"There's movement from the Helan Mountains?!" Hu Bugui was the first to react. After a moment of thought, he said, "General, do you mean that Advisor Xu, in order to cooperate with our surprise attack on Kizil, is purposely attacking the Hu at the Helan Mountains, forcing the Turks to send more troops to the front?! If that's the case, these one hundred thousand people are not coming for us?! "
Gao Qiu exclaimed in surprise. "If these one hundred thousand people are here to reinforce the Helan Mountains, won't Kizil be an empty city once they leave? This is great news! "
Lin Wanrong laughed. "Since we want to speculate on the bright side, then let's make a bold guess. Ever since we burned Bayanhaote, the Turks have been attacking the Helan Mountains for a long time without success, and because of the lack of supplies, they had to retreat to the grasslands. This is why Lu Dongzan has the time to come to Yiwu to meet me! Miss Xu is well aware of our goal. Since the Hu have retreated, I think she will think of a way to attract their attention and reduce the pressure on us. Perhaps, she is at the edge of the grasslands and desert, confronting the Hu! The first wave of attack did not take down the Helan Mountains, so the Turks had to send more troops to the front. From the timing, the appearance of these one hundred thousand people coincides with this conjecture. "
It seemed to make sense. Everyone nodded inwardly and listened to him continue.
"More importantly, Bayanhaote has been burned to the point where not a single grain of food can be found, and the two hundred thousand or so Hu that have retreated need a large amount of supplies. From Bayanhaote to Yiwu, we did not find any of the Hu's food supply stations. From this, it can be seen that their supplies must have been transported from the depths of the Alashan grasslands, and this coincides with the mountain of rations outside Kizil City.
"Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the Turks really did notice our goal, given Lu Dongzan's intelligence, there's no need for him to gather one hundred thousand soldiers outside Kyzil City. Isn't this just asking us to flee? The best way is to hide his forces and set up an ambush. He's waiting for us to die! Why does he have to pull the bow?! "
Everyone listened to his analysis, puzzled at first, then enlightened. They felt that the possibility was very high.
"Of course, this is just my wishful thinking. As for the truth, I don't know. Only the Hu themselves know! "Lin Wanrong sighed and his expression became serious." The road ahead is dangerous. Everyone must be extremely vigilant. Although they could not advance rashly, they could not cower before the battle and scare themselves. Regardless of the intentions of these one hundred thousand Turks, we have no path of retreat. Since they were already here, they had to give the Hu a ruthless blow. Otherwise, not only would they be letting down the brothers who had fought bravely at the foot of Mount Helan, they would also be letting down their two legs! Do you remember?! "
"Understood!" Everyone's faces turned red. They roared in unison. Just as Lin Wanrong had said, this was a path of no return that led to certain death, and it didn't allow them to hesitate at all. There was only one path before them — advance and kill their way into the Turkic royal court!
He discussed with everyone for a while. The hundred thousand Hu soldiers in Kizil is an unchangeable fact. The safest course of action at present is to deal with the ten thousand changes by remaining unchanged. The route of the army's advance did not change. At the same time, they expanded the reconnaissance range of the scouts. They kept an eye on the movements of the Hu to see what they were up to.
When the meeting was over, it was already the second watch period. A crescent moon hung high in the clear night sky, casting its faint moonlight on the grass on the ground. It was quiet and cold, bringing with it a slight chill. As far as the eye could see, the grassland was filled with soldiers lying on the ground, snoring lightly. They had long entered the sweet land of dreams. A faint smile hung on the corners of their mouths, and it was unknown whether they were dreaming of their parents, wives, and children. Although Kizil was right in front of them, how many of these brothers could make it back alive?
"Fine grape wine in the luminous cup, eager to drink, urged by the pipa on horseback. Drunk on the battlefield, how many have returned from the war since ancient times? " Standing on the quiet hill, looking at the young faces of his subordinates, Lin Wanrong breathed a long sigh. His heart was filled with an indescribable heaviness.
