Chapter 113: Ten Miles Slope, Yan Changkong

"Qinghan just received the order."

Meng Yan said this, and Zhao Qinghan knew that she could no longer refuse. This time, she sent troops to rescue Sanjiang, Hedong, and Henan. As the future governor of the western provinces, Zhao Qinghan seemed unreasonable not to lead troops to go.

Meng Yan said again: "Where is Junyi, why hasn't I seen her before?"

Shili slope.

Shilipo is actually the remnant of one of the ridges on the southern foot of Qingniu Mountain. However, the terrain is already quite smooth when it arrives here. The official road leading from Sanjiang and Hedong to Xiling crosses the Shilipo. On both sides of the official road are dense forests. The north wind blows by, and pine waves sound in the forest, and the sound is like a storm of waves striking across the shore, which is very terrifying.

It was almost noon, and Yan Changkong was the chief of staff of the division. Gong Yue, Gong Rui and the two corps captains and guards came down to Shilipo. Dozens of riders rode onto the gentle slope. Yan Changkong stopped and stood on the official road that was crossing the gentle slope and fell into deep thought.

Gong Yue was straightforward and couldn't help asking: "General, it's been two days now. Every day you come to this ghost place, and then you stop for the whole day. Kebei and others really can't figure out what's good about it here."

"If you can see the mystery here, it would be unreasonable."

Yan Changkong smiled faintly, saying, as if he was scolding and exhorting, "You usually ask you to take time to read more tactical courses at Mingyue Military Academy, but you always say that you don't have time. After reading the basic tutorials of the lower grades, you will know the intention of this general to come here to observe the terrain repeatedly."

"Well……"

Gong Yue scratched his head and said ashamed, "I can't read a lot of low-level jobs, so how can I understand any tactical courses?"

"Forget it." Yan Changkong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's really harder to let you learn tactics than to force a widow to get pregnant."

Yan Changkong's words were finished, and he was honest. Gong Rui and the soldiers of the guards next to him all laughed. Gong Rui also scratched his head and smiled silly. Although he was scolded by Yan Changkong, he did not have any unhappy intentions. It can be seen that Yan Changkong's prestige in his soldiers' hearts is still very high.

After everyone's laughter was exhausted, Yan Changkong said in a serious tone: "This Eastern Expedition ended in failure, which is really a pity for people to sigh, but what's worse is that the Guanghui Empire Army will inevitably launch a large-scale counterattack next, but the empire's treasury no longer has enough money to support a protracted war of patriotism."

Integrity, Gong Yue and others nodded one after another, and their expressions became solemn and solemn.

"So..." Yan Changkong sighed and continued, "The Governor will order the Second Division to guard this important road for at least ten days, because the empire's army will take ten days to collect enough money and grain. If this batch of money and grain cannot be collected, we will lose more than just a war of patriotism, and we may lose the entire empire!"

Gong Yue suddenly clenched his iron fist and said excitedly: "Our Mingyue Empire will never lose to the Guanghui Empire!"

"Yes, I also firmly believe that the empire will not be defeated."

Yan Changkong nodded and said in a deep voice, "But the soldiers of the empire cannot fight against the enemy hungry, and there are relatives of the fallen soldiers. We cannot let them starve to death and freeze to death because they have no money to buy food and clothes..."

Speaking of this, Yan Changkong couldn't help but think of the Mingyue soldiers who died in the enemy's borders since the Eastern Expedition. He thought that they sacrificed their lives for the empire, but the empire could not even pay their pensions. Their family had lost their relatives, but they still endured the hardships of life.

As he thought about it, Yan Changkong's tiger eyes had already had tears in his eyes, and his tone became a little choked: "So we must collect this money and grain no matter what. In order for the Governor to collect money and grain, the Second Division must guard this important road at all costs at least ten days!"

"General!"

Gong Yue's eyes were red and she growled, "Let Beizhi guard Shilipo. As long as Beizhi has a breath, he will never let a glorious imperial soldier go there, and he will never let these glorious wild dogs pose any threat to the general's central camp!"

Yan Changkong shook his head silently. Gong Yue's courage to look at death was commendable. But if he wanted to defend this important road for at least ten days, it was not enough to rely on the deadly guard. Meng Yan's Guards Corps had five divisions with more than 100,000 people. The solemn main force of the Northwest Corps had arrived outside Xiling City. Then the Glorious Imperial Army gathered in Xiling had exceeded 200,000 people, and the Second Division had only more than 200,000 people in full battle!

If more than 20,000 people want to block 200,000 people, they need not only courage, but also wisdom!

Yan Changkong's eyes suddenly turned to the large dense forests on both sides of the official road. In a flash, a faint calmness had already bloomed on his face. Whether he could block the 200,000 Guangxi Imperial Army was due to whether he could make full use of these two dense forests...

Two days later, at noon.

The vanguard division of the Guards' Army barely drove down to the bottom of the Shili Slope. The vanguard general Teng Qingyun saw the faint murderous aura in the dense forests on both sides of the official road ahead, so he quickly ordered the entire army to stop advancing and set up a formation along the north side of the slope. On the one hand, he reported to Meng Yan. After hearing the news, Meng Yan hurriedly led the main army of the Guards' Army and the solemn main force of the Northwest Army to come to Shili Slope to meet Teng Qingyun.

