That guy also looked tired. He used to peek at her like this, whether it was in the wetland of the Academy, in the House of Red Sleeves, or in the North of Yan Kingdom. He always glanced at her chest, waist, buttocks, and legs. He thought she didn't know, but she knew everything. She was just too shy to say it.
Of course, Situ Yilan thought of Ning Que. She didn't suddenly recall her youth when she was in a desperate situation. She just wanted to gain some strength from it. The veterans in the camp were very similar to Ning Que. They were all unimaginably tough and could do things that most people couldn't imagine.
But what made her sad was that deep in the indifferent expressions of those old soldiers, there was still unwillingness. Especially when they saw the warhorses led by her bodyguards, the envy and unhappiness in their eyes could be clearly seen.
Yes, it was still the same question.
Situ Yilan lowered her head and thought about why the imperial court agreed to cede Xiangwan Plain to the Golden Tribe Royal Court when they negotiated with the West-Hill Divine Palace. Why did they agree to compensate the Golden Tribe and the Yan Kingdom with warhorses? Yes, the situation was really serious at that time. But didn't the imperial court know that if they agreed to the conditions, they would be committing suicide?
That black noose had been falling slowly in the air for several years. Now it finally fell on the grassland, in front of every soldier of the Northern Battlefront Army.
Even the people of Chang 'an knew it, so did the ministers in the imperial court. Prince Li Peiyan even hanged himself because of it. Situ Yilan knew it was the Academy's decision.
More precisely, it was Ning Que's decision.
Why did the Academy agree?
Situ Yilan walked to the tent and looked at the man and the woman by the table. She felt a bit weird. She was a student of the Academy, and these two could really represent the Academy. Thinking of her previous dissatisfaction, she didn't know what to say.
Mu You's favorite light yellow dress had long been replaced by practical cotton-padded clothes. Sixth Brother was still naked from the waist up like he did at the back of the mountain of the Academy, wearing only a leather jacket.
Situ Yilan could not say anything bad to the two Academy teachers, because these days, they were supposed to be sitting on the clouds like immortals, but they were living and fighting like ordinary soldiers.
The situation of the war had changed. Cultivators had been assassinating the enemy's generals all the time. If Mu You had not organized the Array Tactical Masters to set up several exquisite arrays in the camp, and if Mr. Six had not waved his hammer, many Tang generals would have been assassinated by the Golden Tribe Royal Court at all costs. As for Mr. Six's sleepless nights repairing the weapons of the Tang army, it was not worth mentioning.
Situ Yilan found that one person was missing and asked, "Where did Mr. Fourth go?"
Mr. Fourth of the Academy, Fan Yue, was now the brains of the vanguard of the Northern Battlefront Army. General Hua Ying trusted him very much. He was the one who planned everything.
Mu You took out a towel from the basin and wrung it dry. Then she walked to her and wiped the dust off her face. She said with pity, "I don't care where he went … You are such a beautiful girl. Even if you can't dress up, you should at least make yourself clean."
Situ Yilan was not in the mood to care about her own appearance. She smiled bitterly. When she thought of the battle array of the Golden Tribe Royal Court on the meadow, she became serious again. She asked Mu You in a low voice, "When will Mr. Third take action? When will the Enlightenment Doctrine and the Desolate Man arrive? "
The current situation was extremely favorable to the Northern Battlefront Army. She could not think of any change. However, General Xu Chi was still calm. She naturally thought that the Academy must have arranged many powerful fighters.
Mu You had been setting up arrays for many days and nights. She looked exhausted. Hearing Situ Yilan's words, she said after a moment of silence, "I don't know where Senior Sister is either."
Hearing this, Situ Yilan was disappointed and confused.
"According to the original plan, she should have conquered the Eastern Wilderness in early spring and come here … She should have taken action. Maybe it is not the right time yet. There must be a reason."
Mu You put her arms around her and sat down. She asked her to finish her breakfast and comforted her.
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Everything that went against common sense must have its own reasons. For the army, common sense was the objective judgment of victory and the subsequent calm response.
Hua Ying stood outside the tent. He looked at the bloody morning glow and the countless tents of the Golden Tribe Royal Court in the distance. He always felt that the general's response was unreasonable. What was the reason?
A staff officer handed him a pair of binoculars.
He took the binoculars and looked in the direction of the Golden Tribe Royal Court. Then he looked to the east, dozens of miles away. He observed in silence for a long time.
The binoculars were made by the Academy and brought to the frontline by Mr. Sixth. Now almost all the important generals in the Northern Battlefront Army had one. Once they used it, they would treat it like a treasure and would never let it go.
Hua Ying sighed. With the help of the Academy, he could clearly see the movements of the Golden Tribe Royal Court. But the enemy did not notice it at all. If it were in the past, the Northern Battlefront Army would definitely win the war.
Especially now, Chanyu had taken the risk and led his entire tribe to attack the south. He wanted to fight a war that could destroy the country. He did not care about the retreat at all. His troop formation was unparalleled. But in the eyes of the experienced Tang generals, it was also full of loopholes. As long as they could send out a strong cavalry, they could definitely make the enemy suffer.