"What's the matter?!" A gentle and beautiful voice rang softly in his ear as the soft jade clenched his hand.
He turned slightly. Under the moonlight, Ning Yuxi's lips were red, and her face was as fair as jade. She had a pair of eyes that were as gentle as water as she looked at him quietly. As she stood there gracefully, the silvery moonlight shone on her unparalleled face, making it glow faintly. Her dress fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy who had descended from the moon palace, holy and elegant, untainted by the mortal world.
Lin Wanrong stared at her in a daze. After a long while, he held her hands and murmured, "Sister. You are so beautiful! "
Fairy Ning smiled tenderly. She raised her hand and gently brushed away the few strands of hay on his collar. "Beauty and ugliness are just skins given by the heavens. They are not brought to life, and they are not taken away by death. You're the only one who cares about these things. "
Fairy Ning was indeed very indifferent! Lin Wanrong giggled and waved her hand carelessly, "Appreciating beauty is the nature of the world. A common person like me enjoys it even more. Do you expect me to be indifferent when facing a fairy like you, sister? Forgive me for being blunt, sister, but your request is too harsh!"
Ning Yuxi blushed. She lowered her head and said angrily, "Who is demanding? I can't win against you. You can look at me if you want, but I have lost my cultivation long ago, and you can still bully me! "
It was as if a layer of rouge had been applied to the fairy's cheeks, and a faint captivating redness appeared on her cheeks. That shy and angry look was enough to make one's soul soar to the bone. Lin Wanrong was enchanted by her beauty. He held her hand and sighed softly. "Thank you, Fairy Ning, for accompanying me all the way. Otherwise, how could I continue on this path of life and death?!"
What he said was true. From Xingqing Prefecture to Mount Helan, from Bayanhaote to Kebudo, he had experienced countless dangers. He had personally experienced death several times. If Sister An and Fairy Ning did not secretly protect him, he would have died many times.
Seeing his dispirited look and thinking of his previous sigh, Ning Yuxi's little hand tightened. She said softly, "Little thief, are you homesick?"
"A little!" Lin Wanrong nodded, lowered his head and sighed. Fairy Ning was quiet and elegant. She was indifferent to everything. Lin Wanrong would only be so honest in front of her.
She thought of the first time she met him and wanted to take his life. This little thief was so tough and tough. He casually threw his gun and bee stings without taking her seriously. How could she know that he would be so lonely and helpless!
Thinking of the past, Ning Yuxi's heart was filled with tenderness. Her eyes were as gentle as water. She gently smoothed his messy hair. She said softly, "Don't worry. With Yuxi by your side, even if there were thousands of soldiers and horses, they would not be able to hurt you. When the war is over, I will accompany you back and let you live a happy life. "
Lin Wanrong shook his head slightly and smiled gratefully, "I think of happy days every day. But I am not worried for myself. "
"Then for who?!" Ning Yuxi was puzzled.
His gaze swept across the countless young and determined faces on the grass. They were quiet and peaceful in their dreams. Lin Wanrong sighed softly, "For these brothers who have been through life and death! I can bring them back alive. But I don't know how many of them can go back alive?! "
Fairy Ning was speechless and sighed softly. She could save the little thief, but how could she save these five thousand soldiers?!
"Actually, I really don't want to fight!" Lin Wanrong muttered to himself. He seemed to be saying it to her, but also seemed to be saying it to himself.
She saw the empty gaze in the little thief's eyes. Fairy Ning's heart ached. She hurriedly grabbed his hand, "I know."
Lin Wanrong suddenly turned his face. Smiling, he said, "Sister, I want to sing a song. I want to sing a song. Have you ever heard me sing?! "
Why did this little thief suddenly change? The tears in Ning Yuxi's eyes had not dried up. Seeing him miraculously change into a smiling face, she could not help but be taken aback.
Before she had time to react. Lin Wanrong swung his arm and howled at the top of his lungs, "— — I want to walk from south to north, I want to walk from day to night! I want people to see me, but not know who I am — — "
The tune was indescribably strange. The voice was thick and heroic, drifting in the night sky, heading straight into the distance. Countless echoes mixed together, and there was a strange feeling of sadness that surged straight to the heart. Even when his voice dissipated, there was still a warm current reverberating in his heart.