The car is shaking, and the horse is roaring.

Meng Yan and Zheng Chongguang each took a chariot to the front of the Guanghui Empire Army. The two chariots surrounded the Guards and a large number of senior generals from the Northwest Legion. Zhao Qinghan, who led the barbarian cavalry to go out to the expedition, and Wu Junyi, were also among them.

The forward general Teng Qingyun rushed forward and held his fist to Meng Yan on the back of the horse and said, "I am not good at my duty."

"Yeah." Meng Yan nodded slightly, frowned and asked, "Do you suspect that there is a Mingyue bandit army ambushing in the dense forest ahead?"

"It's not that I doubt it, but that there are indeed Mingyue bandits ambushing it." Teng Qingyun responded in a voice, "Before Your Highness arrived, Bei Yi had sent six groups of raids into the forest to find out the news, but no one has returned yet. Bei Yi probably had an accident."

Shi Miyuan, who stood behind Meng Yan solemnly said suddenly: "Your Highness, the dense forest is indeed full of murderous aura."

"So what if there are ambushes?" Meng Yan shouted, "Turn them out first and then encircle them in one fell swoop."

“Hululu…”

As Meng Yan finished speaking, a lonely white horse suddenly appeared slowly along the official road from the south of the gentle slope. When he reached the top of the slope, the knight on the horse's back gently sniffed, and the war horse under his crotch sniffed heavily and shook his huge head. Everyone's eyes gathered on the rider at this moment.

The horse with pure white fur, the bright silver spear that is as bright as a silver rainbow, and the black armor tightly wraps its strong body. The fair face is so handsome that women will feel jealous. And the black eyes reveal a suffocating coldness in their eyes, as if even the air around him becomes particularly cold.

"Yan Changkong?" Meng Yan's expression changed slightly and said sternly, "Is it the white horse and silver spear Yan Changkong!"

As Meng Yan finished speaking, the rider on the slope rushed forward, ran forward dozens of steps away and gently pulled the reins. The white horse under his crotch suddenly stood up, raised his head and made a loud and loud neigh.

When the white horse's front hooves were slamming, the silver spear in the rider had already raised, and the brilliant blade pointed at the glorious imperial army like the vast ocean in front of him, shouting loudly: "Yan Changkong in Qingzhou is here, who dares to fight me one-on-one?"

Meng Yan's eyes showed a solemn look and whispered: "Yan Changkong, it's indeed Yan Changkong!"

Zheng Chongguang wanted to show it in front of Meng Yan, so he turned around and shouted: "Who from the northwest dares to come out to take the battle and kill Yan Changkong's head and present it to His Highness?"

As soon as Zheng Chongguang finished speaking, a strong general flew out of the formation, slapped his horse and danced his sword and took Yan Changkong straight, shouting sternly: "Northwest Mao Jie, come and ask for advice!"

"ha!"

Yan Changkong didn't answer, gently snatched his legs, and the "white dragon horse" under his crotch instantly threw away his four hooves. In a very short time, he accelerated, and turned into a firefly and shot towards Mao Jie. Mao Jie was caught off guard and was about to slash his sword. When Yan Changkong was shot, he had already been knocked down by Yan Changkong.

"Second brother!"

"Second brother!"

Seeing Mao Jie fall down, two more horses flew out from the Northwest Army, both facing Yan Changkong.

These two are Mao Jie's brother Mao Ying and brother Mao Xiong. At this moment, both of them are full of grief and anger, and they will never give up until they kill Yan Changkong in front of the formation.

The swallows are not afraid of being in the sky, and they urge the horses to greet each other.

In an instant, the three horses intersected, and a loud shout came out, and two extremely terrifying wails sounded. Before the glorious soldiers who were concentrating on the battle could see clearly, the battle in the field had already divided life and death. Mao Ying and Mao Xiong had already fallen backwards and were lying on the ground and struggling and wailing. A big hole was opened in their abdomen, and the internal organs and blood were overflowing. The situation was terrible.

Seeing Mao Ying and Mao Xiong was knocked down by Yan Changkong again, a breath of breath sounded in the Guanghui Empire's army.

Yan Changkong rode his horse back and forth in front of the formation, then returned to the top of the slope and stopped the road, shouting loudly: "Is this the only thing in the Guanghui Empire army? Humph, you miscellaneous fish should go home and practice martial arts hard for ten years before coming, Meng Hu, where is Meng Hu?"

Meng Yan couldn't help but hold the guardrail of the chariot with both hands tightly. Because of excessive force, the knuckles of both hands turned white!

Yan Changkong looked so indifferent to the generals of the Northwest Legion and the Guard Legion, but was afraid of Meng Hu's existence, which made Meng Yan feel very unacceptable. The jealousy of the man-devouring person was like wildfire igniting from his chest. Suddenly, Meng Yan slapped his palm on the guardrail of the chariot and shouted loudly: "Come, bring the black prickly!"

Wu Zhi is Meng Yan's mount. Meng Yan asked someone to pull Wu Zhi out, which means that he is going to go out in person!
Chapter completed!