The Favoured Medical Princess

794

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind blew, the morning sky was overcast with clouds, and tens of thousands of troops approached Wenxi City ahead with a silvery white banner.

As the neat footsteps and horseshoes stepped heavily on the ground, the ground trembled slightly as it passed by, and the smoke rolled up, like a large continuous cloud of clouds slammed into the thunderous thunder, Closer and closer to that city wall and gate...

"Da da da……"

The heartbeat of the soldiers found the same rhythm and pace with the rumbling sound of walking. Every soldier looked coldly at the front, and the killing gas released from his body stepped out step by step. The thicker, as if the tens of thousands of gleaming blades have been half sheathed, just waiting for the command of the coach to siege, these blades will be sheathed outright, pointing directly at the enemy's head, with blood sacrifice flag...

"rumble……"

Suddenly, a heavy noise came from the front, and it became clearer that the soldiers behind the square did not know what had happened. However, the soldiers who played the vanguard in front had already seen it at a glance.

In front, two hundred feet away, the gate of Wenxi City was slowly opened from the inside by the heavy and rough sound...

The two armies engaged in the battle and opened the city gates naturally to get out of the city to fight each other, but the strange thing was that the enemy didn't make a horn sound, nor did it drum.

There was a silence in front, and then, thousands of soldiers in armor of the Western Night poured out from the city like a flood, trained to form a large square in front of the gate, the team was neat and straight, facing directly The tens of thousands of troops coming towards the city gate.

At that time, the silver-white flag embroidered with the word "official" had reached a hundred miles away, and then as the tens of thousands of troops of the Southern Xinjiang suddenly stopped, the soldiers did not move.

This seemed to be a signal. At the next moment, the square array at the gate of the city moved.

First, a middle-aged warrior wearing bronze armor standing at the forefront dropped the scabbard in his hand, and the other Western Night soldiers behind him also released their arms holding the weapon.

"Pappa..."

Those scabbards, spears, bows and arrows, shields...all the weapons fell rapidly on the ground like rain. Various sounds followed one after another, and the buzzing metal sound echoed for a while.

Then, these thousands of soldiers were all short, and all the Xiye people, including the leading middle-aged soldiers, kneeled down on the ground and prostrate their faces on the ground.

There was no sound around.

This scene was so spectacular that it seemed to hit him hard with a hammer, so that even the person who saw it could not make a sound.

After that, a few hundred feet of radius was silent, as if the wind had stopped at this moment.

From beginning to end, these Xiye people who came out of Wenxi City didn't say a word, but showed their attitude silently with action.

Therefore, from the moment the city gate was opened, there were no horns or drums.

These Xiye people came down without a fight!

All the generals of the Southern Xinjiang Army understand this, and they have an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

The two sides faced off silently in the morning light. At this moment, time seems to be still...

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

Xu Yu, the army of the South Xinjiang Army automatically separated, and a baby-faced young man emerged from it. He hurriedly drove the horse towards the square of the Western Night People and stopped a few tens of feet away.

The baby-faced youth looked down at the middle-aged soldier crawling at the front of the square from a high horse and asked aloud, "Who are you?!"

The middle-aged soldier finally lifted his head, and saw his square red-faced face, a little yellow sand on his forehead and forehead, making the original dignified face look awkward.

The middle-aged warrior replied with a loud voice: "This lord, I am Mencor, the Patriarch of the Ximen Men's Clan. I have heard the name of Major General He Hewei since more than a decade ago. Years later, in Wenxi City, I was lucky to meet the major generals, and Menmen was willing to lead the city's generals and people to surrender to the major generals."

Of course, what the middle-aged general said is that the official general is referring to official language.

As this person's words sounded, two people and two horses came out from the back. A sturdy white horse was walking in front of him. White horse was a gentleman dressed in a moon-white cloak. Cold soldiers, he seems so abrupt and eye-catching, smiling like a standing flock of chickens, unconsciously attracting everyone's attention, naturally including that men's Cole.

Menkel's pupil shrank, and his eyes stared at the gentleman on the white horse, without blinking, his eyes were so hot, as if he knew the identity of the other party.

The official language Bai Zema came to Fu Yunhe and looked at Mencor said: "You said you want to surrender and dedicate the city to our army?"