"Hey, General Lin is singing again?!" Hu Bugui pricked up his ears to listen for a moment, then frowned, "Why does it not sound like [Eighteen Touches]? Could it be that the brothel has just released [Nineteen Touches]? "
"What ears." Old Gao curled his lips in disdain, "This is clearly [Yearning for my Lover]. This year the eight main alleys are the most popular! "
Crescent Moon, who was pretending to sleep, stood up, her eyes shining brightly. Her gaze fell on the pair of figures snuggling together on the hill. She gritted her teeth, letting out a heavy snort.
… …
From Kobdo, after traveling seventy to eighty miles, they arrived at Ubu Sunor Lake.
'Ubu Sunor', in the Turkic language, meant the tranquil lake in heaven.
Sure enough, the lake was just like its name. Before they even got close to the lake, there was a faint mist blowing over, faintly mixed with the fragrance of water plants. The lake water was so clear that the bottom could be seen, the blue waves rippling. From afar, it was like a huge and bright mirror, embedded in the Alashan grasslands.
Wu Lake was only about three hundred miles away from the King of the Hu, Tinkezil. It could be said that it was right in front of the Turks. Because he did not know the movements of the one hundred thousand Hu outside of Kizil, Lin Wanrong slowed down the pace of the army. After a leisurely day, they deliberately rushed to arrive at Ubu Sunor at dusk.
The sky was already dark. The soldiers were leisurely grazing their horses and cleaning their sabers by the lake. A great battle was imminent, but there was not the slightest tension.
Yujia seemed to be very familiar with the environment of Wu Lake. She felt as if she was at home. She swept away her previous coldness and laughed softly. She gathered all kinds of wild grass and flowers from the grass by the shore, mixing them together and bundling them into several large bunches. She would place each bundle next to her delicate nose and gently kiss it, revealing a sweet smile on her face.
When she was tired of playing, she would sit on the shore and take off her boots, revealing a pair of small feet that were as translucent as jade. She would happily kick in the clear lake water, constantly squeezing and kneading the thick layer of weeds and flowers around her, squeezing out some juice, and throwing it into the lake again and again. His expression was indescribably relaxed, carefree, and carefree.
Damn it, she is a captive, but how come she is playing more leisurely than me? Looking at the carefree girl Yujia, Lin Wanrong's eyes were full of anger, helplessness, and jealousy.
Yujia seemed to feel his gaze. She slightly turned around and looked at his dark old face. She smiled, which was indescribably charming.
Lin Wanrong was dazed. No way, she smiled at me. This was something that had not happened in a long time. Did the sun rise from the west today?!
While he was still in a daze, Yujia slightly humphed again. She turned her head and threw the flowers and flowers in her hands into the lake. Her eyes became vague, like the waves of the lake.
"Brother Hu. Do the brothers at the front have any news? "As soon as they settled down, Lin Wanrong grabbed Hu Bugui and asked anxiously. At noon, the first wave of scouts had sent back news. There were indeed hundreds of thousands of Hu cavalry gathered outside Kyzil. Rations and supplies were piled up like a small mountain. Fairy's news was accurate.
One hundred thousand Hu were guarding the road to Kyzil. Even now, they did not know what their goal was. Seeing that Kyzil was only a few feet away, Lin Wanrong's anxiety could be imagined.
Old Hu shook his head gravely. "Not yet. With the one hundred thousand Hu army on the side, our scouts could not get close at all, and we have no idea of their goal. Difficult! "
The bad thing was that they had no idea. Lin Wanrong shook his head in frustration. He did not know the goal of the Hu, had no news from Helan Mountain, and did not know if Xu Zhiqing had made a move. And if he was not careful, these five thousand China elites would be torn to pieces by the one hundred thousand Hu. At such a crucial moment, he did not have any information to judge the enemy's situation. How could he not be angry? This was the disadvantage of going deep into enemy territory alone.