"If … give me ten thousand … no, even eight thousand."
Hua Ying put down the binoculars and looked to the north. He said in a trembling voice, "Give me eight thousand good horses, and I can defend Guhe. I can even drive them to the north of the City of Wei."
Chanyu's choice was too confident. In Hua Ying's eyes, it was a great opportunity. That was why his voice was trembling. It was an unbearable pain to lose such an opportunity.
Xu Chi firmly believed that the Northern Battlefront Army could defeat the cavalry of the Golden Tribe Royal Court in the field. Hua Ying was confused. He would not question the military order, but he painfully wished that he could have ten thousand more horses.
But that would not happen.
Even if Haotian came back to the human world, there was no way he could make ten thousand well-trained horses for the Tang in such a short period of time.
The Golden Tribe Royal Court dared to attack the south. Chanyu was so confident and even arrogant in his troop formation. He was not afraid of the final battle in the field tomorrow. Wasn't it because he knew that the Tang had no horses?
Many soldiers of the Tang army imagined that the imperial court had secretly raised a lot of horses to give the enemy the heaviest and most unexpected blow in the final battle. But that was just a fantasy. Chanyu would not think so.
Raising horses required a lot of fodder, stables, manpower, and resources. It was impossible for such a large number of war horses to be secretly raised in the provinces of the Tang Empire. How could they hide from the omnipresent eyes of Taoism? Even if they could, what was the use of those untrained horses that had never been on the battlefield?
Horses, warhorses, warhorses that had been on the battlefield for a long time.
Situ Yilan was thinking, the cavalrymen were thinking, Hua Ying was thinking, and everyone was thinking. They were all desperately and angrily screaming in their hearts. Why did they not have horses?
They did not need warhorses that had been on the battlefield for a long time. Even an ordinary horse would do. As long as it could move the cavalrymen, it did not matter if it was a handsome stallion, a graceful mare, a naughty colt, a Hetao horse, a river pony, or a grassland horse. Any horse would do! As long as it was a horse!
Because without horses, the Tang Empire would not survive.
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In the Northern Battlefront Army, only General Xu Chi still had the last bit of confidence.
Yu Lian did not show up in the grassland. The national master and the dozen high priests of the Golden Tribe Royal Court did not come to the front. They were in the rear, heavily protected by the grassland cavalrymen.
Xu Chi's confidence did not come from Yu Lian or the World Wayfarer of the Devil's Doctrine, Tang. He had already received information from Helan City that the Desolate Man's tribe in the Eastern Wilderness was pinned down by the cavalrymen of the Divine Halls from the Yan Kingdom. They could not come to help in a short time.
This was, of course, very bad news. Fortunately, he received another piece of news from the Academy dozens of days ago, which brought him the long-awaited spring breeze.
Countless wagons had already left the town where the Northern Military Camp was located. They were transported to the back of Guhe and hidden in the supply camp of the main force of the Northern Battlefront Army. To keep it a secret, even Hua Ying did not know about it.
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The dawn had not come yet, and the moon had already fallen asleep. The sky was turning white in the east, and there were still some dim stars in the west. The people on the grassland had already woken up. In the countless tents of the Golden Tribe Royal Court, children's laughter and women's worried whispers could be heard everywhere. Of course, most of the noise was the sound of scimitars and leather armors, the restless neighing of warhorses, and the crackling of hay.
According to the tradition of the grassland cavalrymen, no one dared to bring their families with them. But this time, the Golden Tribe Royal Court was invading the south, and all the men brought their wives, children, and slaves. Chanyu and the nobles were glad that they had made a lot of preparations in advance, so they did not become a burden to the warriors, but became the best motivation for them to fight the Tangs bravely.
The warriors of the Golden Tribe had already lined up. They looked solemn and determined. The cavalrymen of different tribes were also putting on their leather armors and preparing their weapons with the help of their slaves or family members.
It was the darkest time before dawn, but the cavalrymen of the Golden Tribe did not want to take advantage of the darkness to attack the Tang army in the south, because the darkness was unfair to everyone. The cavalrymen were too fast, so they needed a good vision. Now that the Golden Tribe had the absolute advantage, they would not take such a risk.
The reason why they started to line up so early was because of the need of the war, and also because of the fighting experience imprinted in the blood of all the grassland cavalrymen. Today would be a long and arduous battle. Humans could persevere with their spiritual will, but the warhorses could not. Therefore, before entering the battlefield, they had to feed the warhorses well, with the best fodder and even some expensive grains and beans, with enough water and salt.
All of these preparations had to be completed four hours before the battle officially began. Four hours later, the cavalry of the Golden Tribe would sweep over and devour everything in sight.
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(There are some problems with the schedule these two days, so it is very likely that the update will not be completed tomorrow. If not, I will report to you, and everything will be back to normal the day after tomorrow.)
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