"General Major General... No, Hou Ye." Menkel thought of something and hurriedly changed his mouth. "Jiu Wen Hou Ye is not only brave and warlike, but also generous and kind-hearted, unlike the Western night king who is arrogant and warlike, poor soldiers and militarism, In order to satisfy his ambitions, he constantly called for males and grains of our tribe, so that our national day has withered... In recent years, our Mengu tribe has become thin men. In addition to the soldiers who defend the city, most of them are old, weak women and children... "

As he said, Menkel's face was both indignant and a trace of helpless desolation, and once again fell on the ground respectfully, "Hou Ye, my family is willing to dedicate the city wholeheartedly."

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

The mandarin glanced at the thousands of prowling Xiye people and slowly said: "The descendants will not kill."

The originally tense atmosphere in the neighborhood seemed to suddenly loosen as these four words fell, and the door looked up happily again, and said aloud: "Thank you Hou Ye!"

Immediately afterwards, thousands of western night soldiers behind him also shouted in unison: "Thank you Hou Ye!"

Thousands of shouts overlapped and rushed to the sky. It seems that even the clouds in the sky have dissipated a little, and the golden dawn shone through the clouds...

The official language looked at Mencor with a smile, and said slowly: "Mencor, Patriarch, next, our army will take over the city defense of Wenxi City."

"That's natural!" Menker echoed without objection. "All the soldiers in my city fully cooperated with Hou Ye's instructions."

Next, there was a commotion near the city gate. The soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang Army split their operations, some were responsible for disarming, some were responsible for taking over the city defense, and some were divided into several teams to start surveying and patrolling around the city...

The official Bai Bai, Fu Yunhe, and others, who explained the trivial matters, were welcomed into the patriarch's house in the center of the city by the Men Kerr, and worshipped as a guest of honor.

When the crowd sat down in the main hall, Menkel hurriedly ordered his men to serve tea, and the tea was quickly scented in the large hall.

Menkel said diligently: "Hou Ye, we Xiyeren have good tea. This is the best Fu Cha in Xiye. The more Chen Chen, the more fragrant. Although it is not as good as the Longjing and Biluochun of the Central Plains, it also has its unique mellow flavor. Try it for two."

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

After taking a sip of the hot tea, the official Mandarin Bai praised: "Good tea, thick and not greasy, sweet aftertaste."

"Hou Ye really knows tea..."

When Menkel looked at the white tea in Mandarin, he talked to him carefully. At one time, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to become a lot more harmonious with this tea whisper...

A moment later, after the official Mandarin put down the tea cup, the words turned and turned to Mencor: "Patriarch Mencor, Ben Hou would like to borrow the patriarch's map for use?"

The official language is polite, but in fact, there is no room for Menkel to refuse. Since Menkel is somewhat sincere, it is natural to hand over the map.

"Please also wait for Lord Hou to wait." Mencor responded with a sip, and immediately ordered a map to be displayed in the big case in the main hall.

The three people in the hall stood around the map, and the official language swept the map quickly, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, praised: "Men Kerr, your map is better than the surrounding label. The details of what Hou received from the southern border are much more detailed."

Menkel laughed: "Hou Ye, that's nature. My Mengu people have been stationed in this area for hundreds of years. This Xizhong Basin is the homeland of our people. It is more detailed than the maps drawn by other people. This is also the result of centuries of hard work of our Mengu people!"

Guan Yubai’s eyes still lingered on the map, and he said: “Patriarch Menkor, who arrived here at the first visit, knows very little about Wenxi City and the surrounding area. Please ask the patriarch to talk to Benhou!”

"Hou Ye is welcome." Menkel responded quickly, and followed, his right index finger fell on Wenxi City on the map, and then slowly drawn a circle from west to east, "Hou Ye, look We are located at the entrance of the west side of the Xizhong Basin. The Xizhong Basin is surrounded by mountains on all sides, the Daye Mountain in the north, the Wuping Plateau and Ningwan Mountain in the west, and the Wushan Plateau and Elephant Mountain in the south. Linshan, the eastern part is Qinshan and Lushan, which can be said to be surrounded by danger. Only a few roads can pass, so as long as these gates are held, the enemy will be extremely difficult to capture this area. Therefore, hundreds of Only in the past year have the Mengu people settled down and lived here..."

Until more than forty years ago, the deceased old Xirong king broke the situation of the Xiyue group and unified the twelve Xiye tribes!