"General, general." In the midst of his anxiety, Xu Zhen rushed in.
"What?" Lin Wanrong's expression changed. "Turkic cavalry? How many? Where did they come from? And where are they going?! "
Xu Zhen shook his head. "There are about a hundred of them, and their identities have not been confirmed yet. But from the condition of their horses, they have not traveled more than a day. They should be coming from the royal court of the Hu. "
The closest castle to Usubnur was the King of the Hu, Tinkezil. There was no need to ask to know where these Hu had come from. This was only a hundred cavalry, and their movements were extremely small, so it was normal that the scouts outside Kyzil did not report back.
A hundred cavalry? Heading straight for Lake Wu? Who were these people? What were they going to do? Lin Wanrong paced back and forth, his mind working rapidly.
After hearing Xu Zhen's report, Gao Qiu disdainfully curled his lips. "Isn't it just a hundred or so Hu brats?! Be nimble. Why don't we just kill them?! "
"No." Hu Bugui hurriedly shook his head. "We still do not know the intentions of these hundred Hu. If they're Turkic spies, wouldn't our movements be exposed to the Hu behind us?! "
When it came to military formations, Old Gao was indeed not cut out for it. He angrily stuck out his tongue, not daring to speak.
Lin Wanrong's eyes flashed. "No matter who it is, we don't need to be afraid of them. Brother Hu, lead the brothers and retreat twenty miles. Xu Zhen, lead a hundred brothers and stay here with me. We will find out the background of these Hu. "
"No." As soon as he finished, Hu Bugui loudly objected. "As the commander of an army, how can we take such a risk. General, please lead the troops to hide, I will lead the scouts. "
Hu Bugui's thoughts were meticulous and experienced. Once he said this, everyone nodded in agreement. Lin Wanrong smiled. "Brother Hu worries too much. A hundred against a hundred, and our army is still in the dark. If worst comes to worst, we will just kill these Turks, why take such a risk?! I have been frustrated these few days. If I do not personally find out the background of the Hu, I will not be satisfied. Besides, in this Lake Usubnol, who is better at swimming than me? I will come and go as I please. Just a hundred Turks, what can they do to me? "
He was full of confidence. Everyone wanted to persuade him, but he rejected them all. Hu Bugui had no choice but to give Xu Zhen a few reminders before leading the troops to retreat.
With Xu Zhen leading a hundred men, they hid in the grass. Time passed by, and the sky had completely darkened. A chill surged up their hearts, but the hundred Hu had not arrived.
They were getting impatient from waiting, and just as they moved their bodies a few times. He then heard the soft sound of horse hooves. This sound could not be more familiar. It was the unique sound of Turkic horses.
"They're here." Xu Zhen warned. Everyone hurriedly hid in the grass, holding their breaths.
In the twilight, there was a faint mist rising. Hundreds of black dots galloped as fast as the wind, heading straight for Lake Wu. From the posture and speed of their horses, they were undoubtedly skilled Turkic warriors. In the darkness of the night, these hundred Turks did not raise any flags, nor did they light any torches. Like an arrow, they galloped toward the lake. It was an indescribably strange sight.
The footsteps of the Turks were getting closer and closer. Lin Wanrong hurriedly shrunk his head into the grass. A gust of wind swept past, and several Turkic horses swept past like a gale. The grass and leaves that were swept up hit his face. It was painful.
Piece of sh * t! Lin Wanrong spat out the grass that had splashed into his mouth, and cursed under his breath.
Lake Usubnol was adjacent to the Turkic royal court, and these hundred-some Turks were so confident that they didn't even glance at the grass around them. It was as if they were extremely confident in their territory.
"Look. They've stopped! "Xu Zhen's light shout startled Lin Wanrong. He hurriedly looked over. The hundred Turks, who were galloping madly a moment ago, had arrived at the shore of Lake Wu. They gradually slowed down, and the few people who had led the charge had already dismounted and were leading their horses forward.
