Lights on the other side

The Duanwang army on the north side of the Huai River plus the later 10 people made a total of 30 people. I don’t know how many people are in Lianyetian, but they are still more than [-] people. There are not many sects, big and small, with no shortage of people.

As for the south of the Huai River, the total number of people in the three prefectures on their side is less than 10, and Sanxuntian only has more than 600 people here.

The commander of the imperial army is General Zhenyuan Liu Xian. Li Mo'er has seen him several times in the past six months. He is young, around thirty, with a beard on his lips, very bookish.He was in Fengzhou at this time, not in Huaizhou, so the right to mobilize some personnel in Huaizhou was given to Li Mo'er and Sheng Wuxia.

After the big victory in the three northwest cities, the battle line moved forward a lot, and King Duan changed his coach. The current coach is named Jin Yuan, who is 60 years old, his hair and beard are all white, but he can still wear armor.But now, he decided to break through and attack Huaizhou, thereby cutting off the connection between Beijing, Huai, and Fengzhou.

Li Mo'er and Sheng Wuxia originally wanted to stop him halfway when he was crossing the Huai River, but Jin Yuan's speed was too fast, and before they could react, the [-] troops had already crossed the Huai River.

Those who returned from the Huaishui River said that the strength gap between the two sides was too great.The opponent's soldiers are well-armored, their morale is high, and there are many Taoist masters among them. When they make a move, there is a gust of black wind, and there are ghostly paper figures and horses hidden in the wind, which makes people feel scared.

However, since the strength gap between the two parties can be seen, they cannot face each other head-on.

Holding the civet cat in her arms, Li Mo'er sat on a chair in the conference hall, looked at the topographic map on the table with a frowning expression, and said, "Jin Yuan is resting now, we don't have much time left."

After a moment of silence, Li Mo'er said again: "If you want to come to Huaizhou, you must take two routes."

Sheng Wuxia glanced at the topographic map.

"From the east is Qingyun Road, from the west is Baihu Ridge, Wuxia, if it were you, which way would you go?"

"Qing Yundao, most of them are cavalry. This road is flat and has a great advantage for them."

"Yeah, I think so too. They must go to Qingyun. How can we fight?"

They defend the city here, not many cavalry, mostly infantry, they must be crushed to the bone when they go up.Sheng Wuxia shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Li Mo'er said: "Unless they are willing to come to Baihuling."

After saying this, the two raised their heads and looked at each other, their tone softened, and Sheng Wuxia also said, "Yes, unless they are willing to come to Baihu Ridge."

In the second half of the day, Huaizhou should strengthen the city walls, strengthen the barriers, and strengthen the barriers. Although they were nervous, they did not panic.

The enemy is at present, and there is only one battle.

It was night, with the horseshoes treading lightly, he opened the city gate alone, fled out of the city at night, and brought 5000 troops to defect to Jinyuan.Jin Yuan was overjoyed, it was expected that the Huaizhou army's morale was unstable, and the interior had already begun to disintegrate, so taking it was like taking it out of pocket.

There was not enough manpower in Huaizhou City for a while, and the situation was critical.

Li Mo'er was helpless, said: "Wuxia, what do you think?"

Sheng Wuxia was also at a loss for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Please ask for help."

"To whom?"

"Jingzhou, please divide the troops into Qingyun Road and ambush the Jinyuan army."

Li Mo'er sighed and said, "That's the only way to go."

She started to pass on the book to Jingzhou Lingwen.The content she personally decided was both sincere and solemn.But what Li Mo'er didn't expect was that her spiritual letter was intercepted by Jin Yuanfang's monk halfway, and presented to Jin Yuan.

The people below asked: "Marshal, should we go to Qingyun Road or Baihu Ridge?"

A counselor at the side said: "Baihu Ridge is dangerous, you must not leave."

Someone echoed: "That's right, it is beneficial for us to take Qingyun Road."

There was non-stop discussion in the tent, Jin Yuan stroked his beard, read the content above for a while, and said slowly: "We can surprise them."

At the same time, the city of Huaizhou was making a lot of cinnabar, bows and arrows.In the conference hall, Li Mo'er and Sheng Wuxia were sitting opposite each other at the table, waiting all their time, listening to reports from outsiders.The civet cat lay quietly on her lap.

She stretched out her hand to smooth its fur, even though Yun Liujin said that day that it had abolished its hundred years of cultivation, it was just a word after all, the little civet cat is still in good shape, without any damage.She didn't know what to feel in her heart, and sighed unconsciously: "When it comes to winter, it likes to sleep very much. It's really leisurely."

Sheng Wuxia said, "Senior sister also wants to sleep?"

"Well, I'll go to bed when I'm done. Staying up late is not good for my skin."

"It's only been a couple of days."

"Do you think it's appropriate? We're all betting on this."

"Senior Sister, I remember we played a game when we were two children, it was the kind of ordinary poker. At that time, you were about to lose, and then you put all the copper coins on it, and said, since you are going to lose, then this One round is over, although it will be even worse if we lose, but there is still a glimmer of hope of winning, something is better than nothing.”

Li Mo'er laughed twice, and said: "You really remember, but at that time I really wanted to save face, I insisted on saying these words, and I didn't want to lose to anyone."

"Having said that, we have no way out."

"That's right, the outcome is decided at one stroke, and the rest depends on God's will." Li Mo'er lowered her head and stroked the civet cat's fur again.

Two days later, Jin Yuan headed for Huaizhou. On that day, the sun was gentle, there was no wind, and the sky was blue, which made people feel cheerful for no reason.

It was very quiet on Qingyun Road, and there was not a single person.

Neither party came here.

At this time, Baihuling and Li Mo'er were waiting on the top of the mountain, extremely nervous. They stayed here all night, and she hoped that her judgment was correct.

Time passed by, and the hand holding the bow and arrow in her hand loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.Finally, when the Jinyuan people showed their heads, they adjusted to the best condition.

She quietly watched Jin Yuan's men and horses walk in, into Baihu Ridge, the coffin that was carefully crafted for them.

Seeing that the timing was almost up, Li Mo'er shot the first arrow.The arrow pierced through the air, and immediately shot one person off his horse, and the galloping cavalry team stopped suddenly.

"Stop! There is an ambush!"

Suddenly, large vats of cinnabar were poured on the mountains on both sides, pouring down like a rain of blood, which caught the monks below off guard and was in a panic, restraining their actions to a certain extent, and the black wind dissipated.At the same time, the sound of killing came from the ranks. It turned out that the 5000 rebels suddenly turned back and faced the Jin Yuan army with swords. With the ability to maneuver, he raised his knife and charged.

For a time, blood flowed into a river under Baihu Ridge.

Li Mo'er stood on the mountain, watching all this, and said to Sheng Wuxia who was beside him: "Once a person gets old, his suspicions will become heavier. This statement is true."