In this sentence, although Mencor did not speak bluntly, both the official Bai and Fu Yunhe in the hall knew it well.

After a pause, Menkel continued: "For the Xizhong Basin, the biggest threat still came from the east and the north." The old King of the West Night defeated this area from the north.

Guan Yu Bai and Fu Yunhe's gaze continued to move upwards, and finally stopped at the middle wing city above the Xizhong Basin. Once they broke through this middle wing city, Xiye was half-conquered.

The official man Bai Bai thought for a moment and asked, "Which roads are there in the east and north?"

Menkel pointed to the river marked between "Qinshan" and "Lingshan" on the map, and said: "The east is a waterway. This big Jinhe River is turbulent and dangerous. Down the southeast of the river is Asahi. Several cities occupied by the Tang people..."

As he said, Menkel’s finger moved a little up, “However, if Lord Hou’s army wants to go north to the capital, there are only two roads, one near and one far, but on this near road, there are two cities that must pass by On the way..." He pointed to two of the northern cities. "Fortunately, this Longmen City, Gonglai City and the surrounding cities are also members of the Menmenggu tribe. If this is another eleven tribe, I dare not make bold words to Houye today, but our Mengu people have always been concentric. If Houye agrees, I will immediately write to them to persuade them to surrender. Houye please be at ease, and I have also served as the patriarch of Mengu. In the past few years, there has been quite a lot of prestige among the people. Even if there is no certainty in this matter, there is no doubt that it can be said!"

The 12 tribes of Xiye are distributed all over Xiye. Each tribe has its own patriarch, which is similar to the lord of Dayu. The clan of each tribe is under the command of its patriarch, and the patriarch directly orders the Xiye king.

This system makes each tribe more cohesive and stronger in order to override the other tribes, but it also has significant shortcomings, which makes the Xiye King lack absolute control over the city where the other eleven tribes are located. .

Mencor raised his chest, and there was a touch of arrogance between his eyebrows, and then said: "Just, I still have to ask Hou Ye to wait two or three days in the city."

"Okay, then Hou waited for the good news from Patriarch Menker." The official language looked at Menker with a smile, his eyes flashing in his dark eyes.

Today, Xiye looks like a prestige like a towering sky, but I don’t know that the taller the tower is, the more dangerous it is. Once the Xiye King is not enough to deter the other eleven tribes, then the entire Xiye will collapse like a sand... …

Mencor responded again and again: "That map is even a little gift for me, but I also ask Lord Hou to accept it."

The official language Bai Ying immediately looked at Fu Yunhe and decisively ordered: "General Fu, who immediately passed on the life of the lord, ordered the whole army to rest in the city for two days."

"Yes, Lord Hou." Fu Yunhe clanged his hands in a powerful fist, and then strode away.

Followed by, Menkel also took a step back and said with fists in the official language: "Hou Ye, then I will retreat first. I will go to prepare the letter first, and then let Hou Ye look at it."

The official language Bai is still gentle, raising his hand and said: "The patriarch please help yourself."

Mencor clenched his fists again, and then he left with a rush.

Guan Yu stood in the original place, and watched the door Cole go away. On the elegant face, the smile on the lips was deeper, and a pair of warm black eyes smiled slightly.

Suddenly, Colton, who was about to leave the yard, stopped and looked back. He saw that Mandarin Bai had already sat down on a high-backed chair beside him, holding a tea cup in his hand, and was drinking tea. At first glance, this looks like a general, more like a prince who came out of the book of incense.

Mencor continued to walk forward, with firm steps and a straight back...

The sun outside rises higher and higher, the clouds in the sky have dispersed with the arrival of the Southern Xinjiang Army, exposing the warm sun behind the clouds.

After more than half an hour, several couriers leaped from the north gate, and soon parted ways, and each went away...

The next afternoon, I first got the news from the nearest Gonglai City, followed by Longmen City...

However, in just two days, the South Xinjiang Army led by Mandarin Bai won two cities in succession without a single soldier, and then, as soon as they left this Xizhong Basin, they would hit the edge city directly. .

On the first day of the New Year, tens of thousands of troops from the South Xinjiang flooded into the Longmen City, the gate of the city. For these soldiers, although they were not able to spend the New Year in South Xinjiang, they were more happy than the New Year.

They are one step closer to their goal!

The soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang Army are busy and busy. They must take over the Dragon Gate City at the fastest speed. Instead, the official language at the front of the team is so leisurely and indifferent.

A breeze blew head-on, causing the official Mandarin Bai to cough a few times, and even the horse under the crotch stopped.

Xiao Si frowned, and was about to say something. He heard an attentive male voice behind him: “Hou Ye has worked hard all the way. The weather has been cool these days. It is better to go to the Presidency and rest for a while.”

A well-dressed man, Korzema, came to the side of Mandarin, and looked at him with concern.

The official language Bai coughed again, and the person finally came back a little bit, saying: "Then ask Mencol to lead this lord."

"Grandpa please."

Menkel led the road with enthusiasm in the front, leading the official Mandarin masters and servants to the garrison, and let the men brew the herbal tea. "Hou Ye, this tea can moisten the lungs and cough, Hou Ye and try."

After drinking half a cup of tea, the official Mandarin white had a slightly pale complexion and a little blood, and he no longer coughed.

Upon seeing this, Menkel said while looking at his words: "Hou Ye, it's not far from the central city. Hou Ye is better off here for a few days because of his discomfort. With Hou Ye's wisdom, I want to It was easy to capture that central princely city..." He said, he looked at him with admiration, admiringly looked at Mandarin Bai and said, "In my opinion, even entering the main capital city is just around the corner."

The white knuckles of the official language lightly tapped a few times on the side of the case, and said lightly: "It is not difficult to capture the Zhonglin City..."

Zhonglang City is almost the most important protective wall for Xiye City. It is conceivable that in this crisis of life and death, the king of Xiye, even if he demolished the east wall to make up the west wall, would also choose from other The battles at the border and in the city are not easy.

However, when this sentence was spoken in Mandarin, no one would question it.

The army of Nanjiang, who followed the official Mandarin, was already impressed by his wisdom, tactics, and demeanor, and the Xiyeren...what better than the Xiyeren who understood the terrible and plainly spoken Mandarin Imperative.

Menkel looked at the white mandarin, his eyes dark, and suddenly you sighed and said: "Hou Ye, but I heard that Xiao Yi, the king of the south of the town, was proud and proud. , I am afraid of the great merits..." He hesitated for a moment, but he finished speaking, but his voice was lowered a little, "Master Gong Zhenzhen!"

As the saying goes: "The crows in the world are generally black". Throughout the ages, there have been several superiors and even monarchs who are more brave and invincible than their own, and even more popular subordinates!

Menkel then said: "Hou Ye, I admire Hou Ye's talents, so I hurriedly talked. Hou Ye, I have to plan for myself as soon as possible. Actually, I heard that a few days ago, Xiao Shizi saw My king... I mean the envoy sent by Gao Mitong."

Gao Mitong is the name of Xi Yewang.

"It is estimated that Gao Miyu had the intention of repairing the Zhennan Royal Mansion. Houye, if Xiao Shizi and Gao Miyan negotiated and succeeded, then Lord Hou, try your best to bathe the bloody field of the Zhennan Royal Mansion. Is it not in vain and futile? ?! Hey, I'm really worth it for Hou Ye!"

The official Mandarin White frowned slightly, but his eyes were awkward and said slowly: "You just said that Xiao Shizi met the emperor of the Western Night King?"

Mencor nodded hurriedly: "Yes, if Lord Hou doesn't believe it, he just sends people to the southeast border to check. As far as I know, Xiao Shizi met the envoy in the city of Kerry."

With that, Menkel showed his righteous indignation and said sincerely, "Hou Ye, the old saying in you is: "You are not benevolent, I am unrighteous", it is not that Hou Ye has dissent, but that Xiao Shizi first betrayed his righteousness. ...Originally, with Hou Ye’s character and talent, it’s hard to be the best in a hundred years, and he shouldn’t be inferior to others! Now Hou Ye is facing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once Hou Ye can win the Central City, he will drive straight into the capital, Even if it’s self-reliance as king?! Hou Ye, under your name in West Ye, I don’t believe any other people dare to fight you?!"

Mencor spoke hotly and passionately, and the excitement seemed to have seen the official language on the throne.

The official language was blank, and his eyes seemed to be looking at the tea cup that was no longer steaming at his hand.

"Hou Ye,'People go to the tea to cool down, unload the grind to kill the donkey', you have to make a decision as soon as possible!"

Digression

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