Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1118 This Snowy Night

  Zhao Wen yelled and opened his eyes suddenly...

This day and night is really exhausting. At first, Zhao Wen thought he could hold on, just like when he was only in his twenties ten or twenty years ago, even if he didn't sleep all night, he wouldn't feel tired. , but I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, I couldn't hold it anymore, and even dozed off again and again on the horseback, and almost fell off the horseback!

At first, there were still many soldiers following Zhao Wen, but later these soldiers were either hacked and killed during the break, or they escaped in the name of wanting to break the queen. Anyway, in the end, they stayed by Zhao Wen's side These are Zhao Wen's own personal guards...

Seeing this, Zhao Wen's guards also saw that General Zhengxi's pursuers had gradually stopped, and because of the lack of men and horses, they couldn't run anymore, so they searched for a small forest, behind a leeward stone, and used With the battle robes and cloth on his body, he barely built a tent, and moved some stones to block the wind to surround the sides, arranged them hastily, dug a shallow nest, and helped Zhao Wen came in. And Zhao Wen couldn't hold on any longer, exhausted both physically and mentally, after entering the grass-chuang tent, he became confused.

  However, he didn't sleep well, and what happened during the day continued to stimulate his brain, causing Zhao Wen's dream scene to change wildly and randomly.

One second, Zhao Wen was still pointing the country on the top of the city, and the next second, the surrounding area became a sea of ​​blood. Many people Zhao Wen knew or didn't know were struggling in the sea of ​​blood, and even fighting each other. Together, everyone was dripping with blood, but they still did not back down, trying their best to kill others back into the sea of ​​blood.

  But under my feet, it was no longer the city wall paved with blue bricks in Suyi, but a mountain of corpses that had been paved with countless people!

  Looking around, there was no one accompanying him, and even his family members seemed to be tossing in the sea of ​​blood, or became part of the mountain of corpses. Flying above his head, what propped up a piece of sky in the sea of ​​blood was a flag of Hongnong Yang's, but suddenly, this flag collapsed, dimmed, and then floated towards the endless blood in the sea...

It was a young general who destroyed the flag. He was wearing scale armor and stood proudly. He seemed to be standing on a mountain of corpses. There seemed to be a cold light shining on every piece of armor. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face. , the faint color of wind and frost on his face did not reduce his demeanor, but added a bit of majesty, like a sharp long knife, dazzling, eye-catching, standing upright, pointing directly at the sky.

Who is he?

   Immediately a name popped up in Zhao Wen's heart, Fei Qian!

  Fei Qian, the general who conquered the West!

Zhao Wen wanted to yell, but found that he couldn't yell at all. Even when he wanted to struggle, he suddenly realized that the sea of ​​blood had covered his insteps at some point, and in the thick and smelly sea of ​​blood, there was no sound. I know how many hands I have stretched out, grasping it firmly, dragging it desperately into the endless darkness...

   Then, Zhao Wen yelled and woke up.

   It was dark all around.

  Zhao Wen touched his forehead subconsciously, but felt the cold sweat on his hand, and shivered when he was blown by the cold wind at night.

In order not to attract the attention of Fei Qian's pursuers, Zhao Wen's guards did not dare to continue to light a bonfire to keep out the cold. They just barely lit a fire in the middle of the leeward place. It had already been extinguished by this time, and even the ashes were It was freezing cold.

Although the snow had stopped, the felt cloth above the head, which was used to block the wind and snow, had absorbed moisture and accumulated some snowflakes on the one hand, and it was pressed down heavily, almost touching the ground. The air is getting more and more dirty. If Zhao Wen can't wake up, he might just slowly suffocate and die.

The rest of Zhao Wen's guards squeezed together as hard as they could, surrounded Zhao Wen, and used their body temperature to resist the severe cold in the dark night, and the temperature in the snowy night would drop to zero degrees, so this Behavior can only be better than nothing, and can't bring any actual effect...

   Maybe a little.

   "Get up! Get up! You can't sleep anymore, you will die if you sleep again! Light the fire, light it up again!"

When Zhao Wen yelled tremblingly, asking people to get up again, and lit the fire for heating, he found that the guards on the outermost perimeter were still sitting or lying motionless, already in this dark night, quietly Yes, with a strange smile on his face, died.