"Are they going to set up camp here?!" This thought flashed across Lin Wanrong's mind. Old Hu had several thousand brothers with him. They were only twenty li away from here, and if he was careless, he might encounter them. He began to panic. Dealing with these hundred Turks wasn't a difficult task, but he was afraid that there might be someone behind them, and that would alert the enemy. After pondering for a moment, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart.
The hundreds of Hu had all dismounted, and their tents had already been taken down. They were currently circling around Lake Wu. From the looks of it, they were choosing a location to set up their tents, and it was clear that they were going to spend the night here.
Further down the road was Cobbledo. If they were to spend the night here, could it be that they were going to head to Kobudo tomorrow morning? But this was only a short distance of a hundred li, and they would arrive in just a moment. Was there a need to set up camp here? Lin Wanrong thought for a long time, but he still couldn't understand.
The Turks paced back and forth for a long time, and finally chose a location. They began to set up their tents and start a fire. These Turks had good foresight. The location they chose was surrounded on three sides by grass, and on the other side was a clear lake. A cool breeze caressed the shore, and the blue water rippled. The scenery was not bad. The sentries that the Hu had set up were very close to the tents. It could be seen that they were relatively at ease with their surroundings, probably because two hundred li away was the natural stronghold of the Altai Mountains.
Lin Wanrong observed his surroundings, then gestured to the grass in the distance. Xu Zhen nodded his head in understanding, then waved his hand. The soldiers around him split into dozens of small groups, scattering their formation, and noiselessly burrowed into the grass. These were the elites of the elites that Hu Bugui had selected, and each of them could fight one against ten. Their movements were swift and agile. In the blink of an eye, they had reached their hiding position.
By the time Lin Wanrong burrowed into the grass, he could already hear the laughter of the Turks. He stealthily lifted his head. He was only thirty zhang away from the Hu's tent. A large fire had already been lit by the lake. A delicious roasted lamb was hanging over the fire, and the fragrance of meat wafted into his nostrils. The golden fat of the lamb dripped onto the fire, causing sparks to fly.
Several Turks were sitting by the fire, laughing and chatting. Due to the distance, not only could he not hear their words, even their faces were blurry. His intuition told him that the Turks were facing him. They weren't old, and their clothes were different from ordinary people. Their beard robes were unusually luxurious, and they seemed to be the leader.
Damn it, are these fellows here to hold a bonfire party? Unable to see or hear them, Lin Wanrong was infuriated, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"General. Why don't we go into the lake, "Xu Zhen muttered in his ear.
That's right, Lin Wanrong's eyes lit up. These Hu were chatting by the shore. Given the abilities of a tiger on the land and a white dragon in the river, dealing with them would be as easy as flipping my hand.
He glanced at Xu Zhen approvingly, and just as he was about to move, a scout suddenly came over. "General, someone else is coming!"
"What?!" Before he could even finish his exclamation, the sound of hooves could be heard. Compared to the hundred-some people from before, this group was much more sparse, and there seemed to be around ten people.
First there were a hundred, and now there were ten. Could they be here for a meeting?! Lin Wanrong muttered to himself as he hurriedly concealed himself.
The faint sound of hooves had clearly alarmed the Turks. One of the Hu whispered a few words into the ear of the young leader, and the Turk leader nodded slightly. He slowly stood up and walked toward the entrance of the camp.
The torches gradually lit up, and Lin Wanrong finally saw the face of the young Hu. He appeared to be in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. He was even taller than Lin Wanrong by half a head. His four limbs were well-built, and he seemed ready to explode at any moment. His entire being exuded a powerful aura, and he was very different from the Labudo and the other Hu that Lin Wanrong had seen before. This was a classic example of a powerful and handsome Turkic man.
This fellow was rather good-looking, and he might be able to attract quite a few Turkic ladies. Lin Wanrong snickered to himself.
