle in Zhongling City is by no means easy.

However, when this sentence was said in the official language, no one would question it.

The Southern Border Army under Guan Yubai has long been convinced by his ingenuity, tactics, and style, and Xiye people... who knows Guanyubai's horror and Guanyubai's words better than Xiye people? Must do.

Menkor looked at Guan Yubai, his eyes were deep, and he suddenly sighed softly, and said, "Master Hou, it's just that I heard that Xiao Yi, the prince of Zhennan, is arrogant and publicized. I'm afraid it's..." He hesitated for a while, but he finished speaking, but his voice was lowered a little, "The power is high!"

As the saying goes: "The world is as black as a crow". Throughout the ages, there have been several Shangguans and even monarchs who can accommodate subordinates who are more heroic and invincible than themselves, and even more popular!

Menkor continued: "Master Hou, I admire Master Hou's talents with all my heart, so I rashly say more. Master Hou, I should plan more for myself as soon as possible. In fact, I heard that Xiao Shizi met a few days ago. My king... I mean the envoy sent by Gao Miho."

Gao Miyue is the name of the King of the West Night.

"It is estimated that Gao Miho has the intention of repairing the Zhennan Wangfu. Lord Hou, if the son of Xiao and Gao Mihao succeed in negotiating a peace, then you will try your best to fight for the bloody battlefield of Zhennan Wangfu, isn't it a waste of effort and futile effort? ?! Hey, I really don't deserve you for Lord Hou!"

Guan Yubai frowned slightly, but his eyes narrowed, and he said slowly: "You said just now that Shizi Xiao met the envoy of King Xiye?"

Menkor nodded hurriedly: "Yes, if the Marquis doesn't believe it, just send someone to the southeast to investigate. As far as I know, Xiao Shizi met the envoy in Kerry City."

As he said that, Mencor showed righteous indignation, and said with a serious face: "Master Hou, there is an old saying in the middle of you: 'You are not benevolent, I am not righteous', and it is not that you have different intentions, Lord Hou, but that Xiao Shizi first betrayed his trust. ...Originally, with the character and intelligence of the Marquis, it is rare for him to be unique in a hundred years, and he should not be inferior to others! Now the Marquis is faced with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if it is self-proclaimed king, why not?! Marquis, with your splendid reputation in Xiye, I don’t believe that any other clan would dare to oppose you?!”

Mencor spoke with passion and impassion, as if he had seen Guan Yubai ascend to the throne.

Guan Yubai lowered his eyes and said nothing, his eyes seemed to be looking at the tea cup by his hand that was no longer steaming.

"Master Hou, 'people take the tea to cool, remove the grind and kill the donkey', you have to make an early decision on the spot!"