  Perhaps it was the few corpses frozen like rocks that blocked the biting cold wind blowing from the side, so that those who seemed to shrink back did not suffer from the cold and poisonous hands of the **** of death.

  In this situation, Zhao Wen looked at the dozen or so people around him, and was so sad that he almost shed tears.

   It's over. In such a snowy night, all soldiers who have not found shelter from the wind and are scattered in the wild must have only the fate of death.

Those who died in Suyi yesterday may only have four or five hundred people, at most no more than one-tenth of Zhao Wen's original number of soldiers, but this pursuit and the snowy night can kill these soldiers who escaped from Suyi. Directly wipe out nine out of ten...

   "See if there are any injured horses, kill them..." Zhao Wen was cold and hungry, and said shivering, "I can't take care of that much! Now we don't find some food, I am afraid it will be difficult to support Chang'an!"

  Although the war horse is the second life of the cavalry, when the first life is threatened, they can't take much care of it.

  The soldiers took orders, and soon the wailing of war horses sounded outside.

Zhao Wen also got some warm horse blood and drank it. Although the stench was unbearable, his spirit was slightly better, and he was able to speak at a relatively normal speed: "Move faster, leave immediately after eating, and go as soon as possible." It is safe to rush to Chang'an..."

  ………………

  In the snowy night, a team of Fiqian scouts was cruising.

  Compared to Zhao Wen’s soldiers who were in a state of embarrassment, with the blessing of felt blankets and sweaters, these northern soldiers who were used to the bitter cold were obviously more adapted to the cold in winter than the soldiers in Chang’an Pass.

But people can bear it, but horses can't persist. Every time they walk for a while, they have to find a shelter from the wind, wipe the sweat off the horse's body, and then remove the blood and cement on the fur of the legs and feet, so as to prevent the horse from getting sick. It's more troublesome than people.

This team of scouts was supposed to go back, but for Hei Laodao, he was still not satisfied. I don’t know if it was because of his luck. Since he caught some scout messengers last time, he has not been able to catch them. What's the benefit, this made him who had boasted about Haikou in front of his newly married wife somewhat embarrassed.

  As long as anyone who claims to be a man fights outside, even if he bleeds and tears, he may still have to make a scene in front of his wife, so Hei Laodao went a little further, hoping to get some more benefits...

   "Team rate! The smell of meat! I can smell the smell of meat!"

"Happy, you probably fainted from hunger, where did you come from at this moment..." Hei Laodao failed to achieve the goal he expected, and was somewhat unhappy. He was cursing, but suddenly stopped, and then lowered his voice. He raised his voice and said hurriedly, "You have a good nose, is it really meaty?"

  The so-called "dog day" stretched his neck, carefully identified it in the air, and then said: "It really smells like meat!"

  Hei Laodao's eyes suddenly burst into an unknown light, and he shouted in a low voice: "Ha! Meaty! What does it mean to know?!"

   "Leader!"

   "Field Fu from Lao Tzu's family!"

  Hei Laodao scolded unceremoniously: "Who the **** are you?! Hurry up, follow the smell! Maybe there is still some meat to eat!"

  ………………

   Didn’t Fei Qian say before the army that he wanted to enjoy the snow on the top of the city?

  Although it was just a light-hearted speech to boost morale, since it was said, it should be done more or less. What's more, the city of Suyi is also a mess, and the corpses inside and outside the city also need to be dealt with, so it is doomed to be a sleepless night, so they really put down the curtain on the top of the city, and then warmed the brazier and warmed it. Drink a little wine and watch a romantic night in the Han Dynasty...

  However, when the snowy night was about to pass and the dawn was approaching, Fei Qian got a gift unexpectedly.

   A human head.

   "This is really Zhao Zirou..."

   Fei Qian looked at the head placed in front of him, somewhat surprised.

  Because the head was really filthy when it was delivered, so when it was in front of Fei Qian, it was specially cleaned, so that some eyebrows could be seen more or less. The hair on the human head was scattered, and the skin of the face had lost its original color due to freezing in the cold weather, and it was only livid, looking extremely terrifying.

   In addition, he also received the seal and ribbon of Kyung Jo-yoon.

  If it wasn’t for this Yinshou, Hei Laodao really didn’t know that he had really caught a big fish, fulfilling the **** he boasted in front of his wife...