This handsome Turkic man was dressed in a light yellow robe. Although his appearance was no different from that of a normal Hu, the quality of his robe was completely different. In the eyes of a lingerie expert like Lin Wanrong, he was also inwardly shocked. This was clearly top-quality Chinese silk, something that only the wealthy could afford to wear in China. Just who was this fellow?
When the handsome Turkic man was still several zhang away from the entrance of the camp, he stopped, not taking another step forward. His hand rested on the scimitar at his waist, and his eyes were like a hawk's as he coldly examined the area in front of him. That bold and cold aura was not something that a normal Hu could compare to. Turning to look at the Turkic subordinates of this man, Wang Chong saw that all of them were muscular and powerful, and the veins on their hands bulged as they gripped their scimitars. With a single glance, one could tell that they were all veterans of a hundred battles.
Alarmed, Lin Wanrong immediately put away his disdain. If he were to compare his one hundred men to this man's subordinates, it would be hard to say who would win.
In this moment of hesitation, several dozen steeds galloped over, the crisp clopping of hooves shattering the tranquility of the grassland. The handsome Turkic man only gave them a cursory glance, nodded, and then stood there, showing no intention of coming out of the camp to welcome them.
As the several dozen steeds got closer and closer, Lin Wanrong could vaguely see that these people were all dressed in Hu robes, and it was impossible to make out their faces.
When the Hu people were still several 'zhang's away from the main gate of the tent, they all stopped their horses and dismounted with a' hua la 'sound. The person at the front took a few steps forward and entered the tent. He gave a deep bow to the handsome Turkic man and loudly said something.
The voice drifted over with the wind. It was indistinct and indistinct, but the voice sounded somewhat familiar. Lin Wanrong laughed and shook his head. Damn it, do I also have acquaintances among the Turks?
Using the weak light of the torches, he scanned the crowd and was instantly dumbfounded. His mouth gaped open as if a large egg had been stuffed into it, and he could not close it.
"It's Zhao Kangning!" Xu almost jumped up in shock. Thankfully, Lin Wanrong managed to cover his mouth in time.
The one dressed in Hu robes and the first to step into the Hu camp was the Heir of King Cheng, Zhao Kangning, who had escaped many years ago! It was no wonder that Lin Wanrong did not recognize him. Zhao Kangning was dressed in Hu robes and had a few strands of beard at the corner of his lips. His face was much darker than before, and he could not be compared to the handsome and elegant Heir of King Cheng of the past. If one did not look at his eyes, he would undoubtedly be a Turk.
The former Heir of King Cheng was constantly bowing to that person, his expression incomparably respectful and pious. That handsome Turkic man only gave a slight nod in response to Zhao Kangning's deep bow. His expression was arrogant, and the disdain in his eyes was obvious.
He had not expected that this little prince would really join the Turks. This world was truly too small. A harsh light flashed through Lin Wanrong's eyes and he could not help but sneer sinisterly.
This kind of subservient slave, is he worthy of being a citizen of my China? Xu Zhen's teeth chattered in anger, and he wanted nothing more than to hack him down with his saber.
There was no need to bicker with Zhao Kangning. He was just a stray dog. What Lin Wanrong was truly concerned about was the identity of that handsome Turkic man.
Seeing Zhao Kangning follow that person into the camp, Lin Wanrong patted Xu Zhen on the shoulder. "Little Xu, follow me into the lake."
It was truly the right decision to come today! Not only would he be able to see Zhao Kangning, who had betrayed his ancestors, he might even be able to obtain something else. After finding a few skilled swimmers, they chose a shore far away from the tent and stealthily dove into the water, silently approaching the tent.
Ever since Zhao Kangning had arrived, the sentries of the Turks had become much more vigilant. On the other three sides, ten-some people were constantly patrolling. Only the side by the lake was abnormally quiet. This was also a habit of the Turks. They had grown up on horseback and almost all of them were landlubbers. Moreover, they were right under the eyes of the royal court, so who would dare to provoke them?
Lin Wanrong dove into the water and swam far away. The moment he emerged from the water, he heard Zhao Kangning's vicious howl, "You must kill Lin San!"
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