   "It's done!" For such a head, Pang Tong had no fear at all. Instead, he was overjoyed, clapped his hands together, and shook his head slightly proudly. It's not that Pang Tong is not prudent, but that he came from Jingxiang, and the first time he made a plan was to mobilize so many military personnel in the Guanzhong area, which was also the first time.

After all, Pang Tong is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, and this was still in the Han Dynasty, when he was used to teenage boys coming out to take charge of the family. It might be possible because of his father or godfather...

   Jia Xu also smiled and congratulated Pang Tong. Jia Xu also has to express his admiration for someone at Pang Tong's age who can have such an overall strategic concept. After all, when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he could only fool a few bandits...

  On the table case, besides Jing Zhaoyin's gold seal, there is also a ribbon under the gold seal. The cyan bottom is decorated with blue, white and red silk threads. Although it is slightly dirty and the jade ring used to connect it has been accidentally broken, it is still very gorgeous.

   Such a thing is the dream of many gentry children. Whether there are any officials in the family who have paid two thousand stones is the watershed between the gentry and the famous.

   Fei Qian looked at Pang Tong who seemed to be looking at Jing Zhaoyin's seal with a little curiosity, and said jokingly with a smile, "How about it, do you want it?"

  That's what I said, but in fact it is impossible to grant such a position to Pang Tong. After all, Pang Tong's age is an insurmountable obstacle.

In Fei Qian's army, some people listen to what they say, because more or less they are Fei Qian's juniors. As long as Fei Qian is willing to listen, others can't say anything else. The prefect of Jing Zhaoyin, the hub of the world, is not so simple.

  Pang Tong obviously knew this too, but he still refused to admit defeat and said: "No need! A certain ambition is only Sanhuai! The rest, I don't pay attention to it!"

   "Haha, good! Of course it's good!"

   Fei Qian said with a smile, and then let this matter go first, and didn't pay much attention to it. It's like hearing your teenage brother say that he wants to be a national minister. Of course, most of them are encouraged, but no one will make arrangements immediately, will they?

  Pang Tong also laughed twice, then pointed to Zhao Wen's head and said: "The siege of Chang'an is on this man's head... It's just the king, is this Jing Zhao Yin..."

Fei Qian put down Jing Zhaoyin's golden seal, then thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "...it's better to take Zuo Fengyi, as for Jing Zhaoyin, let's ignore it for now... I will keep this seal for now. Bar…"

  Actually, among Fei Qian's subordinates, it is more suitable to manage Jing Zhaoyin, and now Jia Xu is more suitable.

Although Xun Chen is not bad, but the Xun family is too huge. If he really becomes a prince of a place, although there is no problem in the short term, but after a long time, it will easily change from Feiqian's territory to the Xun family's territory. Territory, there will be a problem that the tail is too big to lose.

Normally speaking, Jia Xu is not from Guanzhong. If he wants to gain a foothold in Guanzhong, of course he cannot do without Fei Qian's support, so he doesn't have to worry too much about getting out of his control. But the problem is, Jia Xu is a ghost. I know what will happen if it is released...

  So I can only put it down for the time being.

  And for the current strength of Fei Qian, it is not a good thing to disperse too much, it is better to fight steadily.

"Your Majesty, since you don't want to take Chang'an, you can just send the head over there, and the siege of Mr. Zhong can be solved..." Jia Xu said from the side, "...But, another thing that needs to be considered is the movement of Hongnong... "

Fei Qian nodded and said: "That's right. Although Hongnong Yang didn't say anything publicly when he sent Qiugong there, the staff under him were in a dilemma, and they were not even allowed to see him... Tongguan, hehe, I am afraid that the Yang family will not let it go..."

  Pang Tong said: "Tongguan is dangerous. Unless Yang Gong wants to consume all his soldiers, he will not attack easily... But the east line needs to be more careful. Although Shanjin has Zhang Xiaowei stationed, after all, the personnel are thinner..."

  Jia Xu said: "Shi Yuan is right, but there is one more thing to consider. What Yang Gong relies on is not only Hongnong's military strength, but also His Majesty..."

   Feiqian listened, nodded, then thought for a while, and suddenly laughed, because he thought of some things in history, which seemed to be useful...

  (end of this chapter)